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Gianna took Roxanne into her apartments and was glad she remembered to keep Roxies shoes and put them on her, perhaps the last bit of adult clothing she seemed willing to let her baby keep thus far. She understood why Roxie didn’t want her coming in now. Independent of the obvious police work she saw scattered on the walls (which she could understand, there was no way of knowing for sure if Gianna was truly out of whatever activities), the garbage was quite noticeable. She put Roxanne down on her feet. “Ok, sweetheart, get the things you need to get. Where are your garbage bags so Mama can help you clean?” She was hoping the answer wasn’t “nowhere, I don’t have any...”

Gianna nodded and got the car where it needed to be, then parked and exited so she could retrieve her baby. “I promise, my little Roxie,” she said, unbuckling and then picking up her baby and giving the woman a tight and tender cuddle, patting her diaper the way she knew Roxanne liked but also knew Roxanne didn’t know why. She carried the adult baby to the building and punched in the code, bringing Roxanne to her apartment. “Mama won’t be mad.”

Gianna did the same. She could tell it was a sore spot for her baby so she didn’t want to keep pressing at it. Maybe it was some amount of serendipity, she could finally give this woman a safe place with someone watching over her that she’d never had before, and might not have ever found! She let the thoughts of a wonderful future as a Mommy guide her through the directions Roxanne had told her, and pulled into the lot for the big apartment complex. “Where to, my babygirl?”

“My baby has to stay safe,” Gianna said with a smile looking back at the adult baby in her car seat. “Maybe for a special treat baby Roxie can come sit with Mama in the front.” She didn’t really want to say no and let that be it, but she wanted Roxie to understand that Mama was the one in charge. She took notice that Roxanne hadn’t called her Mama when telling her about her apartment. “Roxie...” she wanted to speak more candidly and motherly, but she could see how serious her baby was. “Broken glass? Sweetheart, you’re not trying to hide something from Mama Gianna are you?” She looked back at the woman, unsure whether it was something she genuinely wanted to hide, or if it was just embarrassment at how she lived. “Maybe you might need Mama to help you clean up a bit? Mama is good at that kind of thing...”

“You sure, sweetheart?” Gianna said as she sat her baby in the car seat. “Mama can go back and get it no problem,” she said. Somehow it made sense that Roxanne hadn’t been any kind of party girl, but she still didn’t quite believe she’d never had any kind of partner. Or maybe Roxie really was the studious nerdy type. Maybe she was such a loner all her life that just getting the little bit of lavish attention she got as an adult baby triggered something she’d never felt before. Gianna had seen it before on some of Mama’s girls. She definitely saw it in Maritza back in the big house...god she missed that sweet little crook. She didn’t want to think anymore about the ones from her past. Roxanne was her present and future now. She buckled the blushing adult baby into the car seat, and from her pocket she took a pacifier and slipped it into Roxies mouth. “Let’s go then, Roxie!” She slid into the drivers seat after making sure her baby was secure and safe, and typed out a text to Mama Miglietti to let her know they were out of the condo and she was able to move in the furniture...

“Really? Never? Not even at a party or anything?” Gianna shouldn’t have been so surprised, people did live different lives and her own was a bit more adventurous to be sure. “Well, Mama has plenty saved up for my little girl,” she said, kissing her once more on the cheek. She kept listening as Roxanne kept making confessions to her about her life, and it aligned sure what she’d learned so far of her little baby. Maybe this kidnapping would turn into a blessing for Roxanne as well. “I’m sure it’s not as bad as you’re telling Mama, sweetheart.” She started carrying Roxanne out to the car, before realizing she forgot something. “Oh my, your ferret! How can I go they something so important?!”

Gianna smiled and patted Roxannes head as they cuddled. “Awww don’t be shy little Roxie, it’s just Mama.” She looked down at the adult baby in her arms and held her tightly. “Mama’s gonna be there for you and take care of you no matter what. And that means lots of hugs and kisses my little bambina, because that’s who I am!” She smooched the baby’s forehead one more time. “You ready to take a trip and go get your things so you can be with Mama?”

