It was early evening, just after supper at the Uzumaki household which meant as it had for the past 3 months, meant a few things. Himawari was watching tv, her favorite program always came on and as long as she had all of her homework done she was allowed to usurp the TV for the half hour 'shining magic pony ninja's' was on. before this of course Naruto had taken over the tv to watch one of his shows but well...
Hinata was finishing up some paperwork, having taken over as the Hokage as of recently, though the full details of why hadn't as of yet been made known to anyone outside of the household, save for Sakura Uchiha who was of course Naruto's personal doctor and was therefore forced to keep what she knew to herself.
Boruto meanwhile was 'helping his father with the dishes, which was a kind way of saying he sat back and made sure his dad was washing and drying, keeping a eye on the time and letting his dad know he better hurry up, at least if he wanted some time to relax and play before his bedtime.
Yes, Naruto's bedtime, not his son's as the currently 'on leave' Hokage was wearing nothing but a top and a bulky pair of teddy bear themed diapers, huffing softly around a pacifier in his mouth as he kept a eye on the time as well.
Three weeks ago was the start of what had grown into a big problem, Naruto merely wetting the bed at night into stinking up his and Hinata's bed and then well, even as the nighttime protection came out his daytime control started to back pedal till the blood was in padding 24/7 and having childish temper tantrums' about it.
Sakura had been called in but could find no medical cause nor a curse for it and just suggested early bedtimes and treating Naruto like the bratty toddler he was acting like, rewarding him with being treated like a big boy/an adult if he could act like like it.
So naturally Hinata had taken over Naruto's job, and the kids had become his big brother and sister, and were more then willing to help out with helping daddy get better (though naturally Himawari didn't handle his icky diaper changes, just his soggy ones.
Naruto had also been moved into the guest room of the house with some modifications made since he had to agree that it wasn't fair to poor Hinata that she kept having to smell like a diaper pail sharing a bed with him.
Naruto's diet likewise had been changed from meat and ramen heavy meals to more simple pastes and the like, in a effort to find a diet where he wouldn't be stinking up the whole house though so far all it had done was increase how often he was going.
Along with all the changes (pun not intended) was Naruto's 6:30 sharp bedtime, something that he dreaded because he knew while Sakura, Hinata and Himawari were all hopeful he would get better from whatever sickness he had, he knew there was no cure.
Sakura hadn't been able to find anything wrong with Naruto because he wasn't sick.. he was being blackmailed by his son into becoming a good little baby.
One might ask, what kinda blackmail could Boruto of possibility had that would make his father into a big baby bitch and the truth of it he had caught his father.. playing the role of being a big baby bitch.
it had been the day just before all of this started and Naruto had been home alone, Hinata had been at a dance class with Himawari and Boruto was suppose to be out for at least anther couple of hours with friends so Naruto had tugged up the thick babyish diapers he kept stored in a summoning scroll and had tapped 3 of them (Naturally the same print as the bulky diapers he wore now) around his hips and had been scrubbing the floor clean with a toothbrush, whining out loud.
"Oh Boruto! Please stop this! you can't make daddy your big bay slave! It's not right!" while pausing to rub the front of his diapers here and there. "what would your mother think if she found out about this!!" the wanna be helpless diaper bitch had added.
"Honestly, I think she'd be just as amused by this as -I- am. Smile daddy." Had come Boruto's voice and as the Hokage turned around, there was his son snapping a picture with his cell phone. "I think we need to talk.."
Talk had been one way of putting it, ransom demands made and met was anther. under the pretext of giving his father everything he could of wanted and more, Boruto made sure that daddy dearest would end up a diaper wearing loser doing all the chores in the house to earn big boy points while also making it clear he expected tantrum and fits to keep Naruto from ever getting CLOSE to big boy privilege's.
Naruto was of course fully free to ignore said demands but gosh, then Boruto would have to tell his mom about how Naruto had been huffing his and Himawari's socks and humping the toilet then begging Boruto to watch as he used a toothbrush to clean the kitchen floor!
