Sam's POV:
I was lost in thought so I didn't see her pull out a nighttime outfit. It wasn't until she put it on me that I realized how I was dressed as.
Claire dressed me in a pastel pink romper which was decorated with flowers. It was very tight at the shoulders and my waist but surprisingly loose at the butt as my diaper fit snugly.
It had attached gloves that were so heavily padded that I couldn't even make a fist properly. Claire zipped me up in the romper while I was busy examining it. my waist, shoulder and legs were being squeezed into it as she properly zipped it up. I couldn't even take full breadths, only short gulps of air because of how tight it was.
Claire then proceeded to tie a baby bonnet attached at the back. It was also padded with rows upon rows of frills which blocked my vision partially. The bonnet also had earplug attached to it which meant I was partially blind and fully deaf while wearing it.
She then slipped on matching booties on my feet which were again too small. Claire then stepped back to admire her handy work. She smiled at me as she picked me up from the table and put me on my feet.
There was a sharp shooting pain in my feet as soon as I took a step the diaper was way too thick between my legs, I had to waddle like a toddler if I wanted to walk. But I lost my balance and fell on my butt. I tried to stand up again but it was impossible because of how tight the romper was.
I lay helplessly on the floor like a turned turtle that had been flipped on its back. Flailing my arms in vain trying to get up but I couldn't. I was out of breadth and stayed still as I saw Claire laughing hysterically. She said something but I couldn't hear. She came towards me and touched my bonnet at the top. I guess there was a button there because as soon as she did that, I was able to hear everything.
"Oh my god, you are looking so cute in this outfit. Come on baby let me show you how pretty you look in your new nightdress." She spoke. I tried to move but I was unsuccessful.
"Here let me help you," she said as she picked me up by the harness attached at the back.
I was lifted up in the air. The harness tightened even more if that was possible. I tried to get her to put me down but it looked more like when you pick up a pet. She put me down on all fours I tried to stand but she stopped me.
"You can't walk in the romper baby. You need to crawl. Now come. I am so excited to know what you think of your new outfit. I bet you'll Love it." she said as I crawled towards the mirror.
I was horrified at the person who looked back. I couldn't believe what I was wearing. I looked like a baby girl with the bonnet and everything. The diaper was huge and unmistakable. I saw the straps at my back which I guessed were the harness. There were 3 lined horizontally across my back which could be tightened if needed.
"Well, how do you look?" Claire asked
"I look so pwetty Miss Claire. My diapee looks so bigg. I can mawke lowts of poopies in it." I said in my best baby girl impression attempting to please her.
"Yes, baby I know. You look cute as a button in your new outfit. I knew you would Love it." she clapped her hands in excitement.
She picked me up again and sat down on a rocking chair with me in her lap in a baby position. "I know you must be tired so I thought to give you dinner in a bottle tonight and then you can go to bed." She said as she opened a giant pink baby bottle.
It was of course pink with white dots on it. I looked at the bottle and then at her, pleading with my eyes to not humiliate me further but she gave me a glare and pushed the nipple into my mouth. I tried to hold the bottle on my own but I couldn't because of these stupid mittens.
Claire held the bottle for me and I quietly sucked on it. I don't know what she gave me but it was not half bad. It tasted like coconut water but it was sweet. I didn't mind it and drank quietly while she rocked me.
She had one hand under my head and the other was resting between my legs. It felt strange at first but as I drank, she proceeded to pat lightly between my legs periodically while rocking back and forth. It was strangely pleasurable for me.
I began wanting her to want her to pat me harder. My breathing became short and I realized I was turned on. I was hard and I felt all the blood rush to my cock as it throbbed. But Claire stopped as I had finished my bottle.
She then laid me down in the crib. She opened one of the drawers and took out a pacifier. This one was shaped weirdly on the inside. It was a lot like a popsicle. She pushed it into my mouth and tied it to the back of my head.
The pacifier also had a lot of frills and it further shortened my vision and I could only see through a small window from the gap between the frills. As my tongue ran across the pacifier, I realized it was not shaped like a popsicle but like a dick instead.
Claire gave a bop on my nose and said goodnight while turning the lights off.
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