by estranhosidade » Sun Jun 19, 2022 10:05 pm
Chapter 80: Trevor Wakes Again
Trevor had a much lazier morning than Jon. He was drifting in and out of sleep as he lay nestled in Sharon's bosom. He was feeding off her whenever he started to wake up and it would quickly put him back to sleep again. When he finally couldn't drink any more, he started to wake up calmly. Sharon was fast asleep, content that Trevor was taken care of and quiet now.
Trevor just stared at her, initially with mother's milk on the brain seeing her as his "mommy", the woman who would take care of his every need and always be there for him. As the fog started to lift from his brain his teenage mind came to the front and he stared in awe at the bare naked breasts before him, crowned by two big juicy nipples. He couldn't believe the access he was getting to a pair of boobs. The kind of access he had previously dreamed of.
As he started his penis started to grow erect inside his diaper. He adjusted the short nightie he was wearing to see his diaper bursting at the seams but for once it wasn't because of being wet, it was because of his raging boner pushing it to its limits. He reached down to rub himself through the diaper. He had to be careful as when he rubbed it, his diaper made a crinkling sound. He was enjoying this time to himself and didn't want to wake Sharon. He continued to rub his diaper with one hand and growing cheeky he gently placed his free hand on the soft, silky material of Sharon's panties, feeling how they clung tightly to her juicy butt. He didn't notice but his movements woke Sharon up and looking down at him over her own breasts she said, "Morning sweety." This scared Trevor as he wasn't expecting her to wake up. He quickly let go of his diaper and started to panic. "She's going to think I'm a pervert," he thought to himself. His teenage brain was worried she'd be disgusted by what he was doing and his baby brain was scared he'd upset Mommy and she'd be angry at him.
But Sharon didn't see anything out of the ordinary. It was normal for her to have her babies hands roaming as she fed. There was nothing sexual about it in her mind. When she saw Trevor touching his crotch through the diaper her only thought was that he must be wet. She reached down and squeezed the front of his diaper, the magic of the stone making her oblivious to the erection inside. She was just checking if it was in fact wet. Thus gentle touch from Sharon's hand was all it took to send Trevor over the edge and he exploded with an orgasm, which was easily contained within the diaper.
"Oh, you're soaked again baby. Not to worry, Mommy will get you cleaned up in just a minute." Sharon soothes him. Overcome with embarrassment and some remaining fear Trevor just looked at her sheepishly and started to whimper. A few loose tears rolled down his cheek. Seeing his anxiety Sharon simply pulled him close to her chest again and spoke softly into his ear, assuring him everything was ok and that she was here to take care of him. Trevor finally started to calm down and looked at Sharon again with a smile and said, "Thanks mommy, you're the best!", Sharon didn't understand most of what he said but when she heard her baby say "Momma" for the second time that morning she squealed in glee and squeezed him tight in a big hug.
Chapter 81: Trevor Faces The Day
After lying in bed for just a few more minutes, Sharon was the first to get up. She picked Trevor up with ease and carried him back to his room. She removed his nightie and changed his diaper which he had made quite the mess in. When she had a new diaper on him she pulled two dresses out of the closet and held both up, giving the illusion that she was going to allow him to pick. Trevor didn't show a preference either way so Sharon chose the one she liked best. It was a green dress with puffy sleeves and a puffy skirt with a few layers of ruffles under the outer skirt.
She quickly slipped it over Trevor's head and fastened it in the back. The dress fit him perfectly, puffing out around his waist and hiding his diaper behind the layers of ruffles. Trevor stood up and inspected his dress. He asked Sharon "What are we doing today?", Sharon didn't answer his question, just kind of nodding along as if she knew what he was saying.
She took Trevor by the hand and led him back to her room. This was slower than carrying him but she wanted him to learn to walk by himself someday soon so she persevered. Trevor was glad to have her hand as he was quite wobbly. He toddled along beside her, marvelling at how his dress swayed and his diaper crinkled with every step he took.
Back in Sharon's room, Trevor climbed up onto the bed, curious as to what was next. Sharon removed her nightie and then slid down her panties. Standing before Trevor completely naked she thought nothing of it, feeling no need to hide herself from his watchful eyes. Trevor tried to play it cool. He knew he could stare all he wanted without raising any suspicion and that's exactly what he did. Sharon was in great shape, he thought to himself. "I wonder if I'll be that pretty when I'm a big girl", he thought to himself before stopping himself.
"Where did that thought come from?", he wondered. He berated himself for a minute, reminding himself that he was a guy. Forgetting Sharon was there he started to talk out loud, "Keep it together Trevor. You're a teenage boy and you don't want to grow up to be a woman. You want to get back to normal."
