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My Adventures with super sissy (DC)

Once upon a time Clark Kent was the world most powerful (if only) superhero and had been known as Superman, a champion of justice even if he hadn't quite been trusted by parts of the government and treated with down right hatred by a group who guarded the multiverse. The former was know as Cadmus, and had settled into a semi uneasy peace with the being they THOUGHT was superman while the latter was the league of Lois's, who had due to a deal struck up with a 5th dimensional being known of mister Mxyzptlk (Call him Mxy for short) now each of the five hostile members of the league had minor levels of superman's powers while the real man of steel was left a helpless weakling. Mxy of course understood that the universe he was devoiding of it's superman might still need him and so that everything would go on (and so he could taunt the now helpless Clark) he'd assumed Kal-el's form and identity. in the mere year since Mxy had taken over Clark's life 'Clark Kent' had gone from a novice reporter to a award winning author, husband of the amazing Lois Lane while Superman's reputation had gone though the roof. For Clark himself however the past half year had been spent in diapers, dresses and constant humiliation, being forced to earn any and all diaper change with use of his mouth. for the ex-power house it was a cruel joke, and naturally seemed VERY unfair, but there was nothing he could do except be grateful that over time the female Lois's seemed to lose interest in him (A fact he hoped might one day lead to his freedom) though as their interest slacked, Lewis Lane, aka Nightwing, took a growing interest in 'super sissy' as Clark was known now. In a semi cruel twist, the Lois's hadn't really cared about Clark's attire just as long as he was in the massive bulky diapers where his once proud manhood was trapped, now just a one inch clit and his large balls turned into small sissy sized balls that almost just looked like one ball, referred to as a 'pom pom sack' by Nightwing's sidekick, a female Jimmy Olsen called Flamebird. These days when the former man of steel was able to earn it/managed to hump a stuffie load enough to cum he didn't even produce anything, at best he peed a little. Lewis meanwhile had seen from the start that whenever he was with little super sissy the ex hero was dressed in frilly sissy outfits and his trademark curl would be poking out from under a baby bonnet, and a series of baby food and cum stained bibs that declared him a daddies gurl or the like. Left between only being looked after by a automaniac nursery and ignore or having to be Lewis's little gurl, Clark hadn't yet made up his mind which was worse, only knowing that both fates were unfair. it would help if while Clark was forced to give 'daddy' the attention he demanded before changing any of the frankly epic dirty diapers Clark made (what he lacked in his former powers he made up for in diaper usage, a final 'gift' of Mxy) was somehow it was always when Clark had a mouth full of daddy cock when Mxy would give Clark a little 'treat', letting him see him having sex with Lois or worse, when a series of BJ's over the course of a month had been loaded with Mxy's and Lois's wedding and honeymoon. Nothing slammed home the point that no rescue was coming because no one knew he was gone like seeing his own parents talking at the wedding reception about how happy the couple were and how proud of him they were. dressed in a silk light pink nightie and one of his many bulky diapers that would sag, droop but never leak (though they did nothing for his constant diaper rash or the smell) Clark mewed softly trying to decide if he was willing to let the automated nursery handle his good morning diapers like it usually do or swallow one last piece of pride and ask the machine to call for daddy.. since Lewis would at least use rash care..

Lewis as per normal when he first got up was basking in a sun chamber, a room they had added to the ship to help boost their meager kryptonian powers to something a little more threatening and while having a light breakfast of coffee and toast, peeked in on his favorite version of superman in the whole wide multiverse. There was the little sissy, stewing in his own filled diaper and looking just EVER so cute in his pretty little bedtime wear and chewing on his bottom lip as he looked around, giving the AI that ran the nursery (A re-purposed Braminic 5 for added insult to injury) time to decide if it was gonna act or if it was gonna just leave him to beg for changies or, If Lewis was VERY lucky, wait for the whimpering super sissy to ask for daddy. It was odd, Lewis had never been into guys (or diapers or sissies) before seeing the 'new and improved' Clark but something about the little cream puff just excited him and kept him coming back for more even as the ladies slowly lost interest in the smelly little weakling. Taking a final sip of his coffee Lewis smile grew so big it actually kind of hurt as Nannyic five (his nickname for the repurpose future hero and superman fanboy) chimed in even as he lip read what Super sissy was saying and watching the poor weakling blush and blubber in shame. "Sir, the sissy baby has requested that you come and handle his diaper change, saying that he 'missies him's da-da.' Shall I let him know your on your way?" The AI asked, sounding somehow formal and disgusted at the same time. "Heh, of course, though make sure to correct Super sissy. it's she not he, after all Super sissy is a daddy's gurl." Lewis said, getting up and heading for the door.

It only took at most 5 minutes for Lewis to go and get changed, for reasons that only rao knew why, Lewis loved being dressed in his Nightwing outfit when playing with Clark though the ex-hero was both relived and humiliated as the handsome stud walked in, wrinkling his nose even as he smiled. "I had a report of a epic mudslide happening, and a request from help?" he asked with a laugh even as Clark mentally groaned at the lame pun. "Daddy! Your here! I'm so happy!" the ex-hero coo'ed, not exactly a lie since it meant a diaper rash cream diaper change but still didn't mean he'd like paying the price for his diapie change. "Aww, I missed you too princess." Lewis coo'ed, coming over and ruffling Clark's hair and making the humiliated sissy semi swoon from the touch. "though i don't miss that smell.. I really need to talk the ladies into letting me get you on a pill diet that'll cut down on the smell even if it triples the waste." Lewis commented. Since as was Clark was capable of loading a diaper so much it would look like he stuffed a few pillows in the back of his diapers he didn't relish the thought of somehow going even more though kept this to himself as he knew what role he was expected to play. gurgling and making sure a line of drool was leaking down his chin, Clark crawled super close to Lewis and started to nuzzle and kiss/blow spit bubbles at the hero's costume clad cock which was responding rapidly to the 'hungry' sissy, tenting out the material of Lewis's Nightwing costume and a throbbing cock head poking Clark's left cheek and leaking some pre, getting it damp.. For most strait men a total nightmare but for super sissy, this was a good morning kiss. "awww, somebody missed daddy lots! Tell you what stinker, how about for a change daddy gets you all cleaned up, then you can give him a nice long sloppy mouth present without making daddies eyes water?" Lewis coo'ed, a strong hand on Clark's head and holding it there while he bobbed his still covered cock head in and out of the sissies open mouth, making a line of drool going from the cock tent to super sissy's soft lips. Clark knew there had to be a catch, that something was up but he nodded in agreement with daddy that it sounded good, 99 percent to get out of his itchy and smelly diaper.. and a small tiny 1 percent that wanted daddies BJ to be super enjoyable for him.

