Part 1
Jacob walked away. Defeated. Alone. Even by his standards, that date was terrible. Never again will he allow his friends to set him up.
It shouldn't have been surprising, but with every date, Jacob still maintains hope through the cynicism that something beautiful will come of the interaction. He hopes for true connection, but nothing ever happens. Truly feeling connected to someone, he was beginning to believe, was something that was beyond him. Truth be told, he was beginning to think it was not possible for anyone.
Heading home, he thought about his future. Being alone was something he was prepared for but not something he was willing to accept lying down. And then an idea hit him with surprising force: If he couldn't find a soul-mate, why not create one?
See, Jacob was a software and hardware developer, something of genius in his field. Currently, whenever he's not on disastrous dates, he is working in the field of holographic projections. As a child he loved watching Star Trek: The Next Generation, particularly any episode that involved the Holodeck. It truly was an amazing place, well suited for traveling through deep space. And now, it was Jacob's job to try and create just such a room.
Well, he hadn't really developed the whole room yet, just a helmet for the subject to wear that projected images directly into their mind. It wasn't a whole room, but it was a start. And that's where Jacob's thoughts were as he walked home that night. The late hour would not be a problem as he had already spent plenty of nights in his lab working. His job was not your typical nine-to-five, which he quite enjoyed.
As he reached the front door of his lab, Jacob reached into his wallet and pulled out his security card. He slid into the card reader, the door slid open, and he walked over the threshold.
It didn't take him long to reach his lab, once again using his security card to enter.
Inside there were hundreds of different instruments and computers. Ignoring most of the instruments strewn across the lab, Jacob walked over the computer and servers attached to a rather intimidating looking helmet. He sat down at his computer and turned it on.
The perfect boyfriend.
That was what his mind was locked on as he stared at the screen. What type of person would he consider to be perfect? Well, he guessed he would have to start with the most obvious aspect of what he considered to be a deal breaker: His perfect mate would have to be the "daddy" type; not a sugar-daddy, but a man who wanted a baby, an adult baby to be specific.
See, that's what separated Jacob from most of the guys he dated. He was an adult baby. He loved wearing diapers, drinking through a bottle or sippy cup, sucking on a pacifier, hugging his Teddy bear, and using his diapers. Whenever he was able to spend time in his baby-state, he felt relaxed, at peace, unconcerned with the problems of his life. It was a wonderful dream, but like all dreams, he would eventually have to wake up; life would rip him from his fantasy.
While waiting for the program to load, Jacob pulled out his personal laptop and opened a folder titled “Jewels,” which was were he had all his diaper-related pictures, stories, and videos. He'd spent plenty of time, not to mention a generous amount of his own “man-juices,” looking through this file wishing for the days when fantasy would become reality.
In order to create a fully-realized fantasy world, his program would accept all types of media files, compile them together to create a world of the subject's choosing, and the subject would fill in the rest with their own dreams and fantasies. Jacob's three-dimensional renderings worked fantastically well; now he just needed to create a device that was more practical than a heavy helmet. His dream was to do away with the helmet and create an entire room that generated fully corporeal projections, but he hadn't gotten that far yet.
The program had finished starting up, and without a second's hesitation, he uploaded everything from his “Jewel” folder into the holographic program and waited. It would take a while for program to compile all the information.
As he sat there, Jacob thought about what his dream would look like and about what the computer would design for his perfect mate.
After about thirty minutes, the computer indicated it was ready to begin the program.
Jacob took the helmet, reclined his chair into a more comfortable position, and placed the helmet over his head. Instantly, he felt the relaxation of the compound emitted by the helmet. It was an odor piped through the helmet itself. It was designed to put the subject into a trance, not exactly sleep otherwise the projection wouldn't be accepted. The subject's mind had to be in place between full consciousness and dreaming. Jacob's mind drifted into blank nothingness, waiting for it to be filled by his unique holographic program.
He was alone. Laying flat on his back. The room was fuzzy at first, difficult to make out. Then he heard a man's voice, deep and reassuring. Jacob had felt building panic, but the voice calmed him immediately. Everything was okay because Daddy was there.
"How's my baby?" Daddy asked. Jacob suddenly felt pure pleasure flow through his entire body. He couldn't respond, but he did smile and that was enough.
Daddy drifted into view, and he was beautiful. Strong, handsome, masculine. Daddy was everything Jacob wanted in a soulmate.
