Sitter
"Honey! Would you mind going to the store for a few things?" I looked up from my computer. My mom was standing in the door, a slightly pleading smile on her face. I nodded.
"Sure. What do you need?" Ever since my dad had passed away, I had made sure to do everything my mom asked of me.
"Oh, just a few things. I made a list." She handed the list to me, and I quickly scanned it. It was just a few grocery items, so I got my bike and headed off.
I navigated my way through the grocery store, grabbing everything on my mom's list.
"Jesse? Jesse Fischer?" I turned around and saw a middle-aged rabbit. "It's me! Mrs. Schultz?" I smiled. Mrs. Schultz had babysat me when I had been too young for preschool and she'd remained friends with my mother ever since. "My, you've grown!" I nodded.
"It has been a while."
"How old are you now?"
"I'll be eighteen next month." Mrs. Schultz smiled bittersweetly.
"It's gone by so fast. How's your mother?"
"She's doing pretty good." Mrs. Schultz nodded.
"It's so tragic what happened to your dad."
"Yeah. We're getting along fairly well."
"I'm glad to hear it." She said as she smiled sweetly. "Listen. Since I've run into you, I wonder if you might be able to help me with something."
"Sure. What is it?" She paused.
"Well, I have a meeting tonight and I need someone to watch Brian. He's fourteen, but I just don't feel right leaving him alone. You're only a little bit older, so maybe he wouldn't mind it if you 'hung out' with him." I considered it.
"I'd just have to watch him for a few hours?" She nodded eagerly.
"Yep. He wouldn't be too much of a hassle, I'm sure."
"I don't see any problem with that." I said. "Sure."
"I cannot tell you how grateful I am." She patted me on the shoulder. "My meeting's at seven, so if you come around six, you can join us for dinner. Sound good?" I nodded, never one to pass up a good meal. "Great! See you tonight!"
The minute I got home, I explained everything to my mom.
"That's great of you! Mrs. Schultz is so nice." I nodded.
"She babysat me, so why shouldn't I return the favor?"
"She's been really having trouble with Brian since she got divorced, so this might be good for him." I nodded, not really knowing much about the Schultz family.
The rest of the day practically whizzed by and before I knew it, I was standing on the doorstep, waiting for Mrs. Schultz to answer. As the door opened, I could smell meatloaf floating on the breeze. My stomach rumbled in anticipation.
"Jesse! Come in." I complied, stepping into the house for the first time in at least six or seven years. It looked just as I remembered it for the most part. A playpen and baby swing in the corner and a few young children's toys lying about. Mrs. Schultz continued to babysit, it seemed. The room looked much the same, but Brian surely didn't. The last time I had seen him, he'd been nine, so he had certainly grown since, but he was still as chubby as I remembered. He scowled at me.
"Hey Brian." I said, trying to sound friendly. He glared without speaking. "He's not thrilled, hmm?" Mrs. Schultz shook her head.
"He thinks you're here to babysit him." She said, rolling her eyes. "Dinner should be just about done, so have a seat!" I eagerly obeyed, tossing my backpack on the couch in the living room.
Mrs. Schultz and I talked over dinner, but Brian did not speak a word. The moment he finished, he disappeared into his bedroom.
"Well, it looks like you're in for an easy night. Just check in on him every once in a while, okay?" I nodded. "I'll be back around eleven or so. A few friends and I are getting together afterward. Thanks again!" I smiled and waved goodbye.
The first hour was spent in front of the television, but after a while, I began to wonder about Brian. I hadn't heard anything from his room. I stood up and walked over to his closed door. I knocked.
"Hey, Brian? You still alive in there?" There was no answer. I turned the knob and the door opened. I gasped as I saw, standing in the middle of the room, Brian. He was wearing a blue onsie and he was clearly diapered. His diaper stuck out from under his onsie and was about the thickest diaper I had ever seen. I began to laugh. "Looks like I actually am babysitting!" I said, smiling. Brian glared and thrust his left paw at me. My body filled with a strange tingling sensation and Brian seemed to grow taller. I realized that he wasn't growing taller, I was shrinking! Soon, I was standing in my clothes that were far too big for me, and Brian towered over me. If I stood on my tiptoes and reached over my head as high as possible, I would be able to just brush the bottom of his diaper. Magic was fairly common, but I had never expected Brian to have it at his disposal. Brian picked me up and carried me over to the mirror. I looked like a newborn kit in the arms of a pudgy teenbaby, mainly because that was what I was.
"Who's babysitting who?" Brian asked, his voice booming from my new position.
"Okay!" I said, my voice squeaky. "I'm sorry. You can change me back now!" Brian shook his head.
"No way! Imagine the fun I can have with you!" He placed me on his dresser and then thrust his paw at me again. I began to shrink even more, becoming tinier and tinier. He picked me up and unbuttoned his onsie. I tried to plead with him to let me go, but he ignored me. I watched in horror as he pulled out the front of his diaper and lowered me down into it. I struggled, but I could do no more than a fly to an elephant, to coin a phrase. I was quickly trapped between the white plastic of his diaper and the white fur of his body, his massive penis close by me. "We'll just keep you in there, where you can't get into trouble." His voice boomed high above me. He took a few steps and I felt the diaper shift with his body, pressing me further into his fur. I tried to move, but found it difficult to navigate, given the prominence of his cock directly next to me.
