- Chapter Two - A New Beginning
As Ann and John drove home, she kept fingering the small package Dr.Whetmore had given her. She really liked Dr. Whetmore, and hoped she couldhelp John with his problems.
It seemed a little "silly" to have her grown husband in diapers, but ifthis was what he needed to get better, then so be it. Besides she'd alwayslike playing dolls and dressup when she was a little girl, and when she wasbabysitting she had always liked looking at the little boys when shechanged their diapers.
She even remembered one boy who was 12 years old when she was just startingto give up babysitting. She was 17 then, and had learned quite a bit aboutboys and girls, and had even felt some of her boyfriends getting hard intheir pants when she rubbed them the right way. They seemed to like it whenshe pressed gently on the front, but most of them just became helpless andengrossed in what she was doing to them, until they came in their pantslike babies wetting their pants.
Ann had like playing with this 12 year old boy who still wore diapersbecause he was a bedwetter, and watched him get all funny looking when shechanged his diapers and rubbed him with baby lotion. He seemed to go in hisdiapers too, but he never got them sticky like her older boyfriends, andusually peed his diaper right after he got soft again, so she'd have tochange him to put him back to sleep.
Now her husband of 8 years was wearing diapers, and was going to startusing his diaper just like the little babies Ann had babysat for so fewyears ago.
They got in the house and Ann prepared dinner for she and John. They talkedanimatedly about the revelations of this afternoon with the two doctors,and both felt comfortable discussing John's baby needs. After dinner, asJohn pulled out the plug from the sink he wet his diaper.
Turning to Ann he said "Please, Annie can you change my diaper. I'm allwet." to which Ann replied "C'mon now John you can still change your owndiapers. You're not a little baby yet !!"
Just yesterday these words would have seemed so strange to Ann, but alreadyshe was beginning to accept the inevitable change in her and John'srelationship.
Reluctantly, John went to their room and changed his own diaper, returningto the living room wearing a big blue disposeable diaper and Polo shirt.
As they sat looking thru the material Dr. Whetmore had given them, Ann wasamazed at how much their was for adult babies, as most of the infantilistswere called. An organization in California, called DPF had a regularnewsletter, and magazines and tons of stories for adult babies. They evenhad special big cloth diapers and baby panties, and cute baby styledclothing for big babies. The man who ran DPF, Tommy, was a big babyhimself, and sure looked cute in his rompers and diapers.
There were other magazines from Infantae Press in Seattle, Washington, anda lady in California, named Florence, who ran Amber E. They all had lots ofletters from big babies who were so happy to be able to return to theirbottles, and diapers and panties and having found mommies or daddies totake care of them when they needed some babying.
Ann particularly found an article entitled "The Mommy Solution" from DPFhelpful in understanding John's needs. She almost felt like crying aftershe read it, wishing she could be a mommy to all those babies in search ofa mommy.
As she put down the last article, she noticed it was almost 9:30. They'dbetter get going if they were going to listen to their special tapes thenget to bed. She noticed John was wet, and said "Get you diaper bag formommy John. You need your didee changed."
It felt strange, but natural, especially after reading the Mommy Solution.Ann wanted to try and help John.
As John dutifully returned with his diaper bag, Ann told him to lie down,stripped off his wet diaper, then powdered him, put on a fresh disposeablediaper, then put his headphones on him, connected to his personal cassettetape player and switched on the tape for him. Then she sat opposite him inher easy chair and switched on her own cassette player.
In minutes, both had their eyes closed, looking to all like they were soundasleep, while their subconscious minds absorbed Dr. Whetmores suggestionsfor their new life, as baby Johnny and mommy. Their minds were like emptysponges soaking up Dr. Whetmore's suggestions and instructions.
Ann was "learning" to be a good, stern mommy and to keep baby Johnny in hisdiapers and plastic panties as much as possible. Johnny was reliving thepleasures of babyhood, the feelings and sensations of warm wet diapers, andsquish messy diapers. The feelings of helplessness and dependence as he wetor messed his diapers uncontrollably or waiting for mommy to give him hisbottle.
When they woke up, Ann viewed John in a new light. He seemed somehowsmaller, more defenseless, like a baby needing mommy's protection. John toofelt differently about Ann. She was now the stronger, the one who would andcould give him what he craved and needed, if he was a good little boy anddid what she told him.
Ann looked at his sodden diaper, and jokingly but sternly said "Well, youare quite a little pisser aren't you. Get up to beddy bye and I'll changeyour diapers for bedtime. Looks like you're going to need a nice, thickdiaper to get thru the nited aren't you sweetie."
John smiled then meekly said "Yes mama. I need thick diapers 'cuz I wet alot at niteenites. Thank you mama." and toddled off to their bedroom.
Ann giggled at the sight of her husband toddling up the stairs in hissodden diaper. He actually looked like a toddler with a load in his diaperthe way he was walking.
