"Please put me down."

"It's alright to be held." Ms. Nelson said as she continued to hold tim in her arms, "I know a lot of college boys who would love to be held like this."

Tim swallowed. She was probably right. Being held in the arms of a giantess and being so close to breasts as big as oneself was an incredible feeling! At the same time however it was somewhat humiliating.

"I really do want to get down. Please." Tim repeated.

"Ok." Ms. Nelson said as she lowered tim to the floor.

Tim looked up at Ms. Nelson. She was just smiling down at him.

'I'm not a baby' he thought as he stared at her skirt.

"Let's just finish my lesson." he said.

"Of course, baby."

They walked into the kitchen. Tim looked up at the high chair and, as he did, Ms. Nelson moved behind him and, without even asking, lifted him up onto her hip.

"Let's get you settled." she said nonchalantly. Holding him, she removed the tray with her free hand. As she held him, tim breathed in the strong perfume of her body and gazed at the red and black freckles which spotted her cleavage.

"All done." Ms. Nelson said as she moved him into the chair and secured him in place with the tray.

The lessons went fast and before tim knew it, the clock struck 6.

"Are my clothes, ready? I guess we're done."

Ms. Nelson smiled, "I'll check."

Leaving him in the chair, she went downstairs to check the wash.

When she came up, her head was shaking, "I'm so sorry, timonthy. My washer must've broke during the cycle. It never finished."

"Oh. Well, uh, what should I do?"

"Well, why don't you spend the night and tomorrow, I'll have my washer fixed. Besides, you're already in your pajamas."

Tim reddened. He really didn't know what to do or say.

"Ok, timothy?" Ms. Nelson said as she used her long finger to lift his chin so that he was forced to look at her, "I asked you if that's ok?"

He just smiled and nodded.

"Let me prepare some dinner."

"Um, maybe I can watch TV?" tim asked.

"Here." Ms. Nelson said as she opened up the math book on the tray, "Why don't you work on these problems instead?"

"I'm kinda tired to do work."

"Aww" Ms. Nelson cooed as she leaned over and squeezed tim's cheek, "Well, don't worry, after dinner we'll get you right into bed."

"But, I can watch TV..."

"It's better you get a good night's sleep, sweetheart."

Tim didn't reply. He just sat still and waited for dinner to be served. It was as if Ms. Nelson didn't even listen to him.

'Why don't I say something?' he thought as he sat there, 'I'm 18. I can do what I want.'

"Din-din." Ms. Nelson announced, cutting his thoughts short, as she placed an already cut up dish of meat and vegetables in front of him along with a sippy cup.

She had the same except, once again, she had a soda.

Preoccupied as he was, Tim didn't say anything and just ate.

As Ms. Nelson watched him eating and drinking, she said, "What a good boy. You eat and drink everything now honey."

"I'm not a little..."

In mid-sentence, Ms. Nelson leaned over and wiped his mouth with her napkin.

"Did you finish your sippy cup?" She asked, derailing his prior remark.

Her comments and actions embarrassed him and he just put his head down and didn't speak.

"Maybe we should get you to bed." she said as she stood up and walked over to his chair. Leaning over, she hoisted him onto her bosom and began walking with him upstairs, holding his bottom in one hand and pressing his head to her breast with the other.

Tim wanted to speak as he was being carried upstairs like a baby but once again, her actions so humiliated him that he couldn't bring himself to speak.

Ms. Nelson flicked a switch and, after pulling back the sheets, laid him down on a large bed.

"You sleep tight." she said as she tucked him in tightly. Then, she leaned over and placed her chest directly into tim's face as she pretended to adjust something on the headboard. tim got excited. Before leaving, she leaned over and gave tim a quick but wet kiss on the mouth.

"Good night, sweetheart." she said as she closed the light and door.

tim was so excited that it didn't take much for him to pleasure himself before falling asleep.

When he awoke, he found Ms. Nelson sitting next to him, the bedsheets were drawn back, and his pajamas were exposed along with a wet spot on their front!

"Oh, god!" he exclaimed as he moved to a sitting position and put his hands over the stain.

"It looks like someone had an accident. Did you go pee pee?" Ms. Nelson asked.

Tim didn't respond.

"I asked if you went pee pee?" she asked, this time raising his head with her finger under his chin.

He was really trapped, he had to say something but he didn't dare say he pleasured himself.

"Just a little." he said.

"Ok, then." she said as she moved her hands underneath his armpits and lifted him onto her lap, "I was going to leave you in those pajamas all morning but now I can't we'll have to change you into something else."

"What?" he asked as she stood up with him in her arms.

"What?" he asked again as she walked with him into another room. It was a nursery! She sat him on the changing table.

"What are you doing?" he asked nervously.

"I told you, there are no more pajamas and I only have one thing left that'll fit you."

She reached into the drawer and pulled out a thick, disposable diaper! "No! i won't wear that!" tim shouted.

"Well, it's either this or naked." Ms. Nelson responded as she began to undress a dazed timothy.

She was so deft at her task that tim felt the diaper after only seconds and watched in horror as she secured a large safety pin in front!

"It's a little thick." she commented as she placed him on the floor.

Indeed! As he tried to walk, he was forced to waddle! And as he tried to speed up, he even tumbled over.

"Must'nt run." Ms. Nelson declared as she lifted him to his feet and playfully spanked his bottom.

Tim turned and looked up in anger. As he looked up however, his anger vanished. Ms. Nelson's high waist, her freckled cleavage, the thickness of the diaper which he wore all made him feel ridiculous and virtually robbed him of any vestige of manliness which he felt he had. But he was 18, not a baby!

"Are we having little boy thoughts again, my little bedwetter?" Ms. Nelson asked, as if reading his mind, and then proceeded to lift his tiny, struggling body up to her chest.

"No!" he screamed crying and kicking.

"Awwww.." she said consolingly as she held him to her perfumed bosom, "I don't mind your peeing as long as you wear protection. Hmm. It's not that bad, is it?"

Tim continued to cry as she carried him down to the kitchen for breakfast.

....... to be continued...

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