Ganymede: Part 13

13

After all the excitement had passed, after the burst of adrenaline had subsided, Tanner felt exhausted. He hardly remembered leaving McDonald’s and walking back to the van. As Daddy adjusted the seats, Tanner only saw the tops of his Elmo shoes.

            “Come on, buddy. Climb into the van and lie down. Daddy’ll take care of that stinky diaper for you.”

            Tanner did as instructed. His mind wasn’t all there anyway, so it didn’t matter that the sliding door had been left open. It’s not like everyone in the restaurant didn’t know. What does it matter that those same people could see Daddy changing his baby’s diaper?

            Without saying another word, Daddy grabbed Teddy and pulled his baby’s pacifier from out of his short’s pocket. Daddy guided the bear into Tanner’s arms, and he eased the pacifier into Tanner’s mouth. The boy looked almost traumatized from his experience. Professor Lopez almost felt sorry for him. But this is what the boy wanted. At least, that’s what he said he wanted.

As Daddy looked down on his baby boy, he couldn’t help but see how much of a baby he really was. The boy did want this, even if he fought it. And he had tried very hard back in the restaurant. Tanner did want to be a baby again. Daddy knew it would just take some time to make the transformation stick. Right now, his baby boy needed a daddy, and Lopez was happy to be right there to help his baby boy.

Daddy lifted up Tanner’s shirt a little and unbuttoned the boy’s shorts. By placing a hand on his baby’s hips, Daddy coaxed Tanner to lift up. Daddy pulled the shorts down to Tanner’s ankles, revealing the heavily soiled diaper underneath.

Tanner closed his eyes in embarrassment, but didn’t offer up any resistance as Daddy pulled on tapes and started to work.

The mess was unbelievable. However, Tanner hardly noticed anything. Too many thoughts were swirling around his mind. Yes, he’d enjoyed the experienced he’d just had, but he was also terrified. Was this what he really wanted? What about his adult life? Was he willing to give that up? How much of a baby did Professor Lopez want? And where did Tanner’s potential as a lover come into play?

So many questions clogged Tanner’s mind that he saw everything through a haze, like those trippy moments when he was drifting between waking and sleeping, when shadows transformed into horrors.

Obviously, from the state of his come-soaked diaper, Tanner loved being humiliated like that. He loved losing control like that, but all of this scared him, and he was looking for some time alone to do some thinking.

Daddy finished cleaning his baby boy and put him into another diaper. The shorts were pulled back up, and he helped Tanner back into his car seat. Nothing was said. Daddy wanted to leave Tanner alone with his thoughts. The boy looked so tired he’d probably be asleep five minutes down the road, Lopez thought.

And he was right. Tanner dozed off a few minutes away from McDonald’s. The bear was still clutched in a firm grip, and Baby’s mouth held an equally tight grip on the pacifier. Neither was going anywhere any time soon, even as Tanner drifted deeper and deeper into sleep.

 The fifteen-minute drive didn’t feel as long going back to his house, but Daddy did use the time to think of what to do next. Tanner looked exhausted; and since this was his first experience with a potential Daddy/Baby relationship, it’s expected that the boy should be feeling conflicted about his new role. In fact, Daddy was quite sure once Tanner woke from his nap that the boy would want to go home and think things over. Having the boy stay for the entire weekend would be a dream, but Daddy knew better than to press the matter.  In order for Professor Lopez to realize his own fantasy, he’d have to be very careful with Tanner. Sometimes, like with real babies, people need space to figure things out for themselves. Baby needed the little side and the adult side to align so that both sides would get what they wanted and what they needed.

The van quietly pulled into the garage. Tanner didn’t wake, even when Daddy removed the straps of the car seat. There was some grumbling and a little shifting, but Tanner continued to sleep on as Daddy picked him up and carried his baby back into the house. The trek up the stairs and into the nursery was difficult, but Daddy managed it quite well. Thankfully, his baby was not that big. Daddy did, however, have to lay Baby in the rocking chair so he could lower the side rail of the crib. And even with this slight movement, Tanner slept on.

As gently as he could, Daddy removed Tanner’s shoes and shorts, picked him back up, and laid his baby boy into the crib. He pulled the blanket over his baby and watched for a minute as the boy continued to sleep. Somewhat surprisingly, the pacifier was still in his mouth.

Daddy gave Tanner’s head a loving pat and walked out of the room, turning off the light before he stepped out into the hall.

***

The late afternoon sun struck the window, peered through the blinds, and woke Tanner. For a moment, he forgot where he was. All he knew was that he felt comfortable. It took him a full minute before he remembered everything, including what had happened in McDonald’s.

            Tanner hugged his teddy tighter and curled up in his crib. The questions that had been swirling around in his head before he fell asleep came back to haunt him. He had promised to spend the weekend with Daddy; and while he didn’t want to leave, Tanner knew he needed some time to think things over. But he’d finish out the weekend first. He’d fulfill his promise to Daddy. That much he could do. Though, he didn’t know how fun of a baby he’d be for the rest of the evening.

