Generation 8
Chapter 1: What the Hell?
I woke up with a pain in my head. I didn't remember my name or who I was. I looked around and didn't recognize my surroundings at all. I was in a white cage or maybe it was crib. There was a mural of baby animals around the walls of the room I was in, meaning I was probably in a crib, not a cage. I tried to sit up but I couldn't. I looked to my left and my right to find was tied up to whatever I was laying on. I could feel leather strips holding me down around my wrist and ankles. I could also feel something bulky and soft in between my legs. I looked closely at it and I realized it was a diaper. I hea
my little diaper boy chapters 3-7 by vevoman, literature
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my little diaper boy chapters 3-7
Chapter 3: The babysitter and the brother
It was 7:00 and the doorbell rang, it was Derik, of course it wasn't a surprise, he was after all Blake's babysitter tonight. Blake's mom answered it in a blue dress, her curly shoulder length dirty blonde hair flowing a little past her shoulders, and her hazel eyes sparkling from all the make-up she was wearing.
"Good evening Mrs. Shifter, you look nice tonight," Derik said amazed that she was taller than him in her high heels, since he was one of the tallest boys at his school.
"Why thank you Derik, now I'll be home around 11 and even though your teenage Blake's boyfriend, you're not baby Blake
My Little Diaper Boy
"Blake come on we've got to get going or you'll be late," Blake's mom yelled down the hall."I'm coming," Blake said shutting down his computer. Blake was ready and he got in the car. "Are you excited?" Blake's mom asked. "No I'm not," Blake said trying to ignore his mom. "Come on it's your birthday and were going out," Blake's mom said. "Fine," Blake said annoyed.
Soon they got to Blake's favorite Italian restaurant. A waitress sat the down at a table and in a few minutes she returned to take their orders. "I'll have the Chicken Fettucini Alfredo," Blake said."OK