Sharon was amused at the babbling chatter coming from her bed and she walked over to him, still naked and tickled his tummy, telling him how cute she thought he was. Trevor couldn't help himself and he started to giggle uncontrollably when she tickled him. He rolled onto his back but the tickling continued. Sharon was now leaning over him, her large breasts swaying freely as she relentlessly tickled the baby on her bed. Trevor's giggled turned into squeals of laughter and he felt a little bit of pee escaping into his diaper.
Eventually, Sharon stopped tickling and went back to getting dressed. It took Trevor a few minutes to regain his composure and when he did, Sharon had put on her underwear and was pulling a pair of jeans up her legs. She had to squeeze into the jeans as they were a bit tight. Once she had them on she pulled on a simple top that would give her easy access to her boobs whenever Trevor wanted to feed. Trevor was enamoured with the woman in front of him. As she checked herself in the mirror he was staring at her butt which was displayed magnificently in the tight jeans.
He thought to himself that if he had to be stuck as someone's baby daughter he was glad it was Sharon. She was so nice to him and so nice to look at. And her boobs drove him wild. Drinking from her boobs was his new favourite thing to do. Now that Sharon was dressed she picked Trevor up and carried him downstairs, chatting away to him the whole time. "Let's go to the mall baby. Mommy needs some new clothes and we might even find a nice new dress for you. And if you're very good, Mommy might buy you a new toy. Would you like that?"
Trevor, pretending to not fully grasp what she was saying just smiled and said "Sure mommy. Whatever you want. Maybe after we could go for a few beers or something?", he added that last part for his own amusement. Sharon was again delighted to hear her baby say" Momma". She could listen to that all day. She grabbed her purse and keys and headed out to her car. She strapped Trevor in and headed for the mall.
Chapter 82: Trevor At The Mall
Sharon parked at the mall and took a pushchair out of the trunk. She lifted Trevor out and strapped him into the pushchair. Trevor was just going with the flow now, he knew there was not much point in resisting. With Trevor securely strapped in she headed into the mall. Trevor was enjoying the ride, watching all the people that they passed. He got lots of smiles from any adults that caught his eye, particularly the women. They all seemed drawn to him, seeing him as a cute baby girl.
When Sharon walked past a group of teenage boys Trevor felt jealousy. They were just standing around chatting and enjoying the opportunity to look at the teenage girls in the mall. They paid no attention to the baby in the pushchair. Trevor didn't know these boys but they were behaving exactly how he remembered behaving himself, carefree and a little bit horny due to their teenage hormones. Trevor would love to be hanging out with his friends the same way but sadly he realised they'd want nothing to do with him now, nor would they even understand him. And as for the teenage girls they were admiring, they would be far more likely to want to pick Trevor up and cuddle him rather than want to do anything sexual.
Trevor was lost in thought at this when Sharon started speaking to him. He didn't hear what she had said, not that it would matter. It's not like she was expecting an answer. But looking up he saw they had entered a diner and were being led to a table. A high chair was produced and Trevor was placed into it. Sharon ordered food for herself and a bowl of oatmeal for Trevor. She was trying to wean him onto solid foods and oatmeal seemed like a good place to start. Trevor sat observing the busy diner. Sharon was chatting away to him and giving him her undivided attention. He didn't mind the attention but not being able to have a proper conversation was getting a bit boring.
Fairly soon, their food arrived. Sharon ignored her own food for now, instead concentrating on feeding Trevor. She picked up a spoon of oatmeal and blew on it a bit to cool it down before offering it to him. Trevor opened his mouth to allow her to put the spoon in and he started to chew the oatmeal. He hadn't had any solid food since dinner in Biff and Jon's house so he was a bit nervous. He chewed and chewed and started to try to swallow it. It worked, he was finally able to eat, even if it was just oatmeal. He grabbed the spoon but Sharon had a good grip on it and he was unable to take it from her. She insisted on feeding him, despite his protests.
"For God's sake, Mommy, I'm a grown boy. I can feed myself. Just let me try", he said to her, a little bit annoyed. Sharon seemed a little bit amused by the tone of his voice and looking at her own breakfast which must be going a little cold she let Trevor take the spoon to see what he would do. Before he had a chance to use it, she pulled a bib out of her bag and quickly attached the velcro straps behind his neck. It was bright pink with some writing on it that Trevor couldn't decipher. He was a bit embarrassed to be wearing a bib and so he tried to pull it off but he didn't have the strength to do so. He started to feel a bit silly for caring about the bib. Here he was, out in public wearing a puffy dress, diaper and baby trainers and yet he felt the bib was a step too far.
