Getting a Nanny
By Tabbi
My birthday was coming and my wife said she had a big
surprise for me. I was so excited and I
couldn't wait.
The week of my birthday she told me to keep next weekend
open and then asked if I could take Friday off.
I would have to check into that.
Thursday night when I got home, Rachel had dinner ready
except it was for three instead the two of us. "Who's coming to
dinner," I asked?
Rachel responded with only a chuck and "It's your
surprise."
I was getting out of the shower and on the bed was a diaper,
my baby dress, and plastic panties. Now I am getting nervous. "What's this
for," I asked.
Rachel came into the room and said, "this is what you
are going to wear."
My jaw dropped and fear hit me. "I'm not going to wear
this for company."
Without a smile, "you are going to wear that or you
will never wear that again around me!"
She told me to lay down on the bed so she could put the
diaper on me. I knew something was wrong
when I felt her push something in my butt before quickly pulling my diaper up
and taping is closed. I figured she was
trying to mess with my head.
I'm dressed now in my yellow baby dress that does not hide
my diapers. My nerves where on edge and
I was panicked. I didn't even know who
was coming and she wouldn't tell me.
"Why are you doing this to me" I asked?
"I promise you that this is something that you
want. I have listened to you for years telling me about what you
think would make you happier. Now, I am
going to give it to you."
"But I am happy," worried about all the things I
have told her over our many years of marriage and who was coming over seeing me
like this.
Her response was "I know you are and so am I but there
is a part of you that needs some attention that I can't provide. Now you are going to get it. Tonight you are going to meet your new
Nanny."
Panic hit me! We
don't know anyone who is into this. I
asked, "is this someone I know?"
"No" with a pause and then she said "what fun
would that be" with a big grin coming to her face. Then some words came
out of her mouth that struck fear to my bones.
"You have no choice in this matter unless you are willing to give
up your diapers and sissy clothes around me."
"What?" I
can't believe what she had just said.
Give it up? This isn't a hobby. This is a part of me. What am I going to do? She saw the fear on my face.
With a smile she said, "now it's time for you to wet
your diaper honey."
There is a stranger coming over and she wants me to have a
wet diaper on top of everything. I tried
to argue and instead of saying anything she went and got a wooden spoon.
"No, I'm sorry!"
"I know you are but I think this will help you
relax" she said with a grin.
She grabbed my hand and started to drag me to the
bedroom. I could resist if I wanted too
and I did.
"If you want to resist that is fine honey. If you don't start doing as you are told you
are going to loose all your baby privileges.
That is the last warning" she said to me with no smile on her
face. "Now come along."
I followed her to the
bedroom. She had me lay across the bed
on my belly. That was when I felt the
first strike. "Ouch!" I said.
She returned with "that is one. You have nineteen
more."
"Nineteen" I said in fear.
That hurt I said and she responded with "it was suppose
to."
Each one was hard like she was after something. Half way through I felt tears starting from
the pain. Just then she noticed that and
made the last ten hurt worst. She was
hitting me in the same place each time.
Now I was balling! My thighs were burning so bad.
"Now clean up your face and come back to me."
With that said still sniffling from the spanking I just got,
I went to the bathroom and washed my face.
When I was done I went back to her in the kitchen and she just handed me
three bottles. Then I was told that I
had to have each one done before our guest got there and for each ounce not
gone would be five spankings. I took
them and went to the living room and sat on my blanket which was on the floor.
Rachel came into the living room to check on me. "Are you wet" she asked as she
reached down to check my diaper. Then with a serious look she told be I better
finish that last bottle soon because Nanny will be here any minute. Fear hit me, and then something else! Oh no! Rachel stood back and grinned simply
asking "what's wrong?" As if
she didn't know. What caught me off
guard what that she did not like poopie diapers so I would have never suspected
that she would really slip a suppository in my rear.
"You had better finish that bottle now before your
Nanny gets here!"
I was panicked. Now someone I don't know is coming here and
not only going to see me dressed as a baby girl but I am going to be wet and
messy. I tried to drink the bottle and
hold back on the mess. I didn't want to mess
my diaper. It became impossible to do
both. I was already really sore from the
last spanking so I gave into the suppository.
I didn't have to help it, it just came. Then I heard a knocking on the door. I wasn't even done messing much less finishing
the bottle. I didn't win in either
case. I was so humiliated.
