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#Post#: 205--------------------------------------------------
Haruko's new job
By: Cya Date: April 24, 2019, 6:57 am
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Naota Nandaba sat suspended just slightly above the carpet of
his room, confined in an infantile harnessing like device that
prevented him from fully setting his bare feet on the ground.
However, that wasn't the worst part of his predicament. The boy,
who had once summoned the power of the Pirate King, was clad in
only a thick, disposable diaper which separated him from the
mesh of the baby bouncer. He gave it a tentative bounce and was
rewarded with the babyish chair recoiling, as per its design,
creating a fresh new wave of crinkles due to his oversized
Pampers getting pressed tightly against the seat of the chair
and his powdered groin. He could only wonder where the hell this
stuff came from and how Haruko had acquired it. Then again, he
knew the how wasn't important. That crazy woman, who he shared
conflicting emotions for, could get almost anything when she put
her mind to it. Still, why did this stuff even exist? His baby
blue booties grazed the floor once again, sending him bouncing
slightly, as he sulked and suckled on his matching pacifier. A
blush never left his youthful, boyish face while he thought over
his current situation. He was a teen, a young adult! Not this
overgrown infant that Haruko had turned him into in just under a
day's time. Naota's only hope was that things would return to
normal once his dad and grandfather returned from their trip to
Tokyo. Normal. How he once loathed that word. Ever since that
pink haired woman came speeding into his life on that yellow
Vespa, his life has been nothing close to normal. He could
vividly remember each day since her arrival, but the last twenty
four hours were a fresh new form of hell for him to endure. Here
he sat, in a baby swing meant for an infant, contemplating why
this was happening in the first place. -Yesterday- "Ta-Kun!?" I
heard the familiar voice call out to me after she kicked open
the front door. "What?!" "Get your butt down here!" I yelled
out to her from my bed. Lately, things had been getting more
crazy and intense. I had to admit that I was getting annoyed
with her games. She was always caressing me and telling me stuff
that got my heart going before using me in some bizarre way.
Now, she was yelling out to me and she never liked being
ignored. With a sigh, I got up from my bed, exited my room and
descended the stairs. What awaited me at the bottom of the
stairs truly caught me off guard. The pink haired nuisance
turned house guest was standing there in what could only be
described as a nanny outfit. A big white apron adorned her
slender waist while a dark blue dress hid behind it. For the
rebellious woman who rode a yellow Vespa, it was rather
traditional and conservative, attributes that weren't usually on
the tip of my tongue when describing her outfits. Regardless of
that, I was more concerned at what she carried under her arms. A
bright, purple package, shaped like a rectangle, stuck out from
under her left arm and her right hand carried a huge bag,
covered in babyish print. From my vantage point, it appeared to
be little safety pins, bottles and rattles strewn across the
exterior of the bag. I had to admit that curiosity got the
better of me when I opened my big mouth and asked her in a
snarky tone what she was up to. "What's with the outfit and
what's in the bag?" "I'm babysitting," Haruko replied with a
smirk, setting down the bag of diapers and her big mysterious
bag embroidered with infantile designs. "That's rich. Who'd
trust you with a baby?" "Your daddy did. Him and the old geezer
went away to Tokyo for a few days, remember?" I openly scoffed
at that. "I don't need a babysitter. Besides, I can take better
care of myself than you ever could. How many times have you
almost gotten me killed this week?" "Oh Ta-Kun. I'm gonna baby
proof every inch of this house, but first I gotta get you
dressed." The pink haired wild woman winked at her new charge.
"What are you talking about? I'm already dressed!" I gestured at
my shorts and light blue sweater. Haruko placed her hands onto
her hips and stared me right in the eyes before giving me a
declaration in a sultry tone that ended with her teasing me.
"Now, we can do this the easy way or the fun way. Up to you." I
didn't think twice, typically when a strange woman like Haruko
offers you a choice, neither option is going to be particularly
painless. So, in this situation, I turned away from her and
bolted up the stairs, running as fast as my legs could take me.
"Uuuhh, the chase scene. My favorite!" Haruko grinned, yanking
out a diaper from the purple package and took off after me.
