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By Little_Mouse · Posted
Sad if you can't use the tickets. But you can always watch shows with him and the dolls on YouTube. Jeff Dunham is just the best. My favorite is Achmed the terrorist and Walter. Every year I get older, I feel more and more sympathy for the grumpy old guy 😂 -
The nurse didn’t say anything; she pulled down Kayla’s tights, ripped the diaper open, cleaned her crotch and put a clean diaper on her. “Kayla, come on your own the next time. You are learning your lesson and need diaper changes. I’m a nurse, and I’m no babysitter. Go to the class now,” she disposed of the dirty diaper and turned away. -
By wetdiaper55 · Posted
Great chapter . Pay back is bad for Charlotte . I do love that Oliver is still the baby of the family . -
By AustrianBaby · Posted
Chapter Two - Honesty All the water that Emily made me drink since she entered my apartment, was building up in my bladder. I knew, I could hold it for now, but not forever. I had to come up with an idea. I quietly sneaked to the kitchen door and saw that Emily was distracted doing the dishes. That was my chance. I slowly and quiet walked towards the bathroom. As I tried to open the door, I heard steps behind me. “What are you doing?” Emily asked, but I knew, that she exactly knew what I was doing. “I just wanted to wash my hands after dinner,” I lied. “Is that so? Then let’s wash your hands,” she said with a motherly soft tone, but I could hear in her voice, she didn’t believe one word I was saying. She took my hand walked straight to the sink with me. She turned on the water and washed my hands with soap. “All clean now, let’s go to the couch and make ourselves comfortable,” she suggested. Not only that my plan didn’t work, listening to the running water in the bathroom added even more to the urge I already felt in my bladder. After a few silent minutes on the couch Emily switched of the TV turned to me and said with this dominant tone of hers, “Will you tell me, what you really wanted to do in the bathroom or do you want to continue to lie to Mommy?” “Just washing my hands, I told you already,” I stammered, sounding rather unconvincing. Emily stared at me with a piercing but somewhat sad look. “What have I done to you, that you are so dishonest with me? You can you tell me everything. There is no need to lie.” “What she has done?” I thought to myself in disbelief, “she walked into my home uninvited and put me in a diaper against my will. Maybe, just maybe, that could be the reason I do not share my bathroom needs with her.” I opened my mouth to say exactly what I thought, but I just stammered a few words without context. “I took so good care of you and I even made you dinner and despite all that you cannot be honest with me? That makes Mommy very sad.” Her words hit me like a magic spell. Immediately, a bad feeling spread through my stomach. She knew exactly what she was doing. That was my Achilles heel, I didn’t stand a chance. “I am sorry,” I said without looking into her eyes. I felt so embarrassed, but I knew, that I couldn’t resist any longer. “I need to pee and don't want to do it in my diaper. I don't need one. That's why I tried to sneak into the bathroom,” I sobbed and started crying. For a reason I didn't understand myself, I felt so guilty for lying but also so embarrassed and uncomfortable for revealing my need to pee. “It’s okay, my little baby. You don’t have to cry. Mommy is not angry. She is proud of what you just did. I know it is not easy for you to talk about such things like peeing into your diaper, but don’t forget that you are my little diaper boy. And diaper boys don’t think about such things. They just relieve themselves into their little diaper wherever they are. You can pee into your diaper every time, Mommy will not judge you. She will take care of you. Always.” With swollen eyes I looked into Emily’s eyes and sobbed, “Really? You are not angry, that I lied?” A weight was lifted from my heart. I had only known this woman for a few hours, but it was still important to me not to disappoint her. “No. And now stop crying, there is no need. You have to calm down. Come here I know exactly how we do that,” she said she ordered me to lay my head onto her lap just with her gaze. I did as she wished, and seconds later I was lying with my head on her lap, looking up and waiting to see what would happen next. To my full surprise, she began to unbutton her blouse revealing a black bra underneath it. She unhooked her bra and a look of disbelief lit up my eyes. That was the first time in my life that I saw real breasts – except for my mother’s when I was a baby. Hers not just looked beautiful; they were perfect in my opinion. Not too small and not too big, perfectly matching Emily’s rest of her body. Emily looked down at me and said, “Are you ready for a little treat?” I nodded eagerly. She took her right breast and put her nipple into my mouth. As my lips wrap around the nipple and I start to suck as if by instinct, a soft gasp escapes her throat. “Very good, my boy. Suck on Mommies titties. I know you like that.” She pressed me against her body I realized that she enjoyed it at least as much as I did. Some kind of ingrained reflex was triggered by the sucking, which is why I pressed my face harder against her breast, as if I wanted to make milk actually come out. “Now relax, little diaper boy and release your bladder into your little diaper. Nothing will happen, Mommy is here and will help you.” Emily placed her hand on my stomach to put pressure on my bladder and said, “Let it all out for Mommy.” And it worked. A moment later, the first drops of warm urine began to dribble from my bladder into my diaper. Emily increased the pressure and the drops formed a hot stream that was easily absorbed by my diaper. I could feel the warm liquid spread in my diaper expanding it between my legs while I was still sucking on Emily’s soft nipple. “Very good, my little boy, I am so proud of you,” she whispers as she places her hand on the front of the diaper. She could feel the warmth and wetness trough the fabric. After a few minutes she removes