Dan suckled on his pacifier angrily as he played on his Xbox. Greg stifled a laugh at the sight of a man the size of a toddler, wearing only training pants and sucking on a pacifier as he played a first person shooter game. He couldn’t believe how easy it had been to convince Dan to use a pacifier! At first, Greg had assumed he would need to put the pacifier into Dan’s mouth while he slept, but then Dan brought up the perfect excuse.
Dan had mentioned he wanted a stress reliever, as he could really use one. But he didn’t want to take up smoking again, particularly not when looking like a toddler. Greg had suggested a pacifier, and before Dan could protest, lied, saying that teenagers were doing it now to look cool. Somehow, it had worked, and now Dan was an avid binky user.
Dan suddenly stood up. His attention was still on the game he was playing. Before Greg’s astonished eyes, Dan bent his knees into a squat. Dan began to grunt. After a few moments, a putrid smell filled the air and Dan’s training pants were sagging. Dan sat back down, his training pants squishing under him. When he finished his game, he stood up and headed for the bathroom. Greg stopped him.
“I saw that, Dan,” Greg said firmly.
“Taw wha?” Dan lisped around the pacifier. One of the delightful side effects of the pacifier was that it made Dan’s speech sound like the toddler he appeared to be. Greg hoped that if Dan used the pacifier long enough, he would begin talking like that even when not actively sucking on the dummy.
“You just messed yourself on purpose so you wouldn’t need to pause the game!”
“I could’n pause ‘t,” Dan argued.
“Then you should have held it in instead of pooping in your training pants. We’ve been over this. Training pants aren’t built for number two. If you want to start messing yourself to avoid bathroom breaks while gaming, go for it. But you’ll need to wear diapers.”
“Fine,” Dan muttered.
“Wait. Really?”
“Yesh.” Dan frowned at Greg. “But onwy duwin’ games.”
“If that’s the only time you plan on messing yourself, that’s fine,” Greg said with a shrug. “Go grab one of your work diapers and change into it if you want to keep playing.”
“Fine,” Dan sighed. He left. Greg could hardly contain his joy. Dan was actively messing himself on purpose now! It was only a matter of time before he decided he preferred the convenience of diapers. And the pacifier plan was going great. Greg couldn’t wait to see how Dan’s near constant pacifier use affected him.