2011

Love the whole idea, having someone who loves you and looks after you because they want to. Getting spankings occasionally and diapered then breastfed sounds wonderful.

Maddison glanced at the room once more—now while sitting on Camilla’s lap. It was strange to think of the space as a mix between a child's room and a nursery, yet Maddison felt there was nothing left to add. She smiled as she hugged Camilla and said, "Whatever Mommy wants to do—I'll let you choose."

Chapter 9 : A Deserved Rest ----------------------------- "Lynnie," Peony said softly, yet sounding clear in the silence of the house. "Did Madison..." Lynn nodded before Peony could finish her sentence. The note was still there on the table, so Peony had probably already discovered that for herself. It was probably just something to say to fill an otherwise awkward silence. This moment didn't need to be awkward at all, Lynn's mind returned to her great success of the day, painting a broad smile on her face. "I found a job!" Peony's eyes went wide. "Congratulations, sweetie. I didn't know you were looking for one?" Her congratulations were sincere and so was her surprise. Lynn's smile did diminish somewhat at that question for the answer she had to give. "I," she started slowly, "I wanted to be able to afford wearing diapers." Joy spread to Peony's cheeks and she was clearly trying not to laugh. "That makes sense," she said. Then with a giggle: "How wet is our baby now?" Heat immediately exploded into Lynn's cheeks, today's personal victory forgotten. She loved being in a diaper, even a wet diaper, but somehow it was still mortifying to admit the state it was in. She explained in a quiet voice: "It's soaked, I don't think I should even sit down anymore." Peony put down the diaper she was holding, then immediately picked it back up. "Alright, then let's go get you cleaned up." A protest that Peony didn't need to help died in Lynn's throat before it could form, her hand instead reached out towards her housemate's and then she was being led upstairs. A flick of the lightswitch with diaper in hand lit up the bathroom better than the tiny window could provide. That window was only there to allow for airing it out. Neither Lynn nor Peony closed the door, they were home alone anyway. Peony put the fresh diaper down on the side of the sink and Lynn was suddenly being undressed. Blouse pulled over her head, skirt and tights dropped to the floor, leaving her standing there in little more than a massively swollen diaper. It was bulging embarrassingly. "You definitely waited too long for a change," Peony said with a little concern in her voice. The velcros detached one rasp at a time, following by a heavy splashing thud as the diaper smashed into the ground under its own weight. "Time for a shower, Lynnie. Clean your bottom and your... intimate parts thoroughly, okay? Call me when you're done." Rolling up the dirty diaper and grabbing the clean one as well, she exited the bathroom in the direction of Lynn's room. Left alone, Lynn swallowed. Why did being told to wash thoroughly as if she was a little girl make her feel so loved?  With a twist of the knob Lynn set the shower to running. She closed the door and pulled her socks off, the only pieces of clothing she was still wearing. With her hand she tested the heat of the water and stepped into the shower, hearing Peony descending the stairs outside the bathroom door at the same time. Surrendering to the warmth and the caress of the water, Lynn stretched her toes and her feet and her legs, letting herself feel the soreness of walking all day. The warm water running over her bottom and between her thighs felt familiar. She cupped herself for a moment, just enjoying the sensation, then grabbed the soap and began washing herself. She started down there, wanting to wash herself thoroughly as Peony had instructed, so that's where she started and where she also finished. Stepping out of the shower, she felt clean, and a little proud that she had done a good job washing herself. Drying off properly took a while, the enormous soft towel making it a pleasing activity.  Finished, she wrapped the towel around herself and grabbed the hairbrush. Her hair was dry and not particularly long, but avoiding knots was always a good idea.  