Joey's Pacifier

Chapter Description: Joey is faced with a terrifying day ahead.

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Joey sat in the water as the tub began to fill. He found himself unable to stop focusing on just how smooth his skin felt. It turned out hair changed sensation quite a bit, now he seemed to experience every millimetre of water as it started to fill the tub. Fran placed a rubber duck and a toy boat, both things Joey had given to Lucas in the past whilst bathing him, as the water level rose up to his belly button.

Without much hope that he’d be allowed to do anything, Joey reached for the soap. Predictably, his mom stopped him and took the soap herself. She was going to be bathing him just the same way she did for Lucas.

It took an embarrassingly long time. Joey tried to keep his eyes averted from his mother as much as possible, but it was difficult to do as she soaped him up and rinsed him off. She even kept a hand on the back of his head as she put shampoo in his hair and then slowly lowered him into the water to wash it off. By the time the plug was pulled, Joey’s fingers had pruned up, and he felt cleaner than he had ever felt in his life, helped, no doubt, by the smoothness of his skin.

Joey stepped out of the bath and into a waiting towel held by his mother. He was grateful to be covered up, but just like with the water, he really felt the difference of his new hairless body. The towel felt even softer than usual. It was hard to get used to the fact that, for the next month at least, he would have no body hair. Even if the baby treatment ended the very next day, the hair wouldn’t come back. It felt very permanent even if he knew it wasn’t forever.

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When Joey woke up the next morning, in his crib, he was already wet. He had been given a few bottles of liquid throughout the evening and been left with one overnight. At some point, long before the sun began to rise, Joey had woken up with a need to pee. He hesitated only briefly before letting go into the diaper. The warmth already becoming a feeling he was getting used to.

The wet diaper was the least of Joey’s problems though. Of far greater concern was the fact that it was Monday and that meant he would be going to school, it would be the first time he was heading there in his current state. He felt a sinking feeling.

The previous evening, Joey had argued and begged to not be made to go to school as a baby. He tried to bargain with his mother, saying he’d do things he didn’t really want if she would just grant him this one reprieve, arguing that he would be good and stay a baby at home without complaint. She just shook her head.

“I don’t know why you’re so worried.” Fran said as she had changed her eighteen-year-old son into his nighttime diaper, “Nothing will be different. You’ll just have a bit of extra padding between your legs.”

“And what do I do if I need to change?” Joey had asked.

“See the nurse. I’m sure you’re not the only student in diapers.” Fran replied.

Joey was now lying in his inflatable crib and dreading the start of the day. He was still thinking about what his mom had said, but he disagreed with her, he was pretty certain he WAS the only one in diapers. Certainly, the only one in his year, and the only one in his rather unique circumstances. He kept thinking about what would happen if his classmates found out, particularly Tracy and Brad.

The saving grace in everything was that it was to be the final day. Joey just had to get through this last day, and exam, and then he would be done with school for good. Going through one day without completely humiliating himself should be doable, he just had to avoid people as much as possible, it was what he had already been doing since the baby treatment started anyway. He’d had several missed texts and calls from his girlfriend; he just couldn’t bring himself to speak to her in the few moments he was allowed with his phone. She was, obviously, annoyed at being annoyed all weekend.

Joey had woken up with Mortimer held tightly against his chest again. It was something he found himself doing often. He pushed it away as the bedroom door started to open. Fran walked in, making sure to stay quiet, and came straight over to the inflatable crib.

“Lucas can sleep in just a little bit.” Fran said as she opened the gate in the side for Joey.

Joey found the inflatable bottom of the crib to be unsteady as he walked out. He had to put a hand on his mom’s shoulder to keep himself upright, Fran used the opportunity to reach down and press a hand to her son’s backside. Joey had no doubt she could feel the heat of his most recent wetting.

It was peculiar how the diaper change process had become somewhat routine. Joey didn’t look forward to them, but he no longer felt the same dread that he used to. So, as he found himself flat on his back with his genitals exposed to his mom whilst she cleaned him, he spent little time thinking about what was going on and more time worrying about school. One day. That was all he had to get through.

Joey was thankful that after putting on the fresh diaper he was at least allowed to wear some of his regular clothes. When he saw his mom walking to the closet, he had become very concerned that she was going to bring out a babyish outfit for him, but a pair of pants and a shirt wouldn’t arouse any suspicion, even if the pants had to stretch to accommodate his new underwear and bulged out somewhat.

Joey was fed breakfast in his highchair. A bib had been placed around his neck, embroidered with the words “Insert Food Here” with an arrow pointing up towards Joey’s mouth. He didn’t find it particularly funny, but Fran laughed as she started spoon feeding him cereal. Just like the diaper change, being fed like that was something he was adjusting to. He let his mind wonder away from the embarrassing mealtime and started worrying more about school. Would he be able to avoid his girlfriend for much longer? She was surely already upset with him.

“Morning.” Ben said with a yawn as he walked into the room.

“Good morning.” Fran replied as she slipped the spoon out of Joey’s mouth causing some milk and little flecks of cornflakes to fall on to the bib.

Ben made his own cereal and sat down opposite Joey. As usual, his expression was difficult for Joey to parse. He stared for several long seconds before looking down and hurriedly eating his breakfast. Just as Joey was eating the last of his breakfast, he heard the baby monitor crackle to life signifying that Lucas was awake.

“I’m going to have to deal with him.” Fran said as she took a cloth and started scrubbing Joey’s face, “Ben, can you make sure Joey is ready for school?”

“I… guess?” Ben said slowly and with a pronounced frown.

“Thank you. Have a good day, both of you.” Fran kissed both the boys on the forehead as she hurried out of the room and to the stairs.

Joey found himself looking across the table at his brother and wishing he had a pacifier to suck on. He was so desperate for the relief brought by such a thing that he actually considered using his thumb in the same way he had seen Lucas doing, that seemed like a step too far though. He had to laugh at himself. A step too far? When he had just been fed breakfast and was sat in a diaper? Maybe such a thing didn’t exist for him anymore.

Ben didn’t say much as the pair of them got ready to leave. He didn’t seem too keen to interact with Joey at all, he even let Joey put his own shoes on which was something Joey was sure his mom wouldn’t have allowed. It was only once they had their bags slung over their shoulders and were stood at the front door that Ben paused and turned to look at his older brother.

“Stay behind me.” Ben said. Joey thought he was trying to be protective until he added, “Like, five or ten feet back. I don’t want people knowing we’re together.”

It seemed silly. Everyone knew they were brothers; they’d been seen together plenty of times and, until right then, it had never been something either had hidden. Joey understood though. As he nodded his head and Ben opened the door, he knew that the brother Ben had known had been replaced by an overgrown baby. Joey was embarrassing. Ben wouldn’t want his friends finding out about him, he was sure of that.

As if to underline the point, Joey spread his legs a little and felt a torrent of warmth flood into his disposable, before stepping forwards and outside where they waited for Fran to bring Lucas down and drive them into school.

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