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I first started wearing diapers when I met my Mama. She was
a waitress in a coffee shop who knew I often wet myself and wanted
to show me this could be a source of pleasure and not shame.
She had wanted a baby girl for a long time. She made a special
changing station in her house with diaper wipes and big fluffy
diapers. She was just waiting for the right girl to come along.
And then she found me.
The first time she changed me, I didn't even know what was happening to me. I came out of a wonderful orgasm to find a diaper firmly fastened to my squirming hips. At first I was shocked, but then I recognized how good it felt, and how right it felt. So that's how it began.
The next day she took me shopping for "training pants" that I could wear to the office and take care of myself. They looked like regular underwear, but they had a space for fat, bulky shields to press against me. The pants were waterproof to prevent leaks. The shields maked my legs apart a little -- not as much as the diaper did, but it still felt nice.
But I didn't go home to my house anymore. I went to Mama's house, and she would change me and give me her big, soft breast to suck, just like she did that first time. At Mama's house, I wear diapers, even when we talk about grownup things. I learned to let go of my bladder anytime, and Mama would reach into my diaper to see if I had wet myself. Sometimes she would play with me inside the diaper, or stick her fingers deep into me. I liked that. Once I peed on her hand while she was playing with me down there, and I thought she might get mad, but she just laughed and said "Silly baby dolly!"
That's what she called me when she played with my breasts, too. "Silly baby," she said. "What a silly baby to grow such big boobies." And we would laugh and laugh, and I would wet some more.
After I had been playing with Mama for a few weeks, she brought in the mail. There was a pretty powder blue envelope with balloons and teddy bears on it. She opened it up and pulled out a book that had alphabet blocks on the cover. The blocks spelled, "Guide to new parents of adult babies." She smiled and began to read it carefully, writing notes in the margin with a pencil.
"What's that?" I said, trying to read over her shoulder. I was amazed when she smacked me on my padded bottom. "Don't bother Mama when she's reading. Babies can't read." Then she went to the refrigerator and got a baby bottle full of dark, creamy liquid. She plopped it into my mouth and said, "Now hush," and went back to her reading.
The mixture in the bottle was coffee, but mixed with cream, a lot of sugar, and another odd (but not unpleasant) taste I couldn't quite make out. It tasted good, so I drank it all down while Mama read. I started to feel sleepy and floppy, and slid down in the chair. Mama must have been watching, because she got up and led me by the hand into her bedroom. Next to her bed was a big crib with maple rails. She let down one side, helped me climb in, and slipped her fingers into me to check the diaper.
"Nice and wet," she said. "But you still might pee more. I'd better put a pad under you."
She flipped my legs up and set my bottom on thick terry cloth, and ripped loose the diaper as if changing me. But after she took off the wet diaper and washed me, she did something different. She went to the bathroom and came back with a basin of water, and some other things in a little covered basket.
"No peeking and no fussing," she said, pulling out a pacifier from the basket and closing my mouth around it. "I think that you will like the things I am learning, but you are still so tense and guilty about being my little girl. I put some Kahlua in that coffee to help you relax, but sweetie, you need to trust your Mama more than you do." Then she walked back to the end of the crib and started washing me again, but then I felt a funny, tickling sensation as the soap was scraped away and I felt air on BARE SKIN?!
I started to jerk away and protest, but Mama said, "If you don't hold still, you'll get cut; be a good baby."
She went on to explain, "That book I was reading says my baby doll has ugly rashes because she has hair, and if I keep her smooth and soft, she will be much healthier. Now see for yourself; doesn't that feel nice, baby?" She patted me dry with a towel, and powdered me generously. I started to squirm with pleasure, but I didn't dare take the pacifier out so I could talk; one of the rules at Mama's house was that I was only allowed to talk if she gave me permission. "Now, I'm just going to leave you with your little legs apart and the pad under you, so your little cunny can get the fresh air." She left the room and came back with a camera. Before I had time to react or cover myself, she took an instant photo of me with my legs spread, skin bare, sucking a pacifier. Then she took the photo and slipped it in the envelope the book had come in.
"Mama needs to get a baby book, so she can keep all her pictures of her pretty baby doll. Don't worry, honey. They are just for us to enjoy. Mama has such a pretty baby!"
Then she diapered me again, and took another picture of me with my diaper and a little pink shirt on. Finally, she gave me her breast and started to rock me to sleep. "Good night little one. Sweet dreams." I yawned, grabbed the breast I wasn't sucking, and fell fast asleep once more.
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