The Cuckolding of Baby Anthony

Chapter 17

Chapter Description: Anthony is feeling despondent. With the new household dynamic becoming more settled he is left stuck in a position he hates. With the twins leaving to go back to uni soon all he can do is sit in his crib and watch on as the family changes more and more around him.

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The next few days were relatively normal. Anthony wasn’t invited into the bedroom again and instead was left in the crib to listen to the passionate love making, the only difference now was that he had much clearer mental images about what might be happening. He still felt ashamed but that often didn’t stop his hands from travelling down to his diaper.

Jane appeared to be unwell. Anthony had noticed her having to run to the bathroom a few times and had heard her throwing up once. She didn’t seem concerned though and when Anthony suggested she see a doctor she simply laughed and the conversation moved on. It wasn’t a surprise, who takes advice from a baby after all?

The twins were scheduled to leave soon. Anthony thought that they looked like they couldn’t wait to get away, Megan especially seemed to be counting down the minutes. So everyone was dismayed when Jane announced that on the day before the twins left she was hosting a barbeque for friends and family. Anthony felt fear flash through him at this. He had long been a baby at home, work had found out and promptly fired him and his parents had basically disowned him but now he was going to have his dignity trashed in front of everyone the family knew. If the news hadn’t spread already it soon would, he would be the subject of rumours and gossip until everyone knew he was nothing but a big baby.

“Please don’t make me be there tomorrow.” Anthony begged when he was in his nursery with both Jane and Steven.

“Why would you want to miss a party?” Jane asked with raised eyebrows.

“You know why!” Anthony answered indignantly.

“It’s a family event.” Steven chimed in, “We’re all going to be there.”

“If it’s for family then YOU shouldn’t be there!” Anthony exclaimed petulantly before he could stop himself.

“Really?” Jane asked with a sigh of resignation, “Are we still doing this?”

As Jane rolled up her sleeves and stepped forwards Anthony knew a spanking was coming. He was sitting on the floor surrounded by toys and he scooted himself backwards. He was wearing nothing but his diaper and a short shirt.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Anthony pathetically called out. To his relief Jane stopped.

“So why don’t you want to be at the party?” Jane asked as she let her sleeves fall back down.

“Because…” Anthony still hated saying the words out loud, “They’ll see all of this… They’ll see my diapers, they’ll see you two…”

“Is that all you’re worried about?” Jane let out a quick laugh and shook her head, “Baby, most of them already know.”

“T-They do!?” Anthony’s eyes went wide as his mind started running through all the worst scenarios.

“We should get things ready.” Steven said, “We have a lot to set up and get ready for tomorrow.”

Anthony watched the two adults leave and stayed on the floor. Unlike Jane and Steven he had nowhere to go and nothing to do. His world was pretty much the nursery around him and anything outside of that seemed scary. The party was a terrifying prospect, he wished there was a way to avoid it but his “Mommy” and “Daddy” would never give him that opportunity.

“Hey Anthony.” Max’s voice made Anthony look up from his toys.

“Hi.” Anthony replied.

“Look, it’s been eating me up.” Max sighed as he stepped inside and leaned against the nearby crib, “I wanted to apologise for ratting you and Megan out.”

“Oh…” Anthony hadn’t expected an apology. In truth he hadn’t really thought about Max giving the game away. What had followed it had taken up all the real estate in his head, “It’s fine.”

“I just really didn’t want to end up back in diapers.” Max laughed a little insensitively. He seemed to remember who he was talking to, “Not that… I mean…”

“It’s OK.” Anthony sighed, “I get it.”

“We’re cool then?” Max asked hopefully.

Anthony nodded his head. Max immediately broke into a big smile and came striding across the room. He knelt down and wrapped Anthony in a hug. It was the first hug Anthony could remember his son giving him since Max was in diapers the first time round.

“Thanks baby bro.” Max said as he pulled away, “I’m glad I could clear my conscience. I’ll see you later, alright?”

Max left the room without waiting for an answer and Anthony watched him go in shock. To hear his son call him his “baby bro” was humiliating in the extreme. There didn’t even seem to be any malice in Max’s words, he genuinely had just accepted that Anthony was now his little brother.

For an hour Anthony was left alone and that was perfectly OK with him. His diaper was growing progressively wetter but he was a long way from needing a change. The diapers Jane bought him seemed extremely absorbent, not that Anthony paid any attention to them. Whatever was taped around his waist wasn’t his choice and it all ended the same way regardless.

