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I kiss my baby girls forehead as she gently nurses from me. Any anger or malice was gone from her eyes and I hummed a gentle lullaby. At one point her tongue grazed my nipple, making me shiver. After time I switched her between breasts. It took maybe an hour before both breasts were feeling lighter from the amount of milk my beautiful baby girl had drank. I lifted her over my shoulder and gently spanked her bum and patted her back until I heard a slight burp. then I gave her another kiss before carrying her over to the changing table. It was time to get her out of that wet diaper.
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Jessica blushed at the contact, her eyes wandering from the Baby to Anastasia as she really began to process just how beautiful the woman before her was, the evening twilight catching on her face and illuminating her eyes. Eyes that held something intense within their gaze. Eyes that made her feel damp between the legs. I was in a deep sleep. The dream had taken me to that strange and extremely girlish but also fetishized room again. I was still dressed up as a girl with a diaper on full display. The room was larger than I remembered, and to my surprise everything in the room seemed to have a rather perverse motif to it. There was a bouncer in a doorway at the corner with a rather large dildo in the seat, a tube connecting underneath it that ran up to a hanging, bulging red bag. There were letters on it saying something but I realized in horror that as familiar as they looked, I couldn't read it. There was a similar dildo i the seat of a rocking horse, which had straps on it where the hands, feet, and neck of the rider would be, and another dildo sticking straight out of the wall around face level. Even the robot, I realized in greater horror, standing in the corner, had a strap on around its waist. It also had more arms than before, ending in what looked to be more dildos, a vibrating wand, a pair of suction devices, and more. The robots general shape was also looking a lot more feminine, the strange animal dildo around its waist not withstanding. The changing table was fully decked out with changing supplies, oil, lotion, powder, the works, but also an array of differently shaped plugs. At the end of the Crib where the backboard would have been instead was a pillory that could be raised and lowered, and alongside another enema bag ending in another dildo-nozzle there was a large paddle hanging on the wall with the words BAD GIRL carved into it. Near the counter was an array of pacifiers, baby bottles, and Sippy cups, each ending in a phallic shaped nipple. Topping it all off was a machine at the end of the changing table with the largest ribbed dildo of them all attached. I went to move and that was when I saw Mommy and Aunty both come in. I wasn't sure where they entered from but they were both wearing Strap-ons, one which had one of the before mentioned bottles where the Dildo should have been. They were both rather sweaty but excited looking, as though they had already been busy with something I hadn't been able to see. Aunty also held the remote for the Robot while Mommy held her remote for the toy shed put in me before we went out today.
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I sucked gently on my pacifier as I drifted deep into dream. I was admittedly getting used to these naps. And being able to sleep in general, to be honest. It was a fair change from the insomnia and nightmares that had plagued me for years. that said, the more I changed, the more when I slept my dreams got.... weird. Embracing this change so much as to really really like it weird. I woke briefly, only catching a small bit of conversation between mommy and aunty as I was put in my car seat, before passing out once more. In my dream though, that's where things got weird....
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I smile as my baby girls eyes open, giggling lightly as she starts sucking on her thumb, only to blush as she expresses being hungry for milk. my milk. I could feel my heart skipping a beat as I scooped her up into my arms, noticing her diaper squishing a bit. She was going to need a change soon. But first... I scooped up a plush pink blanket, swaddling her in it until she was safe and warm with just her beautiful face peeking out from the center, smiling at me as she feels cozy. My heart pounds as I lower my blanket, the pale flesh of my breast becoming visible, my nipples achingly stiff as white gleams of milk start to grow from the tips as I bring her head up to my breast, the nipple brushing gently against her lips as a heated, erotic ache grew between my legs, her hot breath sending shivers down my spine.
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I blushed as mommy picked me up and carried me over to where her and Aunty had been sitting. I hadn't meant to interrupt them. As much as I missed being romantically involved with Jessica, even I had to admit they made a cute pair, and Mommy had by now more than proven she was capable of protecting and caring for her without breaking a sweat... unlike how much I had struggled with it. My face fell a bit, something I imagine nobody but mommy would really notice, as my mind raced once more over my failures that had lead to this position. I was content and cared for, and yet... part of me would always wish things had been able to go differently. If life had been more fair, if Id had even one chance to do things right, I wouldn't have needed that shady extortion and espionage job. maybe then, I would still be a man, instead of feeling my body changing to be more and more feminine each passing moment from mommy's strange technology. I sighed, only to be stirred from my thoughts as my head rested against mommy's lap. Her smile was warm and genuine as she looked at me, slipping the nipple of the bottle between my lips. As I drank, I couldn't help but wonder if she would, in time, come to really see me as her baby girl, or maybe even a part of her and Jessica's relationship, instead of her foolish captive. I may never know. My eyes grew heavy as I drank the formula, Jessica humming a song she used to say was ours when we were dating, and soon I fell asleep, barely stirring as I was gently tucked back into the stroller.
