You lay in bed, trying to figure out a way to not have to go school. The memory of what happened with the pizza delivery boy, Grant you seem to remember as his name, is still fresh in your mind.
Daddy had woke you up as he did every morning with a in depth diaper check and change. You expected Daddy to put you in pull-ups for class as he normally did; but today wasnt the case.
You have a longer class day today baby, I think itd be best to double you up thick with those new Tykable jeans we got in the mail.
There was no recourse for you to complain, Daddys rule was that as long as your pacifier is in, theres to be no talking or talking back. All you can do is lay back as your sodden night diaper is peeled back and daddy begins to wipe, lotion, and powder you before pulling out a M4 and Bellisimo diaper. You know even with the extra room of your Tykable jeans that this bulk will be impossible to conceal.
At the sight of the bulk you cant help but whine. Daddy looks concerned as he removes your pacifier and asks, Whats the matter little one? You gaze up chewing your lower lip a little in nervousness. Daddy? Could I please not go to my Organic Chemistry class today, Ill go to all the others. I just really wanna skip that one.
Daddy looks a little perplexed, Now baby, you know daddy is wholly against skipping classes unless youre direly ill: and you certainly dont look sick to me! In fact, we better do a health test!
Daddy leans down close and then in a flash he has your shirt pulled up effectively pinning your arms up and his mouth pressed on your tummy blowing a giant raspberry! You cant help but bust out laughing and beg daddy to stop his ministrations.
Daddy pulls off and examins his squirmy baby boy. The test is conclusive. Youre definitely too healthy to skip classes.
Daddy finishes padding you up before completing the outfit with your favorite Pokemon shirt, a black onesie from OnesiesDownUnder and a pair of cargo khaki shorts that may be just a size too small.
Have a good day today and be good. If your diaper doesnt hold up you can come drop by my office on campus, Im not teaching today. You cant help but grown a little as Daddy has made sure to keep plenty of changing supplies in the faculty washroom just for you.
You leave the house to the sound of Daddys hand patting your amply padded bum and a feeling of dread as you trudge towards the class with the same pizza boy who saw you on your thick night play diaper the previous night. But the butterflies diminish a bit at the thought of daddys care and gentle hands. You know you belong in diapers and you belong as Daddys baby boy; no matter what happens.