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The Misadventures of Diaper Dawn - Part One
Early morning sunlight fell softly across Dawn’s face as she stirred in that misty somewhere between sleep and full consciousness. Wayward strands of shiny long jet black hair streaked her cheek. To the sweet chirping of birds outside her window, Dawn stirred. Her right hand fell onto her right shoulder, lingered momentarily, then moved down to caress her breast under her soft cotton T-shirt. Unconsciously flicking her nipple, she moaned and felt a warm tingling throughout her entire body. Her hand moved on to stroke her tiny navel, then onward, slipping under the elastic waistband of her vinyl pants and into the soft depths of her thick baby diaper. She licked her lips and purred. "Mmmmmm..." She was dry. Dawn quietly withdrew her hand and snuggled contentedly against the large furry teddy bear she used as her pillow. She relaxed her whole body. The muscles controlling her very full bladder relaxed ever so slightly. Timidly at first, a trickle began to flow from between her legs and immediately soaked the area of thick cotton in contact with her pussy. Then a little more. Then more still. Awake enough to know what she was doing, but still asleep enough to be free of inhibitions, Dawn fumbled for the large pacifier that fell from her lips overnight. She found it, put it in her mouth, and suckled. Dawn loved the feel of that first light soaking, feeling the gentle warm spread, especially while sucking on her pacifier. But, as usual, she didn’t care to maintain a delicate, controlled flow. She relaxed completely and her pee stream gushed into her diaper, spreading warm soothing wetness around her entire pelvis. Luscious. A sly smile graced her face. She scrunched down deeper against her teddy bear pillow, saturating her diaper until her bladder had nothing left to offer. So warm, so nice, so sexy. She felt so good. As she lay there, the wetness continued to spread around her hips, settling in the lower area of her left side. Arousal began to overwhelm her. She was definitely waking up. Dawn knew she needed something more. She needed some sexual satisfaction. She drove her right hand through the waistband of her plastic pants and vigorously rubbed the pee-soaked diaper material against her black-haired pussy. Unable to control herself any longer, she brought her hand back up over the lip of the diaper and back down inside the depths of wetness, frigging her clit. Her legs spread automatically to accommodate her hand as her frigging increased in tempo. "Oh… oh… oh… yes… yes… yes… yes, baby… yes, baby." Dawn’s moans grew louder and louder as the pace of activity between her legs increased. Sensations burst forth from within her, gaining continuously in intensity. She felt the first rushes of impending orgasm. "Oh… oh… yeah… yeah… oh… fuck… fuck… ffuuuuccccckkkkkkk…!!!"
Dawn came over and over again in rapid waves, coating her hand in thick sticky juices and rocking her body with an energy that lifted her vinyl-covered ass high in the air and slammed it back down on her sleeping blanket. She caught herself squealing with carnal delight. For several minutes Dawn simply lay there, panting for breath and luxuriating in the feel of sensual wetness around her hips. She sighed and wiped the baby sleep from her eyes, becoming aware of the brilliant morning sunshine and the chirping of birds outside. Fully awake now after her vigorous frig-fest, Dawn rolled over and reached for her waterproof cotton-covered changing pad she kept nearby with her other baby things. Using her long legs, she hoisted her shapely ass high enough into the air to slide her vinyl pants down over her rounded diaper-clad hips. The diaper was thoroughly drenched. She smiled. She liked that. Nimbly she unclasped the oversized diaper pin on each hip and set both aside. "Damn you, Paul," she muttered.