"Uh oh! Looks like someone had an accident!" And this was true because Jacob felt a warm wetness around his crotch. He was lying on top of a changing table in a thick, soaking wet diaper. "It's okay. That's what Daddy is here for, isn't it?"
Jacob nodded his head.
"Now take your bottle, drink your milk like a good boy, and I'll change you out of this diaper."
Daddy was very good, fast and gentle. Within a couple of minutes Jacob was standing up in his room in fresh, dry diaper. "That's my good baby boy. Now play with your toys while I get dinner ready."
"Okay Daddy."
As Jacob sat on the floor playing with his toys (action figures, Legos, and various stuffed animals), he felt that something was missing. Although the three-dimensional projection was top-notch, he still felt like he was wearing a helmet; the weight of it pressed down on his head. Even so, he enjoyed being inside a fantasy of his own creation.
A slight pressure, a slight tingle in the bladder told him he needed to pee, but before he could stop the program to use the restroom he felt it all come out, flooding his diaper in a spreading, swelling warmth that felt wonderful.
Wow, that was interesting, he thought. The program even registered his desire to lose all bladder control. Of course, he hadn't tested how a person's body would react whenever a biological necessity would arise. All his senses told him that he had just had an accident in his diaper, but he couldn't feel if he had had one in the real world. Normally such a problem would concern him, but he didn't care inside his fantasy world. Whatever the problem, he thought, Daddy would take care of it. There was nothing to worry about, as long as Daddy was around.
However, there was a problem: Jacob felt his dick grow hard. The warmth at his crotch felt so good. Suddenly, he forgot about whether or not he had wet his pants in the real world; he forgot about his toys; all he cared about was his throbbing dick and finding relief. Of course, when such needs arise, people typically find quite clever means to satisfy their desires. Jacob didn't need to look too far for his Teddy bear was not too far away and it was large enough to do the job.
Quickly, he grabbed his teddy bear and placed it against his dick. He gently rubbed it back and forth, back and forth across his dick. It felt so good, but it wasn't enough. He lay down on his stomach and started thrusting his hips into the bear, just like he'd done with so many guys before, only instead of a warm hole surrounded by two magnificent mounds of flesh, he had a soft, warm, soaked diaper, and in that instance it was hard to determine which felt better.
Harder and harder he thrusted, the wet diaper rubbing faster and faster against his dick. Pulsating pressure built up in his dick. He didn't want it to end, and so he held off for as long as he could, until he couldn't take it anymore, until the explosion could no longer be held off any longer.
It didn't take that long. With one final thrust, Jacob cried out and felt an explosion of cum erupt into his diaper, followed by smaller, but still pleasurable, mini-explosions. It was the most powerful orgasm he had felt in a very long time. His breath was labored; his heart raced, and at that at that moment he felt like a diaper was indeed better than the warm hole he normally experienced. He even temporarily forgot about the disastrous date he had experienced only two hours before. There in his lab, Jacob no longer had to worry about anything, not about telling anyone about his diaper fetish, not about how they would react, and definitely not about whether he would look like a freak in their eyes. In his computer-generated fantasy, Daddy would take care of everything.
And, on cue, Daddy walked in as Jacob was enjoying afterglow. "I see someone was enjoying his diapers." Jacob smiled and grew hot in his cheeks. "It's okay baby boy. That's what your diapers are for. Babies are supposed to make messes in their diapers. Are you a baby?"
"Yes, Daddy. I'm a baby. I need diapers." Jacob replied without realizing what he was saying at first.
"Good baby. Now here's your bottle. Drink up." Daddy handed Jacob a bottle filled with milk, and Jacob lay on his back and sucked on the nipple. Warm milk had never tasted so good. It felt good traveling down his throat, smooth and calming. Indeed, before the last of the milk had been sucked up, Jacob had fallen asleep.
Darkness fell over his eyes and his real senses returned to him. Before he had taken the helmet off, Jacob realized that his pants were soaked with pee and cum. So that's just one more thing he would have to remember for next time: wear real diapers.
After cleaning up, Jacob saved the new program--no one else used the lab so he didn't have to worry about others finding his little fantasy program. There was nothing he could do about his soaked pants, but it was still late, his apartment was not that far from his lab, and his pants were black. So he walked home, hoping no one would see the slightly darker shade of black between his legs.
