WARNING: This story contains heavy watersports, scat, diaper usage, ageplay, and incest roleplay. This series is not for the faint of heart. If this is not something you're comfortable with, please do not read ahead. All characters are fictional, un-related, and over 18 years of age. You have been warned
This story is a sequel to 'A Very Dirty Night In Nappies'.
Ethan was 19, slim, with dark hair, and a very pervy mind. Not as pervy as mine, of course. The last time we had met, we engaged in scat fun when he had stayed over at a sleepover with my son. I'd bought him a pack of nappies and we really went to town! But now he was here, ready and waiting. We'd been texting daily since it happened, relishing in the memory of it, our mouths watering as we relived it over text. We'd agreed that we'd meet again, but this time we'd take it to the next level. Ethan confessed to me that he had a penchant for incest roleplay, and I of course loved boys in pooey nappies, so we decided to push our boundaries and do a little experiment.
I decided to take a week off work and keep my schedule free. Me and Ethan made the agreement, and the plans started to take place. We were going to do a pervy incest roleplay for an entire week, non stop. For one week, full time, Ethan was going to live as my son in nappies for a whole week.
He would be in nappies full time, weeing, pooing, and cumming in them. He would call me Dad or Daddy only, even in public. If we went out in public, he would outright still call me Dad, as well as wear his nappy under his clothes. In the roleplay, it was on the understanding that I was his Dad, and he was my son. He would undertake sessions of having his hole stretched, I would be able to touch and kiss him whenever I wanted, and he could use his safe word whenever he wanted. He would be sleeping in his nappies, and would use a dummy too. We'd all written out our rules and agreement.
But now the day was here. Ethan gave me a huge hug as I opened the door.
'Hey Daddy!'
He kissed me deeply on the lips with a huge grin on his face.
'Hey son. Are you excited for our special father-son bonding week?'
'Yes yes yes!'
God he was so cute. I lead him to the kitchen, took his bag and got him settled in my room.
I then lead him to the lounge where we sat with the contract and went over the rules one last time.
'And finally, your last nappy change of the day is seven o'clock in the evening, no questions asked. That means if you use your nappy after seven at night then you won't be changed until morning, you'll have to sleep in it. I don't care if it's a wee or a poo, thems the rules.'
'Okay Daddy' he said obediently.
'And you're up for all the activities? The days out, meeting my friends at the end of the week-'
'Yep, I can't wait!'
'And remember, you've got your safe word, right? At any moment you want to stop, you use that safeword and we'll stop immediately.'
'Daddy, I have wanted to do this for years.'
'It's going to be very intense'
'I know, but it's the biggest fantasy I've ever had! I want to be your son, your dirty little son, your naughty nappied boy, and I'm so excited to get started!'
'Then let's get started!
I stripped him off and admired his perfect body, squeezing his bum and tickling his balls, kissing the head of his young ripe cock and making him laugh. I squeezed out some baby oil into my hand.
'Now, we need to oil you up, son. It feels ever so nice and will stop you having a rash. Lift your botty up!'
I rubbed the oil into his bumcheeks and massaged it into his smooth skin, paying extra attention to his little hole as he sighed. I then ran the juicy oil up and down his shaft, making his cock stick up like a soldier.
'Does that feel nice, son?'
'Yes Dada!'
'All tingly on your willy?'
'Hehe, yep!'
I tickled his balls and listened to his adorable giggle. I rubbed the last of the baby oil into his tight hairless balls, and looked at the beautiful sight in front of me. His nappy area was slick and glistening, every bit of it well messaged with the oil. It was time to get a nappy on him.
I had ordered some new nappies online especially for him. I got three packs of Little Kings, nappies made for adult babies, designed to look and feel exactly like real baby pampers. It had light green tapes and logos, and a cute babyish design of a lion on the front and back. It certainly felt like a real nappy too, so much softer and elasticated as well. When they first arrived, I had taken one out and sniffed the seat of it; they smelt like real pampers. I rested his little bottom on the soft padding.
