flying out to meet mommy

CW: Humiliation, Desperation, Bathroom Control, Chastity, Messing, Wetting

Buzz buzz. Drowsily, Ryan opened his eyes. buzz buzz. There it was again. His phone was vibrating next to his face. He looked over to see that it was his mommy texting him. "Good morning Bunny," the text read, "rise and shine, we have a very big day today."

Ryan was flying out to the west coast today to spend a whole week with his mommy, Amy. They had been long distance friends and occasional phone sex buddies for as long as either could remember these days, even meeting up a few times in real life to explore their fantasies in person. Ryan had told his mommy all about his submissive side and diaper fetish in great details over the years, in fact his mommy likely knew more about what made him tick than any of his previous girlfriends. Over the years they had roleplayed in a thousand different scenarios, but it most often came back to diapers. His diapers. Recently they had found a mutual gap in their schedules and decided Ryan should fly out to see her and spend a week as her baby. It was his ultimate fantasy to be able to spend such a long stretch of time in his diapers. Amy in turn was loving the complete control she was able to have over him.

One month before the trip, she started planning out all his meals for him. He would have to cook them exactly to her specifications as she watched on a video call. Ryan was so dedicated to being obedient that he didn't even notice that all of his meals packed full of fiber. She would text him at least 4 times a day and make him stop whatever he was doing to chug 16 ounces of water. Ryan was completely oblivious to the fact that she was making him incredibly regular. He may have noticed if he were padded, but one month before the trip, she told him that he was also going to have to take a break from diapers until he came to see her. This drew a very loud protest from Ryan that was about to blow over to a full blown temper tantrum until Amy made it very clear that she would cancel the whole thing right now if he didn't calm down. Ryan liked to wear diapers every day if he had the time and couldn't remember the last time he went longer than a week without wearing. Amy was insistent that all her rules were followed and that mommy knew best, and then waited patiently for her pathetic little boy to calm down. When the tears subsided, Ryan saw his mommy laughing at him on the screen of his phone, he apologized, she had won the battle of control. From then on, Ryan had to video call Amy every time he used the potty, and show her the result to prove that he wasn't sneaking diapers.

The next thing Ryan lost control of was his masturbation habit. Amy knew that Ryan often masturbated 4 to 5 times a day. She had forced him to admit it on a number of occasions during phone sex sessions as he was begging her to cum, often times as he was diapered and helplessly grinding his crotch against a pillow. "I don't know if I should let you cum," she would giggle, "how many times did you play with yourself today before you decided to text mommy?" Ryan would be forced to moan back through his pacifier an honest answer if he wanted permission to cum, and the answer was always at least 4. One month before the trip, the new rule went into effect. Ryan was only allowed to cum once per day until he came out to see her. He was allowed to cum once per day, at noon, and he would have to video call Amy so that she could watch him masturbate. She told him that he was on the honor system, but that she would be able to tell if he had cheated by how long it took him to cum and how much cum he produced.

The past month felt like the hardest month of Ryan's life. Mommy Amy had given him so many rules to follow, and she was always checking in on him. For his part though he had been pretty good at following the rules. The first week he got so horny as he was getting ready for bed that he couldn't help himself. He was so nervous at the though of defying his mommy's orders that he was practically sweating as he instinctively pulled out a diaper. He was having second thoughts as he sat down on it. His mind was racing and his erection was raging. He was so desperate. He couldn't even wait to diaper himself and grabbed his throbbing cock. It only took him 10 pumps before he had blown his load all over his stomach. He spent all night tossing and turning, worried that Amy would be able to tell. He spent the whole morning pacing, waiting for noon. On the other hand, Amy had been impressed with his obedience and control. When she watched him masturbating on their video call that day, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, he came in less than 30 seconds like usual, and his load looked more or less the same, but she could sense his nervousness. "Bunny, don't lie to me, when was the last time you masturbated?" Ryan looked at the phone like a deer in the headlights, how could she know? Ryan stammered and Amy burst out laughing. She had caught him and she didn't even mean to. Ryan began sobbing and through the tears told her everything about the previous night and the unused diaper and masturbating without permission. Ryan's disobedience resulted in an over the knee spanking that he would receive first thing upon arrival to Amy's house and his masturbation allowance was reduced to once every 3 days.

