Easter Egg Hunt

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Todd wished he was spending his Easter Sunday any other way. While everyone else in the family was drinking mimosas and catching up at the country club’s fancy brunch, his girlfriend Melissa had volunteered the two of them to watch his five year old nephew Billy participate in the club’s annual Easter egg hunt for the kids.

Todd didn’t have anything against his nephew, of course. But how come his parents couldn’t watch him? Why Melissa have to volunteer them? These kid’s events were agonizing to watch for Todd. It took a half hour for the event to even begin while the chaperones separated the eggs across the front lawn. The eggs weren’t even hidden in challenging places for the children to find. The kids simply had to run around like maniacs collecting as many eggs as they could, which was not an ideal Easter activity for Todd to watch.

Some doofus in a ridiculous Easter Bunny costume came out to entertain the kids before the hunt even began. It was at this point that Todd had his eyes on his phone, just waiting for this thing to start so it could be over and done with.

Just then, someone tapped Todd on the shoulder. “So you think this is boring, do you?”

Todd looked up from his phone and did a double take. This woman was stood out in the open at their family’s country club in nothing but white lingerie with a bunny tail and bunny ears. Todd couldn’t believe that no one else had reacted to this inappropriate display, especially on one of the club’s most busy days. But when he turned to talk to Melissa, he noticed that her and all of the club’s guests were stood completely still.

“What did you-” Todd began to ask, bewildered.

“I noticed you didn’t find much joy in the Easter Egg hunt,” the woman said.

“Yeah, but I wanted it to go faster, not stop completely,” Todd responded. “Who are you?”

“I’m the Easter Bunny, of course,” she said.

Todd laughed. “Yeah, right!” he said. “And I’m the tooth fairy!”

“How else do you explain this?” the Easter Bunny asked.

Todd did have to admit that all of this was pretty irrational. If time was frozen, then why couldn’t this strange Playboy Bunny be the real Easter Bunny? As ridiculous as it was, he decided to play along. “So what do you want?”

“I can tell your bored of the Easter traditions,” the Easter Bunny said. “I think you need to rediscover their joy. Wouldn’t the hunt be more fun if you were participating?”

“I suppose so,” Todd pondered. “But it’s so easy. If these kids can manage to discern colored eggs, then it wouldn’t be especially hard for me.”

“Then we’ll make it more interesting,” the Easter Bunny said. “Every egg that you collect will make you one year older and your nephew one year younger. Every egg that your nephew collects will make you one year younger and him one year older. Perhaps, that will add a level of challenge.”

Todd definitely didn’t want to agree to those terms. “No, I don’t think that-”

“On your marks, get set!” a voice shouted from behind Todd. Todd turned to discover that time was unfrozen and the hunt was about to begin. When he turned his attention back to the Easter Bunny, he noticed the woman was gone.

“Go!”

Todd was frantic as he noticed the young children, albeit very slowly, begin to collect the eggs. Billy, at age five, certainly wasn’t a track star, but he did begin to collect quite a couple around his feet. Todd noticed as his button-down shirt and pleated pants began to grow on his body. Or rather, he was starting to shrink! He couldn’t believe it! The Easter Bunny wasn’t bluffing. Todd, twenty-one years old just moments before, was now a teenager.

“Billy, stop!” Todd yelled as he ran to participate in the hunt. The now teenager began to fumble eggs in his hands while Billy and the other kids had made their way far out into the lawn with their Easter baskets, leaving few eggs for Todd to retrieve. Todd had about six eggs in his hand, returning his clothes to normal, when they begin to slip and fall out of his hands. At that moment, Todd felt weaker and smaller as his clothes changed to a twelve year old’s bunny-adorned sweater vest and khaki shorts.

Todd fell to the ground, attempting to catch the eggs is his hands again, but it was futile. Soon, Todd was getting slower and slower as his body began to act its age. His clothes soon turned to an ensemble similar to his nephew’s: suspenders, a bowtie, and a newsboy cap. It wasn’t long before Todd sat in front of the family’s country club wearing only a diaper covered in pink bunnies to hide his shame, as well as an oversized pink pacifier. On top of his head were cute little bunny ears meant for an infant.

