(I honestly regret this and have taken out all non fetish related stuff from the story, which was like an 80/20 split. And I do hold myself responsible, not like her hands were entirely clean either and she fell into the role of a femdom humilatrix mommy character all to easy, but whatever.....)

I would sit on Tiffany's lap, with both hands squeezing one breast as I nursed on her nipple. Tiffany was almost five inches taller than me. Her breast size, I don't remember, but she'd once told me double d's weren't that big and wore two bra's for support. She sat, reading her phone with one hand and hugging my head with the other.

"You're such a good boy. You just wanna cuddle with me forever", she was stroking my head, "You wanna keep nursing?", I nodded my head, still sucking. Tiffany leaned her head closer, brushing her long black hair out of the way, "Yeah?", her voice was so sweet. She moved me to the other side of her lap, "You're gonna make the nipple raw, sweetie. You have to use the other one". She pulled down the other cup of her bra. I put both hands around that one and started nursing again. "My little guy feels safe?". I nodded while sucking and Tiffany stiffened and arched her, moaning and biting her lip. "You make me so wet, baby". She rubbed her hand at the crotch of her jeans, fingernails scraping the fabric, "I just wish you could do something about it", and laughed, "But, you're just a little baby, aren't you? Yes, you are. Yes, you are!", she rubbed the crotch of my pull-up with her thumb. I started sucking, in and out, faster and faster.

Tiffany looked down, her head cocked to the side, "Does that excite my little guy? You like it when I rub your little itty bitty weenie with my thumb? Huh! They're about the same size aren't they?", she said pretending to examine her thumb. "I just wish you could be a man", she said with a deep sigh, "or at least, weren't hung like an actual two year old".

"I want to, but I can't. I tried. I wish I could! I want you to be happy", I slipped her nipple out of my mouth to speak and went right back to nursing.

"Awww, baby. You're so sweet. I know you want too, and I know you try, but you're so small. And cum so fast. I'm just gonna have to do it myself". I heard the sound of a zipper and saw Tiffany's hand slipping into her jeans and beneath her panties. Seeing her panties made me think about, how I'm straddling her lap in just a t-shirt and GoodNites and what that really meant. She had decided that since I still wet the bed and was useless to her for sex, that things would make more sense, if I was more like her kid than her lover. I looked up into her eyes and they were closed.

"Squeeze the while you suck", she told me, and so I did. Her other hand came up and started squeezing her other breast much harder. Her head was back like she was looking up at the ceiling. She let go of her breast and started pulling me against her body, her finger nails were digging into the flesh on my thigh. So I pressed my pull-up against her hand, humping her crotch. She had been going and going harder and harder, breathing heavier and heavier, she started bucking up off the couch with me on her still nursing.

When I told her, "Let go or I'm gonna pee my pants", all Tiffany said was, "Yeah? Yeah? Yes!". And I couldn't hold back anymore. She must have been able to feel the warmth spreading on her thigh. She started blurt out, "Oh gawd! Oh gawd!" and I kept squeezing her breasts hard as I could, as I lost control, pee gushing training pants, they immediately became swollen on her lap, Tiffany squeezed my cooling crotch

She was orgasming, "You need me, don't you? You're helpess without me? A lost little boy, can't even keep your bed dry? Tell me you need me. Tell me!", Tiffany was fingering herself faster and I could hear the suction sound from fingers and her wet pussy. I kept my mouth glued to her nipple. "Tell me!", she was louder, she was commanding me to tell her, her fingers digging into my inner thigh, making another long stream spray into my pull-ups.

"I'm your little boy. I need you. I'm helpless without you. Please don't leave me", there was saliva all over her breast, and I kept telling her how much I needed her.. Tiffany looked down at me, still breathing heavy, she slid her hand back out of her jeans, the fingers slick, she used one finger to poke the crotch of my full pull-up, "What's this? What's this?! What'd you do!". Tiffany pulled me off her lap, there was a big pee stain on her lap. She was holding onto one of my hands and using the other to start smacking my butt! "Get up to the bathroom! Get up there!". She dragged up the stairs, pee overflowing between my legs, she pushed me to sitting on the toilet, and stood there with her arms crossed beneath her huge breasts, the slow splash of pee still leaking through my pullups into the toilet. I tried to hug her leg from the toilet, but she pulled away.

"I can't believe you pissed me! What are you two? Do you need a binky? Just suck your thumb! Sit there in your wet diapers, sucking your thumb, crying on the potty! You know? I'm gonna go get the little pink potty from when I potty trained Courtney! You can use that! I mean you ruined my pants! You're so lucky none got the chair! Look! You left a trail of pee like a toddler! Look at what you did!", she was pointing her finger along the path that the little drops of pee on made the floor and she went back to looming over me with crossed arms. "What'd you have to say for yourself?",she was almost shrugging her shoulders, opening her arms as if she were about to give a hug.

