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Gohan story
DIR By: Cya
Date: October 8, 2018, 4:33 am
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Bulma pose reference, I posted notes on comments and in the
description, each reference photo to help you:
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Bulma angle and perspective reference, I'd like to see the
conveyor belt's machinery.
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Bulma Bonnet reference. Very important. I made a note of how I'd
like it.
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Bulma diaper reference. I posted a note to give you further
guidance.
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An extra diaper reference, just in case you need it.
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#Post#: 14--------------------------------------------------
Re: Gohan story
DIR By: Cya
Date: October 8, 2018, 6:50 am
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A sudden jolt shook Gohan awake as the flying vehicle landed on
the ground. He wiped the sleep out of his eyes and looked
around, trying to remember where he was. The first thing he
noticed was that he was wearing green overalls that covered his
yellow shirt and baby blue and white sneakers. His ever present
diaper was pulled against his crotch due to the straps of the
carseat. Needless to say, the boy was grateful that it was still
dry despite the fact that he had finished a very large baby
bottle before he had fallen asleep.
Chi Chi turned to face her son, realizing that he was finally
awake. "Did you sleep well, Gohan?"
"Yes, mom." The boy blushed.
"Good, I wanted you rested for your platdate with little
Trunks."
Instantly, it dawned on the teen why he was dressed up and
sitting tightly buckled into a giant carseat: The playdate!
Not only had he passed out during a long trip, like some
toddler, but he was noe actully expected to play with Bulma's
two year old baby like he was just another infant. His cheeks
burned with embarrassment and yet, he wasn't even out in public.
However, that was going to change. The boy noticed the roof of
his mother's flying car retract and waiting for him next to the
vehicle was none other than Bulma, holding her son, Trunks.
"There's my little hero!" The Capsule Corp scientist beamed down
at Gohan.
Chi Chi got up from the driver's seat and smiled. "My goodness,
look how big Trunks has gotten!"
"I can say the same thing for Gohan here." Bulma bent down and
tickled Gohan under his chin before turning to face Chi Chi. "I
noticed you trimmed his hair. Gotta admit, that bowl haircut is
cute!"
"It's easier to wash and it really does make him look adorable
if you ask me." Chi Chi explained while unbuckling the belt
across Gohan's lap. She quickly hoisted her teenaged son up from
the carseat and planted him on her hip.
"Yeah, now our sons are practically twins!"
This remark caused Gohan to look away and that's when he
realized that he was in a public park! And this wasn't just any
park, it was a public park in the middle of the metropolis known
as West City, one of the busiest and most populated cities on
Earth. Anxiety rose up inside him as he prayed to Kami that this
playdate would be a short one.
Bulma and Chi Chi took note of Gohan's discomfort and prodding
him.
"What's the matter Gohan?" Bulma asked.
"Does my widdle man have a stinky in his diaper?" Chi Chi
wondered, oddly optimistic.
"No!" Gohan replied a bit too loudly for his liking. "I mean,
isn't it a bit much, doing this in such a public place?!"
"Don't worry, Gohan. I had the park closed off to the public for
the afternoon."
Both Chi Chi and Gohan stared at Bulma, a look of shock and awe
plastered accross their faces. "How?" The mother and son asked
in unison.
"You seem to forget that I belong to the wealthiest family on
the planet." Bulma boasted. "It was practically a drop in the
bucket to rent the park for the afternoon."
"I didn't consider that." The raven haired mother stated.
"Well, what teenager is going to want to be seen prancing around
the park in a diaper?" Bulma questioned.
"Thanks, Bulma." Gohan sighed, happy that someone had considered
his modesty.
"True, I guess that's why I dressed him up, but now, he can just
go around in his pamper." Chi Chi chuckled.
"Yeah, it's a hot day, let's let our boys run around for a bit!"
Bulma added.
And just like that, any gratitude Gohan felt towards Bulma had
disappeared. He was slowly lowered onto the grass and laid onto
his back so Chi Chi could get to work. First his sneakers wear
untied and then his soaks were pulled off. Quickly, his overalls
and t-shirt were removed and the undressed Gohan laid there in
just his plastic backed pamper. Soon, Trunks joined him once
Bulma had taken off his diaper cover and baby sized t-shirt.
"What're you waiting for, go play!" Chi Chi ordered.
Gohan knew better than to disobey his mother. He got to his feet
and looked around, wondering exactly what he was expected to do.
A sudden smack on the back of his butt had caught him off guard
due to his mother slapping the back of his slick diaper. He
toddled fowards, chased by a waddling baby Trunks.
The mothers watched their babies frolick amongst the trees that
dotted the green space. It wasn't long until they chatted about
various things. Of course, Chi Chi took the first opportunity to
bring up the challenge that Bulma had issued one week ago.
"Remember how you told me that you wanted to race me at changing
diapers?" Chi Chi coyly asked.
