Subliminal Baby 2 Part 6

This story is written by Elfy

It felt like hours, but eventually Steven heard the front door open and close. He felt a surge of relief and started to head back into the house immediately.

“Mom!” Ritchie yelled as he turned to see Karen walk through the door. He ran over and wrapped his arms around her.

“Hello Ritchie!” Karen replied as she struggled into the house with some bags, “I have a big surprise for you.”

Ritchie clapped his hands with glee and released his mother so that the pair of them could walk into the living room. Linda gave Karen a quick hug and welcomed her home. Karen looked around the room and frowned, she sniffed the air and then realised she was missing a son.

“Mommy!” Steven came awkwardly waddling through the house as fast as he could.

“Oh my…” Karen whispered as she saw her younger son moving towards her. Even from across the room she could already smell that Steven had a very messy diaper.

Steven almost fell over in his haste to reach Karen. When he finally got to her, he lurched forward and wrapped his arms around his Mom. He was snivelling a little from embarrassment but also because he really, really wanted his diaper changed. He had thrown his pride out of the window, he didn’t care how infantile he looked right now, he just wanted a new diaper!

“Linda?” Karen asked as she prised her stinky son off of her, “Why is Steven’s diaper in such a bad way?”

“Oh, he was being very naughty today.” Linda said with a stern face causing Steven to look shocked, “He was playing up ever since you left and when Ritchie asked to use the potty he stood in front of us and deliberately filled his pants. He could have asked for the potty but he wanted to make a huge mess for us to deal with.”

“That’s not true!” Steven shouted.

Sure, Steven had used his diaper but it hadn’t been a choice! It wasn’t malicious. He just really needed to go.

“Ritchie?” Karen asked, “Is this true? Was Steven a bad boy?”

Ritchie looked from Linda to Steven and then to his Mom. He looked like he was mulling something over in his head before he passed his verdict. Steven watched him and frowned. Why wasn’t he debunking the lie that Steven had been bad?

“Steven…” Ritchie slowly said, “Was bad… He laughed at me for using the potty and then messed himself and told Linda to clean him up.”

Steven’s mouth dropped open. That wasn’t true! None of this was true. Despite the hugely uncomfortable and itchy feeling in his diaper, Steven was now completely distracted by the outright lies being told by the people around him.

“Mom, it isn’t true!” Steven shouted. He could feel himself tearing up at the injustice.

Karen had a face like thunder as she grabbed Steven’s wrist and pulled him roughly towards the stairs. Steven spun around and he got one look at both Linda and Ritchie who were silently laughing with each other as Steven was practically dragged up the steps. They had planned this!

Karen practically threw Steven into the nursery. As Steven stumbled towards the centre of the room he could feel his heavy diaper rubbing against both of his thighs. Whatever was going to happen next, he really just wished that his Mom would change him out of this underwear.

Karen grabbed Steven again and pulled him towards the crib. Steven was compelled to bend over the mattress and found that his mother had placed a hand on his back preventing him from standing up.

“Mom wait! They were lying!” Steven yelled as he winced knowing what would happen next.

Steven felt a large heavy whack on his butt. The padding and the mess within did nothing to cushion the very heavy blow, if anything it made it feel even worse.

The first spank was followed by a second and then a third. It continued and Steven lost count of the number of spanks he received, soon the stinging pain made it hard to tell when one spank ended and the next began. Steven began wailing as the pain and grossness plus the inescapability of his situation moulded into one big ball of misery.

Steven’s day was only made worse when he watched Linda and Ritchie enter the room and quietly stand to the side to watch the humiliating punishment. Steven kicked out his legs and cried out as he had a full tantrum. Even after Karen had stopped spanking he didn’t calm down. The pain and humiliation was only amplified by the smug looks on Ritchie and Linda’s faces.

Steven hadn’t stopped crying when he felt his Mom grab his wrist again. He was a blubbering wreck and could offer no resistance as he was dragged out of the room and into the bathroom. He felt the bottom of his onesie getting unclipped and his heavy diaper sagged a little lower. The tapes were roughly pulled away and the diaper fell to the floor in a splat. The mess was all contained but the humiliation of seeing what he had done was intense.

Karen ordered Steven into the bathtub as she balled up the wasteland that was Steven’s diaper.

“Take this to the trash cans outside please.” Karen asked Linda.

Linda looked sorry to be missing the show and even sorrier that she had to handle the diaper but she dutifully took it and headed downstairs with it. She kept the diaper as far from her face as possible and turned her nose away from it.

Karen wasted no time in turning on the shower, unhooking the shower head and pointing it at her naked son. She hosed him off as much as she could, demanding he turn this way and that as she sought to blast off the excrement that had collected on him.

Steven, still crying, followed instructions and despite the humiliation and punishment he was receiving, he was ecstatic that he was being finally cleaned. The warm water even soothed Steven’s stinging rear end which was very welcome.

Karen had started roughly scrubbing Steve’s rear end when Linda came back upstairs. Linda took Ritchie’s hand and took him into the nursery.

When Steven was finally washed and dried, Karen ordered him into the nursery. Steven had finally stopped crying and he nodded his head and went where he was told. He was completely naked but felt almost no shame when Linda and Ritchie saw him in such a state. He had no shame left, they had already seen him at the lowest he could possibly go. He just walked over to the changing table and waited in silence for his mother to come in.

