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Mommies widdle wuss (ben 10)

Her widdle nerd (ladybug and cat noir)
mommies_widdle_wimp.txt
Keywords male 909198, female 792175, human 78745, diaper 49347, fat 28036, diapers 13888, messy diaper 2521, diaperboy 1409, ben tennyson 93, ben10 89, crybaby 59, wimp 13, messy eater 9
It was a summer of action and adventures, and the Tennyson family battled monsters, aliens and villains and saved the world more then once. using a combination of experience, magic and a alien device to turn into aliens it was a summer that would never be forgotten.
But this story isn't about the Tennyson's who went on that wild summer, this story is about Ben Tennyson, who still wasn't potty trained (and honestly his mother had given up hopes he ever would be) and who due to his meekness and nature as a world class scardy cat, had elected to stay with mommy and daddy, though mostly close to his mom.
with a layer of chub that made him look like a over sized toddler from a lack of exercise and being spoiled with lots of treats from his mom, and sporting a shorter version of anther Ben's trademark white and black shirt..this Ben was rocking thick white and black diapers that were custom made because of how often the little wuss was going.
This little wuss had just waved off Gwen and Gramps and then went back to watching paw patrol.

On the same day when Gwen would be using her magic and Max would be going four arms to fight off Hex and Charmcaster, Ben was being woken up in his room/nursery by his mom and sitting up in his race car bed, Yawning loudly and his paw patrol PJ top lift up as he stretched his arms.
"Did you have a good sleep sweetie?" She asked, reaching over and turning off his baby monitor, having already unplugged the 3 night lights he used every night.
"Yeah! I had a dream I was a pretty princess playing with puppies and this dragon came up but he was all scared and just wanted hugs so I gave them to him" Ben giggled, tossing his Superhero squad blanket back and getting a whiff from his ripe diaper, bloated around his hips and with more then tinkle.
"Ewww! stinky!" Ben said, holding his nose but giggling, again reinforcing the image his mother had of him that he might technically be 10..but he was clearly 2..maybe 3 in all the ways it counted.
"heh, it's not that bad. You've done worse. wanna waddle over to your changing table or want mommy to carry you?" His mom asked, already knowing what he'd pick but she liked to give him a choice now and then with little things.
(it didn't help his wusseness that his mom was VERY over protective of Ben, to the point of homeschooling him because she didn't want the bullies at school to tease him)
As expected Ben giggled and held out his arms and She picked him up, a hand going under his squishy butt and making him giggle and patting his back as she carried him over. He thought the fact he like to squish in his stinky diapers was a big secret from everyone but both his parents knew it and so did anyone brave enough to babysit him.  
(not that his mom trusted Ben with anyone outside of the family, and even then, NOT Gwen after she had reduced Ben to tears and given him nightmares for a week by singing the itsy bitsy spider.)
Gently setting him down, she handed him Officer bear, one of his favorite stuffies (She had toyed with getting him a sumo slammer stuffie till she watched the show and deemed it too scary for Ben, and Ben who took momma's word as law agreed despite never watching it)
"Can I have a paci please mommy?" Ben asked, batting his eyes like he was asking for a ice cream treat for breakfast and just making her gush at how sweet and cute he was.
"Of course you can! what color little man?" She coo'd, tickling his tummy and pulling open the drawer with the pacifiers.
"Ummm You pick! they taste better then you do!" Ben coo'ed Kicking his legs a little.
His mom smirked at that, but he was the 'boss' so to speak and pulled out a baby blue one, popping it in his eager mouth and he suckled away while holding his teddy above him, mumbling around the paci to his bear.
One stinky diaper clean up later, and the 'treasure' dropped into Ben's diaper pail (which had been labeled Ben's Treasure chest) and she had him off of the changing table and tugged off his PJ top. Taking his hand and leading the way, the made their way to the dinning room so Benny could have num nums. (his bedroom was on the ground floor because Ben was scared of heights and claimed to get dizzy when he was on the second floor)
There was no point in dressing him till he ate, and they only changed his diaper because the aroma from his huggies affected how breakfast tasted.
His daddy was already at work and so it would be just Ben and mommy all day, something he preferred if he was being honest though he did like playing with daddy, sometimes he was too rough.
Helped up into his custom high chair and strapped in, Ben kicked his legs and sucked on his paci as his mom went and brought in a big bowl of oatmeal, with little bits of different cookies crumbled and spread all over and a large baby bottle of milk. She had left the choice of baby bottles or sippy cups up to Ben, but they both knew normal cups were out of the question and after trying both he'd settled for the baby bottles because the nipples were better then the hard plastic.
Tugging the paci out of his mouth his mom smiled and got a bib tried around his neck, white with multiple colored baby blocks spelling out 'mommy's widdle boy' on it.
"So does Benny wanna try and feed himself today, or want me to feed him again?" His mom asked, coo'ing and a hand on a chair to pull it over having a feeling on the answer again.
"Uhh Mommy, are you feeling ok?" Ben asked, raising a eyebrow. "Of course I want you to feed me! You make it taste like.. a zillion times better! a zillion plus TWO!" Ben said and held up three fingers to illistate his point, numbers wasn't his strong suit.
His mom just smirked and pulled the chair over, sitting down and then getting a bigggg spoon full of the nummies ready.
"Open wide~" she coo'ed, moving the spoon in and Ben giggled and did as he was told, then as the spoon went in he closed his mouth around it and and mmmhmed as he nom'ed away.
"So i was thinking Benny, do you wanna go down the the park today?" He mom asked, still feeding him.
Like all her other questions she knew the answer and maybe this was a little bit mean of her to ask, but she couldn't help it, the look of fear on his face mid bite and then the loud muffled poot was just TOO adorable! with his cheeks puffed out with oatmeal baby Ben shook his head no and shut his eyes, shuddering and more poots followed as he seemed to get slightly taller in the high chair and a familiar smell filled the room.
"Benny, did you go boom boom?" She asked in a loving voice, setting the spoon down and stoking his hair.
Ben swallowed the nummies in his mouth and then then nodded.
"Of course I did! Mommy! you know how scary the p-p-park is!" He whined, a hissing sound hear and more muffled poots, though he didn't get any taller this time from a mess.
"oh, it must of slipped my mind. Mommies can be SO silly sometimes!" She said and leaned in, kissing his forehead and calming him down slowly. "Forgive mommy?"
"hehe..Of course! after all, all you did was make a 'nther. " and Ben paused to blow a raspberry, getting some spittle on his mom. "Diapie that you hafa change!" he finished and giggled madly, wiggling his butt and squishing the mess all around, making it all nice and squishy and making it a nightmare to change.
"heh, that's fair." Mom said, wiping her face with the sleeve of her shirt and then picking up the baby bottle. "Drink?"
"It's like your psychic!" Ben coo'ed and opened his mouth, then wrapping his lips around the nipple and sucking eagerly, eyes closing, then going wide and pulling back, making a icky face and shuddering as he pooted. "Mommy! that's not strawberry! It's normal milk! too spicy!" Ben huffed.
His mother giggled at that, only BEN would find plain 2 percent white milk spicy, and again it had been one of her meaner moments.
"Ohhh did I forget to add the syrup again? I'm sorry buddy!" She said, though anyone with half a brain would hear she didn't mean it.
Naturally Ben brought it hook line and stinker.
"-sigh- it's ok mommy, please go and fix it..and just so you know, i'ma have the FARTS t'day now!" He warned.
'how is that different from any other day?' his mom thought, but then said out loud. "it's ok buddy. I know it's my fault. sit tight and don't go anywhere." She coo'ed making Ben giggle.
"Mommy, I'm in a high chair, where am I gonna go? to the moon?" he laughed then thought about being up in space and well, got a little taller.
"MOMMMMYYYY!" Ben wailed.