"Yeah and-" The Blue haired woman paused and looked at friend
who flashed her a smile. "You've got to be kidding me. You
really want to race me using Gohan?!"
"Of course." Chi Chi replied nonchalantly.
"But-" Bulma stammered. "He's a teen. Not only that, but you'd
be at a severe disadvantage."
"I understand that and if I do win, it'll just show that I'm the
ultimate mother." Chi Chi smirked.
"Alright, Miss couldn't even change a disposable last week. How
do you expect a grown teenager like Gohan to go along with this?
I doubt he'll just use his diaper, right?"
"Oh, Bulma. He's used plenty of diapers this week. However, I
did put a little something interesting into his bottle before we
got here." Chi Chi smiled nefariously.
"You didn't."
A groan in the distance caught the two women's attention. Poor
Gohan was clutching his stomach, squatting down just like a
toddler. A few grunts and muffled farts signified that things
were beginning to get very messy for the poor boy. Little Trunks
stopped toddling around and watched the older boy with a curious
gaze.
"Oh my, looks like it kicked in." Chi Chi said in mock surprise.
"You're ruthless." Bulma muttered.
The women watched as the strongest warrior in the universe
packed his pampers. His backside ballooned out, bulging towards
the ground as he kept pushing the muck out of his body. More
grunts and groans accompanied the rude noises erupting from
within his diaper. After about a minute, he finally stood up and
waddled back towards the mothers.
"My poor boy!" Chi Chi cooed. "Come to mommy. Let me make it all
better!"
The young man waddled up to his mother who pulled him in for a
nice, long hug. She held him like that for a few minutes,
patting his back and occasionally rubbing it gently, while
whispering into his ear that he was such a good boy. Finally, he
pulled away from her and looked down. "M-mom?" Gohan shuddered.
"C-can you ch-change my diaper?"
"Sure thing, baby." Chi Chi patted the ground in front of her.
"Bulma, I think it's time for Trunks to get a diaper changes
too!"
"Yeah, he probably does. It's been a few hours." Bulma walked
over to her little boy, scooping him up and pulled back the
waistband of his Pampers. "Huh, I guess it's not Gohan's day."
Bulma muttered, noting that the baby had a messy load in the
seat of his diaper as she walked back over to where Gohan and
Chi Chi waited.
Both boys were laid on the ground and Bulma pulled out some
supplies from her diaper bag. Chi Chi brought out the ray gun
that Bulma had lent her and started enlarging Trunks' baby wipes
and the new pamper. A slight grin spread accross the scientist's
face, noting that Chi Chi was cunning enough to increase the
size of the wipes, thus leveling the platinum field. Still,
Gohan was so much bigger than her son, it wouldn't make that
much of a difference in the grand scheme of things.
"I'm ready, what about you?"
"Oh, I was born ready!" Bulma laughed.
Both mothers started getting to work and felt his
disposable practically get ripped from his waist. His mother
quickly used a wipe to push most of the waste into the diaper
before balling it up, a rapid swipe down his backside and, in
the blink of an eye, Chi Chi was raining talcum powder all over
his privates.
Meanwhile, Bulma was going at a more gingerly pace, untapping
the disposable from her son's waist slowly and cleaned him up.
Ultimately, she couldn't afford to be so carefree with Trunks,
he was after all, a real baby. Still, she felt bad for Gohan
while simultaneously marvelling at how much her friend's
diapering technique had improved. She was just barely powdering
Trunks when she heard Chi Chi cry out.
"Done!"
Gohan blushed profusely, but also smiled. He was glad his mother
had proven herself, displayed that she was more than capable of
taking care of a baby. The boy couldn't believe that he, for a
brief moment, thought of himself as that baby, but at least this
rivalry was hopefully, over.
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Re: Gohan story
DIR By: Cya
Date: November 3, 2018, 12:16 am
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"I guess you're the better mother after all." Bulma smirked.
Chi Chi chuckled and smiled at Gohan. "Being a mother isn't
about being the best, but it doesn't hurt to hear praise from a
fellow mom once in a while."
"I can see that Gohan has really helped you out. Maybe I need to
borrow him?" Bulma winked.
The teenaged baby boy blushed, wondering what Bulma had in mind.
He knew that out of all of his father's female friends that the
blue haired inventor was the most prone to flights of fancy.
Creative types always did think outside the box.
"I don't see the harm in that. Maybe I could take Trunks around
the park while you fed my boy?"
"Sure. Is he on solids or liquids?" Bulma asked, completely
ignoring Gohan like he was just a baby.
"A mixture of both. He drains my breasts, but it's never enough
for him. So, I feed him some yummy baby food on top of my milk."
Chi Chi explained.
"Well, Trunks can't keep up with my milk. I'm sure I can help
feed him if you don't mind." Bulma smiled down at Gohan.
"Sure, be my guest. I'll take Trunks for a ride in his stroller,
give you a little privacy." The raven haired mother replied,
lifting up the bowl haired infant and depositing him into the
stroller.