Buzz Buzz. Ryan's phone vibrated on the vanity as he brushed his teeth. It has been 3 days since he last masturbated and was desperately horny. His flight left just after noon and he had resigned himself to the idea that he might not be allowed to cum until he got to his mommy's house. He tapped on it to read the text message, it was of course, from Amy, his mommy. "Bunny, there is a package at the door for you, put it in your carry on and do not open it." Ryan's heart fluttered. The texts continued, "once you are through security you will call me and I will instruct you further from there." Ryan went to his front door and retrieved the package, it was box a little larger than a book and although Ryan could only guess at the contents, he has a pretty good idea of what at least one of the items were. Ryan's phone buzzed again, "Oh and bunny, I know you haven't used the potty yet this morning, let's go ahead a say that's off limits until mommy say otherwise."

Ryan put the box in his carry on and went to make his breakfast while his mommy watched on a video call. Oatmeal with granola, bananas, strawberries, chia seeds and honey. He had a large cup of coffee along with it that he finished just as the uber arrived.

The ride to the airport and security was uneventful. He sat down on the courtesy bench and put his shoes and belt back on and caught a glimpse of the box peaking out of his bag. He popped his Bluetooth headphones in and proceeded to call Amy. "Hi bunny," he heard his mommy's voice in his ears. "Ok, so I don't want you to talk at all ok, I just want you to listen to me and do exactly as I say," Ryan nodded yes in response before he realized to sillyness of his action. "Good boy," Amy said in response to Ryan's silence. "Ok sweetie, first thing you are going to do is go to Starbucks, and you are going to order a shot of espresso and a cup of ice on the side. Once you do that, I want you to drink the espresso and take the cup of ice with you to the nearest bathroom and then video call me from a stall. I'm hanging up now don't disobey me." The line went dead and Ryan sought out the nearest Starbucks.

Ryan entered the farthest stall in the restroom and hung up his bag, feeling very nervous. He just knew whatever mommy was about to make him do in there was going to be totally humiliating. He set up his phone on the toilet paper dispenser and video called his mommy. Amy's face lit up the screen and he could hear her is his ear. "Ok sweetie, still no talking for you, now first things first, I want you to take off your pants and show me your underwear." Ryan quickly obeyed. His tighty whities were so saturated in the front with precum and likely a little urine that a thick stream connected the tip of his penis to them as he tried to remove them to show Amy. Her laughter rang through his ears as he held them up to the phone. "Awwwwe so much pre cum!" she exclaimed. "Show mommy with your fingers how many days it's been since you made cummies." Ryan's cock was fully erect as he held up 3 fingers to show his mommy how long it had been and whimpered. "Nah ah Bunny, mommy told you to keep quiet, how about you stick those naughty cum filled panties of yours in your mouth so that doesn't happen again. Ryan did as he was told, blushing as the mixture of cum, urine and sweat hit his taste buds. "Now then," Amy cooed, "let's find out what's in that special little box huh?"

