Laurece to Lolli

[derry]

Laurence finally gave up the struggle. He was award that he was peeing for what felt like a long time. Aunt Rosemary noticed the change in his behaviour and on his face. She talked to little Jessica. Then she handed the youngest person in the room the package.Aunt Rosemary looked at ‘Lolli’. She said:

    “Jess’ca has a special gift for Lolli; he must do a DEEP curtsy when he thanks her.”

Jessica handed him the gift wrapped present. For a second he thought it was towels. Then he saw the label:

    ‘Cloth baby diapers’.

Aunty had believed in the environment. Both her daughters had worn British style terry nappies.

Lolli cried but he obeyed:

  “Thank you I am SURE I will NEED this gift.”

Little Jessica said:

    “Lolli id welcome."

His deep curtsy revealed the soggy sagging diaper he was wearing. All the guests looked, pointed and laughed. Aunty explained.
     
“Lolli id bigger than most babies. Mrs Baker and I did some sewing. Our children do not need the didies. So we made some that will be 36 by 36 instead of 24 by 24.”

She added:

    “Bigger babies do more pp so you will need Lots of diapers.”

The nearly 17 year old delinquent had to also do deep curtsies to each of the 3 year old guests.
A couple of other little ones who had just got out of pull ups had gifts. He did 2 deep curtsies and said:

   "Thank you I am SURE I will NEED this gift.”

For large sized diaper pins.

And again.

   “Thank you I am SURE I will NEED this gift.”

For a pair or locking plastic panties.

The embarrassment was not over. He had one more large gift. The high chair was in his size and had extra straps. Meredith had worked hard on this gift. Again he responded to the geeky teacher’s pet.

   “Thank you I am SURE I will NEED this gift.”

Aunty had 2 more gifts for him. The first was a set of toddler style reins. Aunty remarked:
     
   “We do want baby to be safe when he goes out.”

He was horrified at this thought but still said:

   “Thank you I am SURE I will NEED this gift.”

The last gift was mittens. Aunty explained:

      “Some babies do twy to undo didies and make puddles.”

Again he did as he was told to do. A further deep curtsy showing his soggy sagging disposable combined with

    “Thank you I am SURE I will NEED this gift.”

Aunty instructed:

    “Hold out your hands.”

She buckled the mittens on his hands.

[derry]

Then Aunty asked:

    “Does oo want a diaper change?”

He nodded. Aunty picked him up and laid the child on his tummy.

    “BABY should crawl to the changing table.”

He obeyed. As he crawled the littler girls patted the plastic backed heavy soggy disposable diaper. When he finally got there Aunty lifted him onto the changing table. She pulled off his skirt. Then she strapped him down.

She untapped and held up the heavy VERY soggy yellow disposable diaper. As she was doing that Jessica said:

     “Me need potty.”


Mrs Baker pulled down the child’s jeans and her quite grown up looking panties.

    “Who’s a big girl then?”

Aunty wiped her nephew. His ‘tinkle thing’ no longer restrained stood up. She remarked:

      “I think Lolli does LOVE diaper time”

The door bell went. Jane let in a pizza boy. The young man saw what happened next. Aunty had slipped bulky old fashioned terry cloth diapers under her nephew. She then smothered his manhood with babyish terry cotton.

As she firmly fastened the diapers with the safety pins aunty asked.

     “Whose a big BABY then?”

He cried. The she slipped the plastic panties over the nearly 16 year old’s diapers. She carefully made sure that all the diapers were under the clear plastic panties.  She unstrapped him.

    "Let’s get baba into one of those ADORABLE dresses."

He did not resist. She buttoned the frock up at the back.

Aunty then lifted ‘Lolli’ into the high chair. She strapped him in firmly. Then she clipped his mittens to the arms of the infantile chair. He saw more than a dozen females of various ages. None wore dresses or skirts or diapers.

The girls and ladies ate their pizza by hand. Aunty put a bowl of mac and cheese on his tray. Then she put a bib on him. Aunt Rosemary lifted Jessica up and she spoon fed the boy.

Mrs Baker then took over. First Suzi and then Sammi spoon fed the older boy in baby dress and diaper. He then saw camera flashes. He saw in the mirror. His messy face and bib were clear. He could also see his diaper under the clear plastic panties.

[derry]

Aunty then had a surprise.

     “Nap time.”

She removed him from the high chair. Aunty held his mittened hand and walked him to the nursery room. She then laid him on the crib mattress. She strapped him down.

