You decide you might as well just go ahead and go. Closing your eyes, you begin wetting yourself with a sigh. The sensation of the warm, wet, cloth material of the diaper, as it hugs your loins, is surprisingly pleasant. You continue suckling your paci contently, as you lie there, enjoying the feeling between your legs.
Finally, after a few minutes, Nanny returns.
As soon as she enters the room, you remove your pacifier, saying,
"Nanny, I wet my diapers." you blush deep red at hearing just how babyish you sounded.
"Well, areen't you a good wittle boy!" She praises, making you blush, "Well, let's feed Baby his ba ba first, then we'll get you changed, ok? First though, Nanny needs to get a little more comfortable." Then, to your shock, she removes her blouse, revieling her big, lovely, shapely, breasts, in a red, lacey bra. You stare wide-eyed at her bossom, amazed at what great breasts this woman has, especially at her age.
"Awwe, she cooes, "Baby likes his Nanny's breasts. In't that sweet," Now clad in nothing but her tight, black skirt, she then walks over and lies on the bed beside you.
"Well, come on, now. Rest your head on Nanny's pillows so you can take your ba ba."
Your mouth watering, you gladly crawl over to her and rest your head against her breasts, where she cradles your head with her hand, before pressing the baby bottle into your mouth. You begin happily suckling, imagine again that it's one of her nipples. The whole sensation, combined with the wet warmth of your cloth diapers, causes you to grow in your diapers. After a few minutes, she begins rubbing your crotch, sensually, making you even harder.
"That's it," she cooes, "Make a nice creamy for Mamma,"
It only takes a few minutes before you explode in your diapers, moaning aloud into the rubber nipple.
"Good boy!" She cooes, making you blush behind the bottle. Once you are finally finished with the baby bottle, she picks you up and slings you over her shoulder, patting you firmly on the back until you let out a loud *BELCH* causing you to blush, once again.
"Alrighty then. I think these diapers are properly messed, now, so let's get you changed!"
With that, she lays you down on the bed, removing your wet, sticky diapers, before wiping you down, and then covering you with baby lotion and oil, and then wraping you up in another thick, cloth diaper, before she puts your rubber panties back on.
As you lie there in your fresh diaper, she begins putting her blouse back on.
"Well then, now that baby's in a better mood, let's..."