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When I woke, the first thing I noticed was the presence of my baby girl resting on me. It felt.... right. I blushed lightly. I hadn't shared my bed with anyone since that professor.... I was glad it was with her at least. My baby girl was still asleep, and, much to my surprise, was eagerly sucking on her thumb in her sleep. I wasn't sure where the pacifier had gone, but the sight was still adorable. I had other pacifiers of course. she would be fine later. Until then, I decided not to disturb her. I had little doubt my baby girl would be hungry when she woke, and may need a change after that. I had still yet to decide what we would do with the day though. her training was going well, judging by her progress, but I wasn't sure it was safe just yet to take her into public. I let out a contented sigh, and gently stroked my baby girls hair behind her ear, just watching her sleep.
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I blush for a second before picking up the toys they'd given me. Most of the kids were farther back on the playground equipment and their parents weren't really letting them get any closer. I was fine with that though. This at least would let me try and do something. At first I considered making a sign for Help in the sand, but the more I tried to focus on letters and numbers in my head, the more they blurred and squiggled. in the end, I just started making a sand castle. I was pretty sure the last time Id tried making one of these was before I could fully walk, so I couldn't say it wasn't appropriate. However, once Id gotten it about as big as I was and was just putting on the finishing touches, I looked up to see that Mommy and Aunty weren't talking anymore. Instead they were kissing, which made me blush deeply and a funny feeling started up in my diaper again. I just looked down and started building a wall around the sand castle, letting them have their fun. However about 30 minutes later, my tummy started making noises and hurting. I remembered my last change at the mall and was sure something unpleasant was on its way. I didn't really want to, but I didn't want to disturb them either....
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I awoke to the soft sound of crying. It took me a moment to realize it as such as I rubbed my eyes. It was still fairly early, maybe five in the morning. carefully I got up and approached the crib trying my best to soothe my baby girl while trying to see what was wrong. I unlocked the crib lid and removed her restraints before picking her up and carrying her in my arms, her head resting against my chest. She was still tearing up, all be it not as loud, clinging to me tightly without malice. I kissed her forehead before realizing I should check her diaper. Sure enough, my baby girl was wet, her diaper thoroughly soaked. She must have had a nightmare. I carefully carried her over to the changing table, flipping a switch to turn on the gentle light of a lamp, illuminating the changing table a bit. My baby girls eyes were slightly unfocused, glassy. The innocence had returned to her. I smiled at that as I used a blankey to wipe away her tears, softly singing to her the lullaby "You are my sunshine" as I unsnapped the bottom of her sleeper onesie and untapped her diaper, using a warmed baby wipe from a special container to gently clean her off without causing her too much discomfort. Her baby smooth privates were still a bit pink and tender from her earlier ride on the rocking horse. Once she was clean, I carefully bundled up the wipes and diaper before tossing them in the diaper pail, then unfolded and laid out a thicker baby printed diaper underneath her. Taking up the baby lotion I squirted out some into my hands, rubbing them together to warm the cold lotion a little before gentle gliding my lotion-covered hands over her tender spots, slowly rubbing it in. My goal was not to arouse her on this occasion but to protect her from the discomfort of a diaper rash atop the soreness I knew she was still experiencing from earlier. This didn't stop her from showing signs of arousal, however, as I rubbed the remaining excess of the lotion into her bottom, paying special attention between the cheeks. This done, I dried my hands off before picking up the Vaseline and rubbing some over her lower lips before slipping the lubricated finger in her rear to further protect that area against soreness. Wiping the remainder off my hands using another baby wipe, I then gave her a dusting of baby powder and patted it in lightly with a puff before finally taping the diaper up snugly. The diaper was followed by pulling up a fresh pair of rubber panties, the dirty ones being tossed in the laundry chute. I snapped up her PJs and picked her up once more, heading to the mini fridge for another of the purple nighttime formula bottles. I popped it in the microwave and gave my baby girl plenty of kisses as we waited for it to warm. When the microwave beeped, I took it out and tested it on my wrist, making sure it wasn't too hot, before carrying my baby girl to the rocking chair for an early morning bottle feed. As she sucked gently, drinking the contents of the bottle, I once more sang her lullaby, and as her eyes started to droop, I decided to try something. Maybe it wasn't too early after all. As she fell asleep, rather than returning her to her crib, I carefully carried her to bed with me, setting her beside me with her head resting against my chest. I wasn't going to take too many chances though, slipping her locking mittens on her hands to make sure she couldn't get away. I also had her ankles cuffed together with padded cuffs. not enough to be uncomfortable, but would be sure to make escape difficult if not impossible should the innocence leave her eyes again. I hoped it would not. Cautiously, I kissed her forehead once more, before returning to sleep, smiling gently at the feeling of my baby girl asleep in my arms.
