The girl giggled. “Don’t be embarrassed, I know what you like to do at night…and you can do it here with me” she said.
It was too much for him, he was practically bursting in his underwear.

“You need a hand with that baby girl?” The voice had come from the doorway behind him. It was the girl’s mother.

“Thanks mom.” The girl replied as she hopped up on the changing table which had grown instantly to accommodate her teen size.

The mother walked past him and as she did, gently brushed his upper arm with her hand. “Relax sweetie, you’ll get your turn next” she told him with a smile.

He watched in amazement as the mother took the diaper from the girl and opened it. The girl lifted her bottom and the mother placed the diaper under her, she giggled as her mother brought the front half of the diaper up between her legs and fastened it in place.

“There we go…all done sweetie” the mother said as she finished.

“Thanks mom” the red haired girl said as she hopped up off of the changing table.
He was still in shock, but he couldn’t take his eyes off of the beautiful diapered red haired girl before him.

“You’re welcome sweetie…I’ll leave you to take care of him, I’m sure you can handle it.” The mother said as she smiled at him and left the room, closing the door behind her.

“Well….” The girl said, holding up another large Pamper and smiling at him.

He stood there frozen…this was real…this was really happening. He could be diapered for real…in a Pamper that would actually fit him. He was fully aroused and it was apparent.

“I know you want to….I can see someone’s little friend wants it too…hee hee.” She giggled as she pointed at the tent in the front of his pants.
Without another thought on the matter he snapped out of his gaze and began to undress. The girl giggled as he fumbled with his pants, his tighty whities got stuck on his flag pole for a moment as he fiddled with them which made the girl laugh out loud. A moment later he was naked before her.

“Not bad at all” she said with a smile. “Now…up on the changing table baby boy…it’s Pampy Pampy Pamper time!” she said with a giggle as she waved the diaper back in forth in front of him.

He did as he was told and climbed up onto the changing table, she gave him a playful slap on his behind as he did so. This sent a wave of excitement through him which nearly made him burst. He laid himself down on the table before her; he was fully aroused to the point of pulsing.