As he drove to her house Jason was a little depressed.  It had been a long week at work, and the last thing he felt like, was going to a baby shower.  In fact he hated the idea.  Still, there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t endure for Mia.  In the one month that they had known each other, she had become the most important person in his life.  He found himself almost dependent on her.  An hour couldn’t pass without thinking about her, and a day couldn’t pass without hearing her voice.  Ahh!  That voice that was candy for the ears.  Rich melodic tones that seemed to just wrap themselves around you like a lover’s embrace.  Whatever her wish was, he would see to it.

Besides, she had told him that if he came to the shower, She would give him, “a night you’ll never forget.”  He knew Mia always kept her promises, so he was counting on one of their nights of hypnotically enhanced sexual pleasure.  He could never quite remember all that occurred during these episodes, but when he awoke he always felt great and satisfied in a way he never had after vanilla sex before.

As his car glided down the road his thoughts returned to their first encounter.  He was sitting in Miller’s on a Thursday.  It was ladies night so he was hoping to get lucky.  He should’ve known that in actuality there would be few women and far more men.  He had just resigned himself to the hopelessness of his cause, when in she walked.

She was amazing.  It was the kind of entrance you only see in movies, where everything stops and everyone looks to see who just came in.  A statuesque blond dressed impeccably, but it was more than that.  She exuded a confidence, like a goddess descending among mortals.  By the time he had regained his senses the other men had already begun to congregate around her.  He wanted to kick himself for not acting faster.  He consigned himself to just watching her from across the bar.  That was an education in itself.  He watched as one by one they tried to engage her in conversation, but she quickly shut them down.  She was never rude, more like a nursery school teacher talking to one of her students.  Polite but firm.  It seemed clear to him that she was there to meet someone.

Then the most unexpected thing happened, she came over to him.  She smiled a beguiling smile and asked if she could take the seat next to his.  He nearly fell over from the excitement.  He cleared the seat and stood to help her down.  She smiled again.  “I like a boy with manners.”

When he sat, that’s when he saw them clearly for the first time, those amazing emerald green eyes.  He had never seen the like of them before.  They seemed to burn themselves into the back of your brain, like she had taken possession of your soul.  Her presence was totally intoxicating.

As they talked he became even more enraptured.   They spoke of mundane things briefly, then more personal.  Some of the questions, mostly about personal sexual experiences, caught him off guard, but he felt so at ease with her that he answered truthfully.  As the conversation progressed, he found his eyes drifting down to her breasts.  They were magnificent, large and firm.  “Do you like my pendant?” she said referring to the crystal she wore suspended from a gold chain that rested in her cleavage.

“Oh yes,” he said trying to cover himself. 

“See how it catches the candle light when I twist it.  It’s very pretty isn’t it?”  He was transfixed.  He couldn’t stop staring at the pendent.

“I have a confession to make,” he said, “I was actually staring at your breasts before.”  He didn’t know why he said that, but he couldn’t help himself.

“I know sweetie,” was her reply.

She took his hand, almost like one might do with a small child and said, “Come, it’s time to go.”

The tab was only about five dollars, but he couldn’t wait for change.  He took a twenty from his wallet and laid it down.  “Generous too.  Excellent!” she said as she gave his hand a little squeeze.

She drove them to her place in his car.  She showed him in and made him a drink.  He sat in front of the fire watching the flames dance.  “Hypnotic, isn’t it?”  She redirected his attention.  “You like the way it makes you feel don’t you.”  Then she handed him his drink and started to explain what was to happen.

She told him she had chosen him from among the others because she could sense that he would be compatible.  He wasn’t sure what she meant, but was going to do his damnedest to comply.  Then she told him that before he could enter her boudoir she would hypnotize him to increase both of their sexual gratification.  He quickly agreed.

He didn’t recall much after that.  He clearly remembered sucking, on what he was not sure, but the more he sucked the more he craved to suck.  He woke in the morning with the desire burning so intensely he put his thumb in his mouth.  It felt so natural, so right.  “Good morning baby,” she said as she entered the room.  He was certain she had seen him sucking, what would she think?