I think baby must be thirsty. She put the large baby bottle into the adolescent’s mouth. He drank the formula. It contained several additions. Of course there was a diuretic. In addition she included a sedative and a medication tending to weaken muscles. Half way through his feed he was hardly awake. He heard the low volume lullabies that were being played. He also half noticed as the changing table was brought into the room.

Aunty clipped his mittened hands to the crib bars. She pulled up the side and locked it in place.
There was no clock in the nursery. He could kind of see the wallpaper but the light was low. He could NOT hear anything outside the room.

He did not hear the discussion upstairs. Aunty explained clearly:

    “We are starting at the beginning with Loli. New borns sleep A LOT.

    “We need to UN-potty train him. I will explain at the next feed and change time that BABIES go pp as soon as they need to. If Lolli tries to put it off that will be PRETENDING to be a BIG girl.

    “Pretending is lying. That is naughty. And if Lolli is naughty Lolli will be punished.”

Laurence started to wake up. He thought he had a nightmare. Then he looked around. He was not able to move his mittened hands. He realised that he must have wet the bed. Actually he had wet those bulky baby diapers.

Suddenly the door was opened. The light was turned up. Aunty came into the room. She unlocked and lowered the crib side

Aunty really woke him up.

    “Do you need a diaper change?”

He found himself nodding. Aunty unclipped his mittened hands and undid the strap. She carried him to the changing table. She strapped him in place. She unlocked his plastic panties.

She wore plastic gloves. She remarked:

     “Bigger babies make DIFFERENT messes.”

She reached under his diaper. She felt his ‘tinkle thing’. He did indeed make another mess in his diaper. It felt nice.

[derry]

She then unpinned the terry cloth baby diapers and gently wiped him. Soon he was back in his crib getting another large bottle of formula. Aunty explained:

    “Lolli IS a baba. Babies do not use big girl words. When they need to go pp they just go. It is naughty if they try to be big girls and keep their didies dry.”

Laurence had no idea of the time at all. Sometimes he would get a diaper check and a feed after barely 1 hour. Other times it might be as long as 8 hours. During the day (though he did not know if it was day or night) he often had sedatives added to his formula. At night caffeine or other stimulants were added.
Laurence did NOT like being in soggy heavy wet diapers for a long time. He decided to try to put off wetting.

He could not see a clock. He thought he had avoided wetting for some hours. Actually it was not so very long.

Jane came into the nursery room. She reached through the crib bars. She felt. The diaper was dry and clean. She called up.

    “Mom Lolli’s diaper has not been used.”

Aunty came down into the nursery. She unlocked and lowered the crib side. She unstrapped him. She also unclipped the mittens. Jane and aunty lifted him up.

He was surprised to be laid on his FRONT on the changing table. He was strapped in place and his mittens were again clipped to the side of the table. Aunty lifted the nightie. She unlocked the plastic panties. She then unpinned him.

She surprised him:

    “Lolli’s a BABY. It is NAUGHTY to like and to PRETEND to be a BIG girl.

    “Lying is NAUGHTY.”

Laurence was lying on his diaper, but his bottom was now exposed. Aunty picked up a long wooden paddle.

   THWACK THWACK THWACK!!!

It hurt a LOT. He yelped and cried. The spanking hurt a LOT. He was not able to concentrate on keeping dry. He was aware that he was wetting the diaper.

The spanking went on:

   THWACK THWACK THWACK!!!

After a couple of minutes aunty had finished. She unclipped his mittens and removed the strap. She then turned him onto his back.

Aunty then picked up the now rather wet diaper. She smothered his manhood and again pinned the diaper on him. She said:
     
   “I   think baby might do more wee wee. Let’s have some more layers.”

She then pinned another clean diaper over the wet one. She pulled up the plastic panties and again locked them.

He was then carried back to the crib. Again he was strapped on his back and his mittens were strapped to the crib bars.

He got TWO large baby bottles of formula. There was a lot of diuretic in the feed. There was also a lot of stimulant. Aunty then let him see as she covered a baby paci with soap.

    “Open your mouth.”

He did not want his bottom to become even sorer. He obeyed. The pacifier was fixed in place. Aunty pulled up and locked the crib side. The nursery songs were turned up. The light was left on.
The next 4 hours felt like days, if not weeks. He could taste the icky soap. Again and again he had to pee. The very bulky diapers were soon very heavy. He did fear that they might leak onto his crib mattress.

He was VERY relieved when he finally got changed. His babysitters turned out to be Florence and Meredith. They first released him from the crib. Then they lay him on his tummy and instructed him to crawl. Florence patted his plastic panties and he crawled. Meredith recorded a video with her cell phone camera.

