A Baby for Kate - Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Steve stood outside his home's front door.

In the last two hours, his boss had taken care of him. The boss, who had never really even been kind to him before his accident, held him against her beautiful and soft breasts. They said nothing. She had only allowed him to cry and sob as she forced her thumb into his mouth.

But now, that moment was over. Elena had driven him home after buying him a new pair of pants. She had been clear about their new arrangement. He couldn't say anything about it, and he was glad. There was no way Kate would allow him back if she knew that he had spent that intimate time with some other woman. Not even if it had been his boss, conforming him after the most humiliating time of his life.

He knocked at the door.

The door opened.

"My, my. You are late. Was there a lot of work today?"

Steve didn't know how to answer.

"I…."

But he didn't have time to explain.

"Why are you wearing those pants? Those are not the pants I gave you this morning."

Steve had a deep feeling of fear. But, unlike other times that he had had those feelings, he didn't just pee himself. He thought about his new mommy, and he thought about her embrace. He thought about her caressing his hair and protecting him as she had before.

"Steve? Did you have an accident?"

He nodded.

She grabbed him by the hand, "You know what that means."

He nodded again. It didn't matter. He was not scared anymore. Elena had made him feel good about himself even if she saw him as nothing but a little baby. Not even his wife's demeaning comments could take that from him.

"I'm sorry," he said, looking at his feet.

"Come on in. Let's get you ready."

Kate led him inside and straight to the master bedroom, where a large package of adult diapers was waiting on the bed. But the diapers were not everything on the bed. Besides them, there was a piece of clothing that could be described as nothing but a tutu skirt and a shirt with the words Babygirl on it.

"What's this?" asked Steve.

"Our deal."

"Our deal was diapers. Nothing else."

"Are you seriously disagreeing with me? You just shitted yourself in front of your colleagues, and you want to keep pretending you are nothing but a baby."

"But…"

"But what?"

"How did you know I shitted myself?"

"You joking, right? You just admitted to it."

"I just said I had an accident. It could've been anything."

"Was it a messy accident? Yes or no?"

"That's not the point."

"Yes or no?"

There was a short moment of silence.

"Yes," he said, "But how...."

She grabbed him by the wrist, pulling him towards the bed and forcing him down. He had no time to react, but the roughness of her touch just made him submit. He was a man; even if Kate was taller, he could defend himself. But the thoughts of defending himself faded as she removed his pant and laid him over her lap.

"I didn't want to do this, but you left me no choice."

It took him a long time to realize what was about to happen.

"No, please."

And then he felt the first impact of her hand against his buttcheeks. It was hard and rough, and unexpected. And then came another, and another, until he was nothing but a sobbing mess.

Ten minutes later, she stopped. No more resistance, just a deep and desperate cry.

"Will you be a good baby boy now?"

He nodded.

"Will you be a good baby girl?"

He nodded.

"Good,' she said, removing his shirt and placing him over the bed, "Let's continue."

Steve felt a cold and sticky sensation in his crotch and around his penis. That cold sensation soon began warming up until it felt like his crotch was on fire. He looked down to see his wife's hand holding a razor.

"We have an appointment tomorrow. No more body hair for my little baby."

"What?"

Then it hit him, and he just cried harder.

It took almost thirty minutes to remove all hair from his body. Thirty minutes of pain and discomfort. Thirty minutes of being scared, longing for someone to hold him, but not getting any kindness from his tormentor.

"Okay, I think we are finished. Let's get you in the shower."

He didn't complain or say a thing. He just followed his wife and let her do as she pleased with him. There was no more resistance on him. No more energy to fight back. He had left adulthood when he soiled himself that afternoon, and there was no denying he was a baby. But he resented his wife for it. He wished he was back in Elena's arms, sucking on her nipples as she caressed him. And he thought of it while her wife washed and dried him off.

Then came the diapers.

She lifted his butt and legs to place the thick padding underneath him.

He complied. By this point, asserting himself would get him another spank. By this point, he was not a man anymore but a baby. And a baby wouldn't fight back. But babies have mommies and daddies, and they fight back for them. And a thought came into his mind. He would have his revenge. He just needed to play along until he met Elena again.

"Here," she said, patting him over his padded crotch, "How does it feel?"

He didn't answer.

"Doesn't it feel better? More natural?"

He shook his head.

"Well. You'll learn to like it,"  said Kate, smiling, "And when you do, you will thank me for this."

Steve looked away.

"Let's get some rules clear," she said, towering over the man-baby lying over the bed, "If I ask you something, you answer. 'cause that's the only time you'll be talking. Every other moment will be you making sounds just like a baby. Understood?"

"Yes."

"Good. Now, onto the other rules. No more potty for my little baby. All messies and little pee accidents go straight in your diapers."

He was afraid she was going to say that, but he wasn't surprised at all. He was now regretting not giving Kate the baby she wanted.

"You are my baby. I'm your mommy. I choose what you eat. What you wear. When you eat. And, more importantly, when you get a change. Alright, let's get you ready for your new life."

...

Elena sat in her living room, thinking about what had happened before.

She was a career woman. Always focused on moving up the ladder and making more money. It helped that her father was so successful, but she had to prove to him that she was worth it. And she did. But that focus left her with nothing outside of work. A big house, and no one to share it with. She didn't care about finding a man to be with but craved finding someone to care for.

And now, she had found that someone. And there was no way she was going to let him go. And if Kate was going to stand in her way, well, let's just say that Elena could have more than one baby. She had the means for it.

She smiled.