Luckily, Jacob didn't run into a single person walking home, and he didn't see a single neighbor as he walked up the stairs. Upon entering his apartment, Jason immediately pulled off his damp jeans, his more than damp underwear, his socks, and his shirt. Each of these items he placed inside his washing machine and headed towards the closet in his room.
His apartment wasn't very large, but a very comfortable size for a person living alone. From inside his closet, Jacob pulled a cardboard box, and from inside that box he pulled out a number of things most people would find odd... Most people, that is, who are not familiar with being an ABDL. For those of us who are familiar, and especially for those of us who are members in this exclusive club, these items are necessities: wipes, baby powder (Jacob does have baby lotion, but did not need it at that moment), and a few disposable adult diapers.
With the efficiency of experience, Jacob quickly laid out the diaper, placed himself on top of it, and used the wipe to clean himself off. Next, he grabbed the baby powder and shook a generous amount all over his diaper area. The smell was always intoxicating and arousing. Of course, Jacob became very aroused again as the light powder fell on his dick and the smell caressed his nose. He taped up the diaper and placed the wipes and powder back into the box, but his hands did not back out empty-handed. He pulled out his paci and his Teddy bear. The paci went straight to his mouth and he took the Teddy bear to his bed and lay down.
However, the excitement of his excursion into his fantasy still had a strong hold over his mind, not to mention his dick. And so, once again he found himself masturbating, humping his pillow this time rather than his Teddy bear, sucking on his pacifier. The pacifier fell from his mouth and Jacob found himself speaking aloud through heavy breathing, "I need diapers. I love diapers. I'm a big baby!" And with those final words, "I'm a big baby," Jacob came for the second time that night.
Entirely spent form the day's activities, Jacob grabbed the fallen paci, put it back in his mouth, held his Teddy bear tight, and fell asleep, not realizing that another part of the program he'd created was beginning to go into effect. Well, it was a realization he didn't come to until much later, but in the morning he saw the first of its effects: Having never wet the bed in his life, or wanting to, Jacob soaked his diaper without waking.
It was the best sleep he'd had in years. He, whose ears are usually ultra-sensitive at night, didn’t even hear his phone signal a new text message.
Part 2
With crust-filled eyes, Jacob rolled around his bed a couple of times. He was groggy and a bit disorientated, but this was usual. Morning was not a great time for him, and his mind was usually slow to start, much like an out-of-date computer. However, the difference between Jacob’s mind and an old computer was that once he was awake Jacob’s mind worked quite well.
He sat up and stretched his arms and back. Something was different. It took him a minute, but he realized that the pacifier he’d fallen asleep with was still in his mouth. “That’s weird,” Jacob thought. He’d never kept a pacifier in his mouth the entire night before. He didn’t think such a thing was a bad omen, just interesting.
Then he noticed something else: his diaper felt different, different from what he was used to. Jacob pulled back the covers and looked down at his diaper. It was wet. Very wet. In fact, Jacob’s diaper was soaked.
“I wet the bed,” Jacob said out loud. Instantly, his dick grew hard. “Wow.” This was something he’d frequently wished for but had never achieved. Many times Jacob tried to wet the bed by drinking as much water as his stomach could hold before going to sleep. The outcome was never to his satisfaction. He’d always wake up in the middle of the night to the pain of bladder bursting for relief. And no matter how much he wanted to, nor what position he tried, he just could not wet his diaper while lying down. He’d given it up as impossible. “I guess I shouldn’t have tried too hard.”
Feeling happier than he had in a very long time, Jacob bounded out of bed and went to his diaper stash. He wasn’t going to waste this feeling, and since he didn’t have to go to work until later in the day, Jacob felt he could enjoy his diapers for a bit longer. He lay down on the floor and changed his diaper. His dick throbbed throughout the entire change, tenting his dry diaper. “I’ll take care of that later,” Jason thought with a smile.
For the rest of the day, Jacob crawled around and enjoyed being a baby. He even pulled out a stack of coloring books he kept under his bed. Spongebob Squarepants was on his television. A bottle filled with juice was never far away. It was an almost perfect morning and early afternoon. Almost perfect because he needed someone else to complete the fantasy. Jacob needed a Daddy.