"B-But that's not wha-" Naruto had gone to argue, whining and huffing, in just his diapers and sitting on his diapered ass, giving Boruto who was in a chair a foot rub.
"Heh, who do you think mom's gonna believe, her shocked son or the lying diaper pervert that's suppose to be her husband?" Boruto asked.
Naruto had just sulked and whined and Boruto, being the 'kind and understanding son' he was, had stuffed one of his socks in the loser's mouth and made him nurse on it.
So now three weeks later Naruto was once again racing to finish the last of his chores before 6:30 struck, knowing that while Boruto SAID it was just his playtime he was losing out on (which consisted of baby toys so Naruto wasn't really too upset about losing that) it was really the time he had to get a diaper change before bed/ a chance to get a boom boom out as well.
Since Boruto had taken over making the meals to show what a big boy he was, he'd made sure to add a little something to his father meals that had Naruto filling his diapers shortly after being tucked in and knowing that he'd get no diaper changes till the morning most nights.
Squirming and whining and watching the seconds tick down, Naruto JUST finally managed to get the last pot cleaned (Boruto made sure to burn the food a little to make doing dishes harder on the big baby) and turned around happy, till Boruto sighed and shook his head.
"No playtime tonight." he said with a sad tone for the benefit of anyone listening, though he was smirking.
"But..But I-" Naruto whined, even as a small bit of gas came out, making a soft poot.
"You finished washing the dishes yeah, but the agreement is for you to FINISH the dishes. That means washing AND drying dad." Boruto said, nodding to the still wet pot in the drainage tray. "Sorry, rules are rules. my hands are tied."
Naruto huffed and whined, after three weeks his toddler tantrums and mini fits weren't even a act anymore, they were like second nature.
"BUT THAT'S NOT FAIR!" He hollered, stomping a foot.
Before Boruto could even say anything, from the living room Hinata's voice chimed in.
"Naruto, do I need to come in there or are you going to be a good boy and listen to your big brother?"
Since even at his best Boruto could still barley bruise his fathers keeps, his only hold over him was the proof he had stored away, Hinata had taken over giving corporal punishment as needed. a fact Naruto had scoffed at the first time she had threaten it, only to find out her palm style of fighting meant her spankings hurt like a mother fucker.
"N-No Ma'am!" Naruto squeaked out, lots of farts coming out and his legs spread, him slowly squatting as between her threat and the growing urge that had been building up, he couldn't hold it anymore.
"Good boy. Boruto, would you mind tucking your father into bed again? I'm still busy." She called.
"heh, it'll have to wait mom, Dad started filling his diaper when you scared him and you know it's useless to try and get him to walk when he's going." Boruto called back.
"Oh Naruto, in the kitchen again!? I swear, I'm going to start having the kids do the dishes and just have you clean the bathrooms in the evenings instead of during the afternoon at this rate! at least it's suppose to stink in there!" Hinata scolded then signed.
"S-Sorry dear.." Naruto squeaked out, mortified beyond words as her and the kids all chuckled, and Naruto did the only think he could to comfort himself.
He started to suck on his thumb.
One VERY full diaper waddle up the stair later and father and son were in Naruto's nursery. Of course when talking with his mom or sister Boruto called it 'daddy's new room' to be nice just like they did but with the changes made to the spare bedroom.. yeah it was a nursery.
the plain white walls had been decorated in a chibi fox print while a desk that had been in a corner was naturally replaced with a white wooden changing table that was kept fully supplied because well, Daddy was a super pooper and they didn't wanna risk running out.
He had a large diaper pail that never quite seemed to do it's job so the nursery always had a semi stink of diapers gone by in it and the closet was half filled with big boy shirts and a few pairs of pants that would fit over his diapers and the other half with babyish outfits and a few dresses that were used when Naruto was really being a brat around the rest of the family/ when it was Boruto babysitting daddy.
The bed naturally had been replaced with a crib after Naruto had 'accidently' rolled out of bed one too many times and had started bawling (Which of course meat, Boruto had ordered Naruto to give him a reason to put him in a crib) and the crib itself had a super soft mattress and high rails that kept Naruto from getting out on his own.
