Never Talk to Strangers

Chapter 1
Never Talk to Strangers

I went to Burger King to have a bite and there was this woman by herself she seemed pleasant and out going so I started to talk with her she said her name was Janet. So this when on for sometime I would go to BK and see her’ and talk about things we became Good Friends. Then one day she asked me to her home for dinner. I accepted, I was hesitant at first after all I hadn’t know this women for that long, but in the end I thought what’s the worst that can happen. I walked to her house at 6:00pm she made Chicken Cordon Bleu with/Rice. It was so Delicious, for Dessert there was Apple Pie

Then we sat in the Parlour, we talked for a while I gazed at my watch and gasped it was getting very late too late to walk home. So She said I could Sleep here If I wanted too I said Ok, though rather hesitantly, She turned to me and said “why don’t you go and get a shower while I prepare the spare room” so I did that I turned on the shower and began to wash myself while absent minded humming a song I had heard on the radio. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself, I walked out of the shower and walked towards the spare room, I was tingling all over, and maybe I was allergic to the shower gel or something. I saw a door open and took this as the spare room I walked towards it; the towel seemed to loosen so I pulled it tighter as I opened the door. I looked around d the room, it was a nursery, there was a crib, a rocking chair and a changing table, and the room smelt strongly of baby powder.

There was Janet she smiled sweetly at me “I didn’t know you had a baby” I said she simply smiled and said “I don’t well at least I didn’t until just a minute ago” I looked at her, confusion written all over my face. She was making no sense.

“So where will I be sleeping?” I asked nervously, she laughed and replied “in her silly” why was she talking like that, the way you talk to a child, and why did everything look so big.

“But i am not a baby” I said. She walked towards me, god she was huge I was suddenly very frightened she picked me up with ease and walked towards a mirror, I gazed in shock at the reflection, there was Janet holding a nine month baby, ME.

I began to cry as emotion overwhelmed me “what have you done to me?” I screamed through tears, she patted my back and said “there baby mommy ill make it better” I suddenly felt anger swell up inside me “your not my mother and you have no right to speak to me like that you bitch” she frowned.

“That was naughty baby, don’t shout at mommy” again a screamed and went to slap her across the face, she grabbed my tiny fist easily and smiled evilly “aright that’s enough I think baby needs reminding of whose in charge around here”. She sat in the rocking chair placing me in her lap she turned him over her knee and said, "Timmy, you’ve been a naughty boy. Janet is going to give you a good paddling!" She slapped my bottom hard with her hand "Is Timmy going to be a good boy?" I bit my lip and to stop the moan that threatened to escape my mouth. She repeated the blows and said, "Are you going to start been mommies good baby?" I remained silent. "If that’s the way you’re going to be, Janet will give you a real spanking!" She began savaging my behind with her hand. My bottom burned and turned a bright red has the blows rained down I felt helpless and humiliated. Tears welled up and fell from my face as I squirmed to get away from my tormentor. "I have to make her stop!” I thought in desperation. "Please stop!” I tried to yell. Suddenly realized that he was only making baby sounds. I couldn’t speak!

I felt a warm feeling around my crotch as I continued to squeal in terror, she stopped and smiled “Timmy what have you done naughty baby, looks like mummy had better get you diapered before you decide to wee wee on her again” she smiled sweetly as she carried me towards the changing table.

She laid my down I felt so vulnerable and insignificant as she stared down at me, she brought out a diaper, wipes, cr?me and finally baby powder and laid them next to me. She smiled sweetly at me and said in a sing song voice “time to get you in a nice snug dipey”.

She started by wiping my tiny bottom and crotch with a couple of the wipes she them began to apply the lotion to my diaper area; I squirmed in embarrassment as I got an erection. She smiled and cooed “baby Timmy likes it when mommy changes his dipey, yes he does” She then lifted my bottom of the table and placed the diaper beneath me. She finished by sprinkling my crotch with baby powder and bringing the front of the diaper up between my legs. She finished by dressing me in a red footed sleeper, it had snaps in the crotch and a picture of Winnie the pooh on the chest. I looked in the mirror as Janet held me up to see a drooling nine month old baby, you could easily see the bulge around my crotch showing the diaper I was wearing I hid my face in her shoulder and began to cry in humiliation. She laid my down in the crib after comforting me and placed a baby blue pacifier in my mouth she raised the side of the crib and smiled “sweet dreams baby in the morning you will have forgotten all about your life as an adult and be a real baby” she walked out of the room and closed the door. I lay there feeling frightened was it true would I really have no recollection of ever been an adult in the morning.

It was all a dream, just a bad dream it had to be, I thought as I awoke early the next morning, I kept my eyes shut and then opened them expecting to see my room, when I opened my eyes I was greeted by the nursery I had been in last night, fear whelmed up inside me, I was filled with a feeling of despair. I was on the verge of tears when rational thought brought me back, there was still hope she had been wrong about me forgetting my life has an adult. If only I can convince her that I have had regressed I can then think of a way to escape. As I thought about this, a tingle went down my spine followed by a warm feeling around my crotch I smiled in pleasure then it dawned on me what I was doing. I tried to regain control but it was too late, I had just soaked the diaper. I felt my emotions rise up inside me luckily just as I was on the verge of tears I regained control, the only way I would get through this is by keeping my head and not panicking. I laid there quite when she re entered the room, she smiled at me “how did mommies little baby sleep” I felt like shouting at her but stopped myself I had to convince her I had regressed I grinned at her and began to coo holding out my arms. She picked my up and held me close smiling “looks like you’ve lost all those nasty memories” she held me close and cradled me then stopped she could feel the weight of my diaper and knew I had wet it. She smiled and said “baby made a big pee pee in his diaper; mommy will change you after breakfast.” She carried me out of the nursery and into the kitchen; she strapped me in a highchair She tied a bid round me and proceeded to spoon feed me the most revolting tasteless food, I pretended to enjoy it, then she handed me a bottle I grabbed it I was parched I took the nipple in my mouth and began to nurse. I smiled as I felt a urge around my bowels, this was quickly replaced with a warm squishy feeling in the seat of my diaper, I hadn’t realized what I had done I was too busy suckling the sensation was incredible, my body craved the milk. I stopped as a familiar smell greeted my nose no I couldn’t have, I had, and I had just sat there and shit myself and not even noticed. I began to cry and dropped my Ba Ba on the floor, I wanted my mommy to comfort me, I was a big boy I wasn’t suppose to drink fro a bottle and make messes in my diapers. My mommy turned round and smiled as a familiar smell greeted her nose, she came over and picked me up, she comforted m and said “that’s aright baby” I quieted down she smiled at me saying “smells like someone has a nasty little surprise for mommy, yes he does” she snuggled me close to her and I giggled mommy was funny. She carried me into the nursery and laid me on the changing mat, she undid the snaps on the sleeper and then removed it, leaving me in only a very full diaper, and I kicked my legs smiling up at my mommy. She undid one tape then the other, she then pulled the front down. The poop was everywhere; it had spread from the seat of the diaper and had covered the back and front. She smiled as she pulled out a few wipes and cooed “what a big poppy baby made for mommy” she then wiped the sticky mess off, she then proceeded to powder me and place a new diaper on me. She then lifted me up and snuggle my belly making me laugh once more.

This was only the start of my new babyhood, the mental regression had happened so fast I hadn’t noticed, soon it became impossible to concentrate on one thing at a time, I gradually lost more and more memories has I regressed further until I was nothing but a nine month old baby. My life would consist of feedings, play and diaper changes.

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