'Are you ready to really become Daddy's little incest son, baby boy? Because it starts now!'
'I can't wait Dad!'
I pulled the nappy up over his oiled cock and did the tapes so he was strapped in securely. I sat him up and gave him a cuddle and a kiss. 'Does that feel nice, son?'
"I feel like such a baby!' He laughed.
'You are a baby, Ethan. You're my little baby boy, and we're going to have a very pervy week!'.
After half an hour of sitting on the couch watching teletubbies whilst I did some work on my laptop, Ethan came and snuggled against me. He sat on my lap and we kissed some more. My son's tongue tasted so nice, I just couldn't get enough of it. I'd spent the day patting and groping his nappy, sometimes making him squeal, sometimes barely making him react as he was he was enveloped by his programme. I had given him a blue dummy to suck on, and he'd spent the last hour making adorable noises suckling away. He bounced a little on my knee, until he stiffened up slightly, and said in his baby voice 'Uh oh, weewees!'. I was so proud of him. One of the rules were to make sure he announces when he's going potty.
'Good boy, baby! Dad's so proud of you! Now, is my little boy desperate?'
He pouted and nodded.
'I think you'd better let it out sweetie.'
I patted his bottom as he grunted and shifted, until I felt the seat of his nappy get warm and make that telltale piss, and his illeviated sighs. I praised him and patted his bottom more. He was really into it, eyes closed, his tongue slightly hanging out his mouth. Shaving him was the right idea, I could tell he was savouring the feeling of his warm piss running down his balls and his sensitive skin reacting to it soaking into the nappy and feeling it on his bottom. He finished, smiled, popped his paci back in, and sat back in my lap.
'Aww, does that feel better, little boy?'
'Much better Dad.'
'And how does it feel now?'
'All warm and squish on my willy!' He lightly bounced and humped my knee, moaning and laughing. I stroked his hair.
'Do I get changies now?'
I considered. 'Hmm. I don't think it's change time just yet. I don't want to waste these nappies you know! We'll do a nappy change when you're a bit stinkier!'. I kissed his cheek and he went pink at the mention of the word 'stinkier'.
'Now, I think it's time for some special father-son bonding!'
'Oooh, yes please Dada!'
'How about we watch some more telly and have a very special cuddle?'
On the TV, Disney was blaring as I sat on the couch. My trousers and boxers were at my ankles, and my cock was in Ethan's throat. I've always been a fan of cockwarming and I couldn't wait to try it out on my new son.
'Does it feel okay, baby?'
Ethan made a noise confirming it. He was a perfect cocksucker, with hardly any gag reflex. He had gently warmed up to it, giving my shaft balls little kisses, and then beginning to use his tongue on the head of my cock like a lollipop, and before long I had slid it down his throat and we had comfortably sat that way for an hour. Feeling his juicy wet tongue slathered on my meatstick never got old. But suddenly, I heard a little noise coming from Ethan; the sound of a fat, wet fart. I felt Ethan clench up.
'Is that you, baby boy?'
I took my cock out his mouth and he looked up and nodded with doe eyes.
'Does someone need the toilet?'
'Yes Dada'.
'Well what do we say then, son?'
'Daddy, I need a poo.'
I saw his face turn red and the front of his nappy get stiff.
'Ahhh, my little boy needs to go poopoo in his nappy for me? D'you think it's going to be a big one?'
'Yes Dad.'
'Come on, little boy. Take Dad's hand, let's go to the bedroom for this, it's more special.'.
I took my little incest son's hand and lead him to the bedroom. As I walked hand in hand with my new nappy boy, he had no idea what was to come this week.
Little did he know of the plans I had; eating his poo, getting him to pose for photographs, stretching his hole and training him, putting on little shows together on webcam, changing him in a public baby change cubicle, making him sleep in his pooey nappy, and introducing him to some friends of mine for a very special party!
But first, it was time for my special boy to have a big, stinky poopoo in his pampers like the dirty little boy he is.
In these next few chapters, you'll get to hear about all of our pervy adventures in our nappy incest week!
To be continued..