"Have fun you two!" Bulma waved as she kneeled down next to
where the diapered teen laid.
Gohan didn't think he could blush any harder as Bulma gazed down
on him, unbuttoning her blouse. The embarrassed boy knew what
was coming next, but despite the odd situation he was in, he did
nothing to stop it. An audibly loud snap signalled that the
maternity bra had been opened, allowing Bulma's perky, large
breast to be free.
The diapered teen merely stared at it, unsure if he should latch
onto the puffy nipple. Bulma muttered some encouraging babyish
coos, trying to get the teen to suckle. Finally, Gohan gave in,
accepting the stiff nipple between his lips. A few sucks and he
was granted a squirt of Bulma's milk, it tasted quite different
from his mother's milk. He thought about it in between suckles
and assumed that it must've been the woman's diet that caused
the milk to taste so good. She had the finest dietary
supplements available to her.
Greedily, the boy suckled, hungry for the best milk he had ever
tasted. A few moans came from Bulma who was not used to such a
strong and thirsty boy drinking from her bosom. Gohan stopped
and looked past her boobs and into her eyes.
"I'm sorry, Bulma. Should I stop?"
"No, you're doing it right. Keep going." Bulma coaxed her other
breast towards the teen's mouth.
Gohan got the message and returned to suckling earnestly from
the new breast that Bulma had presented to him. At first, he
thought he had been doing something wrong since his mother never
made noises like that, but he was so happy to hear that he
wasn't hurting the woman who was his father's oldest friend.
Bulma was accustomed to feeding her little Trunks, but she was
finally getting used to the teen baby's strong mouth.
Gohan noticed, after suckling for a good few minutes that the
proverbial well had run dry, he pulled his head away from
Bulma's breast and looked sheepishly at the young mother.
"Umm, I'm still hungry."
"And wet, from the looks of it." Bulma brought her hand down to
the boy's oversized Pamper and felt the swollen, urine soaked
crotch. "That's why I love disposable diapers. You don't always
need to check them to see if they're wet because they show you
by turning yellow."
Gohan couldn't believe that Bulma just squeezed his crotch like
he was just a dumb baby. Sure, his own mother did that, but that
was different!
"Then why did you check?" Gohan couldn't help but ask.
"Because you didn't tell me that you made pee pee in your
pampers. " Bulma teased.
The normally easy going teen pouted slightly, not enjoying
Bulma's remark.
"Don't be like that. I'll get you changed and you'll get
something to eat too." Bulma explained while grabbing the
changing supplies.
"What do you mean?" Gohan blinked, "You're going to change me?"
Bulma merely nodded, going for the tapes and ripping the sopping
wet diaper open. A cool, afternoon breeze blew over his groin
and well toned stomach, causing him to look away. Getting a
diaper change was still something he was quite used to, but he'd
never expected or wanted to be changed outside like this. He
tried to imagine he was somewhere else.
The blue haired mother lifted the boy's legs up and pulled the
ruined disposable out from under him. She quickly unfolded a
huge new pamper to replace the used one. It was quite something,
the bulk and size of it alone was something to marvel at. She
was so used to dealing with Trunks' normal sized disposables.
Thanks to her enlarging ray, she could make anything jumbo
sized. Ultimately, she got an idea while putting the new teen
sized diaper under Gohan.
Gohan could feel the touch of the synthetic cotton
polymers caressing his bottom as he was lowered onto the
unfurled diaper. It's softness underneath his rear end serving
as both a comfort and an ever present reminder of what was
currently transpiring:an outdoor diaper change. One thing Gohan
was grateful for was the fact that Bulma had thought ahead and
closed off the park by renting the entire space for the
afternoon.
Despite being in public, he felt himself relaxing as Bulma
brought the diaper up between his legs and fixed the tapes into
place. The disposable diaper caressed his crotch and bottom
tightly as Bulma patted the front, smiling down at Gohan.
"You're a lot less of a squirmy than Trunks."
"Thanks, I guess." Gohan replied at the pseudo compliment. "I'm
still hungry."
"You're just like your father. Always hungry." Bulma smiled. "I
guess that's just how it is with you Saiyans."
Gohan blushed, knowing that his mammoth appetite was uncommon,
but also a part of who he was. What could he say? He loved to
eat.
Bulma slowly rose to her feet, letting Gohan sit on his padded
butt, and pulled out a lone capsule. The boy watched her pull it
from her pocket and wondered just what it might contain.
"Bulma?"
"Yes, Gohan?"
"What's in that capsule?"
"It's a surprise." Bulma winked.
To Be Continued...
#Post#: 49--------------------------------------------------
Re: Gohan story
DIR By: Cya
Date: November 4, 2018, 5:36 pm
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Yes with Burma changing his diaper and give him his lunch in a
highchair hehe
High chair comes out of a capsule, she uses the enlarging ray to
make the high chair huge. Feeds Gohan and then a villain shows
up. Bulma throws a capsule down that holds Vegeta's Saiyan
warrior suit. It is expandable and fits any size, including
Gohan and his massive diaper.
