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Daily Free-Write 8.1.22: Room for Rent 16.2
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"Legs up, sweetie," said Rachel. "Legs up, I said..."
She sighed and shook her head as Roy lay there, pouting. All it took was pointing her phone his way to tell him he was being recorded again, and his attitude cleared right up.
"Being more cooperative now? That's a good baby."
With a little help from Colt, Roy once again found himself being put into padding - this time by his very own girlfriend. It was so hot he couldn't help but spring a boner despite himself.
"Try to bring it up a little higher in the back, to about here," said Colt, guiding Rachel.
"Like this?" asked Rachel, pulling the diaper a little higher while Colt held the big baby's legs up.
"A little lower," said Colt. "There you go."
"This is so embarrassing," said Roy. "Can't we just call it even already?"
"It'll be even when it's even," said Colt, as Rachel taped the diaper up. He gave Roy a pat on diaper front, and smiled down at him. "You just have to be a good baby for the rest of the week. Easy, right?"
Roy just looked down and blushed as his pee pee was rock hard.
"Um, is it supposed to stick over the top like this?" asked Rachel, noting Roy's huge boner sticking over the waistband of his diaper.
"No, but I came prepared," said Colt, holding up Robbie's Mr. Buzz Buzz. "This oughtta help."
Rachel took it and gave her boyfriend a devilish grin. He gulped.
"You can put this locking diaper cover on him after like I showed you, right?" asked Colt, holding up the cartoon-print diaper cover.
Rachel nodded, and clicked on the massager.
"Locking?" yelped Roy, but only got a pacifier shoved in his mouth for his outburst.
"I'll leave you two to it then," said Colt, respectfully seeing himself out.
Even after Colt shut the door, he could hear the sound of the buzzer, and Roy pleading for mercy.
"Come on, Rachel! Be reasonable!"
His moans shortly followed, and Colt grinned. He had a feeling that diapers would be a regular part of Roy's wardrobe from now on. And it turned him on to know that he was largely responsible for converting another diaper boy.
Colt joined the family back in the kitchen, looking pleased as punch.
"Well? Is Roy alright?"
"Oh, he's just peachy," said Colt, with a grin. "But he's learning that his childish behavior isn't going to work anymore. His girlfriend has found a secret weapon.
The other brothers laughed at that. It was about time Roy was taken down a peg or two.
"He's got some growing up to do, so maybe he'll finally grow up," said Ronald.
"Something like that," said Colt, picking up his coffee.
When Roy and Rachel came down, Roy was very quiet and blushy. All he was wearing was his diaper and one of his graphic tees, which looked a lot more childish when paired with the cartoon diaper cover.
"What happened to his shirt?" asked Ronald.
Rachel smiled while Roy turned beet red. "He had a little accident during his change. Anyway, we've taken care of his diaper stripping problem."
"He what? Roy, is that true? Did you take off your diaper?" asked Ronald, looking quite angry.
"Yeah," muttered Roy.
"It won't happen again," said Rachel, patting Roy's butt. "Not with this locking diaper cover on him."
"Wow," said Colt. "Not even little Robbie has to wear a locking diaper cover. "Guess little Roy really does have some growing up to do."
"Good," said Dad. "You just let me know if he gives you trouble. I still know how to change a diaper."
"Dad, nooo," said Roy.
"Hush, you're a baby and you'll be changed by any grown-up that sees fit to do so."
Roy was so embarrassed. His characteristic wit escaped him. He would soon find out the embarrassment of being changed by his father when he was checked in the living room.
With breakfast finished, the group made their way to the living room.
"What should we do today?"
"Maybe we could go sledding," suggested Roger.
"No way," said Roy. "I'm not going out like this."
The group looked at him like he'd grown to heads.
"Go into the playroom, kiddo, and play with your brother," said Dad.
"But Dad! I don't play with kid's toys..."
"Do you really want me to put you over my knee in front of the whole family right now?"
Roy went pale at his father's ultimatum. Everyone else watched with interest, but sadly for them, Roy was not brave enough to challenge his father's iron palm. He shook his head. "No, sir."
"Well, go on. Play with your brother."
Roy waddled away to the playroom to play with Robbie, looking over his shoulder once to see the family still staring. He shuffled up to his brother who was playing with some brickos on the play table and stood there awkwardly.
"Umm... Hey, little bro... c-can I join you?"
"Of course," said Robbie, smiling and patting the ground next to him. "Have a seat."
Roy sat awkwardly and grabbed a few brickos, fumbling with them and looking away before looking back to Robbie. "Um. Thanks."
"For what?" asked Robbie, snapping a couple sets of wheels onto his newly built vehicle.
"I dunno. I don't really know how to, uh... do this."
"Brickos? Come on, you've played with brickos before."
"No, I mean... this," said Roy, gesturing to his outfit.
"Ohhh... that." Rob stayed silent for a while as he made his little race car roll back and forth over the bumpy brickboard. "Well... you don't have to do anything. You just... act natural."
Roy sat there dumbly. "Act natural... it's hard to do that when my heart is racing a million miles an hour."
"It's exciting for you too, huh?" asked Robbie. "Yeah, I get that too. It's, uh... pretty intense."
Roy nodded. He was practically shaking. Then, Robbie took his hand.
"It's gonna be okay, Roy. You'll see. Just try to relax and have fun. Come on. You can help me build this racetrack for my car. And I'll help you build a car too."
"Okay. Um..."
"What's wrong?"
"I, uh... I gotta pee..." Roy whispered. His face red. Just like Robbie's always got at first. Apparently it ran in the family.
"Oh, well... try to relax...
"I can't," said Roy.
Robbie nodded. "It's gonna be hard at first, but... I know a few tricks that might help..."
Roy let Robbie lead the play that afternoon since he was out of his element. But Robbie was in his element, and pretty soon, Roy was engrossed in the little world they were in. It wasn't until he felt a hand feeling pulling back his diaper.