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I'm turning the color of a strawberry as mommy finally takes me out of my stroller, my face a multi colored mess from the sugary cock-pop. I wasn't even halfway done with the thing, which was surprisingly large for a sucker. I didn't see where you put it but apparently the rest would be saved for later. once out, you lift me up and take me over to a swing. there are many other kids there, and their parents raised a couple eyebrows but surprisingly didn't offer any more than that. once I'm sat on the swing, I grip the sides as tightly as my mittens would allow. squeezing into the seat was a bit difficult, my ass now more of a tight bubble butt than the form it once had but still big enough to put up a fight with the swing. I hear you chuckle once I'm secured and you start to push me. I blush, barely stifling a giggle. I had to admit, the wind felt good on my face and I enjoyed how surprisingly high you were pushing me. I blushed even deeper when I saw Aunty over by the stroller sucking on a sucker as provocative as the one mommy had given me, if from the opposite side of the spectrum. Even mommy blushed a bit as Jessica seemed to deliberately tease from the stroller as she licked her sucker. I could tell she was drawing the attention from a few of the other parents as well, and I blushed feeling my new privates getting hot and tingly. I wasn't sure I would ever get used to what was effectively an almost completely new body, but still. Mommy cleared her throat and regained her composure quickly though, and soon was carrying me back to head to a different part of the park.
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I laid on the bed behind my baby girls crib, staring at the ceiling. Not even my vibrator could entertain me tonight. I could hear her breathing softly, tired from the days excursions. I had to wonder if the programming was really working or if this was all a hopeless endeavor that would land me in jail. At the same time, I couldn't help but hope it was working. There were so many places I wanted to take her, things I wanted to do with her. when she was ready. Amusement parks, shopping trips, the aquarium, the zoo, movies.... Maybe even date nights. I blushed a bit as the thought occurred. It wasn't exactly motherly of me to think in such ways regarding the attractive young woman diapered and plugged, bound and gagged with a pacifier covered in my arousal, sleeping not 3 feet from me. Even less given how Id been a teacher at one point. Still.... it was in the programming. there was a chance she could love me that way too. Only time would tell. I started to feel that familiar tingling heat between my legs and blushed a little deeper. No. Not tonight. but maybe someday.... I rolled over and fell asleep, debating what games to play with my baby girl tomorrow....
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Finally finding the mallet, Mommy wasted no time in demolishing it. by the time she was done there was nothing left but powderized glass, shards of metal and plastic, and the battery that was simply thrown in the garbage. the rest of the trimmings of her old life, mainly the clothes, were shredded and tossed in the fireplace. I then settled down with a glass of wine. It would be a while before she finished that formula and even longer before the ride was programmed to shut off so I had some alone time to ponder. The programming from the hypnosis and drugs was taking effect but it was painfully slow. I hated the fighting trying to get my baby girl to stick but I knew deep down it was the only way. it may take time, but in a few more weeks, maybe a month, she will have lost all memory of the time before she came here. Then things can really get fun... I blushed reaching down between my legs to slip a finger or two inside my needy heat again. The thoughts of the places wed go and the fun, the love... it all was too much sometimes. I knew in my heart I was best for her, and that she will come to love her new life with me. she just needed to adjust and let go of the time before. from there, it will be smooth sailing. I finish the wine before returning to the nursery, shrugging off my clothes and reaching for the toy under my bed before taking position between her and the hypnosis displays as I started enjoying myself. Every time I watched my baby girl cum drew another orgasm out of me until she passed out. I could tell as she seemed to watch my lil show wide eyed, her eyes rolling back every time she peaked, her little whines of frustration whenever the machine edged her along without letting her cum until finally pushing her over the edge. She squirted once or twice, some of it splashing on me. I would swipe a finger through it, tasting it from my finger tips and inevitably squirting hard myself. When she finally did pass out and the hypnosis had run through, I unhooked her carefully from everything. she was so tuckered out it was adorable. I removed the dildos and unhooked the feeding tube, replacing it with a pacifier coated in our mixed arousal as I carried her over and strapped her into her crib with a fresh diaper and light dusting of powder on. I strapped her in carefully, not wanting to wake her, before closing and locking the lid of the crib. Maybe soon, when the programming takes hold fully, she can come sleep with mommy. Until then, mommy would be patient. Because my baby girl is worth it.
