A Model Son

[DaraJaney]

Their mothers went off to make coffee.  Soon afterwards the teenage babies heard giggling voices coming around the side of the house.  Six of their school friends who were all in the babysitters’ club arrived including the gorgeous buxom Paula.  “Hi!”  They tittered and laughed as they passed Jake and Janice in their bouncers.  They had brought inflatables and body boards and headed straight for the pool.

The mums came out clutching their coffees.  “Hi girls!”  Jake’s mum explained:  “The girls will be babysitting you today while we have a day out.”  Jake and Janice both sighed heavily – not that anyone noticed, being preoccupied by the way their dresses ballooned as they were bounced up and down.

Their mothers waved goodbye as the girls stripped down to bikinis and jumped in the pool.  Jake squirmed in his bouncer as his poor little boy parts vainly tried to enlarge within his chastity device.  He could hardly take his eyes off Paula’s boobs in her slender bikini top.  The girls splashed and played for a while until they heard the car drive away.

Paula went around the side of the house, her now damp bikini clinging to her wet body.  Jake suc-ked hard on his soother, trying to look elsewhere.  “Are they gone?” one asked from the pool.  “Yes!”

They all took off their bikini tops.  “Nnnnggghhh!”  Jake wriggled and squirmed in the bouncer but he was securely strapped in and could not help but look at the ample boobs on display all around him.  Paula’s, freed from the only slight constraints of her bikini top, bounced as much as Jake did strapped in the machine.

“We were told to take anything we want from the fridge.”  They disappeared into the kitchen and returned clutching ice-creams and cool drinks.  “Oh there are bottles of formula there for you and Mrs McKean will come and give you a feed at six apparently.”

Jake gave a pleading look and pointed with his mittened hand at Paula’s ice cream though his eyes were on her naked nipples.  “No, no.  Not for babies”, she tittered.  “Do you want your formula or not?”  Jake and Janice reluctantly nodded.

The bouncers were stopped and they were given large baby bottles of formula to clutch between their mittens.  They suc-ked on their teats unenthusiastically, watching the girls lick their ice creams.  It was so hot the ice creams melted quickly and a couple of girls ended up with cream dripping onto their breasts.  “Bet you’d love to lick this off”, Paula said to Jake as she fetched a tissue.  Jake was trying, not very successfully, to concentrate on his bottle and not make too much of a connection between the teat he was suc-king on and Paula’s nipples.

As the girls finished their ice creams they smiled at their charges who were dangling in their bouncers.  “You know your mothers have contracted us to come here every Saturday on a rota basis and babysit you?”  Jake and Janice paused momentarily in their suc-king, as that sank in.

“You know this babysitting club has existed for decades.  When we are too old for babysitting there’ll be lots of little girls coming up only too happy to take over.”  Jake and Janice chewed hard on the teats.

The bouncers were restarted and the girls stood watching as they supped their cool drinks and giggled at the frilly display.  Then they went back to the pool and spent the afternoon swimming and sunbathing as the bouncing babies could do nothing but look on, steaming under their layers of petticoats and thigh tights.

Mrs McKean came at six as promised.  The girls watched eagerly as Jake and Janice gratefully took a nipple each and suc-ked contentedly.  When they had fed, she told them she would be back for a midnight feed and told the girls to leave bottles of formula in the cot anyway.

Shortly after she left Jake could feel his tummy rumbling.  He presumed he had wet his nappy a number of times – he didn’t always notice anymore but his thick nappy felt quite soggy now.  He was in a fairly consistent toilet routine now and was due to soil himself in time for his change before bed.

He could tell as Janice shifted uneasily in her bouncer that she must also have established a similar routine.  When one of the girls fetched her towel in front of them, she went ‘”ew!”  Jake and Janice suc-ked bashfully on their soothers.

“I think it’s changing time”, the girl announced.  “Oh give it another half an hour!  We’ll change them just before bed at 7”, Paula shouted from the pool.  Jake and Janice whimpered as they continued to be bounced in fully messed nappies.