Rachel came into the living room escorting a younger lady
that was beautiful. "Here is your
new Nanny" she said sniffing the air. I don't think the smell made it to the air but she knew what
had happened. Before Nanny could even
introduce herself, Rachel stepped forward looking down at me. "I think someone may be messy. Stand up honey so I can check your
diaper." I was ready to go to
tears. In fact tears really did start
welling up. As she had me stand up and
turn around, she lifted the back of my dress and peeked in the back of my
diaper. "Yup, just as I
thought. My little sissy went poopie in
his diaper"
At that point Nanny stepped forward with a big smile and
chuckled. "I guess you weren't
joking about him being a big baby." She then pushed me down to the floor abruptly
causing the mess in my diaper to explode all over inside it. She bent down and put my bottle in my mouth
noting how much was left. She new! "I am Nanny Nichole, but you can just
call me Nanny." She then continued
saying that I will not address her any other way. She finish with "your Mommy and I have
some talking to do so you just stay here and finish that bottle." She walked out of the room with Rachel.
I had tears gently streaming down the side of my face. I have fantasized about this kind of thing so
many times that it got old. Now it is
really happening and I am not sure I can handle it in real life. I finally
finished the bottle before dinner. I know
there was going to be some more pain tonight.
Nanny came back into the living room holding a fresh diaper
and pad just looking at me. "Well,
we may as well get to know each other and now is as good a time as any."
Before I could say a word she put my pacifier in my mouth
and told me to keep it there. Without
hesitation she pushed me back so I was laying on the floor. Then pulled my dress up and told me to hold
it. I couldn't see anything she was
doing. I heard the tapes of my diaper
being undone and then felt the air hit me when she pulled my diaper down. "Whew," she exclaimed. "You stink so bad," and then she
just laughed. The tears started
again. The whole time she changed me she
commented on each step. And with that
she also reminded me that I was a grown man dressed as a baby girl and I was
having a messy diaper changed. I was
actually getting excited when she grabbed my dick and hit it with something and
almost made me scream. It hurt so
bad. And then it came again and
again. She kept doing it scolding me
about getting excited about being an immature diaper wearing sissy.
Rachel came around the corner and said, "are you guy
getting to know each other?" Then she told Nichole that dinner will be
ready in a bit. Nanny turned to her and
thanked her with a smile as she pulled my diaper up between my legs and taped
it closed tightly. She told me to stay
as she walked away.
I could hear them talking and laughing. Nanny suddenly reappeared with a fresh bottle
of formula. She pulled my pacifier out
of my mouth and replaced it with a bottle.
Then she walked away again. As I
laid there I was in overload. Everything
was happening so fast that I couldn't process it fast enough. I felt stress and anxiety hit me. Just when I felt like I was going to cry
again Rachel came into the room to get me.
We went to the dinning room and one of the place setting
where changed. I knew exactly who that
was for. It was set with girly baby
dishes and another bottle of formula. I
was really wetting my diaper now and constantly. Rachel pulled out my chair and had me sit
down and told me to sit on my hands and don't move them. I did and she helped me scoot my chair in.
All I could think was, "this is going to be interesting."
Nanny helped Rachel bring the food to the table and I just
watched. Dinner smelled so good! Then I was crushed again. Nanny brought out jars of baby food and made
sure I could see the labels. She said "if you want any of this really good
smelling adult food you are going to have to eat your baby food
first." All I could think was I was
going to throw up before I make it to the good food.
Rachel came back out with one of my bibs and tied it around
my neck. I know I was turning red. Nanny just laughed at me. I was still sitting on my hands and asked if
I could pull the out. "No!" was the only response I got in
stereo.
They started eating and talked as if I wasn't there. I was hungry but I didn't know if I was
hungry enough for the baby food. Then
without warning Rachel grabbed one of the jars of baby food and took a little
spoon and started feeding me. She didn't
give me enough time to gag over the taste.
Nanny watched and then spoke. "Rachel, why do you want to spend your
life with such an infantile shell of a man?
Your sitting there feeding your husband baby food and he is letting
you. He is wearing a diaper which I am
sure is wet again. Once again he is excepting this." That was what she said while Rachel kept
feeding me as more tears rolled down my face.
Rachel took my bib and wiped my messy mouth off and pushed
the nipple of my bottle into my mouth.
"Hold it" she said. I
pulled one of my hands out and grabbed it.
"Both hands honey" came out. Now I was sitting at the table
drinking from a bottle like a toddler feeling totally humiliated.
