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The babysitter:
By Mikey Pampers
The babysitter was here all day today. I knew the way she treated me she always had suspicions about me that I was hiding something and the way she treated me so babyish in a way that no one ever has who was not way older then me like my mommy or my Auntie. The all ways looked at me funny and was overly sweet in a way that makes me really crazy about her and makes me feel warm and fuzzy and funny. The way she will look back and smile and me but with kind of an evil wink at the same time. She also can be very stern but I like it from her in a way that I don’t from mommy. She makes me feel comfortable enough to do stuff in front of her like suck my thumb and crawl even though part of the reason I do that is to try to peek up her skirt. I have just been aching to see her panties. Gosh I love panties. Anyway my worst fears and perhaps wildest dreams may be coming true. When she got here she was in a very bad mood. She must have had a bad day at that private school of hers, but even angry, OMG, how she looks in that uniform! It’s all I can do to keep from getting to hard in my pajama bottoms when I see her in it.
Something about her today was particularly more nosey then usual, and that’s really saying something. She was so interested in my room and I most often am real good at keeping her out of there as I have so many secrets hidden there. She was insisting on cleaning but it was already pretty clean and I was trying to scoop her out and then it happened. She looked under the bed. “MIKEY! What do we have here?” She asks as she pulls out a big box of Pampers. “Aren’t you to big for diapers?”I stumbled around so flustered. I tried to cover it up, telling her they belonged to my little cousin Caitlin, Surely she would believe that. She knew all about her as she is over here a lot. But by the expression on her face and those eyes connecting with mine in a way that was so piercing, she was unsuccessfully muffling her giggles. “Mikey, Don’t lie to me, toddler boy! Look at the size of these! And there baby blue designs. We both know, these are not Caitlin’s! And they were underneath your bed!” I was caught red diapered. I explained it in the best way I could that was based in truth. “Pwease babysitter, you don’t understand. I’m a big boy, I don’t need them. Mommy just got them to threaten me for punishment so I don’t suck my thumb. I just can’t stop and she says it’s for babies. So if I got caught sucking my thumb I would have to wear diapers. But I’ve been good. She never had to use them!” This is where the fibbing came in. She gives me a glare in disbelief and simultaneously reaches under the bed again as if she has heat seeking babysitter reach and nabs a hidden wet diaper wrapped in the cutest training pants. They are still soaked from the night before. “So I suppose these soaking wet Pampers belong to Caitlin? “So flustered, I exclaimed, “ Yes, those aren’t mine!” She gave me a clear look and said put them on! Threw them at me and with a slosh got my Jamies a bit wet when I caught them. At this point possibly the most humiliating moment of my life. But that was about to change. Every minute for every minute up in till she put me to bed. I knew I had no choice. I dropped my pj bottoms and underpants in a modest shy way so she could not see my wee-wee and slit the soaking wet set up my legs over my thighs and they grabbed me and secured me inside like a warm winter coat. I could feel the heat on my face growing with the bulge in my wet Pampers. I was trapped in more ways then one.
To be continued…..
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by Mikey Pampers
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