My Girlfriend Nancy

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My Girlfriend Nancy

2008-05-17 17:49:24

Note: This is strictly a fictional fantasy story

Nancy and I developed a warm relationship and enjoyed many sexual encounters together. Prior to having actual sex, we often engaged in long foreplay activities, increasing each other's sexual excitement. I'm not sure why, but I never shared with her my innermost sexual fantasy/fetish, that being I wanted to role-play acting as her submissive baby boy. However, she did pick up on my fetish for her panties. In fact, during some of our sexual interludes, Nancy would take off her moist panties and either places them over my face or sometimes makes me wear them. She knew from a discussion we had way earlier that I enjoyed seeing her wear them, not only because they looked so sexy on her cute behind, but also because they looked somewhat like a pair a baby's rubber pants (from the time when we were babies, and our parents put them on over our cloth diapers.). Now that I know what turns her on, I’m still surprised she never mentioned her desire to have me become her Baby boy.

I’ve tried to discover what deep-rooted fetish she might have, but aside from having me once in a while pretend I’m her submissive sexual boy-toy who must make her climax by licking her vagina until she’s satisfied, I have yet to identify what her real fetish might be (until now). Even though we had an open dialogue, I somehow felt she was holding back the truth of her sexual desires.

We each had a key to each other's apartment and one time when I was away on business, Nancy needed to enter my apartment to look for some items she believed she left there. That by itself was no problem, but when doing so, she discovered in one of my desk draws (which I accidentally left unlocked) some of my magazines and articles involving infantilism. Although she respected my privacy, her curiosity got the best of her and she proceeded to look further into the draw, only to find my cache of adult baby items, such as diapers (both cloth and disposable), plastic panties (and regular women’s large-sized white panties), and the usual accompaniment of powder, baby oil, baby bottles and some pacifiers. It was then she decided to enter my private fetish life, by incorporating her fantasy desire, which was, as I later discovered, having me become her submissive BABY, by dressing me up in baby attire, changing my diaper, making me crawl around her apartment in a wet diaper and have me physically stimulate her before she would consider changing me. She also would enjoy feeding me a bottle, then breast-feeding me. To top it off I always had to suck on a pacifier, and was not permitted to speak until she removed it. As it turned out, and as I soon discovered, we both shared a similar fantasy/fetish. Just another reason why we were very compatible.

The following was the basic premise of how she made me her baby boy. I was kept completely in the dark until her plan unfolded.

We often slept together (not unusual) and she first "accidentally" left a pair of her used white panties on her bed. So there I was, on her bed, and the urge to feel, look and sniff those moist panties became so overwhelming. As I lost control and started to place these panties over my face to smell the crouch of these heavenly panties, she came into the room and caught me. I was embarrassed and didn't know what to say. She broke the silence by saying how infantile I was acting and that she might go out and buy some panties for me to wear. I mildly protested (which I have no idea why), but the subject was somehow dropped.

Later that evening we had some drinks together, but I was unaware that she had spiked my drinks with both a diuretic and a mild muscle relaxant. When I became groggy, I went to sleep (in her bed). Well, that morning I woke up only to discover I had, indeed, wet the bed, which was exactly part of her plan. Of course I felt embarrassed, especially when Nancy chimed in with comments such as "you're really just a big baby. First I find you playing with my panties, then you wet the bed, just like a baby boy." As I stuttered and apologized, she said that we we’ll discuss this incident later that evening. “I’ve got an idea that should really get the both of us excited, perhaps you’ll might be able keep erect most of the time”. 

Today was Saturday, and we did "normal" activities together, from food shopping to just enjoying each other's company. However, once in a while she'd make a passing remark about me being a big baby. These remarks were not said in a malicious tone, but more of a teasing tone. I just laughed with her but swallowed hard, knowing deep inside she was right on target…if only she knew what I was really into.

I'll fast-forward to that evening, as her plan unfolded:

When we getting ready for bed, I kind of felt obligated to tell Nancy that tonight I’d make sure I wouldn't wet the bed again. This must have been the opening she was looking for, because it was then that she lovingly embraced me, put her arms around me and said "honey, I know you won't wet the bed tonight. In fact, I'm going to help make sure you don't wet my bed tonight". She then looked me straight in the eye and informed me “boys who wet the bed are only big baby boys who must wear diapers at night, so I'm going to put you back into diapers, and you’ll become my big baby boy”. Although I was speechless, it was becoming obvious to her that I was, indeed, getting excited at the thought. It was then that she told me about discovering my "things", and she then asked me why I never told her about my infantile fetish about becoming sexually excited by having her treat me as her baby …putting me in diapers and rubber pants and become her submissive baby boy. She then confessed to me this also was her inner desire; that she'd love to regress me, turn me into her baby boy and that she would love to treat me as a big baby, and by doing so, she would become very excited about being dominant while having me wear a diaper and baby panties, being under her total control, while assuming this submissive role.

