The crib and changing table which he had seen earlier were now huge too him. He looked at his body, all his body hair was gone, he was small, and the diaper…a real Pamper, was all he had on. His form was that of a 7 year old.
“Hee Hee, you’re cute” she giggled.
He was again at a loss for words. Sitting there on the floor staring at his small arms and hands, he hadn’t felt a thing. He thought that it would feel painful or at least tingly, but there had been nothing. One moment he had been his 16 year old self, the next he was small and sitting on the floor.
“See…I told you there was nothing to be afraid of” she said.
“I…I can’t believe it.” He replied.
“Believe it.” She told him. “And also…I’ve taken away our potty training.” She giggled.
“What?” he asked…with a tone of concern.
“Don’t worry, it’s just for when we’re being little…so we’ll have fun and use our diapers” she said. “You may feel like you have to go pee pee or poo poo…and you may try to hold it…but you won’t be able to” she added with another round of giggles. “You’re going to love the squishy feeling in your Pampers when you go poo poo” more giggles.
She moved closer to him and stroked the front of his diaper. “Just relax” she said. “Enjoy this.”
Her hand on the front of his diaper took away all worries. His arousal returned with a vengeance and he felt it against the slippery mess he had made in the diaper earlier. It was amazing, he was small…yet he felt completely unchanged. In his mind, he was still 16, and felt every bit as excited as he had been before.
“That’s right baby boy…enjoy it” she said with a smile as she moved in closer and hugged him tight with her small body. She began rubbing the front of his diaper gently but firmly, before long, he was responding with high pitched moans and short breaths.
He was in heaven again, he didn’t care what she had done to him, and all he could think about was how good it felt to be wearing a diaper and have her hold him and stroke the front of his diaper. He climaxed yet again into the soft lining of the Pamper. Waves of pleasure raced through his body as he let out a squeal of happiness in a high pitched tone.
She felt his orgasm combine with her own, it was powerful and she soaked in the strength she received from his pleasure, but this time it was too much. A wave of chaos filled her vision; she could hear the thoughts of hundreds of people at once and couldn’t focus as she had before. The noise in her head was too much for her small body to handle and as the waves of pleasure subsided, she collapsed into his tiny arms.
As his orgasm faded he felt her weight collapse onto him, he held her with his small arms and gently rolled himself to a position so that she was lying beside him. He snuggled her close, he felt tired as well; he kissed her forehead and then shut his eyes.
When he awoke later that afternoon, he found her still snuggled beside him. She was sleeping soundly. He thought that his movements might wake her, but even as he moved his arms from around her she continued to sleep. He felt a warm damp sensation in the front of his diaper, between his legs and around his bottom. In a shock of realization, he understood that he had wet the diaper in his sleep. He remembered what she had said before they fell asleep together, “I’ve taken away our potty training”.