Mommies and Daddies

Thank you Dlbychoice for your thaugts and insights.  I also see the benefits of wearing 24/7 but I am struggeling to accept anyway. The longest period I could keep on going was 3 weeks. Than I try to go without diapers, what often results in troubles. I wish I could let it go 

A bit different, a quick bit of fun I need a mall day. I read the email from my supervisor: ///// “Cynthia, Your request for a half day off is approved. Tom P.S. Great job with the Hansen case BTW, they are very pleased.” ///// I smiled to myself… Dang right it was a good job. I worked my tail off finding those public records of that shit. Glad someone appreciates it. I grabbed my phone and called my BFF, Julie. We’ve known each other since college. Too bad she’s straight, maybe we could have been an item at one time. But now, it’s more like she’s the sister I never had… ///// “Hello?” “Hey Jule…. I got the afternoon off, let’s celebrate.” “Oh… hey Cindy… I can’t. I sort of promised Kathleen…” “Oh… dang.” “Well… it’s nothing major, maybe… maybe you can join us? We’re just going to have a wax party?” Aw sheesh… I would love that… but ever since I got drunk and made a pass at Kathleen… “Are you sure? I mean… you know how the last one ended….” “I’ll make a deal with you…. You do me and I’ll do Kathleen.  And no wine this time…” “DEAL!!  What time?” “She was coming over to my place about four, then we’d make an evening of it.” “I’ll bring some pizza!” “Great!! See you then.” ///// After I hung up I realized: Shit… that means Kathleen will be waxing me! Is that a good thing or a bad thing? The thought of her touching me down there…. But knowing her, after last time, she’d probably enjoy ripping my pubes off with warm wax!! … I arrived right on time with two medium pizzas. Julia answered the door, “Hey girl, come on in. Kathleen is pouring.” I carried the pizza to her kitchen counter where Kathleen was pouring a glass of wine. Now, don’t get me wrong, Julia is good looking. And as I said, we’ve been BFF’s since forever. But Kathleen…. Her blond tresses, those ample boobs…  and those lips, when they touched that wine glass…. Shiver. She noticed me staring, “Julia says no wine for you tonight… right?” I blinked and shook my head a little, “Yeah… listen… I’m sorry about…” She shrugged, “Just remember…. It’s never going to happen. You’re nice Cindy, but I’m just not into girls.” Sigh… here I am with two women, and nothing is going to happen. Oh well… Julia came into the kitchen and opened a box of pizza as she said, “I’ve got the wax warming up in the living room, let’s eat while it’s getting ready.” … With Julia, the three of us slipped back into our comfortable selves. Julia and I have waxed each other’s legs since school. And when I asked her to start doing my kitty, she just shrugged and obliged. I offered to do hers once, but she declined. Then Julia invited Kathleen to one of our ‘wax parties’ a few months back. We always had a nice evening, until last month. That’s when I got too drunk. … Kathleen was on her third slice when she tossed her half-eaten slice back onto the lid of the box, “Ugh… I can’t eat another bite.” Julia picked the pepperoni slice from Kathleen’s discarded piece while I burped from the fizzy cola. My burp smelled of sausage. Julia licked her fingers and closed the lid of the pizza box, “Then let’s get started. Who wants to go first?” I jumped at the chance, “Let me do you first Julia… then I can have some wine.” She shrugged and we all headed to the living room. Now, the unwritten rule was, only one girl at a time gets undressed. Then they have to put their bottoms back on before doing the next girl. Before Kathleen joined our little parties, Julia said she wanted it that way because she sometimes got uncomfortable if I stared too much. Hey, I’m gay, what can I say? I sure as hell am not going to let some guy wax me, and on my salary, having a girlfriend do it is a lot cheaper! Since I asked to go first, Julia started by dropping her jeans. She left her panties on though, as I said, she’s not interested in going further than just her legs. I picked up a spreader stick as she sat on the designated hardwood chair. And I behaved myself, concentrating on the task at hand. Other than a couple of ‘yips’ from Julia, it went fine and soon she was pulling her jeans back up over perfectly smooth, hairless legs. As I got up from being on my knees, I mentioned, “Now for some of that wine….” Julia stopped me, “Maybe you should wait, just watch some tv or something while I do Kathleen.” I was a little miffed. I mean yeah, I know what happened last time, but the idea that I wasn’t able to control myself at all?  