Making use of his enhanced speed and the fact he could hold his breath for half a hour if needed to be, Lewis was able to quickly get Clark cleaned up, smirking over his itty bitty clitty and working his fingers while covered with a wipe in and out of the little wimps super greedy hole, gushing at how cute Clark's reaction was mentally and almost gushing in his pants as well as the sissy gurgled and cried out daddy, then sucked on his thumb while jerking his hips, clearly having one of his drygasm's. "Awww, somebody loves it when daddy plays with her pussy huh? too bad your not a big enough girl for a full on ride huh princess?" Lewis teased, making the blushing and gasping thumb sucking sissy drygasm anther two times before pulling his fingers out. Any hint of defiance or hate was gone from the little wimps eyes, as normal after being made to cum like that (Dry Cuming didn't actually make poor Clark less horny, it only made it worse.. Thanks Mxy!) and Lewis knew he'd have the poor thing eating out of his hand for at least a good hour, if not longer. 'Such a shame the Lois's never caught on that letting him drygasm makes him so easy to mold to your liking. they all thought edging and gooning was the way.' Lewis mused, knowing that a big part of the fact the ladies didn't know any better was he didn't tell them since he wanted Clarkie all to himself. getting Clark dressed in a fresh set of cloth diapers, snuggly pinned and with half a bottle of soothing baby power and loads of cream on the poor little things bright red from rashes backside, Lewis had his little princess stand up and brace himself on Lewis's broad shoulders while helping him step into the red plastic panties he'd picked out for the little sissy. which when combined with the blue sundress he'd also picked out would likely have Clark getting SUPER fussy, but that was ok. Lewis didn't mind a huffy little sissy baby, somehow when he was huffy Clark gave even better BJ's. 'I wonder if that counts as hate fucking? heh, question for the ages right there.' Lewis mused as the panties were secured around the big babies diapers and hips. Clarkie wouldn't even get a chance to see the dress though, as someone was clearly all worked up. As Lewis went to stand up Clark kneeled down and nuzzled and kissed Lewis's cock and gave a whimpering whine and looked up at him with such a pleading look that for a second Lewis felt ashamed of himself for holding back from the needy gurl, before he snapped back to normal. "heh, Ok Princess. I don't know what's got you THIS cock starved, but like a good daddy I know when to shut up and listen." Lewis chuckled, tugging his 9 inches of fuck meat out and his hand wasn't even cleared before Clark was sliding his mouth down the shaft. '…I really should scold her for not waiting but fuck it. what's a bad habit or two?' Lewis thought and moved his hands out of the way as Clark grabbed and tugged the tights down and freed Lewi's heavy balls, massaging them and pulling away from the shaft to shower them in kisses and licks while stroking daddy. '..Ok new rule. ALWAYS change him first if this is how he's gonna..' Lewis was thinking moaning and spreading his legs as he thought about just how lucky he was.

Clark was semi horrified with himself, going to town like a depraved slut with none of his normal restraint but somehow just giving in and going all out like this was making his fairy wand tingle and twitch in his diapies. 'Fairy wand? oh wow, you really ARE broken huh?' came a familiar voice in Clark's head.. Mxy! 'Sup super sissy? thought I'd check in and since you basically were offering yourself up for a nice and gentle diapie change I thought I'd give you a little push here and there to help encourage this happening more often. you ARE my favorite show after all.' the imps voice chuckled. 'I.. this isn't..' Clark thought desperately even as his drool ran like crazy and he was deep throating daddy now, only showing semi restraint since Lewis's thick pube's tickled his nostril's when he went too fast. 'Yeah yeah, whatever cock breath. Look, I've been giving you some grade A 5 star shows with me and Lois, Lana and even that twink Jimmy, but on your end of things it's been lame o city! So I thought I'd step in and lend some help before I have to cut you off.' Mxy chuckled, even as Clark moaned like a slut in heat and wet his clean diapies. 'Please stop this! I don't WANT to see what you've been doing!' Clark thought as Lewis picked up the pace. 'Hu, you sure? I figured getting to see me pounding Lois was at least SOMETHING hetro in your days full of sissy fagness but oook. consider yourself cut off! That being said, you still have a back log to make up to me and spoiler: Lewis has been spoiling you and holding back so your gonna start offering special kisses for his back side. You can do it on your own tomorrow orrr I can take the drivers seat and make it SO much worse.' Mxy snickered. 'HOW? HOW could you make any of this even w-' Clark started to think. 'Three words: Human toilet paper.' Mxy laughed then switched his attention. 'Damn, here comes the money shot, figured Lewis would last longer.. get ready to pull off and get a facial sissy or I'm making you ask for a ba-ba of 'apple juice' Mxy said then his voice faded away.

Lewis was shocked and surprised but also delighted as right as his load was about to burst out super sissy pulling back and jerking his cock hard, closing his eyes and holding open his mouth and sticking out his tounge as Lewis's load coated his face. "you know normally I'd be mad about you wasting a load but.." Lewis panted as he started to come down. "a cum stained face is a good look for you princess." "T-Thank you daddy I.. wasn't sure if you'd like it." Clarkie mewed, blushing even as he reached up and started to scoop part of the cum into his mouth, the rest he rubbed on his body and in his hair giving him a distinctive smell. "heh, Ok Princess, what are you doing?" Lewis asked. his cock still out and semi hard. "Marking myself as yours daddy.. cuz I wanna go to the park and play and get shown off." the sissy coo'ed and gave a classic superman wink at Lewis who.. for the first time since he was a young teenager, came hands free and coated Clark's face, making the sissy giggle and blow cum bubbles. "I take it daddy wuvs my idea!" the drenched sissy gurgled. A small part of Lewis had always wondered if once Clarkie was truly broken, once she was just a cock craving diaper gurl in heart and mind and wanted to be shown off with no having to worry about escape attempts if he'd still find the smelly little sissy as hot as he did, and as Lewis watched Clark apply a second coating of daddy's milk to his wimpy frame he had his answer even as Clarkie shudder and sucked on a drenched thumb, having a drygasm. "Your too fucking cute and somehow I love you even more now then before." Lewis said, scooping the cum soaked fairy up and kissing him, not minding his own taste on the sissies lips, not knowing that he'd had had help finally breaking the former man of steel or that there was still a tiny fight in there, but now it was 1 percent fighting to the 99 percent good gurl.. Not that Lewis would of minded as he let his happy little gurl pick out a outfit.

