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A Strong Refusal

"Hey, Dean, would you like to wear more than one diaper today? Just for a little while?" Sam asked, as he pulled out three super thick diapers, and placed them on the bed.
 
"Um...thwee ta start wif!" Dean cheered, before cooing softly at Daddy Sammy helping him sit up. He liked the extra help, it made him feel special.
 
"Okay. We'll use these, okay?" Sam said, as he laid Dean back down and started to tape each diaper around his waist. "You're gonna have a really poofy butt, Deano." He chuckled.
 
The dark blond giggled at his Daddy's comment, and liked the extra elevation from the diapers. His bowlegs spread apart, and it felt funny.


"Poofy!" Dean repeated, a wide grin on his face.
 
"Yeah, that's right, Dean." Sam said, as a smile formed on his face, and he patted Dean's head.
 
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Making grabby hands, Dean pouted a bit, wanting to be picked up. He might have some trouble walking, because of the multiple diapers around his waist, and the dark blond wasn't going to try just yet.
 
Once they entered the living room, Dean squirmed in his Daddy's arms, wanting to play with his toys some more. But Daddy Cas still wasn't here, and it made the green-eyed man feel a little lonely. But the angel promised, and that meant he'd come sometime.
 
Frowning sadly, Dean sniffed and rubbed his eyes, as tears started to fill them, "Wan' Daddy Cas..." he mourned.
 
Hearing his phone ring, Castiel furrowed his brow and opened it. Seeing it was Sam, he answered it, "Sam? Is something wrong?" Of course, the angel knew his promise to Dean to come back, but it would be a few more hours until then.
 
Expression turning into remorse and a bit of displeasure, Castiel sighed softly and nodded behind the phone, "Tell Dean that I will be back in a few hours, at most. I kept my promise."


Hearing the word "promise" emitting the phone, Dean became more cheerful and knew Daddy Cas would come soon, "Daddy! Daddy!" he called.


Listening to his baby's calls, Castiel spoke louder, "Hello, Dean. I will be back soon."
 
Sam smiled softly, and said goodbye to Cas before putting his phone back in his pocket. "So, what'cha wanna do until Cas gets back?" Sam asks.
 
"Well....do you think you could see what some warm oatmeal feels like in your diaper, for me? I think it'll be fun, Deanie." Sam says, as he gets up and goes to make a bowl of oatmeal, leaving Dean to play with his toys.
 
Tilting his head and furrowing his brow a bit, Dean slowly nodded. Well...Daddy knew what was best, and the green-eyed man answered, "Otay..."
 
Sam smiled as he let the oatmeal cool down a bit, but making sure it was still warm. Then, he grabbed a large bowl, and a spoon, and a towel, and went back to the living room. Kneeling down behind Dean, Sam pulled back his diaper and slowly poured the oatmeal inside, grinning slightly. "How's it feel, buddy?" He asked.
 
Moving around in his diaper, feeling it squish beneath his bottom, Dean let out a small giggle, "It feel funny..."
 
"Yeah? I bet it feels really mushy, doesn't it?" Sam asked, as he had Dean lie down, so he could tickle his tummy, and press his hand against his mushy diaper.
 

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