Then Julia said gently, “Please?” “Oh all right… I’ll sit over at the table,” I capitulated. Julia was a good friend through thick and thin, and I didn’t want to make a scene. I pulled out my phone and played some silly game. I glanced up when I saw Katheen take her panties off. Going for the ‘landing strip’ look again I suppose. Now don’t stare…. When Julia dropped to her knees in front of Kathleen’s spread legs…. Nope nope nope!!! Don’t look, concentrate on your game!!! To her credit, Kathleen didn’t make a sound the entire time. When she called my name, I looked up and she was fastening her jeans, “Okay Cindy… you’re up.” I don’t wear jeans to work; the office has a ‘dress code’. As I walked over to ‘the chair’ I reached behind and unzipped my skirt and placed it on the back of the chair. Then in one quick swoosh, my panties went on top of my skirt. I watched those blond tresses of Kathleen swirling around as she knelt in front of me. Her hand reaching for the applicator, she asked, “The usual? Full Brazilian?” All the other times, I had no problems with Julia doing it. It was simple, just something we’d been doing for years. Like brushing your teeth, or going to the OB/GYN. You just spread your legs and…. But this time with Kathleen, I felt nervous, almost shy. “Well?” Kathleen asked, tapping her free hand on my knee. I spread and decided to look up, not at her. Then it began. She started at my ankles. Maybe she was as uncomfortable as I was about this. She knows I sort of have a thing for her… But she’s “not into girls” She didn’t say a word and Julia seemed to have left. Then I heard her in the kitchen, cleaning up, I guess. Kathleen was working up my legs methodically, soon it was time and I felt warmth over my pussy. Then… YEOW!!!  That one hurt!  What did she do, wax half my pussy at once!!! I jerked and looked down at her, she wasn’t looking up. I whispered, “Hey, easy…” She didn’t look at me as she started spreading wax again. She just replied, “Oh don’t be such a baby…. Oh wait… I forgot… you LIKE being a baby….” I tipped my head back and gritted my teeth. It’s true… I do that sometimes. That’s why I put up with this… I like being completely smooth… like a baby. And I’m still a bit upset that Julia told you that. “AHHH!!!! JESUS!!!” I swear, that time she almost tore off my labia! I jerked my head down to stare at her, but she was finished. I mumbled, “Julia does it in smaller patches… it hurts less…” Kathleen was standing up, “Well… it’s finished quicker this way.” I looked down and touched gingerly. Yeah, it was as bald as a baby’s… but it was also a bit red. I picked up my skirt and slipped it on, going commando. With the way she did it, I didn’t want to risk panties for a little while. I just tucked them in the waistband of my skirt and said, “Now for some of that wine.” Julia was walking back from the kitchen with a glass already poured and handed it to me. She simply said, “Here you go, this will help.” She’s right, being half drunk usually, it doesn’t seem to hurt as much. But this time, stone sober, and the massive size of the patches the way Kathleen did it…. I took a huge swig and drank half of it at one go. Kathleen had to leave soon, but I stayed back to help Julia clean up and put things away. Then we sat and gossiped for a while. Julia paused at one point and said, “I’m glad you and Kathleen worked things out. You both mean a lot to me, and when you two had that fight… Well I felt sad.” I nodded. Then I said, “Well, I think she got a little back at me tonight. Between being sober and the way she did me….  It HURT!!” Julia giggled, “Why do you think I don’t go that far?” I shrugged and finished my glass, “Yeah I know… but you know how I like the whole ‘baby girl’ thing.” She laughed, “Yeah… I know you. You’ll probably go home, put on a diaper and finger yourself to sleep.” That HAD been the plan, but now… the way it still stings.  