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Ben the wuss vs Nightmare Gwen (ben 10)

Ben gulped and looked nervous as he watched his mom and dad get ready to head out for the evening, on one of their rare date nights that had become even MORE rare after the disaster that had been Julie babysitting him. Still his father had insisted that they have a chance to get free from the smelly little wuss who whined and pooped himself at the drop of a hat (and was getting so bad even the noise of him filling his diapers could scare him into pooping even more creating a vicious circle) but as he had pointed out, Ben had always liked it when Gwen looked after him and ergo if they brought Gwen over who even Ben's mom as over protective as she was trusted, the little stinker should be ok.

Of course what neither of his parents knew was that Gwen had been excited to hear about Ben getting a new babysitter. Sure it had been fun for awhile to have a big chubby baby to play with and to show off, and of course she got a little power trip having him adoring her and obeying her every command (was as much as he was able to) but frankly none of that was worth the many, many dirty diapers. So naturally after hearing about how Ben had screwed the pooch so to speak on getting a new babysitter Gwen had made sure to get some alone time with him, saying she wanted to play with the bay, and once they were alone had laid it out for him plain and simple. "look here doofus, I'm getting sick of smelling like a diaper pail every time I come back from looking after you. so your gonna be a good boy and either convince your parents to get anther babysitter, convince them to take you with them on date night Or I swear your gonna be one sorry little diaper filling wuss if I have to come over and wipe your butt." Gwen said said in a low tone while having her phone playing her baby talking and coo'ing to ben up loud by the baby monitor so neither set of parents would know she was threating him. Ben, Naturally responded the only way a wuss like him could, going to bawl even as the back of his diapers started to bloat out but Gwen just popped a large pacifier in his mouth and went to get her phone back, not even needing to speak to make it clear that if he was a smart little wimp, he'd keep the paci in.

Now here Ben was, a mere 3 weeks later after Gwen had made her threat and Ben was already filling his diapers, sucking on a large black and green paci and in a white t-shirt with a black stripe down the middle of it (Onesies and sleepers were pintless with how big the wusses boom boom's were, there were dents in the walls from where buttons and zippers had gone flying off from a mega dump) and praying that Mommy and daddy would realize that something was wrong and decide to call it off and stay home. Sadly for Ben, since he was SUCH a epic crybaby wimp who filled his diapers and whined whenever mommy was leaving anyways, they couldn't tell anything was wrong besides the normal 'please stay mommy!' routine. His diaper had swelled out big enough under his chubby butt that he was almost half crouching on his chubby legs, the formally white padding was discolored a ugly blotchy brown and there where baseball sized and larger lumps in the back, the front hadn't been shared either as any sort of wetness indicator had long since been banished from his diapie. "Now Benny, I want you to be a good boy for your cousin, I know you two normally get along great anyways but well, you've been a bit cranky today." His mother coo'ed, Bending down and tickling Ben's chin and getting his to giggle and smile behind his paci despite his terror, and as always she seemed immune to the stink coming off of him. His father meanwhile was quietly muttering about how she was gonna smell like a diaper pail now, and they were gonna have to drive with the windows down and hope for the best. Ben started to take his paci out, to try and tell him mommy what was gonna happen if they left him alone with Gwen, but just as he got it out, a line of drool going from it to his bottom lip there was a knock at the door and before he could say anything thing his dad called out "come in!" The Door opened and there was Gwen, a big pleasant smile on her face and a backpack over one shoulder which right away started up a fresh series of bubbling fart's and ben's diaper started to expand more. Gwen had never brought over her backpack before when she babysat and Ben just knew that it had to be filled with all sorts of horrible stuff and went to cry out and warn his mom, though the effort of filling his diaper and his fear had him say something else entirely. "Going Poopie!" He babbled babyishly and got a warm chuckle and a pat on the head from his mother. "Yes you are!" She giggled. "Thanks for coming over Gwen, Your the only person really who I can trust with my sweet little Benny." "oh, it's my pleasure Aunt Sandra! You know I just LOVE playing with Ben." Gwen said, a warm smile on her face but as she locked eyes with Ben the little wuss knew she was letting him know how SOL he was. "What's with the backpack?" Ben's dad asked, trying to be polite but also nodding towards the door, trying to hurry his wife out the door before Ben's stink clung to her any worse and she'd have to shower and change. "Oh I just have some homework I need to finish Uncle Carl. it's the advance classes I'm taking, they really pile it on. Don't worry, I'll wait till little benny is fast asleep before I start." Gwen said. "Of course, you do what you gotta. it'll be nice having someone for your generation of the family able to count hi-" Ben's dad started to say, but a look from his wife hushed him up. "Do you want me to change Ben for you before we go?" Ben's mom asked. Ben looked hopeful, even as he made anther lump in his already packed pampers. If his Mom changed him he might have a chance to warn her about what Gwen was likely pl- "Nah that's ok. It won't be the first time I've changed one of his mega bombs and likely won't be the last." Gwen said, locking eyes and giving him a warm smile but her eyes said loads to him. 'thought you had a way out eh smelly pants? no way. you're in for it all night long!' Naturally, this made the little wimp do what he did best: Crap himself.