Ann seemed to know there were a couple of "special" diapers in John'sdiaper bag, and as she took them out, was shocked at their size. They werehuge, but designed just like the ones she'd seen for little babies in thedepartment stores a couple of years ago. They were made with 8 layers ofthick cotton flannel, and then had another insert made of another 8 layersof flannel sewn in at the top and bottom. That meant John would be wearing16 layers of thick flannel in the diaper, which was kind of like quadruplediapering a real baby. He probably wouldn't be able to walk with that muchbetween his legs, but then where did he have to go. The bathroom was "outof bounds" while he was diapered, and those special locking diaper pins shefound in his bag, would make sure of that.
She found it kind of "kinky" as she thought of trussing her husband up inthese super thick diapers, then locking them on with the heavy locking pinsand keeping him that way until morning. As an after thought, she took twobaby bottles she'd almost missed out of the bag, and filled them with warmwater and cranberry juice. Somehow she seemed to know this combinationwould make him wet more heavily during the night, so he'd be sure to wakeup in very wet diapers the next morning.
Just as she hoped, John had put out his changing pad and mattress protectoron his side of the bed, and was lying there waiting to be changed. Shegingerly removed the wet diaper, thinking "The little bugger must have wetagain to be this wet." then cleansed him off with a big baby wipes. Nextshe liberally spread vaseline all over his bottom and took extra pains withhis weewee and front noticing the effect her gentle massage was having onhis penis. Just before it looked like he'd "erupt" she pulled the thickdiaper up between his legs, leaving him with a stiff hard on tucked safelyin 16 layers of diaper flannel. The pins snapped in place in a flash andthen on went the plastic panties.
All this fooling around was making her horny, but with John all trussed upin his diaper, what was she to do. Then an idea struck her. Babies weresupposed to be very oral, so let's see how oral baby Johnny was.
"Johnny, mommy got you all ready for niteenites, but mommy wants somelovings from her baby. Can you make mommy happy too ??"
John said "Sure hon, just let me get these off then I'll really show yousome lovings, then you can get me ready for beddy bye again. Huh.... Whatthe heck ??"
"Oh no Johnny. Once mommy puts your didees on for nitee nites they have tostay on until mommy changes you in the morning. Besides, babies who have towear diapers shouldn't have their little weewee outside their didees andpanties, or they might have a nasty accident and peepee all over the bed ormommy.
I think you know another way baby can make mommy very happy !!" and Anngently but firmly pulled John's head to her chest then put her nipple justinches from his mouth.
John didn't need another hint, and soon was sucking and tonguing hernipples, arousing her to new heights of pleasure. As Ann gently pushed hissearching mouth downward, he found a new "nipple" to suck on and with Ann'surging soon learned to use his lips, tongue and mouth to bring her time andagain to the heights of ecstacy.
John felt a new calm, peacefulness and a sense of helpless dependence onthis strong woman who was his mommy now, and as he felt her quiver for the5th time, felt his bladder emptying hotly, uncontrollably into his diapersand felt like he too was reaching the heights of orgasm, except his littleweewee was softly, limply being bathed in his peepee as he helplessly wethis diapers uncontrollably while pleasing his mommy.
Little Johnnie was learning his lessons well, and would find himself soonconditioned to repeat his lessons over and over again.
As Ann came down from heights she'd never know possible she could faintlysmell the urine in John's diapers and pulled him gently towards her breastsagain. As John suckled calmly, contentedly she began gently rubbing hisdiaper at the front and soon felt the swell of his manhood. She kept saying"Johnnie likes the feeling of his warm, wet diapers doesn't he ?? It feelsso nice to be in wet diapers sucking mommy's titties like a little babyagain doesn't it ?? Mommy loves her baby Johnny. Good baby Johnny wants towet his diapers all the time so mommy can make him feel good too."
John's subconscious was clouded by the sensations in his mouth, his diaperregion and especially in his cock as Ann gently stroked his erection in hiswarm, wet diapers. Soon he was oblivious to everything except thesensations and her words, and he KNEW it sure felt good to wet his diapersand to wear wet diapers like a baby.
As he came explosively, Ann kept saying "Good baby Johnny, you're wettingyour diapers again. It feels so good to wet your diapers. Good baby." andJohn's helpless subconsious made the indelible connection between thepleasure of orgasm and wetting his diapers helplessly. He was hooked andconvinced wetting his diapers made him feel this good.
Ann, his wife of 6 years, was turning him into a helpless wetter and heloved it.
As they drifted off to sleep, Ann turned on John's headset, then her own,and they both slept soundly, deeply, letting their subconscious mindsabsorb the pleasures of their new roles.
Tomorrow would see another small phase in the growth of their relationship,until Dr. Whetmore took them to the next platform.
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A New Day Dawns
Ann was awakened to the warm wetness of John's overflowing diapers. He'dwet so heavily during the night he'd supersaturated the diapers, leaking atthe pantlegs and wetting the changing pad and the bed. His loud sucking hadalso served to wake her, and she gently pulled his thumb from his mouth andgave him the remainder of his bottle from last night.
Obviously he'd taken the one bottle and drained it himself during thenight, while she slept, and started the second before going to sleep again.At any rate, he sure was wet. She'd try a little test and see how he feltabout it.