Ryan put the box on the top of the toilet and tried to be as quiet as possible as he tore it open. As he emptied the contents out he found a pink diaper covered in unicorns, a pink silicone cock cage that looked small even for him, a pink butt plug that, glancing down at his still swollen member, put his to shame and a bag that contained what he recognized to be 4 glycerin suppositories and a bag of powder that he had no way to identify. He also noticed quickly that the cock cage didn't have the key with it. "Ok bunny, let's get you ready for your big flight," Amy cooed through the headphones. "First things first we have to get your cage on," Ryan responded by glaring at the phone. "Now bunny, you told me you wanted to spend the week being treated like a baby right?" Ryan nodded, "Well babies don't make cummies." Ryan's eyes widened in horror, he pleaded silently at his phone screen, mouth still filled with his underwear. "Don't give me any of that, my rules are non negotiable, now then "Amy said, looking down to see that Ryan was still fully erect, "We do have to get rid of that hard on so we can get your cage on, and it is more or less noon, so I am going to give you a choice. You can masturbate right here in this public bathroom while I watch you so that you can get your cage on, but if you do that it stays on all week and I will mail you the key and you can unlock it when you get back home." Ryan's eyes nearly shot out of his skull. He desperately wanted to make cummies. But a whole week or more without them? What was the other option? "However," Amy continued, "iff you want to be a good boy for mommy and keep the possibility of me unlocking you on the table this week, you'll use the cup of ice to get rid of your hard on without masturbating in public like a pathetic loser." Amy looked down to see another glob of precum practically spray out of Ryan's still erect cock. "Bunny you're leaking, you may use your underwear to catch it and then return them to your mouth." Ryan complied without thinking, filling his mouth with more of his salty shame. Turning to the cup of ice, Ryan knew what he had to do. Amy was testing him. He knew jacking off in a bathroom full of strangers wasn't really an option. He took the lid off of the cup and inserted his penis into the ice and small pool of freezing water that had formed since he got it. It was so cold and painful and he wanted to cry out. He bit down hard on his mouthful of underwear and waited for his erection to go away, Amy all the while laughing hysterically in his headphones for only him to hear. His erection quickly shriveled up and he was finally able to jam his penis into the little pink cage, with another strand of precum shooting out the slit in the front at the exact moment the lock clicked shut. "You're leaking again bunny," she said and he quickly cleaned it up again with his underwear like a good little boy.

After his cock was locked away, Amy continued with her instructions. "Ok bunny, next we are gonna do the suppositories and then plug your little tushy up. This made Ryan's tummy jump. He was already feeling the signs that he was ready to poop and considering the plug it didn't seem like that was going to be allowed any time soon. Still, he was going to do whatever mommy said and prove that he could be a good obedient boy who deserved to make cummies in his diapers all week. Ryan pulled the bag of suppositories out and looked at them. There were 4 of them and he thought it was overkill. "Ok now turn around and spread your cheeks wide for mommy, I need to watch all 4 of them go in to make sure you aren't doing anything sneaky." Ryan turned around and obeyed, with each act of obedience bringing on a new level of humiliation he couldn't previously imagined possible. He slid the first one in and heard Amy say, "one." She counted along with each one. Upon saying four she instructed Ryan to then fill his ass with the large pink plug. As it stretched his asshole wide, Ryan heard Amy say, "five," and cackle as she watched the plug disappear into his rosebud. The last step was of course his diaper, which was both the easiest and the most nerve wracking as it was the loudest part of the process. Ryan wondered what someone would say if they were to open the stall door to see Ryan, a grown man, leaning up against the wall of a stall in an airport bathroom, ass plugged with a large pink plug, cock locked away in a tiny pink cage, taping a big poofy pink diaper around his hips, covered in cartoons to boot. Once he was properly padded, Amy instructed him to put his sweat pants back on and throw his underwear in the trash, since he wouldn't be needing them any more. He grabbed everything else and waddled out of the stall, hoping no one around him was any the wiser.

"Ok now once you are on the flight, we won't be able to talk on the phone any more so I am going to trust you to be on your best behavior. For your first drink, you will order a cup of coffee, and you will add the bag of powder too it. After that I want you to order the inflight meal and have a whiskey and coke." Ryan's insides were groaning. The suppositories were starting to take effect and he had a pretty good idea that all the things Amy just told him to consume were going to make him have to poop even more. He farted silently around his plug, which only reinforced his feelings. He hadn't felt so desperate in a long time. However he was going to do everything his mommy told him no matter what, he knew that was the only way he was going to get his cage off. He heard his boarding being called and said good bye to his mommy on the phone. He farted around his plug again as he stood up with a crinkle, blushing. This was going to be a long 4 hours.

Ryan found his seat on the plane and sat down and for the first time felt the full extent of his plug. It rubbed on his prostate and he leaked some more pre cum into his diaper. He rocked around a bit to find a comfortable position, one that took some pressure off his prostate, he knew he'd cum, even in his cage if his prostate got too stimulated. He couldn't disobey mommy before he even landed. His stomach cramped up and he instinctively hovered in his seat and started to push but nothing happened due to the large plug blocking the way and the diaper making sure the plug had no where to go. He had never been more relieved to be plugged. Once they were airborne, Ryan connected to the Wi-Fi and instantly was alerted to a text from Amy. "Hey baby, just checking in, how's that diaper doing?" Ryan looked down at his crotch and realized that he was, outside of a little pre cum, still in a completely clean diaper. Ryan texted back that he was all clean and dry. He quickly received another text back reading, "good boy! Keep it that way until you land and mommy just might make it worth your while." Ryan felt his determination growing as the drink cart rolled through the isle for the first time.