During his playtime, Jacob would feel the slight pressure of pee pushing against the tip of his penis and he would just relax and let go, wetting several times that day. Of course, what he did not notice was that while his mind was focused on coloring, he wet more times than he thought. However, he was having fun and such things wetting without thinking it was the least of his worries.
In fact, Jacob didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary until later that day, about a couple of hours before he needed to leave for work. He was sitting on the floor in front of his couch, his Teddy bear wrapped in his arms, happily sucking on his pacifier when his stomach rumbled rather loudly. Jacob ignored this as he thought he’d poop right before he took a shower. There was no sense in wasting this wonderful feeling of being a baby while he still had time. Jacob had never messed his diapers before and found the whole act to be a little disgusting. Well, disgusting was not the right word: Jacob found the idea of messing his diapers annoying because he’d have to clean up the mess himself. What baby wants to clean up his or her own mess? That’s what Daddy’s for, right?
His stomach rumbled again, but this time Jacob felt the poop push against his butthole. “Uh oh,” he said. Jacob squeezed his butthole, trying and hoping to postpone the inevitable. After all, Spongebob was on, and Jacob loved Spongebob.
The feeling passed, and Jacob relaxed. He turned his full attention to the TV again.
A few minutes later, Jacob nearly jumped as something hot, thick, and slimy slid out of his butthole. The mess spread across his butt cheeks and warmed his balls. Jacob’s heart raced. While wetting his diaper at night was a welcome surprise, messing his diaper was something he was definitely not used to. And while messing himself for the first time since a baby was more than surprising, Jacob was even more surprised that his dick was rigid and pulsing. Just sitting there, without even touching himself, Jacob found he was close to climaxing. Feeling the mess come out and push against the diaper, feeling the warmth of it all spread across his backside and crotch was intensely erotic.
Confusion overwhelmed his mind, but extreme desire was directing body. His hands moved his Teddy bear over his crotch and began sliding the stuffed animal back and forth over his diapered dick. “Oh!” Jacob’s breath caught in his throat. He’d never felt anything like this before. The warm mess smeared throughout his diaper. Back and forth he rubbed the bear. At that moment, Jacob felt out of control. His desires were taking over his mind. At that moment, Jacob felt like a baby. He’d messed himself uncontrollably. He was a slave to his body.
“I am a baby,” he repeated again and again. He closed his eyes and thought back to the night before. He imagined his Daddy coming in to the living room and announcing loudly, “My! Somebody had an accident! Did you make a big stinky, Jakey!”
With his eyes still closed, Jacob answered, “Yes, Daddy. I pooped in my diaper!”
“Yes you did. What a good baby you are!”
Imagining Daddy praising him, Jacob moaned as the pleasure increased. He was nearly there, nearly at the end. His entire body writhed in pleasure.
“I’m a good baby. I pooped in my diapers. Good baby.”
“Yes. Now show Daddy how much you love your diapers.”
Jacob rubbed his Teddy bear harder and faster against his diaper. His hips rose up and pressed hard against the stuffed animal.
“How much do you love your diapers, baby boy?” Daddy asked in Jacob’s head.
“I love my diapers. I pooped my diapers, Daddy. I’m a baby. I’m a baby. I’m a baby!” Jacob nearly screamed the last “I’m a baby” and finally exploded in his diaper. Spurts of cum burst out of his dick, joining his already pee-soaked and messy diaper.
His breathing subsided. He laid down on the floor, hugging is Teddy bear, basking in the sweet afterglow as the pleasure spread throughout his entire body.
Jacob stuck his thumb in his mouth, it seemed the right thing to do, and fell asleep, more content than he’d ever felt.
Part 3
His cell phone rang, loud, and the first word out of his mouth was not at all characteristic of a good baby, but considering the situation he woke up in, appropriate, “Shit!”
He missed the call because his body was too slow, but Jacob did grab his cell phone to see who had called.
To his complete surprise, Jacob’s phone displayed six missed text messages and three miss phone calls. Eyebrows furrowed, he scrolled through the missed calls first.
The first two were from Andrew, his date from the night before. “Why would he call?” Jacob asked out loud.
The third missed call came from one of his coworkers, and it was at that point Jacob checked the clock on his microwave. He was already five minutes late. “Fuck!”
Jacob quickly got up and replaced all his diaper-related paraphernalia in their respective spots. Not until he reached the bathroom did he notice that cleaning up would take a bit longer than usual.
