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SUSIE’ SUMMER IN DIAPERS
Once she left her room and got downstairs, Susie felt better. Yet the whole time she was eating, she couldn’t help think about what was coming after she finished. When Amanda finally cleared her plate, Uncle Jack announced,‘Susie, it’s time we got you upstairs for your nap. Come with me sweetheart.’
And then her Uncle took her by the hand as if she were little more than a toddler and led her out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Her heart was pounding as he took her into her room and left her standing there while he took a folded pad from the top of the dresser and unfolded it on her bed.
‘Now then, let’s get you undressed so we can get you into your first afternoon diapers.’
At the sound of the word ‘diapers’, tears formed in Susie’s eyes and began trickling down her cheek. Uncle Jack recognized these as tears of quiet resignation and was pleased to see Susie seemed to have accepted her situation.
‘Alright, Princess, let’s get you up on your pad ... ups-a-daisy ... that’s a good girl.’
He lifted her under the arms as if she weighed nothing and plunked her down on the edge of the bed, the plastic sheet and pad crackling noticeably every time she moved.
‘That’s my good girl. Now let’s get these shoes and socks off, shall we?’ ‘I can undress myself, Uncle Jack,’ Susie protested weakly without really trying to do so. She knew it was pointless.
‘Don’t be silly, Princess. You will not be allowed to undress or dress yourself for the rest of the summer. I will also be giving you a bath every night after dinner. No girl in diapers is old enough to dress or bath himself, is she?’
A fresh stream of tears streamed down Susie’s face as she realized everything he was saying was true. She really was a big baby in many ways.’
‘That’s a good sweetums ...that’s Uncle’s Jack’s Susie girl. Let it out and have another cry if you think it makes you eel better.’
By now her shoes and socks were off and he gave her a hug before turning her sideways and lifting her legs up onto the bed. ‘Hold your hands up to either side of your head like this ... that’s it, Susie Girl.’
She cried some more as he fastened the velcro, terry cloth restraints around both wrists until her hands were safely held out of the way. Once the hand restraints were on, Susie felt an ever deeper sense of vulnerability and helplessness. She could move her hands freely around her shoulders but she could not reach any lower. She really was a big baby now.
‘I think we’ll use these restraints for the first two weeks at changing time until you get used to your diapers. The sooner you feel as helpless as a real baby who needs to wear diapers, the better. Now let’s get Baby Susie’s undressed, shall we?
First her uncle took her ankles in one big hand and lifted her legs up and back until her skirt fell forward to her waist. Susie blushed bright red at the exposure of her white cotton panties, the only kind her father ever let her wear.
‘My, we certainly have a very pretty Princess to take care of, don’t we?,’ Uncle Jack said, giving her a playful smack across the seat of her panties before unzipping her skirt and sliding it out from under her. More tears began trickling down Susie’s cheeks as Uncle Jack lowered her legs and began unbuttoning her blouse. At the same time, her utter helplessness gave her a strange sense of security which made it even easier for Amanda to let go and cry. At that very moment, Amanda arrived with a baby bottle. She handed it to her father, briefly stroked Amanda’s face, and left, closing the door behind her.
Uncle Jack shook out a few drops of milk onto his wrist to test the temperature before putting the bottle into Amanda’s right hand and making it gently into her mouth.’
‘This will help you sweetheart. Daddy knows these first few weeks of diaper changes are going to be hard. So he’ll make sure you always have a nice warm bottle of milk to keep you from fussing too much.’
‘But you’re not my Daddy,’ Susie protested, taking the bottle from her lips.
‘I know that, Princess, I know that. But since I’m going to treating you like my own little girl this summer, I want you to call me Daddy. Now be a good girl and put your milkie back in your mouth. That’s Daddy’s good little Susie.’ Uncle Jack gently but firmly returned Susie’s bottle to her mouth where she gave up and continued sucking. It did seem to help somewhat, especially when Uncle Jack began unbuttoning her blouse.
