Proof of Intent

[BabyJay]

Hi Antonia, great start and look forward to coming chapters. I am guessing Lisa has a lot more than 6 months planned for his babyhood judging by all the expense she has incurred.

[antonia]

Chapter 6

James was slipping away fast by the time he had finished the large bottle of doctored milk, which contained sedatives, muscle relaxants and a few other things to help reduce his libido and weaken his spirit.

He lay in his cot in his damp nappy which Lisa decided was not sufficiently wet to be changed at that moment, beside she wanted him to be used to being left in a dirty nappy and for him to acclimatise and normalise this feeling.

She went to the cupboard and pulled out the most beautiful pink bonnet that could ever be imagined, made of the softest angora wool, with a trim of fluffy synthetic boa, lacy ribbon, and other trimmings. Inset into the sides of the bonnet were tiny ear buds that were blue-toothed to her phone. These were subliminal messages that repeated continually. She carefully tied the ribbons beneath his chin, ruing the fact that his constant drooling was likely going to spoil his new headwear.

James slipped deeper in to sleep but she was pleased to see that he suc-ked confidently on his dummy which pumped rhythmically as he breathed and fell into a pattern that he no doubt found a comfort.

“Wetting your nappies makes mummy very happy. You like wearing a wet nappy because it shows mummy that you love her. A wet nappy against your little wee wee make you feel very excited and shows mummy that you can be a very big boy for her in your nappy. Mummy really would like to see you soil your nappy, and do a big poo for her. A dirty nappy would make your mummy so proud of her new baby James. Can you imagine how wonderful it would feel to have a big poo poo pressing out the back of your fluffy nappy. You don’t have to worry where you are, you can just do a poo straight in to your nappy and mummy will come a make you nice and clean afterwards. It is quite normal for baby to pee and poo in their nappies, mummy expects her baby to be wet and dirty. She loves a filthy nappy.” The tape went on endlessly and James absorbed all this information in his drug induced sleep. It was not even seven o’clock.

Lisa looked with joy at her new charge. She loved her new potential life, no more partying and lavish life style mixing with over-sexed boys who wanted nothing more than to get in her knickers and fondle her breasts. The truth was that she enjoyed the fondling, she enjoyed the foreplay, she adored the orgasms, but the actual act of penetration left her cold. The risk of pregnancy terrified her, all through her formative years her mother had warned her of the evil results of unmarried sex. She had gone in to elaborate details of how Lisa had almost killed her, so complex and difficult had been her labour and delivery. So it was, that Lisa was traumatised by the idea of pregnancy and childbirth.

Over a period of many years she had developed her plan, a way to avoid getting pregnant, a way to have the child she most certainly wanted without the pain of childbirth. Her planning was immaculate down to the very finest of details, how to ensnare the best subject, how to quickly mould him into the baby she wanted. There were many facets that were going to be very difficult to achieve, indeed she would have to try several experiments to achieve her aims. She hoped they would succeed because failure could easily damage her subject.

She lent over and kissed James on his forehead and activated the latches on his cot. The rails came up and the bed dropped to the floor. He was now secure and a growing yellow stain at the front of his nappy showed that he was settling in perfectly.

[BabyJay]

Sounds like Lisa definitely has long term plans for James. I should think, with his current 'medication' He will be totally nappy dependent in a couple of weeks and then there will be no way back.

[bonzodoug]

So great!
It’s easy to see how her mother frequently telling her about the pain of childbirth would put her off not just child bearing, but also being penetrated.
It would be wonderful to see how she incorporates her enjoyment of orgasms into the new life she is creating…
And are we going to meet her mother? Is she dominant too?

Such great work. Thank you.

[antonia]

Chapter 7

Lisa tidied the nursery and collected up his dirty washing and put it in the laundry hamper. She went downstairs and cleaned up the kitchen. Everything had to be spick and span for the next day because she had a small staff joining her.

She did not want to be working the whole day cleaning and cooking, so she had Mrs Warren joining her as a housekeeper to look after the catering and general running of the household. To help the housekeeper, she had Maria joining them as a chamber maid who would also look after the laundry which was going to mount up as James became her baby. Finally, she had Caroline coming, who was a Norland trained nanny and a fully qualified SRN who had previously been a sister within the NHS.

Lisa had explained during the interview that James was going to be a bit of a surprise for them all, but that he was her boy friend who had expressed some strange desires which she was pleased to indulge. They would all live in the mansion and would all be sworn to total secrecy and not talk to anybody about what happened under her roof. In return she rewarded them with salaries that were extremely generous.

She went in to the lounge and picked up the baby shawl that she had wrapped up James during his feed. She put her head into its soft fluffy folds and inhaled deeply; it smelt of baby powder and James. She took it upstairs to the nursery and sat in her nursery chair looking at James suc-king peacefully on his binky. She stuffed the end of his shawl into her pants and rubbed herself intimately. James interrupted her thoughts with a series of grunts. He was soiling his nappy as she looked at him. Immediately she became sexually aroused and started to take herself to a most outrageous orgasm that went on and on. She smelt the shawl and it was now mixed with the aroma of a freshly dirtied nappy, she was in ecstasy.

James had fought the sedatives and was fighting his way through the layers of cotton wool that fogged his brain. Slowly he shook his head to try and restore some sense of normality and realised that what he felt in the back of his nappy was no dream, but a smelly symbol normally left by a six-month-old baby as it slept. Yet, there was something in the back of his mind that told him that this was perfectly normal, and as he tried to sit up, the great mass cementing his terry nappy to his behind was positively sensual. A sudden flood of pee rushed down the front of his nappy and trickled between his legs to join the humiliating log, further heating up the source of his elimination. To his amazement he felt himself start to grow firm and an erection begin to grow.