There wasn't a very big chance of me getting away from her,
especially since I was already cornered when I started running.
She basically forced me to run to the second floor and try to
hide in my room. Even though I was given a tiny head start, by
the time I got to my room, she not only closed the gap but was
leaping after me. Haruko landed on top of me, forcing me to the
ground beforehand pinning me to the carpet. "What the heck,
Haruko!" I called out, staring up at her face which held a
bizarre mixture of mischief and, what could only be described as
maternal lust. She gazed down at me, like I was some kind of
prey, her golden eyes sparkling like she had just caught a mouse
she had been chasing. "You've always been my little baby,
Naota. I just never knew it." In the blink of an eye, my shorts
and sweater were stripped from my body and, as I was registering
the fact that I lay trapped underneath her, in just my boxers,
she finished the job. A gentle breeze blew into my room through
the open window. The air felt cold on my pale skin which caused
me to shiver, punctuating the awkwardness of the moment rather
poetically while my keeper held out the disposable diaper in
front of my face. She tugged on the opposing wings, causing it
to spring back and forth like a bungee cord in her hands. It
snapped back each time she tugged at it. I could only stare up
at her with an ear to ear blush, never before had I felt so
vulnerable. Now or never. I summoned all my remaining energy and
tried to break free from her hold, but all it did was entangle
us together. A cloud of baby powder obscured our minor battle,
me trying to escape and her powdering my junk before the cloud
settled and I lay there, fully diapered for the first time in
who knew how many years. Running away and trying to fight had
been futile, only earning me laughter from Haruko after she got
me pampered. Still, at least I can say that I tried to run
instead of just literally lying back and getting my butt wiped.
I did my best to block it out when she taped me into this
ridiculous baby diaper. The very situation repulsed me and the
reality of what had transpired was just too much to bare. For a
moment, I felt like this had to be some strange dream, or better
yet, nightmare. I mean, the other night, when TV Boy emerged
from my skull felt more real than this. No matter how much I
wanted to deny it, the crinkly sound coming from my waist and
Haruko's cooing told me that this was real. The words she spoke
pulled me from my daze rather quickly. "There, much better. My
little Ta-Kun is all safe and protected in his Pampers." She
grinned a Cheshire smile and patted my crotch. I crossed my arms
and scowled at her in response. It was the only thing I could
do. "Okay, I'm in a diaper, you win. Now, leave me alone!" I
tried to broadcast my dissatisfaction and angst as best as I
could, but it even sounded like a pouty brat whining to me.
Haruko must have thought the same because she merely cooed down
at me and answered me with that annoying baby talk voice.
#Post#: 206--------------------------------------------------
Re: Haruko's new job
By: Cya Date: April 24, 2019, 6:57 am
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"Sounds like someone is awful fussy." Haruko stated in a drawn
out fashion. "Naughty Naota needs his formula to help him feel
better. Yes, he does!" I watched Haruko pull a large baby bottle
out if the bag and hold it in front of my face, which only made
me scowl harder. She gave it a tentative shake before noticing
my distasteful expression. I had already been diapered like a
baby, there was no way I'd let her feed me like a baby on top of
it. "Huh, I guess you don't want your baba then." Haruko said in
a disinterested voice as she sat the bottle down. "You're right
for once." I retort, finally she was getting it. "I bet baby
wants some milk fresh from the source?" The pink haired lunatic
cupped her breasts and jiggled them to accentuate her point.
"How does that sound?" A huge blush covered my entire body. I
definitely didn't want to suck her tit. Just as I was going to
protest, she shoved the oversized baby bottle into my mouth,
silencing me before I could refuse or even utter a syllable. Her
catlike reflexes were truly something else, but that was the
last thing I cared about because a damn bottle was lodged into
my mouth! The nipple must've been huge since it filled my entire
mouth with it's bulbous, rubbery presence, forcing me to drink.
