Some days there are no doubts about the way things are going ! A rainy, dark day outside and a wett bed first thing in the morning........ Maybe Mommie won’t notice, but the chances are she will, and I know what the consequences always are; today is not a day when I will be doing anything more complicated than sucking my Ba Baa and waddling or crawling to get my Diapers and plastic baby panties when Mommie tells me to. These wett days seem to be happening more and more often for some reason, but that reason is very apparent, in a simple straightforward way........Scottie can’t seem to stay dry for very long anymore, and mommie knows that when he wets the bed or his pants, it’s time to make sure that for the rest of the day and/or night, all the “accidents” will occur without making big soppy messes and even more laundry.

Now, this word “accidents” seems to have undergone some changes in Mommie’s mind lately. Sometimes Scottie would have a dream at night and have an “accident”, or even occasionally during the day at certain times, but more and more these “accidents” seemed to happen. Mommie thinks she has it figured out though, she suspects that Scottie is doing it for attention. In fact there is little doubt of it, many Babies and young children go thru this stage of attention getting, it’s really a very common thing. It’s like a vicious circle, except in this case it’s not vicious at all, but it’s certainly a childish way to get attention. Especially since Scottie knows better than to make a wett mess in his bed or pants ! Mommie would and does understand his very childish ways, in fact she likes the soft, sensitive, child inside her man, and when she originally found out his Babyish desires........to wear Diapers and be treated like a Baby, she did understand. But even mommie has been surprised at what a Sissy Scottie is becoming !

Mommie was prepared to give her “Baby” ( and that’s another word for discussion ), the occasional Diaper treatment, but she began to realize more and more as time went on that her tender loving care was spoiling her Baby. Now many Mothers have this problem with their children, but she was having it with her man. And worse yet her “man” was becoming more of a BIG Sissy Baby all the time. In the back of Mommie’s mind she had always known this might happen, but she was willing to put up with this behavior because she actually enjoyed having her lover man be the Baby she never had. It was always a very satisfying feeling to her when she could take into her care someone who really needed her and not just a little bit, or just sometimes, but a lot. She had her Baby at last ! Come to think of it, maby she had really had more to do with the Sissifying of Scottie than she had before realized. She became kind of addicted and obsessed with the idea of making her man into her “real” ( there’s another one of those words again ), Baby. It had not taken much because of his Babyish tendencies in the first place. It was only a small step from nursing on her breasts to get him to use a bottle. Now just try to get him to take a nap without one ! Then when she decided to lengthen the duration of his “Baby periods” by not letting him have sex with her until he wore his diapers, then, it was only another small step to have him wett them. Now she could make him simply squirm with desire for hours in his soaked Diapers. She would have him drink bottle, after bottle, after bottle, until he wett so much his diddies were leaking onto his pad underneath. And she really did enjoy his helplessness at those times, he became so submissive to her every desire . And between wettings she would keep teasing his Big Baby Pee-pee to attention. I guess she knew that deep down she was spoiled too with all the attention she would get by pampering and tantalizing her Big Sissy Baby that way. But she couldn’t feel too bad because she knew that her Big Baby would get his just rewards, but not until Mommie decided, and that was that. What had started out as a silly game was now a way of life for the both of them.

There were problems however, and not unlike many of the things that every mother faced every day. As Scottie regressed into his Baby world more and more, there were lots of diapers to wash. However that was a job Mommie almost always left up to her Baby, she felt that it was good “training” and she enjoyed watching him. Sometimes when Mommie was really being “hard on” her Sissy Baby she would diaper him and dress him up in some pink, lacy, Baby Doll Dress she had made for him, let him drink as much beer as he wanted, and wait for him to have an “accident”. This was cruel punishment indeed but she always got pleasure watching her Big Sissy Baby wetting his diapers as fast as he could wash them. He looked so “cute” and kind of silly, in those petticoats, with his Nuk in his mouth, and those rhumba panties all puffed out from the thick diapers underneath. Soon enough wett stains would appear and there would be a noticeable drooping in Scotties bloomers.

Then there was the problem of Diaper rash. Now this problem was helped a lot by the application of cream to the effected areas, but sometimes it would get out of control and abstinence was the only cure. Now that was a problem considering the frequency of “accidents” lately. Maybe Mommie was going to have to give that more thought, she realized. One idea that had come to mind was training pants. If she could get him used to the idea of staying dry when she dressed him in his special “training pants”, perhaps he would learn to control himself. This idea was appealing and it just might work. It was not like Diapers, which only had the effect of giving her Baby the idea that it was ok to make wettums at any time. In fact it was the Diapering that seemed to cause the wetting in the first place. But how would it be any different than when he was just wearing his regular Big boy pants ? He sometimes had problems staying dry even in those. Often when scottie came home from town after being gone all day, merely the act of kissing him could cause him to uncontrollably wett himself. Mommie would give him a Big hug and kiss, and Scottie would get kind of limp and soft and melty in her arms and a hissing would be heard resulting in wett pants and sometimes a puddle on the floor and even a wett shoe. It just might be too late to train her Big Sissie, but she would do her very best. After all....... he only wanted to please his Mommie at all times, and since he knew how she luved him so much as a Sissy Diaper Baby, it was difficult to try and get him to grow up. Now that she thought about it, maby it made more sense to use some other approach. But what ?

Mommie would think about it, and when she decided on something it would be good for her and good for her Big Baby too.....................................

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