            The afternoon heat was starting to make him uncomfortable, so he kicked off his blanket. To Tanner’s slight surprise, his diaper was wet. Wow, he thought, I’m becoming more like a baby the longer I stay with Daddy. Of course, the idea didn’t scare Tanner. Becoming more like a baby was exactly what drew Daddy and Baby together. Even at that moment, lying in his crib, cuddling his teddy, sucking on his pacifier, and wearing a wet diaper, Tanner knew that his dreams had come true. But was this really what he wanted?

            Tanner didn’t know just how long he lay awake, but soon Daddy came into the nursery to check on his baby boy.

            “How’s my little guy doing? He’s awake, I see.” Daddy smiled, and Tanner felt happy despite his reservations.

            Daddy pulled a chair next to the crib and lowered the side rail. “Just sit there for a moment, Baby. We’ve got to talk for a minute. Okay?”

            Oh no! What if Daddy knew about my reservations? What if he didn’t want a baby who wasn’t into this all of the time? Suddenly, Tanner was terrified. He imagined Daddy leaving him and sending him back to his adult life, and the thought filled him with horror. Leaving the life he’d lived for past two days drove all the fears he’d recently experienced away. Just the idea of living without Daddy was not a life he wanted.

            The fear must have shown on Tanner’s face.

            “Don’t be scared. You’re not in trouble or anything. I just wanted to talk about how you’re coping with all of this.

“I put you through a lot today. Maybe more than you were ready for. If you want to go home right now and end our time together now, I completely understand. We can take a short break and meet up again during another weekend to continue this experience. If you want, of course. We don’t have to do this all of the time. We could just ease into this lifestyle. I’m willing to do whatever I need to so that you’re comfortable, so that you feel safe.”

Tanner didn’t wait until Daddy finished speaking. He lunched from the crib and wrapped his arms around Daddy. “Thank you,” he said and hugged Daddy tighter.

A bit surprised, but enjoying his baby’s reaction nonetheless, Professor Lopez returned the hug and patted Tanner’s bottom. Holding his baby like that made everything so much better. Nothing could trouble them as long as they had each other.

“Hey, sport. How about we go down to the living room. I have some coloring books set out. You can color and watch some cartoons while Daddy makes dinner. How’s that sound?”

“Yay!” Tanner said through his pacifier. He reached back into his crib and grabbed Teddy.

Together, Daddy and Baby walked hand-in-hand out of the nursery and down the stairs. Just as he promised, Daddy had set out some coloring books on a blanket, just in front of the television. Adventure Time had been paused, and Daddy pressed play once he made sure his little boy had all the colors he needed.

Daddy then disappeared in the kitchen to prepare dinner. Of course, he’d come back into the living room to check on his baby boy, bring him a bottle of juice, and make sure the cartoons he wanted to watch were still playing.

Tanner, meanwhile, was thoroughly enjoying himself. Most of the fear and anxiety he’d experienced earlier in the day had subsided. It was still there, hiding somewhere in the pit of his stomach, but the act of coloring and the fun adventures of Jake and Finn pushed all that down. With Daddy, all of Tanner’s problems seemed to just vanish, nothing could be wrong so long as Daddy was around to make his baby boy feel safe and secure.

Part of a daddy’s job is to make sure his baby’s diapers don’t leak, and Daddy didn’t fail to check his baby’s diaper each time he emerged from the kitchen to check on him. As expected, the diaper grew soggier from Tanner’s multiple wettings—not that he really noticed them much. However, Daddy felt that the diaper could hold off until after dinner. That way, he could change Baby into his night-diaper.

Once dinner was ready, Daddy came back into the living room and pried his baby away from his cartoons and colors. Doing so didn’t require much coaxing, but Tanner wasn’t quite ready to leave. Dinner could wait, but Adventure Time and the beautiful art he was creating could not. According to Tanner, important things were happening in that living room. But, as good daddies know all too well, little boys need to be fed so that they can continue their adventures later.

Daddy led Tanner into the kitchen. There was a small breakfast nook on the far side of the kitchen, and it held a small table with two chairs. However, the thing that drew Tanner’s eye was the adult-sized high chair, and he immediately knew where Daddy was taking him.

The high chair was huge. As soon as Daddy helped Tanner into it and secured the straps, Tanner felt himself shrinking again. It was hard not to feel small in so large a seat. Tanner’s legs swung back and forth. He felt giddy sitting there like a little boy. Indeed, he felt even smaller when Daddy attached a bib around his baby’s neck. Like the shoes he had worn to lunch, Tanner’s bib had a Sesame Street theme. This time, however, instead of Elmo, the bib had Cookie Monster devouring a whole pile of cookies. Fitting, really.

Whatever Daddy had made smelled so good. Tanner’s stomach growled in anticipation. He no longer cared about the half-finished picture, nor the half-finished episode of Adventure Time. Daddy was right, as usual, Baby needed to eat.