He soon realised the bib was the least of his problems so he tried to forget about it. He focused on eating now and grabbed the spoon in his hand. He couldn't quite remember how to hold it properly and so just kind of wrapped his fist around the handle. It felt a bit awkward but he was determined. He scooped up some oatmeal on the spoon and lifted it to his mouth. This proved much harder than it should have and half of the oatmeal fell onto his bib before the spoon reached his mouth. Trevor decided to not let it bother him and repeated the steps a few times. He had eaten about half the bowl now but had also made quite the miss. His bib had a lot of oatmeal on it and his face around his mouth was caked in it. Sharon was having a good laugh at his expense .
She took out her phone and snapped a quick photo of him. She turned the phone to show him what he looked like and he couldn't help but giggle. He couldn't deny that it was him in the photo but something about it just screamed "cute baby" at the same time. It was bizarre. He stared at the photo, he looked similar to how he always looked, teenage face, same size body but the longer he looked at the photo the less he could deny that it was a photo of a cute baby girl, with her hair tied up and oatmeal all over her face and very girly bib that she was wearing.
A few of the other customers had noticed how adorable he looked and they were smiling at him too. Sharon put her phone away and started to wipe Trevor's face clean. She was glad she had put the bib on him otherwise his dress would have been ruined. She had finished her meal and now that Trevor was clean the only thing left to do was pay the bill.
A young waitress brought the bill over and while Sharon was paying, the waitress was admiring Trevor and trying to get a laugh out of him. She was chatting to Sharon and he heard some words describing him that he would have to get used to. Words like, adorable, cutie, little angel. Trevor couldn't deny he enjoyed the attention and hamming it up a bit he smiled and giggled for the waitress. Sharon took him out of the seat and put him back in the pushchair before heading back out to the mall.
The next hour or so was spent with Trevor being wheeled around from store to store as Sharon was shopping for some clothes for herself. He tried to keep himself entertained but was growing a bit restless. He had peed in his diaper a little bit and was aware that it was feeling a bit clammy. All the clothes shops looked the same to him, they were full of women around Sharon's age, browsing through rails and rails of clothes. In one store, Trevor saw a woman pushing a pushchair towards him. There was a baby girl in the pushchair.
"She's probably not much older than people think I am now", he thought to himself. She was even dressed similar to him, wearing a puffy dress, with the ruffled bunched between her legs just giving the slightest hint of a diaper underneath the dress. The baby had her hair tied up and she was smiling a big smile at Trevor just like the one he was flashing at her. Trevor's pushchair came to a stop as did the pushchair opposite him. The baby girl was just staring directly at Trevor and he was staring back at her, enamoured by her cuteness.
He went to wave to her and noticed that she waved at him at the exact same time. It was then that everything clicked for Trevor. He wasn't looking at another baby. He was looking at his reflection in one of the many mirrors in the store. Now that he realised it was actually his reflection, he could look at it a bit more objectively, he was still physically himself, a teenage boy with long hair but something about what he saw made him think "baby girl" when he looked at the whole picture. This felt so bizarre to Trevor. He wondered if this was the way everyone saw him or did they genuinely see him as a little baby? He tried to see the reflection as a teenager but it was difficult.
"Maybe if I wasn't wearing such a cute dress?", he wondered out loud. He grabbed his dress and pulled it up a little bit, his reflection flashing a clear view of the diaper he was wearing underneath. He focused on the diaper, trying to remember what it felt like to not wear one but he reluctantly had to admit he was glad to be wearing it. He couldn't control his bladder at all anymore so the diaper was a necessity. As if on cue, as he stared at the diaper he felt it growing warm between his legs and he realised he was using it right now, soaking it.
He felt his tummy rumble a little bit and grimaced, knowing what was next. He tried to remember what muscles to use to save himself from pooping in his diaper but it was useless. He felt the back of the diaper becoming as warm as the front and he felt it filling up a bit. The smell was the next thing he noticed and not wanting to spend another second in a dirty diaper he cried out for his Mommy. Sharon was over to him in a second and knew exactly what had happened. She dropped the clothes she was holding and made a beeline for the bathroom.
Chapter 83: Jon and Biff at The Mall
Biff and Jon had a bit of time to kill before meeting Karyn. They were strolling through the mall but Jon was starting to get a bit bored and restless. Biff was happy enough browsing the clothes shops but he could tell Jon was getting fidgety. After leaving a store he crouched down beside Jon, being careful to keep his legs together so his skirt would preserve his modesty. He asked Jon, "What would you like to do Jon? We've got about 2 hours before lunch. I could do with getting off my feet for a little while. These heels are starting to hurt".