As John finished the bottle, he seemed to wake himself, and Ann said "Wellsleepy head, you sure slept soundly last night. How's it feel to wake inpissy diapers, like a little baby."
To her surprise, John said "Mmmmm, it feels real nice. It's so nice andwarm and make me feel peaceful. Thank you for helping me Ann. I know I canbe a good baby for you."
Ann smiled, then said "Well pissy pants, time to get you up, changed andthen off to work. You've still got a job to do and you can't stay in thosesopping diapers all day or you'll get a horrible rash. Off you go to theshower.
I'll have to think of something different for tonite, so I don't wind upsleeping in a puddle too. One bedwetter in the family is bad enough,especially one who wets as heavily as you do. Now off with you."
John swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, then almost felldown as quickly as he'd gotten up. "Jeez, these diapers must have a couplegallons of pee in them. They weigh a ton. Can't you change me here, thenwe'll figure what to do ?"
"No way. You're too wet to be changed here. Besides you're still a grownman, even if you do need diapers, so you get into the shower any way youcan. Crawl if you have to, but move it !!"
Obediently John tried again, but found there was no way he could walk withthe sodden mass between his legs. Crawl he did. Just like a little baby,only with the heavy sodden diapers he even had trouble crawling.
Ann laughed at the sight of her 33 year old husband crawling to the shower,in soaking, sodden diapers and then remembered the locking pins. As sheheard John get into the tub enclosure, then yell "I can't get these off.Can you help me please Ann ??" she started to laugh, kind of sneeringly andsaid "That's no way for a good baby to talk. Ask me nicely in a sweet babyvoice to please change your pissy diapers, and I'll consider it."
Reluctantly John started asking and eventually satisfied Ann by saying"Pweez momma change pissy baby Johnny's pissy baby diapers. Pweez momma."and Ann laughingly released the diaper pins letting the sodden diaper fallto John's feet.
After his shower, John came out to get ready for work. Instead of hisregular briefs, Ann had laid out a pair of thick, terry cloth pants, kindof like trainer soakers toddlers wear while being toilet trained. Johnyelled down to Ann "Hon these aren't what I wear to work, what gives ???"
His baby personna was receding as he got ready for a day at the office, andthe idea of wearing baby training panties was repulsive. Sure he neededdiapers at night time, since he was such a heavy bedwetter, but trainingpants during the day, no way.
Ann shouted up sternly, "Ok Mr. Pissy pants. You may think you're all grownup, but the evidence against you is in the washer now, or did you alreadyforget the condition of your diapers half an hour ago. Now I want you inthose trainers, and dressed and down here for breakfast in five minutes orelse !!"
Meekly John put the trainers on. They felt strange, yet somehow comforting.Maybe they wouldn't be so bad after all. They felt kind of like diapers,but not quite so bulky.
As they had breakfast, Ann explained "I know you haven't had any daytimeaccidents for quite a while, but we don't want to take chances. You've beenwetting quite heavily at night again, just like you did when you were ababy in diapers all the time, so the training panties are a precaution. Ifyou have a "little" accident, it shouldn't be so bad you get your trousersall wet. Just be careful and pay attention and go potty when you first feelthe need.
Remember now, if you wet your pants at all, it's back into diapers for youduring the daytime, too !!"
John hung his head and said "Yes ma'm. I'll keep dry. Sorry I yelledearlier, it's just that I'm not a baby anymore. I don't need baby pants atwork."
Ann just smiled, handed him his bag with two spare pair of pants, and said"We'll see about that."
Ann started her walkman with the music cassette and went about herhousework. As she proceeded she made a list of things she'd need. Enoughflannel for a dozen diapers, 4 more pair of plastic panties, two of thelarge bottles she'd read about and one of the neighbours had said she couldget at the local pharmacy in the back of the store.
Then she looked at the DPF magazine again, and the Carloyn's Kids catalogand ordered a dozen of the special extra thick diapers in print patterns,and the print nursery styled panties. She ordered 3 shortalls, two rompers,6 pairs of sleepers and two large soothers as well.
When she was done, she figured this would be a good layette to start with,and with her sewing talents she could make more cute baby outfits forJohnny.
Finally, she phoned the store Dr. Rotman had told her about. She wassurprised they would deliver this afternoon, no trouble, and set everythingup for her.
By the time John was due home, Ann had transformed the den into a passablenursery. A large padded table served as changing table, with shelves ofdiapers, panties and necessary pins, powder and lotions. A toy box heldlarge stuffed toys, some big hard rubber balls, and a cute large Roly Poly.
But the piece de resistance was the special bed. It looked now like aregular child's bed, with low mattress, two pull out drawers underneath,and a head and foot board. The beauty was it could easily be converted intoa full size crib, big enough for the biggest baby, complete with lockingside rails, large musical mobile to attach to the headboard and if needed alocking top.
Ann felt the extra touch of a private stereo system with speakers at eachend and both sides of the bed would be a nice touch, and make it easier forJohnny to listen to his special tapes in the nights and weeks to come.
This was going to be fun having a new big baby at home. She wondered howJohnny was making out.
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