Peacefully, if suddenly, asleep. You had no idea your humiliating state was on display to the man you used to ridicule.

"Oh my! He IS a mess!" giggled Roger. "Poor little dear is wet and icky! That will never do! We must get our little darling widdle baby into dry diddies."

"Exactly," cooed Janet, as she produced two suitcase filled with very special clothes for her "little one." "Like to see his new outfits?"

Roger couldn't wait to see them. He was almost beside himself with glee as he picked through the infantile contents. There were diapers, baby pants, bibs, onesies, sleepers, rompers. Holding up a cock shaped pacifier he giggled, "This is so twisted! Only a cocksucking little baby would use something like this!"

"Do you really think so," shot back Janet, with a straight face. "Hmmmm," she carefully examined the pacifier, "that IS a great thought! I think he'd do very well as a little cocksucking baby. But let's not forget about that virgin little rose bud he's been sitting on!"

"Dear yes," laughed Roger, "better order a couple of tubes of KY Jelly for our little baby boy, for when 'he' has his cumming out party!"

"Take a look in the second suitcase, Roger."

"Oh, Janet, you didn't tell me he was into acting like a baby too!" Roger laughed as he picked up a baby blue baby bonnet specially tailored to adult size. Underneath there were baby blocks and rattles and baby toys of all kinds, "He'll look adorable playing with these! He'll be so mad he'll just piss!"

"That's why I'm also pinning him into a nice fluffy diaper." kidded Janet. "As a matter of fact, I signed him up for the "Little Prince Diaper Service" to make sure he always has plenty of fresh, soft diapers!"

"That will drive him crazy!" vamped Roger.

"Ah huh, sugar and spice and diaper him twice! Now let’s dispose of his silly adult clothes. I want him stripped completely before I apply the depilatory to get rid of all that nasty body hair!"

They stripped you of your clothes and carefully applied a lotion to remove all your body hair. Roger sprinkled a generous supply of baby powder over your bottom before pinning a thick flannel diaper in place.

He delighted in Janet's choice of baby clothes and pulled the adult sized nursery print baby pants over your diaper. Most males would be embarrassed enough to be in a diaper, let alone be forced to parade about wearing one with baby pants too.

The rest of the outfit was, in Roger's terms, "outrageous......". Roger stepped into the outer office now that the stage was set.

You woke up in a daze, but immediately realized that a great many things had changed! Your hands were secured behind your back with stainless steel handcuffs, and you heard the soft rustle of your baby pants as you tried to stand up....

"Well, Little One is finally awake, what do you think of your new outfit?" smirked Janet.

You felt shock and horror...and arousal...as you realized what she had done! You were dressed in an totally infantile outfit – including diapers!!

You reeked of baby powder and the adult-sized “Pampers” were thickly wrapped around you. Your shirt had been replaced with a baby blue stripped snap shoulder tshirt with a clip at the neck holding a baby’s pacifier at the end of a pastel ribbon. The shirt, however, did not cover the DIAPER. You felt completely exposed....and you were!

This couldn't have been more humiliating for you. You wobbled to your feet as you tried to stand, and saw you were wearing white baby shoes and little blue ankle sox.

"what have you done....please get me out of this..." You were horrified and also terribly excited at the same time. Was this a dream or nightmare come true? To make matters worse the handcuffs made any escape impossible.

"Hush, Little One, or Mommy Janet will have to take you over my knee and spank her little baby." Janet giggled as she inspected her handiwork. "Oh, I almost forgot, what's a baby boy without a precious little baby bonnet." She held up a pastel blue baby bonnet and placed it on your head, tying it in place covering your expensive executive haircut.

You began to get angry, and advanced on Janet in a menacing manner. "What's the meaning of this? If this is a joke, it isn't funny!"

But your bluster had absolutely no effect on her.

"My, my, doesn't my little baby look precious! No, you are the joke, Baby Boy. My precious WIDDLE BABY, all pretty as a picture in your widdle diapees and baby clothes. You, LITTLE ONE, are the joke, my joke!"

You reacted to the key words and immediately grew a painfully hard erection, but with your hands cuffed behind your back, you couldn't reach your hard-on. Janet laughed as you tried to rub your legs together -- doing a ridiculous little dance -- in a vain attempt to stimulate your throbbing cock. You had no idea WHY, but you had the irresistible urge to cum in your diaper!!

"Does my WIDDLE BABY want to cum in hims widdle diaper?" she asked.

"yes...please..anything...yes..." you whispered, you needed relief! You squirmed, rubbed your legs together, and your cock rubbed against the inside of your diaper.

"Good," she smirked, as she stood in front of you. She grabbed the front of your diapered crotch and fondled your erection.

"Oh, good. I see you approve of your new outfit. You are an adorable little baby, Little One. I never would have suspected how diapers and baby clothes would have such an effect on such a big, strong man. Your little 'stiffie' is so revealing, isn’t it!"

The sensation was unbelievable as she gently stroked your 'stiffie' through the baby pants, making you so excited there were tears of frustration in your eyes. "Little One seems to like his little diddies, he has a nice little stiffie poking up in them. You helpless little BABY."

But she would not let you cum just yet. Gently grabbing you through the diaper, she led you toward the couch.

"Good, come over to Mommie Janet and sit on my lap, Little One."

You waddled after her to the couch and Janet swept back her skirt, revealing her long, luscious legs. She indicated you should sit on her lap. You would do anything for relief from that raging erection.

Sitting on your diapered bottom caused the smell of baby powder to whirl around you. You practically swooned.

Mortified, but powerless to fight the erotic suggestion of WIDDLE BABY you pleaded for her to make you cum. Then you heard a knock at the door.