Todd began to sob. He tried desperately to crawl to gather what few Easter eggs may turn him in to a toddler, at least, but was stopped when Melissa picked him up and held him against her chest, bouncing him up and down to soothe him. Melissa, who was shorter than Todd, had absolutely no problem lifting the man off the ground.

“Shhh, shhh,” Melissa cooed. “It’s ok, Todd. Let’s get you home.”

As Todd continued to cry, he saw a man walk towards them through the tears. Todd recognized that the grown man who was carrying an almost full Easter basket was once his nephew Billy, now aged up by two decades due to the Easter Bunny’s magic. Billy rustled the infantile Todd’s hair.

“It’s ok, buddy,” Billy said. “It looks like you are just a little too young for your first Easter egg hunt. We’ll try again next year.”

“Looks like someone had an accident too,” Melissa pointed out. “We’ll need to get you into a nice, clean diaper before brunch.”

Todd hadn’t even noticed that his diaper was soaked. His cries continued as he realized he would be undergoing his first diaper change of many under the hand of his former girlfriend, now caregiver.

Billy and Melissa began to strap Todd into a stroller when he spotted the mysterious woman, the Easter Bunny, snacking on a carrot in the distance. Todd figured his best hope was that he could make a similar deal with the rabbit next year in hopes that he could gain some years of his life back. Although, his body next year would only have the power of a three year old’s; it was more likely that he would just lose more years next time, resetting his progress.

All he knew is that he had now gained a new appreciation for the classic Easter tradition of the Easter egg hunt. And that he would be looking forward to it each and every year from now on.

Diapered at Disney

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“Are you serious, Nathan?” Laura asked. “I can’t believe you forgot!”

Nathan scoffed at the pathetic display that his girlfriend was showcasing. He couldn’t imagine being a grown adult, throwing a tantrum in the middle of Disney World. And for what? He already dragged her here despite the fact that the theme park was for literal children. How could he be bothered to remember to book tickets to meet Anna and Elsa, the stars of Laura’s favorite Disney film?

“Babe, who cares?” Nathan retorted. “Aren’t you a little old to want to meet the princesses from Frozen? They’re just women in costumes.”

“I was just hoping you would indulge me after we spent our entire day building lightsabers in the Star Wars park!” Laura said. “But I guess I expected too much of you, hoping you’d plan the one thing I asked you to…”

“At least Star Wars isn’t for babies,” Nathan responded.

Laura rolled her eyes at Nathan’s immature defense. “You’re such a dick,” she proclaimed before storming off further into the park. Nathan shrugged and followed after her. She’d come around, he thought. She just needed some time to cool down. After all, it was a really stupid thing to be mad about.

They spent the rest of the day getting drinks at EPCOT. Nathan had a great time, but Laura was still bitter by the time the couple got back to their hotel room. Nathan pressed his luck one last time trying to get some action from his disappointed girlfriend. “Not in your dreams,” she had said. Nathan didn’t remember much else before passing out in his bed.

Nathan woke up with a headache, but oddly enough, not from a hangover. It took a second for him to get his bearings before he realized something was definitely wrong here. He had definitely passed out in the bed, but it felt like he was closer to the ground. He slowly opened his eyes, realizing he was surrounded by bars.

“Is my sleepy guy finally awake?” a familiar voice cooed at him.

Laura’s voice finally shook Nathan fully awake. He went to respond, but something fell out of his mouth followed by a tremendous amount of spittle. Nathan was embarrassed and wiped his chin dry, but was immediately more embarrassed by what he saw next. A large blue pacifier had been what fell out of his mouth and the only piece of clothing he was wearing was a giant diaper adorned in snowflakes and the annoying snowman from Frozen.

“What the fuck?” Nathan said audibly.

“Good morning to you too,” Laura responded, lowering the bars of what Nathan now realized was his crib. Nathan began to question his reality, but was stopped by his girlfriend pushing the oversized pacifier back into his mouth.

“Let’s get you fed, Nate,” Laura said. “We’ve got a busy day at Disney World ahead of us!”

By the time Nate, as he was now affectionately called, was locked in an adult-sized baby stroller while being pushed through Disney World, he had a better understanding of what was going on. His girlfriend had picked him up from his crib with remarkable ease and locked him in a highchair. Try as he might, he could not escape the highchair. And as much as he cursed, screamed, fought, and inevitably sobbed out of frustration, Laura couldn’t understand a word he said as she fed him spoonful after spoonful of disgusting prune mush. Now, after what seemed like a never-ending car ride strapped in his booster seat, he was being carted through Disney World like a helpless infant.