“Oh no! I forgot!” As if noticing the state of his diaper gave his nose permission to work again, the smell hit Jacob hard. It was horrendous, and not having any experience with messing, he took a couple of seconds to think about how best to accomplish the clean up.
He walked into his kitchen and grabbed a trash bag out of the pantry. The heavily soiled diaper would have to be thrown out on his way out. There was no way Jacob was going to keep such a horrible smell in his apartment. And yet, while Jacob was disgusted with messing his diaper, he quite enjoyed it, if only someone else could have changed him.
He enjoyed losing control.
Back in his bathroom, after turning on the shower, Jacob slowly, carefully removed the diaper. The smell got worse, almost tangible, as if the smell had solidified and smacked Jacob in the face, which did not help Jacob’s sensitive gag reflex at all.
With the diaper secure inside of the trash bag, Jacob stepped into the shower and allowed the hot water to wash away the mess and smell.
Jacob thoroughly washed his entire body, making sure every inch was clean. In the middle of cleaning, Jacob was surprised to find himself peeing in the shower. He hadn’t even felt the urge to go. “Could this be happening?” he thought. What if the program he had tested the night before had messed with his mind? What if it had recognized a desire to lose all control? The questions disturbed Jacob just as much as they intrigued and excited him.
After showering, Jacob stood in his bedroom, naked. There was no hiding it; he would have to wear a diaper to work. Now, this was something he had already planned to do to further test his virtual reality program, but he had not planned on really needing to wear a diaper; the diaper was only supposed to be necessary to save him from walking home in dirty pants again.
Jacob quickly diapered up and dressed, choosing his loosest-fitting pants. In addition, he packed his shoulder bag with extra diapers, some travel wipes, and his bottle of baby powder. Jacob couldn’t help but smile at the idea that he needed a diaper bag again after all these years.
Forty-five minutes after being woken up so rudely, Jacob was happily walking down towards his lab. The whole time he was well aware of the diaper beneath his pants and the hint of baby powder that would sporadically waft up to his nose.
Like the night before, Jacob’s journey back to the lab did not take that long. He swiped his security card to get into the building and again when he reached his personal lab. There was no need for him to worry about being in trouble, especially since he worked alone. On route to his lab, Jacob made sure to call his coworker. The coworker that called was just worried because Jacob was hardly ever late. Jacob assured his coworker that everything was fine, that he had just taken a nap and had overslept.
Once inside his own lab, Jacob felt a surge of excitement. He would have much more time to test his program and its capabilities.
He dropped his bag in a nearby chair, set up his virtual reality program, and in half an hour was once again living his fantasy as baby.
As a part of the main program, Jacob had inserted a few safety and necessity features to allow for anyone enjoying their virtual life to be safely extracted from the program so he or she could deal with whatever was happening in the outside world.
The cue was a phone call. A character in the program would approach the subject and inform him or her that someone was on the phone and needed to talk.
In the middle of Jacob’s fantasy (while he was playing with his toys on the floor, cartoons on the television), Daddy approached him and said, “You’ve got a phone call, baby boy.” And in his hands was Jacob’s toy rotary phone.
Smiling, Jacob took the handset and placed it against his ear, upside down. “Oops! You’ve got it backwards there, buddy.” Daddy grabbed the handset and flipped it for Jacob.
“Hello?” Jacob answered, and everything, the toys, the phone, and Daddy vanished. He had been brought out of his fantasy, reluctantly.
Frustrated, Jacob removed the helmet on his head. There was a message on his computer. It indicated that someone was outside, calling for him. He clicked on the message and was shown a very good-looking young man standing outside at the front entrance. The image was coming from the security camera just above the door.
“What the hell?” Jacob said out loud. The young man on the computer screen was the very same guy Jacob had had a disastrous date with the previous night.
“I know you’re working, Jacob. You can’t avoid me forever, you know. I just want to talk to you.” The young man looked anxious and worried, which softened Jacob’s anger a bit.
“Andrew, I don’t want to talk to you. You made it pretty clear last night, how you felt.” Even while he said this, Jacob felt as though something was different about Andrew.
