Juliana

[Hello24;]

My first try at a story. Let me know if anyone enjoys it. Will continue with it for a while.

With the sun shining, and temperatures rising, it was quite a beautiful May morning. Almost any teenager would be ecstatic for weather like this, almost. Sixteen year old Junior just happened to be that exception. He sat in the back seat of the gray Rav 4 hopelessly staring out the window. Imagining how he’d spend this seemingly perfect day, all the fun he should be having. Junior was quickly brought back to reality though as the music was turned louder, and he wasn’t able to drown out the nursery rhymes any longer, in defeat he let out a heavy sigh. He’d scream, but he knew it wouldn’t do him any good.

After another 20 minutes or so of driving, the childish music finally turned down. As the car approached a red light the driver turned around to face Junior, “are you ready to see Nana today baby? I know she is super excited to babysit this weekend. She kept rambling on and on about it the other day”.

The pink pacifier in Juniors mouth did a wonderful job of hiding the smile so obviously had wanted to wear. Again he wanted to scream, run, to do anything, but didn’t. Knowing it was a rhetorical question, he just hung his head in shame. He just wanted the weekend to be over already.

The driver was Tara Williams, eighteen year old. She was a big girl for her age, slightly over six feet tall and nearly 200 pounds,  whereas Junior was 5’6 and 130 pounds, she dwarfed him. It had been a month already Junior had been subjected to this ridiculous treatment. And for the last month, if Junior wasn’t at school or or sleeping at night during the week, he was at Tara’s house, being treated like a baby. On weekends, it’s expected he stays all weekend, as a baby, no exceptions. It doesn’t matter who else is around, or where they are. Tara had also set up a few play dates between her new big baby and her friends babies. To help Junior learn to be the best baby he could be. He absolutely hated his life the way it was. As The duo arrived at her mothers house terra killed the engine exclaiming, “we’re here”!

With a heavy heart, Junior sat still refined to the backseat as Tara gathered her purse and the large pink diaper bag, and exit the vehicle and made her was the the back door. Junior knew better than to open the door himself, and even if he had wanted to, the child lock was on. His door was opened Tara let out a quick giggle seeing her teenage baby. Strapped in the backseat wearing his depends, pink satin fingerless mittens, a pink Barbie shirt that was little tight on his tiny frame, and a cute purple hair band with a sunflower on it.
 
“Ok sweetie, give mama your hand so baby doesn’t fall when going into nanas house”, Tara said as if she was talking to an actual baby.

Junior didn’t comply quick enough, which was met with a swift slap to his bare inner thigh. Junior let out a slight whimper which was muffled by the pacifier in his mouth. In a flash he was out of the car. If it was possible his face could’ve been anymore red than it already was he couldn’t imagine. As much as Junior hated being treated like an infant he really hated when other people can see the way he was treated. It was so degrading. He always felt so naked and infantile in whatever outfit he was forced to wear for the day, as Tara always decided for him. He especially hated how when anyone would ask why Junior was dressed as such Tara took such delight in explaining how he’s a “special” baby and he’s slow and needs extra help.

[Baby Mac]

Great start dear i love his discomfort and i hope it gets worse please keep going

[patticakes]

Welcome, Hello 24!  Your story shows much promise.  I am gratified to find a new story with my favorite theme,i.e., a young, sissy boy who is subjected to diaper discipline with all that comes with it: forced regression back to the toddler, if not the infantile state, and the utter humiliation of having a collection of females of a variety of ages, including his own age or younger acting as both witnesses and participants. What confuses me at the outset of your story is your offering that the boy is sixteen, and the driver, who is allegedly his mom, is but two years older.  Since your story is not too far along, I would like to suggest that you change the boy's age to twelve, the dawn of his adolescence when being regressed to babyhood can have such a profound effect. I also suggest that you change the relationship of the driver to the boy from mother to older sister, and describe her at age eighteen as being beautiful and sexy, just like her friends. Thank you, Hello 24, for offering what may turn out to be one of the best stories on this site in a long time. Thank you also for giving careful thought to my suggestions.

[Hello24;]

I’m glad people are enjoying it. And also appreciate the advice as well.

I ended up changing the story right before I posted yesterday.  And changed the drivers Taras backstory. She is not his mother, just a girl he had went to high school with. I will attempt to make it more clear in the next update. I also have been writing the story on my phones notepad. It definitely makes writing and editing the story more difficult.

But I have a lot written already, and plan to make it very, so long as people will enjoy it. I’m always open to criticism and ideas.

[dolly bo peep]

Hello24,

I am enjoying the first chapter of your story.

I think it's a really good start, especially for a first effort.

I like to speculate what might happen next, but ultimately you are the author.

