Chapter #11He tries to escape. by: Wikia   Steven starts to panic, realizing that he was in the same boat (or stroller, in this case). He was being babied by an anonymous stranger just as she was. Now she lets him do whatever he wants with her, and then he'll be next. He struggled as hard as he could, tugging at the buckle that kept him tied to the stroller in a vein effort to escape, but to no avail. The buckle just would not unbuckle for him.
He felt his whole body tense. He thought it was the sound of the girl's diaper ruffling as her nurse undid it, but he quickly realized that the tensity was not actually coming from Ashley. It was coming from a strange cringy sensation moving through his body downward. Uh oh.
No no no no no NO! This can't be happening, he thought to himself. He struggled in his seat, trying to get out of his seat.
"Hey lady!"
"Yes sweetie?" Ask Judy.
"Could you get me out of here? I need to use the bathroom, real bad!"
"You need to go potty? That's okay Steven. You can go in your cute little diaper and mommy will clean you after," said Judy in her usual, babying tone. This women was obviously insane.
"Dammit woman, I'm not playing with you. I need to go real bad and I need to use a po-BATHROOM!" He caught himself, almost saying 'potty'. What the hell?
"I'm your mommy, and your my baby. It's my job and duty as your mommy to clean up after my wittle baby boy." He poked as his stomach as Steven suddenly lurched forward. Without warning, he felt an icky mess ooze into his seat, feeling the hot, goopy mess spread under his butt. He tried to clench it, struggling to stop the flow pouring in his diaper, only to feel a hot stream of pee enter the front of his diaper instead. He had no muscle control just like a baby, and this terrified him.
A fifteen-year-old boy just entering high school just took a dump in his pants. He kept his body still, both out of shock and as a way to keep the poop from spreading.
"Aw, you all done sweetie?" Asked Judy.
"Shut up and die," Steven muttered under his own breath, shortened by the smell of his own waste.
"Come on baby boy. Let's get you cleaned up," said Judy. The nurse picked him up, unbothered by his weight, size and the load in his diaper. Her arm supported his bottom, spreading the mess in his diaper as he tried to keep his balance in her arms. He saw the male nurse put Ashley back into her seat, strapping the freshly-changed girl into the stroller as she sucked on her pacifier, content.
Judy placed him on the same changing mat, Judy unbuckling the straps on his overalls as she effortlessly removed his clothes, leaving him in his t-shirt and soiled diaper. To his shock, she effortlessly untaped the diaper, something he tried and failed to do earlier. As she opened up the front of his diaper, Steven covered his own face with his hands, mortified and horrified by what was happening. He could practically feel Ashley staring at him as he felt Judy wipe the poop from his butt with a cold wet-wipe. The change felt like it took forever, feeling the powder being rubbed over his now-hairless groin, until she strapped a fresh diaper over him.
"There you go baby boy. All nice and clean," cooed Judy. She pulled his hands out of his face as she peppered Steven's face with kisses.
"Such a well-behaved little boy, isn't he?" Said Jefferson.
"He's my little angel," said Judy as she picked up Steven - leaving him in nothing but a shirt in a diaper after putting the overalls back into the diaper bag - as she placed him back into the stroller. He looked to his bare-feet, ashamed of himself as he tried not to look at the girl sitting next to him.
"You get used to it," he assumed Ashley said, her words muffled behind her pacifier.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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