“I don’t know”, came the reluctant response as the girl looked doubtfully at their nappy areas and contemplated the effects of their being bounced up and down.  “Check at the top of their tights for any signs of leakage.”

The girl looked carefully under the billowing petticoats.  “OK clear so far.”  “They’re in those thick nappies for a reason!” Paula shouted.  The girls all laughed as they jumped in the pool yet again.  Jake and Janice grimaced on each bounce as they felt their mess squish about their bottoms.

It was horrible having their messy nappies changed by former schoolmates but it wasn’t as bad as being bounced up and down in their poo so the teenage babies gratefully cooperated in their changing.  They suc-ked contentedly on their soothers as they were cleaned with baby wipes and powdered all over.  Jake had to endure more playing with his chastity device as the girls confirmed that it was securely locked in place while he squirmed in discomfort.

The girls helped them into their pink fleecy footed sleepers, tittering as they buttoned them in and tied the simple lace trimmed pink bonnets on their heads.  The side bars of Janice’s cot were lowered.  “You’ll be cosy in here”, Paula said as she cleared out the dolls and toys to make room for both teenage babies.

Jake and Janice sat in either end.  “Now would you like a dolly each?” Paula asked.  The alternative was to be in the cot for 12 hours with nothing at all to play with.  Jake and Janice nodded.  “Which one would you like?” Paula asked Jake.  He squirmed as he studied the large choice of dolls available in Janice’s nursery.  He wanted a nice cuddly one.  Eventually he pointed his mittened hand at a large soft doll in a strawberry sweetheart dress.  “Good choice”, Paula giggled as she fetched Jake’s dolly.  Janice was similarly embarrassed to have to select a stupid doll but had spent enough long nights in the cot by now to understand that she needed to pick something so eventually pointed to a baby doll.

“And you can choose one rattle”, Paula told them.  Jake sighed.  Paula helpfully picked up each rattle and shook it to help Jake choose his favourite.  When one tinkled he held out his mitten.  Paula giggled as she slipped the rattle onto his hand.  Janice made her choice and Paula reached for the side bars.  The teenage babies suc-ked hard on their soothers, hugged their dollies and tried shaking their rattles as Paula locked the sidebars in place.

Their bottles of formula were placed at either end of the cot.  “We’ll see you next week”, Paula told them cheerfully.  “And every week after that.”  She pulled the curtains across the glass wall, closed the door and rejoined the girls in the pool with a big splash.

Jake and Janice shook their rattles and tried to ignore the screaming, laughing and splashing coming from the pool.  “Hey, I found a bottle of vodka!”

Jake removed his soother for a moment and spoke a few rare words.  “Any plan to escape?”  He replaced his soother immediately, being totally dependent on it now.  Janice looked down at her thick nappy bulging under the pink fleece.  He could see her flex her hands within the padded mittens and wiggle her feet in the footed sleeper.

She looked at the baby-proof catch on the high side-bars of her cot and then around the nursery at the range of baby dresses on their hangers and the harness dangling on the back of the door.  She shook her head, suc-ked hard on her soother and hugged her dolly.

THE END

[sarahpenguin]

That was really last good chapter, sorry it had to end. You should maybe take some time to rest in your heavily diapered & baby dressed moon kingdom so you don't get tired and worn out. :)

[Sissy Little Girl]

DaraJaney, I'm sorry to see the end of this story.  Janice and Jake have had quite a ride.  The girls really knew how to give Jake a nice view of the all of their boobs and cause him to be in discomfort.  Jake and Janice also had to endure the their bouncers with a messy nappy.

The end result of the day was them being put in Janice's cot for the night, even though it was still light out and they could hear the girls having fun in the pool.   

You did a great job with this story, DaraJaney.  I can't wait for your next endeavor. 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8)

[dolly bo peep]

DaraJaney,

That was a great finish to a great story.

I can just imagine Jake and Janice's sense of defeat, facing a lifetime of being humiliated babies.

