The diaper was oversized and it seemed she had planned it that way. She stood up and looked down at him with her hands on her hips. She seemed happy with her work.
"Okay! Let's get you up so I can inspect you!" she said as she pulled him to his feet.
As he stood there turning and watching her, she circled him and made little adjustments to the diaper.
"Now this is NOT a boy that's going anywhere!" she told him with a self-satisfied smile.
With this she walked around in front of him and leaned in and kissed him on the forehead. Then she squatted down and lifted him off his feet in one fluid motion.
"Nooo!" he called out reflexively as he felt himself going up.
"Wheeee!" she said as she hugged him tightly beneath his diapered rump and enjoyed his surprise.
He was a foot and a half off the ground now and looking down at her as he tried to overcome his shock. She was holding him just like she had before and he felt a definite amazement. She had lost none of her strength. He couldn't believe the excitement that came over him. He put his hands on her shoulders and tried to wiggle against her grip, but he knew it was no use.
"Now let's see how far you run!" she challenged.
Rob felt a tickle in his groin as the weakness set in. He kicked his pants-bound legs back and forth several times.
"Does he think he's going somewhere?!" Jody prodded as she started to bounce him and use baby talk.
Rob looked up at the garage rafters as emotions arose in him that he hadn't felt since their last encounter. A bubbling sense of shame and frustration caused him to emit a strange squeal. Then he started a whining protest.
"Let me down!" he complained half-heartedly.
Jody only pouted at him and continued to bounce him. She knew the process had begun.
Rob whined and kicked some more, but then he stopped when she started to sing.
"He's my lit-tle boun-cing man..."
She began to walk around the garage with him then. Rob looked around as the feeling of being completely controlled overtook him. His potency as a man had been totally negated. He began to sob and this surprised him.
"Ahhh! Is he crying because he can't get down?" she asked.
But then this emotion was quickly replaced by a kind of acceptance. Jody watched him carefully as his moods changed and seemed to get much pleasure from it. He was moving into the melting stage now where his physical strength would be drained away. Rob felt himself going limp and almost amalgamating with her. He was still resisting her inside himself, but his body was no longer responding. He struggled to keep himself upright.
"I don't think he's going to run anymore! Is he!" she exclaimed with a note of victory.
Jody continued to carry him around the garage like he was a feather pillow until the last of Rob's will to resist was depleted. This was the complete bodily weakness he remembered from the last time and had missed since it brought with it a pleasure that rose from his groin into his stomach and created a sustained tickling sensation around his navel. This sensation was so strong that Rob felt if someone touched him there at that moment he would orgasm from his gut until the touch was ended.
Rob was leaning almost over her shoulder now as the submissive weakness he was enveloped by sent sustained ticklish waves of pleasure from his stomach to his prick and back again. And Jody knew he was in the end stage now from the limpness of his body weight. This was when they both realized his urine was leaking out of him and filling the diaper.
"That's my good boy!" Jody reminded him, "Babies can't run with full diapers!"
Rob stretched his dangling feet toward the ground and concentrated on Jody's thick forearms on which his narrow rump was perched. She was not going to let him down, even as his diaper grew warm and heavy against her skin. She was going to keep him suspended there until he gave up all his notions of independence.
"I think we need to go out and say "Hi" to mom! She hasn't seen you in a while, Robbie!" she told him as she started to walk toward the door.
Rob kicked against her grip after she said this and a wave of ticklishness moved up into his abdomen. He kicked again and the same wave pulsed up. Was the source of these sensations in his resisting, he wondered? He pushed his torso up off of her after this in a last burst of strength and started to squirm against her. Did she really plan on taking him into the house to see her mother?! He kicked his legs harder and whined.
"Where are you trying to go?" Jody demanded, "You're staying right here!"
Rob started to pant and strain as he weakly pushed against her to free himself. But each time he kicked a jolt of pleasure surged up in him. His navel and anus seemed to be pulsing together now and he thought he might just climax if he continued like this. If this happened, he feared he wouldn't have enough strength to resist her even if she did want to parade him in front of her mother. He grunted against her in one last frantic attempt and he managed to keep it up for ten seconds or so, but just as he felt he was getting somewhere against her the pulsing tickles came and made him quit again. He fell limp against her after a while, unable to make a sound, his soaked diaper still held up high on her arms.