Anthony was looking down at some little plastic toy soldiers when he heard the sound of someone clearing their throat at the door. He looked up to see Megan standing and looking around at the nursery. Anthony could almost see her re-living her summer in such a place. It looked like she was having flashbacks.

“Megan?” Anthony said.

“Oh, right. Well, Mom and Da-… Steven are heading to the store for the food for tomorrow. They wanted me to come up and check if you needed any supplies.” Megan said awkwardly.

Anthony nodded and looked back down at the ground. Megan walked in and went over to the changing table to start looking at the various supplies. There was an awkward silence in the room. Ever since Megan’s plan had collapsed and she had received a spanking over the kitchen table she had barely said a word to him. He didn’t blame her, she was clearly just anxiously waiting until she could leave.

“Are these all your diapers?” Megan asked as she pointed at the meagre number on the shelf under that changing table.

“No, there are more ove-…” Anthony was standing up and twisting to go to the closet when he stopped suddenly.

“Anthony?” Megan frowned. Like her brother she had stopped calling him “Dad” some time ago.

Anthony felt panic flood his veins as he felt a sudden pushing in his bowels. He was only half-standing and he could already feel a sticky mush pushing into his diaper. There just wasn’t any stopping it. He squatted down in front of his daughter and pushed down hard. There was an explosion in the back of his underwear as his butt was suddenly covered in excrement. He grunted as he took another breath and moved his legs further apart.

“Oh my god!” Megan exclaimed.

“I’m sorry!” Anthony grunted, “I’m…”

Anthony’s desperate apologies to his daughter were broken up by another push. The back of his diaper pushed out and he simultaneously wet himself, the yellow urine pouring down into the padding turning it into a horrible swampy mess. He shivered as his disposable underwear became heavier and heavier, it drooped between his thighs dramatically.

Megan had seen enough. Anthony could see her disgust for him. Whatever remaining respect she had for her father after seeing him led out of her mother’s bedroom behind Steven was clearly evaporating. Anthony watched her look away and take a deep breath before leaving the nursery. She stopped at the top of the stairs whilst Anthony slowly stood up and felt the squishy contents of his diaper press against his skin.

“Mom!” Megan yelled, “You need to change Anthony.”

“I can’t. We have to go now.” Jane called back in response, “Change him yourself.”

“What!? No way.” Megan replied, “I’m not goi-…”

“Megan.” Jane’s voice was deep with authority and Megan immediately stopped talking, “You will change your baby brother’s diaper. If you haven’t done so by the time we get back you’ll be joining him.”

“But-…” Megan began.

Anthony, who was standing in the nursery in shame listening to the argument, heard the front door open and then close. There was silence until he heard Megan let out a loud growl of frustration. A second later she was back in the doorway to the nursery with a face like thunder. Anthony couldn’t blame her. He had thoroughly wrecked his diaper.

“Once I get out of here I am never coming back.” Megan muttered darkly as she walked into the nursery.

Anthony didn’t know what to say. He was humiliated. When Megan had been a baby in diapers it was seldom that he had changed her but that was how it was supposed to go, it wasn’t the daughter that was supposed to change her father. Then again it was very clear that no one saw him as the Daddy of the family anymore.

As his wrist was grabbed by Megan he was forced to accept that this was part of what being a baby was about. He didn’t get to choose who changed him anymore than he got to choose when he went to bed or woke up. He was left completely at the whim of adults around him. That had been made very clear and after watching Daddy railing his wife he really understood how little influence he had on his own life now.

“Get up.” Megan said unhappily as she pointed at the changing table.

Anthony sniffed as he put his hands on top of the padded surface and lifted himself up. He spun around and laid back against the surface doing his best not to spread his accident any more than he had to. It was the least he could do for Megan, really it was all he could do for her. If she appreciated or noticed his efforts she didn’t let anything show.

“I mean it.” Megan said as she walked to the foot of the changing table and looked down at the diaper with disgust, “As soon as I finish college I am going no contact from this family.”

“You really think Jane would allow that?” Anthony asked in response.

“She won’t have a choice.” Megan snorted. She was reluctantly getting the changing supplies ready.

“And yet here you are changing me.” Anthony sighed.

“What’s your point?” Megan frowned.

“My point is that your mother has a habit of getting exactly what she wants.” Anthony said.

It looked to Anthony like Megan wanted to say something in reply but after opening and closing her mouth a couple of times she got to work on the diaper change. The disposable was opened and Anthony thought his daughter was going to throw up, it took a minute for her to regain her composure and get to work. Anthony could do nothing to assist the cleaning and as soon as the new diaper was taped on Megan turned and left the room without a word.

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