Ryan was about to start drinking his coffee when he remembered mommy's special powder. Ryan texted Amy, "mommy, what is the powder for?" Buzz buzz. "Does it matter baby? Mommy knows best," Amy replied quickly. Ryan knew it didn't matter and even if she told him, he was going to drink it anyways. His stomach cramped again as he added the powder to his coffee, he had a pretty good idea that whatever it was, it was about to make what was brewing in his tummy a lot more serious. An hour later as he was eating his in flight meal, (Amy made him get the vegetarian option knowing it would be the most fiber packed) he experienced the most painful cramp of his life. He was about to get up for the bathroom when he recalled his predicament. He spent the rest of his flight white knuckling his whiskey coke while strategically letting out little farts around his plug to try and ease the most extreme discomfort his bowels had ever felt in his life. All the while the ache in his bladder was also beginning to creep up. He decided to focus his efforts on holding in his pee as the plug was doing most of the heavy lifting with the urges of his booty. He had never tried this hard, nor at all really, to keep his diaper clean, but if this was how he had to prove to mommy that he was allowed to cum this week then he was going to do whatever it took.

Before he had even waddled off the jetbridge, Amy was back in his headphones. "Hey bunny, I'm just about to pull up to the pick up spot, what state is that diaper going to be in when I see you?" "Ummm, I'm still dry," Ryan mumbled, paranoid that someone in earshot might have any clue what he was talking about. "Good boy!" Amy exclaimed, "ok so mommy has a fun deal for you, are you ready to hear what it is?" "Yes," Ryan replied. "Yes what?" Amy said. Ryan hesitated, knowing he had no choice. Looking over his shoulders quickly, Ryan replies nervously under his breath, "yes mommy." "Well that was a little quiet," Amy mocked him sweetly, "but I suppose it will do. Anyhow, since you kept your diaper clean your whole trip, you are still in the running to be allowed to make cummies this week! Now then, when you see mommy, out by the car, you are going to go along with whatever she says, no arguments whatsoever." "Yes mommy," Ryan replied correctly and much quicker although still quietly. "Good boy," Amy cooed, "now then, you are still expected to keep your diaper clean until we get back to mommy's house, understood? Any how, if we get back to mommy's and your diaper is still totally clean, mommy will let you use the big boy potty and then she'll uncage you and let you fuck her brains out all evening before padding and caging you back up for bed. So what do you think bunny? are you going to prove to me you're a big boy who doesn't need diapers? Are you going to show me what that cock can do? Who knows, mommy might even let you fuck her ass!" Ryans cock strained against his cage as he heard the offer Amy was laying out on the table. All he had to do was deal with the cramps and hold his pee for another hour and he would get to cum, and not only that, he might get to come multiple times! He was beaming with confidence and determination as he exited the airport finally laying eyes upon his mommy in person.

"Bunny," Amy yelled as she saw Ryan waddle through the door. She ran up and embraced him and kissed him square on his mouth before grabbing his cheeks and telling him he was such a sweet little boy. Her attention quickly turned to his diaper. "And how are we doing down here?" she asked rather loudly before reaching her hand down Ryan's sweat pants and grabbing a firm handful of the front of Ryan's diaper. "Wow, all dry!" she exclaimed, "Well I bet we'll find some dried pre-cum later, but there's definitely no pee pee!" All Ryan could do was stand and blush. He had just agreed that Amy could do whatever she wanted to him and if he protested he would lose his chance to cum. "I know your all plugged up, but mommy has to check for poopies any ways," Amy said, again far too loud for Ryan's liking, before turning him around and pulling back his waistband until she could see the base of the large pink plug in his ass. "Good boy," Amy exclaimed as she ruffled Ryans hair. "Okay baby, let's get you ready for the car ride," Amy sang as they walked towards the car, well she walked, he waddled. As the were walking Ryan noticed that Amy was wearing latex gloves and holding a large ziplock bag.