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I blush the deepest shade of crimson as I'm showed how to provocatively suck on my new lollipop properly. Jessica knew I was bi, though it was something we had managed to keep between us. Mainly it was for fear of discrimination from employers and what complications people would press upon us socially if they knew and didn't approve or worse thought one of us were cheating on the other. It had never really been an issue though. For Jessica to be taking such enjoyment in this either meant she was happy I could be like this openly without issue now or she was just teasing me and enjoying my embarrassment. either way I felt weird and a bit embarrassed as I sucked on the phallic shaped candy as Mommy pushed the stroller away from the other people.
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As we begin our walk, I cant see if anyone's staring or not. I have to admit the wind feels nice against my face, as did the sunlight. I enjoy the smell on the breeze, a mixture of the scent of the trees, a trace of rubber from the playground equipment, a bit of heat and I thought I could smell fresh flowers and maybe water from a stream. I wasn't sure which park we were at but it was nice. I could hear children playing and adults talking. At one point it sounded like somebody was selling things to the passers by, adults as much as children. Mommy got a smirk on her face and I was admittedly curious what she was purchasing. That was when I saw the unusual shape of the lolli pop she was approaching me with and I blushed profusely, boldly enough that not even the permanent makeup could hide it. The sucker she held was unusually large and shaped like an erect cock. How this old woman was getting away with selling things like this at a public park was beyond me, but at the moment I had bigger concerns as mommy unwrapped the thing and approached me with it, pressing the tip to my lips. Despite my embarrassment, I had to admit the flavor was nice, sort of a strawberry flavor on one side and rainbow sherbet on the other. I tentatively took the object in hand, and as I started sucking on it, mommy also bought a big thing of cotton candy to share with aunty and gave me some. I was asked then to say thank you and that Im a good girl. I hated how lispy and high pitched my voice had become, but despite that and the particularly perverted shape of the sucker... I knew mommy was trying to be nice to me. Whether for my sake, for Jessica's, or out of genuine affection... maybe a combination of the 3. regardless, I cleared my throat a bit, looked up into mommy's eyes, and with my lips lightly stained the colors of the sucker I said "Tank yoo mommy for the prezzies (I genuinely had tried to say presents, but that's just how it came out), Me's a good girl?" That last part came out more like a question, seeking my mommies approval. I needed to know if Id done good or if there was more she wanted. She smiled though, and at that point reached into her purse for something and I heard a click...