Nathan’s eyes widened as he realized his predetermined destination: the line to meet Queen Elsa and Princess Anna. He tried with as much effort as he could manage to escape his stroller, but he was too uncoordinated to undo the strap.

“Don’t be so fussy, Nate,” his girlfriend-turned-caregiver had said in the line. “You’ll see your favorite Disney princesses soon!”

After what felt like hours waiting, during which Nathan resorted to played with a plastic ring of keys for entertainment, he was cycled into a frozen palace throne room, decorated with snowflakes and icicles. On two thrones at the front of the room sat Elsa and Anna and a professional camera was set up facing them.

“Welcome to Arendelle!” Queen Elsa proclaimed.

Nathan was, once again easily, picked up by Laura out of the stroller and sat next to the two women, whom Nathan had to admit were very attractive. He might have been more confident if he weren’t about to get his picture taken with them in nothing but a diaper. Trying to run away, he discovered that his body was able to even stand, forcing him to crawl before being picked up by one of the princesses and rocked in their arms demeaningly.

“What a cute little prince!” Princess Anna teased. “Are you my knight in shining armor?”

The absolute dismissal of Nathan was utterly humiliating. He wasn’t a baby! He didn’t even like Frozen! What he did to deserve this was beyond him, but things only became worse as Nathan felt a strong sensation in his stomach. The prunes had caught up with him.

“No,” Nathan muttered behind his dummy. “No way!” His body began to tense up as he anticipated what would follow. But it was no use. He wasn’t able to fight it like he normally would. Nathan heard his girlfriend instruct, “Smile for the camera!” before a flood of diarrhea absolutely destroyed his Frozen-themed diapers. Instead of smiling, his face had turned bright red, both out of frustration and effort. At that moment, the camera flashed, immortalizing the baby’s first accident.

Nathan couldn’t help himself as he began to wail uncontrollably, reaching the final straw of his frustration. The crying only added to the embarrassment he felt from messing his diaper in front of three gorgeous women. Princess Anna tried to comfort him by bouncing him up and down, only spreading his mess further around his diaper.

“Awwww,” Anna baby talked. “What’s wrong?”

“Looks like someone made a stinky,” Elsa chimed in.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, ladies,” Laura said. “He didn’t have an accident last night.”

Nathan couldn’t believe Laura was talking about him like that when he was right there. But what was more unbelievable was Anna laying him down and beginning to untape his messy diaper. “It’s ok, hun,” she said. “We deal with big babies like him all the time.”

Big babies? Nathan couldn’t believe it. They didn’t see him as a baby, but as a grown man acting and being treated like a baby. Nothing could make this more humiliating, he had thought. Only then did he notice that his penis was hard underneath his diaper. He had to cover his face from shame.

“That’s so cute!” Elsa remarked. “Is someone excited to meet his favorite princesses?”

Nathan wanted the ground to swallow him up. He had never been a shower (or a grower, for that matter) in that department, but he had never expected to be so casually nude and aroused in front of these women. He couldn’t even understand why he was hard. He must have been turned on by something.

“Oh gosh,” Laura said. “I’m so embarrassed.”

“Don’t be!” Anna responded. “It happens all the time. Babies can’t control themselves. Let us take care of it.”

Nathan was shocked as Anna began stroking his erect penis. He normally lasted pretty long, especially considering the current circumstances. But just having his member lightly touched sent a wave of ecstasy throughout his body. Within a matter of seconds, Nathan had the most intense orgasm of his life, showering his cum into his previously used diaper. He could only cover his face as the two princesses disposed of his diaper and changed him into a fresh, clean one.

The two princesses waved goodbye to their new favorite baby boy, Nate, as he sunk down into his stroller, arms crossed. “Don’t worry, Nate,” Laura said, pushing him back into the park. “We can visit them again tomorrow… and the day after, and the day after, and the day after that.” Nathan could only sit in his stroller and pray that this was a dream or that whatever magic dust had affected him would wear off that night. But one thing was for sure: he would never call anyone a “baby” ever again.