Amy slid the back door of her mini van open. In the backseat was something resembling a car seat but was large enough for an adult. "Like it bunny? I had it custom made for you!" Ryan was speechless. "Now then sweetie, can you bend over the seat for mommy for a second?" Amy asked Ryan with her hand on his back, basically pushing him into the position she was asking him to assume. Bent over the seat Ryan felt his sweat pants pulled down to his ankles, exposing his diaper to the world. He practically bit his tongue to stop himself from protesting. As it turns out, the humiliation was just beginning as next he felt his diaper pulled down revealing his bare, plugged ass. "Ok now I'm going to remove you plug, I really hope for everyone involved sake, the plug is the only thing that comes out." Amy said matter of factly before grasping the base and pulling it out of Ryan's tired asshole. Ryan was sweating bullets, desperately trying to keep his ass clenched as the large plug slid out. He heard a plopping sound followed by Amy pulling his diaper back up. "Ok sweetie, now just step out of your sweat pants and I'll get you strapped in your car seat." Ryan obeyed, even though he was on full display, how many people were looking at him in his diaper right now. Once he was buckled in, the door mercifully closed and he was finally able to breath a sigh of relief. He started to release a fart only to remember he was no longer plugged and clenched hard, turning the fart from silent to the sound of a deflating balloon. He was strapped into his car seat in the back, still audibly farting when Amy entered the driver seat. "Wow baby is it game over already?" She exclaimed? "That's a shame I was actually hoping to get laid tonight." Ryan whimpered, "It was only a fart mommy," hanging his head in shame as the smell hit his nose. "And a stinky one at that exclaimed Amy, dramatically fanning her nose as she opened a window.

Ryan whimpered and clenched the whole ride back to mommy's house. He was going back and forth between what demanded his greater attention. Between the suppositories, his new diet and whatever mommy had made him spike his coffee with, he had never needed to poop so bad in his life. He pictured a balloon being filled with water, getting larger and larger and larger until it finally exploded. That was what he felt was happening in his rectum. It was just filling and filling and filling and he had to hold it in or mommy would never let him cum. Meanwhile his bladder ached and burned. Everytime the car hit a bump he was sure that was going to be the last straw and he'd helplessly flood his diaper and be stuck caged for a whole week. His position didn't help him at all either. The 5 point harness meant that he couldn't crouch his body up or close his legs or do anything to help him keep his diaper clean.

By the time they pulled up to Amy's house, he was sweating profusely. He was focusing every muscle in his body on keeping his diaper clean. He couldn't believe that he made it. He couldn't believe he'd kept his diaper clean, even with all the things in his body that were trying as hard as they could to make it dirty. Amy pulled into the drive way and looked back at Ryan, he looked absolutely adorable and pathetic at the same time. "We made it home baby, how's that diaper doing?" "It's clean mommy," Ryan said stammering, he was so anxious he could barely even talk. "Wow, mommy is so proud baby! Let's get you inside and on your potty so you can prove to me that you deserve mommy's pussy and ass." Amy got out of the car and walked around and opened the door and removed Ryan's car seat straps. It then finally dawned on Ryan that he was still not wearing pants and that Amy's neighbors might see. "Pants, mommy," Ryan said, somewhat pleading. "No way mister," Amy replied, "no one cares about your diaper sweetie, that's just what babies wear, plus I gotta check you again before we go inside to make sure none of those farts were a little a little extra." Ryan sat paralyzed, refusing to move. "Listen buster," Amy said raising her voice, "you have to the count of 3 to get out of the car or you can kiss cummies goodbye, not only that but we'll wait out here until you lose control and then you can take your walk of shame with a droopy poopy brown bottom, the choice is yours, 3...2..." Ryan sprang out of the car before Amy got to one and stood in the driveway, only in a t shirt and diaper, feeling nervous and exposed. She was mercifully quick about checking his diaper this time, even if she was still rather loud about remarking that there were still "no poopies back there."