Bulma smiled and flung the capsule gently to the ground. A big
burst of smoke engulfed the teenager and the blue haired
scientist. As the thick bank of haze dissipated, an average, all
white high chair could be seen standing on the sidewalk. Gohan
merely stared at it.
"Bulma, I seriously doubt that I can fit in that."
"Just wait." Bulma grinned and pulled out an identical copy of
the ray gun that Chi Chi had been using over the past few weeks.
With the pull of the trigger, a beam of transparent energy shot
out and started to enlarge the infantile chair. Suddenly,
another chair meant for a baby like Trunks could easily
accommodate a teen of Gohan's build.
"Much better, right Gohan?" Bulma asked.
"I guess so." The boy replied, unsure if he wanted to be fed
from a high chair by Bulma.
The blue haired scientist squatted down to his level. "Don't you
wanna get some food in your belly? I know you're still hungry."
Gohan didn't want to answer, but a growl from his stomach did
all the talking for him. The teenaged warrior turned his head
away from Bulma's smiling gaze, not wanting her to see the
prominent blush growing across his cheeks.
"What's for lunch?" The diapered boy asked as he looked away
shyly.
Bulma looked at Gohan with an amused look. "See, I know how much
you Saiyans can eat. Traveling with your father when I was a
girl taught me that you guys can never get enough to eat."
As she remained squatting, Bulma reached out and ruffled the
boy's meticulously cut bowl shaped hair. Finally, Gohan turned
to see the smiling face of his family's oldest friend. She stood
crouched at his eye level since he still sat on the grass,
slightly tired from the copious amounts of breast milk he had
just consumed. Still, his unquenchable hunger desired whatever
pastes or blended baby goop she had waiting for him. Before
Gohan could utter a word, Bulma had scooped the boy up from
underneath his armpits and gently lifted him up, chuckling a
little about how big he was for a baby as she carried him on her
hip.
Gohan felt his face grow even warmer as Bulma joked. While
carrying him the short distance to the chair. A brief transfer
from the woman's hip and Gohan found her diapered butt sat down
on to the hard plastic seat of the high chair. His feet wiggled
lightly as he found his legs dangling in the air, a good foot
off of the ground. It was this sensation of sitting so high off
of the ground that reminded him of the many times, during the
last nine months, where his mother would show him those
embarrassing photos of his first babyhood. The proud mother
would specifically gush and point to one photo in particular,
out of all the others in the baby book, where his face was
covered in carrot flavored baby food. If that wasn't bad enough,
the orange slop was all over his hands and face, while his baby
self wore a blissful, toothless smile.
While Gohan was remembering the picture that he would most
likely end up resembling very soon, Bulma latched the tray in to
place, locking the young teen into it. After that she made sure
that the nylon strap was secured between Gohan's legs. The
safety harness strap wasn't exactly needed or necessary but
Bulma had fashioned it due to force of habit. She then went over
to Gohan's diaper bag to see what the mountain mother had packed
for her son's lunch.
Bulma bent down and rummaged through Gohan's diaper bag, passing
up numerous pampers size five and baby toys until she came
across a few packs of oatmeal. She pulled out several packages
and a bowl. Next she poured a packet of the instant oats into a
plastic bowl and mixed them with a miraculous invention of hers:
self heating of water. After about thirty seconds, the oatmeal
was warm and being stirred by the scientifically inclined
mother.
Gohan sat patiently, waiting fir Bulma to return as the bulk of
his oversized Pamper pressed into his crotch thanks to the
safety strap. Still, it was better than when his mother would
make him sit in his baby bouncer swing and just bounce around a
half hour. Not much could compare to that experience.
After a what seemed like an eternity, but was only a few
minutes, Bulma returned. She stood in front of the young teen
holding a bowl of warm mushy oatmeal in her hand along with a
spoon.
"Now, I know that you're quite a big boy, Gohan." Bulma stated,
causing the teen to blush once again. "But I don't know exactly
how big you are. Would you prefer to feed yourself or maybe I
should feed you until you're nice and full?"
Once again, Gohan shyly looked away, not wanting to make eye
contact as he replied. He told himself that bulma obviously
wanted to feed him, as if that would make things any less
embarrassing.
"I don't mind if you feed me." Gohan answered.
Bulma grinned as Gohan stated that he wanted to be fed. The fact
that the boy had chosen to be fed like a baby, after she had
given him the opportunity to eat like a big boy, made Bulma
very happy. It told her that despite all of his blushes and
glances to the side, that he really wanted this treatment.
Although Bulma wasn't trained in the psychological arts, she had
known Gohan all of his life, and could tell by how he acted, by
how long he had "helped" his mother prepare for the arrival of
his baby brother, that he obviously desired the tender love and
affection that only a baby could receive.