“Time to get going.”

That was a month ago, he thought as he pulled up in front of her place, and things had only gotten better.  What was one little baby shower compared to the bliss she had shown him?  He was ready.  “Let’s get this party started,” he thought as he walked through the door.

As he entered the main room, he saw about a dozen women sitting on chairs and couches in a large loosely formed circle.  Mia seemed to be at the head.  She motioned for him to come over and he complied.  She stood and whispered something in his ear, which he didn’t quite catch, then turned to her guests and said, “Introductions will have to wait.  We should at least let him get a drink first.”

That was Mia, always looking out for him.  She was right, too.  He hadn’t realized it until now, but he was very thirsty.  He went to the fridge and grabbed a drink.  With the first swallow he felt invigorated, but in desperate need of more.  It seemed the more he drank, the more he wanted.

He returned to the party and Mia introduced him around.  He paid little attention, other than to notice that they were all young and very pretty; he was transfixed on his drinking of this most amazing beverage.  He was, that is, until one woman said, “You certainly like your baba don’t you?  I think someone is going to need burping drinking that fast.”

His heart stopped.  It was true.  He had just nursed an entire bottle of baby formula in front of a group of women.  They had started giggling and each in turn had offered to burp him, but Mia said, “No, he’s mine.  I’ll take care of him.”

She then draped a diaper over her shoulder, guided his head down onto it, and proceeded to burp him like a baby in front of the others.  When he produced a loud belch, they laughed all the louder.  Mia picked his head up, looked him in the eye and said, “There, doesn’t that feel better?”  She smiled that special smile and he  just nodded yes.

She whispered something to him again, but like the first he couldn’t make it out.  He was beginning to worry about his hearing.  Mia then announced to the crowd, “He’s had a long day.  We should let him shower, shave and change into something more comfortable.”

Mia, his savior.  She had deftly orchestrated a way for him to excuse himself, if only temporarily.  She was a gem.  He couldn’t understand why he had chosen a baby bottle of formula to drink, or why he had nursed it so vigorously, but he thought that a nice shower and some comfortable clothes and things would be better.  He was certain to take some ribbing about his drink choice when he returned, but he could take it.  After all, this was for Mia.

As he started to shower, he couldn’t get it out of his mind how much he enjoyed his bottle.  The more he thought about sucking on it, the more excited he be came, until he had a massive erection.  He knew he had to distract himself, so he started shaving.  “That’s it,” he thought, “doing something normal will take my mind off of it.”

With each stroke of the razor he felt his calm return.  He actually felt himself slip into an almost hypnotic state.  The warm water and steam enveloped him in a comforting embrace.  He felt he might never leave.  Then suddenly he felt himself flung back to reality.  He got out of the shower, entered the bedroom, and started to dress.  He felt himself so at ease that everything seemed to glide before him.  When he finished dressing he headed back to the party.

He was unclear as to how much time had passed, but everyone was still gathered, almost as if they were waiting for him.  “Here we are,” said Mia, “that’s much better.”

“Oh yes,” added another, “that does look more comfortable.”

He was relieved.  A few of the women still chuckled when he entered and pointed, but no one was making any clear reference to his nursing on the baby bottle.  He was about to walk to Mia when she looked at him and said, “Let the ladies see your outfit sweetie.  Walk around.”

He thought it an odd request, but what was the harm.  He passed before them one by one allowing each to check him front and back.  Some checked the material, but they were women after all.  After he got back to Mia one woman addressed her, “Do you keep her in cloth diapers?  I’m asking because the rhumba panties she’s wearing seem so full in the back.  They really make the ruffles stand out.”

Again he stopped in his tracks.  “Diapers…Panties… What was she talking about?”

“Oh, I keep her in double thick cloth diapers,” said Mia.  “She has a tendency to wet herself a lot, and I don’t want her to ruin her dress.”  She then patted his bottom and smiled at him.

As he looked into her eyes, those gorgeous emerald eyes, he felt his control leave him completely.  For the first time he could remember he began to wet his diapers.  He was surprised by how comforted he felt as the warm moisture spread across his groin.