Lisa, radiant from her own moment of fun, had lowered the bars to his cot and was sitting on the cot next to James. She spooned up to him, forcing the log back between his cheeks, while one hand encircled him and massaged the front of his plastic pants, the other hand pushed and gyrated against his bottom to further accentuate his infantile act.

“What a good baby you are to make a dirty nappy for mummy. It feels so good to go poo poo in your nappy, doesn’t it, my little one?” she encouraged him by mashing his filthy mess into his bottom while encouraging him to jack off in his nappy. James was fighting so many conflicts, so many taboos had been broken, grown men did not shit themselves and then get so sexually excited that they had to masturbate into the same nappy they had just fouled.

Lisa could read that James was in conflict. “Come on James, c-um in your nappy for Mummy, you are so clever to go poo poo in your nappy. Not many men could be so clever to go against their training and return to babyhood in such a short time. Look at you in your wet and stinky nappy, I am so proud of you, my darling baby. Show Mummy how clever you are again and go spurties in your nappy again.” She increased the speed of her administrations and James surrendered to all the stimulation and triggers that had been planted. In a minute he was pumping his seed into the wet terry cloth of his nappies. The association between a dirty nappy and sexual excitement was now firmly established, he would find it very difficult to disassociate such feelings in the future.

[antonia]

Chapter 8

Lisa began the rather horrid task of cleaning up James. The details are rather graphic and not worth repeating here! She came to the stage where she began to apply the protective creams that prevented him from getting nappy rash. She looked at his sissy stick, which fully erect was not spectacular at under four inches in length. Length doesn’t matter, right?! Now it lay in her hand limp and exhausted.

She reached into the baby basket and pulled out a small tube containing a special cream she had formulated by a chemist friend of hers. It contained a number of special additives; proteolytic enzymes from papaya and pineapple (papaine and bromelaine) used as debriding agents in burn treatments to eat necrotic tissue and to soften tough meat in cooking; complex steroids and hormones that were banned for use in cosmetics and another ingredient that for copyright reasons cannot be revealed. In a few weeks, this cream code name “Shortex” would have significant effect on his member.

She applied a generous amount and despite having recently ejaculated James managed to find the energy to create another boner, which was excellent for the effectiveness of the cream because all those engorged blood vessels would absorb the chemicals that would surely destroy the structure of his stick.

Clean night time nappies were laid out and folded, a new nappy liner fitted with a soaker pad for his final change of the day. A new pair of plastic pants replaced the rather soiled ones she had carefully removed previously. He should have had a bath, but Lisa had run out of energy from all that had happened that day. Soon, James was in a fresh set of fluffy nappies with his dribble bib replaced and pretty bonnet securely in place.

He was sat up suc-king on his dummy and looking around his nursery. “I don’t want to be a baby” he spluttered “I want to go back to where we were.” Lisa rummaged around in the kitchenette area of his nursery and returned looking rather cross and upset.

“We were never anywhere James, we were on the start of a path of discovery and I wanted to make sure that the way forward would be good for us both. I promised you that I would look after you and make sure you were always cared for during the six month trial. Today, I have fed you, changed you, looked after your every need, including wanking you off three times. What have I had in return? Nothing but you moaning and groaning. Big deal, so you have had to be put back in nappies and to wet and soil them like a baby. Is that so much to ask?

She took of her dress and got into the cot next to James and began to stroke and fondle his face. She pulled out his dummy covered in slobber and wiped it on his bib before putting it at the head of his crib. She kissed him fully on the lips, her tongue exploring deep into his mouth. Her hand went under his soft nightie and felt the front of his plastic pants, whether he had run out of steam or was not in the mood, she could not encourage him to rise. He fondled inside her panties and was rewarded with a wetness that showed her to be eager for relief. Lisa straddled his face and he began to lick and suc-kle her in ways that drove her wild with passionate excitement. “That’s a good boy for Mummy” she gasped “suc-k, suc-k on Mummy and make her happy. His hands fondled her breasts and within minutes she was grinding herself into his face, grunting and growling like a wild animal until the roar finally came out as she orgasmed with an intensity she had never experienced before.

She felt the front of his plastic pants and was rewarded with the feeling of James wetting himself and the warmth permeating across the front of his terry nappy. So powerful had been the subliminal messaging that he was now beginning to associate sexual excitement with the use of his nappy. “I want my do di” he said sounding a little anxious.

Lisa climbed off his face which was covered in her love juices. She wiped his face with his dribble bib and inserted his much-loved dummy. She removed her pants and bra and threw them in his laundry hamper and walked naked to the kitchenette to prepare James a night time bottle. She fed him his drink whilst holding him in a tight secure, cuddling embrace.

He just suc-ked down the last of the bottle, his eyes closed, and he drifted off into a drug fuelled sleep. Lisa replaced his dummy which James latched onto immediately. The bonnet was straightened and the subliminal messages started again. His blanket and quilt were pulled over him to make him feel snug and secure. As a final touch, Lisa thought it a good time to introduce him to his baby shawl which he would certainly adopt as his comforter and carry around with him always. She put a corner in his hand and put the shawl up against the side of his face so that he would feel its softness and smell Lisa, baby powder and baby conditioner.

Tomorrow was going to be a very busy and interesting day.

[Interlude]

Author note: I have reached the end of my story for the time being. It might take a while for the next chapters to be written

[BabyJay]

Antonia, wonderful story. I think you deserve a rest, but not too long I hope. Now that Lisa is shrinking his c_ck I don't think she had any intention of honouring Her 6 month promise. I  think a nice little 5-7cm fully erect c_ck would be just right for her to tease and play with for Her fully babyfied little James.