I squirmed a little and said, “I don’t think so tonight.” Then I punched her shoulder playfully, “And I’m STILL a bit miffed that you told her that about me!” She shrugged a little and apologized, “Yeah, I know. Sorry I did that, but we were drinking and she knew you were a lesbian and I think…  I don’t know.” I leaned/ fell sideways a little and put my head on her shoulder, “I forgive you. Just try not to spread it around… Okay?” She reached her hand and patted my head, “Deal. Now, are you okay to drive? Or should I get you an Uber?” I sat up straight again, “I’ll be okay. I only had one glass this time.” She saw me to her door, gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek. As she started to close the door, she winked and said, “Good night baby girl… sweet dreams.” … On the way home, I tried to understand it. She’s the one girl that just doesn’t… ‘do it’ for me. She’s more like a sister. And who wants to have sex with their own sister? Now Kathleen on the other hand… But after what she did tonight, I don’t know. I like the loving, caring, mommy-type. Kathleen showed me a bit of her mean side. I remembered afterwards, I wasn’t staring at her body any more. Maybe she did it on purpose… to discourage me. After I got home and undressed, I used the bathroom. It still stung when I wiped so I decided against anything below the waist and just snuggled into bed and fell asleep. … Over coffee and toast, I remembered what Julia said last night. “…probably put on a diaper and finger yourself…” Hmm… it DOES feel better this morning…  But maybe… I grinned to myself as I hatched my plan. I put my cup in the sink and went into the bedroom, straight for my stash. Just the act of pulling the thin drug-store brand diaper up between my legs and I was gliding my fingers over the soft cover. No… not yet… Let’s do things right… I got up and found a camisole instead of one of my usual B-cup bras. Then my yellow sun dress. Perfect! THIS little girl is going shopping. Just be a good girl and don’t tinkle too much… these diapers don’t hold a lot. I was giddy with excitement as I got out of my car and walked into the mall. Granted, my outward appearance wasn’t strange at all. I had my yellow purse hanging from its shoulder strap and my dress was a respectable length. And between my camisole and didee… nothing would show through. Perfectly respectable… But I knew my little secret. I wandered past a few shop windows, although I did linger for an extra minute looking at the Victoria Secrets display. Sigh… don’t have the boobs for that. But if I had a mommy that dressed like that….purrrrr… It was getting close to lunch, so I wandered over to the food court and got a plate of Chinese. As I ate, I ‘people watched’. Aww.. there’s a mother with a little girl in a stroller. Look at the pretty booties she’s wearing. Do they come in my size? My eyes wandered, two teenage boys were checking me out. Forget about it guys… I tried boys… wham… bam… thank you ma’am…  No thanks. Then I saw her sitting about ten yards away. Whoa… long blond hair?? Check…  Big round boobs?? Check… Legs to die for??? Check… Her skirt wasn’t THAT short, but it was short enough and her legs were angled in my direction. I started imagining those legs wrapped around my head…. Then I noticed the neckline of her dress. It wasn’t crazy, but there was some nice soft boob showing….  Oh… I wonder what sort of nipples she has…. I was squirming in my chair a little now. And squeezing my legs together. One of the reason I like diapers… I can feel it pressing against me when I squeeze my legs like this. Holy SHIT!! She just winked at me?? Maybe?!?!?! My hopes rose, but then suddenly dashed when I saw a brunette bend down to give her a hug and sit down with her. Crap! Why are all the good ones taken. I kept staring though, I felt myself getting worked up over her body. But she seemed to be talking to her friend now. I hardly noticed the brunette. Seemed a bit older… jeans and a sweatshirt. Blondie… why don’t you ditch her and come check my diaper? Would you?  Would you cuddle me against those boobs and let me suck on them?? Dream on girl… half the women I’ve been with were freaked out by my diapers, and the other half were BITCHES… But hey, I can dream can’t i?? I watched as Blondie got up and walked away, even her ass had a nice look. But then I realized she was alone. I glanced back at the table she was at just in time to see the brunette pick up her trash and walk in the opposite direction. I looked back towards Blondie just in time to see her disappear around a corner and she was gone. Dang… all worked up for nothing. I looked around a bit more, but nothing compared. But now I had a need between my legs and I didn’t want to go home yet. I picked up my tray and emptied it in the bin and walked out of the food court. Next to the food court was the multiplex theater and I had a thought. I stopped to study the movie posters of what was showing. Well… If I find one that’s not too full…. I’ve done it before. If the movie is nice and loud… I felt a little thrill at what I was contemplating as I walked over to the ticket counter. Then a quick stop for a box of candy and a soft drink. As I picked up the cold cup, I