Rachel turned away from me and faced Nichole. "We have been together for over twenty
years and we both are as in love as the day we met. He has needs that will never go away. The doctor even says that. I will take him any way he comes because I
love him and when he is not in diapers, he fulfills my needs and desires. I couldn't see my life with anyone else even
under present conditions." At that point
they both just looked at me.
Nanny looked back at her with a smile. "He does make a cute baby girl, doesn't
he." Rachel responded with
"yes he does."
Nanny looked at me and then looked at Rachel. Then she asked "does he know
anything?" "Nothing"
Rachel responded. Nanny looked over at
me and said "then it is time to fill him in." I couldn't believe what I was being
told. I figured that Nanny was some sort
of Pro Domme who was doing Rachel a favor.
It wasn't the case at all. Nanny
had been looking for someone just like me to fill her needs just like mine need
to be filled. Come to find out that in
reality this was an interview. Rachel
wasn't interviewing her, she was interviewing us.
After listening for a while and Rachel asked questions it
was time to clean up. I didn't ask any
questions because every time my bottle became empty it was refilled. I was really sick of formula. Almost literally.
Rachel got up and told me to go and get my pacifier and come
back. When I did, she asked me to clean
up while she and Nichole talked. She
took my bib off and put it on the table as they walked to the living room.
They sat in the living room and the first thing Rachel asked
was "what is it you are looking for?"
Nichole just sat back relaxed and said "what I just
found." Rachel smiled back at her
still not know what that was. Nichole
continued. "Just like your husband
I have a need to have someone like him under me. The thing is I don't want to get married and
I want someone who is still functional in life.
That was when I decided to look for a married couple that were stable
but needed this part of their relationship to be filled. I have been interviewing couples all over the
U.S.
giving myself six months to find what I am looking for without being
hasty. I have a month left and I don't
think I am going to look anymore."
Rachel smiling like she always does but with a bit of a
concern on her face. Nichole noticed it immediately. "What's wrong" Nichole said with a
little of her own concern. "Well I
am still not sure how we fit in and even more how will it work? You make it sound like you are not going to
search anymore. So why us?" These where good questions. Nichole looked relieved all of a sudden. "I will answer your second question
first. I have met with many couples and
not once did I feel anything more than a little sexual excitement during the
interview. Tonight was different is so
many ways. I can feel the love you two
have. I know that under that diaper he
is a man that needs to be that as much the other. What I like is that he is not a diaper wearing
sissy and then a man. It is the other
way around. I am not looking to be a
therapist. He is confident enough in
himself that when we will be together it won't have to be pretend for a couple
of hours. It can be ongoing and real. I feel that I can be an addition to your
lives. I know that helping him with this
side of himself will help him give you more of your needs. I will make sure of!" Rachel laughed and said she had her work cut
out for her. Nichole continued, "to
answer your first question now. I am a
professional photographer. I specialize
in architectural photography. I have
clients all over the world and I am busy enough that I can turn down work. What this means is I can live where ever I
want as long as there is a major airport near.
That is the how."
Rachel looked relieved not know what to expect for an
answer. Nichole looked up at the clock
seeing that it was getting late.
"Now with all fun and games aside this is where your husband needs
to be involved." Rachel called and
I came into the living room. "Are you done yet" she asked. I took my pacifier out of my mouth and said
just finishing. Nichole then told me to
go and change my diaper and put adult clothes on. She also told me that I needed to get into an
adult headspace regardless of the diaper.
I left the room and did just that.
In the bedroom taking off the dress I had all kinds of
thoughts going through my head. I was
seriously horny from this evenings events.
I changed my diaper which really needed it and put on some exercise
pants and a t-shirt. As I went back to
the living room Rachel said that Nichole liked scotch. My face lit up and I asked her if she would
like a small dram. She smiled and asked
what I had. I told her and with a smile
she said, "you are a real scotch connoisseur, aren't you?" "Oh Yea!" I replied.
Bringing her and myself back a dram of my oldest and finest
I headed for my chair. Rachel was
sitting on the couch with Nichole. I
noticed that Rachel didn't have anything.
"Can I get you something also baby?" With a smile she simply said "yes
please." I left the room to get her
something to drink.
Nichole looked at her.
"Is he like that all the time.