Gianna kept playing peekaboo with her little Roxanne, feeding off her smiles and giggles. She couldn’t help but love how Roxanne looked so much like a baby, even without the very obvious padding on her bottom. This was going to work out, she could tell. Without a warning, she picked Roxanne up in her arms and gave her a big kiss with a few diaper pats for good measure. She really didn’t feel like any of the animosity of the past mattered anymore. That was a different Roxanne. “What a good little girl you are. And cute as a button!” She smooched the baby big on the lips. “Mama found the best little baby!”

Gianna heard the soft reply and opened up her hands so Roxanne could see her face. She beamed a big smile towards her little baby and said “Peekaboo!” She then scrunched her face up into a silly pose, one eye closed and her top lip open, then back to normal. “Bye bye!” She said, then closing her hands back over her face. She could see how much apprehension there still was in Roxanne, a feeling that none of this was right at all, and she really wanted the happy little girl to break out of her shell.

Gianna kept smiling as she worked, mostly up keep her little baby in the same mood, a happy Mama and happy baby. She put on a thick layer of powder and rubbed it in so it covered her whole bottom and groins. “Yes my little Roxie likes the powder huh? So cool and soothing on your little baby heinie huh?” She taped up the diaper tightly and gave the bulk a few good pats before pinning up the onesie. She then looked at the baby shyly hiding behind the ferret and smiles before hiding her own face in her hands. She hoped little Roxie would get what she was doing and play along.

Gianna cleaned up her little baby’s messy bottom, a smile plastered on her face throughout to let Roxanne know she wasn’t in any way disgusted or upset to be dealing with a messy diaper. Every so often she reached out with little tickles to the baby’s chin or tummy, just to keep Roxie entertained. Once she had Roxanne totally clean, she slid a fresh diaper underneath her rear and showed her the baby powder she was about to use on her baby’s nethers. “Look Roxie, this is your favorite part!” she said, giving the powder a little squeeze to see how the baby would react.

Gianna couldn’t help but smile as Roxanne started sucking her thumb. She was sure she must seem as equally confusing as Roxanne, Gianna the gruff and coarse ex-con being a sweet and devoted mother, and Roxie the tough acting tenacious cop now a soft and helpless baby melted in her mothers embrace. But wasn’t that really all anyone wanted in the end, to just be wanted and cared for or cared about? She had some small doubts in the beginning but those were gone now. She could have probably stayed there holding Roxanne forever, but she knew eventually the messy diaper was going to get itchy on her little girls bottom, and she didn’t know quite yet how sensitive the baby’s skin was. With a quick kiss, she picked up Roxanne and carried her to the bed, laying her down and giving her her ferret to hold and cuddle while she went to work changing her little angel. She didn’t want to make too quick work of it though, and she wiped slowly, gently and methodically so that her baby understood unambiguously she was being taken care of in the most devoted way possible. This baby was to be THOROUGHLY cleaned at this moment!

Gianna could swear she felt the change in Roxie, a motherly instinct she was glad hadn’t disappeared. She felt like she had a good sense about what others were feeling, and she felt like she could tell that her baby was feeling safe, secure, comfortable and happy like this. In spite of the full diaper, even. She gently rocked and made cooing noises at Roxanne, not wanting this perfect moment to end. She was the mother of a beautiful loving baby, and it didn’t much matter that said baby was in her twenties and full grown.

Gianna was rubbing gently and suddenly felt Roxanne start to fill her pants, and left her hand static on Roxannes diaper to feel the warm mushy mass. She smiled at her adult baby and cradled her head close. She knew that Roxie was still not fully an adult baby yet, but she was getting there, and Mama Gianna would do her absolute best to help Roxie find that little baby inside who just wanted and needed to be taken care of. “Good girl. Very good girl,” she said, holding the adult baby close to her and barely even noticing the smell of the baby’s full diaper. “My good little Roxie.” She wanted Roxanne to feel more like a baby at that moment and just sat with her on her lap, in a tight warm embrace of Mama to bambina.

“You sure sound cranky, little Annie,” Sydney replies as she harshly tugged Anastasia away. “Babies that get cranky need naps.” The dragging continued, though Sydney maintained the upper hand, to the nursery room. “Now I don’t really care if you sleep or not,” she said, fighting to get Anastasia in the crib and cuffing her wrists and ankles to the bars. “I won’t be the one getting spanked in my next class if I’m a little fussy britches though.”

