This choice: Fred diapers his mother with her help • Go Back...Chapter #4Fred diapers his mother with her help by: Stendier   "I could probably do it on my own," Fred stated, "But I... I suppose I could use your help."
"Alright, honey," Alyssa agreed, "I'll be happy to guide you."
Alyssa then laid down on top of the front of the bed. She waited for a couple moments, and then she looked up at her son
"If you want to diaper me, you'll have to kneel in front of me, sweetheart," the busty woman told her son, spreading her legs and moving back on the bed a little. That way, the padded boy could put the diaper on her without standing.
"Okay, Mom, now what?" he said, kneeling in front of her.
"First, pull down Mommy's panties..." Alyssa cooed, trying to stay calm and relaxed. However, this very sentence she had just said turned her on a little. She shook it off and waited for Fred to do as he was told.
Fred blushed red, but he complied. He carefully gripped the sides of Alyssa's panties and slowly slipped them off.
Alyssa smiled and gestured to the cloth diapers. She instructed him "Alright, baby boy, raise Mommy's bottom and lay the diapers under me."
She was focusing more on directing Fred than her son's discomfort.
Fred tentatively picked up the soft cloth diapers. As he unfolded them, he scoffed and remarked "These are really thick and puffy, Mom."
He then slid it under her as instructed. As he lowered her back down, he helped her into position. Every now and then, one of his hands rested on her private area for a split second.
Alyssa bit her bottom lip to hold back any sounds of pleasure as Fred's soft hands caressed her sensitive womanhood. "Mmmm...You do a good job with this sweetie..." she cooed playfully, giving her son a little wink before continuing to instruct him. "Alright, buddy; now raise the front of the diapee up and pin it snugly into place."
Fred folded the diaper up and held it in place with his right hand. Then he picked up the diaper pins with his left hand and went to work putting them in. He pinned up the right side and then the left side. Once he was finished, he examined all parts of the diaper to make certain it was on securely and properly. After confirming this, he smirked, patted the front of his mother's puffy cloth diaper, and told her "There you go, Mom. All done."
"Good job, sweetie!" Alyssa responded with a smile, holding out her hands. Fred took them and helped his mother to her feet. She looked down at him and gave him another hug. She continued grinning and told him "Now we're all diapered and ready for the day."
It was then that Fred fully remembered that he had just been diapered a few minutes ago. He was quickly embraced by the awkwardness and embarrassment of it all.
However, his mother did not seem to feel awkward or embarrassed at all.
Alyssa just ran her hands over her new diaper and admired it. Fred realized she was absolutely enjoying them. He had to admit, his own diapers did not feel bad. Quite the opposite; they felt heavenly against him. But nonetheless, they were still diapers, and Fred was extremely flustered.
After a minute, Alyssa stated "Well, if we're all going to be like this, I suppose I'm a little overdressed."
She then reached back and unclipped her bra, letting it fall off her and onto the ground. She let her firm, round, size D breasts hang freely.
Once again, Fred felt his manhood press up against the front of his diapers. He did not know why, but the sight of his beautiful mother in nothing but a diaper was oddly enticing.
Before we progress any further, what are the whereabouts of Fred's father?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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