The previous night, Jacob (in an effort in honest communication) had told Andrew over dinner about being an ABDL. Of course, Andrew did not know what Jacob meant. However, as the latter tried to give an adequate explanation of his fetish, Andrew’s face fell. It had been too much. Andrew immediately considered it a form of pedophilia, and voiced his disgust of such a practice. Jacob tried to explain everything calmly, but to no avail. Andrew would not hear anything else Jacob had to say. They paid their bill and left. Jacob had not thought Andrew would ever speak to him again.
“I’m sorry about last night, Jacob. Could you please let me in? I want to talk about,” he paused and looked around, making sure no one was around to hear him, “what you told me at dinner last night.”
“What? Want to make more insidious accusations?” Jacob asked.
“No. I’m sorry about that. I didn’t know what to think. See, I really like you. I was just scared of what you told me. I’d never heard of such a thing. Please, let me in. I don’t want to talk to you through a computer screen.” Andrew was pleading. His eyes glistened with expectation.
Jacob stared and waited, considering. Andrew was very cute and, before their blow up, had been an excellent date, which was why Jacob had decided on full disclosure.
“Okay.” Jacob said, and he clicked the icon on his computer that opened the outside door. It slid open and Andrew stepped over the threshold. The video image switched to a different camera, following Andrew down the hallway that led to Jacob’s lab.
Jacob had to use the door’s keypad to let Andrew in, so he got up and walked towards the lab’s door. He pushed the red button on the pad and the door slid open revealing, in flesh and blood, Andrew.
Andrew was taller than Jacob, by at least a foot, and had much stronger build. Where Jacob was thin and short, Andrew was tall and muscular, lean, like a swimmer. Andrew’s hair was short, dark, and a bit unruly, spiking up in the back. But the rest of Andrew’s body did not compare to his eyes, which were kind and a light brown. “Beautiful” was the first thought to pop into Jacob’s mind when he’d first looked into Andrew’s eyes.
Though his sweaty hands betrayed nervousness, Jacob forced his voice to remain calm, for at that moment he remembered he was wearing a diaper beneath his jeans, a wet one.
“Okay, you’re here, so what do you want to talk about? I have work to do.” Jacob said as he walked back to his chair.
Andrew took up the other chair and hesitated, unsure of where to begin. “As I said, I’m sorry about last night. It was wrong for me to accuse you of… that.”
“It was. Go on.”
“After we left, I felt horrible by the way I acted. You had told me something very private, and what did I do? Beat away your honesty because I was scared. So the moment I got home I decided to do some research of my own. I found a few websites that have proved very helpful,” he paused, “and I found your profiles.”
Jacob swallowed hard. He had tons of pictures connected to his profiles, not to mention a few stories. He had been ready to tell Andrew about being an ABDL, but he had not been ready to show him all of that.
Andrew continued, “At first, I was a little freaked out. But after a while, especially after reading some of your stories, I found myself thinking how cute you looked in those pictures. Strange, I never thought I’d find a guy in diapers to be cute. But you are.” Andrew seemed surprised to admitting such a thing, almost as surprised as Jacob felt hearing it. “I really like you, Jacob, and since this is such an important part of who you are, I should accept that.”
Jacob was almost speechless, “Thank you.”
“I am curious, though.” Andrew said.
“About what?”
“Do you really want to be treated like a baby?” There was no judgment in Andrew’s eyes, just curiosity.
Jacob was not prepared for this, but he felt honesty was the best way to go. “It’s always been a fantasy of mine. I’ve just always wanted to be taken care of.”
Andrew considered this for a minute. “Okay. If you’re willing, I’d like to take a stab at it. Take care of you, I mean. If you want?” He seemed unsure if Jacob would accept this proposal.
However, Andrew’s fear was unwarranted; this was exactly what Jacob had been hoping for, only he’d never expected for his dream to come true. Stunned, “Yes,” was all he could say.
“All right. Well, I don’t really know what you’re expecting. I guess I’ll learn as we go along. I mean, this won’t be permanent, at least not right away, right?” Andrew asked, a smile stretching across his face, making it even more beautiful than before.
“Well, I have an idea. If you trust me?”
Andrew nodded.
Jacob turned to his computer and typed in some new parameters for his fantasy program. “Okay. Now, hold still.”
Andrew froze, unsure what to expect. A loud click broke the silence, an imitation camera shutter.
