Chapter 5: The Discussion
“Is that what you want, Baby Sunshine?”
“I…just want to be babied. I’ve never had anyone that would do it, but I do feel bad about the accidents.”
“It is perfectly fine for you to have accidents, especially if you are a baby girl. You aren’t fully potty trained.” He led me to the shower and rinse me and washed my boy, my messy butt (ew), and my hair. I had never felt so clean before after having my messy accident. This was why I didn’t mess with I did wear. It was just a pain to clean up. Jason and I decided that for tonight, there’d be no bubble bath and I was fine with that. Maybe another day. There was always tomorrow.
Jason pulled out the diapers and one of my baby nighties, booties, and my pacifier. He led me to his room, and laid me down on his bed. He had told me before that he had a studio, not a two-bedroom townhome. It was bigger than it looked, too.
“This is not a studio,” I said.
“No, but I did not want to intimidate you but this place is only a two bedroom townhouse, though we could build more in here, if we wanted to.” He powdered me and then put cream on my chest and body. A baby lotion with a lavender smell. It smelt very sweet and relaxing and was meant to help me sleep. Would it make me fall asleep? I had no idea. Next, he taped one of the pink diapers on me. When I sat up, it made a distinct crinkle and he smiled at that. Then, he put a pair of rumba panties with a plastic lining-and it would prevent leaks. Even though these diapers us thick, I figured just in case. Finally came the nightie and the booties. I was comfortable and ready for bed. Jason asked me if I wanted some hot chocolate, while he made coffee. I knew he wasn’t going to ask me if I wanted coffee, but I didn’t like it anyway. We would talk over our plans as a baby girl and maybe daddy. I sat on his couch and waited patiently. I had my throw blanket with me because I got cold fairly quickly. He brought my hot chocolate in a pink mug and he had a coffee mug.
I asked,
“Do you work tomorrow?”
“Actually I’m off. But we have to talk about this, and what we are going to do, baby girl.”
“What do you want from me?”
“Well, baby girl, I want you to embrace this side of you. Obviously, you want this or you wouldn’t have been at that store. You are a baby girl and you need someone to care for you. Have you always been taking care of yourself on your own?”
“Yes, my family threw me out when I was eighteen. So, I went to college, graduated, moved out of state, and have been working ever since. It’s just been me and my dog, lately.”
“And you just have put in so much work. How’d you make the discovery of being a baby girl?”
“I guess it’s always been a part of me, until one day, I was curious and discovered that I wasn’t the only one like me. I thought I was weird, till I discovered I wasn’t alone. But it’s not really public for me.”
“There’s way to make it public and no one at work will ever know it. Or any of your friends and family.”
“My luck with hanging around other ‘babies’ hasn’t been good either.”
“Oh, I’m sure you just haven’t spent time with the right people. I had a baby girl once-and she just didn’t want to let things go naturally.”
“So, what’s your story?”
“Been through a lot in my life before I found my career. Now I work and if time permits, I’ll enjoy what time I do have off. I get days off, my dear, but a lot more when March rolls around.”
“It’s barely January,” I replied.
“Yes, and this winter has been busy but last month has been slow, due to holidays. But delays in some cases drive people crazy. Sometimes I have to go and ship it off.”
“As upper management-you still do that?”
“Sometimes. Turnover for entry-level positions is high and sometimes we are understaffed in the office.”
‘I know, when I was a junior business partner, they saw many people go in my company. I moved up mainly because of my education.”
“Business?”
“Yup. I do a lot, still. And I may have to train a few juniors when I get back to work.”
“Company does reward work, though. Work hard, play hard. That’s what I believe.”
“Yeah, I see it everyday.”
“You think I could be one of the best.”
“I’m sure, but it’s not you. You need to calm down.”
“What do you mean?”
“You live to work. But you’re not happy. You miss being free. That’s why you’re a baby girl. It relaxes you, even know, even though you are talking like an adult, you’re calmer and more relaxed.”
“I suppose I am,” I respond.
“Baby Sunshine,” he responds, “I want you lay down and relax….relax your mind, your soul-you are on vacation. On a beach paradise…feel the water flow. Let that settle you down.”
I lay on the couch, calmly. I was feeling sleepy and relaxed.
“Close your eyes…and just sleep. Let it flow out….you are a baby girl. My baby girl, Baby Sunshine and you will become the baby I want you to be.”
I slowly was falling asleep, to the sound of his voice.
Jason POV
“My baby girl, you do want this or you’d never be so brave to tell me anything. Now of course, my voice is what will calm you. You will relax and be you. When you’re with me, you will have the urge to use the bathroom like a baby-and hope that you are diapered. And I want you to be my baby girl. Only mine. I don’t have any others, and I will treat you like the princess you are. I have a few rules, like any other Daddy would.
1) As a baby girl, you will always call me Daddy. (I won’t respond to anything else)
2) Usually if I address you more than once as “Baby Sunshine” or “baby girl” you’ll know how to address me. Otherwise, you will address me normally.
3) You will use your diapers for everything.
4) I will change you no matter what.
5) You will eat what I give you. Whether it’s baby food and adult food.
6) Enjoy your time. Be happy with your freedom.
7) If you disobey me, you will be punished accordingly.
8) Punishments depend on the severity of misbehavior.
9) With the exception of work, you will be a baby girl, if the situation allows it.
She was sound asleep, so peaceful, so calm. I placed a pacifier in her mouth and covered her up better under the blanket in the couch.
Good baby girl.