Mia just continued to smile and said aloud, “In fact she is doing that right now, aren’t you baby?  Yes you are.  That’s mommy’s good little girl.  Wet your diaper for mommy baby Lilly.”

He now realized that it was all true.  He was dressed in a pink satin baby dress with white lace trim, matching rhumba panties, booties, and a bonnet.  Under it all he was wearing very soft thick white diapers.  How could this have happened?  He wanted to run when he realized he wasn’t even standing anymore.  He had gotten down on all fours and in front of a room full of beautiful women crawled like some helpless infant over to Mia.  Only she wasn’t Mia to him anymore, he now saw her as his mommy, his beautiful mommy whom he would obey always.

He grabbed her leg and started to suck his thumb furiously.  Being so close to his mommy and sucking his thumb gave him a sense of security he never remembered having before.  He looked up at her and she patted his head gently.  It was clear to him now that this is who he really was.  He was a six month old baby girl named Lilly, and he loved it.  He found himself quickly adjusting to and actually enjoying his new state.

“Well, now that the baby’s here, let’s start the shower,” Mia said.  One by one the ladies brought their presents to Mia to open.  This was his baby shower and he loved it.  Diapers, onsies, sleepers, and dresses were shown to him.  A cloth doll and a stuffed teddy bear were given to him to play with.  Then he saw his new playpen.  It was just right for a baby his size.

It was then that one of the women said, “Mia, how long are you going to let her sit there in that wet diaper?  I say we change the baby.”

“All right,” said Mia, “you girls get her undressed and I’ll get her some fresh diapers.”

As she left he felt a strange sense of loss.  He started to cry and one of the women said, “Don’t cry Lilly, mommy will be right back.  Here, try this.”  She placed a large pink pacifier in his mouth.  As he sucked, he felt a sense of calm.  The women slowly started to undress him until he was just left in his diapers.

“Look how smooth she’s shaven,” said one woman, “do you suppose she’s shaved in her diaper area?”

“She wouldn’t be a baby if she wasn’t,” said Mia as she reentered the room with a stack of diapers in her hands along with some baby oil.  “That’s what was going on in the shower.”  As she said it, he suddenly remembered shaving his entire body when he showered that evening.

Mia kneeled down with the other women and they took his diapers off.  He suddenly felt cold.  Then he felt several pairs of hands rubbing oil on him.  He started to suck his pacifier more vigorously.  That’s when he heard one woman exclaim, “My does she get this excited at every diaper change?”  It was then that he realized he had another erection.

Normally he would have felt embarrassed, but he was a baby now, so he just relaxed and enjoyed himself.

Mia spoke up.  “I think that’s a mommy’s job,” she said as she took over stroking his penis.  “Whose mommy’s little girl?  Whose mommy’s pretty baby Lilly?  Who’s going to make a mess in her diaper for mommy?”

With that he experienced the most amazing orgasm of his life.  “That’s my good baby Lilly.  Now it’s time for baby to get a fresh diaper on and then some nice suck-suck, right baby?”  He quickly found himself rediapered and sucking on mommy’s magical baby bottle. He wasn’t done yet, though.  Mommy then invited each of the other women to step up and experience what it was like, “to play with baby.”  When they had all been satisfactorily amused by his performance, he was placed in his playpen in the center of the room and left to play with his tinky-winky.

“Well, Mia” one woman addressed her, “I can see the amusement value you get out of her, but what does it do for you physically?”

“Yeah,” said another, “If were going to start turning all men into babies there’s got to be more than just the fun of having complete sexual control over him.  Sure they look cute in their diapers, but is there anything more?”

Mia began to explain with a wicked smile.

As Lilly drifted off to sleep, he couldn’t help but think how lucky all men would soon be.  Now that he was a baby again, he didn’t ever want to grow up again.  He was mommy Mia’s baby Lilly and that’s all he would ever be.  He smiled and sucked as he wet his diapers again.  This certainly was “a night you’ll never forget.”