“All right, the computer has taken your picture and will use your image in this new virtual reality program I’ve been working on.” Jacob was unsure what else to call the role Andrew would play in the fantasy, but decided that if Andrew was willing to participate then he could handle his title in the role-play. “You’ll be my Daddy.” Jacob blushed. He’d never called anyone that before, at least not a real person.
Surprisingly, Andrew said, “Okay.” He seemed excited. “But before we try that, there is something I’d like to do.”
“What’s that?” Jacob asked, confused.
“Change your diaper. I can smell the baby powder, and from the other smell mixed in, you must be pretty wet.” Andrew’s smile widened.
Jacob blushing cheeks deepened in color. Now that he paid attention to it, his diaper was very soaked, almost to the point of leaking. He nodded, slightly embarrassed.
Andrew took control from there. “Okay, buddy. Lay down on the floor.” As he lay down on the concrete floor, Jacob handed Andrew his shoulder bag with all of his supplies.
Andrew looked through the bag and pulled out everything he needed. “I have a few nieces and nephews still in diapers, so I’ve done this before, just not on so large a scale. Of course, you’re not that much bigger than my nephews.” Andrew winked at Jacob, who smiled. He had never been happier in all of his life.
With more expertise than Jacob had expected, Andrew had unbuckled Jacob’s belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled them down to his ankles revealing Jacob’s soaked diaper underneath. Jacob’s embarrassment increased because his dick was rock hard, pushing up against the diaper.
“I see someone really does like his diapers.” Andrew said, adopting a voice much like the Daddy in Jacob’s virtual reality program.
Andrew un-taped Jacob’s diaper, loosing it, and began to rub Jacob’s dick through the wet diaper. A grateful moan immediately escaped from Jacob’s mouth.
“I better take care of this before putting you in a dry diaper.” Andrew said as he pulled back the diaper. Jacob’s dick nearly stood straight up, and Andrew gripped it firmly in his hand and began stroking, up and down, up and down. “Wow, it looks like someone really needs diapers. You’re soaked there, buddy.” Up and down, up and down, Andrew continued to pull on Jacob’s dick.
“Tell me, Jakey, how much do you love being in diapers?” Andrew asked.
“I love it! I love being in diapers!” Jacob breathed, heaving his hips up against Andrew’s up and down motion.
“You want to be a baby, don’t you?”
“Yes!”
“Show me how much you love being a baby. Cum for me.” Andrew’s hand moved faster, pulling harder and harder on Jacob’s dick. His other hand reached beneath Jacob’s butt and fingered his butthole. Jacob moaned louder, the pleasure increased tenfold. He was close, and Andrew knew it. “That’s it, baby. Cum for your Daddy!”
“Yes, Daddy! I’m such a baby, such a baby! Yes, Daddy!”
“That’s it! That’s it!”
“Oh, I’m cumming!” And with a great shudder, Jacob shot a huge load all over his chest and stomach, soiling his shirt with cum.
After a few more strokes to make sure every drop had been squeezed out, Andrew grabbed some wipes and cleaned up his new baby boy, soaking up as much of the semen on Jacob’s shirt as he could.
Jacob watched, fascinated, as Andrew removed the wet diaper, placed a dry one beneath his butt, wiped clean his diaper area, sprinkled a generous helping of powder, and tapped the diaper securely. And as Andrew finished, Jacob noticed something: Andrew’s pants had grown tighter, a throbbing dick pushing out against the fabric.
Jacob rolled on to his hands and knees and indicated that Andrew should sit down in one of the chairs. He did so, and Jacob reached for the button of Andrew’s jeans, unbuttoned the fly, and pulled the zipper down slowly. Small, wet spots of pre-cum glistened on Andrew’s boxer briefs. His dick pulsed. Jacob pulled down Andrew’s pants and underwear, releasing the swollen dick, and put his lips around the head.
With special care and slow attention, Jacob took more and more of Andrew’s dick into his mouth until it touched the back of his throat. This surprised Jacob because giving head had never been something he could stomach for long, especially since he had a sensitive gag reflex, but he felt different with Andrew. Jacob felt as though he wanted nothing but to please Andrew, do whatever he asked. And so, Jacob sucked on Andrew’s dick, bobbing his head up and down, sucking and tasting all of his new Daddy’s cock.
Andrew’s head fell back and a moan escaped his lips. It felt great. He lifted his head and looked down at Jacob sucking away, his head moving faster and faster. Andrew could see Jacob’s diaper, which increased his own excitement. He was surprised that watching a diaper boy give him head would be such a turn on.
