I was panicked. Now someone I don’t know is coming here and not only going to see me dressed as a baby girl but I am going to be wet and messy. I tried to drink the bottle and hold back on the mess. I didn’t want to mess my diaper. It became impossible to do both. I was already really sore from the last spanking so I gave into the suppository. I didn’t have to help it, it just came. Then I heard a knocking on the door. I wasn’t even done messing much less finishing the bottle. I didn’t win in either case. I was so humiliated.
Rachel came into the living room escorting a younger lady that was beautiful. “Here is your new Nanny” she said sniffing the air. I don’t think the smell made it to the air but she knew what had happened. Before Nanny could even introduce herself, Rachel stepped forward looking down at me. “I think someone may be messy. Stand up honey so I can check your diaper.” I was ready to go to tears. In fact tears really did start welling up. As she had me stand up and turn around, she lifted the back of my dress and peeked in the back of my diaper. “Yup, just as I thought. My little sissy went poopie in his diaper”
At that point Nanny stepped forward with a big smile and chuckled. “I guess you weren’t joking about him being a big baby.” She then pushed me down to the floor abruptly causing the mess in my diaper to explode all over inside it. She bent down and put my bottle in my mouth noting how much was left. She new! “I am Nanny Nichole, but you can just call me Nanny.” She then continued saying that I will not address her any other way. She finish with “your Mommy and I have some talking to do so you just stay here and finish that bottle.” She walked out of the room with Rachel.
I had tears gently streaming down the side of my face. I have fantasized about this kind of thing so many times that it got old. Now it is really happening and I am not sure I can handle it in real life. I finally finished the bottle before dinner. I know there was going to be some more pain tonight.
Nanny came back into the living room holding a fresh diaper and pad just looking at me. “Well, we may as well get to know each other and now is as good a time as any.”
Before I could say a word she put my pacifier in my mouth and told me to keep it there. Without hesitation she pushed me back so I was laying on the floor. Then pulled my dress up and told me to hold it. I couldn’t see anything she was doing. I heard the tapes of my diaper being undone and then felt the air hit me when she pulled my diaper down. “Whew,” she exclaimed. “You stink so bad,” and then she just laughed. The tears started again. The whole time she changed me she commented on each step. And with that she also reminded me that I was a grown man dressed as a baby girl and I was having a messy diaper changed. I was actually getting excited when she grabbed my dick and hit it with something and almost made me scream. It hurt so bad. And then it came again and again. She kept doing it scolding me about getting excited about being an immature diaper wearing sissy.
Rachel came around the corner and said, “are you guy getting to know each other?” Then she told Nichole that dinner will be ready in a bit. Nanny turned to her and thanked her with a smile as she pulled my diaper up between my legs and taped it closed tightly. She told me to stay as she walked away.
I could hear them talking and laughing. Nanny suddenly reappeared with a fresh bottle of formula. She pulled my pacifier out of my mouth and replaced it with a bottle. Then she walked away again. As I laid there I was in overload. Everything was happening so fast that I couldn’t process it fast enough. I felt stress and anxiety hit me. Just when I felt like I was going to cry again Rachel came into the room to get me.
