You think back over the last 7 months. You didn’t share the news with John until after your nursery was finished. You had asked him to spend the night. Up until now he had always made up an excuse, but now that you knew his secret he was okay with sleeping over. Needless to say he was slightly shocked when you showed him your diapers. And even more so when you showed him the nursery… but if anything it strengthened your friendship, and you both played baby whenever he was at your house. Your parents had really gone all out. Your brother was at first a little weirded out, but he came around. After all he got a room to himself for the first time, since you basically moved into the nursery. It took about three weeks to finish. First your Dad had re painted it baby blue. Then the furniture started arriving. First thing to go in was your changing table, then your crib. The last piece of furniture was the only non-baby oriented item, namely your desk and computer, though your mom had a cover with baby motifs placed on the monitor. You didn’t sell any of your regular clothes since you still needed them for school, but your nursery closet was full of your big baby clothes.
Your baby wardrobe consisted of shortalls with snap crotches, and short shirts that barely covered half your growing belly. Your pajamas consisted of onesies, and footed sleepers, though sometimes you slept in just your diaper. Your parents had moved the Xbox into the Nursery, but had left the Wii in your brother’s room. Pretty soon your mother started feeding you like a baby too, mostly mashed foods. A routine had been settled into a month or so after the nursery was finished. As soon as you got home you took a quick bath, and then your Mom diapered you, and helped you into your baby clothes, fixed you a warm bottle of formula, and you did your home work, then you played video games with your brother Tom, or played with your toys, or did whatever else you wanted to.
John had started becoming more of a baby too. Once the secrets were all out in the open, your Moms started talking, and John got a nursery of his own. You had noticed the effect the baby food was having on both of you, but neither of you had minded. It was odd though, in the last 7 months, though many of the other boys at your school had grown at lest two inches you and John had not grown a centimeter. In fact it seemed to you that you had grown shorter some what, as well as much pudgier. You knew people at school had started snickering about your weight gain. But both you and John shrugged it off, your true friends never said anything, after all. You both were often dressed like big babies and you laughed and played all the time.
Your brother was okay at first, but unknown to you; he had begun to resent you slightly, you and the attention you were getting. That was why about a month ago, he had joined you in your second baby hood. Your parents had ordered a second crib and soon there was a diapered trio running around, You, John, and Tom. He kept the other room, but he slept in the nursery with you.
You thought about the changes to yours, your brother’s, and John’s bodies. You and Tom were back to being identical twins, as he quickly caught up to your weight, and all three of wouldn’t be mistaken as thin. You didn’t realize however that all the hair on your bodies, except the hair on your heads, had begun to disappear. Now the three of you were smooth as, well, babies.
The only bad thing that had come of this was your continence. Since you used a diaper at home all the time, your nighttime control had started to slip away, and then you were fully incontinent at night. And sometimes during the day you didn’t notice you needed a change until your mom said something. Fortunately John had been hiding his incontinence for years, so he showed you and Tom how to make sure no one at school figured it out. A few of your friends had noticed that you went to the bathroom a lot more, but none of them asked questions.
You thought of all these things and more, and realized that you already knew the answer.
“You know Mom I actually think I meant it. I really do want to wear diapers all the time, and you know I think Tom would like to too”
Your Mother’s face beamed, she was so happy to hear you say so she made you another “Little Snack” as she had begun calling them. Really they weren’t that little, but you had gotten a much bigger appetite to match your chubby body and so you usually managed to eat the whole thing.
Yes, you would wear diapers all the time, and you already knew that Tom would also agree. You both loved your new baby lives.
After you finished your “Little Snack” you went to see what Tom was up to. Though he had gotten up before you, he was now in the nursery playing the Xbox.
You looked at your brother and it was like looking into a mirror, like it always was. Like you, he was still in just a diaper, this one white with teddy bears on it (your mom had bought quite a few different kinds), and you could see how fat both of you were getting. His belly oozed a good two inches over his diaper, his cheeks were round, and the beginnings of a double chin had started to form. He was sucking on a pacifier, and he looked like a giant 2 year old. And so do you, you remind yourself.
You grab a pair of short shirts from the closet and toss one at your brother, your mom may baby you, but she was particular about you putting at least a shirt on before 10:00. Your brother stopped his game and looked up, his belly jiggling slightly, and pouted. You rolled your eyes, and he rolled his, you were usually on the same page. He grabbed the shirt, a red one, and pulled it over his head. You pulled your own light blue shirt on, grabbed your pacifier, popped it in, grabbed the second controller, and sat down next to your brother. As you sat down warm urine began to flow into your diaper, but you barely acknowledge it, after all you could get a change at any time.
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