"Uh-oh!" I heard, mere seconds before urine began gushing out of his cock, soaking the diaper and me equally. I cried out, but the thick padding muffled my voice.
I was trapped in his diaper for nearly an hour, during which time he peed a great deal more. My snout was full of the musky odor of his urine and my fur was positively soaked. Suddenly, light flooded into his diaper as the giant bunny boy reached in and lifted me out of his diaper. He set me onto an enormous towel and I felt myself growing larger and larger but I stopped when I was at about the size of a one year old. Brian smiled as he kneeled down and began to dry my fur while I looked around. We were in a different room of his house. The walls were bright pastels and the room smelled strongly of baby powder and wet diapers.
"What is this?" Brian smiled.
"The nursery. My mom still runs a daycare here, so she needs it for the littler cubs. Like you." He carried me over the changing table and lay me there while he moved around the room. "Where does she keep the diapers?" He asked aloud. I tried to move, but I wasn't even able to sit up. I was completely helpless, about to be diapered by a pudgy teencub. I felt my cock grow rigid, much to my surprise. Brian smiled as he returned with a diaper in his paw. "Ah! You've noticed the change, have you?"
"What did you do to me?" My accusing tone sounded ridiculous in my tiny voice.
"Simple. I made you like me. Well, to be more specific, your love of diapers completely overshadows mine." He grinned evilly. "You see, diapers will always be on your mind. You'll always need to wear one. The very idea of not being thickly padded 24/7 seems completely unheard of to you." I nodded, realizing that he was right. He lifted up my butt and placed the diaper underneath me. I shivered with joy as my rear made its first contact with the diaper. Brian smiled knowingly as my cock grew more erect than it had ever been. I could feel myself just on the edge of eruption as he gently rubbed cubby powder into my crotch. The infantile smell filled my snout and I wrapped myself in it, completely engulfed in its aroma. I heard a soft crinkle as he began to lift the front of the diaper up and over my throbbing cock. "Wittle baby Jesse!" Brian teased. "He's rock hard just from a diaper change!" I blushed but knew he was right.
I couldn't stop staring at the diaper as he slowly brought it over me. I mentally begged him to hurry it up, unsure if I would even be able to contain my excitement long enough. I was going to be diapered any minute now. A diapered little kit, unable to withhold his love for his thick, crinkly diapers. The sound of the tapes being pulled over the front of the diaper very nearly set me over the edge and I closed my eyes, moaning loudly as Brian watched all of this with a grin.
Just as Brian finished pulling the tapes tight, I exploded, my back arching as the thick diaper around my waist eagerly drank up the enormous volume of cum coursing from my cock. I was still in post-orgasmic awe when Brian picked me up, supporting me with an arm under my diapered butt. He patted my butt, making my thick diapers crinkle, which only made me horny again. I could hardly believe just how much I loved my diapers, the way they hugged me and made me feel warm and cozy. I felt so safe and secure I could hardly believe it.
Brian carried me into the living room, setting me into the baby swing. I felt myself grow harder as the swing pushed my diaper up against me. Brian pressed a button and the swing began to move back and forth. I moaned as the swing rubbed my diaper up against me, so very desperate to release into my thick, crinkly diaper. Brian saw how close I was, so he stopped the swing and lifted me out. I moaned again. I was so close! Brian clearly knew this as he smiled down at me in his arms.
"My mom'll be back soon, so I should probably change you back." He said with a devilish grin. He carried me back into the nursery and lay me down on the changing table. I assumed that he was going to change my diaper, but I was wrong. With a wave of his paw, I returned to my original size and the diaper grew with me, retaining its infantile designs of Barney.
"You're going to be in big trouble, mister!" I yelled angrily. Brian just scoffed.
"What can you do?" Unable to think of any alternative, I lashed out with my paw, but before I could, I began to shrink again. I sighed and surrendered as I returned to my normal size. "Get dressed. Unless you want to explain to my mom why you're diapered." He grinned cheekily, hopping back to his room, presumably to get dressed himself. I followed him back to his room and gathered up my clothing, although I was strangely reviled by my boxers.
"Here." I handed him my boxers, looking disgusted. "You can have these." Brian grinned.
"Of course. You're a diaper boy now, aren't you?" I smiled, knowing that he was right. I grab my jeans and step into them, delighted by how they held my wet diaper tight against my crotch. Brian had no qualms about stripping down completely in front of me, and I couldn't help but notice how even at my ordinary size, he was quite well endowed. Brian noticed me watching him and smiled as he pulled on the boxers I had given him.
Once he was completely dressed, he led me back into the nursery and grabbed a pack of diapers from the closet. I watched as they grew in his paws until they were big enough to fit me.
"Here you go. You'll be wanting these over the next week." I gratefully took them and deposited them into my backpack in the living room. "My mom has another meeting in a week. If you come back, maybe I'll take that spell off. Or maybe," He added suggestively. "We can have a little fun." I blushed, my mind running wild.
Even as I left that night with Mrs. Schultz thanking me repeatedly, I couldn't get my mind off of my diapers and Brian's thick cock. It was going to be an interesting week, but next Friday was looking the most interesting by far.