Becoming A Sissy Baby

Chapter 19: Lunch 2

Sam's POV:

I took a sigh of relief as Rachel went away and then I continued drinking milk. A family sitting on the next table noticed me and they started staring at me pointing fingers and laughing.

There were others at the restaurant too who were very interested in me. They kept passing by our table taking photos secretly. Claire didn't even notice anything.

A bunch of kids came towards our table and surrounded me asking me all kinds of questions.

"Why are you drinking milk from a bottle mister?"

"Why do you wear this, Bonet?"

"Are you baby?"

"Are you wearing diapers?"

There were so many questions thrown at me. I turned to Claire to handle this but instead, she took the bottle from my mouth and told me I should introduce myself to them and answer their questions.

"Hi I'm Sawwmy, I is a diapered bwaby becwase I no contrwuol my poopies and pee-pees. " I said ashamed as they kept asking me more invasive questions.

It didn't help that the milk I drank was making me fart and shit myself again. I tried my best to not be bothered by it but on the inside, I was on the verge of tears.

The children's moms appeared apologizing for their kids' behaviors but Claire shrugged it off saying it's good to be curious. She then began telling the story of how she found me and she is taking care of me now as I have no family.

She talked with them for over half an hour all the while I was constantly shifting while pooping and farting in my diaper every few minutes. Someone asked why hasn't Claire changed my messy diaper. She turned to me and spoke

"Would you like to answer this one baby?" she asked. I sensed she wanted me to say because I didn't want to be changed and since I was already in a lot of trouble I said what she wanted to hear.

"Becwauce I wike messy daipeee" I say

"That's true, this little guy here can stay in a messy diaper all day, infact he cries and throws a tantrum every time I try to change him. He loves his messy diapers or so it seems. So I don't change him as often to keep him happy. Otherwise, he would be all cranky until he messes his diaper again" she said as all the women around me giggled pinching my cheeks as I turned red.

"Well, he certainly seems like a happy baby to me. I think you are doing a great job here. He looks so content" a lady says looking at me while I ignore everyone and play with my bib.

"Maybe we should arrange a playdate? I am sure my kids would Love it" someone suggested

"That sounds like a great idea, we should do that someday," Claire said

They exchanged goodbyes and Claire looked at me and said to go and thank Rachel. She lowered me to the ground and I waddled through the restaurant looking for her. I finally found her talking to a group of teenagers, taking their orders. I looked back at Claire and she waved her hand indicating me to go to her

"Miss Rachwel!! Thenkw you swch yummy miwlky " I said and the whole group stopped talking and looked at me. They laughed at me while I was nearly in tears

"Welcome sweety. See you around" Rachel said fixing my hair and then leaving.

I turned around and ran as fast as my legs would carry me with a very wet diaper and onesie. Waddling through the crowd trying to make my way out as fast as I could before I burst out in tears.

I met Claire right out of the gate. She was impatiently waiting for me and as soon as I was within her reach she grabbed me dragging me towards the car with her.

Tears streamed down my face. I have never been so humiliated in my life. Ever and I feel like digging up a hole and jumping into it. I really long for my pathetic nursery and the safety of my crib. I wish the day would just be over now and I could go home.

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