The Cuckolding of Baby Anthony

Chapter 3

Chapter Description: Jane comes home and Anthony is forcefully reminded of what she gets up to when he is in his crib. Then it is time for work where Anthony meets an old... Well, friend may be too strong of a word.

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Anthony turned over and his eyes opened. The nursery was perfectly still and quiet, Anthony wondered what had woken him up. The sun was low in the sky which meant it was morning, he had been trapped in the crib all night and his diaper certainly showed that fact. He was soaked and as he reached down between his legs he could feel the warm thickness forcing his thighs apart.

As Anthony reached over to his bottle and stuck the nipple in his mouth he heard the sound of heels on a wooden floor. That explained his sudden wake up. Jane must be home and judging by the light that was streaming through the window Anthony guessed she must have been out all night. He shuddered as he considered the implications.

With barely a moment of hesitation Anthony relaxed his bladder. He sucked on his bottle as he flushed his diaper with a fresh warm wetting. He sighed through his nose as his urine trickled over his crotch and down between his butt.

A couple of minutes after first waking up Anthony heard footsteps on the stairs. He turned to sit sideways just as the door to the nursery opened. Jane practically stumbled in looking very much like she hadn’t had a lot of sleep.

“Hello.” Jane said as she walked across the room.

“Hi Mommy.” Anthony replied warily.

Anthony frowned as Jane lowered the side of his baby bed. Her hair was all over the place, she had bags under her eyes and her clothes seemed crumpled. She even smelled different. Anthony shuffled out of the crib sniffing the air.

“What?” Jane asked when she saw him sniffing the air, “Are you poopy?”

“No!” Anthony exclaimed, “You smell different.”

“Different?” Jane sniffed her arm, “I guess? Probably Steven’s soap, I guess.”

Steven. Anthony felt a chill going down his spine. He had obviously known Jane was going out and seeing another man even if he didn’t like it but Jane had never mentioned his name before. It suddenly felt a lot more personal, it was a lot harder to ignore what was happening when Anthony had a name. He also now had to process that Jane had spent the night with this Steven and used his soap…

“Come on, we need to get you changed.” Jane said as she walked towards the changing table.

“No!” Anthony exclaimed again, “I’ve had enough! This has gone on far too long!”

“Baby, I know you are cranky but-…” Jane started.

“No!” Anthony stamped his foot. It did little to help his argument.

“I thought we were past this rebellious tantrum phase.” Jane shook her head, “Look, I’m tired. It was a long night. I just want to get you changed and then take a nap.”

“It’s been long enough!” Anthony yelled.

Jane acted before Anthony had a chance to pull away. She grabbed his wrist and span him around, the thick diaper compromised his balance and he fell over forwards leaving him bent over the mattress of his crib. He tried to get back up but Jane was already upon him. A hand in his back kept him in place. Jane worked out and her strength was enough to keep Anthony bent over.

“W-Wait! I’m sorry!” Anthony wailed. His pathetic display of petulance was easily overpowered by Jane’s force of will.

“Have I not been disciplining you enough?” Jane asked rhetorically, “Is that the problem here?”

Anthony was almost on the verge of tears. His legs were trembling and his padded bottom quivered with anticipation of what was to come. His eyes were tightly closed and he was tensed up but when the first spank fell it still caught him by surprise. Jane’s open hand slapped against his ass and he let out a little yelp.

It wasn’t the first spanking Anthony had received but no matter how many times it happened he still felt the humiliation and shame that he did the first time. He closed his eyes and tried to brace against the impacts but it did little to help.

Spank. Spank. Spank.

Anthony was practically crying as he kicked out his legs at the unwanted assault on his butt. He was pushed forwards against the mattress with each spank. He didn’t count how many he had received but by the time Jane had stopped Anthony was sniffling pathetically.

“Are you ready to get your diaper changed now?” Jane asked pointedly.

“Yes.” Anthony answered quietly.

Another spank against Anthony’s rear caused him to yelp.

“What was that?” Jane asked.

“Yes, Mommy…” Anthony sighed. His face was blazing with humiliation, “Could you please change my diaper?”

“Certainly.” Jane said as she let Anthony stand up.

Anthony felt miserable as he waddled across the room. Despite the padding provided by the diaper he could still feel that his ass was going to be bruised. He clambered on to the changing table and laid back. He’d had hundreds of diaper changes at this point but it never got less embarrassing. He could never forget that he was a fully grown adult man having his diaper changed, his whole life seemed to be about diapers. He dreaded using them, he dreaded the anticipation of a change, he dreaded the changes themselves and he dreaded the crinkling of a fresh one. They were never far from his thoughts.

Anthony heard the tapes getting pulled off the front of the diaper. The hot padding was lowered between his legs, his junk felt like it unfurled a little as the cool air of the bedroom brought a chill. Anthony braced for the cold baby wipes, he had always thought that someone touching his genitals would be inherently sexual but there was nothing exciting about the cold and calculating way Jane cleaned him up.