Bulma sat the warm bowl of oatmeal on the tray and pulled out
small vial containing sugar. She knew from her own son's fussing
that some little ones didn't like the taste of plain oatmeal, so
she swirled in some sugar to make it sweet for Gohan to enjoy.
She scooped up a hearty spoonful of the oatmeal and swirled the
spoon around in front of him, all the while making plane noises.
"Can Gohan open up the hanger? The plane wants to come in."
Bulma cooed.
Gohan happily complied, opening his mouth and accepted the mushy
oat flavored paste. He could taste the hint of sugar that added
a bit of sweetness to what would've been an otherwise bland and
unappetizing meal. Each bite was just as enjoyable as the last
as the teen sat in the high chair. Gohan could feel a light
breeze blowing through the park that grazed across his legs as
they dangled off the seat of the high chair. It reminded him
that Bulma hadn't put a bib on his chest and Gohan didn't think
she needed to do, but he did admit that wearing something other
than just his thick teen sized Pampers would've been nice.
.
Despite the summer time gusts of gentle wind, the boy had to
admit that such a feeding was nice. The way Bulma took her time
and made sure not to get the food everywhere, like his mother,
hsd a habit of doing, made him feel so good and nurtured.
Ultimately, he didn't mind Chi Chi trying to recreate that
picture from his photo album, but there was something about a
simple bowl of oatmeal being given to him in a simple manner. No
on purpose misses or gooey chunks of baby food draped across his
chest. Although, he could kind of understood why Chi Chi would
make him into such a mess, there was something about just being
fed without being turned into an abstract art piece.
Bulma giggled, enjoying how the teen seated in the oversized
high chair in front of her, gobbled down every spoonful of
oatmeal that he could get his mouth on. She was instantly
reminded of Goku and, even her husband Vegeta. It amused her how
such mighty and powerfully warriors could eat like children when
food was placed in front of them. Still, she had to commend
Gohan for being such a clean eater, his father and her husband
could learn a thing iron two from him, she mused.
An empty spoon broke the boy out of his idyllic trance. The food
was gone, but he actually did feel pretty full, satisfied with
the baby food that he was given. It was a more matures meal than
the prunes or other baby food that Chi Chi typically fed him
when he was sucking down formula or at her breast.
"That's all there is." Bulma held up the bowl, showing Gohan its
empty surface.
"That's okay, Bulma. I'm feeling previous full." Gohan replied
with a smile.
Suddenly a shadow feel over the two.
To Be Continued...
#Post#: 90--------------------------------------------------
Re: Gohan story
DIR By: Cya
Date: December 13, 2018, 4:43 am
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An eight foot tall reptile of a man stood hovering over Bulma
and Gohan, snickering down at the boy sat in the plastic high
chair.
"Seeking a world to plunder, I came here to pillage, but then I
ss-sensed a rather decent power coming from this-ss vicinity,
but alas-ss it is only an oversized baby." The bizarre bald
alien declared loudly, laughing heartily by the scene he saw
down below.
Gohan instantly freed himself from his high chair and stood up.
The odd alien not only kept laughing, but almost fell from the
sky due to how much he was overcome by the absurdity of Gohan's
sense of bravado. It took a moment for the young Saiyan to
realize that he was standing in nothing but his huge, bulky
disposable diaper which caused him to blush. He suddenly brought
down his hands to shield the shimmering plastic cover of his
Pampers from being seen.
Sensing that Gohan was very embarrassing and self conscious due
to her diaper he was wearing, Bulma spoke to the boy that was
standing atop the high chair.
"I have something that you can fight in!"
"I'm not wearing a onesie." Govan replied dryly.
"Don't be silly." Bulma stated firmly.
The blue haired scientist pulled out another capsule. She
chucked it to the ground, causing a huge plume of smoke to
billow out from the tiny capsule. Once the smoke had settled,
and unexpected sight met the young warrior's eyes: a full suit
of Saiyan Battle Armor! It reminded Gohan of the armor he wore
years ago on Namek.
"Thank you, Bulma!" Gohan grinned, picking up the stretchy
material and stepping into the hole between the dark yellow
shoulder mounts. He yanked the one size fits all armor into
place, admiring how it fit him like a glove. However, he
couldn't help but notice how his bulky diaper stood out like a
sore thumb, jutting out from his crotch like he was wearing
twenty pairs of underwear.
"Umm, Bulma?" Gohan blushed.
"It looks fine, Gohan." Bulma answered, already knowing what the
boy was going to ask.
"Okay, but why do you even have a pair of Vegeta's armor?"
"Because he always used to complain about how he goes through
armor. I started to make him copies of it and, even since the
first clone of his outfit, he told me to carry a spare in case
he needed one." Bulma explained. "Now, what are you waiting for?
Go kick that green clown's butt!"
"You're right. Thanks for the armor!" Gohan nodded and shot up
into the air.