After finishing off his breakfast and getting a much needed diaper change, Ben was dressed in his trademark diapers and t-shirt and socks, having decided to stay inside for a bit after scaring himself silly during breakfast.
So scared was Ben that he refused to just sit on the couch or on the floor, he either wanted mommy to sit down with him so he could sit in her lap and be protected or he wanted what he called his fortress.
Said fortress was a larger then normal playpen that Ben and mommy had fallen in love with then they had seen it while out shopping (Daddy had been taken back by the price tag but with his wife and son saying please over and over again he'd caved) it wasn't set up all the time as some days Benny would lay on his tummy and color in hello kitty or paw patrol books on the floor or lay on the couch for a nap or even again sit in mommies lap but today, she was gonna be busy cleaning.
Getting the playpen set up in the right spot could be tricky as well, as it had to be in a spot where Ben could somewhat try and keep a eye out for her in case he got lonely,  
It also had to be within view of the TV where his mom would have it streaming episodes of Paw patrol, Hello Kitty, Bob the builder but after the diaper blowout from a few weeks ago harry and his bucket full of dinosaurs was cut out.
The final challenge for setting it up was the fact it had to be in a spot with just enough light where Ben wouldn't get scared, but not TOO much light or it would make shadows and again, scare him.
Hoping she'd found the sweet spot Ben's mom helped the oversized toddler into the playpen, mentally joking that with him being a little butter ball she didn't have to worry about going to the gym, and then handed him in his teddy from before, some soft baby blocks to play with, a pack of non toxic crayon's and a Sesame street coloring book that had any pages with a monster on it ripped out (So had maybe 3 pages) and then a fresh ba-ba.
"Please tell me you got it right this time." Ben said, farting loudly to get his point across.
"Yes sir, I used extra syrup!" His mom said, holding the bottle out for him and he started to take it, then smiled.
flipping the bottle around in her hand, he got on his knees and drank from it while she was leaning over the playpen.
She wanted to complain that she had things to do, but damn it if he wasn't just too darn cute. Still after he got it half drained she had to speak up.
"Benny sweetie, I need to go and start cleaning, can you show me what a good little boy you are and hold your own ba-ba?" She asked.
Ben paused from his suckling and pulled off, giving a huff and a eye roll like he had all of the worlds worst problems, but then took the bottle from her.
"I 'pose." He said, plopping on butt and apparently hitting some sort of trigger as he let out a MASSIVE belch and even blew his mom's hair back a little from the force of it.
of course while most boys Ben's age or even the age he acted would of been giggling or all proud, the burp had a different effect on our little wuss.
His eyes shot wide then he cried out 'mommy!' as a massive poot followed and the back of his diaper got a wave of mush in the back of it.
"Shhh, it's ok Benny. I'm right here." She coo'ed, leaning back down and then tugging the back of his diaper open and checking. For a normal baby it would of been full enough for a change but with Ben being such a super duper pooper it wasn't all that bad.
"I think your diapie can handle some more. Just color me a pretty picture and watch your cartoons." She coo'ed and then ruffled his hair and turned the tv on.
"O-Ok mommy." Ben mewed.