Once the wiping was done the old diaper was pulled out from under Anthony and balled up. There was a thump as it was dropped into the diaper pail next to the end of the table. Once or twice a week it was Anthony’s job to waddle out to the trash with his diaper pail to empty it out. It was always a particularly stinky and unpleasant job which wasn’t even to mention the embarrassment at potentially being seen whilst doing it.

A new diaper was pulled out and unfolded. Anthony lifted up to allow his wife to slip it under him but as he did so he saw her pause. She reached out a hand and touched an area that felt bruised. She pursed her lips before reaching under the changing table again.

“What’s going on?” Anthony asked as Jane seemed to search for something on one of the shelves.

“I think you’re getting a diaper rash.” Jane stated matter-of-factly, “We have some cream that should help.”

As if things couldn’t get any worse, Anthony thought. Was there anything more embarrassing than a diaper rash? Did anything signify how helplessly dependant on diaper someone was like getting a rash from wearing one? Anthony couldn’t think of much and as he felt the cream getting rubbed on his skin the smell that wafted up seemed to evoke forgotten memories of childhood. Not only was he going to look and sound like a baby but now he was going to smell like one too.

Once the area was slathered in cream Jane sprinkled baby powder over his crotch and then rubbed it in. With all of that done the front of the diaper was lifted and taped closed. Anthony was helped off the table and on to the floor. His fresh diaper crinkled noisily around his waist as he shifted on his feet.

“We aren’t going anywhere today so I think this will do.” Jane said as she pulled something out of the closet.

There was little in the closet that surprised Anthony these days since he had worn most of it. This outfit, if it could be called that, was no exception. It was probably the most basic baby clothes he owned, a simple white onesie with frills around the leg and arm holes. The word “BABY” was embroidered in red capital letters across the chest.

After being dressed Anthony was taken downstairs and all he could think about was how he was still hard in his diaper. Whether it was the diapers, the spanking or knowing his wife had slept with another man Anthony had no idea but something was turning him on and he didn’t like it at all.

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Anthony sat in his car feeling particularly angry. The previous day had been awful and there was no sign anything was going to get better. He couldn’t stop thinking about how bad everything had become recently. His wife was actively cheating on him, though he supposed she wasn’t trying to hide it so was it still considered cheating?

With a shake of the head Anthony took a deep breath as his knuckles turned white from holding the steering wheel so tightly. It didn’t matter how open Jane was about it all, she was still sleeping with another man and there was nothing he could do about it. She was the one with all the power in their relationship and she was the one with the money. If he demanded everything stop and he stood his ground it would mean he lose his wife, his home, his job and, most likely, whatever remained of his dignity.

The alarm on Anthony’s phone went off and he reluctantly got out of the car and collected his briefcase. His diaper was already damp and it hung slightly between his legs as he turned towards the building.

Anthony had been sat in his car outside his office for the last fifteen minutes trying to avoid going into the building until the last possible moment. It was something he had been doing a lot recently. He had once been known for coming in early and saying hello to everyone, now he waited until the last possible second and avoided as many people as possible. He couldn’t bear to think that people might find out about his terrible secret.

Walking into the building Anthony tried not to let the stresses from his home life show too much. He put his head down and hurried past the reception desk to his office. There was one positive to going to work though, and it was a big one. It was pretty much the only place where Anthony was able to be an adult. Apart from the ever-present diaper he looked the same as he always had. He didn’t need to worry about being embarrassed by Jane, he didn’t need to worry about having to crawl around or be spoon fed. As long as he kept his diapers private he was doing fine, it was something he had managed ever since the punishment started.

“Good morning, Doctor.” A female voice rang out sunnily, “I thought you were about to be late.”

Of course there was one person that wouldn’t let Anthony forget that no matter where he went he was a baby. Mandy was the older sister and caretaker of the boy who started all this mess, Joey. It was that young man’s humiliation that caused the twins to be punished and then when Anthony was caught up in it the punishment extended to him as well. Mandy had never let Anthony forget it despite the months that had passed.

“Mandy.” Anthony said coldly by way of a greeting.

“I was just bringing you some forms.” Mandy said as she pointed at the desk.

“Yeah, well, thank you.” Anthony said gruffly, “You may leave.”

Anthony saw Mandy smile at him. She started walking towards the office door which meant she had to walk past Anthony. The diapered man stood stiffly and waited for her to leave. She stopped when she got level with him and then, as casually as anything in the world, she slipped a hand down the back of Anthony’s pants.

Anthony tensed up. Just like his wife, Mandy had him by the balls and if he displeased her there was a good chance his whole life would blow up. He had no choice but to grin and bear it as Mandy prodded and squeezed the obviously wet padding.

“I think you can wait a while before a change.” Mandy said, “Until lunchtime at least.”

“Are you done?” Anthony growled.

Anthony knew that he was all bark and no bite. If Mandy wanted to stand there all day with her hand down his pants he knew there was little he could do to stop her. According to the rules of this bizarre set up the only person allowed to change his diaper at the office was Mandy. He was strictly forbidden from changing himself no matter what the circumstances. It meant Anthony knew that his wife and Mandy were in contact a lot, it didn’t make him feel good.

“I’ll see you later.” Mandy said as she gave Anthony’s diaper one last squeeze.

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