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This story is about Adult Babies. That is adults who role play as babies. All reference to babies or minors or similar in this story refer to adults role playing as babies and NOT adults substituting for minors. This story has nothing to do with child pornography.
As soon as Erica shut the door behind her and made sure it was locked, she immediately sat down in
the floor and started to cry like an infant. Tears streamed down her face as she looked around the
room. Suddenly a tall, muscular brunette woman stepped into the foyer. "I see that Baby Erica is
holding Mommy to her promise. It's a three day holiday, and mommy promised her that she could
be a baby all weekend, but I didn't think it would start this early." Erica sat there and sobbed, and
outstretched her arms toward the other woman. "First things first,'' the brunette smiled,
unfastening her designer jeans, and sliding them down to her knees. She hooked her thumbs in
her blue satin panties and pulled them down, and a ring of a pacifier appeared between her thighs.
"Mommy Lori has been keeping this warm for baby, all day," she said, pulling the nipple from her
inner lips with a low moan. It glistened with her juices as she offered it to the woman crying on
the floor. Erica immediately opened her mouth and took the nipple and began sucking it. "That's a
good baby, Erica. You like Mommy's hiding places for your paci, don't you?" Lori asked, pulling her
underwear and jeans back up. With her arms still reaching for Lori, a smile appeared behind the
pacifier in Erica's mouth. Taking a few steps closer, Lori slid her hands underneath the smaller
framed girl's arms and easily picked her up from the floor. Knowing the routine, Erica wrapped her
legs around Lori's waist, and her arms around her neck to ease the burden of her weight on the
other woman. "Let's take the baby in and change her dipee, and get her a nice, warm fresh one,
okay?" Erica laid her head on Lori's shoulder and sighed. "Sounds like we've struck a bargain," Lori
said as she carried her into the bedroom/nursery and laid her on the changing table. She hiked
the short skirt that Erica was wearing up to her waist, exposing pastel pink rhumba panties, with a
very wet diaper underneath. "Looks like Baby Erica peed on the way home from work, didn't she?"
she said, tickling the other woman's tummy babyishly. Erica giggled and kicked her legs in the air.
"Let's get this nasty old wet daiper off of the baby..." Lori slid the panties down her legs, and
"It looks like Baby Erica peed a lot," she said as she dropped the panties in a diaper pail. She unpinned the diaper, and slid it out from under Erica's bottom, taking care to wipe the excess urine from her shaved "muffy" with a dry spot, and reached for a fresh diaper under the changing table. "Okay, let's get some lotion on that bum before Baby gets a nasty rash," she said, picking up a tube of diaper rash ointment and squeezing a small amount into her hand. She rubbed her hands together briskly to warm the cream, and began to rub it all over Erica's vulva, taking care to slide her finger between her lips and tickle her swollen clitoris a little. Erica took in a quick breath as Lori's fingers began to probe her womanhood, Lori knowing exactly where to touch and when. As Lori plunged her fingers deeply inside of Erica's mound, Erica grabbed her hand and began to shove it in and out rapidly, sucking harder and harder on the paci in her mouth. Beginning to buck her hips and arch her back in rhythm, she started to moan, and Lori knew that she was close to orgasm. It would be just one of many for the weekend that she had planned. With one hand on Lori's stroking herself to climax, with the other, she slid into her blouse and started playing with her nipple. Just as she orgasmed, she gave it a little tweak that helped send her over the edge, and she began to loudly moan in ecstasy. Lori took her thumb and rubbed Erica's clit, smiling as Erica arched her back in the final throes of orgasm, coming to rest out of breath and sexually satisfied. She pulled her hand from her blouse, and reached up and slipped the nipple from her lips. "What about you, Mommy?" she asked. "Doesn't you need to cum, too?" "It's 'don't you' , sweetie, and Mommy will in good time. This weekend is yours, okay?" Accepting the statement, Erica slipped the pacifier back in her mouth and began to suck contentedly. "I think that Baby Erica needs a bath, don't you? Can Mommy Lori give her a bath with lots of bubbles?" Erica giggled happily at the thought, and began to play with her hands, lacing the fingers together awkwardly, and marvelling at how they interlocked. "I thought that you would like that, honey. Now let Mommy get you undressed." Lori sat her upright, unbuttoned her blouse, and removed it and her lacy bra. Erica's breasts stood prominently, and Lori bent down and kissed each hard nipple lightly, eliciting a sigh from Erica with each kiss.