for the next half hour or so all was calm in the Tennyson household was mostly quiet, save for Ben talking alone with his TV show's and a burp or fart here and there. Cleaning the house took longer then it could of since she had to go without using any sort of cleaning equipment that ran on a motor/made noise since well, it would scare Ben, and as such they had long since switched from carpets to hardwood flooring.
Still accidents could and still did happen, such as when while she was dusting by the TV she accidentally knocked cords free and Ben's show stopped right in the middle of a big dramatic moment.
Despite having seen this episode multiple times, Ben's jaw dropped down and his eyes went wide, sure that it meant that his beloved hero's had just bit the big one and gone up to the dog park in the sky.
"NOO! CHASE! RUBBLE! ROCKY! ALEX!" he cried out, tears streaming down as he was up on his knee, at the edge of the play pen and looking over, massively loud and wet farts blasting out and his diaper bloating out rapidly.
sweat dropping and trying not to roll her eyes, Ben's mom rushed to get everything plugged back in and as the episode came back on right from where it left off she came over and pulled him out of the playpen, hugging him and letting him watch it over her shoulder as she patted his back and squished his bottom.
"Shhh shh..See? they're ok Benny."
"I..I..-sniffle- I was so scared they were GONE mommy!" Ben bawled like the big baby he was.
"Well there back now. it's all right. let's pause this and get you changed little man, I don't think your diapie is gonna take much more punishment." She said.
she had gone from rubbing his butt to getting her arm under it to support him as he semi relaxed, not wanting to risk him falling out of her arms and as he finished filling his diaper it had both kept going under her forearm and overlapped the top pat of it, almost forming a semi seal around it.
"Nooo! wanna finish and make sure their ok!" Ben whined and whimpered. "P-Please mommy?" He asked, and pushed back enough so that he could give her a pleading look with his tear stained cheeks and trembling bottom lip.
"..Ok. but Mommy better hold you, don't wanna have a blow out in your fortress right?" she sighed and asked. there was only 10 minutes left anyways.
"Thank you mommy! your the best mommy ever! whatever you say!" Ben coo'ed and planted and big old drooly smooch on her cheek before going back to watching.
'And Carl thinks I have it easy staying home with Benny all day.' She mused to herself.