On the menu for dinner that night was spaghetti and meatballs. Daddy liked the idea of Tanner eating spaghetti because it was messy, and he wanted to see Tanner trying to work his way through it. And to help make the task more difficult, Daddy provided his baby with a larger-than-usual fork. He filled his baby’s bowl up with pasta and a couple of large meatballs and set the bowl in front of Tanner.

Tanner picked up the large fork awkwardly and dove into his dinner. Daddy hadn’t provided Baby with a napkin, so Tanner’s face, bib, and shirt were soon covered in pasta sauce and noodles. But he didn’t care. The meal was so good Tanner didn’t realize how much of a mess he was making. Daddy ate his own meal and laughed as he watched his little boy get messier and messier with every bite; he loved watching those little bare legs swinging with happiness.

Dinner was a quick affair, and the conversation was minimal. Baby was enjoying eating and making a mess too much to be bothered with talking, and Daddy enjoyed watching his baby. Plus, both were pretty tired from the day’s activities. They were able to sit there and enjoy the near quiet of eating.

After both finished dinner, Daddy set a baby bottle full of water on Tanner’s high chair. He then took some baby wipes and cleaned his baby’s spaghetti-smeared face as Tanner drank from the bottle. The bib was removed, along with the spaghetti-stained shirt, which left Tanner in nothing but his wet diaper. Daddy helped his baby off the high chair and told him to finish coloring his picture and to finish watching his cartoons. And Tanner did just that, waddling his crinkling butt out of the kitchen and into the living room.

After Daddy cleaned the kitchen, he walked into the living room and found his baby boy asleep on the floor, cuddling his teddy bear. Tanner looked so adorable. And Daddy was proud to note that Baby had finished his bottle.

“Looks like someone had a long and tiring day. Let’s put you to bed.” Daddy squatted down, picked up his baby boy, and carried him up the stairs to the nursery. The boy hardly stirred. He merely clutched his Teddy tighter and leaned into Daddy’s warm chest.

Inside the nursery, Daddy laid Tanner into his crib, covered him with blankets, and raised the side rail.

Moonlight shined through the window, bathing the entire room in a silver glow. Daddy turned on the mobile hanging over the crib and watched his baby sleeping. So peaceful it was, standing there, listening to the soothing lullaby and gazing down upon Tanner. This was exactly what he’d always wanted. In that moment, nothing could force him to give any of this up. At least, nothing he could imagine.

Ganymede: Part 12

Finally! I have finished the next chapter of "Ganymede." My apologies for taking so long. School and work have been taking up much of my time and energy. Now that the former is finished for the summer, I can devote more time to this story. 

Because it has been so long I'm going to post links to the previous chapters below. If this is your first time with "Ganymede," I suggest starting from the beginning. If this is not your first time with Tanner and Professor Lopez, reread them again for fun. :D

As always, thanks for reading. 

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Part 11

12

Tanner’s day with Daddy flew. Hard as he tried, Tanner just couldn’t keep hold of his time with Daddy. Like with all things, even a wonderful day like that had to come to an end. The fantasy closed, and Baby and Daddy had to hold on to as many of the memories they had created that day, at least until the next time they could create more. But until that time, Baby Tanner held tightly onto the memories he and Daddy had made that first day together.

After Daddy had removed Baby’s diaper and stripped him naked, he carried Baby to the bathroom. Tanner stood quietly, sucking on his paci and hugging his teddy while Daddy filled the bathtub with steaming hot water. As the water poured from the faucet, Daddy poured bubbles into the tub. Tanner smiled as the bubbles multiplied and grew, eventually covering the surface of the water with a shimmering, sparkling glow.

“Teddy’s going to have to stay out of the tub, Baby. I don’t think he’d like to get soaked, do you?”

Tanner shook his head.

Daddy stood up, gently grabbed Teddy from Tanner’s grasp, and set the bear on the toilet. “Here, Teddy can supervise while Baby plays and Daddy takes care of a few things.”

Tanner smiled through his paci and giggled.

“Okay, Baby. Step into the bath now. Slowly. It’s a little hot, but don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.”

Following Daddy’s direction, and still sucking on his paci, Tanner lowered a foot into the hot water. Daddy wasn’t lying. It was hot. But not hot enough to make the boy cry. Nevertheless, Tanner held his breath as he slowly lowered his foot, leg, other leg, and finally the rest of his body into the water.

The water’s heat, stinging at first, soaked into Tanner’s skin, into his muscles. The heat spread throughout his entire body. And while he didn’t think he could get more relaxed, whatever tension left in his muscles left. Tanner closed his eyes and absorbed the heat for a minute.

“Feels good, doesn’t it, Baby?”

“Mmmmhmmm.” Tanner opened his eyes, looked up at Daddy, and smiled.

“Good. Now, Daddy has to do a few things before we enjoy our day together. Is Baby going to be good while Daddy’s away?”

“Yes, Daddy.” Tanner mouthed through the paci.

“Good baby. Here, play with your toys and try not to make too big of a mess splashing around, okay?”

Tanner giggled.

Before he left, Daddy dropped in a rubber ducky, some blocks, and a little blue squirt gun. It’s like he’s wanting me to make a mess, Tanner thought before giggling.