She cried some more as her pink brassiere came into view even as she felt pride in the full breasts which ran in all the women in their family. ‘That’s a very pretty brassiere, Susie. But you won’t be needing any more big girl clothes like this for the rest of the summer. Let’s undo these restraints for a moment, shall we?’
Susie lay there, crying and sucking on her bottle as Uncle Jack undid her wrists and took her blouse off completely.
‘Lift up, sweetheart. That’s a good girl.’
She lifted up slightly so Uncle Jack could reach around behind her and unsnap her brassiere. And then her big, milky globes were wobbling freely as she lay there, the pink nipples already fully erected.’
‘My, my! You really are Daddy’s pretty little girl, aren’t you?’
Susie blushed bright red, her embarrassment mixed with a thrill that her Uncle found her so attractive. Blood flowed freely into her loins and she suddenly realized she was getting wet under her white cotton panties.
‘Roll over sweetheart. And lift up so Daddy can slip this pillow under you. That’s a girl ... ups-a-daisy.’
Uncle Jack lifted her up by her full hips and pushed a doubled up pillow underneath, elevating her bottom well off the bed. He then refastened her wrists in the velcro restraints and guided Susie’s bottle back into her mouth. Susie now felt like a completely helpless two year old, her bare bottom elevated for any kind of parental attention. As if reading her mind, Uncle Jack spanked each of her plump cheeks once and jokingly warned her,
‘Princess, you had better behave at diaper time unless you want Uncle Jack to show you how he handles naughty girls in this house. With your pretty fanny up in the air like this, I have half a mind to give you a good paddling right now just so you know what to expect whenever you misbehave. From what your father tells me, you may need a naptime spanking in addition to the regular bedtime spanking you’re going to get every night for the rest of the summer. Now lie still so Uncle Jack can get you ready for your temperature.’
This last remark was directed at Susie’s bottom which was squirming back and forth at the sensation of her uncle’s big, broad hands. With another spank to remind her to be still, he reached over to the bedside table, removed the thermometer from the large, open jar of Vaseline, and reached in with four fingers to scoop out a giant glob. It seemed enough in Susie’s eyes to take the temperature of fifteen girls all at once. Then one hand began trying to spread her full cheeks which were clenched tightly shut.
‘Loosen up right this instant, young lady, or I really will give you a good paddling.’
With a groan, Susie relented and allowed him to spread her full cheeks with one hand. She gasped audibly as she felt the thick glob of Vaseline smeared all over the inside of her cheeks and up and down along her rectum. Uncle Jack worked the Vaseline in thoroughly, running his four fingers up and down deep inside along Susie’s crack as well as all over the inside curves of her cheeks all the way to the tops of her bottom until her whole rear felt like one sticky, glistening, slippery thing. At first, Susie felt deeply embarrassed to be in such a position. But as her Vaseline fanny massage continued, she gave in to much stronger feelings of little girl helplessness, freedom, and a deep relaxation which spread out from her bottom into the rest of her until her bottom began arching up almost on its own, responding rhythmically to her Uncle’s wonderful massage.
Each time her uncle’s finger passed over her rectum, she found herself pressing back a little, as if impatient for what she knew was coming. And when she finally felt his oily finger slipping into her rectum, Susie have out a loud moan and pressed back even more. For a minute, Uncle Jack stopped moving his hand, allowing Susie herself to move back and forth on that wonderful digit inside her, oblivious to the fact that her thighs were now opened and her wet femininity was showing itself for all to see. Though Susie realized she was squirming about with open abandon on his finger, she no longer cared. Completely regressed to some little girl state, she was happy to give herself up to the pleasures of the moment and to the big masculine finger which was doing such wonderful things inside her bottom. After letting her squirm about on his finger for a few minutes, Uncle Jack resumed sliding his finger in and out, preparing her for the thermometer while she let out a series of sighs and soft moans while suckling on her bottle.
