That cage chafed so badly that I rubbed it just trying to get it to give me some relief.
And Daddy saw me.
One month in the cage. He ordered. And a good cleaning.
What did Daddy mean by a good cleaning.
He took me into the bathroom and took out his shears and started clipping every bit of hair from my body from the neck down.
Lift that belly he demanded.
I did as I was ordered and although I couldn't see my peepee I knew he was shaving all the hair down there too.
He spun me around to the full length mirror and there I saw myself for the first time all that stubble on my body but that wouldn't last for ever. When he finished he took out a razor and shaved my body again till I looked so very smooth. But that wasn't enough for Daddy. He then took out some debilitating cream and rubbed it all over my body.
As I watched in the mirror my body was covered in the cream and he had me stand there as it did it's work.
I was then directed to step into the shower and he showered off the cream and had me step out and moisturized my body.
It was nice to feel his hands all over my body but I looked like a baby. Ok I was a 350 pound baby with a full head of hair and a mustache but I looked as naked as a baby boy.
He put me in a pair of adult diapers and an extra large onsie and gave me a big baby bottle. It looked like one they use to wean cows on and what he put in it was the sweetest thing I had ever tasted.
Three of these a day for a month will make you a nice big baby.
I was embarrassed as he took me out in my onsie and we went to a leather bar and there in the middle was a big play pen that he put me in with three other boys in onsies. Sit down and play with your toys. There were toys in there and all around us were tables that had men like Daddy watching us.
I sat there for the longest time and then Daddy came up don't embarrass me or this could get worse. Now play with your toys.
I didn't want to find out what could be worse so I started playing and soon I was so involved in the play I forgot about all the men watching me.
As the month wore on I was growing bigger and bigger with Daddy's juice but he kept me in the same onsie and soon I was popping out of the buttons at the front. The hair was growing back on my body which was very itchy but if I played with it Daddy would get mad.
The others also were growing as I saw them at the bar and a few play dates Daddy would arrange. I went up a full 50 pounds in that month and when Daddy took me out of the onsie and put me in regular clothes once again and took off the peepee cage the added weight was noticeable but Daddy kept feeding his special juice and I kept growing. I eventually got to 500. I was so much bigger than Daddy but the weight had no muscle tone to it so I looked completely different from Daddy and every so often Daddy would shave me again and bring me to the play pen.