Jon just shrugged from inside his pushchair, "I dunno Biff. All this shopping is boring. Why do you have to spend so much time looking at dresses and skirts?" Biff didn't have an answer for that. The truth was he was enjoying looking at all the options available to him now. Before he just wore the same types of clothes all the time but now he had so much to choose from. He wasn't embarrassed by his newfound sense of fashion, in fact he was starting to have a sense of pride in presenting himself to the world as the young, attractive woman everyone saw him as.
They continued walking and Biff eventually stopped outside a new kid and parents cafe. There were tables for the parents to relax next to a safe, secure play area where they could let their kids play while they ate. The tables looked good to Biff, eager to take a break from all the walking. He asked Jon if they should give it a go. Given the boredom Jon was feeling right now he was up for anything so he agreed. Biff pushed him inside and waited for someone to seat them. A young girl, who looked like she could be a college student, approached Biff and asked if it was just the two of them.
She led Biff to a table and explained the setup. She crouched down beside Jon and said, "What do you think, sweetie? Doesn't this place look like fun? We've loads of toys for you to play with while Mommy can relax for a little while." Jon was smitten to have a girl so close to him and smiling so warmly to him. He nodded and smiled back at her.
Biff sat at the table and started to help Jon out of the pushchair. He told Jon to go and entertain himself for a while. Jon was toddling towards the play area when Biff called him back. He turned and came back and was a little surprised when Biff put his hand down the front of his shorts and into gave his diaper a gentle squeeze. Jon just stared, a little embarrassed by Biff's actions in such a public setting. "Just checking Jon. But you're all good. Still dry." Jon didn't reply, instead he turned away again and toddled a bit faster this time, not wanting to dwell on the situation.
Jon made his way to a toy kitchen and started to pretend to be amusing himself. He was soon approached by a young girl, maybe four years old, who was carrying a doll. The girl looked at Jon, obviously feeling like a big kid in comparison to him. Jon noticed she wasn't wearing a diaper and thought she must be older than he is now. The girl said Hi to Jon and he said Hi back. She asked him his name and he told her. Then she asked him what he was playing and he said, "Nothing really, I was just looking at the kitchen stuff but it's all a bit boring to me"..
Her ability to understand him seemed to be limited to him saying Hi and telling her his name as she showed no signs of grasping what he had said after that. Instead she asked him to make some lunch for her baby. Jon, seeing no other options just complied. The two played for a while. Jon could understand her just fine but anything beyond the simplest of words he spoke seemed to go over her head. Jon just looked past that for now and continued playing. He wouldn't admit it to Biff but he was actually enjoying himself a little bit by just going with the flow.
Jon had found an action figure amongst the kitchen toys and was starting to play with it, reminding him a lot more of the kind of toys he had when he was younger. His new friend found it funny that he wanted to play with an action figure rather than dolls. The fun was interrupted when another child saw Jon playing with the action figure. He made his way over and Jon saw him approach. He looked closer in age to the other girl than to how Jon knew people saw him. Jon smiled thinking this could be someone else to play with but the boy quickly grabbed the action figure from Jon and said, "Mine!", Jon tried to reason with him but that wasn't going to work so he tried to swipe it back but to his great shame he quickly learned that this boy, who couldn't be more than four years old was a lot stronger than he was now.
Jon tried with all his strength but it was no use. The boy swung the toy away from Jon which caused Jon to lose his balance. He stood over Jon and called him a "dumb girl". Jon couldn't believe it. When standing he towered over this kid and two weeks ago he would have been able to lift this kid over his head, but now, from his position on the ground the boy looked very intimidating and Jon started to get scared. His fear manifested as he felt his diaper growing warm and filling very quickly. Jon's face went red with embarrassment. He felt like crying but fought back the tears.
The girl he had been playing with came over and helped him up. She told him not to pay any notice to that boy, to let him have his dumb action figure. Jon just looked at her and said, "This is just perfect. I get bullied by a four year old and the only reaction I have is to piss in my pants." The girl looked at him puzzled, not understanding much of what he said but she replied, "What's wrong Jon? Did you use your diapee? Wanna go find your mummy? It's ok. Not a big deal."
Totally dejected, Jon toddled back towards Biff, the full diaper between his legs a strong reminder of his embarrassment. Biff was just finishing his coffee and saw Jon was a bit upset. His motherly instincts kicked in and he picked Jon up onto his lap and asked him what was wrong. Jon started to explain it to Biff but as he got to the part about peeing in his diaper out of fear he started to cry. Biff held Jon's head against his shoulder and spoke softly to him to calm him down. Jon eventually calmed down and Biff decided to leave now. He carried Jon and pushed the pushchair with one hand towards the ladies room. He brought Jon in to get him changed and cleaned up before heading to meet Karyn.
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