Other Fetishes

“You’re our aid?”  I said incredulously to Kayla. “Yes, babies. I am.   I applied to be an aid, and when I saw you were on the list of clients, I pointed out that I was already familiar with your needs, having taken care of you in the past.” I was stunned.   I looked at the girls, and they couldn’t believe it either. “Don’t worry.   This will be great.   I’ve been here for a couple of weeks already, as I took an introduction to care class over the summer.   It would be unethical for me to tell people about your ‘problem.’  Trust me.  Let me show you around.” She beckoned us to follow her.   “This apartment was designed for four students.   There are two single rooms on this side and a double on the other.   I guess they figured I’d take one single and Jason the other, and you two girls in the double.” “But we’re not doing that?” Kim asked. “No.  I’m taking one single.  This is my room,” she said, waving at one of the rooms.   “You three will be in this room.”   She walked us into one of the rooms.   There were three dressers and three beds in this room.   The beds were all pushed together.  “I figured you wanted to be together.” Kaitlyn got a big smile on her face.   “You did all this yourself?” “Some of it.   I got some of the other guys to help me move the beds.   I had to relocate your desks out into the main room as it was getting a bit tight in here.” We walked into the living room, and indeed, the desks were tucked into one side.   “We have a little kitchenette, just a small fridge, sink, and microwave here.” She then led us to another door.   “And this room, I’ve set up as our examining room.”   She led us into a room.   There was a raised and padded table on one side, and some shelves and cabinets.   “We can use this both as an examining and a changing table.   I’ve found the case of diapers you brought and put them here.   And this is for the dirties.”  She stepped on the pedal of a tall trash can, flipping the lid up. “So how is all this going to work?” I asked. “Simple.  You just let me change you.   From time to time, I’ll need to practice other skills on you, like taking your blood pressure and other things.    Just play along.   Other than that, you’re on your own.   If you’re expecting me to feed you, you can forget it.” “She has a point,” Kim said. I smiled.   At least the girls and I would be in the larger bedroom. “Come, let’s go downstairs, and I’ll show you more.   I’ve been here all summer, so I know my way around.”  We went outside, and there were others hanging out in the quad.   “Hi, Kayla,” a boy called to her.  “Hi, these are my roommates, Kim, Kaitlyn, and Jason.  Guys, this is Mike.” “Wow, Jason.   You’re in there with three girls.   Lucky dog.” I beamed, “Yes, I am.”   At least I thought, to have Kate and Kim. We eventually made our way over to the dining hall and ate dinner.   We returned to the room.   “OK, babies.   We’ve been out and about.   Who’s wet?” Kim sheepishly raised her hand. “C’mon, baby girl,” Kayla said and took her into the room.    I hung back with Kaitlyn and then Kayla returned.  “How about you, baby boy?”    I did admit that I could use a change. Kayla took me in and had me up on the table.    She unfastened my pants and pulled them down.  Without much fuss she changed my diaper.    “See, I’m getting good at this,” she said, pulling my pants up.    “Now, let me take your temperature and blood pressure.”  She stuck a thermometer in my mouth and wrapped a cuff around my arm and pumped it up. After a few seconds she wrote down the numbers on both instruments and let me return to the living room.   She followed up with Kaitlyn. “I guess that wasn’t too bad,” I said to Kim.    

They were talking about restricting it in my state, but it seems to have died down. This is like when the first COVID shots were available.   They said they were only giving them to "essential workers."   Turns out Uber drivers are essential workers so I made sure my credentials were up to date (I hadn't actually driven for them in a while) and went down to get mine.   THey ask "Are you an essential worker?"  Me:  "Why, yes I am." I got back and told my wife to just go sign up for hers.   One of the few advantages of being in a Red state was there were lots of vaccine to go around for all who wanted them.

I'm not sure I want to know what mom jeans smell like.  Is that before or after she wears them?

Finally had a chance to catch up here. I'm curious who this new set of parents she's taking her to are. She's clearly the Little Trafficker that was there! Surprised she hasn't put her in a diaper and kept her there yet, but I'm guessing she's been told that her new parents will want to do the honors.

Did you wanna take a nap?  You might feel better.