The Lizard Man stopped laughing, he was slightly taken aback by
how quick the diapered wannabe warrior appeared before him. One
moment he had been babbling with that blue haired woman and then
he just appeared in front of him. Looking the kid over, he felt
his confidence grow, being renewed once more.
"I'll admit, you're fast, kid. But you're not going to last in a
fight with me."
Gohan stood stoically, observing the lizard like creature. The
alien wore a large black cloak over the majority of his body. A
tail could be seen swirling around behind the garment. Without
warning, the lizard ripped off the cloak and repealed his ripped
physique: scale covered abdominal muscles, sculpted from a
lifetime of training lined hos midsection. He literally had an
eight pack beneath his pecs.
"I can tell that you don’t respect the discipline exuded by my
perfectly formed muscles-ss." The egotistical Lizard hissed.
"What else ss-should I have expect from a kid who hasn't
mastered the art of finding a toilet?"
"You want to talk all day or are we going to fight?" Gohan
scowled.
The Lizard Man instantaneously came at Gohan, landing a
crippling sucker punch to the boy's stomach, causing him to wrap
his arms around his midsection. The alien had stuck the boy so
hard, he could feel all the baby food he had eaten during the
last few days erupt into the back of his Pampers.
"I think the baby ss-shat himself." The cocky Lizard annouced
while Gohan was doubled over in pain.
"You there" The green, muscular alien pointed down to Bulma once
he finished laughing. "You better change him. He's-ss stinking
up my new domain!"
A thunderous roar overwhelmed both Bulma and the alien as Gohan
powered up. The boy was not only annoyed with this boastful
meathead, but he was pissed off by the fact that he allowed such
a stupid alien to land such a cheap shot. As his Kai grew, Gohan
could see that the once bragging lizard man was silenced as the
boy embraced his anger.
The alien knew that he had to do something now or he'd be
defeated by a diapered wearing teenager! He leapt out at the
boy, launching a powerful kick, but it was so telegraphed that
Gohan easily dodged the pathetic attempt.
The buff Lizard Man had missed his kick, hurling himself past
the boy due to his momentum. Despite the velocity of his
attempted attack, he still caught himself. However, in the blink
of an eye, Gohan had already spun around, raising his hand up.
"I'm giving you just a taste of my strenght!" The boy yelled, as
a blue blast of energy flared from his open palm, enveloping the
fiendish warrior from space.
A crisp, slighty burnt Lizard Man stood floating in the sky,
caught off guard by Gohan's display of raw power.
"I concede." He hissed and flew back towards the endless void of
space.
Gohan watched the fallen fighter flee from the city, happy that
he could not only protect his mother and Bulma, but the entire
planet from that foolish alien's attempt at invading Earth. He
slowly descended back down to the park, regaining his footing on
terra firma.
As soon as he had landed, Chi Chi quickly ran over to her son
and hugged him as tight as she could. While she held Gohan
close, tellingly him all manner of things that were both a
mixture of praise and admonishments, the boy felt the back of
his diaper shuffle about, full of poop from when the Lizard Man
had suckered punched him in the gut.
"Umm-," Gohan muttered, interrupting his mother. "Can you please
change my diaper?"
To Be Continued...
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Re: Gohan story
DIR By: Cya
Date: December 22, 2018, 8:08 am
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Chi Chi nodded.
"Let's get you undressed so I can get to your icky poopy
diaper."
She put both of her hands on his shoulders, getting a grip on
the inner lining of where the stretchy material ended around her
son's neck. Gently, she started to pull the spandex like armor
downwards, evemtually exposing her son's bloated pamper.
Gohan could only blush as he was told to lift one leg followed
by the other. After stepping out of his Saiyan gear, the teen
was back to being naked save for the heavy disposable which hung
from his hips.
"Here." Chi Chi handed the armor over to Bulma who folded it up
and deposited it into her purse.
"Okay, sweetheart, we're going to lay you down, but mommy is
going to be careful and not squish your diapee when I get you
onto the ground, sound good?"
Gohan could only blush, nodding in agreement as he noticed that
Bulma had stepped away to grab Trunks from the stroller.
"One. Two. Three."
Chi Chi counted down before she swooped Gohan off of his feet,
holding him in her arms for a moment, cradling him briefly until
she lowered him onto his back. She took care to keep his bottom
and legs up, as to not press his backside against the cement.
Gohan could never get used to being picked up and man handled in
such a maternal and caring manner. Sure, he was being carried to
and from his nursery for the last week or so, always lifted up
and sat into his high chair and taken from it. However, it was
just so odd for him to think about the strenght his dainty
looking mother weilded.
Once he was lowered out on the sidewalk, Gohan noticed that
Bulma had stepped up behind where Chi Chi was kneeling in front
of him. The blue haired scientist, holding Trunks against her
bosom, smiled and cooed down at Gohan.
"Who's a powerful baby?" Bulma stated in that singsong voice
that all mothers use when talking to an infant.
Chi Chi couldn't resist joining in, adding "Who's the world
strongest baby?"
