My baby rides a Harley. He has tattoos and a leather jacket. He does all the manly things to make people think he’s a tough guy, but I knows better.
When he gets home, he will strip out of the leather jacket and jeans, and wait for me, in a diaper and t-shirt in his room. He will curl up with a teddy bear, suck his thumb and watch his mobile sway in the breeze. His tummy will be rumbling and his diaper soaked by the time I arrive.
Poor baby.
I pop a pacifier in his mouth and lay him down on the fuzzy changing pad. I can’t trust baby in the bathroom and have no intention of cleaning up a mess. Perhaps when I am ready to potty train him I will get an appropriate potty chair, but right now, baby is only allowed to use his diaper. I inspect his diaper area and notice a slight rash. No baby of mine is going to get a rash! I open a tube of desitin and apply it generously, rubbing it into all the crevices around his cock, balls and ass hole. I hold the open diaper pins in my mouth as a wrap the thick cloth diaper around him and pin it snuggly in place. Next I slide the crinkly rubber pants up his legs and make sure it’s covering the entire diaper and the legs holes are tight to prevent any leakage.
I leave baby on the floor listening to his favorite lullaby while I head into the kitchen to prepare his bottle. When I get back, milk bottle in hand, he looks up at me shamefully. His entire diaper is wet.
Do you see that? That’s why you need to be diapered 24/7. You have no control. You could have told me that you needed to use the bathroom just moments ago. But it didn’t even cross your mind, did it. You were so happy to see mommy that you didn’t give a thought to your bladder.
I think we are a long way off from potty training.
I think you are going to be in those diapers for a good long time.
And mommy is tired of those boring boy cloths. It’s time to make baby pretty and add some fun frilly diaper covers. Don’t talk back to mommy! Mommy knows best!
Once again I change baby into a new fresh diaper, applying a new thick layer of desitin, baby powder and lotion. I get him ready for bed in his new pink footy pajamas with a sweet little lamb on them. They fit baby so perfectly showing off his round plumb diapered ass.
I wrap him in his blanket and pull him close as I offer the bottle, reminding him to be a good sissy baby and drink it all. Feeding time is always snuggle time. I like holding baby, wrapped tight in his blankets. I love to feel his feeble attempts to wiggle loose. I have a pink leather baby sleep sack nearby to put him in if he continues to struggle, but he never does. I can see him starting to doze and pull the bottle out of his mouth and replace it with a pretty pink pacifier.
Good night sweet sissy baby. Tomorrow mommy has a new frilly dress for you to wear instead of that stinky leather jacket.