Gwen watched out the window, thankful that the little spell book she had gotten her hands onto had a spell in there for removing a persons sense of smell for a few hours otherwise with the lack of diaper changes she planned on doing tonight she'd of been suffering just as bad as the little wuss was gonna. Once she was sure that her aunt and uncle were gone and not coming back Gwen turned around and looked at Ben in his shit swelled diaper, even for the brand that Aunt Sandra got it looked like it was reaching it's bursting point. "So, looks like somebody couldn't convince mommy and daddy to stay home or try and find someone else huh?" Gwen said, tugging her backpack off and unzipping it, reaching in and bringing out her spell book. "G-Gwen Please! I tried, I really really did!" Ben mewed, trying to scoot back but well, his diaper was now almost half the size of him and he was basically stuck in place. "Benny Benny Benny.." Gwen tsk'ed, wagging a finger at him and then glancing down at her book. "Didn't you ever hear? there is no try. there is do or do not." Muttering a few strange words a bolt of pinkish energy shot out of Gwen's hand, hitting Ben's diaper as the wuss screamed and started to go again, even though he knew that his diapers couldn't handle anymore, he'd end up leaking and get in trouble for that an- And ben looked around, shocked as even as he pushed out a fresh (well, not so fresh but still) load into the diaper it just glowed and started to expand. "W-What did you...?" Ben asked, even as he balled up his fists and groaned, his tanks were running on fumes as he made one or two more smelly lumps to the frankly toxic diaper. "Aww, baby need more fuel?" Gwen asked in a mocking tone and she turned the pages of the book a few time and then some more funny words and.. And just when ben had thought he'd pooped all that he possibly could his tummy bloated out and it was like he'd been to a all you can eat place! Instantly he was making huge poopies, making his diaper glow and crackle which naturally only made him MORE scared which made him.. well you get the gest of it. "W-What Ohhh guuuuhhhhh did you Ahhhh do to me!?" Ben cried out, making scrunchie faces and curling his toes as the diaper grew and grew and his feet couldn't even touch the floor anymore. "It's evil magic isn't!?" "Why Benny, I'm HURT! Hurt and upset that you could accuse me of something like that!" Gwen gasped, a hand to her chest faking a hurt look, then smirking. "But Yeah, it's evil magic. That diaper is stuck on your butt till it weighs twice your weight, and with how many pounds you've been packing on it'll take awhile. But in the spirt of being a kind and wonderful baby sitter I filled you up to give you a fighting chance of not going to bed in a shit swelled diapers." Gwen paused and tapped a finger on her jaw, looking thoughtful. "though come to think of it that's basically how you go to bed every night anyways so I'll have to make it more interesting." Just the thought of Gwen having to make things 'more interesting' was enough that Ben's guts doubled down and his diapers were filling with mush even faster, just sitting on the bloated, brown and lumped filled diaper had him a little bit taller then Gwen was! "Oh -I- know, if you can manage to fill the diaper up enough to meet my terms, then you'll get a diapie change before bed. Fail.. and I'll put you in a stink suit and you'll be stuck huffing your fumes all night long, with a little magic thrown in to make you more toxic then normal. Of course normally doing something like that would fry some brain cells but.." And Gwen laughed. "Widdle itty bitty baby benny doesn't have two brain cells to rub together anyway does he?" She mocked. "S-Stop being a meanie!" Ben whined, his butt starting to hurt from all the filth around it and the effort of going almost non stop. "Tell you what Benny, I'll stop being a meanie.." Gwen started, putting her book away in her backpack, turning away from ben and then turning around, a realistic werewolf mask on her face with a voice modifier attached and making her sound even worse. "IF YOU CAN MAKE ME!" She growled. Ben let out a scream and well, his diaper swelled even faster as he slumped forward, having passed out in fright. Gwen chuckled and caught him, then blinked in shock behind her mask as the spell on the diaper blinked once, twice.. three time and then faded. "..Holy shit.. he actually managed to.. Jesus Benny, you're not much of a big kid but when it comes to pamper packing your a superhero." Gwen started, trying to figure out just how the hell she was gonna change the epically loaded diaper. "..I really didn't think this one though.."

One magic assisted change later (though Ben semi whined she cheated) and the big baby was sat in front of the tv, twitching and looking over his shoulder every 20 seconds at Gwen who APPEARED to be just reading a book while one of his mindless shows was playing but Ben had no doubt she was waiting to scare him again. Even if he'd had decent bladder control (Which well, naturally he'd never had and never would) the wuss had soaked his diaper four times already and was sucking on a bottle of apple juice since he was familiar with the taste, and could tell to a degree if Gwen was messing with him. Gwen for her part didn't bother with such mundane things as ex-lax or pee pills with a total and utter wimp like Ben, his own body was basically primed to go off at the slightest thing after all. As such she could only smirk as her magic came into play and waiting for JUST the right moment, she had a little jump scare planned for the wimp that would have his hyper bowels doing what they did best: AKA pooping himself stupid. Ben turned to look at her again, his bottom lip trembling and she lowered her book, a fantasy novel since naturally she didn't actually have homework and scowled at him, a act that it itself had a rumbling poot come out of him. "Jesus Ben, just watch your 'tard cartoons and stop looking at me! when I'm trying you'll know it!" She growled at him, which she was sure that in itself had fart stains in his diapers. Ben whined and whimpered and turned his attention back as ruby was about to scold max again when suddenly the cute harmless bunnies on the screen turned to face him, then got red eyes and face and seemed to jump out at him. the effect was to the surprise of no one, Ben screamed bloody murder and the back of his diapers started to fill up rapidly, smaller lumps coming out those he was pooting and stinking up the place as his diaper expanded, going triple it's normal size in mere seconds and apparently his normally never ending tanks hitting their limit as while he farted and whimpered, the diaper didn't grow any bigger, setting on a large but more manageable mess as Gwen put her book done and scooted in next to him. "Jeez Ben, knew you were a WIMP and a WUSS,.. but is max and ruby REALLY too scary for you?" she asked, as if she hadn't make it all happen. "Buh..buh..buh.." Ben stammered, his bladder going dry as he shook and trembled. "Well said.. come on, better get you changed AGAIN, then get some num nums in you." Gwen said, rolling her eyes like she had ALL the problems in the world when inside, she was cackling with delight.

One gross diaper change later and Ben was in fresh huggies and wearing a bib that declared him number one at going number two, his arms pinned down by the tray as Gwen cooked up a meal that would A) make ben go like a champ, she wanted a stinky diaper like before even though she doubted she could get it, and B) would be gross and make the big baby make all sorts of faces. "So Benny, I made a super awesome din din for you." She giggled, bring the pot of foul smelling mush over and scooping it out into a bowl in front of him. Even for Ben, who's dirty diapers SHOULD of burned out his sense of smell ages before wrinkled his nose and made a face, turned around from the dark green goo for lack of a better term. "M-Mommy already gave me din dins!" Ben weakly tried to argue. "Well that might be true, but a stupid wussy diaper pooping expert like you needs all the fuel you can get. after all, I'm not done with you AND you should know exactly what you'll be eating every. single. time. I have to come over and watch your smelly butt." Gwen said, going from a sing song voice to a hard one and glaring and making Ben fart lots =but his tank was truly on E so he just trembled. "I made a nice hardy stew for you, or is that ew?" Gwen said, putting the pot down and getting a spoon in the gross mixture, scooping up a spoonful and bringing it up to his mouth. "I won't tell you what's in it, but trust me when I say this will have you back to making those baseball lumps your semi famous for." with that she pressed the spoon on his mouth, but Ben was holding it close, trying to turn away and getting the muck all over his face. "Ben, I know I've been mean and awful to you tonight. and I know it ha to be hard seeing the cousin you thought loved a wuss like you being so mean." Gwen said, her voice soft. "but trust me when I say one way or anther this is going in you and I know where a enema kit is, so you might as well just open up." she added with a cackle. Ben, never know for being a bright bulb due to being a diaper pooping wussy momma's boy who'd never even gone to pre school,,, suddenly saw the light and in a flash of rare brilliance opened his mouth, though as the muck touched his tounge and made his eyes well up from tears even as he made a face, started to wonder if just taking the enema would of been better.