"Such a good baby, drinking his milky for me." Haruko held the
bottle in place, cooing to me. I had no choice, but to try to
drink the liter of milk. For some reason it tasted funny, like
it wasn't just milk. Laying there, now cradled against Haruko's
body, leaning into her, I had plenty of time to ponder the
meaning of the word "formula" she mentioned earlier. "Mmmphh" I
tried to ask what was in the bottle, but the maniacal moped
driving, guitar welding woman simply shoved the bottle back into
my mouth when I tried to push it away. "Shhh, it's okay Ta-Kun.
Drink it all up and the laxatives will do their job." Haruko
explained, cooing once more. I struggled not to gag after being
told that the milk I was currently forced to drink was laced
with laxatives. Needless to say, I resumed my struggles, shocked
and angered by the idea that she expected me to crap my, I mean,
the diaper. It wasn't ever going to be my diaper and if I could
get this bottle out of my mouth, I wouldn't have to worry about
using it. but Haruko had other plans. She held it firmly and
whispered into my ear a terrible threat. "Fight me and I'll
spank your little butt till your daddy gets home." *Gulp* As I
swallowed out of fear, a bit of milk went down the wrong pipe,
forcing me to gag and cough. Luckily, I was able to get the
bottle away from my mouth when Haruko noticed me coughing up
some of the milk. She repositioned me, practically hugging me.
Between my coughing fit and trying to breath, I had no clue what
she was doing. Suddenly, I felt her patting my back, trying to
get me to burp. 'That'll never work!' *BURP* A massive belch
left my small frame, causing me to groan as more milk leaked
from my mouth onto her apron. "There, feeling better?" "Ugh,
yeah." I had to admit that I was feeling better after almost
choking on the laced milk. "Good, it's playtime for my little
man!" My pink haired captor declared, picking me up and carrying
me on her hip. 'She's strong.' I thought in awe, as I was
carried downstairs to the living room where I was deposited on
the ground with a crinkle. "Now, how the hell do I set up a
playpen?" Haruko muttered to herself, looking down at a new box
which I had yet to see. A flourish of her wrist unraveled a
sprawling set of instructions that listed each step. She held
them upside-down, sideways and eventually, she stood on her
hands, trying another perspective to try and understand the
blueprints. "Eh, screw this. Illustrated wing it." She pulled
out a plastic panel from the box and looked it over, she then
sighed and tossed it on the floor, returning to the box to
retrieve a new puzzle piece: A mesh siding unit. She pulled out
the other three mesh wall segments and stared at them. I had no
experience with baby stuff, but even I could tell that they were
meant to be affixed to the floor piece. "Damn it!" Haruko
shouted, throwing the mesh pieces at the playpen's floor piece.
Haruko's random outburst caught me off guard, startling me, but
she wasn't done surprising me. Not at all, she jumped at the
discarded baby furniture segments and attacked them like the
crazy woman she is. A dust cloud arose around her as I watched
her literally attack the inanimate objects. She pulled out her
guitar and whacked the structure four times until she was
satisfied. As the dust settled and Haruko took a step back, the
playpen stood tall, fully assembled in one piece. 'You've got to
be kidding me.' I rolled my eyes. "Time for Ta-Kun's playtime!"
Somehow Haruko dematerialized and appeared behind me. I didn't
know what to do as she picked me up from underneath my armpits
and lifted me up. "From Downtown, baby!" That was the last thing
I heard before I was literally launched from my spot on the
carpet, hurled through the air, thanks to Haruko shooting me
like a basketball at the playpen. I landed head first, diapered
butt sticking up as I crumpled within the confines of the baby
jail. "Swish!" The pink haired woman cheered. "Hey!" I yelled
angrily. "What's that for?!" "Just a little baby basketball."
Haruko grinned from the other side of the playpen's mesh wall.
"I thought you only played baseball!" I whined. "There's a lot
you don't know about me, Ta-Kun. Now, play with your toys like a
good boy." Sighing, I looked around my infantile cage, seeing
nothing to play with. "I think you forgot something..." With a
blank face, Haruko blinked a few times. "Yeah, here." She picked
up her diaper bag and emptied it into the playpen. A surprising
amount of toys spilled out from the interior of the bag and
startled piling up around me. "What the hell?!" I was suddenly
engulfed by toys up to my neck. "Guess I overdid it, huh?" A
smirk crossed her lips. "Yeah, I can't play like this." "You
could be the next Michael Phelps, just swim around in the toys."