After we both realized that we were about to enter a new sexual phase of our relationship, Nancy chimed in by saying there would be a few rules that I must adhere to.

First, whatever she asked me to do, I must do it. She said she wouldn’t publicly humiliate me, but anything else was “fair game” when we were by ourselves (excluding anything that would hurt me). Second, I would never use the toilet for peeing, as that's what my diapers were for. In fact, she said she would be more excited when I was in wet diapers, and therefore would always keep me in wet diapers. And third, if I should climax, I still had to continue her game, until she was satisfied and said we were finished. Becoming excited, I told Nancy “honey, I’ll be your best, one & only slave baby – and be you’re boy toy that wet’s himself and will do many romantic and lustful things to you – and make sure you orgasm frequently, becoming very wet yourself”, as I was thinking about her natural juices and how she gets all wet when excited, in all the interesting places – especially in and around her vagina. Oh, what great conditions for sucking with my mouth and licking with my tongue, I kept thinking

After lying down, Nancy started to undress me, and even though I didn’t protest, I found myself sort of weakened and in such a state of arousal, that I couldn’t stop her, even if I wanted to. I’ve obviously been nude before her plenty of times, but this time it was so erotic for me. She noticed my developing erection and smiled, instructing me to do as she says. As she was wiping my diaper area with baby wipes, Nancy talked to me in a singsong fashion, saying things like I’m her big baby boy and such a big baby needs to wear diapers. I noticed laying on the side of the bed were some of my baby-fetish items she discovered, along with some other baby items she had bought for the occasion.

She then loosely tied my hands to the bedposts so I wouldn’t “interfere” with doing what she was about to do. After becoming immobile and at her mercy, Nancy first wiped Johnson’s baby oil all over between my legs, then after, she sprinkled a lot of baby powder over my diaper area. She spread it all around with her finger tips, all the while touching and kissing me as a mother would when she’s changing her baby. By now there was such a sweet baby scent that permeated the bedroom. I noticed she took a very thick diaper, more babyish than the ones I had, held it up in front of my face and told me this is what I need to wear, so I won’t wet her bed. She continued by saying I must now get used to wearing diapers at night.

Right after she picked up my legs to slip the diaper underneath me, she took out a pacifier, inserted it into her moist vagina, had me watch her play with herself for a bit. She then inserted the juicy pacifier into my mouth and moved it all around! What a delightful surprise. Afterwards, she removed the pacifier and started kissing me, inserting her tongue inside my mouth, then re-inserted the pacifier. This just made me more horny and erect. (I’m sure this also elevated her excitement).

Nancy then expertly pinned the diaper on me. To get me more aroused (and probably to make me feel more submissive), she then said since I would be wetting my diaper, I would now have to wear “special” panties, the kind that little babies needed to wear over their diapers. She then held in front of me a pair of adult-sized milky-white rubber baby panties that looked so authentic, like the kind of baby pants I wore when I was a real baby. She claimed that since I also had a panty fetish, she insisted that I first needed to beg her to put them on me, and confirm that I needed to wear diapers and rubber panties because I wet the bed and I’m now her big diaper baby. She took my pacifier out of my mouth, had me smell, feel and lick the panties. After chewing on the leg openings, I then blurted out loud that...”I’m a big baby, I wet the bed, and must be put back into diapers”. She then asked me to continue... so I then said “I must always wear rubber pants over my diapers”. Upon verbalizing this, she shook them out and started to pull the panties up my legs and then made sure the panties completely secured my diaper. She then kissed my forehead and lightly rubbed my hard member encased within a thick diaper and rubber panties.

