Revenge is best served warm

[Andlat]

This has become less revenge and more simply a permanent lifestyle change. Todd is right when he wonders if there will be irreversible effects, but I get the feeling he won't ever get to return to "normal".

[LockednDiapered]

Love the latest chapters. Though I feel like you are concentrating them a bit. I could see you easily milk your last two chapters into seven. I would fluff up the Halloween Party chapter into five chapters alone.

The first one have Todd's mother and her business partners planning their holiday trip. Maybe Marcia be there and volunteer her and friends to babysit the sissy to score the house for the party. Then for the 2nd one have out "hero" having to deal with his babysitters and maybe go on about how different some of his sitter are with him. Then for the party break it up so the first part is him having his room being turn into a changing room. I would have made him break the ice and prove his "innocence" to the others by getting his diaper changed in front of the other girls. Then the second one being brought into the party as Marcia's pet sissy lamp, maybe another change this time in front of everyone in the party before bedtime and the last chapter with his first "free show".

Would make your last chapter into two. The return and getting his year of baby formula, though would have made it a year of both baby food and formula due to his is indecision. Since he has the high chair and all. Then a full chapter of his new thicker diapers. Maybe have a scene with the babysitter club reacting to his new diapers and all.

Sorry, it's a hindsight is 20/20 type of thing. Still love the chapter and keep them coming.

[DaraJaney]

When it came to bed time, Todd’s fleecy pink onesie bulged massively over his ultra-thick nappy.  Marcia sniggered as he waddled carefully over to his cot.  He climbed in and lay back feeling quite uncomfortable as his bottom was raised by the thick nappy.  Marcia fluffed up his lace-trimmed plush pillows, pulled the princess duvet over him and tucked it in.  “Oh, nearly forgot your night bonnet!”  She fetched his pink bonnet which fitted snuggly over his head with just a little lace trim around the edges.  She tied it tightly under his chin which would help keep his soother in his mouth all night.

She stood back and admired his angelic little face suc-king on his soother, framed by the lace of his bonnet and resting on the fluffy pillows.

Todd shifted uncomfortably and whimpered a little through his soother as his mother came in.  She lifted the side bars of his cot and made sure they were locked in the vertical position to keep him safely in until morning.

She saw his discomfort.  “Why don’t you try lying on your tummy?”  She lifted the duvet and Todd rolled over and settled in the position she suggested.  It was definitely better.  The vast bulk of the seat of his nappy was now up in the air.  She smiled at the way his legs bent around the thick nappy in a very babyish way.  Marcia tittered too.  They pulled the duvet over him again.

Todd was still concerned how he could sleep in this ultra thick nappy all night.  He sniffled a little and suc-ked hard on his soother.  “Don’t worry”, his mummy said, “you will soon get used to it.”  She and Marcia quietly left the room to the sound of more sniffling from Todd as he realized the implication that he was going to be staying in these thick nappies.

He flexed his hands in his mittens but they were firmly strapped on.  He squirmed in his onesie but it was fully buttoned up and enclosed him effectively from his feet to his neck, feeling extra snug over him due to the extra bulk of his nappy.

He looked up at the side bars to check the latch was in place.  It was and the handle was turned down flush with the panel so he couldn’t budge it with the mittens on.  Even Lucy could easily open it and lock him in again whenever she wanted to.

He could hear the TV on now and his mother and Marcia laughing at a game show.  There was no doubt he was confined to the cot now for the night.  He just hoped he could sleep through most of it.  He started a gentle rhythmic suc-king on his soother that usually helped.  But the ultra thick nappy made it very difficult to find rest.

The next morning he found it very difficult to bring his legs together when having his nappy changed.  He no sooner managed it than they were pressed apart again by a clean fluffy thick nappy.  Strapped into his high-chair for his morning bottle of formula Lucy couldn’t help but snigger at how widely his pink legs dangled at the front as she tucked into her fried breakfast.

“You’ll be going to the crèche today!” his mother announced as if he should be excited about it.  “I think you should be able to walk that far.”  Todd sighed at the prospect of having to waddle to the crèche.  “Perhaps we should allow more time to get there.”

He stood in front of the hall mirror as he was strapped into his harness, once more dismayed at how little of his nappy his pink dress now covered.  His mummy adjusted his bonnet and gave the reins to Lucy.

Todd waddled miserably down the road with Lucy tugging constantly on his harness to emphasise her control.  His mother walked patiently alongside while he struggled to make progress.

The primary school children were arriving at the same time on the other side of the road.  Soon there was a gaggle of children pointing and laughing at Todd in his enormous nappy.  He felt the warmth of pee spreading within.  He consoled himself with the thought that the crèche ladies wouldn’t have to change his nappy now just because of one wetting.

