Mommies and Daddies

Picked a Daydreamer for tonight. 

Chapter 7   We strolled out to my car looking at each other and smiling. We climbed in and Ash sat in the passenger seat.    “So what's your place like?” She asked.    I put the car in gear, “It's a high rise, overlooks the city, marble floors, big windows and we have full changing service baked into the rent price.”    “That's awesome. Would they change me if I happen to go while I'm there?”    “They'll change anyone I bring them. I babysat my niece a few years ago and they even changed her.”    “Wow! That's a really great service to have and I bet because they're right in the building you don't have to wait for a daily appointment!”    “Exactly! I can just buzz down and they'll come up to change me any time.”    We drove across the big bridge that connected two halves of our city. We looked out at the glistening blue river below as the orange sun set hit the water.    “Wow.” I said.    Ash looked at me. “It's beautiful… and the river's not bad looking either.”    I laughed and blushed as we kept driving. “It's golden hour.” I said with a smile.    We pulled up to my building and into the underground parking garage. We parked in my assigned spot and walked in through the back lobby.    “Hello Miss Applegate.” Wally said with a smile.    “It's a good day, Wally. I've met a dame.” I said in an old timely presenter voice.    “Congratulations! Would you like me to send something up? Chocolate covered strawberries maybe?”    “How about a couple Espresso Martinis?” I looked to Ash to see if she was ok with it. She nodded at me then I nodded at Wally.    I walked confidently on and pressed the elevator button.    “Wow, elevators, room service, man servents.” This place is fancy.” Ash said.    I laughed, “Wally's not a man servant, but yes he works for the building. I have to pay for anything he brings.”    “I guess that makes sense," she said.    The elevator doors opened and we walked inside.    We stood quietly as the elevator lifted us to the 30th floor. The door opened and we brushed shoulders as we exited. We walked down the hall to my door and I put in the code to unlock it. I walked in.    “Home sweet home.” I called out as I did a little twirl.    Ash followed me in, “Holy shit this place is fancy.”    “I know.” I smiled proudly, “I have a balcony that looks over the whole city! Wanna see?”    “Yeah!” Ash smiled.    I took her by the hand and pulled her to the glass doors. We stepped outside and Ash's face lit up as she gazed upon the bright lights juxtaposed by the darkened city at night.    “It's beautiful.” Ash said.    “It is.”    “So what is it you do to afford all this?” Ash asked.    “I'm a Human Rights Lawyer. All those people out there like us. When someone is mistreated by the system I defend them, by suing the people in charge. When the victim gets paid reparations I take a cut.”    “Wow, you must be really good to get big cuts like these.”    “One of the best in the city.” I said proudly.    “And still being in diapers doesn't hinder your career at all?” Ash leaned backward on the railing and looked at me.    “It did at first. Who wants to hire a lawyer who poops her pants? But that was the big question. People who poop their pants want to hire someone who poops their pants. They want a lawyer who understands them. Who can see past their diapers or their IPD diagnosis and see the person who's being abused.”    “Wow, that makes a lot of sense…” Ash looked deep in thought for a few seconds, “What kinda cases do you handle? What's the coolest thing you've done recently?”    I looked a bit smug as I leaned on the railing too. “Well actually, I recently uncovered a psychologist with a forced regression fetish who had been abusing his power and wrongly diagnosing mature adults with immature personality disorder. Once we proved it to the disciplinary council we went through every case he saw individually and re-evaluated them with a team of psychologists. I freed over 55 people from childish lives they didn't need. Including a 42 year old woman who had lived as a baby for 20 years, sleeping in a crib, pooping in diapers. All that time wasted and now she's finally free. I visit her now and again. She's gotten a lot better. No more baby talk from the obedience tapes the doctor prescribed.”    “Holy shit. You're a legit hero!” Ash hugged me, “You legitimately saved that woman's life. 20 years of unnecessary babyhood. What are her plans now? What will she do with her life?”    “Last I heard she's going back to college. She's gonna be a gynochologist like she had planned to be before. The university is even letting her keep her bachelor's which she had already earned.”    “Wow, that's amazing.”    We heard the glass door glide open, “Two espresso martinis.” Wally said as he sat the tray on my glass table.    “Thanks Wally.” I said.    “Will there be anything else, Miss Applegate?”    I turned to Ash, “Hey, do you like hot tubs?”    “Hell yeah!” Ash jumped a little with excitement.    “Cursing is a vice, don't get addicted, little one.” Wally said.    “Little one?” Ash scowled.    “He knows we're in diapers, he's just reminding you not to swear.” I explained.    “But I'm not a little one. I'm a grown woman.” She growled.    “Sorry if I offended you, Sprout, I just don't know your name yet.” Wally tried to laugh, embarrassed, “Most women like being called cute or little.”    “Well I don't, so don't call me that.” She said with bass in her voice.”    “Absolutely. What would you prefer to be called?” He asked.    “Call me Miss Mondale.” She smirked.    “Absolutely. Can I head downstairs now?” Wally asked.    I stopped him, “Actually we were gonna use one of the hot tubs on the roof, so I'll need you to change us into our swim diapers.”    “WHAT??” Ash was obviously startled.   “Well they're not gonna let us wear bikinis.” I told her.    “Oh god.” She slid her hand down her face.    Wally turned around and walked back into my apartment. We followed him in and to my bedroom. We laid down on the bed next to each other and Wally tugged our bottoms down.    “Uh oh, somebody's soggy.” He sang as he pushed in on Ash's diaper.    “Stop it! I'm an adult!” She said firmly.    “An adult with soggy padding.” He sang again.    “Ugh.” She growled and crossed her arms.    “Where do you keep your swim diapers?” Wally asked.   “Oh uh, top shelf in my closet, should be in a box labeled summer.”    Wally walked over to my closet and stepped straight in. I heard him rifling around in there until finally I heard something drop. “Found it!” He shouted.    He strolled back up to us and placed the diapers next to us “Now do you want Sharks, Dolphins or Pink and White?” He asked.    “Sharks!” Ash said quickly.    “I'll take Dolphins.” I said.    Wally got to work untaping our diapers, then he grabbed some baby wipes from on-top of my dresser. He wiped Ash down and she shuttered and squirmed, “It's ok baby, you're gonna be alright.” He said softly.”    She looked pensive as she tried to calm down.    Wally slid the thick blue swim diaper under my butt, then he lifted the front between my legs and fastened the velcro sides onto the front. “There we go.” He said. Then he walked over to Ash and did the same with the shark one.    We stood up and looked at each other. “God damn these are thick.” Ash said.    “They need to be able to filter your pee into normal water.” Wally explained.    Ash nodded and curled her lip just a little.    “Do you wanna borrow one of my swimsuit tops?” I asked her.    “Sure, what colours do you have?” Ash asked.    We walked over to my closet and I dug around in the summer box. I pulled out all of my swimsuit tops and left the closet spreading them all out on my bed.    “Oh, I'll take this one.” She said, grabbing a black tie side top.    “Alright, I'll wear this one!” I grabbed a triangle top with flowers on it.    I began taking off my shirt, but Ash grabbed my arm. “Emma, Wally's still here.” She said.    I looked at him. “Oh uh, you can go now, Wally.”    “I'm alright here.” Wally smiled.    “Leave now.” Ash said firmly and clenched her fist.    “See ya around.” He said and quickly got out of there.    “Thanks.” I said as I unbuttoned my shirt, “Wally's been around a while, I never really think of him seeing me naked. He sees my privates almost every day. So I never think of it as much of a big deal if he sees my boobs.”    “Are you kidding?” Ash asked intensely, pulling her t-shirt off over her head, “As unpottytrained women one of the few parts of ourselves we actually get to keep private is our boobs. It's the one thing that's just for us and our romantic partners.”    I thought about that for a few seconds, “huh, I guess you're right.” I unbuckled my bra and allowed it to fall to the floor, “I'm so used to a lack of privacy I didn't even consider that. Maybe there’s something important in that.”    “Sure there is. It's dignity. We're not babies. We're grown women. We deserve to have privacy when we want it.” Ash took her sports bra off over her head and I saw the true mass of the gorgeous mounds, I almost drooled.    I shook my head to exit the trance, “Privacy and respect are important. We don't get much dignity as we are.” I got to work putting on my top.   