Lori slid Erica's skirt down and over her feet, then picked her up, and carried her to the bathroom. "I thought you might like this, so I already had the bathwater ran," she said as she eased Erica into the porcelain tub. She reached over and got a duck shaped sponge, and began to wash Erica gently. As she swabbed her body, Lori began to think of how they had met. She had been thumbing through an underground newspaper she had picked up, and noticed an ad in the "Females looking for Females" that simply stated, "Will you be my Mommy?". Something about the ad piqued her curiosity, so she copied down the box number for replies and sent an email, simple but sweet. "Maybe." She included her phone number as a contact, and sat and waited for the phone to ring. Several days went by, and no phone call, so she shrugged it off as a bad lead, and proceeded to forget about it. About a week later, the phone rang. "Hello?" "Yes, ma'am, I'm calling about the ad you submitted the other day to the Madison Times?" the female voice said. "What ad? Oh, yeah....to be honest, I'd forgotten about it. What do you want?" "I'm just calling to tell you that you can't print your phone number in that ad. It can get you in trouble, along with us....." "I'm terribly sorry, please retract the ad..." Suddenly, the girl on the phone began to talk in hushed tones. "There's no need. I'm the one that placed the original ad. It's kind of a small task make here, and I'm totally in charge of the personal ads, and I secretly submitted one for me. I can't talk really loud about the ad, but if you can meet me for lunch someplace, we can talk." "I don't know about that...." Lori replied. "You pick the restaurant, and we can meet on your turf. If it works out, it's cool, if it doesn't, we go our own ways. Deal?" "Okay, how about Johnny Seven's?" "Wow! High class place....." "Well, I'm a high class broad," Lori laughed. "Tell you what, when you get there as close to twelve as you can, you go to the bar, and ask for Lori. That's L-O-R-I, not L- A-U-R-I-E. If you ask for Laurie, Steve will sit you with Laurie Condon. She's a conniving wench." "Okay, Lori, not the conniving wench....got it..." the voice laughed this time. "All you have to do is mention the term conniving, and Steve will know exactly who you mean. This is my treat, so I'll make the reservations. Are you sure you are going to be there?" "Are you kidding? A free meal at Johnny Seven's? I wouldn't miss it for the world.
By the way, I'm Erica Steele." "I'm Lori Montagne..." " I know, it's on your credit card billing. I don't know anything else about you, just your name. I swear." For some reason, Lori felt she could honestly trust this girl, and she replied, "Okay, I believe you, Erica. Just meet me at JS's for lunch, okay?" "See you there, bye." "Bye." The hum of the dial tone told Lori that she could make another call, so she hit the off button on the cordless, and punched speed dial. "Hello, Steve? This is Lori Montagne......oh, just fine....listen, I'm meeting a friend there for lunch, and I want a discreet corner table, okay? The girl will come in and ask for me personally, okay?......How many girls are going to come in and ask for me at lunch, Steve?.......Just have the table ready, okay?" She hung up the phone, and went upstairs to take a shower. All during the shower, she kept wondering what lay in store, but finally decided to throw inhibitions to the wind, and go to the restaurant just to see. She was sitting at the promised corner table sipping Dom Perignon when Steve, the maitre'd, led a small, petite blonde dressed in a halter top and baggy jeans up to the table. "This is Miss Steele, Ms. Montagne. She is the one that you are waiting for, I believe." "Thanks, Steve," she said, handing him a twenty dollar bill. "We don't want to be disturbed. Understand that?" "Yes, ma'am." Steve left the table. "Going to have to talk to him about his manners again, I see. He didn't even seat you...." Erica's eyes were glazed over from all of the finery,and was paying no attention to Lori. Lori kicked the other chair out from underneath the table and said, "Earth to Erica....have a seat, blonde chick." Erica stared at her in embarrassment. "You can't do that in here, it's too nice of a place." "Are we here to talk over etiquette, or your ad? Sit down, please. It's alright. I know the owner, and she puts up with me." "Well, okay....if you say so," Erica replied, taking a seat at the table. "Would you like a drink?" "Could I have a screwdriver, please?" "Anything you want...rather have some champagne?" "No, it makes me very loose lipped." "That's what I want. Now explain your ad, please," Lori replied, pouring another glass of champagne for herself, and one for Erica. "Ever heard of infantilism or adult babies?" Erica started. "Yes, I saw some on Springer one time. He made a mockery of them." "Who doesn't he do that to? Oh, well. I'm a 24 year old journalism graduate that works in a rag of a newspaper, but really, I like to be treated like an 18 month old baby girl. Is that too weird for you?" Lori almost said yes, but changed her mind and said, "No, it doesn't seem weird at all. Please go on." There was something about this girl.