“Mama will change your diapy sweetheart, don’t you worry,” Gianna said, reaching up to wipe away Roxannes little tears. “I know it’s icky but that’s why you have a Mama, baby girl.” She started rubbing her baby’s bottom to relax her, the gurgling sound she heard letting her know it wasn’t long before the adult baby filled her diaper. “Mama will take care of her good little baby Roxie...”. There wasn’t a second thought or even a question that she’d take care of her baby no matter what.

Gianna watched Roxie turn about eight different shades of red before finally asking in what had to be, at least to Gianna, her meekest voice yet. It confirmed to her mostly that Roxanne was still harboring a small conflict inside, but it was fading. “So poo then, darling. Mama won’t be upset if you’re a little stinky girl,” she said, smiling and nuzzling the baby’s nose. “You’re just a baby, you can’t help it, right?”

Gianna felt her lap get warmer as she retracted her hand from the diaper check, and knew what Roxanne had just done. She nuzzled her baby closer, proud that the woman was taking those important steps to be more of a baby. “Very good girl, Roxie sweetheart,” she said, patting the now squishier and more soggy garment. “Such a good girl to go potty in your diaper for Mama. That’s what good girls do,” she said, knowing Roxanne would do anything to be a good girl and hear that praise. She didn’t think that Roxie would ever let herself go all the way and give up her potty training, even if she said that’s what Mama wanted, but as long as Roxie embraced her diapers, Gianna figured that was good enough for her.

“When you’re ready to become a big girl again at the end of your sentence,” Paul said, making sure she was well powdered and thickly diapered. “Until then, you’re our baby and you stay in diapers. He took Mya up into his arms and patted her diaper gently to let her know it was clean and dry, then started carrying her to her high chair.

“Did you hear something Sydney? I think the baby was trying to threaten us, it sounded angry but it was just gibberish,” Courtney said, standing up and condescendingly patting Anastasia on the head. “I’m sure you will, widdle baby. You’ll have your widdle toys make us pay, huh?” She faked being sad, then started to walk away. “See you later, little Annie...”.

Gianna smiled as she could tell Roxie was really adjusting to being a baby, and had used her diaper a little bit without being prompted or told she had to. She looked at Roxie with a warm smile as she turned her diaper patting into a diaper check. “Good girl, little Roxie,” she said, upon finding the obvious signs of wetness; she knew Roxanne would drink in the praise even as she found it confusing that Gianna would want her to use her diaper. “That’s what your diapy is for, my little bambina...”

Paul was the one to respond to the plea, coming into the nursery room to tend to his little girl. “Morning Mya sweetheart,” he said with a smile, tickling Myas chin a little before checking her diaper with a finger in the leg band. “Oh my, you made a lot of tinkles when you were sleepy, huh?” He says upon feeling the soaked padding able to tell it was about to leak. “You’re gonna need a dry diapy.” He picked Mya up from the crib and brought her to the change table.

Courtney ignored the pathetic pleas from the girl strapped in the high chair, and talked very pointedly looking at Sydney. “What a whiny baby, am I right? Always thinking her Daddy is gonna bail her out forever. Did he put you up to it?” Sydney held the bottle square in Anastasia’s mouth. “No, this is from the dean of students,” she said to Courtney.

Gianna beamed with pride at her baby’s cute request, giving her a noticeable nod to say “of course, my little one” without the words, and sliding her into a cuddle. She pressed Roxannes head against her chest, maneuvering her baby’s padded bottom into her lap and feeling it already a little warm and squishy. It was the perfect cuddle between Mama and baby and Gianna felt so complete having her baby in her arms, like nothing in their past even mattered. As she felt Roxanne relax, she patted her rear end, knowing it’d make the adult baby melt even further into her.

It was already too late for that, as Courtney approached the high chair. “Well, would you just look at this! High and mighty Anastasia, getting fed a baby bottle by this nerd...”. She shrugged at Sydney’s glare, like she was saying “tell me I’m wrong”. Courtney pulled a chair over and sat in it backwards, admiring the humiliating scene in front of her. “Whoever you pissed off, they got you back good.” Sydney kept her gaze on Courtney, holding the bottle more tightly. “Do you mind, Annie needs her baba.”