smiled to myself. Baby girl might have an accident on the way home…. Giggle It took a moment for my eyes to adjust, but then I could tell. Only about six other people, and they were all sitting either in the middle, or down front. Perfect!! I headed for the far back, along the side, not in the middle. I chose next to the wall. Not a great view of the screen, but privacy was the deciding factor. I munched my candy waiting for the movie to start, sipping on my drink. I was watching carefully as a couple came in, but they saw me, so they sat on the opposite side, far away from me. They probably have the same idea, and don’t want anyone too close either. One more person, but they sat down towards the middle. Then the movie started as the lights dimmed. I honestly don’t know much about the movie, that wasn’t the point. I finished my candy and in the darkness; I lowered one hand between my legs. Partly the thrill of what I was about to do, partly thinking of Blondie… but I inhaled sharply when my fingers touched my inner thigh. Oh geez…. I need this… This is going to be good… Now… just let out a little pee…. Poor baby Cindy… can’t hold it can you….  Just a widdle baby…. When the hot urine splashed against my diaper and against my smooth labia… I knew I was going through with this, no matter who noticed. My fingers brushed the soft covering of my diaper and it felt like electricity against my kitty. I closed my eyes and started fantasizing… Baby Cindy needs diapers…. Baby needs her mommy… Suddenly I heard a noise next to me and a voice whispered , “Naughty girl…. ” My heart leapt into my throat as I jerked my hand away and sat up straight.  I turned to look and said, “What the hell? You’ve got the whole theater…” It wasn’t Blondie… It was the brunette. I was pissed. Here I was, about to enjoy myself and this woman… She sat down and leaned over, whispering in my ear, “Hate to break it to ya… But she’s as straight as an arrow.” I was confused, “What? What are you… Who is straight???” I felt her breath in my ear, “My blond friend. I saw how you were checking her out. She’s straight as can be. Not at all like me…” I was flummoxed, I didn’t want to admit to this older woman anything. But in one sentence she had told me blondie was straight, and that she wasn’t. But I heard myself stammering a little as I tried to deny it, “I…I wasn’t checking her out….She… she…” I stopped when I felt her lips kissing my neck, whispering, “Don’t deny it, I saw how you were squirming and squeezing your legs together… I’m a woman, I know what that means.” “N…no… NO I wasn’t.. and why did you follow me?” I couldn’t help but tilt my head away, giving her easier access to my neck. I felt her lips on my ear, “I bet you twenty bucks your panties are wet. Care to prove me wrong?” I felt her hand on my knee and then between my thighs as she whispered, “Wet I win, dry I’ll leave…” Shit!! If I wasn’t already so worked up… but dang… those fingers are nice… But what is she going to do when… when she touches…. Then she did. Her fingers found the soft backing of my diaper and froze. For what seemed like hours, they just rested there. Then her voice in my ear, “… interesting…” I tried to make up some excuse, “It… it’s just …. Just protection…” I felt her fingers explore a little. One gently pulled at the elastic opening of my leg. Then her breath in my ear as she whispered, “Nuuu…. It’s a DI-PURRRRRR” Suddenly her hand pushed deep between my legs, reaching under and cupping my diaper directly against my kitty. Then she whispered, “Well it’s not wet panties… but it’s still WET!!!  I WIN!!!” “P…please….” Her voice shifted a little as her hand squeezed again, “Please what? Do you need Mommy to change you sweetie? Did Mommy’s little girl tinkle in her DI-PURRRRRR” The way she emphasized that word, then she kissed my neck again and my legs just spread of their own account. God… this is… this is just what I’ve dreamed of…. “Say it sweetie… Tell Mommy you want your DI-PURR changed…” I scooted forward a little and rocked my hips a little against her hand. My voice was barely a whisper, “Yes Mommy….  