"I'm looking for someone that will let me be that baby, and be a Mommy to me and take care of me. There was something in your voice on the phone that made you seem like you might be the one." "How do I know that you aren't just pulling a scam on me?" Erica looked around and whispered, "Follow me to the bathroom, if you are legititmate about this, too." She rose from the table, and looked around. "Just where is the bathroom?" "Behind that group of plants over there. I told Steve not to put them there, for that reason. Here, I'll just show you." With that, Lori stood up, and led the way to the ladies' restroom, with Erica following her. As they stepped in, they met a tall platinum blonde with a look of arrogance about her leaving. "Afternoon, Lori." "Hello, Laurie," she replied. As the woman was moved out of earshot, she muttered "bitch" under her breath. "Ms. Condon, I presume?" Erica asked. "Yes, and you could tell how close friends we are." " I noticed. Okay, you asked for proof. How's this?" Erica asked after they safely had shut the door and placed her purse on the counter. She unfastened the baggy jeans, and let them drop. Underneath them, she was wearing a cotton diaper, with white plastic panties over them. "Is that proof enough?" Lori just stared for a minute, and regained her composure. "Beginning to," she replied. "Got anymore proof?" "I figured you'd be like this, so...." She picked up her purse and handed it to Lori. "Look in there." Lori did as she was told. There was a ragged ladies billfold, some keys, and to her surprise, a milk-filled babybottle with a cap on it to keep it from leaking, a pacifier, and another cloth diaper with panties. "Okay, let's go. There's a hotel right across the street, and I know the back way in. Don't even need to pay for a room. I have a key already." "But what about paying for the lunch?" "I said I'd take care of it, and so I shall." They walked from the bathroom, and Lori flashed a "v" in the air with her fingers to Steve, and he just nodded. "Okay, let's go." They left the restaurant, Lori in lead and Erica following like a lost puppy, across the street to the St. Montgomery. Lori entered the doorway, tipped the doorman as he called her by name, and went toward the rear of the grand lobby. They slipped through a door, and went to an elevator. Lori pushed the button, and Erica thought the lift was never going to stop. When it finally did, they stepped out into a huge room full of furniture and a picturesque view of the city skyline. "What is this? The penthouse suite, or something?" "Well, as a matter of fact, it is. You need to prove a little more about yourself, and then I'll let you know about me, okay?" Not saying a word, Erica slipped the bottle from her purse, removed the top, and laid down in the floor. She slid the nipple between her lips and ran her hand down the front of her diaper, playing with herself as she nursed. A wetness was building in Lori's panties, and she asked, "May I do that for you?" Erica pulled the bottle from her mouth and asked, "Which part?" Lori blushed a little, and quietly said, "Both?" "Okay, it's a chance to see if we're both going to like it.
There's no better way to start I guess." Lori sat down next to her on the plush carpet, as Erica slid into her arms. She cradled Erica's head in one arm, and with that hand, placed the nipple in her mouth, and watched her begin to suck. The other hand slid under the top of Erica's diaper, and felt it's way to her wet pussy and began to finger her love button. As she fed and played with Erica, she started explaining her own self. "You were wondering how I got this penthouse and knew the ropes at JS's. Don't get scared, but I own them both...." Erica choked on a swallow of milk and coughed the nipple out of her mouth. "You WHAT???!!!!" Not missing a stroke with her hand, Lori leaned down and kissed her forehead, "I own them, Baby. Go ahead and take your bottle, and I'll explain." Erica opened her mouth again for the nipple, and began to nurse softly, but with wide eyes, listening to every word the other woman told her. "Do you remember that President of the Timeco Corporation that was killed in that plane crash six years ago? There were write-ups in all of the papers about what a humanitarian he was, like how he created the Montagne Foundation for Crippled Children?" Erica spit the nipple out again. "You are that Montagne?" She raised up quickly, and pulled Lori's hand from her diaper. "I can't let you do that....!!!! You're too..........rich.....?" Lori pulled her back to her arms, and offered her the bottle. "But if I want to?" "I'm not going to be a rich girl's playtoy....I have too much pride for that." "I'm not asking for that. You do want a loving Mommy, don't you?" "Well, yes..." "Michael blessed me with millions of dollars in our short lives together, but he didn't give me a child. I'm asking you, will you be my baby?" "You're joking, right?" "No, these past few minutes felt so natural. I like it, so I'm asking again, Erica, will you be my baby?" "No strings attached? I can leave the scene whenever I want?" "Yes, of course, but I also want to try and make it so pleasant that you won't want to, if that's alright?" "I have to admit, it felt good. I'm getting to live out my fantasy, so I guess we can meet every now and then to play the game. What can it hurt?" "Not a thing, sweetie. Now come back to Mommy's arms and finish your bottle. Please?" Erica slid back into her arms and said, "By the way, I hoped that this would work out, so I took the rest of the afternoon off." "Shhh, Baby, just take your bottle." Erica accepted the nipple and dozed off to sleep, nursing in her new Mommy's arms.
To be continued..
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