Within a few minutes, puddles of water covered the bathroom floor, but Tanner wasn’t paying them the slightest bit of attention. He was lost in his own imaginary worlds, oblivious to how he looked or the mess he was making. All that mattered was the fun he was having. For the first time in years, Tanner felt free enough to do whatever came into his head, nothing was off limits, everything was possible.

However, bath time was not to last forever. Daddy came in some time later and found his baby covered in giant bubbles, giggling and splashing away in the tub.

“Somebody’s been having fun.”

Tanner stopped playing and blushed. “Sorry I made a mess, Daddy.” He said through his paci.

“That’s okay, Baby. Daddies expect their babies to be messy. I just have to wipe up this water while you rinse and dry off.” Daddy pulled the stopper out of the drain and rinsed Tanner off by pouring water over his bubble-infested body.

Once Baby was rinsed, Daddy handed him a towel and told him to dry off while Daddy wiped up the water from the floor.

A few minutes later, Daddy gave Teddy back to Tanner and carried his baby, wrapped in a towel and shivering, back into the nursery. In no time at all, Daddy had Baby powdered and in a dry diaper.

“Okay, we’ve got to get you dressed for our little outing today. So I’m going to give you some options. Pick which one you feel most comfortable with, okay?”

Tanner sat up on the changing table and nodded. The paci was still in his mouth. In fact, it looked as though it were glued there. Not that Tanner would mind that too much.

As Tanner sat there sucking on his paci and enjoying the crinkly softness of a dry diaper, Daddy pulled two outfits for Baby to choose.  As Daddy revealed each outfit, Tanner’s face blushed a deeper shade of red.

The first outfit Daddy showed Baby included a soft, blue t-shirt with a baby printed on the front. The baby was wearing only a diaper and happily shaking a rattle. Beneath the image was the logo, “Daddy’s Little Boy.” To go with the shirt, Daddy had a pair of beige cargo shorts.

And the second outfit was even more babyish. Daddy held up a onesie with pale yellow and blue teddy bears all over it. And for the bottom half, Daddy showed Baby a pair of shortalls with bright silver snaps along the inner thighs and crotch, for easier diaper changes of course.

“Since this is your first time, Baby, I’m giving you a choice. But remember, after today, Daddy’s going to choose your clothes for you. No choice. You’ll wear what Daddy gives you. Understood?”

Still blushing fiercely, Tanner said, “Yes, Daddy.”

“So which will it be?”

Tanner pointed to the first outfit.

“I thought so. You don’t want people to know how much of a baby you are, do you?”

Tanner shook his head.

“I understand, Baby. It’s hard to get used to, but I want you to get used to feeling safe around me. Know that I’ll never take you anywhere unsafe. My job as Daddy is make you feel safe, but it’s also my job to make sure you’re being the baby you’ve always wanted to be.”

The boy hugged his teddy tighter and sucked harder on his paci.

“Now, let’s get you dressed. We’re going to lunch. I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.”

Daddy dressed his baby, first pulling the shirt over is head. “Mmmm, someone smells sweet, just like a baby.” Then, he helped Baby Tanner down from the changing table and into his cargo shorts. The shorts were a bit snug around the boy’s thick diaper, but, upon inspection, Tanner felt that most people wouldn’t notice the extra padding around his butt and crotch. Next, Daddy put Baby into a pair of Elmo shoes with Velcro straps instead of laces.

If possible, Tanner’s face turned an even deeper shade of red.

“You’ll be okay, Baby. Nobody’s going to notice your shoes. Plus, they’re cute, aren’t they?”

Without even thinking about it, Tanner nodded. He did like them. A lot.

“Yup, that’s right. You’re a little cutie pie.” Daddy smiled and hugged Tanner. “Okay, now that you’re all ready to go. It’s time to get some food in that cute tummy of yours.” Daddy tickled his baby, and Tanner broke out into a fit of giggles.

Maybe, thought Tanner, going out like this won’t be too bad. After all, I’m going to be with Daddy.

***

As they left the professor’s house, as the afternoon sun blinded them, Tanner’s feeling of safety evaporated. He felt the whole world knew; he felt the world could see. The shirt and shoes, so cute inside the house, suddenly felt like neon signs marking him as a giant baby.

“Come on, Baby. No need to worry. Daddy’ll keep you safe.” Daddy took Tanner’s hand and led him to an open garage behind the house where a large van was housed. As he slid open the side door, Daddy said, “Baby goes in the back for his safety.”

Indeed, Tanner’s eyes fell on a very large car seat. He blushed. The car seat was big enough to hold an adult. An adult-sized baby, that is. Someone just like Tanner.

Daddy guided Tanner into the seat, and as the straps were buckled the boy couldn’t help but feel a little conflicted. On the one hand, this is always what he fantasized about, but the adult in him was screaming in protest. How could he possibly go around town in something like this? People will see him and laugh. Look at the big baby!

“The windows are heavily tinted, Baby. No one will be able to see inside the van. Like I said, Daddy’ll keep you safe.”