"Is my little runner ready to get his diaper changed and take his nap?" she asked him.
Rob was unable to protest or even move for that matter. So he wasn't surprised when Jody let him down and his legs gave way. She had to guide him to a sitting position and then allow him to fall flat on his back. He lay there looking up at her with a listless expression as she straddled him, undid the tape on his diaper, and then pulled it up and off of him where she held it aloft like a prized catch.
"Phew! Somebody peed a diaper load!" she proclaimed as she waved her hand in front of her nose.
Rob, weak as a mass of jelly, could only watch. He tried to move his arms and lift his head, but all of his strength was gone. His feet were pulled up and his legs had fallen open as he watched her step over him and walk back to her purse. She took a container of towelettes out and returned.
"Did you learn your lesson about running away?" she asked as she squatted over him and drove one of the moist wipes down into his groin.
Rob felt the tickle from his anus in his stomach immediately as she rubbed around it. She moved the wipe to his penis and balls next and he was sure he sensed a dribble of precum seep out of him. He didn't doubt that the diaper was full of his pre-semen too. It had to be. But as much as he wanted to look down at himself, the only thing in his field of vision now was Jody's big round rear end as she stooped over him.
"See what happens when you disobey me!" she chastised.
After he was sufficiently cleaned up, she moved down and kneeled in front of his open legs. Next, he heard the squirting sound from a lotion bottle and with that a ticklish jolt as her hand touched down around his scrotum. She pushed the lotion into the sack and slid it up to his limp penis which was little more than an excited clitoris at that point. She rubbed the tiny member back and forth and watched it bounce around with each pass. Then a strand of precum trailed out of it and she smiled. Rob in the meantime could only lay there as the tickles and pulses were sent up into his stomach. They weren't as strong as the ones he had felt while he was lifted, but they were more continuous.
"We need to make sure this little pee-pee is protected!" Jody insisted.
Rob felt like a child being tickled under the arms and around the waist at this point, that is, until she shifted her hand down to his anus in a subtle movement and began to circle the opening. This was when the pulses got more intense and the tickling became constant. Rob rolled his head to one side as his mind reeled. She was owning him now as completely as she ever had. She removed his rolled down pants and underwear from around his ankles then and tossed them aside. Rob's legs being free allowed her complete access to him and she was able to spread him wide. She leaned over and gazed down at him with a concentrated stare as she braced herself on her left arm. She was using two fingers to stroke his crack now, stopping at his asshole with each pass and then continuing up. Rob turned his head with some effort to meet her gaze.
"Did my runner lose all his energy?" she asked as she searched his face with a look of concerned interest.
Rob could only make a slight grunting sound as he felt her two fingers begin to circle and then push against the muscles of his asshole.
"You feel that?" she asked.
Rob grunted weakly again as her fingers began to slip into him.
"This is what happens to babies that don't listen!" she informed him.
As Jody slowly forced her fingers up into his ass, Rob's eyes became huge. He couldn't believe the sensation it was causing inside him. It felt as if her fingers were a long, dull object that went all the way up into his belly. Jody's expression became more concentrated as her fingers spread him wide and then disappeared completely into his anus. She held them there, buried in him to the hilt, as she searched his face and toyed with his prostate. Rob felt all these touches simultaneously far up in his gut as tickles.
"Gotta clean my baby's naughty hole!" she told him.
This was when she withdrew her fingers slowly and then surged them back up into him with a single thrust. The sensation was so overwhelming that it forced air out of Rob's lungs in a puff. He felt as if he were being run through. She tickled his prostate again with her fingertips and his stomach contracted with a bolt of pleasure. He felt his limp cock start to seep again as she began to push up into him with a steady rhythm, each time her fingers colliding, seemingly, into his stomach and causing pulsations that reverberated around his core.