The actual change was done quite quickly. Still he cried as Florence removed the heavy soggy didies and commented. She wiped him quite quickly. This time the formula included a sedative.


He was kind of relieved to wake up in a wet diaper

[derry]

He kind of got used to wetting and being fed. I it was SOO nice that he got to make another mess in the didy just before the change. However it was not comfortable to have to lie for a long time in a wet diaper.

He tried to stay dry. Jane slipped in quietly on tip toes. He was only half awake.  She slipped her hand under his locked plastic panties. He was dry.  Then he was woken up by his cousin’s loud yell.

   ""Lolly’s being naughty and lying and pretending. "

Aunty came down. In less than a minute he was strapped on his front of the changing table. The diapers were unpinned enough to leave good target.

Aunty then applied a LOT of the sensitivity cream to his bum. She picked up a heavy birch

THWACK

THWACK

THWACK

 The first blow was enough to make him yelp. Aunty explained.

   “LYING is VERY naughty. Trying to keep didies dry is pretending to be a grown up. For a baby that is lying.”
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The caning went on. He hardly noticed how much he was soaking the diaper he was laid on.

THWACK

THWACK

THWACK!!

It felt like the worst nightmare ever

THWACK

THWACK

THWACK!!

Then he felt something pushed into his butt. A disposable diaper was taped on. Then aunty added another bulky cloth diaper over the already wet didy. She pinned them in place. The plastic panties were again locked in place. Again he was strapped back on the crib.

Jane and Aunt Roberta each gave him a LARGE BABY BOTTLE. The bottles contained cranberry juice, diuretic and a stimulant.

The lullabies were replaced by other childish songs. The volume was turned up. The light was turned up.
He could not sleep. In a very few minutes the suppository did its work. He really filled the diaper with poop. He found he was wetting A LOT.

It felt like he had been strapped down in stinky diaper for years. He also found he was wetting a LOT. It felt like years. He yelled and cried but nobody could hear him.

The nursery, a former bomb shelter was sound proof. Eventually Lolli just cried and cried.
Suddenly the door opened. Aunty arrived along with Jane. They heard him crying. Then put on gas masks. He heard Jane say:

    “Id Lolli a stinker?”

Aunty and Jane unlocked and lowered the crib side. His mittened hands were unclipped from the crib bars. Jane unstrapped him. Aunt and Jane carried him up stairs.

He was then walked into the back yard. Neighbors looked on. He was naked except for all those diapers and the plastic panties.

    “Now stay over the storm drain!”

Aunty ordered.

He was totally disorientated but did not resist. Jane and Aunty both wore gas masks. Aunty unlocked the plastic panties and pulled them down. He stepped out of them.

He was even more aware of the stink. Jane unpinned the outer cloth diapers. Then aunty did that for the inner ones. Neighbor ladies and kids looked on.

He looked and felt disgusting as the disposable diaper came off and he was aware of just how shitty he and his body was.

Jane cleaned him. She used a high pressure VERY cold water hose. After 20 minutes he was clean.

[Sissy Little Girl]

derry, poor Lolli is really being put thru the paces.  He doesn't know what time of day it is and he is really messing himself and wetting a lot.  It's a good story; so, keep up the good work. :D

[derry]

Lolly was glad when he was finally clean. He did not resist as he was returned to the nursery. Jane diapered him and put him into the nightie. She gave him a large baby bottle of formula. (As usual diuretic was added)

After less than an hour Laurence was aware of a need to pee. Jane had left the door to the bottom of the stairs open. The upstairs door stayed closed. Then aunty went down the stairs. She deliberately did so quite loudly.

As soon as the child heard the noise he wet his diaper. When aunty checked him she felt and noticed that the didy was not only soggy but also quite warm.

This time the diaper change did feel nice. Aunty having strapped him to the changing table reached under the plastic panties. His little man got big and then made a different mess in the didies.

   “Does Lolly like soggy didies?”

She asked.

Lolli found himself saying

   “Lolli love soggy didies.”

After about 4 more days Aunty and Jane were happy that the child had been UN-potty trained.

He was taken out of the nursery. He got to wear all those pretty dresses. He was spoon fed in the high chair.

He had more visitors. All were female except for one other person who was aged 12 months
Aunty asked him:

    “Now you have been invited to a party with Britney. Do you want to go in your pretty dress that shows off the diapers?”

He shook his head. So he went to the party in cream colored elasticised pants. Now as it happened he arrived early at the party. Britney lived in a walk down apartment. Aunty had given him lots of diuretic.

He heard girls going down the stairs. Suddenly he found he was wetting his pants