Babysitter's Little Toy

Part 3 of 3

Come on diaper boy. Come on... that’s it come on come on... good boy!

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What? Hehe, don’t give me that look. You’re the one who asked to go to the bathroom, you begged me to let you go. I believe your exact words were,

“Ohhh, Mikaela, please don’t make me pee myself again. If I do, I’ll end up leaking all over the bed. Please, Pleeeeease let me go to the bathroom...”

Isn’t that what you said sweetie? You don’t remember? Hmm. Well, I guess I can’t expect a big baby like you to have that good of a memory. Well, I can assure you sweetie, that’s exactly what I heard. And aren’t I so nice, I told you yes, but only on one condition. That as soon as you’re done going to the bathroom, you come with me to wherever I want to go. And you said,

“Yes, ugggh fine yes Mikaela, I’ll do it. Just let me go please!”

Hehehe, you really were such a cutie, begging for me to let you. And so I did, and where are you? In the bathroom, just like I promised. Now go ahead darling, do what you needed to do.

Oh? What’s that? You wanted to go pee on the potty? Not your pants? Alright then darling hehehe. All you had to do was ask.

*Sounds of opening the toilet.*

Go on then, sit down. Here, I’ll even help. I know babies need help figuring out how to use a potty. Andddddd... plop! There ya go, sitting right down on the potty like a throne. I know it’s not a cute little plastic one, but maybe we can get you one of those another day.

What’s that little one? You need to take your protection off before sitting down? Sorry little one, if that’s what you wanted you really should have made your requests more specific. I let you go to the bathroom just like you wanted, and I’m gonna let you pee into the potty just like you wanted. It’s not my fault you didn’t ask to take your little pull-up off first. Now...

*whispers* - You either let your little peepee’s flow out of you right now, or I am calling your girlfriend this instant.

*Sounds of liquid drizzling into a toilet.*

Awwwww, there you go! What a good little listener! Good boy! Hehehe. See sweetie, didn’t I tell you it would all end up in the potty anyways? That pull-up was already so soaked from your little accident last night that it didn’t take much to make you leak now did it? Hehehehe. Good baby.

Now!

I want you showered up, and then come to your room and I’ll have your outfit for the day laid out for you. You agreed to go anywhere with me if I let you go to the bathroom. Now chop chop little one hop to it!

*****

Oh come on baby boy, don’t be such a frowny pants. Just because you’re sitting in my sister’s car seat back there doesn’t mean you have to be such a pouty wouty baby. I thought you were trying to convince me you were a big boy hmm? Going on car trip’s with your babysitter is fun isn’t it? No? Oh you’re nervous that someone might see you in the cute outfit I put you in. What? You don’t like the cute little overalls and t-rex shirt I got out of my brother’s old things for you. It was just a hunch that you’d be able to fit into his stuff, but I didn’t think it would suit you so perfectly. Hehe, you can hardly even tell that you’re thickly double diapered under those overalls!

My oh my... that is a grumpy wumpy little face, isn’t it? Is it because you’re jealous of me? Jealous of the sexy clothes that your sitter gets to wear? This leather jacket, this tight little top, my skinny jeans, and my heels? Hmm? All while you gotta wear a big bulky thick thirsty diaper underneath your pants, trying to hide them and making sure that nobody hears their crinkling, hehe.

Oh? What’s that? Did I wear an outfit like this just to tease you more? Oh... maybe, hehehe. Things like that don’t matter to an empty headed little baby like you though sweetie pie. Why don’t you just focus on that baba I gave you, huh? Isn’t it yummy? Hehe, it isn’t breastmilk, like I’m sure you’re used to, but it’s the next best things. Go on, suck it allll down little one. Good boy.

Don’t you worry, we’re almost there. What’s that? Where are we going? Hehe, a place where you’ll get to have so much fun little one. I know this cute little park close to my boyfriend’s house. He’s gonna meet us there, won’t that be fun??

*whispers* - And by the time we get there, the laxatives in that bottle will be close to kicking in, hehehe.

Oh? Nothing nothing sweetie, I didn’t say anything. You just enjoy the ride baby boy.

Story by Zander Chesney