The pleasure in his dick grew. Soon, very soon, he would cum. His breathing quickened, matching Jacob’s pace as he sucked harder and faster.
“Oh, you’re a good baby. Suck it. Suck it for Daddy.” Andrew breathed. “You like sucking Daddy’s cock, don’t you?”
Jacob moaned affirmative, and Andrew felt the pressure in his dick building and building. He was only seconds away. He put a hand on Jacob’s shoulder to warn him, but Jacob brushed his hand aside. Jacob was going all the way.
Andrew could hold back no longer. He exploded in Jacob’s mouth; pulse after pulse spewing cum down Jacob’s throat. Jacob continued sucking, tasting every last drop of his Daddy’s cum, which tasted only a bit salty and wonderful.
After every last drop of cum had been sucked out of Andrew, Jacob looked up into Andrew’s eyes. They sat there for a few moments in silence. And finally, Andrew grabbed the back of Jacob’s head and pulled him to his mouth. The kiss was electric, hot. Andrew could taste his cum on Jacob’s lips, but this didn’t bother him. All he wanted was to kiss those lips and caress that tongue with his own.
They kissed and kissed for what seemed an hour. And when they finally broke apart, both boys pulled up their pants (Andrew threw the dirty diaper in the trash) and they once again sat down in the two chairs.
“Hey, want to see my program?” Jacob asked after a few minutes. He really wanted Andrew to see what he’d built. A kid with a new toy, that’s what he was.
“Sure. I’d love to, sport.” Andrew replied.
Jacob smiled and grabbed a second helmet and placed it on Andrew’s head. “Now, don’t worry. You’ll forget about this thing once the program starts. Okay?”
“All right.” Andrew couldn’t help but feel excited. He wanted to see the fantasy world Andrew had created. There was no better way to know what to do than see it in Jacob’s virtual world.
Jacob put his own helmet on and held his hand ready on the mouse. “Ready?” He asked.
“Yes.”
“Okay. Here we go.” Jacob clicked the mouse.
Andrew was suddenly in a small kitchen, sitting at a table, with another man sitting across from him.
“Hello, Andrew.” The man said.
Not knowing what else to say, Andrew replied, “Hello.”
“This may be strange for you, but don’t worry, this is all part of the program Jakey made.”
“Okay.”
“Jakey’s in the other room, playing. But before you go in there to be a part of his life, there a few things we need to talk about first.”
“Okay.” Andrew said, a little reluctant.
“The program Jakey built is fulfilling his fantasy. Based on all the material he uploaded into the program, the computer discovered that Jakey had a desire to be taken care of, to be dependent on someone else. Until you came along, I was the one filling that role. I was his Daddy.”
“I see.” Andrew said.
“Now, you’re here. Would you like to be Jakey’s Daddy?” The man’s voice was stern.
“Yes.” Andrew replied quickly.
“Okay. Just to warn you, the computer has created a subroutine in Jakey’s mind. He’s lost all control of his bodily functions, as per his fantasy request. There are also a couple of key phrases you will be able to use to control the amount of time he spends as a baby. ‘Little man’ and ‘big boy’ are the phrases you will need to know. ‘Little man’ is the phrase to put Jakey in baby-mode. ‘Big boy’ is the phrase to pull him back to being Jacob. You can work these phrases as naturally as you can into the conversation, but know this: at all times Jakey will need to be diapered. That way, he’s always aware of the diaper boy he truly is. Understand?”
“Yes, I do.” Andrew answered.
“Good. Now, I’ll ask you again. Do you want to be Jakey’s Daddy?”
“Yes, I want to be Jakey’s Daddy.” Andrew had never been so sure of anything in his life.
“Good. Now, go into the living room and initiate the baby-mode phrase I gave you. That will start the program. Good bye, Andrew.” And with that, the man vanished.
Andrew stood up and walked into the living room. There, on the floor, was Jakey. He was wearing a onesie with teddy bears printed all over it. His thick diaper was clearly visible. Directly in front of him were some Legos. He was building a house. The television was playing Spongebob.
Standing there, looking at his new baby boy, Andrew had never felt happier in all his life. That happiness radiated from every part of his body, even the words that came out his mouth: “Hey there, little man! Come and give your Daddy a hug.”