her nipple gently from my mouth. I lifted my head to try to catch it with my mouth but she was faster. “Enough for today,” she said as she closed her blouse. “You liked that, didn’t you?”, Emily said mockingly, “I knew, there was a little diaper boy in you. I think, I just found him.” I blushed, but she was right. I really enjoyed that. It was not like I imagined my first intimate contact with a woman, but it was great. I felt so attracted to Emily right know, I wanted that she never leaves this apartment again. Laying on her lap felt like heaven right now. I was so happy and pleased at the moment, I really forgot that I was wearing a diaper and I peed myself just a few minutes ago. “Let’s go and change your diaper,” she said and patted the front of it. I sat myself up and Emily took my hand and guided me to bedroom. She ordered me to lie down on the bed and I followed her order. Kneeling at my feet she pushed my legs apart, opened the strips of my diaper, lifted my butt gently and pulled the diaper away. Then she put my butt back onto the bed. She took some wet wipes out of her handbag and cleaned my private parts. As she wiped gently and slowly, my penis started to erect. She giggled, “Someone likes the attention.” She popped my penis like the nose of a child. “You are so cute,” she said. “What does she mean with ‘cute’? Is this good or bad?” I thought but didn’t say anything. As she lifted my butt again, she tore me out of my thoughts. She slipped a fresh diaper beneath me, added some baby powder onto my crotch and fastened the diaper around my waist. She was so fast. Then she lay herself next to me onto the bad and started to stroke my hair. “You know, since you were so honest with me before, I want to be honest with you too,” she said. She sounded a little bit guilty. “I have to admit, nobody hired me as a babysitter. I know you from university. Since the first day I saw you in one of my classes, I kind of have a crush on you. You were always so shy and unsecure and I have a weakness for that. I always wanted to take care after somebody like that and I thought, maybe will like that too. It is a long-cherished fantasy of mine and I thought now is the time to try to live it out. So, after weeks of thinking and planning, I came up with this idea. Today after the class I followed you home and watched you walking into this building. I rang at a random bell and somebody opened the door without asking. Then I rang at every door until I found the right one and you opened.” I heard her words but could not believe it; she planed all this. I didn’t know, if knowing this makes the whole situation better or worse. Until know I thought all this was a strange but somehow comforting misunderstanding, but now I felt exploited. She planned that. She saw me and decided, this is the right one to manipulate into a diaper. I stammered a few words. Now I knew why she looked familiar. I have seen her before, but did not notice her enough. “I know, this is all very strange and I feel very guilty for lying to you, but I didn’t come up with another idea to start all this. And although you look really shocked, I think you liked it as much as I like it,” she talked nervously without a break. I really liked it. Awkwardly I liked the power Emily had over me. I also liked the fact that a girl has a crush on me and even took the first step. Even considered what the first step was. I couldn't say a word. My thoughts were racing through my head at the speed of light. I searched for a suitable answer, or just a simple sentence I could say without scaring Emily away, but I couldn't find the words. Emily looked at me impatient waiting for me to say something. Tears started to well up in her eyes. “It’s okay. Please don’t cry,” I finally managed to say. She stood up like she didn’t hear what I said. “I will go now; I overused your hospitality already.” I grabbed her arm and said with all the courage I could find inside of myself, „Please stay. I like you. And I enjoyed our time together – kind of.” In this moment I didn’t know, if I say that because it was true or because I felt guilty again. But remembering laying on her lap sucking her breasts gave me a warm nice comfy feeling inside my guts. Maybe I liked it more than I could admit. True was that Emily was the first woman I felt this affection with. I really liked her presence and even considered how our time together started, I was glad, she was here. I realized, that I really wanted her to stay. And it was because I wanted it and not from a bad conscience. She turned around with a sparkle in her eyes. “Really?” she exclaimed with joy. “You do?” “Yes, please stay. I want to get to know you better.” And so, we talked what felt like for hours. We talked about everything; about childhood, hobbies, her siblings, school, university, and much, much more. It was way past midnight, when Emily took a look at her watch. She jumped up from the bed, started to gather her things and said terrified, „I have to go now, otherwise I will miss the last bus home.” “You can stay for the night,” I tried to calm her down looking at my phone, “the last bus is long gone; the next one doesn't leave until morning.” She looked at me full of surprise. “But if you want to leave, I can call you Taxi,” I continued. She jumped in my direction and gave me passionate hug. “No, I want to stay, silly.” “You can have the bed and I will take the couch,” I suggested out of politeness. “Thank you, but I will take the couch,” she declined that offer, but suggested, „Or we could make a compromise and share your bed.” I really liked that compromise because we both knew it was what we both secretly wanted. “Do you have a spare toothbrush?” Emily asked. Luckily, I had one in reserve I could give to her. As we brushed our teeth together, she said, she had to use the bathroom. And I could also, if I wanted. “I don’t need a bathroom,” I said. “I have a diaper. -
By Princessamaryllis · Posted
Well bugging Amanda was dumb move. Love the story. every one let’s see if we can give Sofia 50 likes by 11:59 on Thursday night as a thank you.
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