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I quickly snatch up the cell phone from my baby girls hands. I thought Id disposed of these things but I guess Id gotten caught up in everything else. I wasn't about to make that mistake again though. First, however, I needed to make sure my baby girl wouldn't get into trouble again while mommy took care of things. I pocketed the phone and picked up my baby girl and carried her over to the rocking horse. Even as I felt her struggle weakly against me, it was clear she was also getting aroused. I removed her diaper and, taking a flip-top bottle of baby oil from my pocket, lubricated the large dildo and plug on the saddle before firmly setting my baby girl upon them, the toys sliding in their respective homes easily enough. as she went cross eyed, I went about fastening the straps around her wrists and ankles, keeping her fastened to the mechanical toy. I then popped up the lid, covered by the face of the rocking horse, revealing a small control panel. I set the intensity of the vibrations of both toys to maximum, enabled thrusting of both toys to be at full power and 40 per minute, enabled controllable electric shocks every 3 minutes, turned on the rocking of the horse, and finally enabled the horses "bucking" feature. This last piece would have the horse itself bounce this way and that as it rocked, not enough to knock over given the wide treads of the rockers, but would ensure the entire experience would be a wild ride. as a finishing touch though, I enabled the denial mode. This would cause the machine to take breaks of 2 to 8 minutes anytime the sensors detected she was close to an orgasm, keeping her on edge the entire time. If my baby girl was going to be naughty, she was going to have to beg mommy to let her cum.... I then pushed the horse over in front of the TV screens from earlier. it was time for another round of hypnosis therapy. it was working well enough, it just needed a bit more repetition. as the screens started up their respective programs, my girl let out a moan as the machine began its startup sequence and the toys buzzed to life like a revved up motorcycle. I figured one last touch might help though and wheeled in what looked to be an enema bag on a stand. it was filled with the formula mix from her daytime bottles. at the end of the tube was a larger than normal pacifier with a few holes in it to feed the formula through. Of course she tried to fight and keep her mouth shut but there's only so long one can hold their breath when mommy holds their nose closed and eventually she gave in, the pacifier being strapped in place behind her head as the formula began to flow in. As I walked out of the room, holding the bag of her old life's belongings in hand, I could hear her moan as the horse began to really come to life, the sounds of the vibrations reverberating off the walls throughout the house. I smiled and walked down towards the kitchen, looking for the old meat tenderizer mallet to put an end to her cell phone once and for all...
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Out in the parking lot, Im admittedly a bit nervous as we start loading into the car. Im situated in a carseat by Aunty as mommy loads the purchases into the trunk, and I thought I saw the enforcer from the opposing company getting into a vehicle. Sure enough, as mommy pulled our car out of the parking lot, the car the enforcer was in pulled out after us. He was keeping his distance though which made it easy enough for mommy to lose him without really trying in the evening traffic. By the time mommy was pulling off down a wooded road and heading for the park, the bastard was stuck a good 7 exits behind us. It wasnt long though until we were pulling up to the park. At this point, I began to blush again. Being babied wasnt something I was easily getting used to and having already been exposed at the shopping center, I was amazed people hadnt posted a video of me to youtube as a pervert yet. But now we were at the park and I was going to be around actual children. it would be a wonder if some parent didnt attempt to beat me for being near others while another called the cops. Mommy wasnt too worried though and was setting up the stroller again. There was a chance the park wouldnt be too crowded but I doubted it given the nice weather. I had to admit, it was nice feeling the sun and wind on my face, even for the briefest of moments before I was loaded into the stroller again. I had to wonder if I would ever be allowed to grow up and god willing swim in the ocean again. running my tongue over the device working to dissolve my teeth and damn me to an existence of baby food, I had to assume not. I was starting to feel kinda sad about it when mommy reached into her purse again...
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I followed my baby girl as she crawled past the rocking horse. there was also a teeter totter with similar seats, although the dildos in the seats were ribbed, and she crawled past those too. Admittedly, it was getting late and those may best be saved for another day. When she reached the toy-chest and pulled herself up to look through it, I smiled. the chest was filled to the brim with toys both adult and childish. butt plugs, vibrators of all shapes and sizes, nipple clamps, and even a strap-on harness (at the time situated on a plushy of a My Little Pony character) mingled with various lettered blocks, stuffed animals, a puzzle in a box, a few board games, dolls, and more. there were even some costumes for playing pretend, and a few childish stories by doctor seuss. I watched my baby girl, fascinated as she went through the box, waiting to see what she would decide to play with.
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Mommy talks with Jessica as Im lifted onto the table and the wet diaper is removed. Mommy gets a few things from the shelves of the changing table and wipes me clean with wet wipes. next comes some sweet smelling silky baby oil, this one with a hint of lavender. I blush at the sensitive contact, the skin feeling super soft, tingling, more real every day. Mommy teases me a little and even slips a finger within me, making the tingles increase and lightly tapping the egg toy shed inserted in me earlier that day before we had left the house. Then I feel her slipping something else in. Slipping it in someWHERE else. and my blush deepens as I realize it was too small to have been a plug and what was going to happen later. The suppository was followed by a few more, before Mommy tapes me up and pulls down my dress, then passes me to Aunty to be put in the Stroller. As we start to leave, mommy sees a small rolled dispenser of stickers for the babies and takes one, sticking it under my dress atop my diaper. The sticker reads "Loading..." and has a small progress bar. It could have been worse. could have been the one with the cartoon skunk that read "lil stinker".
