OKay people! As some of you might recall, I wrote a small ageplay story called "Regression Therapy". It was going so well, until I received a very nasty review and I took it down. But wasn't that comfortable with that story either way. So I'm taking another shot at it! Hope you like it!

WARNING: Includes themes of Infantilism, grown boys wearing diapers and yada yada. Don't like? Feel free to go back.

The Baby Wonder

Prologue – The Secret

So, we all have secrets.

It's not a lie that people like to keep many things to themselves. Dick Grayson had a lot of secrets. He was Robin, Batman's partner, he was a member of the Team, a covert young ops that took down the bad guys. He had a secret identity, and he led a very dangerous life. So yes, Dick Grayson was a young man of many, many secrets. Things he wanted to share with people, but he was either afraid or prohibited from doing so.

But one of his deepest secrets was that he, the almighty Robin, was an Infantilist. That's right. You heard right. Well, read right. Robin liked to kick ass on the night and save Gotham City and the world from time to time, but he also liked to act like a baby in his spare time. He wanted to wear and use diapers, drink from baby bottles, and suck his thumb and pacifiers. He loved playing with toys and all that came with babyhood.

It was his safe haven.

Of course, the only people who actually knew about that were Bruce and Alfred. After all, Bruce wouldn't be the World's Greatest Detective if he didn't know that his ward liked to pretend to be a baby and ageplay. It was an awkward and embarrassing conversation for Dick to have with them. He thought Bruce would kick him out or send him to Arkham.

Bruce was quite understanding actually. He even was supportive. While Bruce didn't baby Dick or engage with him, he tried to be a good father by helping Dick with his lifestyle choice. That's why Bruce fixed a nursery in one of the Manors rooms. Dick was so happy he nearly cried as he hugged Bruce, thanking him for giving him the nursery he always craved for…

However, Dick's secret would not remain a secret forever…

"Arg! Seriously! Not aster! Since when are Two-Face and Riddler such buddies?!" said Robin as he jumped out of the Batmobile and into the Batcave. "Them teaming up… heavy on the dis…"

Batman took back his cowl, becoming Bruce Wayne. "Yeah, it was tough. But we stopped them… so we did a good job. You did a good job."

Robin took off his domino mask and smiled at his mentor. "Thanks."

"Well, Alfred must be making dinner. I think we could use some bite," said Bruce as he stretches.

Robin, no, Dick, looked down a bit embarrassed. "Actually, I was hoping I could… you know… baby out tonight. I think I need it."

Bruce looked at his ward thoughtful, and nodded. "Okay. Do what you think will make you feel better, Dick. Do you… want me to tell Alfred to fix you a bottle?"

Dick smiled shyly. "Yeah, that would be nice. Strawberry milk?"

Bruce rubbed Dick's head. "You've got it, kiddo."

Dick smiled and walked out of the Batcave, and towards his nursery. He smiled as he saw it all, it was amazing. He had a crib, a changing table, and even a playpen. He was so grateful to Bruce for making such a beautiful thing happen. Even if it was odd, even if it wasn't "normal", Bruce accepted him for who he was and he was happy about that.

Quickly, Dick took off his Robin uniform and jumped into the shower, making sure to clean all the sweat and blood from him. Being a superhero is a dirty job. As he scrubbed every single detail, he washed his hair and then proceeded to towel himself and dry.

He walked naked to the changing table and got out one of the premium adult diapers he had, and then grabbed a bottle of powder. He sprinkled some of his private parts and then taped the diaper, feeling it snuggly against his butt.

Dick smiled, he loved to feel a soft and warm diaper. He put on one of his t-shirts, it was a hot summer night so he could sleep in just a diaper.

He toddled out of the changing table, and that's when the door opened and revealed Bruce with a baby bottle filled with pink strawberry milk.

Dick jumped into his crib and Bruce smiled down at him. The man handed his ward his bottle and Dick took no time in putting his lips on the nipple and begin suckling. As Dick began drinking, his eyes began to drop.

Bruce stared at Dick, wishing he could find a way to make Dick happier. The problem was that Bruce didn't know a lot of affection and emotion. He would be a shitty Daddy.

But Bruce had a plan. If he couldn't be Dick's caregiver when he was a baby, then he would find someone who could.

And his eyes were fixed in a certain speedster…

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