Most men don't think about others like that." She was wondering if it was an act for her benefit. With a smile on her face that was all pride,
"yes he is. All my girlfriends are
so envious of me. He will go out of his
was for others and is more than considerate." "You are lucky" Nichole responded.
I got back to the living room with something for Rachel to
drink and sat down in my chair the usual way; legs up and tucked to my
side. Nichole put the dram up to her
nose and I could tell right now she was a real scotch drinker. She then took a sip with her eyes
closed. When she opened her eyes, it was
a face of sheer bliss.
We had some small talk knowing that Nichole was trying to
get me to relax. Then the real subject
came about. She looked at me. "What
did you think about tonight?" She
could see me analyzing it. "I don't
really know. It was in such an emotional
overload that I couldn't really think about the experience."
"Did you like it?"
Knowing how turned on I was all I could do was smile with embarrassment
and say yes. She proceeded to tell me
everything she told Rachel taking a sip of her scotch every once in awhile and
pausing to savor the moment. Then
opening her eyes letting go of the moment she looked over at me and simply ask
"would you like this to become a regular part of your like?" I looked over at Rachel stunned by the
question. She could see my puzzled and
concerned look over the question. She
said "it's ok baby. She and I have
done a lot of talking so don't be worried about your answer or the
situation." I looked over at
Nichole and said "yes I really would."
"It is late and I am going to ask you that question one
more time tonight. When you give me an
answer, that is the one I will except."
I was confused and she just grinned in a way that made me nervous. We continued to talk about stuff other than the
purpose for her visit.
"Well, it is getting late and I haven't gotten a hotel
yet. So we need to end this evening."
I was just getting ready to be a good host and invite her to stay at our
house, when all of sudden she stood up and looked at me with a stern face. "Take those pants off now" in a
loud stern voice. "If I recall you
had seven ounces left in your bottle when I got here. Now it's time to pay up." Rachel got up, moved the coffee table and sat
in my chair. I was terrified.
Nichole told me to just stand there as she started to head
out of the room. As she walked by me she
felt the front of my diaper feeling how soaked it was. Her look was that of disapproval. She came back into the room carrying a small
pink wooden paddle. "Remove your
diaper!" Without delay I did it standing there in total fear. She sat down in the center of the couch and
instructed me to lay across her lap.
Without a warm up she hit me with that paddle. I let out a yell and I thought I was going to
have to push my eye's back in my head.
Then came another and another.
She was hitting me so hard I was screaming and crying. Rachel walked out of the room and suddenly I
was worried about her. Then my focus was
changed back to the pain. She paused a
bit and rubbed my butt which was more than on fire. I laid across her lap sobbing out loud. I
noticed the presence of Rachel walking back into the room when suddenly my head
was yanked up and a pair of wet panties were stuffed in my mouth and taped
in. Before I could process that my head
was pushed back down and it began again.
I still screamed in pain but all you could hear were muffled sounds.
It came to an end and the panties were removed. Nichole gently eased me onto the open floor
where Rachel was already sitting and Nichole came down too. I cried and cried. I know that I was crying from the intense
pain but there was more. The two of them
holding me, all I could feel was a rush of emotion. The tears were coming from
somewhere else inside me.
I had finished sobbing and was just laying there. Rachel got up and went to the other room
returning with a diaper and nightie.
Gently Nichole, who now was Nanny in my head rolled me onto my
back. Rachel slid a fresh diaper under
me and put lotion on my bottom. It really
hurt. Then pulling the diaper up and
taping it closed, she leaned over and kissed me saying "I love you so
much." Nanny leaned over and kissed
me on my forehead. Then quietly and peacefully
she asked, "do you want this to be a regular part of your life?"
Rachel grabbed my hand with a smile.
"Yes please." Nanny
smiled and kissed me on my head again.
I finally had my whit's about me again and I was back into a
more mature headspace. "Nichole,
why don't you stay here. It's a long
drive into the city and it's late. We
have a spare bed and it is already made."
Rachel agreed. Nichole thanked us
and excepted. She then turned to me and
said, "it's Nanny to you for now on." I blushed and her smile got
bigger. Rachel laughed because she
wasn't use to seeing me blush.
As we all said good night I felt like a certain part of my
life was about to be even more fulfilled and it was going to be interesting to
say the least. I laid in bed with
Rachel's head lying on my chest I emotionally said "thank you." She looked up to me and said "I love you
so much," and we kissed each other good night. I fell asleep only thinking I was the
luckiest guy in the world."