That made Tanner feel a little better, but only a little. Locked into that car seat, Tanner felt more like a baby than when he was sleeping in the crib. His legs swung back and forth, unable to touch the floor. And from out of nowhere, Daddy pulled out a diaper bag, Baby’s teddy bear, and his paci. Daddy plopped the paci into Baby’s mouth, settled the bear onto his lap, and slid the door shut. With the paci in his mouth and teddy taking his rightful place in his arms, Tanner started to feel much better.

The van slid out of the garage into the alley and down the street. Daddy turned on van’s radio and played songs suitable for babies like Tanner. Despite his lingering fear, Tanner enjoyed the music and wiggled his legs appreciatively. Daddy smiled at his baby boy in the rearview mirror.

About fifteen minutes later, the van slowed and pulled into a McDonald’s parking lot. Daddy was taking baby to a kid’s favorite place. Tanner’s legs vibrated in anticipation, but his fear mounted again. Would Daddy make Baby take his teddy and paci into McDonald’s? He’d do it, of course. He’d do as Daddy tells him to, but he was still afraid of what people would see, what they would discover about him. Even though Daddy had taken him far from the university, there may still be someone inside who would recognize him. His “Daddy’s Little Boy” t-shirt and his Elmo shoes screamed “big baby.”

The door slid open, and Daddy reached into the van to unbuckle his baby. “Is Baby ready to eat?”

Tanner gave a slight smile.

“Do you want to take Teddy and your paci inside with you?”

Fear must have shone in the boy’s eyes because Daddy said, “You don’t have to take them in. They’ll probably get lost or dirty anyway. Still, I don’t think a baby should be without their paci. After all, Daddy needs something to put in Baby’s mouth when he gets fussy.” Daddy smiled. “Put your paci in one of your pockets.”

Tanner did as he was told, and he set his teddy in the car seat. Some of the fear left, but he still felt like everyone could see what a big baby he was. His diaper suddenly felt too thick, his shorts too tight. The rustling plastic was suddenly very audible.

But he was with Daddy, and Daddy would make everything better.

Together, they walked into McDonald’s. The restaurant was full of people on their lunch break. Tanner’s heart raced. Surely, he thought, everyone would notice the slight waddle in his walk and the disproportional thickness around his midsection.

No one looked, but Tanner felt hundreds of eyes bearing down on him. His face blushed a deep red, and his eyes looked to the floor.

Daddy wrapped an arm around his baby’s shoulders. “Hey, why don’t you go find us a seat, so we won’t have to eat standing up. It’s kinda full in here, isn’t it?”

Tanner could only mumble agreement. He strode away in search of a seat, glad for the chance to move away from what he thought was a glaring spotlight.

Within a minute or two of searching, Tanner found a small table near the restrooms, away from the large crowd of people. There were still people around, but not nearly as many. People tended to avoid sitting next to the restrooms, and so this was the best spot for Tanner to avoid the inquiring gazes of the people around him. They may not have noticed his baby-ish attire just yet, but give them a few minutes, and they’d see just how much of a baby he really was. He feared moving and so moved little. But each time he did move, the diaper crinkled loudly in his ears.

Daddy found his baby and carried a tray with their food to the table. He had ordered a double-meat cheeseburger meal for himself and Happy Meal for his baby. As soon as Tanner saw the very familiar box, he blushed, if possible, even more. He knew to whom the Happy Meal belonged, and two conflicting emotions welled up inside him. On one hand, he felt stupid sitting there in a diaper eating something as baby-ish as a Happy meal. Yet, on the other hand, he loved that Daddy had bought a suitable lunch for his baby boy. His peepee stirred and stiffened, tightening the diaper.

“Daddy’s silly, I forgot to ask what Baby wanted to eat. I hope he likes chicken nuggets.”

Daddy didn’t speak very loud, but he didn’t trouble to keep his voice down either.

Strangely, this excited Tanner even more. He happily dove into the Happy Meal, and the chicken nuggets drove out all embarrassment. He no longer worried about the people around him; he no longer cared whether or not they knew. For about half an hour, he and Daddy ate and chatted like father and baby. Tanner even took out the Happy Meal toy and played with it on the table while Daddy finished his burger and fries.

In his excitement, Tanner hardly noticed wetting his diaper, twice. He felt a slight pressure and, knowing he was diapered anyway, let go. His excitement grew knowing that he’d wet his diaper right there in the middle of McDonald’s while the people around him ate their lunch.

Once he forgot about all of the people around them, Tanner realized he was having fun. With Daddy around, there wasn’t anything to worry about.

That is, of course, until he felt his stomach gurgle. Something was wrong. He didn’t want to poop, and he certainly didn’t want to poop in the middle of McDonald’s.

Daddy noticed Tanner’s sudden change in mood. “What’s the matter, Baby?”

Tanner whispered, “I have to go.”

“Go where? I haven’t finished eating yet. We can go after I finish eating my fries.” Daddy knew what the problem was, but he wanted Tanner to admit to it.