One LONG feeding latter followed by a bottle of baby formula that tasted more like chalk and had been burping like crazy even after Gwen burped him, and the gassy big baby was sat back on the living room floor, no cartoons on but given toys to play with and Gwen offering up a challenge. "if you can come up with a story with your toys that's entertaining enough, Not only will I stop tormenting you but I'll go back to the doting babysitter I was before." She promised but then leaned in, making ben fart and a little bit more. "Bore me however.. and I'll scare you SO bad you'll need a diaper change every time you see me.. so.." and she snickered and kissed her index finger and middle finger of her right hand then tapped them on his forehead then sat back in a chair. "Make it good." Ben gulped big time but even with his weak wimpy mind he knew that this was his best chance and even as his tummy gurgled and cramped, he scrambled to get his toys set up and tried to come up with a story, Nay, a epic legend to tell Gwen as she leaned back on the couch and tapped a foot, raising a eyebrow and tapping a finger on her wrist. "Tick tock wuss." Get started soon or forfeit your shot." She said. "Ok! Ok ok ok!" Ben gulped, his fat diapered butt quivering in fear and taking a big breath he started. it was a legend about how the stuffie kingdom were stick and tried of the nonsense toys from the dreaded toy chest across the room were getting used more by the great and powerful baby god. the stuffies figured as they were more soft and huggable they should be the only ones to be played with while the nonsense toys led by King rattle and prince jangling keys thought that they could share the attention. Before Ben could co on about the epic war that was sure to happen Gwen both blew a raspberry and gave him a thumbs down AND had taken out her cell phone and cued up the fail music from the price is right. "Sorry smelly, that story stunk almost as bad as your diapers.. So it looks like you get to keep being a scared shitless little twerp." Gwen said with a nasty smirk on her face. Hearing that he had failed his only chance to get nice Gwen back and having his creative genus insulted (His mom LOVED his stories!) Ben's bottom lip quivered and he started to bawl even as with a sputtering series of farts he started to do the one thing he was good at: Making poopie diapers. "Ugh, i swear to god, you must be all bowels!!" Gwen complained, holding her nose and waving a hand. Naturally, such a mean insult only made the pamper filling even worse.

Gwen tapped her chin, she really had to come up with a way to torment Ben or at least get him to stop hyper messing his diapers so bad and then as a terrible horrible idea came to her, a smile that would make the Grinch proud came onto her face and she pulled out her spell book and locked her eyes on Ben. "W-what are you gonna do?" He asked in a trembling voice, going pale. "Relax, this isn't gonna hurt.. I'm simply using a bit of temporal magic to make i-" Gwen started as she made the gestures in the air, pink magic showing up but was cut off by Ben. "What's 'temporal' mean?" He asked. "..Time magic. Time as in that thing you still can't tell because your too busy pooping what little bit of brains you have out." She said, rolling her eyes. "HEY! I can tell time! After super kitten buddies is on it's normally lunch time!" Ben huffed, still making softball sized lumps in his diapers as he crossed his arms. "Wow. Gee, that TOTALLY put me in MY place." Gwen said, rolling her eyes and then added. "If I may go on?" "Hehehe Yeah, I'll allow it." Ben giggled, having totally missed she was being sarcastic. "ANYWAYS.. This will make it once your diaper hits a certain weight, even if your still crapping yourself little the little poop machine you are, the rest of the waste." She paused as Ben looked confused and went to ask something. "It's anther way of saying poop. anyways, the rest of it will be time displaced and end up popping into the back of one of your diapers later on when there's room. Basically.. your never gonna get to enjoy a clean diaper again." Gwen said with a smirk. "Might motivate you to potty train~" Ben Naturally went wide eyes and started to yell that that wasn't fair, that she couldn't do this but by that point the spell was done and Ben whined and whimpered, the thought of being forever poopie wasn't a great one. Though then again he was semi what forever crapping himself, so it couldn't be THAT different but logic had no place in Ben's widdle mind.

Date night had gone somewhat well, or at least as well as it could since Sandra had kept wanting to call and double check on Ben all night long. Carl had of course talked her out of it, pointing out how much Gwen and Ben got along and that it would be alright, Gwen wasn't anything like Julie. Carl himself of course never bought that Julie had been some horrible horrible pervert and was more prone to listening to the girls side of the story and her horror had almost being smothered under ben's butt, though he knew better then to DARE suggest that Ben had been at fault to his wife. Coming in there the door there was the usual blast of stink that always greeted him when he came home, and he found himself still amazed that A) his sense of smell hadn't burned out by now and B) that his wife could not only endure such a smell but break out into a big grin upon getting a whiff of it. "MOMMY!" Ben cried out, crawling over with a droopy diaper butt though Carl was shocked to see it wasn't as bad as he'd of though. Normally by now ben would of had a personal bean bag chair going on around his hips. "Hiii my little stinkbug, did you have fun with Gwen?" Sandra said, kneeling down and scooping up the chubby little pamper packer and rocking him in her arms, then holding him to her chest with his head over her shoulder. "Uh.. yeah! Me and Gwen had LOTS of fun mommy! But.. Not as much fun as you and me have!" Ben said and if Carl didn't know better he would of sworn there was a brief look of fear on ben's face, but then the baby was going on. "But uh.. I don't think I needa babysitter anymore, you can just stay home.. or.. I'll look after myself! Cuz Gwen was telling me what a.." And Ben trailed off. "I was telling benny what a super awesome little guy he is and how smart he is." Gwen said, coming over and ruffling Ben's hair. "Sorry for him still being in a stinky diaper, he insisted on showing you how much control he has." Gwen chuckled. 'Heh, She's a good sport about this.' Carl thought and pulled out his wallet, getting a 20 out for Gwen and slipping it to her. As a rule she wasn't suppose to be paid for looking after little Benny but Carl thought anyone who was willing to put up with his constant dirty diapers so be compensated for it. "Well, I don't think your ready to stay home alone yet Benny.." Sandra was say and giving Carl a look. "..And we can't just stay home ALL the time either." he added, and smiled a Gwen. "Looks like your services will still be needed." he chuckled and led her to the door. "Oh I don't mind.. I'm sure me and Benny can have LOTS of fun.. right Benny?" Gwen said and gave Ben a big smile that had the little wuss whimpering and then bawling and farting. Carl was shocked, normally ben's diapers would of been expanding out more with a sob like that but Maybe Gwen was onto something with him having SOME control and as he walked Gwen over to her house, he heard his wife gushing and coo'ing. "Awww, your so happy about Gwen babysitting you your crying! Adorable!"

