pantiesandpamperssissy: Even now, nine months in, if she’d been forced to testify in a court o
pantiesandpamperssissy: Even now, nine months in, if she’d been forced to testify in a court of law she couldn’t have said with 100 percent certainty she did the right thing. But she was 99 percent sure.Her son Jacob…something just went haywire when he turned 19. He was back after his first year of college, had gotten a nose ring, tattoo, stayed out all night drinking, partying, smoking dope. She didn’t know if he was jealous of her newborn, a surprise baby she’d had after a one-night stand. Jacob’s dad had left the picture long ago and for a long time it was just the two of them, her and her mommy’s boy. But with the new baby in the house when he came back from school, it’s like he turned into a monster. He crashed her car one night and she suspected he was drunk though the police didn’t get involved. Lucky he didn’t kill someone, she told a friend.One night she went into his room and saw him passed out on the bed. His laptop was open. She took a quick glance at the screen before shutting it and….what? PEtticoat Discipline site. Daily Diapers. Fictionmania. All kinds of kinky tabs open. Then she saw a Tumblr, apparently his, “sissycollegebabyjessica.” With her son conked out she spent hours poring over the Tumblr. Her son posting and reblogging pictures about sissies in diapers, teenagers forced into diapers, brothers diapered by sisters, sons diapered by moms, humiliated, spanked, punished, paraded around public. Well, well. She had been open with her boy about sex since it was just the two of them and had taught him the birds and the bees at an early age but this stuff never came up. Apparently her Jacob had some secrets. Well, good for him.A week later he got into a bar fight. Underage, fighting and this time he got a summons. When his mom confronted him he yelled, “Stay out of this you fucking bitch. Worry about your baby.”And that’s when she knew she had to step in. To save her son, you see. “I am worried about my baby,” she replied. “My sissy Baby Jessica.” Her son froze. He blinked. He looked like the proverbial deer in the headlights. He was speechless. She walked up to him and as his head dropped she put her finger under his chin and said, “Look me in the eyes, Jessica. Now. I know all about it.”“Mommy,” he finally muttered, and that was all she needed. She looked under his bed and found the stash of diapers she’d read about him hiding on his Tumblr. She got the powder she used on her real baby, Marcus, and powdered and diapered her 19 year old hooligan. She was surprised at his tiny little cock and wondered if the frustration over that accounted for some of his unruliness. “Aww, Jessica’s got a little clitty,” she said and that made it rise and her laugh. From then on his fate, really, was sealed. She had him drop out of school. She kept him diapered 24/7. She fed him from bottles. She spanked him. She took him in public in his diapers and girlie clothes. “This is what he wants,” she’d explain to people. “Sort of like transitioning.” In today’s PC world, people either nodded or just looked away. Eventually he was soiling and wetting himself nonstop and she was able to take him to court and convince them he could not care for himself, his fate sealed when he filled his diapers as the judge tried talking to him. The court reporter burst out laughing and was reprimanded for her lack of decorum. She even kept his blog updated with his exciting new details. Jessica has a new mommy! read one post.So now she had two babies and she loved them both, though only one, Marcus, would ever grow up. She decided she liked Baby Jessica too much to ever let him go back to being a perverse, rowdy man. She was sad that he would never marry a girl, never have kids, but she’d already found a few college girls who volunteered to babysit for her little stinker. And each night she had to admit, she liked this most: Breast-feeding her big baby girl, feeling him suckle, the milk feeding him, her hand on his diaper butt as he filled it with his poopy. “That’s it, baby girl,” she’d encourage and he’d suck harder, knowing if he was really good, he might get rewarded with a diaper cummy from mommy’s hand. Eventually he’d have to be put into chastity to control those urges and maybe one day get the ultimate snip snip down there but that was down the line. For now, she just felt her sissified son’s crinkly Pampers and sighed contentedly. Yes, some people probably thought it was a sick relationship. But she was happy. And this was what he wanted. Wasn’t it? We all get what we deserve… -- source link