Steven didn’t have to wait long. Karen walked into the room and wordlessly lifted Steven up on to the changing table and laid him down whilst Linda and Ritchie watched from the crib.

Looking up to the ceiling, Steven just let his Mom roll his legs over his head and slide a brand new diaper underneath him. He didn’t react at all as it was pulled up and taped closed, leaving him safely padded once again. He was exhausted from the last few minutes and his red, stinging eyes were begging for a rest. Steven could hardly believe he was thinking this but he was sincerely looking forward to nap time.

Steven was lifted off of the table and he slowly waddled his crinkling butt over to the crib and climbed in. Ritchie and Linda had both moved out of the way beforehand.

“I have a special surprise for you my big boy!” Karen said excitedly as she turned to her other son.

Ritchie looked curiously from his Mom to Linda but the latter clearly didn’t know what the surprise was going to be.

Karen disappeared out of the room briefly and returned carrying a plastic bag with a fairly weighty product in it. Steven, though very tired from his hard day, rolled over to the bars of his crib and looked out at his brother who was looking at the bag perplexed.

“You have been such a good boy.” Karen paused her praise to throw a sharp look at Steven before continuing to Ritchie, “You have been using the potty so well that I think it is time we graduated you to these!”

Karen pulled the item out of the bag with a “ta-da” and Ritchie almost immediately started jumping up and down. His crinkling excitement would have made Steven laugh a week or so ago, now it was just a reminder of his situation.

“Oh wow, Ritchie!” Linda exclaimed as she saw the packet, “Pull-ups!”

Ritchie quickly started fumbling with the poppers on his onesie and then ripped the tapes off of his diaper. Steven watched from the crib semi-interestedly. He was rather embarrassed to still be in thick diapers whilst Ritchie was moving up to more modest underwear, but at the same time he was pleased because he knew Ritchie had to finish potty training before his Mom would consider letting him out of his diapers.

Ritchie grabbed one of the pull-ups from his Mom’s hands and eagerly stepped into it. He pulled it up between his legs and marvelled at how grown up it felt.

Steven noticed that he no longer crinkled when he walked and that it would be indistinguishable under regular clothes.

The two women and Ritchie were all laughing and smiling as they stepped out of the room leaving Steven alone in the closed crib. He heard them all joyfully playing and talking as they headed downstairs. Steven on the other hand, laid in his crib in sadness. He closed his eyes and fell into a restful sleep.

Steven didn’t know how long he slept for but he was woken up by the sound of the nursery door opening. He assumed Mom was coming to wake him up for dinner or something, he moaned tiredly and rolled over on top of his cover so he was facing the wall. After everything that had happened that day Steven just wanted to curl up into a ball in his crib and never move.

With his eyes still closed, Steven felt a poking and a prodding on his diaper. Steven murmured sleepily and tried to shift away but found that the examination of his diaper was very persistent.

“Oh wow, your diaper is wet!” Came the voice from the person poking Steven. A very masculine voice…

Steven’s eyes flew open as he realised it wasn’t his Mom at all!

“Ritchie!” Steven almost yelled, “Get off me!”

“Mom told me to get you up for dinner and she told me to check you.” Ritchie replied. Steven noticed a lot of his brother’s cocky swagger had returned, “Good thing I did as well. You need a change!”

“What? No I don’t!” Steven retorted, “This was put on right before I went to sleep. It must still be… Oh no…”

Steven looked down to his bare diaper and clearly saw the wetness indicator, usually a blue strip, had gone a light green. The whole strip that Steven could see had changed colour. Steven poked and prodded his diaper in a mixture of disbelief and fear. Had he really done it? Had he really…

“Wet the bed!” Ritchie almost shouted in excitement. Steven’s older brother couldn’t contain his joy, “You didn’t know you were wet! You wet the bed!”

“N-No… I can’t have…” Steven started gasping desperately.

“You did! You did!” Ritchie jumped clapping and shouting.

“What’s going on up there?” Steven and Ritchie both turned to face the door as they heard Karen calling to them. The next thing they heard were her footsteps on the stairs.

“Don’t tell Mom.” Steven desperately pleaded, “W-We could say I wet the diaper before going to sleep or after you woke me up.”

“Hmm…” Ritchie made exaggerated gestures of thinking about his brother’s suggestion even though he had no plan helping his brother out.

“Please!?” Steven whispered as he heard Mom rounding the top of the stairs and opening the door.

“What’s all the commotion about?” Karen asked as she stepped into the room.

“Mom… Before I fell asleep I…” Steven began.

“Steven wet the bed!” Ritchie yelled as he pointed at Steven’s diaper, “He didn’t know he was wet until I told him.”

“Is this true, Steven?” Karen asked. She was actually pretty shocked that her son had possibly lost such control so quickly.

“I… I…” Steven felt his composure slipping as has Mom stared a hole through him. He wanted to deny, he wanted to lie convincingly. The tears that started filling his eyes and the lump in his throat was betraying him before he had a chance to say anything.

Steven started sniffing, then he felt the first tears rolling down his cheeks. A couple of shuddering breaths later and he started sobbing openly. He didn’t need to say anything, it wasn’t necessary, the tears and the crying said everything that Karen needed to hear.

She pursed her lips and shook her head slightly as she lowered the side of the crib. Lifting her son out she fretted slightly as she carried him over to the changing table. Her son losing control like this wasn’t part of the plan…

This story is written by Elfy

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