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Story: MIRANDA AND ME Part 4
A couple of weeks later Miranda moved in with me. We got some of our friends and colleagues to help out with her stuff, which wasn't much since her appartment had been pretty small. To celebrate, I arranged for us to spend a weekend in Paris as a surprise. On friday she worked half a shift, so she got off by lunchtime. When she got home, I put her down on the bed and took off her clothes. I unfolded a diaper and started putting it on. I could tell she already started getting in the mood, so it was a bit of a shock for her when I started putting her clothes back on. "What's this all about?" she said in a confused voice. "It's a surprise, so don't ask!",I said with a smile. I had her bags and mine already packed and so we were ready to leave immediately. She was really surprised and at first I didn't even tell her where we were going. But as soon as we got to the station and she saw the TGV (high speed European train), she knew it had to be Paris. She told me she had never been there before and loved to go see all the sights. I had been before with a couple of friends, but that had mainly been a beerfest, so I had not seen much of the city. As soon as we got in the train I opened up her bag and showed her the stack of diapers inside. "It's all diapers this weekend", I said, "Bathrooms are off limits. When you need to go, use your diaper, where ever and whenever. Okay?" She smiled at me cheekily and said: "Yeah, great!". I didn't tell her about the little surprise I had in my bag yet, though. Only a couple of hours later we arrived at our hotel, a small but comfortable tourists place near the train station. In our room I had to change her, as she had peed several times during our trainride. After this she dressed herself in a wide jeans dungaree with a tight white t-shirt underneath and some white trainers on her feet. It was a warm autumn day. She pinned up her hair in two little ponytails on the side. The whole thing made her look like a toddler girl and I loved it. Then she took off my pants to check mine and noticed they were also wet. So she changed me into a fresh one and off we went to explore the city. I had made a bit of a plan beforehand so we could see as much as possible in the couple of days we had. That afternoon we just sort off strolled along the boulevards and did some shopping. I bought her a huge teddybear in one of the bigger werehouses. Walking around, dressed like that, holding that bear, made her look even more like the toddlergirl she really was deep in her heart. Anyone that got close to her would be able to see that underneath her dungarees she was wearing a diaper. The sides were cut out really low so you could almost look into her pants. But of course no-one but me noticed. It really turned me on though, and I could tell that being there, walking around wearing her diapers, turnned her on aswell. Later we had dinner in one of those typically French places (or so they tell the tourists) and then took a boatride along the Seine. We were almost alone on top of the boat, so we spent most of the ride making out. As we were kissing, she told me she was peeing again and looked me in the eyes while she did it. She got sort of a dreamy, absent look and then relaxed and smiled, saying: "I'm done. I really need a change now, I'm really wet. I'm afraid I'll start leaking!". "You wanna go back to the hotel?" I asked her and she said Yes with a big horny smile. So we took the Metro to the hotel which took awhile since we'd been quite far off. As soon as we got to the room she practically threw me on the bed on my back and lay on top of me. She started bucking her hips, thrusting them against mine, breathing heavily and whispering stuff like: "I'm so wet, daddy, my diaper is so wet, please change my diaper daddy!". She pushed her thigh between my legs and started thrusting her diapered groin against my hip. It was humping time again, and within seconds she reached an almost screaming orgasm. I understood now that the whole afternoon in diapers had made her even hotter then I had imagined. Minutes later she was ready for a change so I took a fresh diaper out of her bag and some of the stuff I secretly kept in mine. I put the diaper on her and then showed her the things I had taken with me. It was some of the babyclothes we ordered from th German catalogue. It was a little babyprint bonnet, which she loved so I put it on her. There also were some socks and gloves in a nice teddybearish babyprint, and a "bodystocking"-style babysuit (in Dutch this is called a "romper") in the same print. I also put a lovely terry bib on her and put a pacifier in her mouth. She took the teddybear and started playing around with it, making little cooing babynoises. She really got into this and it was such a turn on for me again, now seeing my lovely Asian sweetheart all dressed up and behaving like a baby. After a while she stopped playing, crawled across the bed to where I was sitting, watching her, and started undoing my diaper. I knew what she was going to do and it was not a moment to soon, because I was nearly coming in my pants just watching her. I sat up as she started sucking me off, so I could continue watching her while she did this. It was just too much. Seeing her beautiful body in these babyclothes, seeing her lovely, innocent face sucking my dick, again ever so delicately, made me come in a second. It seemed like I just didn't stop coming all over her face and the bib and I fell to the bed almost exhausted. After I got hold of my senses again we decided we wouldn't go out that night but stay in and sleep early. So we did, me wearing nothing but a diaper, and Miranda still in her romper but without the bonnets and gloves (and without the dirty bib of course). As it had been a tiring day we fell asleep almost at once.