“I have to go to the bathroom.” The pressure in his abdomen strengthened and rumbled louder. Tanner knew he didn’t have long before he’d lose that battle raging in his intestines.

“Aw, did Baby forget he’s wearing a diaper? That’s what it’s there for, Baby. Don’t hold in your poopie. Babies can’t hold it in, so you shouldn’t either.” Daddy ate another French fry, chewing slowly, savoring every bite. Tanner had a suspicion that the fry was not what Daddy was savoring. He was enjoying Tanner’s predicament.

Even though Tanner found the prospect of pooping in his diaper mortifying, he also grew more excited. Daddy’s voice, the tone he was taking, made Tanner feel smaller and smaller, shrinking him. In his mind, Tanner was feeling more and more like a baby. And Baby wanted to make Daddy happy.

But the adult side of Tanner became aware of all the people around their table. He didn’t know if he wanted to go this far. Actually pooping in public would make his diapered-state too obvious. Oh, why did he choose a table by the restrooms? The restrooms were far away from the front doors. He’d have to walk past all of those people just to leave. They’d all smell him as he and Daddy walked out of McDonald’s.

“It’s okay, Baby. Everyone knows you’re a baby. They’ll understand because babies poop in their diapers.” Daddy had only eaten half of his fries, and it didn’t look like he was going to finish anytime soon.

Tanner blushed, if possible, deeper. His cock stiffened harder than he’d ever felt before. He shifted in his seat, but the motion only excited him more. The situation, Daddy’s way of talking to him, all of it pleasured Tanner. The longer they sat there, the more intense his pleasure. If they didn’t leave soon, Tanner would poop and come in his diaper, right there in the middle of McDonald’s.

That, apparently, was exactly what Daddy wanted to happen. He ate his fries one at a time, chewing as slowly as he could. Daddy watched as Tanner squirmed in his seat, as his face turned red from a mixture of concentration, embarrassment, and pleasure. And Daddy waited for the moment when Tanner’s baby-side defeated the adult-side, when Tanner the college student became Tanner the helpless baby.

“I know you can’t hold it in much longer, Baby. Why are you resisting?”

Tanner couldn’t answer. His mind was overwhelmed with the battle raging inside. He wrapped his arms around his stomach and squeezed his legs together in a final attempt to keep everything inside.

The battle caused two memories to surface. The first was an early memory of Tanner sitting in a classroom, quietly crying as he wet his pants. His teacher hadn’t let him leave to use the restroom. And the second memory involved the first time he’d put on a diaper as a teenager. He’d felt safe, comforted, and aroused. These memories reminded Tanner that he wanted this; he wanted to be a baby, to be comforted and encouraged by Daddy. And so, like the first time he put on his own diaper, he just let everything go.

First, Tanner felt the poop slide out and fill his diaper, spreading out. The pressure sent Tanner over the edge. And right there in the middle of McDonald’s, the act of filling his diaper like a baby forced Tanner’s orgasm. He came into his diaper, an explosion of pleasure that forced him to close his eyes. He rode the powerful waves, clenching his jaw tight to keep from screaming out.

Across the table, Daddy smiled. He watched as his baby tried desperately to not make a public spectacle of himself. His faced reddened, and his forehead was covered in sweat. Funny, he looked like a baby pooping his diaper. Well, Daddy thought, I guess that’s exactly what he is.

The smell started to spread, and Daddy looked on as Tanner’s head hung down, his eyes filled with tears.

“Good baby.” Daddy said, his smiling widening. “Now let’s get you back to the van so Daddy can change Baby out of that stinky diaper.”

Daddy stood. Too ashamed to move, Tanner remained in the booth. Without speaking, Daddy gently grabbed his baby’s arm and guided him out of the booth, and they both walked out of McDonald’s. Tanner didn’t look up as they walked out of the restaurant. He was sure everyone knew that he had pooped in his diaper like a baby.

Of course, what Tanner didn’t realize is that no one really noticed anything. That is, other than a faint whiff of something unpleasant, but the smell faded quickly and they all went back to their lunches. The fleeting memory of an older gentleman leading a young man out of McDonald’s evaporated as soon as the two men were out of sight.

Ganymede: Part 11

Hello everyone! 

It's been such a long, long time since I posted a new chapter to my Ganymede story. I was hoping to find time during the past few months when I wasn't working or doing homework. By the way, starting a doctoral program in the middle of writing a story like this is not the best of things to do, but I hope you all will be forgiving and enjoy the latest chapter.

Know that I haven't forgotten about the story, nor have I forgotten that some of you have been (anxiously) awaiting the next installment. I won't let this story just drop off into the nothingness that absorbs so many creative endeavors. I like this story too much to let that happen. I WILL FINISH. Promise. Pinky swear. Or whatever other contract you all are willing to accept.

As a reminder, since it has been such a long time, you may want to revisit some of the previous chapters. I know I had to. 

Anyway, I've held you all in suspense long enough. Enjoy and forgive the wait. 

