Mommy’s Good Boy Phonesex: Baby’s POV

I knocked on her door, with my scavenger hunt in hand, knowing that the one item that really mattered was the diaper. Mommy opened the door and after a nervous “Hello” I explained to her that I was trying to complete a scavenger hunt for school and wondered if she could help me. She looked the list over and then warmly welcomed me inside to see what we could find. She mentioned that she definitely had a diaper for me, to which my heart began to race, and she invited upstairs to the nursery so that I could pick one out myself.

Once in the nursery, she pulled open the doors to a large closet exposing hundreds of diapers all stacked neatly and grouped by color. She told me to go ahead and grab a few that I liked. As the aroma of fresh diapers and the quantity overwhelmed me I became lost in all of the choices of diapers available. Little did I know that while I was making my selection, Mommy was also getting ready to have her needs met. She had locked the door to the nursery and pulled up a seat behind where I was standing in the closet. After I had picked out 5 different diapers I turned to inquire if that was too many. Mommy was sitting there with a large paddle in her hand that read “Mommy’s Good Boy”.

“I see someone REALLY likes his diapers,” she said happily. “Come show Mommy what you picked out”

I could feel myself submitting to her as I hesitantly showed her my selection. After glancing over it she smiled at me.

“I think you made some great choices, but you should know that you will not be leaving with Mommy’s diapers today,” she said, her tone changing to be more assumptive.

She must’ve seen the look of puzzlement on my face.

“Oh no, you’re going to stay with me in this nursery until you’ve filled every last one.”

My heart sank, how did she know this is what I dreamed of? Obeying Mommy by going poopy in my diaper.

As my heart continued to race, she began to lay out what was about to happen.

“Now since you didn’t just come right out and tell me your desires, Mommy is going to spank you, just to make sure there’s not anything else you’re hiding from me, is that understood?”

I nodded, as I sunk into littlespace, as I acknowledged that I was no longer in control.

“Now pull your pants down and come here so we can ensure you don’t forget who’s in charge”

I did as I was instructed and laid across her lap.

Without warning I felt the paddle strike my bare bottom *smack*

“Tell Mommy what you want” she demanded, as I felt the sting

“To be your good boy!” I exclaimed

I heard another *Smack* as the pain increased

“That’s right,” she said, very pleased. “How will you be Mommy’s good boy?”

Before I could reply, another *smack* hurried my response

“To go poopy in my diaper!”

“Very good!” she exclaimed, pleased.

She allowed me to stand up and I could feel the air on my warm, tingling bottom.

“Now lay down for me so we can get you in a fresh diaper” she instructed indicating the spanking was over.

I did as I was told and she methodically powdered me and taped the crinkly diaper snugly around my waist.

She helped me to my feet “Does someone need to go poopy for Mommy?” she asked in a loving tone.

I nodded yes.

“Good boy!” she exclaimed, “go ahead darling, Mommy is watching” giving a gentle squeeze on the back of my diaper.

I began to push desperately wanting to please her.

“Oh, my!” she exclaimed as I could feel the warm lump under my bottom add weight to the diaper.

“Does someone have a poopy diaper?!” she asked gently patting the mess in the back of my diaper

I nodded feeling embarrassed, little, and delighted all at once.

“Go ahead and sit down right here for me,” she said patting on the floor.

I did as I was told feeling my poopy spread all over inside my diaper.

I watched as she walked across to the other side of the nursery and opened the door of a playpen.

“Now, crawl to Mommy” she demanded lovingly.

I did as I was instructed feeling the poopy in my diaper kiss my bottom repeatedly with every movement.

“In you go” she said patting my diapered bottom and I crawled into the playpen.

She continued to focus on my diaper once I was in the playpen:

“Was someone a good boy for his Mommy?”

“Is there a poopy in that diaper?”

“I think someone did a poopy diaper for his Mommy”

Her emphasis on my obedience got me so excited that it was time for a nap

“You be good and go potty and take a nap in that full diaper and I’ll be back to change you soon”

XOXO

Mommy Silver

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