Haruko winked. "That's stupid and you know it." I immediately
realized that this entire situation was pretty stupid, I was
already dressed in a diaper and fed a bottle. Swimming in a sea
of toys and stuffed animals could hardly top the day I've had so
far. "Fine." Haruko scooped up some of the toys. After a few
armfuls, the playpen looked sparse, just a few toy cars remained
and a few stuffed animals in the corner. Obviously, I ignored
the plush animals and settled on the toy cars. I simply sat
there, manipulating the metallic toy car around the mat while
Haruko literally watched over me. Even though I was paying
attention to the Hotwheels classic car, I could feel her staring
at me. "You call that playing?" Haruko stated in an annoyed
tone. "You're not even trying are you?" I did the one thing left
that I had the freedom to do: ignore her and her comments. Who
cared if I wasn't actually playing with the car? I wasn't a baby
no matter how much she pretended I was. Without warning, Haruko
hopped into the plastic playpen and grabbed my arm. "Here, slide
it around and make car noises." "Car noises?" I cooked my head
in confusion. "You know, car noises." Haruko proceed to imitate
a car. "Vroom Vroooom!" "Seriously?" I couldn't believe what I
was being told to do. "Do it or I'm not gonna change your poopy
butt." As if on cue, my stomach rumbled violently, causing me to
clench my gut in agony. "How much laxative did you put in my
milk?" I winced. "Formula." Haruko corrected. "And enough to get
your pampers poopy." She smirked. "Ugghh, I'm going to
overflow!" "Cute." The Vespa driving Bohemian turned nanny
chuckled at her charge. "But you gotta say it." I tried to focus
on the toy car as I pulled my right hand away from my pulsating
belly, reaching out for the Hotwheels car in front of me.
Finally, and got my hand around it and moved it back and forth
while trying to utter the noises that my demented babysitter
wanted to hear. "Uhhh, vrooom, vroooom!" I imitated the reving
sounds like I was the two year old Haruko dressed me as. "Good
boy!" Haruko continued to praise me as she slowly descended to
her knees and wrapped German arms around my midsection. Like a
snake coiling around its prey, she wrapped around me and started
massaging my bulging belly with her hands while cooing into my
ear gently. "That's my big baby. Just let it go, Ta-Kun. Make me
a present." Compelled by her sexual sorcery or the basic urges
of my body, I'll never know, but I voided my bowels into the
enlarged baby diaper. A few not so pleasant sounds erupted from
my bottom as Haruko held me close, kissing my cheek gently. I
felt all the blood go to my head as a blush covered my entire
face. At the same time, my diaper was reaching it's limit,
coating my nether region in a thick, putrid muck. "I think-"
Fighting back the tears, I struggled to finf the words. " I need
a change!" An emotional torrent overwhelmed me, I can barely
remember it, but I must have been bawling like a baby. Haruko
would've probably left me in that filthy bag of crap if I hadn't
started to cry. She's that kind of person, the kind who would've
just left me to stew in my own juices because in her perversely
mind, it'd probably be more "fun " for her to watch me squirm.