Baby needs her… her diaper changed….” I whimpered when she took her hand away. I opened my eyes as she reached for my soft drink and said quietly, “Be a good girl and finish your drink. Then Mommy will change your diaper.” My hand trembled as I took the cup from her and sucked on the straw. As soon as she heard the slurp of the straw draining the cup she reached for it and put it in the cup holder. She stood up and reached for my hand, turning, “Come along baby… Mommy will take care of you.” I followed, holding her hand as we left the movie. The light was bright outside and I squinted, then sneezed once. In the movie lobby, instead of heading back into the mall, she led me through the outside doors to the parking lot. I was puzzled, “But the family restroom is back that way…” As we walked between the cars, she just said, “I know sweetie, but neither of us has a spare diaper. Mommy’s going to get you some.” We stopped by a late model red sports car. She opened the passenger side door. “What? You drive around with spare diapers in your car?” I asked. She took a deep breath, “Look, I know where I can get some. Then we’re going to my place where I’m going to change your diaper and you’re going to take a nap with Mommy. Understand? If you behave, I’ll let you suck my tits.” My mouth must have fallen open as I stared at her. Then she reached and hugged me tight, planting her mouth over mine. Right there in the parking lot she stuck her tongue down my throat and I moaned softly. I don’t even know your name? My car is over… Ooo god… her hand on my bottom… What the hell!!! I sat down and buckled as she shut the door and literally RAN around to the driver’s side to get in. We drove a few miles and she stopped at some shop. She shifted into park and said, “Mommy will be just a minute baby…. Behave yourself and no playing with your kitty while I’m gone.” Then she was out of the car and striding with determination into the shop. And here I was interested in Blondie, when this woman… Is she really going to change my diaper? Maybe I shouldn’t have left my car at the mall…. And what was that wisecrack about playing with my kitty??? Just then she reappeared, carrying a large blue and white package. She opened my door and set the package in my lap saying, “Hold these for Mommy.” As she walked around and got in again, I stared at the package. There was an image of an open diaper on it. Words jumped out at me, “Medium”, “Extra absorbent”, “10-hour Protection”, “For bowel and bladder…” SHIT!! Now THESE are DIAPERS!! Only 20 of them and it feels like 20 pounds!!! As she drove, I became curious, “Uh… I’ve never worn anything like these before…” She glanced at me as she drove, “Little girls that tinkle a lot need nice thick diapers. Trust Mommy.” I held them in my lap, reading and rereading the information. I turned the package around and there were some instructions. Mommy must have seen me reading, “Don’t worry, Mommy knows how to change little girls that still wear diapers.” I blushed again, but her words sent a thrill straight to my kitty. I found myself whispering, “Yes …M…mommy.” She gave me a quick smile and said gently, “That’s a good girl.” It turned out she didn’t live all that far from me. Another apartment complex that I often drive past. She parked and got out and came around to open my door. She took the diapers and then reached for my hand, “Come along baby… Second floor, number 2C.” She led me inside and put her purse on the small dining table, saying, “Leave your purse here sweetie… you won’t need it until after naptime.” As soon as I took my purse from my shoulder and laid it on the table next to hers, she reached for my hand, saying, “This way little one…” She led me to her bedroom and tossed the diapers on the bed. Then she turned me around and I felt her fingers pulling down the zipper of my dress, letting it fall to the floor. “EEEP!!!” I exclaimed as I turned to see her draping my dress over a bench tucked under a vanity. All she said was, “Can’t take a nap in such a pretty dress. Now lay down sweetie while I go get some baby wipes.” I stared at the bed where she had tossed the package of diapers. It’s all happening… like one of my fantasies… but those diapers…. They look so… ‘SWAT’ I felt a thump against my bottom as she returned and said, “I said lay down… now be a good girl, or Mommy might have to spank.” SPANK!?!?!?! Wait a minute…. ‘SWAT’ her voice raised a little, “Now sweetie… I mean it.” I did as she said and lay back on her bed. It was soft and had a faint smell, just like her perfume. She leaned over me and reached, “You really shouldn’t use these cheap drug-store ones sweetie. They leak.” I blushed a little when she tore open the sides and peeled down the front. She paused and smiled. Her voice was tender again, “Yes, just as I thought… a little baby girl with no hair. Don’t you worry… Mommy will take good care of your little kitty. Now lift….” I lifted and she tugged the soggy thing from under me. I watched as she popped a couple of wipes from the pack she had retrieved and shivered when I felt the cool touch