Gohan could only blush and look away, embarrassed by this tag
team of maternal baby talking.
"Is it Gohan?" Bulma asked.
"Yes, it is!" Chi Chi replied.
"Hims is our powerful pampered warrior!" Bulma smiled.
"Oh yes he is!"
Chi Chi beamed as she ripped the tapes of Gohan's blown out
diaper. Slowly, she lifted her boy's legs, peeling back the
putrid poop filled pamper. She noticed her son's facial
expression go from blushing to a grimace. No matter how many
dirty diapers she had changed, Chi Chi knew that he hated the
messy ones, especially ones this bad. Had he pooped his diaper
on the long trip home, it would've surely leaked, ruining the
carseat Bulma allowed Gohan to use.
"It's okay, my poor boy has a case of icky
tum-tums, huh? Yes, that's it, isn't it? Mommy
is going to have to give you a bath when we get home. Oh, yes
she is!"
"We'll have to do this again another time then." Bulma thought
out loud, knowing that once Gohan was changed, Chi Chi would
most likely take him straight home.
"That would be nice." Chi Chi replies as she pulled out a few
wet wipes.
No matter how much the boy tried to ready himself, the sheer
coldness of the wet wipes always surprised him. It was such an
odd feeling, his mother's hand, running the slick wipes across
his butt. It always caused him to shiver slightly. Needless to
say, Gohan was always happy when he was deemed clean and taped
into a fresh pamper.
Without warning, Gohan felt his mother's lips touch his small
belly before she blew out his skin, producing a loud, wet
raspberry. Although this wasn't entirely a new thing for Gohan,
he had never expected her to start blowing kisses onto his
stomach in public while Bulma was watching. Gohan struggled not
to laugh, the kisses tickled him to his core as Bulma started up
again.
"He's certainly a ticklish baby."
"Aww, who's my ticklish widdle baby?!"
Chi Chi asked rhetorically and then pressed her lips to Gohan's
stomach.
*BRRRRAAPPTTT*
Another loud raspberry was blown causing the diapered boy to
squirm and giggle out loud. It didn't take long until he pissed
his pampers from the onslaught of kisses.
"Looks like our little warrior had another accident." Bulma
stated in mock surprise.
"And I'm all out of diapers." Chi Chi replied. "I better get him
home, don't want him getting a rash."
And with that, the wonderful lunch time get together was over.
Gohan found himself strapped into his carseat by his mother.
Before she closed the door, he was kissed by Bulma on his
forehead.
"Thanks for saving the day. I don't know what we would have done
without you!" Bulma smiled and also thanked Chi Chi for raising
such a good boy.
To Be Continued...
#Post#: 160--------------------------------------------------
Re: Gohan story
DIR By: Cya
Date: February 26, 2019, 8:06 pm
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A gentle nudge brought Gohan out of his slumber and he noticed
his mother standing over him, unbuckling the restraints that
held the boy comfortably in place in the oversized car seat. As
Chi Chi undid the last piece of the six point harness, she
finally noticed that her baby boy had awakened.
"Oh, you're finally up?"
Gohan smiled sheepishly, surprised that he fell asleep again.
"I guess I was tired."
"I bet you are. Beating up that nasty alien took a lot out of
you."
Before Gohan could reply, Chi Chi stuck her middle and index
fingers into the legband of his diaper, checking it for
additional wetness since he had already wet it back at the park.
"Gohan, this diaper is about to leak. Did you wet it on the way
home?"
"I must've."
Gohan was obviously embarrassed to have his mother discover that
he had wet his diaper in his sleep. Sure, it was a long flight
home, but was he really starting to become a bedwetter?
"I think we better start potty training you then."
Chi Chi joked as she reached out and waited for her blushing
Gohan to get the hint.
"You've definitely had a long day today and I think you could
use a nice bath."
Gohan wrapped his arms around Chi Chi's midsection and let her
lift him from the carseat. He was more than happy to let his
mother carry him since he still felt groggy from the long ride
home.
Chi Chi made her way straight to the bathroom with Gohan perched
on her hip, not bothering to take him to his nursery. Along the
way, Gohan could only wonder if things continued on like this,
would he lose his potty training? He would do anything to make
his mother happy, but sacrificing his continence was a lot to
ask. Suddenly, his contemplation was broken by a cold sensation
spreading across the bottom of his thighs, accompanied by a loud
crinkling sound as he was sat on the tiled floor.
He watched his mother bend down to his level and rip off the
tapes that secured his soggy disposable. With a plop sound, the
front of the diaper fell forward. Gohan felt like he could blush
any darker than he was at that moment. His mother wasn't
kidding, he had absolutely soaked his pamper.
"I think that tomorrow will be the first day of your potty
training."
Chi Chi stated as she balled up the drenched diaper.