"My little Ta-Kun needs his butt wiped?" Haruko said in that
same tone of voice she used to announce the dinner they had the
other night: Little Prince Curry Brand. I closed my eyes, trying
to stop the tears as her words left her month and assaulted my
ears in the childish cadence she utilized. With no other options
available to me, I merely nodded as I sniffed loudly. "Yes, I
do." I answered through gritted teeth. Luckily for me, Haruko
cut the humiliation short and granted me my wish. I must admig
that the first time I pooped my diaper still haunts my thoughts
and is hard for me to ignore. However, I think it might be best
just to tell you what happened, just don't expect a lot of
details. Between me crying and her speed, it was over before it
started. So, like I was saying, I'm in the embrace of this crazy
lady who went from being my attacker to roommate to freaking
babysitter in the span of a week. We're sharing this awkward,
yet oddly comforting embrace and I had just crapped in a giant
baby diaper. The next thing I know, I'm pulled off of the floor
and carried out into my pitiful backyard. I pray the no one sees
me even though the grassy area behind the bakery is fairly
private thanks to the brick walls. Haruko sets me on the ground,
her teeth glistening in the afternoon light before she kneels
down in front of me. I feel tiny in her presence and the mess
covering my crotch isn't helping things. She leans her head in
front of my diaper and makes a dramatic, over exaggerated
inhale, practically sniffing my pamper like a dog. "Yep!" Haruko
affirmed. "We got us a tinky diaper!" Just when I thought my
face couldn't get any hotter from the tears or any redder, my
blush turned an even darker shade of crimson. I swear, I was
going to run out of blood at this rate. Suddenly, a smack to my
crotch pulled me out of my embarrassed stupor. "Hey! Just change
me already!" I demanded. "Oh, such a fussy baby. Maybe I should
just leave you in it for a while. You might learn a lesson."
Haruko quickly stood up and looked like she was about to walk
back into the house. "No!" I called out pitifully. "I am sorry!
Please, change me!" "Well, you did say the magic word." Haruko
smiled and leapt into action. I was ripped out of that diaper
and wiped thoroughly in under thirty seconds. If I didn't know
any better, I would've sworn that she had experience doing this
type of thing before. After she finished wiping me, I noticed
that a new diaper hadn't been taped onto me. Maybe she was done
playing baby? "Umm, where's my new diaper?" "Don't need one. You
need to air out. Now go play or something." "But-" I stammered
and gestured to my nude body. "I'm naked! "Yeah, nakie time."
Haruko smirked. I crossed my arms. "I'm not going to run around
here without clothes on." Haruko pulled out her Gibson guitar
and held it out. "Maybe you'd like a spanking instead?" She
slapped the backside of the Gibson to drive home her point. I
flinched slightly, fearful that she would fulfill her threat.
Either I get a spanking and forced to play or I listen to her
and play. Ultimately, the choice was obvious but not easy to
accept. "Okay." I muttered and ran around the small backyard.
There really wasn't anything to do back here. Honestly, the
playpen was more fun than this, but I did my best to appease
her. After what seemed like an eternity but was probably just
ten minutes, Haruko called me back over to her. She had a new
diaper freshly unfurled in her hand, it waved gently in the
breeze. I tried not to stare at it. "Okay, Ta-Kun." Haruko
gently addressed me by that odd pet name all the girls called
me. "Let's get your diaper on and then it's time for your
nappy." Normally, I would have refused outright while probably
proclaiming how mature I was or how I didn't need a nap because
I was in middle school. However, after the emotional
roller-coaster I endured today, a nap sounded like a good idea.
So,I just sat down, naked in the grass. It was a very odd sensa,
but a short lived one since Haruko lifted me up and laid me down
onto the thick disposable. "Why does this one feel thicker?"
"That's your sleepy time diapee. Handles more wettings." Instead
of argueing, I let her tape me into the bulky monstrosity. It
actually was more than just a thicker diaper, this thing went up
to my belly button! "This thing's huge!" I protested. "Shhh,
it's okay, baby." Haruko shushed me and scooped me up into her
arms, perching me onto her hip and carrying me into the house
and up to my room. What awaited me was not my old room. My bed
had dissappeared, replaced by a baby's crib! "What did you do to
my bed!?" "Babies sleep in cribs." Haruko explained, plopping a
pacifier past my lips and into my mouth. The large bulb
practically gagged me, shutting me up. "Mmpphh!" "That's enough
of that. You get some sleep, like a good boy, and maybe I'll
take you out in your new stroller." She laid me down into the
crib, the soft surface was rather comfortable and, under
different circumstances, this would be been nice, but not like
this! I flashed Haruko the dirtiest look a diapered middle
school boy, sucking on a pacifier could muster. "You're just so
cute, Ta-Kun. That's why I choose you!" Haruko blew me a kiss
and exited the room. -The End-
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