As he waddled in the door and the ladies all smiled brightly at his new even more babyish appearance, his mother told them “he only needs to be changed now if he soils himself.  There is one clean nappy in the changing bag there.  Can I leave him here until 6pm?  I have a meeting in the afternoon.  There’s lots of formula in the bag there for him.”

“Certainly, well I think Baby Todd will probably have to do number twosies in that length of time!”  Todd cringed.  She was right.

[sweet baby katie]

Darajanie:  so many have said what a wonderful story this is... it is true.  Thank you for your delightful work.

[DaraJaney]

“My friends are coming over for a card game this afternoon”, Todd’s mother told him as she was changing his nappy.  “I want them to see you in your new lavender outfit.”  Todd cringed.  This was the worst dress ever.  He looked over at his growing collection of baby dresses on a rail in the corner of his nursery.  The lavender dress was mostly a ball of fluffy petticoats.  The layers appeared to be countless.

He disappeared into the ball of fluff and came out the other side.  His mummy pushed his arms into the puffed sleeves which had heart shapes sown onto them.  Then she buttoned the dress up the back and smoothed the lavender satin over the mound of petticoats which flared from just below Todd’s arm pits.  The petticoats were longer than his arms so his arms just rested on top of the petticoats and he knew from experience that to pick something up from the floor of his play-pen he had to get up on his hands and knees.

There was one huge heart sown on the front of his dress in white lace.  The matching bonnet brim was also shaped like a heart.  “Amazing how they managed to find tights in exactly the same shade”, his mother observed as she pulled the extra large lavender tights up over his ultra thick nappy.  Then she held up the matching nappy cover.  Another large lacey heart was sown onto the ample seat.  His lavender booties had, yes you’ve guessed it, hearts on either side.  He knew they were able to charge a four figure sum for this, their top of the range design.

In his play-pen amongst the billowing petticoats he could really do little but sit there with his rattle pressed onto one mitten and clutching a dolly under his left arm.  The dolly even had a lavender dress.  In fact Todd was quite jealous of her dress which was a smart slim dress below the knees without any lacey embellishment.

Any attempt at much movement resulted in an embarrassing fluttering of petticoats, flashing of frilly nappy cover and frantic efforts to regain any semblance of order in the flurry of lace.  Much easier to sit there looking cute, shaking his rattle.  And that’s really all his mummy wanted him to do.

His play-pen had been moved to the lounge right beside the card table so the ladies could admire Baby Todd and his new lavender baby dress while they played.  “Now if you are a very good baby today and impress the ladies, then you can have some chocolate ice-cream this evening”, his mother told him.  Todd’s eyes widened.  Chocolate ice-cream??!!  He’d had nothing but formula for two months now.

When the ladies arrived, Todd was smiling broadly and shaking his rattle happily.  “Oh isn’t he darling!”  “I think Baby Todd loves his new dress!”  Todd was cringing inside but smiling desperately outside in pursuit of the ice-cream.

Camera phones were taken out.  Todd was struggling to keep the smile up.  These were sure to be shared on social media.  “Does Baby Todd love his pretty lavender dress?” Mrs Hamilton asked while pointing the phone at him.  He had no choice really if he wanted the ice cream.  He smiled and shook his rattle for the photo.  She pressed a button.  “Excellent video!”  Todd was mortified.  He saw her press another couple of buttons, doubtlessly “share” and “public”.

The ladies were delighted as he continued to play with his rattle and hug his dolly beside them as they played.  “He looks so happy now”, another lady observed.  “I think he’s found his natural self now as a sissy little baby”, his mother really pushed it.  They all looked at him.  He couldn’t jeopardize the delicious ice cream at this stage.  He gurgled a laugh.

He knew to roll over and crawl across the pen to give them a good view of the lacey heart on his butt.  “Oh look!  So pretty!”  It took him several minutes to settle his petticoats down around him again so he could resume his angelic pose, looking up through the lace of his bonnet, suc-king on his soother.

His face practically hurt after all that smiling.  He was strapped into his high-chair anxiously awaiting his reward.  Lucy stood on a stool to tie his lavender bib around his neck.  His mother was about to open the fridge when the phone rang.  She went to answer it.  His mouth was watering.

Todd kicked his widely splayed lavender legs in midair impatiently as his mother talked on the phone.  She smiled back at him still enjoying the lacey lavender vision.  Eventually she finished her call, fetched the tub of ice-cream and spoon fed Todd.

His head almost exploded with the taste after two months of formula.  He bounced up and down in the high-chair in excitement, kicking his legs and flailing his arms.  His mother laughed.  “Lucy get the camera.”  Todd didn’t care about being filmed looking delirious in his lavender baby dress in his high-chair, the ice cream was so good.

A few days later he was parked in the lounge again for another visitor.  This time he was in his usual prettiest pink baby dress with matching bonnet, tights, nappy cover and booties.  He was under a similar promise of chocolate ice-cream if he was suitably impressive.