First things first, Peony had said to call her when Lynn was done. Thinking of yelling from the top of the stairs made her swallow her voice, so she headed downstairs just wrapped in the towel. Peony was dancing around the kitchen, cooking. Two pans on the fire, along with a pot. The mixing aromas of fish, meat, and spices inviting her to sit down. Peony twirled around, putting butter back in the fridge, giving each of the pans a shake, taking a quick peek inside the pot. With a couple steps Lynnie was inside the kitchen, pulling at Peony's sleeve. "Uhm, I'm done showering." Peony didn't quite jump, but she did jerk her head, blushing when she saw who it was. "Oh, Lynnie." She planted a kiss on Lynn's forehead. "I thought you'd call me from upstairs. One second, sweetie." Her fingers danced over the fire's buttons, lowering settings. She grabbed the pot and drained water from it at the sink. When she put it down, she went on: "Did you get...? No, obviously not." That came with a glance at Lynn's waist. "I prepared your clothes on your bed. Let's go get you dressed." There wasn't a moment's delay before Lynn was led upstairs by the hand. She could only blush. The last time Peony had been this direct was when she really needed a diaper change during one of the first days, and Lynnie had to admit that it made her heart flutter to have Peony take control of her diapers like that. Well, she admitted it to herself. Admitting it to anyone else would be crushing, the feeling alone was already embarrassing enough. Peony had indeed prepared her clothes on her bed. The diaper lay spread open ready for her bottom, the onesie with hearts readied next to it and a pair of soft slippers stood next to the bed. Where those had come from she did not know, they were not hers.  "Go on, park your butt on the diaper so I can get you padded up," Peony said with a smile and a pat on Lynn's bottom. Lynn dropped the towel and did as she was told, her heart beating so loud that she thought Peony should hear it.  With a sprinkling of powder, Peony had the tapes in place to have her snugly diapered in no time at all. She was even better at it than last time. Sliding the slippers in front of Lynn's feet, Peony helped her up in one smooth move. "Arms up!" She instructed and pulled the onesie over Lynn's head. The crotch was snapped shut before Lynn even realized Peony was doing it. With a kiss on Lynn's forehead and a pat on her diaper, she said: "You look cute. Now let's go finish dinner so we can eat." Downstairs Lynn plopped herself down on a kitchen chair in her fresh fluffy diaper, waiting patiently for Peony to finish preparing their meals. Throwing the ingredients of the two pans together, Peony stirred them with a spoon. A few more quick dashes around the kitchen and she had two plates of rice with fish and meat and a few vegetables on the table to eat for the two of them. "Thank you for cooking, Peony," Lynn said. "And for diapering me. You really are great at taking care of me." Peony smiled. "You're welcome, sweetie. Now eat up before your dinner gets cold. You earned it today." Her words were warm, but there was a hint of tiredness in it.  Lynn knew exactly how her housemate felt, she was absolutely exhausted herself with everything that had happened today. She put a spoonful into her mouth, it was delicious. She tried saying saying so with a full mouth, which made Peony giggle. "Eat with your mouth closed, baby," Peony said with a giggle and a wink, some of that tiredness gone from her voice. After eating a moment in silence, she broke it with "so tell me about this job that you found?" Between putting spoonfuls in her mouth, Lynn made a short narrative of her day. Too tired to tell the whole story, she left out most of the details, finishing with: "Thad seems like a really nice man. And it's a bookstore, I didn't think I could get a bookstore but it's such a wonderful place. Old fashioned and just like I dreamed of." While telling the story, she could feel how sore her legs really were. By the time Lynn had finished her story, Peony was already done eating. "I'm so happy for you, sweetie. It sounds like the perfect job for you." She was standing up to grab two glasses of water. "Can we watch a movie tonight?" Lynn asked. "I'm too tired to do anything else." She finished the last bit on her plate and immediately chased it with water. Peony drank her own water more slowly. "Sure thing, sweetie. Did you have a movie in mind?" Lynn was honestly too tired to choose, so instead she said: "You can pick, Peony." Her housemate frowned thoughtfully. Fifteen minutes later Lynn cuddled up to Peony on the couch, blanket covering her diapered form and Peony's legs. The opening credits of the movie were flashing across the screen as Lynn simply enjoyed the feel of warmth and comfort snuggled up to her housemate. She smiled, watching the lights of the tv dance in front of her. The movie was going a lot faster than she thought it should. When Peony returned from the kitchen with a mug of tea, she nestled against her again. The tv's glow turned into a dream where she really was Peony's tiny baby, held close in her arms and fed with a bottle. Her friend's voice broke through into her dream: "Not what I had planned tonight, but I'm glad I could take care of you." She felt a kiss on her forehead.

Thank you! And you shall!

Heyo! Sorry about that! I do plan on continuing it!