Our little secret

Life begins

Toms perspective

They had me cooped me up mostly in an plastic incubator. It felt like a see through coffin honestly or like I was some rare animal at the zoo. I had wires attached all over me. My chest, stomach, back everything. They inserted another feeding tube into my nose. It was like I was being constantly fed and watered as I need the toilet at-least 8/9 times a day. Imagine your fucking dick being out for that many times a day, any guy my age would be happy with that...not in my case! I can't even slightly control it when I want go to the toilet now, it just kinda falls out of me in a gooey stinky mess. Which is just embarrassing man! I don't wanna be doing that shit then people clearing me up like I'm some invalid...even though at the moment I am one. The nurses laugh at me and baby me. They tell me how small I am. I thought I would of grown. Even a little bit. I dunno I haven't seen myself. The nurses pull me around and dress me up. They tickle me, which I do laugh but it's so annoying. They Don't even bother buttoning up my onesie for the amount of times I pissed and shit myself. So I lay there with my arms and legs in this onesie but my chest and stomach out Then this bulging fat nappy sticking out at the bottom with the buttons undone around the top of my legs. Men and women constantly changing me, burping me, rocking me. Guests awing at me. Then the typical comment "o how old is he" expecting me to be a child then shocked I'm almost 20 fucking 4....
My body has decided it doesn't want to do what I say. Mentally I'm all hear but people don't know that because whenever I try speak my body is like 10-15 seconds too slow and it just comes out in a cluster fuck of jabbles. My body is the same, I try move and it's so slow. It's forgotten how to function. I have zero strength. Even if I'm pushing myself up, I can only get to leaning on my forearms before collapsing again. I hate it when they lay me on my front, as I'll be lying there, minding my own business or even asleep, I'll just feel this random hand come out of no where grabbing and rubbing my fat ass nappy then usually some cold fingers coming in the side, having a good old feel of me....like bro seriously....I get u have a job?! But it's my fucking junk man, ya maybe a perv but ya don't need to be touching me every 10-15 minutes. Then if they aren't satisfied with my nappy, they open up the lid of the incubator and the cold air hits me and they shove a hand under my chest then make me rest my face on their hand, then basically force their hand under the front of my nappy, practically grabbing my dick at this point then pick me up and make me sit on their arm and I get to feel my cold wet gooey shit cover me inside the nappy. It makes me cringe every-time and i just want the world to swallow me up. Then they all fucking laugh. "O mr messy today aren't we" like no. Your man over there just squished it into me thanks.

I barely remember being in the womb honestly just occasionally flashes of when I opened my eyes and just seeing a glowing dark pink. I remember the birth of being comfortable then suddenly not being able to breath and passing out. Then coming too covered in slime and gunk with everyone running around me. It's terrifying. I didn't want to be out. I was happy. I thought things would of progressed not regressed...the first day I was out they implanted me with something. It occasionally gave me these intense feelings of pleasure and I orgasmed nearly every time. They said it's to keep my prostate regularly producing testosterone as apparently I was lower then I should have been. Dr,j supported me through the whole thing. My trust with him had weakened I don't know if he knew or was apart of me going back into the womb. I thought he would of at least helped me or got me out before that...but he didn't. I didn't know what to feel of him.

I've been out a few days now and My family were coming to see me . I feel so tired and heavy. My 2 brothers and sister showed up. They walked over to my incubator and stared, Looking down at me.

" he looks just like he did when he was first born" Beth said smiling

My brother grunted in agreement, Alex just stared, he was scared. I don't think he had even come close to a baby let alone me. He had a beard now and looked like a hippie.