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It had been a long time since I was bathed by anyone and it was only my mother that had ever done so. After a few weeks my parents went back to their routine of having one night out for themselves and had the girl babysit us. I did as I was told and she left the room saying she would be right back.
On the nights when they would not be gone long the girl would always hold and cuddle me and if my sisters were not around have me suck my thumb. She would often come over and play with my sisters and I. One day the girl came over and she was sucking on a baby bottle, which of course seemed strange to my sisters and I. She offered her bottle to my sisters and they refused and went off to play by themselves. I remember how soft it felt but also felt bulky between my legs. It all started back when I was just 7 years old.
Not wanting that to happen I was eventually able to wet the diaper. She would make more comments about me being her baby. She then slid the plastic pants over my diaper. I was crying all the while feeling so embarrassed being diapered by her Teenage diaper stories a little baby.
After a little time of nursing on the bottle I felt relaxed and realized I kind of liked it. Sometimes she would make me take a nap in the crib and take my bother to the living room. Those diapers are for my brother not me I said. She then placed me sitting on her lap and told me to never tell anyone about this or I would regret it. When the bottle was empty she placed me over her should and burped me. Eventually she managed to get the nipple into my mouth and held it tight so that I could not get it out.
That if I didn't wet the diaper she would put me to bed in it and my parents would see what a baby I really was. I was small for my age and had a bedwetting problem. When I had wet it I told her I had peed in the diaper. Before bedtime she helped my sisters get ready for bed and got my baby brother in his crib.
I told her to stop that I could take my own clothes off and take my own bath. On this one night when my parents were to be gone till late is when she really got started babying me. She was calling me a baby and saying things about how I would make a cute little baby. She sat down on a pile of old wood and placed me in her lap. She washed my hair with baby shampoo and made sure I was clean from head to toe. She told me to suck my thumb and not to get up.
I tried to get up to get away from her once I saw these things but she again grabbed me and forced me back down. Then she pulled it up between my legs and pinned it in place. I thought it was early for bed even for them. I was afraid of it and told her I was not a baby.
I never said anything to my parents about any of the babying and it kept going when ever she babysat us for the next year. She made me say that I was a baby and had to wear diapers before she would take it off of me.
We had not lived in this town that long but mom had made friends with a lady across the street from us. Once the others were in bed she came to me and picked me up. She sat me in the bath water and I realized she was using the baby soap that was used on my brother. She then slapped my butt and told me to be a good baby, that she was going to bathe me. Sometimes they would be out quite late other times it was just for a meal out. I was shocked that at my age I was really burped like a little baby.
I am the oldest of 6 children and male. She told me that there was now time for me to be her baby. She told me then that she would make me her baby whenever she wanted and I had better never tell anyone. Later she made me wet the diaper saying that I had to wet my diaper before she would take it off.
I saw no other way out but to drink the bottle as she told me to. To me she was beautiful and was different from other teenagers I had been around. She carried me in the living room and layed me on the towel. She had a teen aged daughter that I had a huge crush on.
The following summer my parents went to my aunts in another state for a week vacation. She must have realized my attraction and grabbed me and picked me up.
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It was odd but she took me into the bathroom and layed me on the floor. After that time she would sometimes come over and quietly tell me to come with her or else. She held me at the table and fed me the bottle. This happened many more times whenever she had time. She then took the wet diaper off of me and wiped me all over with a damp washcloth removing the baby powder.
She then told me to drink the rest of the bottle or she would keep me there until it was empty. I was curious as to why she was drinking a baby bottle. Being smaller and afraid of her I would go with her. Then she put me in my brother highchair and spoon fed me a jar of baby food. But for some reason I could not take my eyes off of the bottle.
I was crying and saying I did not need a diaper I was not really a baby. She dried me off and then she put baby powder all over me.
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I had become use to this and really began looking forward to her coming around. She then ran a bath and started removing my clothes. She said they were diapers for any baby and right now I was going to be her baby. She held me down as she told me to either lie still like a good baby or she would spank me. My mother had threatened me many times with diapers for the bed wetting but never followed thru with it. My parents always had their date night on Saturday night.
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When she was satisfied I was clean she picked me out of the tub and strapped a towel around me. Then she put me back in my underwear and pj's and put me to bed. I tried to fight it but knew I was no match for her. My sisters were 5 and 3 and my little brother was just a baby. When she came back she was carrying a cloth diaper and plastic pants and baby powder. She kept calling me her little baby boy and saying how cute I was in my diaper. But she did nothing with me so I figured she wanted some time to hold her baby, me.
She took me to this old shed in the back yard and carried me inside. We moved to a new town right after school was out for the summer. I am now 50 years old and very much an ABDL. As she tried to push the nipple into my mouth I tried to struggle free but she was too strong for me to break free.
I had become use to the baby treatment and in some ways even looked forward to it.