This story is written by fuzzybunny
Night Time Pressure and Saturday Morning Cartoons
Chase started to stir from his deep sleep and opened his eyes. He lifted his head up, still dazed and noticed that the nursery was still dark but for the night light in the corner. Chase started to move around a bit with what range of motion he had. Chase tried to adjust his arms, but the slack wouldn’t give on the restraints. Chase then tried to move his lower half but noticed that his legs were kept apart by the thick diaper and the sleeper kept his legs slightly bent. That’s when he noticed he felt the call of nature hit him hard.
“Oh no.” Chase thought as he started to move around to adjust himself. Chase new he was stuck the way he was, so he made best with what he had. He decided to try and hold it the best way he could by trying to keep his mind clear. After the next hour or so, the idea seemed to be working until the pressure started to be a bit too much for Chase.
“God. I’m not a baby.” Chase thought as his stomach rumbled loud.
“Uh oh” Chase thought as he began to squirm a bit more. Chase knew it was a matter of time but with in a few moments of hearing his stomach rumble, Chase was on the breaking point.
“No…No. I can’t.” Chase thought as he tried to find a comfortable position to hold, but it was too late. A loud fart came from Chase’s lower half and he began to fill the back of his diaper. Chase felt the warm poo as it kept gushing out and spreading all over his bottom.
“I couldn’t have.” Chase thought as tears began to form in his eyes. Finally, Chase had stopped his bottom but soon found out that he needed to relieve his bladder. Chase in no mood to fight against nature, just gave in and flooded his diaper. The warm piss filled the front of his diaper as the front of his diaper began to expand.
Finally, after a few moments laying there in the crib and letting all his mess cool down and his tears dry. Chase finally decided to take a chance to move around a bit. Chase stopped once he found that every time he moved his lower half, the mess in the back of the diaper would smear even more.
“Now what.” Chase thought as he held still, sucking on his pacifier. He noticed that his poo was giving off a horrible smell. Chase knew that it was from the milk and baby food that he was fed earlier. Chase sat there trying his best not to gag on his own mess he made.
“Should I cry or wait. I don’t think I can wait.” Chase thought as he weighed his pros and cons. Chase finally thought it would be good to call for Jeff, so he could get change, so he spat out his pacifier.
“Hey Jeff. Daddy Jeff.” Chase said as he yelled a bit but there was no response.
“Jeff…Daddy…. Hello…I need a change.” Chase yelled again but no response.
“This cant be. He wouldn’t leave me like this…. would he.” Chase thought as his mind was rushing and the shame of just what happened, started to bring tears back to his eyes. After a moment, Chase’s mind soon let go and his emotions took over and soon started to cry uncontrollably.
“Ahh…What’s wrong baby.” Jeff said as he walked back into the nursery. Chase looked at him once he walked in and started to calm down a bit.
“I need a change.” Chase said as he sniffled a bit.
“Well let’s see. Sure, smells like it.” Jeff said as he walked over to the crib and reached down and felt the front and back side of the diaper. Chase just squirmed a bit from feeling a bit awkward from the situation.
“Yup your wet and stinky.” Jeff said as he looked at him.
“Well are you going to change me.” Chase said as he looked up at Jeff.
“Um. No. The diaper should hold up and I see your pacifier is out your mouth.” Jeff said.
“I spat it out in order to get you and why aren’t you changing me…..Daddy” Chase whimpered.
“I’ll change you in the morning when I feel like it. Now Just relax and go back to bed. Good night baby boy.” Jeff said.
“No…I want to be changed now please.” Chase begged as he began to cry.
“Chase. If you don’t stop crying I will spank you in the morning if you don’t stop. Now good night.” Jeff said. Chase still began to cry and squirm in the crib as Jeff headed towards the door.
“I will be spanking you In the morning baby boy.” Jeff said as he closed the door and cut the lights out, leaving Chase in the room by himself.
Chase laid in the crib as he sobbed. He tried his best to ignore the smell or the feeling of a full diaper down below. He had stopped squirming and just laid there, trying not to move his diaper so he wouldn’t spread his mess. Soon Chase found himself asleep in the crib.
Chase awoken to the door being opened and Jeff walking over towards the crib.
“Good morning sleepy head.” Jeff said as he lowered the railing of the crib. Jeff leaned over and rubbed Chase’s stomach.
“Uh…what time is it.” Chase said as he looked around. He tried his best to stretch with what range of motion he had.
“It’s 8 o’clock in the morning. Its Saturday. Now let’s get up and get you changed and then you can go with the other little babies and watch cartoons. How does that sound.” Jeff said.
“Yes. Please Daddy. Anything to get out of this diaper and to be clean” Chase said as his eyes got watery.
“Great.” Jeff said as he undid the restraints helped Chase onto the floor until he was on all fours.