I'm looking forward to your next chapter.

[WetPampers]

I am looking forward to read more, great start.

A sixteen years old going to playdates with real babies ... must be so humiliating.

[Hello24;]

The big baby was anxious as Tara fumbled with the keys to the front door. Junior just wanted to be inside, away from all the peering eyes. As the door opened the two made their way inside the modest house. Tara closed the door behind Junior and wasted no time in reminding him that “babies crawl when no one is holding their hand, right sweetie? Now get down and follow me baby. Remember go up the stairs one at a time”. As she commanded, Junior got down on all fours, made his way to the stairs, sitting one one stair then the next. Just like you’d see any other toddler doing.

Slowly making his way upstairs, he couldn’t help but think back to how he even got into his current predicament. Just a month ago he was your average teenager, enjoying the end of his sophomore year. Juniors home life wasn’t so great. His father had left his mother sometime before he was even born. This really took a toll on his emotionally drained mother at the time. After Junior was born, his mother Sarah, started drinking heavily, something she’d continue to do even now. Junior learned from a young age that his mother never seemed to care about what he did as she wasn’t home much, she was out drinking with god knows who. He also had to learn to take care of himself early on in his life. But school use was a distraction from that, somewhat. Other than the fact he had to endure endless bullying from none other than Tara. She was the terror of the school, and she especially enjoyed picking on Junior, no, she loved it.

Tara as one of her cruel tricks created a fake dating profile and used the picture of a stunning woman she had found online. With the intention of making Junior believe he had a chance with this gorgeous girl, then revealing herself when the timing seemed right. She figured it would be a great way to humiliate him. As soon as she sent the first message Junior, who couldn’t believe this girl was messaging him, answered instantly and took the bait. Things started to progress between this fake lady and Junior, they quickly began to start talking dirty to one another. Tara laughing the entire time decided to ask her victim to send some exposing pictures. Like pictures of him j***king off, wearing a pair of his moms panties, him posed in a variety of poses, and more of the likes. Once Tara had realized what had happened, and the goldmine of blackmail she had just received, fell backwards on her bed wearing an evil grin.

On the first day of the last month before school was over, Tara decided it was time to act. She cornered the teenager at school, one day, and revealed everything and that she had every photo he sent this lady. Without giving Junior time to react, she simply said, “Now if you don’t want these photos and this conversation to be spread around the entire school. You’ll come over to my house right after school. Ok.”, and walked away. With little choice and panic setting in, Junior nervously did as he was told.

As he approached her house, which was only 4 houses down from his, his head was racing a million miles a minute. As he was going to knock on the front door. As he reached to knock on the front door, Tara opened it before his hand even connected. Pulling the nervous teen inside and locking the door behind him. Grabbing his hand she lead him to the living room, sat Junior on the couch and said, “I’m so glad you decided to come”!

“Tara listen can we just work this…”, Junior tried to get out before being cut off by his bully.

“Stop”, Tara commanded staring at the poor boy very intensely. “Do not interrupt me again please. So i’ve been thinking, what I want to do with you exactly. I mean look at these pictures”, she said as she glanced at her phone, swiping occasionally and giggling.

Juniors face went red, and he looked down in shame meekly replying, “no”.

“Good”, she replied, “so this is what going to happen, and this does not require a reply”. Her eyes had a very intense look. “As you know, I had my daughter about 6 months ago. What you don’t know is that my her dad took custody of the child. I only get to see her 1 weekend a month. Its awful, I miss her all the time. But anyway, I think it would be just so amazing if you played baby with me since she’s not here”, She gleamed.

Junior, now staring at Tara, mouth open in disbelief of what he just heard. He gave a weak attempt to stand and tried to protest. But Tara reach out, one hand pushing him back onto the couch, the other placed over his mouth to quiet him.

“I said I didn’t want you to answer baby”, she said firmly before continuing, “from now on until I say so you will be at my house whenever you can. I know for a fact you mom doesn’t care what you do. So realistically, if were not in school, I want you here. You can go home at night for bed time, but only on the weekdays! I want you here EVERY WEEKEND ALL WEEKEND. And I cannot wait for the summer when you can be here all the time”.

It was so much to take in, Junior didn’t know how to react. As he began to protest again, Tara again pushed him back onto the couch. She pulled her phone out displaying the picture of him in the panties, as a reminder. Junior went quiet and simmered down. Before he knew it, Tara had rammed a little pink pacifier with a butterfly on the end of it into his mouth. Her hand beginning to pull up his tshirt, she smiled widely, reached for Juniors shirt, saying, “Now if we’re playing baby, I think you need to be dressed just a little bit more appropriate”.