As always, thanks for reading.
Eric

11

Tanner awoke to softness. All around him, everything hugged and comforted him, from the fluffy blanket laying across his body to the teddy bear wrapped in his arms and the thick and wet diaper hugging his hips. He'd never slept so well in all his life.

He hugged his teddy tighter and shifted in his crib. His crib. He loved the sound of that.

Morning light bathed the entire room, filling it with a weak, soft glow. Tanner sat up on his knees and looked around, and his mind recalled the events of the previous night. Daddy had been so kind, so loving. It was everything he'd ever hoped for. It was everything he'd always feared he'd never have.

Tanner stretched and sat back down. He'd wait for Daddy to come and check on him. After all, that's what babies do, right? But how long should he wait? His stomach gave a hungry rumble in answer, and the room suddenly seemed too big, too wide, too terrifying, like looking upon an un-crossable desert. Even with all the things that had made him so happy, Tanner felt alone and scared.

The emptiness of the room pressed against him, and hugging his teddy even tighter was no longer enough. From somewhere deep inside his soul, fear, overwhelming fear, grabbed the boy's heart and squeezed. No words—those wonderful avenues of expression he was so adept at wielding—came to his mouth.

In the absence of words, tears emerged from his eyes, spilling out onto his cheeks and splashing onto the teddy bear's synthetic fur. From deep within his heart, a whimper broke the silence, then a cry burst out.

Tanner's hands covered his mouth as sobs racked his body. Where was this coming from? He hadn't cried like this in years, and waking up alone didn't seem like a good enough reason for the tears streaming down his face, yet the tears flowed, splashing onto the teddy bear clutched to his chest.

Voices.

He could hear muffled voices drifting through the open door. The sobs stopped as Tanner held his breath, and a different kind of fear emerged, the fear of being discovered like this, nothing but a big baby in a nursery, diapered and crying.

The voices were quiet, but Tanner could detect some kind of tension in the sounds, like the speakers were on the verge of exploding. Tanner could recognize the deep bass of his new Daddy, but the other person remained a mystery, yet there he could feel that the second voice was familiar in some way. However, he just couldn’t put his finger on it.

Apparently, the conversation didn’t last long, for just a few minutes after the conversation started, Tanner heard the front door open and then close. He breathed freely again. Daddy was sure to come up the stairs and check on his little baby now.

But Daddy didn’t come up the stairs right away. What was taking him so long? What was more important than seeing that his little boy was doing okay after waking up in a strange place? And just like that, as the fear of discovery waned, Tanner felt the oppressive fear of being alone in a big and scary world.

The thud, thud, thud of heavy footfalls broke through Tanner’s fear. Daddy was finally coming up the stairs.

Tanner wiped away his tears, using both his the backs of his hands and his teddy, and smiled, wiggling a bit in the crib, excited for Daddy.

Out of the shadows that filled the doorframe, Daddy walked into the nursery holding a baby bottle full of milk. Tanner noticed that his face seemed a little strained, but when their eyes met Daddy’s face relaxed and broke into a wide grin. Inside of that room, Daddy and Baby were the world to each other. Nothing else existed.

“Someone’s already awake, I see. And here I was hoping to find a sleeping baby,” Daddy said as he approached the crib.

“I was scared, Daddy.” Tanner burst out in his new baby voice, and while he was a little scared with how easily he slipped into baby-mode, Tanner couldn’t help but enjoy it.

“You were?” Daddy said with concern. “I’m sorry, baby. Here, let’s get you out of that crib, so Daddy can give you your ba-ba.”

Tanner smiled wide as Daddy unlocked and lowered the side of the crib. With those surprisingly strong arms, Daddy picked up his baby and carried him over to the rocking chair. As Daddy sat the boy on his lap, getting his baby into the perfect bottle-feeding position, Tanner’s diaper crinkled loudly. The sound sent waves of excitement through the boy’s body.

“Is someone ready for his breakfast?” Daddy asked, teasing Tanner’s lips with the nipple.

Tanner opened his mouth and tried to catch the nipple, but Daddy pulled it away. As the nipple came closer, Tanner lunged and missed again, giggling and reveling in Daddy’s play. They played cat-and-mouse with the nipple for a couple of minutes before Daddy plunged the bottle into his baby’s mouth, finally giving his baby what he had worked so hard for.

The cool milk filled the nipple and then his mouth as Tanner suckled. Eyes closed, the baby relaxed into a steady rhythm, slowly taking in every drop of milk. Though, truth be told, and Tanner himself didn’t even notice, some of the milk dribbled out of the sides of his mouth. Daddy was prepared for this, however. He took a small towel and wiped up milk without disturbing his baby’s peaceful state.

“Baby must’ve been hungry. Look at him suck on his ba-ba. Such a good baby you are.”

Encouraged, Tanner smiled, dribbling a bit more milk, but he didn’t care. Daddy was pleased, and that’s all the encouragement Tanner would need.

In fact, Daddy seemed to be enjoying feeding his little baby. He shifted in the rocking chair, and something stiff pushed against Tanner’s diapered bottom, which was strange considering how thickly padded the boy was and that his diaper was soaked.