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Ben the wimp vs the baby sitter (Ben 10)

In the vast multiverse that exists, there are many Ben Tennyson's. Some became hero's while others became tyrants and a select few became neither, having never gotten their watch or been part of a 'verse where a family member did. still, out of that small selection of Ben's, one stands out more then others and those of know of him.. have labeled him wimp Ben. this is one of his stories.

Ben whimpered, not for the first time that day since hearing about his his mommy and daddy wanted to go out on a date night, but without him tagging along like he always did. the slightly pudgy and thus giving him the look of baby fat Ben was more then a little bit a momma's boy, something that she not only did nothing to discourage, but actually encouraged it via spoiling him rotten with loads of treat, hence his extra weight. Well that and the closet thing to exercise Ben did was running away in terror from anything that frightened him (and that list was LARGE) and filling the bulky custom made diapers that he favored the most to the brim which happened whether he was scared or not. It should be noted that his mother was MORE then fine with the idea of Ben tagging along with her and her husband but he step it was time to put their foot down and get a babysitter for him. It was pointed out that aside from Gwen who even then was getting tired of the little poop factory, no one else in town would babysit Ben. A few others had tried with Ben's mom close by as a trial and fled from the massive amount of diaper changes (and the massive dirty diapers themselves) and word of mouth had spread. "Actually I talked with a new guy at work today, his family just moved into town and he said his daughter was looking for some work as a babysitter. She a couple years older then ben but she's fully trained and apparently is known for being able to handle super duper poopers." ben's dad countered. "No! Only mommy! Gwen's ok if I hafa, but only then!" Ben huffed, stomping a foot and losing his balance, plopping on his butt. As normal, this of course scared the wimp who started to holler and sob, even as his diaper bloated out under him like a mini bean bag chair and making his mom rush over and try to soothe him. "One night, that's ALL I'm asking for. give it a try! and Benny.. if you agree to TRY and be a big boy.." he dad said and waited for Ben to stop wailing long enough to look at him. "I'll get you -5- Easter baskets full of chocolate." Since daddy almost NEVER resorted to using candy or the like as a bribe, this caught Ben's attention and even as he sniffled and rubbed his eyes, he nodded in agreement to try.

Changed into a clean paw patrol diaper and a green top and in black and white sneaks and white socks (pants of any kind just tended to get ripped and Ben didn't like going out during the winter anyways so it wasn't a worry) Ben was holding mommy's hand and sucking on his thumb as they dropped him off at the Yamamoto residence, Ben already whimpering and on the verge of tears when he found out his sitter.. some girl named Julie, couldn't just come over and look after him at home. He didn't know, and neither did Ben's mommy that this was part of his fathers plan to get Ben more used to leaving the house and had instead said Julie had some home she'd have to do after Ben was laid down and needed her family computer to do it. Mommy knocked on the door and Ben could help but try to hide behind her even before the door opened, nothing that his Barney themed diaper bag didn't seem to have NEARLY enough diapers for him.. and secretly hoping if he ran out that would mean mommy would have to come and rescue him. The front door opened and a tall Asian girl with her black hair in pig tails and wearing a pink hoodie with a black shirt under and a pair of white shorts answered, Smiling and holding out her hand. "Hello, I'm Julie Yamamoto." she said in a pleasant and soothing tone, making Ben peek out and feel.. well not as worried though he was still scared and he drew back as she moved to look at him. "and you must be Mrs. Tennyson.. and this cute little guy is little Benny?" She was still smiling and being pleasant, even seeing Ben and in his diapers, unlike other babysitters who while acting nice couldn't help but show their amusement at a 10 year old like him in pampers still. "That's correct. May we come in?" Mommy said, trying to be polite even though she wasn't liking this. "I want to go over Benny's schedule with you." "Of course!" Julie said and stood to the side, moving her arm to welcome them in. "though we should get Benny set up in the play area I prepared for him. Dad told me he doesn't like surprised so I tried to make one as safe as possible." 'huh.. that's more then anyone else had ever done..' Ben thought. '...suck up.' Ben's mom thought, but in they went.

Ben was exploring his play area, liking how soft and plush the carpet was and Julie had told him he was free to crawl if that made him feel safer. He could hear her and mommy talking but he put it out of his mind as he looked at the baby gates that had been set up, though Julie had assured him those were to make sure nothing but her or anther adult could get in to check on his diapers if need or give him his bottle. 'let's see, well lit, she seems nice.. this might ACTUALLY work out.. Still no mom though.' Ben thought then gave a cute little evil guy laugh. 'I guess the REAL test will be how well she handles all my super poopies!'

Ben's mother after grilling Julie with about 10 million and one questions (well, maybe not THAT many but it felt like, it!) was finally satisfied though still not happy as she came back over and gave her little Benny a hug and a kiss goodbye. It was during this though she put into motion her own little plan to help ensure that she'd never have to count on anther person looking after her beloved little wimp again, as she snuck Benny a little piece of chocolate candy that of course Julie and Ben would just see as a little treat and a way to keep him behaving. It was actually a baked down and reshaped whole bar of chocolate ex-lax, and given the fact that Ben normally didn't even NEED any help when it came to blorting like a champ His mother was all smiles as Benny eagerly chowed down. 'I give little miss Yamato all of half a hour before she tries to call us to pick up Benny~' She mused and headed out the door. Unaware that her husband would be shutting off both their phones and she had just condemned a poor innocent bystander to a night of smelly diaper hell.