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Soon my baby girl had enough milk and wasn't sucking anymore. I lifted her to my shoulder and gently patted and rubbed her back until I heard a small Burp. I smiled and held her to me a while longer as we watched the stars. I pointed out the constellations, and made a wish with my baby girl on the brightest star I could see. I wished my baby girl would never leave me, would love me always as I loved her, and that my baby girl would always be happy, even when she got to be a big girl with mommy sometimes. I looked at a small wall clock set against the house and noted the time. I think its time to show my baby girl some of the other fun things in her nursery. I carried her inside, the nursery well lit as I showed her all the toys in there, some far more adult than others in function rather than appearance. Ultimately the choice for first came down to either the bouncy horse with a vibrating dildo in the seat, the see-saw teeter-totter with similar seats to that of the horse (these ones don't rock though, just ribbed), or getting into the toy chest to see what we could find there. I set my baby girl down to crawl and decided to let her decide how her and mommy would play first.
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When mommy took the pic of my messy face covered in ice cream, I blushed a bit but couldn't help but giggle. When she commented on how Id wanted to protect them but was too cute now I pouted a little. but my face only took on pure dread when we reached the line for a very public changing station. I looked nervously up at mommy but she seemed happy enough with the arrangement. Other mommies in the line were smiling down at me and up at mommy, and I didn't want to draw attention to myself so I tried to keep quiet. soon enough we were able to enter the changing room. Mommies were tending to their babies at each of the stations, save one that mommy pushed us towards. To my surprise, they weren't the over-glorified plastic shelf types of changing stations like Id seen in most places, but were sturdy stone shelving with foam rubber padding for laying the babies upon, and straps to keep them in place during a change. the shelves even had some disposable travel sized changing items and options for concerned parents, including disposable rectal thermometers, suppositories, changing supplies, spare diapers, etc. Mommy lifted me up carefully, fastened me in, and was looking over the options available on the shelf while Aunty Jessica opened the diaper bag, as well as some of the bags from our earlier shopping...
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I finished humming the lullaby as I picked up the bottle of baby lotion and squirted out a fair ammount, rubbing it between my hands before setting to work very slowly rubbing it in. I watched my baby girls face to see what her thoughts were on the matter. she blushed, her eyes half open from the sensitive contact, and seemed to enjoy it. I made sure to spend a while rubbing her fun spot, but I stopped before she could cum. It was too early for that and I needed her excited for what was in store in the nursery later. she let out a cute whimper and I leaned down and kissed her right on the lips, maybe a little more passionately than intended, but she responded positively enough. I reached down and retrieved a fresh pacifier from between my lower lips and pressed them to hers, and she accepted it without hesitation, letting out a happy moan as she sucked on it eagerly. I slipped a vibrating plug coated in lotion inside her and quickly but thoroughly powdered her up before taping the diaper on snug. I didnt bother dressing her in any clothes beyond the diaper, and soon I was in a similar state of dress, minus a diaper. I carried her out onto the back patio where the sky was alive in starlight. I took a seat in a large and sturdy wicker rocking chair made for the porch. I looked her in the eyes as she hugged a stuffed animal to herself. She seemed happy, innocent, and she was clinging to me as a real baby would. Cautiously, I slipped the pacifier out of her mouth. She seemed upset only for a moment, but her eyes turned to understanding as I brought my breast to her lips, the nipple already exerting a swollen drop of milk. She latched on, sucking gently, and lightly flicking her tongue over the nipple, making me moan and blush as she steadily drank her fill before switching to the other breast. I got excited enough I had to reach down between my own legs to tease myself a little and take the edge off, only to find my baby girl reaching down to tease me a bit instead, making me moan in surprise.