So here I was, her baby boy, wearing thick cloth diapers, rubber panties and smelling of sweet baby powder and baby oil. After untying me, she then put on me a white cotton tee shirt, sprinkled some more baby powder on my chest so I would smell babyish, and then proceeded to dress me into one of her baby doll night pajamas. She allowed her hand to move gently over my diaper area, gliding over the panties, eventually lifting the elastic just to check if I was wet.  Of course I wasn’t, just yet, but would be very soon. Needless to say I felt very infantile and relished being her baby boy. So, I was now Nancy ’s baby boy, and did she make me act the part. After crawling around her apartment in my diapers and baby attire, she called to me, asking me to crawl over to the couch where she was sitting. Upon climbing onto the couch, Nancy slide my head onto her lap, sort of between her legs, and fed me a baby’s bottle of warm milk. She noticed how I was enjoying the sensations, which was also getting her excited. As Nancy was feeding me my bottle, she stroked her own crotch, which was becoming very moist. In fact, she removed the bottle from my mouth, inserted the nipple into her wet vagina, and then placed the wet nipple back into my mouth. Just like before with the pacifier (as she was initially diapering me), Nancy wanted to make sure I tasted her juices and would orally give her a great time.  

I finally needed to pee, which I told Nancy, but she then reminded me why I was wearing a big diaper - so I can pee in my baby pants, and that baby boys always pees into his diaper. In fact, she seemed eager for me to wet myself. She wanted me in a wet diaper. And sure enough, after a slow trickle, a strong stream of pee came out, as evidenced by the expanding yellowish stain which could be easily detected thru the translucent panties. Peeing in my diaper showed Nancy how much of a baby I was, and she commented by saying oh, did baby wet himself?” My, am I glad I put you in a diaper. The thick diapers she put on me, along with the rubber panties, would make sure nothing would leak. All the wetness stayed where Nancy wanted it – between my legs, in my crotch. Afterwards she gently had me lay down on the couch, drinking the bottle by myself. I found out what she was up too only after I noticed a flash – she took some photos of me that showed clearly I was wearing wet diapers and drinking from a baby’s bottle. I was surprised at how much the diaper held - and since it wasn’t near capacity, Nancy wasn’t going to change me - at least not yet. To say I was becoming hot & aroused would be an understatement. By this time Nancy was also becoming very hot and horny, and pulled off her pants (leaving her moist panties on), and directed me to lick her entire crotch area. After she laid on top of me, in the 69 position, I easily found her moist crotch (she was still wearing her panties, which were getting soaked). I licked and sucked as best I could, becoming saturated with her wetness. As I was doing this, she rubbed my hard member through my baby panties and wet diaper. After inserting her hand inside my diaper, and noticing how wet I was, she told me again why her baby boy needed to wear diapers and rubber pants, which somehow only made me more excited, especially knowing my yellow-stained diaper was so near her face, with only my baby-powder-scented smelly rubber panties between her face and my diapered crotch.

Little did I know that earlier she had peed a small amount into her panties beforehand, so both the urine and vaginal aroma made me wild. After chewing her panties, she then moved them down, I then found her erect clitoris and sucked, sucked, and sucked until she received the climax of her life. She yelled out such a groan, and have such a big smile of satisfaction on her face! She said I was such a good baby boy and then pulled up these same panties for later use. She nestled my head onto her breast, guided her nipple into my mouth and nursed me. As I was sucking on her nipple, Nancy continued to say that I should’ve been put back into diapers a long while ago, and that she intended to keep me in diapers all the time. After she finished nursing me, she decided it was time to change my diaper.

She had me crawl in my wet diapers up onto her bed. There I noticed, waiting for me, a fresh set of folded cloth diapers. When she pulled off my plastic baby pants, the aroma of pee and baby powder filled the room. I felt and smelled every bit like her little baby. Especially with Nancy towering over me, her beautiful long hair draping itself over my chest as she approached me, her baby, to change me. After unpinning my wet diaper and placing the diaper close to my face so I could smell how much of a baby I really was, she then pulled off her panties (the one's I sucked on earlier), placed them over my face (with the crotch over my nose and mouth) and inserted my penis into her moist vagina. After we made love, which we both enjoyed very much, she exclaimed that I must continue wearing the same diapers overnight.

Asking for an explanation from her, she simply told me that my diapers were only damp, and she thought it best to remain in those smelly diapers the entire night. She actually placed the damp, used diaper under a fresh one (the fresh one being on top). To avoid developing diaper rash, Nancy rubbed on more baby oil (very sensually), then sprinkled more baby powder onto my diaper area before pinning the damp diaper back on. Along with the smell of damp urine, along with the sweet baby aroma of both the baby oil and baby powder, and having obvious yellow pee stains on my diaper, it was now very evident that I was, indeed, a big baby. She did, however, place a fresh pair of baby pants over the smelly diapers. But Nancy wasn’t done. She cuddled me in her arms and fed me a night bottle of warm milk, saying that tonight her bed would stay dry. Upon finishing the bottle, she pulled down her blouse, removed one of her firm breasts, and offered it to me, not that I had any choice. But I required no encouragement – I immediately placed my mouth over her pink nipple, and began to softly suckle her breast, as her hands were gently massaging me, with light strokes over my diapers. Afterwards, she inserted a pacifier in my mouth, kissed me goodnight and then fell asleep. When I woke up in the morning, it felt like I did, indeed, pee some more.