With the over sized babies mom gone, Julie turned to Ben and gave him a BIG smile as she leaned down. "So little Benny, what do you wanna do first? watch some cartoons, play some games? Your the boss~" She coo'ed. "Hmmm..." Ben said, tapping his pudgy chin as he got a thoughtful look on his face, even as a muffled poot came out of the back of his diaper, making Julie wince and lean back a little ."Can I watch cartoons while sitting in your lap?" Julie mentally whimpered, a a second poot followed the first and despite the bulk of his diapers, the smell was reaching her, and making it hard to keep a cheerful look on her face. "uh, I think I better let you finish making boom boom first before I put you on my lap buddy." Julie said, trying to be nice. "huh?" Ben asked confused and then anther muffled poot. "OH! Heh.. I'm not pooping yet miss Yamato! dat's just poots!" ben giggled, a big silly grin on his face as he added. "Trust me, when I blort ya'll know it!" "..You.. smell like this when it's just.." Julie asked, color draining from her face and a small whimper coming out despite herself. the effect of her whimper on Ben had the wimp's bottom lip trembling and fat tears were building up in the corners of his eyes. "Y-You don't.." He sniffled and was seconds away from bawling. "N-No no no no! It's ok! I would l-love to have you on my lap, warming it!" Julie said, trying to end the bawling fit before it started. "E-even if I blort?" Ben whined, and rubbed a eye. "T-Totally.. " Julie said, trying to sound brave and then leading the farty boy over to the couch, sitting down with him in her lap and swearing to never let her parents set up anther babysitting job again.. and as her lap was subjected to three more nostril earing poots praying that the smell would wash out of her clothes.

Ben coo'ed and wiggled around In Julie's lap. She didn't have as good of a lap as mommy did for blorting but Ben understood that as far as blortable laps went, Mommy had the best one ever. as he got super into his show he stopped paying attention to Julie who was really being kinda rude, since despite saying she was ok with his poots and the like she was whining LOTS. In ben's little mind he came up with the PERFECT way to make her see just how LUCKY she had been till now, and so he leaned forward a little and gave a tiny little push. with Ben's spaztastic bowels that was all that was needed and with a loud fart that scared him (despite knowing it was coming, which in turn made MORE mush come out because he was scared) the back of his diapers started to puff out and rapidly fill, making Ben seemly get taller as the bulk under his butt got bigger. the mush wasn't solid enough to make the baseball sized lumps he was so proud of sadly, but Ben was semi okey with it even as he whimpered and whined from the noise his butt was making as he looked back and saw his diaper butt had expanded and was covering all of Julie's butt now and went to giggle.. till he saw the horrified look on her face. He let out a squeal of terror and started bawling big time in horror, even as his Bowels where were already blorting like the champs they were, doubled their effort and the room quickly filled with his toxic smell, and Ben wasn't the only one crying as the eggy sulfur smell had her eyes running too.

Julie had of course heard horror stories, but hadn't QUITE believed them since what she had been told about Ben's output seemed humanly impossible. As the hot smelly load engulfed her lap and the smell made it hard to see she realized the horrible horrible truth: The stories she had been told were abridged versions, leaving out the true nightmare that was Ben's poopie diapers. and despite the fact the oversized baby had already put out more then should of been possible, he clearly had more left in the tanks as he was wailing and crying for mommy and his bulky diaper was getting heavier by the moment. 'good lord! if I had been sitting with him on my lap on the floor he would of knocked me over by now!' Julie thought in a panic, her legs trying to kick as Ben doubled down (or quadrupled as would be the case here) and the mush filled diaper was covering her knee caps now. "Scary! scary! Wahhh! Want mommy!' ben was sobbing, rubbing his eyes and ignoring the fact his smelly diaper was threating to envelop her. "B-Ben it's gonna be ok!" Julie called out, though the panic in her voice would do nothing to calm the diaper pooping wimp down. "Y-You gotta stop before you smother me!" "WAHHHH YOU DON'T LIKE ME!" Ben bawled, his mommy never minded when he'd go in HER lap, so by his own baby brain that meant that Julie was even meaner. "WANT MOMMY!" The diaper was pushing ben up and getting big enough to cover Julie's chest now and while she would of normally shoved a real baby or anyone she was babysitting, it was shove the smelly diaper wuss or rest being buried alive in his hyper expanding diaper. even as she started to push (with her hands sinking into the mush filled diaper, almost trapping them before she pulled them back out) she had to marvel at the fact the diaper hadn't leaked or burst. Adjusting her gripe for his lower back she gave a mighty shove and Ben fell forward, Bawling harder and making her ears ring from the wails he let out but at least he was off her lap thought as she went to get up it turned out his sludge filled diaper had expanded out and caught her feet. Twisting and turning as she started to fall from her feet being temporarily trapped, Julie managed to land semi safely, even if she ended up doing a face plant into Ben's mush filled diaper butt making the big baby stop his sobbing and and wailing and giggle. "heheheheh Again agin!" he coo'ed, clapping his hands. '..I'm kicking dad right where the sun doesn't shrine for this.' Julie thought, getting up and having to choke back a semi laugh despite herself. She had left a face imprint on the back of Ben's diaper since the wuss had finally stopped going. "Er.. How about we get you changed into a new diaper instead benny?" Julie tried, not eager to plant her face back in the boys toxic diaper butt. "B-But T-That was funny and.." Ben started up, his bottom lip trembling again and Julie let out a whimper herself, before executing a prat fall and planting her face back into the boys smelly diaper butt. 'My sense of smell is already burned out.. at least this way I'll save my ears..' was her grim reasoning.

It took 5 move prat falls into ben's stinky butt before the big baby got bored of that and let Julie change him, which in itself had been no easy feet and she'd had to go and stick her head out a window five times during the change. Thankfully Ben took the fact she needed the fresh air not a a insult, but as a badge of honor, gushing and coo'ing. "Hehehe See!?! I knew it! I'm the stinkest and biggest pooper ever!" he beamed. "I'm not gonna argue with that.." Julie said, as she tapped him into a fresh diaper and have a naïve hope that maybe with how massive the old diaper was, the little wuss was pooped out for the night. As she wrestled a trash back over the old diaper and heaved it over her shoulder to put it out to the curb, a wet gross fart would prove that Ben had LOTS left in the tanks.. somehow. "I'm making more present!" He coo'ed, laying on his tummy and grunting, one eye closed. "That's...great." Julie said, tears threating to come out as she watched the diaper puff out. "Aww, no need ta cry! I know how much you love my stinky butt!" Ben giggled, his big baby brain misunderstanding the reason for the tears. "Oh yeah. totally." Julie whined, then excused herself to go and take the trash out, and had to talk herself into going back into the house.