‘Susie, for the rest of the summer you will have your temperature taken twice a day, at naptime and after your evening bath. Uncle Jack is going to keep good track of your health. Regular thermometers will also help you accept your diapers and prepare you for your toilet training in August. While I think it best if we keep you in restraints for now, I’m sure you’ll get used to having your temperature taken this way in a week or two.’
With the last words, Uncle Jack slid the thermometer in and held it in place by cupping her bottom. Susie said nothing. She was lost in the sensations of his big, warm hand resting against her cheeks as he held the thermometer in place, the softness of the pillow beneath her, the warm milk trickling into her mouth. It was all too much. The thermometer stayed in for five minutes. She wished it could have gone on forever. But it didn’t. With a brisk spank to announce she was perfectly healthy, Uncle Jack wiped off the thermometer, took it into the bathroom and washed it thoroughly, and replaced it in the open jar of Vaseline.
He then picked up a little jar in the dresser and returned to the bed, sitting down beside her once again.
‘Now Uncle Jack’s going to give you something to help you with your diapers. Please don’t squirm ... this will only take a second.’
Susie couldn’t help squirming as his left hand opened her cheeks once again and his right hand pushed something small inside her bottom. Then Uncle Jack’s finger was pushing it deep inside her before withdrawing. A second later, he repeated the procedure, pushing the second little thing deep inside her before smacking her vaselined cheeks again and thanking her for being such a good girl.
‘What’s that, Uncle Jack?’ she asked fearfully.
‘Just a little something to help you learn to act just like a real baby girl with your diapers. You’ll probably need help like this at naptime and bedtime for the first two weeks or so. Now let’s get you rolled over so we can put you in your diapers.’ Again he spanked her for emphasis and as a warning of what would happen if she fussed.
Once more, Susie began crying softly at her utter helplessness. The last thing she wanted to do was turn over and be put into diapers but she had no choice. The pillow was pulled out, her wrists were unfastened, and with another two spanks to encourage her, Uncle Jack turned her over. More tears of embarrassment trickled down her face as her hands were refastened into her restraints and her bottle pushed back into her mouth. She was now lying on her changing pad, completely naked, her hands to either side of her head just like a real baby.
With her legs spread once again, Susie felt a tinge of embarrassment and turned her face away, her eyes shut.
‘One word of warning, Susie. Once your diapers go on, I am the only one who can take them off. If Amanda or I ever catch you trying to remove your diapers, you will be paddled and left downstairs in a playpen wearing nothing but your diapers for the rest of the day where any visitors will see you. The only time your diapers will ever come off is during changes and at bath time. Is that clear, little girl?’
Susie nodded tearfully, suddenly terribly grateful she had the warm milk to soothe her. She continued to cry quietly as Uncle Jack brought over a disposable diaper, a cloth diaper and the light pink plastic pants. He placed these on the bed and returned to the dresser to fetch some baby oil and baby powder.
‘Daddy doesn’t want his baby to get a diaper rash on her first day in diapers. I’m going to give you a good oiling which will help prevent diaper rash and relax you at the same time.’
Uncle Jack then spent the next five minutes rubbing baby oil all over the front of Susie’s diaper area. His strong hands went everywhere with that oil, massaging away all sorts of tensions and fears until Susie was completely limp at the end, her eyes closed as she drifted off into a private babyland in her dreams. The sweet smell of baby oil hovered everywhere like a delicious perfume and Susie allowed herself to succumb to the combination of sensations. By the time Uncle Jack finished, her whole diaper area gleamed and glowed with a healthy pink color. His strong, slippery hands also roused a tingling excitement in her limbs which she was helpless to suppress. By the time her handsome Uncle finished oiling her, her hips and thighs had begun moving with a life of their own, rocking up and down in response to her uncle’s hands. The fact that Susie’s femininity glistened wetly was not lost on her Uncle. He smiled at the knowledge that a summer of diapers would help answer some of his niece’s deepest needs and allow her to come to terms slowly and securely with her more adult desires.