I honestly didn’t understand why I wouldn’t have woken up in the middle of the night to relieve myself, as per my adult self. But when Nancy said “it looks like the sedative worked”, I developing a weird feeling, and started to wonder how long and deep she intended to role-play. And so I asked her how much longer she wanted to “play”. Nancy then suggested that for as long as our role-playing baby game kept me excited (and hard), she saw no reason to stop. Only when I then hinted at the idea that I was having enough, did Nancy confess that being dominant over her a submissive baby boy friend was keeping her very horny, excited and she found it very sensual. She enjoyed babying me, and especially enjoyed the times when I’d bring her off to amazing orgasms orally, just like being her big diaper baby slave. She was now going to change my diaper, very sensually. She looked at how wet I was, and starting to move her hand down to feel my soaked diaper through my panties. Then she placed her hand under the panties, feeling the warmth of the fresh urine. She started unpinning my wet diaper. Along with the scent of a wet diaper, we were both becoming excited once again. Nancy then straddled me, her bare vagina only inches from my mouth – she bent down and placed her soft lips onto my erect member, licking her baby’s shaft. With her juices flowing freely from her sweet pussy, I returned the favor and hungrily lapped up her special drink, while Nancy began to suck on me in earnest, moving faster and faster up and down the length of my penis. As I started to gyrate, she brought her pussy straight down onto my face and we both enjoyed another wild orgasm.

Nancy had every intention of “going deeper” as she very much wanted me to stay her diaper-dependent baby boy. She had it figured out. She knew all she had to do was discuss her desires when she had my erection in her hand, and massaging my pre-com over my penis, with special attention to the top. I was now is erotic heaven, as she continued to rub my penis she exclaimed: ‘Oh, look at you, your diapers are so yellow because of all the pee-pee you made. Honey, you are such a big baby, but I love you because you’re my baby”. Here, let me get you into something dryer”. Nancy then started to pull down my rubber panties, but didn’t take them off - she pulled them down to the bottom of my feet, as she had every intention of re-diapering me. She unpinned the soaking diaper, and said that until she gets a real diaper pail, she’ll put these inside a plastic garbage bag. My crotch was of course smelly, and started to show signs of diaper rash. When Nancy started to rub some baby oil onto my erect penis, getting me very hot & bothered, she then started to whisper comments that suggested one way to avoid getting diaper rash was to allow her to remove my pubic hair. At this stage, I was excited and so agreeable; giving into her I said that would be a good idea. (seems like I’m falling deeper into her trap). She just happened to have a jar of hair removal cream nearby, and started massaging the cream all over my diaper area (where there was hair). She then said that she first wanted me to wash up before pinning on a fresh diaper. So she pulled off the panties, had me go the bathroom, take a fast shower, and come straight back. During the shower did I then notice my pubic hair falling off, rinsing away. I then realized she IS the dominant one, and I should go along for the ride, so to speak. After I finished showering, she greeted me with a large terrycloth towel and started to dry me. Afterwards, she had me lay down on her bed, chuckling at my now hairless crotch. She slid a thick cotton diaper under me, massaged a lot of baby oil all around my diaper area, erotically making me cum into the diaper, then liberally sprinkled baby powder and pinned me into my fresh diapers. Afterwards, she took out yet another fresh pair of baby panties, pulled them up and made sure they completely encased the diaper. After putting on a tee shirt, she put on me another of her baby doll pajamas. She seemed so content that I was her baby boy. She finished me off by inserting a pacifier inside my mouth, giving me explicit instructions that I should always suck on it, and only she can remove it.

Nancy then said “It’s now my turn to “get off”. So I was starting to massage her beautiful body, but in a very sensual way. After rubbing her back, I paid special attention to her erotic zones (she loves this), and got her to a point where she was wet - from her own horny secretions. After asking her to remove my pacifier, I massaged her vagina over her panties, which was soaked, then pulled off her panties gave her an outstanding climax using only my tongue - even as I had 2 fingers inserted massaging inside her vagina. She licked these fingers; then kissed me for a long time. Talk about role playing and adult games! We both entered the twilight zone.

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