Ash wrapped hers around and began fiddling with the ties. “It's small.” She grunted.    “It's mine.” I smiled awkwardly.    “Not that you're small! Your breasts are great!” Ash jumped to not insult me.    I smiled at her and blushed, “Thanks.” I grabbed the strands and tied them for her into precious bows. “There we go, perfect fit.”    “Thanks.” She smiled.    We stared at each other for a while, neither of us knowing what to say.     “You wanna go up to the hot tubs now?” I asked.    “Absolutely.”    We went back out to my balcony and grabbed the espresso martinis. We left my apartment and took the elevator up to the roof. Wally was waiting for us by the entry way.    “Good evening. Hot tub four has been signed out privately for you until 10:00. After that just call me and I can renew it longer.”    “Thanks Wally.” I said.    “Is there anything you'd like me to bring?” He asked.    “How about a charcuterie board and one of those floating board games?”    “Absolutely.” He said and then quickly left.    Ash and I walked through a long hallway of curtained cubicles. I pulled one curtain aside and held it open for her. She walked in. “Wow.” She said as her eyes glittered against the fairy lights.    “It's our own private cubicle.” I told her.    “Ugh, this’ll be so freaking nice.”    I climbed up on the wooden stairs and dipped my toe in the water. “Oh fuck, that's a good temperature.” I said.    “I can't wait to relax my muscles.” Ash did a little dance with excitement.    I slid my foot into the water and stepped both feet in, up to my calves, then I slowly glided into the water, feeling my body relax as I drifted gently into a seat.    Ash followed me in, she stuck her foot in first. “Mm oh my god.” She moaned. Then she slowly climbed in and sat in the seat next to me. “This is so good, Emma. I can't believe I brought you to my crusty old dump when you live like this.”    “Hey, don't say that. Your place had… character.” It took me a few seconds to think of a non insulting adjective.    Ash laughed, “And that character is the great mighty pooh from Conker's Bad Fur Day.”    I laughed too.    We stared into each other's eyes and then Ash moved in closer. She put her arm around my shoulder and I snuggled into her.    “So how often do you use these hot tubs?” Ash asked.   “I used them a lot when I first moved in, but now I mostly use them for company.”    “Do you have a lot of company?” She lifted and eyebrow.   “No, not really. I try to meet new people, but it's hard.”    “Yeah, not many people as cool as us out there.” She laughed and hugged me tightly with that one arm around me.    Suddenly the curtain flung open, “I have your charcuterie board.” Wally said as he places the board on a little indent on the side of the hottub.    “Thank you Wally.” I said, “Is that Queen's Cheese?” I asked him.    “Yes it is!” He smiled proudly.    “What's Queen's Cheese?” Ash asked.    “It's the cheese that Queen Elizabeth had made in the basement of Buckingham Palace.” I felt a little smug as I said it.    “Holy shit, that must be expensive.” Ash said.    “That's a dirty word for a nice clean hot tub.” Wally said.    “Bro, you gotta stop.” Ash said and Wally shrugged his shoulders.    “Thank you Wally that will be all.” I told him.    “I brought the floating board game you requested too.” Wally lifted the box and gently sat it in the water.    “Oh thank you. What one’s this?” I asked him.    “It’s Bonky’s Island Trivia!” Wally said.    “Bonky?” I asked, “You brought us a children's game?”    “Well I saw you were wearing a Bonky diaper when I changed you earlier, so I figured you might be a fan.”    I sighed and rubbed the bridge of my nose.    “I can go get you something more grown up.” He offered.    “No, this is fine.” I said, “Just head out.”    “Absolutely ma'am.” He turned to leave, “If you need my help just ring the bell, I'll be back in a bit to check your diapers.” With that he left and closed the curtain.    “He's gonna be back to check our diapers?” Ash asked.    “It's hot tub policy for the unpottytrained.” I rolled my eyes, “The swim diapers help hold on our poops a little bit, but if we leave them too long they can leak.”    “Ah I see. But can't we just be responsible adults and ask him to change us?”    “That's what I said, but the answer was a firm no.”    “Ugh.” Ash groaned and rolled her eyes.    “You wanna try the game?” I asked.    “The Bonky game? For IPD sufferers?”    “It could be fun. I mean it may have childish branding but it's just a rudimentary trivia game. It could be fun to get all the questions right.”    Ash cracked a smile, “Yeah that might be fun.”    