It might be nice to eventually revisit them in the future. Janice's mother most likely set up a trust to fund them staying as babies for the rest of their lives.

[Sissy Little Girl]

DaraJaney, I agree with dolly bo peep.  It would be nice to know what happens to them.
 :D

[DaraJaney]

Jake had settled into his new life and come to accept that his future was in nappies and frilly baby dresses.  Life was easier for him if he went along with it and behaved like a good little baby girl.  Then his mummy smiled, his sister Diane laughed and he sometimes got little treats like lollipops or a new rattle.  If he appeared cross or tried to resist in any way he was given bitter, stringy mush to eat or was left longer in a stinky nappy.

But then one day a crew arrived to install cameras.  “You’re going to star on the internet!” his mummy told him.  With much drilling, cameras were installed at various vantage points – aimed at his play-pen, cot and changing table.  A large screen was also installed in the corner to display the live stream.  They tested each camera.  For the one pointed at the play-pen he was told to crawl around to ensure that the angle captured his frilly nappy cover beneath his petticoats.  Then he had to stand clutching the side bars so they could check his head, including his wide bonnet, was in the frame.

When he was put on the changing table Diane came in to help.  Jake was lying on his tummy looking up at the screen as they angled the camera to ensure it could zoom in with his bare bottom perfectly central.  Diane watched with amusement as he suc-ked on his soother.  “Why don’t you install a camera on this side so we can see the look on his face as he’s having his bottom cleaned and powdered?”, she suggested helpfully.

They agreed that it was a good idea and a camera was brought over for testing.  Jake looked on glumly as his face appeared on the screen, framed perfectly by the lace on his bonnet and with his soother bobbing in and out.  “If you raise the angle a bit you can get his bare bottom in the same frame”, Diane suggested.  The angle was duly raised and now Jake could see his own bottom being powdered by his mummy just over and behind the lace trim of his bonnet and he could observe how he started suc-king harder on his soother.

Another camera pointed at his bouncer and a further one was positioned behind it so his audience outside the window could be seen appreciating the display.  Further cameras were installed pointing at his play-pen and cot from lower angles so that he could be observed through the high bars.

When the stream was turned on, a counter recorded the number of viewers currently watching.  Jake watched with trepidation as it continued above 100 and then 1000.  By his first bottle-feeding in his high-chair it had topped 10,000!

For his first live nappy change he was aware that his mother spent a lot of time cleaning around his chastity device probably making sure that everybody got a good look in case they were in any doubt that this was a boy.  When he was instructed to turn over he looked up at the screen to see there were now six digits spinning.  He wanted to bury his head but his chin had to rest firmly on his changing table and he had no choice but to watch his own face with his bare bottom in the background.

He couldn’t wait for bedtime but first he had to perform for another nappy change and breast feeding by Mrs McKean which took place right in front of one of the cameras so he could be watched suc-kling in close-up.

Diane tucked him into his cot, propped up nicely on the lacey pillows, stuck a dolly under his arm and a rattle over his mitten before locking the side bars in place.  He could see on the screen how pretty he looked, staring up though the lace of his bonnet, suc-king hard on his soother with the fresh memory of Mrs McKean’s ample breasts firmly in his mind.  He squirmed and tried to discretely rub the front of his nappy but of course nothing could be felt deep beneath the pink fleecy sleeper, plastic pants and thick nappy and his chastity device was going to ensure he could not respond anyway.

It got darker outside and he desperately hoped for a little privacy when the light proved too little for the cameras to pick up.  He watched the picture deteriorate on the screen but then there was a blink.  He appeared all too clear again but in monochrome.  He realized that the camera had switched to infra-red and he would be observed throughout the night – probably by people in all time zones around the world.  There was still a six-digit number in the corner.  He suc-ked hard on his soother and hugged his dolly tighter.

[Sissy Little Girl]

DaraJaney, Thanks for the new chapter.  Jake is now an internet sensation.  He hates it because now he has no privacy.  Can't wait for more.  You hold your readers in suspense. 8)