Next day we woke, showered, diapered eachother and got dressed for breakfast at the hotel. At breakfast I told her about the plans for the day. In the morning we wouls see the Arc de Triomphe and the Sacre-Coeur, in the afternoon the Louvre. We stacked up on supplies at a nearby shop and took off, of course carrying a bag of diapers and wipes as we would be out for the entire day. It was a nice warm sunny day again, and Miranda was now wearing a pinkish summerdress made of very thin material (but not see through). Anyone who took a good look could easily see by the contours that she wasn't wearing regular panties underneath, and anyone in the know could see it was actually a disposable diaper. She had her hair pulled back with a pink headband which made her hair fall along the side of her face. This made her look so girly and toddlerish again. I adored her. The Arc and the cathedral were nice but absolutely huddled with tourists. We changed our diapers in the bathroom of a restaurant. Hers was absolutely soaked again, and she trembled a bit with excitement when I wiped her clean and put a new diaper on her. But I figured it was to early in the day and the place was to public, so we just kissed and hugged a little, and decided to have lunch there. During lunch she smiled her cheeky smile at me and opened up her legs alittle so I could see the diaper in between. She kept flashing me like this all during lunch, and even when the waiter was there taking our orders and bringing us the food. I was really getting excited now and she could easily tell and upped the stakes by pulling up her dress a bit, showing more thigh and giving me an even better look at her diapered pussy. After lunch we had a coffee and then went to the Louvre by Metro. We spent some time looking around here, seeing some of the paintings we knew about and then went to the statues. It was here where she suddenly took my hand and pulled me closer and said: "I really have to go the bathroom!" "No bathrooms, remember? Use your diaper." I answered. "No, I mean, I have to go, you know, I mean...I need to poop!" I sort of gasped with excitement there, but managed to say: "Like I said, no bathrooms. Just do it in your diaper." She looked slightly panicked. "But I can't just...not here, in this place...there's so many people around, they'll notice!" "Nobody will notice, and if they did, so what, nobody here knows you or me." I said. "No I really can't, I mean, the smell, and where can we go to change, I just can't do it." Right then she grabbed her stomach as if in pain and whined: "Oh god, I really have to go now!". I took her hand and walked her to a room with tiny statuettes in cabinettes. There was noone here, but just to be sure I took Miranda in my arms and pretended to kiss her. "Do it now, there's nobody here", I said. She started protesting again, saying "No, I don't want to!" in that same girlish whiny voice, when suddenly she was overcome by a particularly makeful bowelcramp, and said: "Oh, now I can't hold it anymore..." and then just let go. "Look at me" , I whispered and she did, tears coming out of the corners of her almond-shaped eyes, while she was messing herself. There was no sound but the rustling of the diaper as it filled with her poop. I placed my hand under her bum and could tell there was already quite a bulge there. She was really doing it, pooping her diaper in the Louvre. She seemed to relax now as most of the pressure was off. Then she pressed her face against my shoulder and seemened to tighten her body. She was straining, and a second later I could feel the bulge growing again. She caught her breath and said:"That's it, I've done it now. I'm such a dirty girl...please change my dirty diaper, daddy?" I kissed her passionately. Just then some tourists came into the room so I took Miranda's hand and walked her out. The smell was faint but distinguishable. I checked her backside but the bulge in the diaper wasn't visible through her dress. She walked funnily, legs a bit spread, ass sticking out a bit, the walk you would expect from a girl who had just messed herself! This really got me horny. I just sort of dragged her to the nearest toilet, luckily there was noone there as I took her into the babyroom and started kissing her. Somehow she had managed to forget about her embarrassement and kissed me back really hard. The whole thing had turned her on aswell. After a while I turned her around, lifted up the dress, undid the tapes of the diaperr and took it down. She was in a big mess and it took a while to clean her up in this position, using just babywipes. But I managed to do it, and ended the procedure by rubbing her bum with babylotion. She started twisting and squirming as I did this, so I slipped my finger into her asshole which made her groan with pleasure. Again it was too much for me, having seen my sweet babygirl, wearing that childish outfit, absolutely mess her diaper looking me in the eye, in such a public place. so i unzipped my pants, undid the diaper, took out my by now huge cock, and started rubbing it through the babylotion on her asscheeks. Then I pushed the tip against her asshole, it opened up with surprising ease as my cock slid in. She started thrusting her hips back and forth, moaning and groaning, almost screaming, and I had to tell her to be quiet since I didn't want to be thrown out of the Louvre for having sex in a baby's changing room. She managed to be a bit more quiet as I slowly fucked her, gradually speeding up, and it didn't take long before we came simultaneously. After standing for a while in this position I took out my dick and cleaned myself up a bit. I didn't need a change yet so I put a fresh diaper on Miranda and helped her straighten up her clothes. The dirty diaper went into the diaperbin and we stepped out of the toilet refreshed. We spent the rest of the day in the Louvre, hugging and kissing all the time, completely in love, and had dinner in a restaurant nearby. We changed eachother in the bathroom there, and then went out for some drinks in a bar/dancing sort of place. I got a kick out of seeing my beautiful girl dance, knowing what she was wearing under her dress, and knowing what she had done earlier that day. She was getting a lot of attention from other guys aswell, as clearly the French do appreciate Asian girls more then the guys back home. It didn't bother me though, as I knew she was my girl. At the hotel I dressed her up in her babyclothes again, and she spent the evening playing like a baby and me watching her, until we both got so excited we had to have sex again. So of course we did, and it lasted longer this time, and we fell asleep in eachothers arms. The next day we went to climb the Eiffeltower, and something great happened there, but that's in the next chapter.
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