Dawn didn’t mind changing her own wet diapers and doing the clean up, but it was so much better when she could just coo and gurgle while being changed by Paul. She fondly remembered the many evenings she would perch on Paul’s lap, clad only in her diaper and plastic pants and drinking Pepsi, while they watched television together. At those times she could relieve her bladder at her leisure. And she often did. Whenever she let herself go and allow herself to sop her baby diaper, Paul would feel heat spread over his lap and Dawn’s secret would be betrayed. Sometimes she wouldn’t even bother to wear her plastic pants over her cloth diaper. At those times, of course, her warm pee would soak into Paul’s denim-clad lap. Paul would look at Dawn and pretend to frown. She would drop her head down to one side, place an index finger under her upper teeth and look at Paul coyly. Then, no matter what program was on the tube, he would always smile, gather her into his arms and lay her down on the floor. He would go retrieve a fresh dry diaper from her baby room and lovingly change his big baby darling. Sometimes - usually even - he would go down on her or fuck her in the process. And it was so heavenly every time! Paul was tops. But now he was gone. Dawn peeled the wet cloth from her tanned skin and shiny jet black bush, lifted her ass high and removed the sopping wet cloth, placing it in the nearby plastic diaper pail. That done, she sat up and reached for her baby wipes and began to leisurely clean herself. "Damn you, Paul," she muttered again. It was Paul who had introduced Dawn to infantilism and water sports, to such things as golden showers. Dawn was, without a doubt, a bona fide adult baby. And, like so many others, she was now hooked. Dawn liked being hooked, to be sure. Paul had turned her into the adult baby she was. But now she felt more like an abandoned baby. Clean and dry now, she placed a new fluffy cotton diaper under her butt. She powdered herself generously, turning her black pubic bush gray, pulled the diaper up between her legs snugly, and pinned it into place with her giant baby diaper pins with the deftness of many months of baby experience. She decided she didn’t want plastic pants for slinking around the house on a Saturday morning. So she stood up, shook out her cascade of long fine black shiny hair, picked up her diaper pail and attended to her diaper duties. Diaper pail in hand, Dawn padded to the bathroom wearing only fuzzy bunny slippers and her cotton diaper. No plastic pants for a Saturday morning. She rinsed out her plastic plants she wore overnight and soaked that morning and hung them over the shower curtain rail.
She had to get ready for a date that night. It was easy for Dawn to get dates when she wanted them, being an exotic hybrid of sorts. She sported the long sexy legs and trim athletic figure she inherited from her American father. But she enjoyed the long shiny fine black hair and delicate facial features of her Japanese mother. Dawn padded back to her baby room long enough to pick up her pacifier and pop in into her mouth before continuing on into the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee. She sucked vigorously as she poured water into the coffee maker. Sure, it was easy for Dawn to get dates, but she was starting over. Paul was gone now, and she had begun dating again. Three men she had dated seriously since Paul’s departure never called again after they learned of her diaper and pants wetting fetishes. It had all started so innocently, it seemed. Everything happened so quickly. She had just moved out of her parents’ home and, at age 21, was working her first real job as the receptionist for a large high tech company. Paul was a young delivery man who stopped at Dawn’s company often to pick up computer tapes from the MIS department. He had a winning smile and genuine charm. In no time they were dating, and Dawn could not think of anything that first night but getting Paul’s huge boner into her aching pussy. She succeeded, and had no regrets whatsoever.
For several weeks they shared a wonderful dance of playful sexcapades, fucking here, fucking there, fucking everywhere they could get away with it. But it was that night of the premier movie showing that things took a different and wonderful turn. That’s when she and Paul made an exciting discovery that would transform her into a big baby girl. Deep down inside she remained hopeful. But she knew it would be nearly impossible to find another man who would embrace her infantile ways like Paul had. No, she would have to keep her lifestyle a secret - until she found just the right guy and could break the news to him in just the right way. Dawn poured herself a steaming hot cup of coffee, sat down on one of special vinyl-covered kitchen chairs and let her pacifier fall out of her mouth. It was attached to a silky ribbon that ran around her neck. She blew steam across the rim of the cup and looked dreamily at the beautiful morning outside. She loved being a baby. She had become quite accustomed to her lifestyle, sucking on her pacifier, wetting her pants or diaper without any regard to "holding it in", as she was taught during potty training as a young child. In fact she was noticing times when she would forget whether she was diapered or not, even at work. Once she accidentally wet her pants in public at the shopping centre. It was incredibly embarrassing, something she didn’t ever want to do again, but she held her head high and continued to act normal while "shopping" her way out to her car - just as if sporting a wide wet spot across a shapely bottom and crotch were perfectly normal. It was embarrassing, but exciting too. As a result of that accident, Dawn took to wearing some form of shield or disposable diaper under her clothing almost without fail. And now she was so accustomed to wetting herself without thought that she often did it without honestly knowing. How, she wondered, would she fare on her date that night with Mike?
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