May 14, 2023

Brenda Catches Her Dirty Boy! (part 2)

(first part) There was Brenda’s son, John, with a diaper covered on the front and back with cartoonish characters. John was on his stomach on his bed, humping and grinding against the mattress. Brenda made a surprised little noise with her throat, and immediately, John looked up, petrified to see his mother staring at him with one hand covering her mouth. Her eyes were fixed on John’s infant diaper, unable to look anywhere else. He jerked to throw the sheets over himself as Brenda rushed out of the room. John was left with anguish etched on his face. His mother had seen him in his precious diapers; this was not good for either party. Now, how would he go to dinner after that? How would he see his mother? Oh, he was in trouble. During the days following the incident, Brenda didn’t name anything she saw that day, and of course, John didn’t make any reference to that event either. He preferred it that way. However, this gradually changed. Brenda was making more and more comments about the guy: “John, are you wearing diapers today?” She asked in a sweet tone, appearing calm when her heartbeat wildly. To which John hastily replied no, but she insisted, smiling affably. She even went so far as to stick a finger down the waistband of John’s pants to check if he was wearing diapers, as she didn’t seem to believe him. This, to John, could have been more annoying and confusing. “No, Mother, I’m not wearing anything.” John would reply before retreating. She would not relent; Brenda would insist on asking him these questions and ask, “You’re not wearing them today?” as if she were making an innocent comment. One morning, she went to wake John up in his room. “Honey, wake up; I have a surprise for you. Look what I bought you…” Brenda was saying to a still sleepy John. John tried to focus his eyes properly and saw that his mother was holding a very childish diaper with the characters from earlier. He had to convince himself that that wasn’t a bad dream; she was holding some diapers. “I want you to wear them all day.” Brenda kept smiling as she said that. From that day on, Brenda made John wear diapers. She would coach him to fuck the bed and cum in the diapers. While this was going on, she would watch in fascination. Sometimes she would find a chair and spend hours watching John wiggle against the bed, and he would make little noises of pleasure as he came in the diapers. He felt uncomfortable, even humiliated, but his mother would command him to do these things subtly and gently, making it almost impossible for him to resist. Besides, wearing diapers was unnerving for him; wearing them all day was a change, and he didn’t know yet if it was for the better. His mother pushed him to do it, and he agreed to the humiliation. Brenda would […]
May 14, 2023

Brenda Catches Her Dirty Boy! (part 1)

At home, the situation was not what it had once been. Brenda noticed sooner rather than later that her son was not his usual self. He was restless, and his behavior was suspicious. Brenda was curious to know what was going on with her son. He was now taking longer than usual to open his bedroom door when she rapped her knuckles on it. To say he was late was an understatement. Brenda would stand there behind the door for several minutes with a frown on her face. What could have taken John so long to open the door? Brenda still had no explanation for this. And the worst part was not exactly that scenario. One fine day, Brenda arrived home early. Upon entering, she discovered that John was in the living room but had covered himself with a chair. John’s face indicated that something was wrong with him. He had been startled to see his mother come in and had hidden in time for her not to see anything. Brenda, confused, asked him: “What have you got there, John? Come out from behind that chair, please.” She asked in a soft, gentle tone, then smiled to reassure him. However, John moved to the couch, so he could flee to his room without her getting a good look at him. Brenda stayed right in the same spot, thinking that she should find out once and for all about John’s strange activities when she was away. Brenda then went to the kitchen after freshening up and devised a plan. John’s secret would no longer be unknown to her. Brenda had noticed that he didn’t show himself from the waist down. What was he wearing? Brenda believed that therein lay the crux of the matter. Her mind was going a thousand miles an hour, trying to figure out what John was hiding. And she thought the plan was so simple; she didn’t know how she hadn’t thought of it before. Perhaps she had been distracted without focusing correctly. Incidentally, one afternoon, Brenda came home much earlier than John would expect on regular days. She snuck into the house, making as little noise as possible. She was pleased to find that John was in his room and not in the living room or kitchen, for then she could catch him at whatever he was doing with no chance that he could hide. She slipped into John’s room. Her footsteps were barely audible; she walked very calmly and patiently. John would be too wrapped up in his thoughts to notice she was in the house. Or at least that was what she was relying on. Finally, Brenda opened the door to John’s room. She was delighted that the door was unlocked. What she saw left her breathless, mouth agape, and eyes agape. Brenda rubbed her eyes as she could not believe her eyes. Was it the real thing? Brenda stood there with the door wide open, and the surprise did not let her concentrate […]
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