between my thighs… I felt a hand on my ankle, accompanied by, “Can baby lift her legs for Mommy? We have to clean your bottom too.” It was a little awkward, but with her help I managed to get my legs pointing straight up in the air. Not good enough, Mommy pushed gently until my feet were above my eyes. All she said was, “That’s my baby girl… have to make sure you’re nice and clean…” Geez!!! She can see my ass, Oooph… She’s WIPING MY ASS?!?!?! When she said, “Tsk tsk… Baby needs to wipe better… or ask Mommy for help next time,” I blushed bright red. She let go of my ankles but said, “Now keep your legs just like that sweetie… “ I felt like I was completely on display, which is exactly what was happening. I heard a rip as she tore open the package of diapers. Then a slipping sound and a crinkling. Her voice explained, “These have a nice plastic backing, so they won’t leak little one. And they make a nice crinkle sound. Like diapers are supposed to.” I felt her slip it under me and then her hands gently guided my legs back down. But she didn’t pull it up between my legs. Instead, I felt a finger slowly trace up the fold between my right thigh and hip, then down the other fold, avoiding my kitty. She whispered, “Your little kitty looks a tiny bit sore sweetie…. Do you want Mommy to kiss it and make it feel better?” I heard my voice beg, “Yes Mommy…. PLEASE!!!  PLEASE KISS IT AND MAKE IT BETTER….” I watched as she lowered herself between my legs, her voice was gentle. I could feel the warmth of her breath on my kitty as she whispered,  “Shh…shh.. Mommy’s here… Mommy will make it all better….” Then her tongue touched me. My knees jerked upward and apart, presenting myself to her eagerly. I heard her whisper, “Such a wet little girl… no wonder you need diapers…” My hands slid under my camisole and gripped my small tits. Her hair may not be blonde, but oh GOD…. OH GOD!!!! I was shivering and lifting my hips towards her tongue. Then I felt her shift and two fingers entered me while her tongue danced over my clit. I was clenching against her fingers as I shivered, but she didn’t stop. My body shivered as I climaxed but she didn’t stop. She brought me right back to the edge and I felt myself rocking my hips, but she didn’t stop. Her fingers wiggled inside me for a second climax; only then did she finally stopped. I was out of breath, and my tits were feeling sore, I had pinched and squeezed them so hard. My knees flopped sideways, any modesty forgotten, as she used another baby wipe to clean my kitty again. My eyes were still closed when I felt her tugging the thick diaper between my legs and I heard the tapes being applied. I peeked when I heard her taking off her clothes; then she climbed in next to me, pulling a soft blanket over us. Her arm reached and pulled me to roll on my side facing her. At first, I was a little confused, she seemed to be laying a lot further up and I wanted to lay my head on her shoulder. Then I felt something against my lips as she whispered, “Here sweetie… Good little girls get to suck Mommy’s titties.” I mumbled, “Call me Cindy.” Then my lips latched on and I suckled. It was wonderful. I was floating on cloud nine, ready to take a nap when two things occurred to me. I let go of her nipple and said quietly, “I need to pee… I’ll be right back and then I’ll kiss Mommy’s kitty…” Her arms tightened around me and she kissed my head. Then she said, “Use your diaper sweetie… And don’t worry about me… just wet your diaper and suck on Mommy’s titty.” I blushed a little and latched back onto her nipple. It took a couple minutes, but I managed to pee in my diaper. I was surprised how quickly it absorbed every drop. Mommy must have known when I wet it because she patted my thickly diapered bottom and whispered, “Good girl….” And that’s the last I remember before falling asleep. The End???

Right, but it's far from easy, I guess I'm just still too uncertain  

Near the end of the movie, Ben Gazzara's character is blown away by several local businessmen.  When the police arrive, there are no arrests because no one saw nuttin.  In 1981, McElroy was gunned down while sitting in his parked truck on the main street of Skidmore, Missouri.  There were dozens of witnesses, but no one saw nuttin.  No arrest has ever been made.  

The problem is,, I can't add the number,, She calls from her personal cell phone an she has it blocked, so unless there is a way to find out what a blocked phone number is?? I don't have a way. I tried to save her to my contacts with the blocked number a while back and it didn't work.. But thanks for. the advice..