He gave a great performance.  Smiling, shaking his rattle, shaking his frilly booty, looking up as cutely as possible in his bonnet.  The lady seemed impressed.  She took out her camera phone.  “Does Todd love his pretty pink baby dress?”  He shook his rattle and gurgled though his soother.  “Does Todd like his big thick comfy nappy?”  He rolled over and displayed his frilly nappy cover again and she was suitably pleased.

As she was leaving, Todd’s mouth was already watering with anticipation.  His mother showed her to the door.  He could just hear them from in hallway.  “That’s fine.  I can report back to Social Services that he is perfectly happy in his nappies and baby dresses.  We won’t bother you again.”

His mother came back into the lounge.  Todd didn’t look so happy now.  He was clearly soaking his nappy.  He got his ice-cream but it somehow tasted quite bitter.

[DaraJaney]

“We have another visitor!” Todd’s mother announced as she entered his nursery.  Todd looked up from his play-pen.  A lady walked in followed by a boy who looked a couple of years younger than Todd.  He was wearing a baby blue sailor suit onesie with a matching sailor hat and he was suc-king on a soother.  Todd could see the bulge of a nappy under the onesie but it was nothing like the thick nappy Todd was wearing – probably a relatively thin disposable.

“This is Baby Mark”, his mother introduced the unfortunate boy.  He wore white knee socks and his sailor suit onesie was trimmed with frills at the cuffs and leg openings and it had a wide lace collar.  Nevertheless Todd was quite jealous of the boy’s outfit even though, in any other context, it was quite a sissy ensemble that would clearly get him beaten up by any self-respecting boys he might encounter.

Compared to Todd’s pink baby dress with matching bonnet, pink tights and booties, it was positively butch.  “Say hello Baby Todd!” his mother instructed him.  Todd shook his rattle in welcome and wondered if he should also present his dolly which was clutched under his arm.

He saw the reaction on Mark’s face as he realized the pink vision in front of him was actually a boy.  He looked around the pink frilly nursery in something of a shocked daze.  He could see that the play-pen, cot and high-chair were all made specifically large and pink for Baby Todd who was clearly immersed in this sissy frilly world 24-7.  Suddenly his baby blue onesie didn’t seem so bad.

“Oh what a pretty baby dress!  I love the cute bonnet!” Mark’s mother commented.  She looked back at her little boy and he felt sick as she was clearly wondering how he would look in something similar.  Mark suc-ked hard on his soother.  “Where did you get those pink tights?”  Mark was suddenly grateful for his white knee socks but wondered where this was all going.

“Do stand up Baby Todd!” his mother instructed.  Todd rolled over on his knees first and used the bars of his play-pen to haul himself to his feet.  Only then did Mark and his mother fully appreciate his frilly nappy cover and enormously thick nappy forcing him to waddle across the play-pen.  Mark’s eyes widened and his mother put her hand to her mouth “Gosh!”

“Yes well Baby Todd needs to wear a nappy now and wets himself several times a day.  In fact I presume that he is wetting his nappy right now as he always seems to when we talk about it.”  Mark looked for some reaction from Todd to contradict this assertion but he just studied the carpet as that warm feeling spread around his nappy.

“Baby Mark is not incontinent yet”, his mother smiled down on him.  Mark whimpered a little at the word ‘yet’.  “Do you like Baby Todd’s pretty dress?” she asked him.  He suc-ked on his soother in panic.  Offering contrary opinions to his mother’s had not gone well for him recently but he was terrified to suggest in any way that he was anything other than horrified by Todd’s pink petticoated dress.

“I think your sailor suit if very smart!” Todd’s mummy commented.  Mark tried to look as pleased as possible with the compliment.  He had thought his onesie was totally sissy but it suddenly didn’t seem so bad.  He managed to smile a little.

“All of these clothes and nursery items are available on our website of course”, Todd’s mummy reminded them.  “I must take a look”, Mark’s mummy responded as Mark suc-ked hard on his soother desperately hoping that she wasn’t going to buy him a baby dress or a big pink cot.

“Shall we go?” she asked him.  Mark nodded eagerly and smiled at the prospect of getting away from the extremely disturbing scene.  His mother took a white leather harness and Mark turned helpfully for her to slip it over his onesie.  “That’s a good baby!  You weren’t so helpful when we were leaving the house earlier”, she teased him.  Mark reckoned he had better be a good baby boy or he might end up like the unfortunate Todd.

As his mother tightened the straps around him she added “I need to get a few things at the Mall on our way home.”  Mark cringed.  He was about to be paraded around the busy Mall in his baby blue frilly onesie!  But he didn’t want to annoy his mother.  He looked again at Todd in his pink dress and enormous nappy in order to try to be grateful.  Mark managed to force a smile before being tugged out by his reins.

[antonia]

What a brilliant and wonderful twist. Please keep this going a little longer as it is enthralling!