With ben watching paw patrol in the living room while sitting on his self made bean bag chair (AKA his mush tush) Julie was desperately trying to call Mrs. Tennyson to come and get Ben. If for no other reason then he wanted Julie to do more faceplants into his smelly butt after his show was over. Her hair was frazzled from everything that had happened so far and she was swearing to herself that she would never accept anther babysitting job from ANYONE unless the kid was potty trained. Sadly as she kept dialing the phone that Ben's mother promised would be answered quickly if Julie needed anything, she kept going to voice mail. "H-Hi Mrs. Tennyson? This is Julie again.. look you REALLY need to get over here and pick up Ben! I'm not ready for this level of.." and Julie's voce semi broke and she whimpered. "PLEASE get over here ASAP or at least call me back!" She whined and hung up. As a loud fart caught her attention and ben's diaper ballooned out to even bigger then before, Ben's legs weren't even touching the floor anymore Julie whimpered and toyed with the idea of stealing a drink or two or five of her fathers sake before going back into the 'war zone.'

What Julie nor Mrs. Tennyson knew was that Ben's father had actually snagged his wife's cellphone while she had been in dropping off Ben at Julie's and had stashed it in the glove box of the car. He wanted to believe that Julie would be able to handle Ben all night long though experience had taught him otherwise and so he'd taken it onto himself to ensure no call's would interrupt his night out with his wife. which of course, left poor poor Julie all alone and doomed to endure Ben.

Ben Ironically was having lots of fun after being scared here and there with Julie, something about her ending up with her face in his butt or having to smell him just made the big baby giggle and coo. Of course he would always love and prefer mommy more, but he was thinking that maybe Julie would be okish for a recurring babysitter, his simple baby brain not grasping that Julie was desperate to get him out of the house and wasn't as amused by his super poops as he was.

Julie was in utter hell, complete and utter smelly diaper hell as after the prat falls earlier Ben wouldn't even humor the concept of changing his smelly diapers unless she did a faceplant into them or gave his smelly butt a kiss. She naturally out of self pride chose to refuse to lower herself to doing it again, figuring that she could handle the stink since she had dealt with worse when his diaper had been open.. Only for Ben to start bawling about what a meanie she was and how much he wanted his mommy again. and so, with ben giggling like crazy and up on all fours, wiggling his butt and looking over his shoulder Julie found herself sacrificing her pride to save her eardrums once again. With her eyes closed tight and her lip's puckered, she planted her face into the smelly warm mass once, twice and then a final third time, Unable to believe that her life had gone down the drain so rapidly that she'd been reduced to a stinky pamper smoocher. As she went to pull her face away from the final smooch Ben apparently wasn't done and pushed his butt back, knocking Julie over and on her back, looking up at Ben's smelly butt. "Ben don't you da-" She started to shout but Ben just giggled and plopped his butt down. His massive smelly butt covering her whole face up as her arms and legs thrashed about.

"hehehe where's da babysitter?" Ben called out, thinking this was all a very silly and fun game, never one thinking that Julie didn't actually love his big smelly diapers like Mommy and him did. to him, her kicking her arms and legs was just her playing around and he amused that she'd of been able to shove him off if she really needed too, again unware that in her panic Julie hadn't thought about that. Lifting his butt up and hearing Julie gasp for hair he called out. "There she is!" Ben coo'ed, wiggling his bum and loving this new game he'd come up with. 'I wonder if Mommy will like it too?' Ben wondered, then got ready to plop his butt back down. "Ben wa-" Julie started to call out but then the big baby was planting his smelly rear back down on her face with a squish. wiggling and smushing his butt on her face again, Ben called out 'where's da babysitter?' again then lifted up his butt again, though before he could add 'there she is' his tummy gurgled and grumbled and with a slight grunt the big baby started to fill his diapers again.

Julie was dazed and barley with it, half expecting Ben to slam his diaper down on her again and for it to be the last time when she noted he had paused for a second.. then heard the bubbling farts and figured out why. As the back of his diaper started to expand and get even bigger she let out a scream and managed to pull herself out of the danger zone and roll away, then scrambled backwards away from ben and pant and suck in deep br4eaths of the fouled air, though any air was better then none. "OH THAT IS IT! I AM DONE WITH YOU!! I DON'T CARE HOW SPEICAL YOU ARE, I'M NEVER EVER BABYSITTING YOU AGAIN YOU LITTLE POOP MACHINE!!" Julie screamed at Ben. Ben Naturally started to bawl, unsure why Julie was so mad when they had been having fun and playing a new game from his POV, but as the little stinker blorted and made his diaper grow bigger, his sobs were drowned out by the outraged voice of Mrs. Tennyson. "HOW DARE YOU TALK TO MY BENNY LIKE THAT YOU HORRID GIRL!!"

10 minutes earlier Mrs. Tennyson had finally noticed that her phone wasn't in her purse as she had gone to check and see if any messages had been left for her from Julie, and making her husband confess what he had done and ripping him a new one she had rushed to the car to check her phone. Hearing the pleading and begging messages from Julie she had called date night off and had made Mr. Tennyson drive them over to the Yamato house as fast as legally allowed and finding the front door unlocked barged her way in to find Julie doing some sort of perverted game with her little Benny, and then daring to yell at him when it was clear to her (those her slightly biased eye) that Julie had been the one making Benny sit on her. After chewing out Julie and refusing to listen to anything the girl tried to say in her defense, she helped her little Benny up to his feet and got him out to the car, strapping him into his car seat without changing him since she knew he'd take comfort in his squishy bottom. Mr. Tennyson, was less then pleased with having Ben stinking up the car but he was already on her shit list and wisely kept his opinions to himself, only getting out of the car to go and scold Julie who was in a daze.

"Look I know whatever happened, it's likely not what my wife thinks.. I'm really sorry for whatever happened." Mr. Tennyson said in a low voice to Julie. the poor girl was dazed and confused from her evening with ben and frankly smelled like his son's butt but again, Mr. Tennyson knew how twisted ben could get. He was quickly and stealthy pulling 20's out of his wallet and handed 4 of them to Julie before leaving her still in a daze in the door frame, advising her that she'd wanna open all the windows and get a shower or two in before her parents came home. Getting back in the car and wincing at the funk in it and the glares from his wife and Ben who was thankfully sucking on a paci so not screaming up a storm, Mr. Tennyson slowly pulled out of the driveway knowing that he'd never be able to get anyone to babysit Ben again.

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