After she was well oiled, Uncle Jack said,
‘Now it’s time for your baby powder, Susie. I’m going to powder you all over so Baby Susie smells fresh and clean just like a real baby.’
After wiping his hands on a towel, he powdered Susie’s body from her feet to her neck as she continued to nurse her bottle. Her tears had subsided at the beginning of her oiling and she lay there, intoxicated with the new small of baby powder and the silky feel of her uncle’s strong hands slipping lightly all over her body as the powder literally surrounded and enclosed her in a comforting baby shield. Inwardly, she exulted at the extra care he spent powdering her lovely globes and engorged nipples. Finally her uncle announced she was ready for her diapers. And in many ways, Susie was indeed very ready indeed.
Uncle Jack began by unfolding the disposable diaper and fluffed it out before spreading her thighs and laying the material on the changing pad. Susie wondered where he had found such large diapers in her size. Then he lifted her ankles with one hand and bent her legs back, raising her bottom and hips off the pad so he could slide the diaper beneath her. As he lowered her bottom back down, Amanda gave out an involuntary sigh at the feel of the baby soft, rustling material against her bare cheeks. It was heavenly, more comforting than anything she had ever felt. Without quite realizing what she was doing, she closed her eyes again, turned her head to the side on her pillow, and began sucking more vigorously on her bottle. Even before her uncle did anything, she instinctively drew her thighs up and spread them to allow for the diaper material to be drawn between them.
With another smile at how well his new baby was progressing, Uncle Jack drew the disposable diaper up and taped it firmly into place around her hips. Again Susie gave out a deep sigh at the feel of the soft, fluffy diaper fabric and the strange security it offered. Even the rustling noise was hypnotic. Then came the two cloth diapers. Finally, Uncle Jack gathered her plastic pants in his hands and guided the leg openings over Susie’s feet one at a time before sliding the pink baby pants up her legs. Once again, he grasped her ankles in one hand and bent her back easily, as if she were a toddler, so he could slide the baby pants over her diapers.
‘There you are, Princess. All safe and sound in your first diapers. Since it’s rather chilly today, I think we’ll need a sleeper for your nap. Daddy’s doesn’t want Baby Susie to catch a chill, does he? I think we’ll use the pink sleeper for the first few weeks until you adjust to your diapers.
Susie lay there, in a daze, unable to complain about anything further and unable to do so anyway with a baby bottle in her mouth. Inwardly, she was glad to be getting a sleeper since it beginning to feel cold and the sleeper would cover her exposed breasts. Uncle Jack undid her wrists and went to get the sleeper out of the second drawer. He then slipped the warm, fuzzy material over her legs and worked the garment up to her waist, tilting her legs up again to get the sleeper under her diapered bottom and hips. Susie noticed that this sleeper had no snaps on the legs or crotch. He then sat her up so he could get her arms into the sleeper and do up the zipper.
As Uncle Jack zipped her up, Susie noticed as tiny padlock attached to the zipper which she presumed was just a little piece of decoration. She realized her mistake when Uncle Jack took a little key from his pocket, unlocked the padlock, and locked it onto a tiny ring she had overlooked which was sewn into the neck of the sleeper. Her jammies were now locked on and there was nothing she could do to take them off.
Only then did Susie realize her diapers would come off only when Uncle Jack decided to remove them. Once again, tears of helplessness began trickling down her cheeks as her Uncle kissed her good night and told her she would have to stay in her crib for an hour and a half nap.
Uncle Jack added, ‘If you have to go potty, it’s the most natural thing in the world for a little girl like you to go in your diapers and baby pants. That’s what your diapers are for. The sooner you get used to using them, the easier it will be on everyone. To make sure you don’t try to get out of your crib, I’m going to raise the side rail like this. Now go to sleep, sweetheart.’
He then bent and kissed her goodnight before raising the rail and securing it. He then lowered the heavy window shades, plunging the room into a darkness which she somehow found comforting as she snuggled in her warm bed. The day’s events had exhausted her and she fell into a deep sleep.
TO BE CONTINUED……..
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