From C.E.O. to Baby (private rp)

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[aizawathebaby]

The CEO squirmed on the floor of his office as it transformed, kicking his legs, “Not cranky! I’m not! I just don’t wanna be a stupid baby!” His pull-up sagged behind him when he was lifted off the now-carpeted floor. His ex-girlfriend-of all the people, it had to be his college girlfriend and the one girl he was still friends with!-entered the room when his new assistant did her magic again. He stared up at her in horror, face reddening as she cooed about him being a stinky baby and called someone over, saying they need “practice”. Said someone-who loomed over him like a giant-was a much taller man, with a sturdier build than he’d ever had, and even asked if they “had” to change his pull-up.

He’d rather the assistant do it! He doesn’t want his ex girlfriend wiping his messy, wet bottom in plain view of her new boyfriend! Hell, by the looks if it, they’re going to have a baby soon. This not only broke his heart-he’d always wanted to rebound with her-but it was embarrassing as hell! His beautiful ex was actually going to change his messy little pull-up! There was a package of honest-to-god Pampers right there and the mess was on his dinosaur t-shirt and white shorts and he really didn’t want to discover what else he’d have to wear instead. “Noooo!” He wailed loudly with tears burning in his eyes, ready to start kicking up another fuss when his little wrists and ankles were strapped down on the changing table. “Not a baby! I’m not a baby! I don’t wanna change!”

Sobbing with big blue eyes and chubby, red cheeks, his blond hair hanging in his face, he really did look the part even without trying. In this outfit-stinky pull-up, cute little shorts tugged over it previously, and an adorable shirt with a cartoon dinosaur in the front-he seemed like a fussy toddler, but soon enough he’d be waddling or crawling around like any other baby boy. “I’m an adult, please don’t do this, I don’t wanna be a baby!”

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[aizawathebaby]

Pacifier bobbing in his mouth as he was forced to suck on it, he squirmed on the table, trying to wriggle away. His ex-girlfriend’s new husband was wiping his messy little bottom and his poor face felt as though it was aflame.

Tracy’s new boyfriend..husband, whatever he was kept on talking about how smelly he was and asking how he did all this. Once that horrifying ordeal was over and his poopy butt was all clean, baby lotion was rubbed on his front half and especially his tiny member. Richard commented on the size, much to his clear embarrassment and horror, and he blushed deeper than ever before.

When offered a choice of diapers and cooed at by his former girlfriend, he didn’t need to think. He pointed at the soft-looking cloth diaper and plastic pants with safety pins. As babyish as they’d probably make him look, they looked much more comfortable than the thick disposables, and he assumed he’d be able to take them off anyway if he tried. “Wan’ cwoth..d-diapew.” Drool trickled down his chin as his lips continued to move out of his control, his words slurred and babyish.