"I'm sorry. I'll clean it up", I looked up at her, from the toilet, trying to stop myself from cringing into a ball. It would frighten me, when she wouldn't let me hug her or hang off her, in some way.

"You're damn right, you're gonna clean it up! You're gonna take those paper towels and clean up your little piss trail, all the way down the stairs!", again Tiffany pointed all the way to the stairs. I started to stand and she stopped me, "Crawl. Crawl cause you're the little baby who filled his diaper with weewee. I'm gonna stand here and watch you clean it up!". Tiffany shoved the paper towels against my chest, "Go.", her eyes were angry and I didn't know what to do. I was still shaken up and so I got on my hands and knees, tore off a few sheets and crawled forward to start cleaning. Tiffany kept talking as I crawled, "It's one thing you can't get me off, but you pissed your pants and all over me! You pissed all over me! Courtney never even peed on me when she was a baby! She never even wet the bed during potty training! What if Courtney was home?(Courtney was her seventeen year-old daughter, who we'll meet in the next part of this)What? Are you gonna stand there and piss your pants in front of Courtney and the whole girl's volleyball team?So I can put you in the corner, in your wet pants while we all laugh at the little boy pretending to be a man?". I kept crawling and cleaning, I could feel the pull-up hanging low between my legs. I crawled forward again, stopped, tore more towels and started cleaning, back and forth.

After a few minutes, I heard Tiffany start cracking up, from a giggle to gails of laughter." Tiffany was prone to dramatic shifts in mood,  incredibly wild and unpredictable mood swings.

Awww, honey", the E on honey, was long and drawn out. "Look at your bum peeking out of your pull-ups, they're practically falling off your butt those training pants are so wet!",. Tiffany was still getting her laughter under control, when she said, "Honey, honey, just stop. Your making more of a mess dripping pee everywhere. Just come here", and she effortlessly pulled me up by the arm, pulled me close against her, used one to press my face into her breasts and the other to squeezing the squishy diaper hanging off my on my butt. "You are just my little wimpy boy. You can't get me off. Still need to wear GoodNites to bed. And now, just pissed your panties like a little girl., but you're the sweetest boy I've even known and the best hugger", Tiffany spun me around and pulled my back against her front with her arms bearhugging me, rocking side to side, both her hands went down to squeeze my wet crotch, "But my little baby still pretends he's a man even after completely soaking his bedwetter pants, with that little baby hard-on. Hoping I'll let you try to put it in my pussy again, but little boys don't have sex, do they? Little one's like you don't even know how to touch themselves, let alone a woman. Noooo".

By this point there was no hiding the erection in those soaked pull-ups. Her fingers had already found everything they could. She moved me back into the bathroom, still holding me from behind and stepping in unison. And she suddenly ripped the sides of my Good-Nites off, stripped her own jeans and panties, and stepped into the shower with me still in front of her.

Tiffany was almost a full head taller than me. I had both my hands covering my my dick . She put a lufa against my chest and said, "Scrub my back, sweetie". And I was happy to do it. Her skin glistened, her hair was plastered against her skin and I scrubbed her back to a lather and Tiffany took my hand down to her butt. I washed her carefully going down the cheek, over the hump, down to her thighs, and just seeing how far she'd let me go, I slipped the luffa in between her thighs and up through her butt cheeks.

"Why are you poking me in the leg, baby", Tiffany asked, with her fingers running her hair, washing it. And she started to laugh, "Oh my gawd! Is my little guy's thing all hard? Are you gonna bend me over and fuck my pussy, right here?". I answered by wrapping my arms around her, my hands locked around her tummy and pulled myself against her, nuzzling into her back. "What are you gonna fuck my thigh? You know I can't even feel you in my pussy? I'm not even sure I could feel you in my ass", she laughed and shrugged with elbows bent into a v and her palms flat, "This is why I have to see men. I love you, but you're such a wimp. You're not a man. You're not even a horny teenager! You'll stand there going tinkle in your pants, cause I'm talking with a real Man. And as adorable as it is, watching my baby stand there helpless in a pee puddle overflowing your pull-ups. I'm a woman. I'm a straight woman! I need dick! Big! Hard! Cock! Force me down, spread my legs, fill my pussy! Grab me by the hair, put me on my knees, fill my mouth, tears in my eyes, gagging on rock hard cock! See!".

Tiffany turned around in the shower. Went to her knees. And put her lips around my little stiff dick. She put the whole thing in her mouth. She feigned moving forward and back, as is giving a blowjob, and then looked back up, "Baby, it's just too small and you're too sweet". Tiffany softly kissed the little tip of my dick and stood back up to towering over me. I buried my face in her chest. She wrapped her arms around me with one hand patting and rubbing my butt, "It's okay, baby. You're not big enough, for that. It's okay" She punctuated this by wrapping one of her fingers in a soapy washcloth and placing that finger up my butt, with her other arm holding my head against her chest, "See, you can't do anything about it. You're just a helpless little boy. Now let's get you dried off", and she shut the shower off with her finger still inside me and my arms wrapped around her.