A conflicting range of emotions flowed through the boy as he sat
there. It was an odd mix of joy, the joy of having helped his
mother out to the point that she felt he could go back to his
normal routine. However, underneath it all was a bit of
trepidation. He knew that, no matter how obsurd it sounded, he
would miss this kind of treatment.
"Let's get your butt in the tub. Oh, and Gohan?"
"Yeah?" Gohan gazed up at his mom, his focus on her entirely.
"Try not to pee on me."
If his mother telling him not to pee on her didn't embarrass
him, nothing would. Of course, Gohan blushed, knowing that he
wasn't that far gone. At least, he hoped he wasn't.
With no accidental leaks, Gohan sat silently in the tub while
his mother turned on the faucet, filling the bath with warm
water. While the bath slowly filled up, Chi Chi busied herself
with grabbing a wash cloth, baby soap and shampoo. Once all the
supplies were gathered, Chi Chi turned off the faucet.
Gohan wanted to ask his mother why she stopped the flow of water
when it was just barely starting to reach his stomach since it
left his upper body dry. However, he got his answer without
asking when she started to clean him with a wash cloth. Gohan
laid back into the tub, happy to relax, while Chi Chi went to
work gently scrubbing his chest with a wet wash cloth. Muscles
relaxed, as tension released. This was the kind of bath that the
strongest boy on Earth could get used to.
After his mother had washed his chest and the majority of his
body, she turned on his hair, dumping a full cup of water over
his bowl cut. Gohan was slightly caught off guard by the sudden
splash of water cascading diwn his hair and face since his eyes
were closed, but could only chuckle when he realized that his
mom was going to wash his hair. He laid back once more, letting
Chi Chi massage some baby shampoo into his hair, as he breathed
in the aroma of the babyish product.
Chi Chi poured the full cup of water over her son's lathered up
hair, sending the suds into the full bath, causing the teen to
open his eyes again.
"Okay, my big boy. Bath time is over."
The warrior turned teen baby was a bit bummed. He didn't even
get to play with the bath toys that were floating around. The
rubber ducks especially looked like fun but he must've ignored
them in favor of melting into a puddle of relaxation and
comfort. He really did need a nice bath after such a long day.
Even if he had to give up diapers, maybe he could enjoy more
baths like this in the future?
"Aww, mom. Do I gotta get out of the bath already?"
"Yes, it's getting late."
Gohan groaned as he was helped out of the bath, thinking that it
had been far to short.
"I know, I know, baby boy." Chi Chi stated flatly. "But mommy
doesn't want you to turn into a prune if you stay in there all
night."
Chi Chi quickly tossed a large, fluffy towel over the teen and
quickly started scrubbing him dry. Gohan giggled lightly, the
fibers of the towel tickling him ever so slightly. Once he was
dry, Chi Chi wrapped the towel around her boy and picked him up
into her arms, carrying him from the bathroom and into the
nursery.
The teen found himself placed onto the changing table once
again. He lay there naked as he was powdered and diapered. The
snaps of the tapes sealing shut were both heard and felt as the
interior of the disposable caressed his privates. Gohan, now
"dressed" for the night was taken over to his crib. Without a
word being said, he knew that his mother had opted not to dress
him in his onesie since it was a warm night.
Right as Chi Chi was lowering the crib rail, Gohan worked up the
courage to ask a rather tough question.
"Mommy- Can I please nurse before bed?"
Chi Chi considered it for a moment before nodding. What harm was
there to let her baby enjoy one last feed?
Gohan was lowered onto his padded posterior while Chi Chi sat
next to him. Slowly she lowered the top of her maternity dress
until her ripe breast poked out, granting her son access to the
leaking, engorged nipples that beckoned to him. He happily took
the lactating nipple, drawing it in between his lips, suckling
in silence as his mother ran a hand through his hair while her
other hand cupped his face.
It only took a few minutes for Gohan's bliss to turn into a
mixture of sadness and angst. His thoughts of the future made
this moment bittersweet, his face showed it. He knew that this
would be the last time he got to bond with his mother, on this
level, and it hurt him. Chi Chi sensed that her boy needed moee
than a few minutes and opted to let him suck until she was dry.
A single tear fell from Gohan's eye as he was deposited in his
crib. Chi Chi leaned down and planted a kiss on his forehead and
offered her boy a big pacifier. It didn't take much coaxing to
get it into his mouth. Gohan sucked on it a few times, showing
his mother that he appreciated it.
"Goodnight, Gohan, I love you so much."
He managed to respond around the pacifier. "I wuv you too,
Mommy."
On her way out of the room, Chi Chi turned on a baby monitor and
turned off the lights.
Gohan always found himself thinking back to that day where he
saved his mom and Bulma. Even as an adult, those days he spent
helping his mother practice and prepare for the arrival of
Gotten were the happiest days of his end life. The days he was
babied and loved unconditionally never left him and, when his
beautiful wife Videl told him that she was pregnant, Gohan
couldn't help but wonder if he should offer to help his wife
practice for the arrival of their child.
The End?
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