At the front door, Amy ordered Ryan on to his hands and knees as she looked for her keys. "Babies crawl in my house," she explained. Ryan got down on his hands and knees, nose practically touching the door as a loud fart rumbled in his diaper. Being on all fours was making his task of holding everything in just that much more difficult. Ryan scampered inside the second the door opened darting straight forward then turning to the left, then back to the right before sitting down on his butt. "Where are we running off to?" Amy called behind him. "Bathroom mommy!!" Ryan yelled, tugging at the front of his diaper, he was shaking. "It's upstairs silly, hold your horses I'm coming." Ryan began crawling frantically for the stairs on the other side of the room. Crawling up them was rather difficult and Ryan fell back off the first step and on to his butt causing him to almost lose control of his bladder. Picking himself up, he tried again, this time with much more concentration and resolve, tiny little toots shooting out of his quivering asshole with every stair. At the top step he finally saw it, the toilet, the big boy potty, his ticket to cummy fun time. Amy stood right behind him a few steps below as he reached the top, his diapered bottom right at her eye level. Right as he was crawling up the final step, Amy watched him freeze, one knee on the landing, the other still on the top step. Ryan began whimpering pathetically, and along with a bunch of semi unintelligible baby babble and crying, Amy watched as Ryan finally lost control, only steps from the toilet. He lost control of his bowels first. With how much fast acting laxative powder she had made him consume earlier she had no idea how he had made it this long. It didn't explode out as Ryan imagined it would earlier. Staring directly at the toilet Ryan was un able to stop his body as he grunted and pushed out a massive and hard turd that stretched his asshole wider than the plug had earlier. Ryan had tried so hard to hold it that he now found himself un able to stop himself from doing the opposite. It took so much effort to push it through that Ryan moaned in relief as the widest part passed, which was immediately followed by the explosion he had been expecting all along as two days worth of soft mushy poop flew out of him like a fountain. The firmer part of his poop had clearly been acting like a stopper and now there was nothing to hold it back. Amy watched as Ryan remained frozen on all fours, eyes locked on the toilet as he filled his diaper with the biggest poop of his life. His diaper sagged to keep up as his mess continued to pour out of him along with all sorts of humiliating farts and cracks and growls. Amy waited patiently as Ryan filled his diaper on all fours for the better part of five minutes. As the crackling and farting stopped, Ryan whimpered and moaned as a soft hiss filled the room, the icing on the cake of his pathetic display, as Ryan finally wet his now incredibly poopy diaper. "Tsk tsk tsk" Amy tutted from behind Ryan, still on all fours, "and to think you were that close... Maybe next time you won't argue you with mommy about getting out of the car." Ryan hung his head even further in shame, realizing that if he had just listened to his mommy he would have been allowed to cum tonight. "It's ok baby, mommy isn't mad, that's just what babies do in their diapers and since you are obviously still such a little baby, it wouldn't be appropriate for you to be making cummies, like this now would it huh?" Ryan was still frozen as Amy explained his reality to him. Of course, everything she was saying was right, and the way she said it so matter of factly made him truly feel like a pathetic little baby. "Anyhow, now mommy needs to use the potty, come with me so I can show you how to use it next time we try potty training." Amy said as she ruffled Ryan's hair, pushing him until he started crawling into the bathroom, giggling all the while. Amy pulled her panties down and pulled up her dress and sat down on the toilet as the directed Ryan to sit at her feet, squishing his mess even further as he sat down. Amy put her hand on Ryan's head and gently played with his hair as the sound her peeing filled the room. Ryan's cock twitched in his cage when he heard Amy fart, "mommy go poo poo" Ryan said. "Yes sweetie, mommy go poo poo in the toilet like a big girl," she reached back to wipe. "Now then, you might not get to make cummies this weekend, but that doesn't mean mommy has to go with out, I think I'm still gonna let you fuck my ass tonight, although by you I mean my strap on, the only question really is do we strap it around your waist, or your head?" Amy cackled devilishly. "First things first though bunny," Amy said, standing up and flushing, "I believe someone still has a spanking coming to them for masturbating without my permission last month."