I opened up the box and inside were three decks of laminated cards; red, blue and yellow. There was a board on the bottom of the floating box that had a squiggly line of colourful squares. There were two small foam dice as well and some little pieces in the shape of different Bonky characters.    “I'll go first if that's ok.” I said.    “Sure.” Ash nodded.    I rolled the dice into the hot tub and they floated on top of the water. “A two and a one. That's three.” I said, then I moved an Olivia the Octopus Piece three spaces. “Ah red I guess that means I get one of the hard questions.” I smirked.    “So I grab it and read it?” Ash asked.    “Yep.”    Ash grabbed a red card and read it outloud, “Which three countries were involved in the Horn of Africa Conflict of 1998?”    “What?” I furrowed my brow.    Ash looked confused too, “What three countries were involved in the Horn of Africa Conflict of 1998?”    “Jeez, I have no idea. This is a Children's game, right?” I looked at the box.    Ash thought for a second, “It's branded with Bonky. Bonky’s more for IPD sufferers than actual children. So maybe the questions have to be more advanced even though the players aren't mature.”    “I guess that makes sense. Most IPD sufferers have graduated high school. They're just childish emotionally.”    “Care to take a guess?” Ash asked.    “I guess, Kenya, Ethiopia and Somalia? They make the biggest parts of the Horn of Africa.” I shrugged.    “You're close.” Ash said, “It was Ethiopia, Somalia and Eritrea.”    “Damn. I've never heard of Eritrea.” I groaned.    “Me neither, honestly.” Ash chuckled.    “So do I get a point?” I asked with a desperate smile.    “I'll give it to ya.” Ash smiled cleverly, then she picked up the dice and threw them too. “Uhh.”    “Three and four, that's seven.” I told her.    Ash picked up a piece and moved it 7 spaces forward. “Ah, blue, is that easy?”    “Yes, if memory serves.” I picked up the card, “What are the three most populated cities in Europe?”    “What!? How am I supposed to know that!?” She shouted.    “How is a person with a child's mind supposed to know that?! This is a Bonky game!” I half shouted too.    We laughed together hard and held each other close.    Ash sighed, “I don't know. I'll just name the ones everybody knows, London, Paris and Munich.”    “Ah, you got London and Paris right, but the third one is actually Moscow.”    “Really?” Ash seemed shocked, “You don't really expect Russia to be that populous.”    “I know, I had no idea.” I agreed.    “I wasn't expecting these questions to be so challenging.”    “I have to do more.” I said, then grabbed the dice again. “6.” I said, then I moved forward, “Yellow should be medium difficulty.”    Ash grabbed a yellow card and read it, “What were the names of the three scientists who figured out how to manufacture insulin?”    “Oh crap, I know one of them, uhh, Charles Best. Uhhhhh I think I can remember uhhh.” I grunted trying to recall the names, “Frederick Banting and James Coppola.”    Ash nodded her head. “Swear to God you were almost dead on, last guy was James Collip. James Coppola is a director.”    “Ah yes! I remember now.”    “I'll give you that point too.” Ash smiled.    “Thanks.” I smiled softly back at her.    We carried on like that for quite some time, laughing at the difficulty and honestly failing a few of the questions. There was a chill in the air, but the warmth of the tub and the spirit of our blossoming love kept us warm and enthused.    Things shifted when Wally came back. “Hey girls! I think it's time for some diaper checks!” Wally said with a smile.    “Seriously dude?” Ash growled, “I don't need checked, I'm not a baby.”    “Sorry Miss Mondale, but it’s the rules of the building, I don't make them. But if you don't wanna be checked you're welcome to get out.” He said sincerely.    Ash rolled her eyes and stood up, walking over to Wally, he pulled back her swim diaper and looked inside. “There we go, all clean.” He patted her on the butt, “Emma?” He called me over as Ash sat back down.    I cringed, “I'm ok, I'm all good.”    “Emma, it's building rules. If you don't get checked you have to get out. You don't wanna end up paying a cleaning fee for us to drain the hot tub.”    I sighed, feeling extremely nauseous all the way to my core. I stood up and walked over to Wally, turning myself around.    He pulled back my diaper, “Uh oh, someone's poopy, and trying to lie. That's not the actions of someone who's ready for potty training, Miss Applegate.”    “I know.” I whined, “I just didn't wanna be exposed as messy in front of Ash.”    “It's ok.” He patted my shoulder.    “Yeah it's ok, Emma. You don't gotta be embarrassed of that in front of me. Lord knows I shit myself almost every day.”    “No swearing, little one.” Wally said.    “Bro! Come on!” Ash snapped.    “Now Emma, there's two options. I can take you back to your apartment and clean you up there, then put you into that pink and white cloth swim diaper you have or I can clean you up on the floor here and put you in a disposable swim diaper.”    I sighed and said, “Disposable.” before I climbed out of the hot tub and laid down on the floor.   “I'll go get a diaper and some wipes.” Wally said, before he stepped out of the cubicle.    Ash peaked over the hot tub to look down at me, “How come you didn't tell me you needed to poop? We're both potty training together. I could've gone with you.”    “I didn't wanna stop cuddling with you.” I pouted at her.    “Aww. I didn't wanna stop cuddling you either.” She smiled, then she sat back in the hot tub.    I laid there for a few more minutes until Wally came back, he undid the velcros on the sides of my diaper and opened me up. “Look at that, it's all sludgy, this was gonna leak in a few minutes.”   “Sorry Wally.” I pouted.    He spoke softly, with a smile, “It's ok Emma. But I hope you understand that this is why we do checks. You're a grown woman and you practice law well, but when it comes to toileting you're no different than the babies Ash is so desperate to prove you're not like.” He began wiping me down and cleaning me up.    I looked away, saddened to hear this unpleasant truth.    He balled up the old diaper, “I'll launder this and get it back to you tomorrow.” He said.    “Thank you Wally.” I said, then I climbed back into the hot tub.    “No problem. Just ring for me when you're ready to get out and I'll walk you down and change you.” He winked at us than he casually left the cubicle.    “So is Wally the only guy who works in this building?" Ash asked.    “No, but he's the second Head Concierge. There’s usually a lot more employees in the building, but it's night so the staff aren't as plentiful as usual.”    “I see.” Ash nodded her head, “Can we request a woman to change us?”    “Trust me you don't want that. You might end up with Yvette. She's… forceful.” I spoke carefully, trying not to be rude.    “You pay a lot of money to live here. You can't request specific staff? Who's your favourite to get changed by?” She asked.    “Wally's good, he talks down to me a lot, but he's gentle and it's hard not to coo at someone when you're changing their diaper. Plus he has full access to all the building's resources.”    “Oh ok. There's no one who treats you like an equal or even a paying customer?” She asked.    “I mean, there's a few. Ryland is good. He's this drippingly gay guy. Tall, fat and joyous. He's always excited to talk things out, it's a bit like getting your hair cut. Data is this Korean woman, she's autistic so everything is very robotic and efficient with her. Donald is this old Naval vet. He's a pervert so he takes his time wiping me, but he talks to me like I'm a viable sexual partner so that's something.”    Ash nodded her head, “Would any of them be here now?”    “I can ask.” I told her.    “Go for it.”    I rang the bell and in less than a minute Wally opened the curtain, “Yes girls?” Ash and I were wondering if there are any women on duty to change us?”    “Oh uh absolutely.” Wally looked a little hurt that we didn't want him. “Should I call her now?”    I looked at Ash and she nodded her head.    “Yes.” I said.    Wally left and closed the curtain, we lingered in the hot tub for around 15 more minutes until Yvette poked her head through the curtain. “Hello girls. I'm putting you to bed tonight.”    “Oh no. We just need changed back into our normal diapers.” I laughed politely.    “That wasn't a question.” She said dryly.   

Welp, it's safe to say I don't get it. At all. This concept somehow goes completely over my head. How can all these so drastically different worlds nevertheless be weirdly connected in this mysterious way? One looks like the real world. One has fancy technology. Another doesn't. In yet another one magic is real. But they're all connected, coordinated and controlled by 'The Academy™️' with their mysterious memory-erasing pens???  Is it all just a massive hallucination or holo simulation? How else could AI now be reincarnated as Wendy?..  I just don't get it 😢  Oh well, I shall keep reading and see what happens! 

Packaging preview sugests its built on the megamax line, so could be interesting for sure!

Yep, I'm gonna go through with it.  Very soon!! 😃