In the crib was a soft blanket and a pillow and of course a fox stuffie that was half the size of the poor humiliated ex-Hokage, which as much as Naruto claimed he didn't want it and Boruto was willing to let it be his choice, the blond baby was seen hugging it most mornings.
"Uh.. Boruto.. buddy.. pal.." Naruto started as they came in, his son holding one of his hands and he pulled the thumb of the other out of his mouth, drool all over it.
"Before you even ask. No. I'm not changing your shitty diaper loser." Boruto said, knowing the baby monitor wouldn't be on yet. "It's not like you'll get diaper rash, You've still got a hardy butt."
It was sadly true, even spending a fully 53 hours in full diapers when Hinata had taken Himawari out for the weekend last week hadn't done more then make his cheeks a little red, thus robbing him of a good excuse for a change.
"O-Ok.. Um.." Naruto whined and stood in place, his leg's bowled out from how full his diapers were and his nose burning from the stink as his son went to go and get him a sleeper to wear to bed despite it being warm enough for him to just sleep in his smelly pampers. "B-Boruto.. I swear.. I'm over liking this. c-can we PLEASE end this soon? or at least start to work towards me getting out of the big baby stage?"
"Heh. well dad I have to say.. I totally believe you that you're over your little fetish. Having to live it like this and being close to mom totally replacing you would do that." Boruto agreed, coming over with a flannel fox themed sleeper with a little fox hoodie on it too and motioning for Naruto to start stepping into it. "buttt there's just one tiny little itsy bitsy problem that I have with your request, can you guess what it is?"
Naruto whimpered, shaking his head no even as he had a bad feeling in his tum tum that he knew EXACTLY what the problem was, and despite having filled his diapers once already he let out a fear based poot.
"Heh, Liar. I think you know FULL well what my issue is." Boruto said, getting his dad's arms in the sleeve's and the hood on his head, zipping it up and smirking at how cute his dad looked and patting Naruto's smelly rear, getting whines and little whimpers out of his father who still spread his legs, and pushed his smelly butt back in.
Almost a month of being denied after sort of gratification from his wife had made Naruto realllly like his smelly bum pats even if he never made a big boy mess.
"come on stinky kit, what's my problem with you wanting to be a big boy again and go back to being my daddy?" Boruto coo'ed upping the pats and swats, loving how easy it was to turn his fathers brain to mush even as he slowly guided him over to the crib.
"I-I.. Uh.. You like being my big brother and having.. having me as your stinky little kit.." Naruto gasped and coo'ed, getting in the crib and hugging his stuffie even as he pushed his butt out for more attention.
"Such a smart kit! so i think I'll keep this going at least for a anther 3 months and then we'll talk about it again. any arguments?" Boruto asked, super mushing his dad's diaper and getting squeals and coo's as a answer. "Glad you agree and we had this talk. Have a good night's sleep stinky kit." Boruto said, taking his hand off of his dad's butt and leaning down, smooching his forehead and then pulling up the rails, walking out with a smirk on his face and a funny feeling all over as he thought of how cute his dad was like this, even as Naruto whimpered and softly pleaded for more smooshies.
"mommy, do you have to pee or something?" Himawari asked, looking over at Hinata who had been both watching what was going on upstairs and listening in with a ear piece, thanks to mic's she had planted in the nursery at the start of this.
"Hmmm? why do you say that honey?" She asked, releasing the justu and blushing a little.
"Well, you keep squirming and rubbing your legs together." He daughter said then giggled. "Better go use the potty before you end up like daddy!"
"heh. Good advice kiddo!" Hinata chuckled, getting up and heading for the bathroom, though not to tinkle.
She of course had known all about her husbands silly little fetish and had been willing to ignore it, But when the chance came up and it was clear what was happening she couldn't help but jump on it.
'It's so cute neither of them thinks I know what's going on.' She mused, wondering for a brief moment as she went into the bathroom for some relief if Boruto wouldn't look just as cute as Naruto, sharing his fathers crib with him.
The end?