After the show was over and one LONG diaper change later, Ben's mom decided that she would put off the rest of the cleaning till after Ben was put down for his afternoon nap.
Getting a blanket on the floor she sat down with him to play whatever he wanted, and wasn't shocked when it turned out to be paw patrol, with her as Alex and Ben as the doggies. Thankfully she had watched the show with him or heard enough of it in passing to play along with ease and they went that way for at least a hour before Ben's tummy was growling loudly.
"Uh-oh, I think somebody needs some more fuel for his little present maker!" She teased, tapping a finger on his tummy. "What do you think kiddo?"
Ben, who due to his constant diaper filling and well, being trained for lack of a better word to eat lots hence explaining his flab, drooled and nodded.
"Oh Oh! can I grilled cheese french toast sandwich?" he asked, licking his lip, having a .. odd taste in his food combo's, again coming from getting what ever his little heart desired.
"oh I suppose so, But I better get you a snack while I make it for you. don't want you wasting away." She teased, helping Ben up and then holding his hand as they to get him into his highchair.
Strapped in nice and safe and in just his diapers and socks, Ben used his fingers to snack on a bowl of vanilla and chocolate pudding mixed together as his mom started cooking for him, and of course he had a fresh ba-ba of strawberry milk on the tray for him to drink.
and naturally, by the time his sandwich's were done (She knew that he would want more then one and thus had made 3) at least half of the pudding was on his face,body and hair, Ben having just finished drawing a smiley face on his tummy and grinning like a goof.
"Look! I made you a picture!" he coo'ed, all proud.
"heh, VERY pretty but I don't think I can hang it on the fridge." She giggled and set the plate down with his food cut up and cooled and smooched his forehead.
"Why not!?" Ben huffed and pouted, then it clicked and he giggled sheepishly. "Oh yeah. never mind!"
"heh, see? I know my little guy would figure it out!"

After lunch Ben clearly needed a bath, but since it had been awhile since his last poop filled diaper his mom wasn't eager to just sit him in the tub and have him 'launch torpedo's' as Ben called it.
At the urging of her husband she semi toyed with trying to potty train Ben even though everyone knew it was hopeless, and by try that meant that they had a training potty in Ben's size that he could sit on while unloading in his diapers to get used to sitting on the potty and going.
Baby steps after all was the way to go.
Ben thought it was a waste of his time plush he thought the potty kinda looked like a monster, though when he'd expressed this fear to his dad he'd been told to show a little back bone for a change.
still, it was with a trembling bottom lip that Ben planted his diapered butt down on the light blue training potty, closing his eyes and slipping his food stained thumb in his mouth and sucking on it lots as mommy started the tub running.
The sound of the water running did help the wuss relax as he always like the white noise and well, when your a chubby 10 year old diaper wimp relaxing can only lead to one thing.
a loud fart shot out of Ben's butt, the Potty making it semi echo and the noise scared Ben, his eyes popping open even as his fear made him fire out more poop and farts in a viscous circle.
His diaper was swelling up but in a odd twist of fate unlike how it normally happened, with it just going around the potty chair, today some of it went in and expanded in there.
"Ah! mommy!" Ben cried out,whimpering and tearing up. "The potty is roaring at me!"
"Heh, Benny it's just your far-" his mom started, turning and looking.
Ben went to get up to turn and point to the potty, but with his diaper having gone in and expanded on the inside, it stayed latched on and his eyes went wide as saucers.
"IT'S TRYING TO EAT ME! MOMMY HELP!" He screamed falling down on all fours and crawling around in circles, shaking his butt and trying to get the potty to dislodge as his mother watched on in amusement.
'I should be filming this, I'd win America's funniest home videos for sure.' She thought with a mental snort.
walking over and kneeling down, she used one arm to grab Ben around the belly and then with free hand she yanked hard on the potty, pulling it free from his stinky butt.
"Shhh there there, I-" she started, but Ben cut her off and squirmed around, turning around and on his knees hugging her and smothering her with kisses as he bawled, bawling out thank you's and gushing about how much he loved his monster slayer mommy.
'..I really should tell him it wasn't a monster..but what the heck...' she thought and returned the hug, knowing she'd have to change her shirt after this.
"Heh, that's me, Professional monster slayer, diaper changer and chef supreme." she coo'ed as Ben sobbed and nodded.

Bath time was more tricky then normal, since after being so scared and pooping so much, Ben was worn out and kept semi conking out and his mom had to stay on him and keep him from trying to curl up in the warm water.
add onto that with him so sleepy it was a fight to get him to raise his arms and the like and it took longer then normal but at least it was worth it as she soon had a fresh and clean little guy.
cradling him in her arms he was Basically asleep before she even got him to his room and diapered, it was clearly nap time.
Not bothering with PJ's for the nap (it would of been next to impossible to get him in them with him this conked out) she tucked him into his toddler bed and planted a smooch on his forehead before handing him one of his stuffies, watching him snuggle into it and smile, a thumb popping into his mouth.
lightly tugging the thumb out she replaced it with a paci then after making sure that the baby monitor was on and drawing his curtains shut, tiptoed out of the room.
Ben just suckled on his paci, hugged his teddy and to the shock of no one who knew him, was filling the room with farts seconds later.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Commission for beastbear, enjoy

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male 909,198, female 792,175, human 78,745, diaper 49,347, fat 28,036, diapers 13,888, messy diaper 2,521, diaperboy 1,409, ben tennyson 93, ben10 89, crybaby 59, wimp 13, messy eater 9
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