‘Daddy…why can’t I walk there.” Chase said he looked up at him.
“Well your diaper is full and I’m not taking off your sleep suit until you get to the changing table. So, come on unless you want to stay in that.” Jeff said as he walked over to the changing table. Chase didn’t say a word. He quickly crawled on all fours behind Jeff with the crinkling sound following him.
“Alright let’s get you up here.” Jeff said as he picked up Chase and laid him on the table. Jeff undid the sleep suit and took it off and tossed it into the dirty clothes hamper. Chase just laid there not wanting to cause any trouble.
“Now let’s get you ready.” Jeff said as he placed Chase’s hands in the restraints and strapped a waist belt over Chase. Chase just relaxed and let Jeff do his work.
“All my, you sure do smell. Don’t worry Daddy will make it all better.” Jeff said as he blew a raspberry onto Chase’s stomach. Chase giggled a bit and squirmed a bit on the table, it felt weird, but he couldn’t help but laugh.
“Huh, my little boy likes this huh.” Jeff said as he began to un-tape the messy diaper from Chase. Jeff grabbed a hold of Chase’s legs and held them high in the air as he rolled up the dirty diaper and threw it away. Jeff then took his time and wiped Chase clean on his lower half. Chase was shocked that Jeff didn’t complain about the mess or the smell of what he had created. After a few more wipes Chase was finally clean.
“Ok, now that your clean. I think its time for me to keep my end of the deal.” Jeff said as he held Chase’s legs tighter and held his legs higher with one hand and took his other hand and smacked Chases bottom.
“Ouch. What was that for.” Chase said as he squirmed a bit.
‘For you not going back to sleep when you were told. You need to listen to your daddy.” Jeff said as his hand came back down onto his bottom.
“Ouch. I’m sorry daddy.” Chase begged as he tried to break free, but the restraints and Jeff held him tight.
“Now hold still or else your get more.” Jeff said as he came back down with another smack. Jeff spanked Chase’s bottom for another six times until he was done. Chase’s was screaming and crying on the changing table, while his bottom was red and sore.
“Now you listen to me ok.” Jeff said.
“Yes…Yes. Daddy.” Chase sniffled.
“Now let’s get you a diaper.” Jeff said as he released Chase’s legs and went underneath the table.
“Daddy. I don’t need a diaper. I’m a big boy.” Chase begged.
“Well if you can make until after lunch and you haven’t used it yet. Then we can get you into some training pants.” Jeff said as he got the diaper out and began to unfold it.
“Oh…Ok…. daddy.” Chase said softly. Jeff easily brought the front of the diaper up onto Chase’s stomach and taped up the diaper tightly.
“There we go now let’s get you a t-shirt.” Jeff said as he walked over to the dresser and grabbed one. Jeff undid the restraints and sat Chase up onto his diapered bottom and placed the red shirt over him. Jeff then got some red socks and slipped them over his feet. Chase looked down and saw what he was wearing. The shirt he was wearing was a childish micky mouse t-shirt, along with some matching socks. The diaper Chase was wearing was thick, white and had babyish designs over the top of it.
“Now lets go see the other babies.” Jeff said as he carried Chase like a toddler on his hip into the mian play room. Once inside the other babies were already sitting down watching childish cartoons, drinking from sippy cups and bottles. While the other daddies were in the corner chatting up a storm.
Jeff grabbed a bottle from the counter and placed Chase on the floor and gave him the bottle.
“Alright, I’ll be over in the corner if you need me.” Jeff said as he walked away.
Chase was incited with the childish cartoon and kept watching it. Chase unknowingly began to drink his bottle while he watched the t.v.
About an hour into carton time, Chase finally came back to his senses. He looked down and saw what he was wearing and the bottle in his hand.
‘I need to get out of here.” Chase thought to himself. He quietly placed the bottle on the ground and began to look around, there was no windows and it only had one door with two daddies blocking the way.
“Do I just play along or do I fight..” Chase thought. Chase looked backed on the past hours he had spent here, all the embarrassing, mental and physical pain he had been through. Finally, the thought that all this was caused by Sara popped into his head.
“This is her fault.” Chase mumbled a bit as he began to stand, the rage inside him began to build.
“Fuck this place, fuck this baby shit, fuck Sara, fuck Sam, fuck you Jeff, fuck this cartoon time, fuck this bottle and fuck this diaper. I’m done here.” Chase said as he stood up and threw his bottle at the tv. He then ripped off his diaper and ran towards the door with his lower half naked.
“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY.” Chase yelled as he got closer to the door. The daddies ready themselves, knowing what to do next.
This story is written by fuzzybunny
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Poor Chase he sure is in some big trouble now. I sure wounder what is going to happen now?
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