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Daily Free-Write May 23, 2022: Trying Something New
🕑 Added 2022-05-24 07:51:49 +0000 UTC"I've had enough fighting. You can do what you want, Charles," said Tony, stroking his pet tiger.
"It's not working for me," said Charles, standing in the stairway that led to the downstairs landing and from the front door. He looked at Tony, lounging on the couch with his cat, Tiger. "I just don't feel... connected anymore. I want our dynamic to be more... tangible again."
"Well, I'm open to trying whatever you want," said Tony, flexing a powerful arm. "I just don't want to invest my emotional energy in something that's not there. Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, are you sure you're committed?"
"One hundred percent," said Charles, nodding as he crossed his skinny arms. Charles seemed confident about his decision, and so Tony sat up and dusted himself off, thinking that he'd like to have the chance to play Daddy again. Then he paused.
"You're not going to just call me Daddy one time and then immediately go back to Tony when it's convenient, are you?"
"I can promise you that won't happen," said Charles with a smile. He was telling the truth too.
"Alright, so where do we begin?" asked Tony, cracking his knuckles and rolling his neck.
"Well, first thing's first. You have to dress the part. Here, why don't you put on your Daddy jacket?"
"Daddy jacket?" asked Tony, cocking an eyebrow as Charles held up a brown leather coat that looked like a long sleeved bomber jacket with extra thick padding. Charles just nodded, so Tony shrugged and slid his arms inside the jacket. Only the arms never stopped sliding, and his hands never quite found the holes at the end of those sleeves.
"Don't worry, I'll buckle you up," said Tony, pulling the sleeves around and buckling them so that Tony's arms were locked tight.
"A straight jacket? What is the meaning of this?" yelled, Tony, struggling to get it off.
"It's a 'Daddy' jacket," reminded Charles, already busy fumbling with Tony's belt to pull down his pants. "It helps daddies control their little boys when they aren't so little..."
Tony gasped as Charles brought out a nice thick white diaper. Tony's pants were already off and there was little he could do to stop Charles from opening up the diaper and lifting his legs, especially when he found his ankles clipped together.
"But I thought I was the Daddy," whined Tony.
"You said you'd try anything, didn't you?"
"Damnit, you're right," pouted Tony. "But I'm not going to like it."
"Of course you will, little one," said Charles, with a wicked grin. He already had the hypno loaded up and ready to play on the VR headset, but Tony didn't have to know about that yet. For now, all he needed was to be put in his nice, thick, comfy diaper. After all, once he got it on, even Tony would have to admit just how good they felt.
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Comments
To learn how to care for them, out what it feels like
I love this, sometimes big boys need to see how little boys feel