“Mmmm… Baby likes sucking on his bottle, doesn’t he?” Daddy asked while he pushed his hips up, lifting the baby in his lap slightly.

Tanner nodded and continued sucking, but he didn’t see the greedy look that had appeared in his Daddy’s eyes. The sight of his baby sucking on that bottle seemed to have triggered something in Daddy, something he’d held back up until that point.

“Well, I can think of another ba-ba baby would like.”

Tanner opened his eyes as Daddy pulled the unfinished bottle away. “Would baby like to really please Daddy?”

“How Daddy?” Tanner asked before shoving his thumb into his mouth.

“Seems like baby always needs something in his mouth. Well, Daddy has some special milk he thinks baby would like.” Daddy lifted his hips again, and the stiffness Tanner had felt before pushed against his diaper. “Baby wants to make Daddy happy, right? Jus as happy as Daddy makes Baby?”

Tanner nodded, but he was a little scared. He knew what Daddy wanted, but Tanner had never really liked giving blowjobs. In the past, they had always activated his very sensitive gag reflex. Nevertheless, he was willing to try it for Daddy. Anything to make Daddy happy, after all.

“Good, baby.” Daddy guided Tanner to the floor and started unbuttoning his pants.

Apprehension grew as Tanner saw the dark band of Daddy’s blue briefs. The cloth was stretched in its attempt to contain the monster within, and small wet circle had blossomed on the front of his briefs. Daddy was larger than the boy expected, yet Tanner promised himself that he’d try to please Daddy as much as he could. Surprisingly, his mouth slickened with saliva at the thought of Daddy’s “ba-ba” filling his mouth.

Daddy pushed down his underwear and pants to the floor and beckoned his baby closer. On his knees, Tanner waddled closer, Daddy’s pulsing peepee mere inches from his face.

“That’s a good baby. Now suck on Daddy’s ba-ba, baby. Be a good boy and make Daddy happy.”

Tanner grabbed Daddy’s hard peepee. His hands felt smaller and smaller the longer he gripped the massive peepee. He could smell Daddy’s scent, musky, but not too musky, just a whiff to remind Tanner that the man in the chair was really a man. And with that thought, Tanner took his Daddy into his mouth, the thick peepee filling his mouth. In his mind, Tanner imagined the peepee to be a bottle full of milk, just like the one he’d been sucking on earlier.

Just get all of the milk, Tanner thought. Drink it all down.

“Oh, yeah, that’s it, baby. Suck on Daddy’s ba-ba.” Daddy’s hands rubbed the back of his baby’s head; twisting fingers ruffled the boy’s hair. Moans escaped from his lips and his hips moved up and down, bucking into Tanner’s face, pushing Daddy’s ba-ba deeper and deeper into Baby’s mouth.

At first, Tanner found it hard to imagine the thick peepee filling his mouth as a bottle full of milk, but the more he heard Daddy moan, the more he knew that Daddy was happy, the easier it became. Soon, this was just another bottle full of milk, Daddy’s special milk, and so he sucked faster and faster, desperately seeking the special milk.

“Yes, Baby, oh yes. Suck it for Daddy. Suck it.” Daddy said over and over again, only differing when words didn’t seem to work. At those points he just moaned louder and louder.

Tanner started moaning, too. The vibrations sent Daddy into fits of pleasure; his legs spread further apart, and Tanner reached up with his little hands and started gently playing with Daddy’s balls. Daddy’s hands griped the arms of the rocking chair hard.

Meanwhile, Tanner’s own little peepee had grown stiff, pushing and rubbing against the wet diaper as he pleased his daddy.

“Good baby. Such a good diaper baby you are. I’m getting close, Baby. So close. Drink up Daddy’s milk, Baby.”

Tanner noticed a change in rhythm, Daddy’s peepee pulsed harder, so Baby sucked faster and faster, wanting that special milk.

And then he got it.

With a mighty groan, Daddy’s milk sprayed the back of his throat, filling Baby’s mouth, and Tanner drank it all up, just like Daddy wanted.

A second later, as he started swallowing Daddy’s tasty milk, Tanner’s diaper filled with more wetness, his orgasm shaking his entire body.

“Get it all, Baby. That’s a good boy. Daddy’s little boy.” Daddy’s breathing slowed, but his heart continued to pump furiously. “Looks like Baby enjoyed that. Didn’t you, Baby?”

Having slurped up the last drops of milk, Tanner released his Daddy’s peepee, nodded, and gave his daddy a devilish grin.

Daddy laughed. “I knew you’d like that, Baby.” He took a couple of deep breaths. “Now, let’s get Baby out of that soaked and sticky diaper.”

In quick and fluid movements, Daddy pulled up his pants, lifted his baby up, and carried the boy over to the changing table.

Tanner giggled as Daddy handed his baby the teddy bear that had fallen on the floor, and he continued to smile as Daddy changed his diaper, for he could think of nothing in the world that could ruin this happiness, their happiness. Daddy and Baby together.