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I smile at mommy and thank her once more before taking my milk and sipping on the bottle nipple. it took some work with how uncoordinated my hands were in the mittens but I managed it. Aunt Jessica moved in to finish feeding me lunch while mommy enjoyed her steak. When mommy finished hers, the waitress returned and asked if we would like any dessert before the check. Mommy smiled, ordering a slice of key lime pie for Aunty Jessica, some Crème Brule for herself, and some chocolate-vanilla swirl soft serve ice cream for me. I have to admit, I got pretty excited when the ice cream arrived. they had even added whipped cream and chocolate sauce to it. I was embarrassed though when the waitress asked if she could feed me a bit after insisting how cute I was. Mommy thankfully declined her though, slightly wary of strangers intentions after the corporate enforcer had been so brazen. That said, by the time I was done being fed and they had both finished their desserts, my face was a mess of half melted ice cream, chocolate sauce, and a bit of whipped cream on my nose. They laughed, cleaning me off, and I got a peck on each cheek from mommy and aunty at the same time making me blush. As mommy was putting me back in the stroller, She made a comment about how their baby girl had wet and was going to need a change soon. As we made our way out of the restaurant, I knew no place in here would have a changing table big enough to hold me. I blushed realizing that meant it was either going to be a public diaper change on a bench, one in the car with a door open for room, or I was going to have to wait til we got home. Still I didn't say anything. I was done fighting. I wanted to be a good girl for mommy and Aunty from now on.
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I was laying in bed when I heard it. I genuinely thought I was hallucinating from the meds at first. I hadn't dared hope it to be legitimate. But then I heard her cry for me again, slightly louder this time, and the feeling in my heart... it was unlike anything Id felt in a very long time. I steadied myself as I rose from the bed. I had a slight headache from the prescriptions and I was going to need some water, but that could wait. My baby girl was calling for me. When I leaned down in front of her crib, she was teary eyed, but something was different. Something in her eyes had lost the anger, their maturity, something... she was looking at me different now. I unlocked the crib and carefully removed the straps around her wrists and ankles before picking her up carefully. She was shivering slightly, crying softly, and clinging to me like I was a raft in the midst of the storm. I hugged her close, kissing her forehead softly as I repeated "shhh shh shh, its ok, mommies here, don't worry, everything's going to be all right." After a while she stopped her crying. I checked her diaper to find she was soaked, and so I carried her over to the changing table. I decided to try something and this time I didnt fasten her in, I set her legs in the stirrups to keep them spread but didnt fasten the straps over them to hold them in place. I needed to know I could trust her. I needed to know if I finally had my baby girl. Carefully, I removed her dress, setting it aside for the dirty clothes hamper later. it was late enough in the afternoon that aside from taking my baby girl on the porch to she her the what the stars looked like from this far out of town, She wouldn't be going outside again today. And maybe, just maybe, she would be up for playing in her nursery with some of the fun toys Id gotten her before her bath time. I unfastened the tapes on her soggy diaper, and took a wet wipe to carefully clean her up, all the while humming the lullaby "You are my sunshine".
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I was admittedly panicking when I saw the man in the suit start talking with Jessica. As much as I was thankful he couldnt recognize me, I was more concerned with my inability to do anything to protect Jessica or Mommy in this state. Right when the man was starting to grill Jessica about her relations to me and trying to find my whereabouts, Mommy came back. She had a look on her face I hadnt seen before, even when Id broken in to the place. She was clearly pissed, and I could tell from her face she recognized the goon from her competitors. I couldnt understand everything that she said, but when she was done he turned and walked away. But I think both me and mommy knew he wouldnt go far... We went into the restraunt mommy had picked out. The waitress was surprised given my size but due to my appearance (and Mommy slipping the waitress a fifty dollar bill when nobody was looking) she played along and seated us. Where she managed to find a High Chair to fit someone my size, I have no idea. Somehow, it withstood my weight. Mommy ordered and a short time later the food was brought out. Mommy was having steak, which smelled amazing. Jessica had fish, which I wasnt as fond of. I was brought out finely shredded chicken and pureed vegetables. From the smell, the veggies were mostly a mix of carrots, broccoli, and summer squash, possibl with some green beans in there. It was high quality though, and aside from being able to tell they had added a bit of lemon juice for flavor, I could tell from the first warm spoonfull they used fresh veggies, none of that canned crud that tasted like theyd been marinading with gym socks. Mommy went to spoon up another bite and noticed I was still shaking a bit from the encounter with the corporate enforcer. When she leaned in to feel my forehead and see if I was getting sick again, I gave her a tight hug. I wanted to apologize for everything. I wanted to be able to protect my mommies but I couldnt. I wanted to thank her for protecting Jessica the way she had been, to tell her if need be to throw me to these guys as long as she could save themselves. In the end though, all I could say in my new babyish voice, with an added lisp thanks to the plates dissolving my teeth, was "I so sowwy mommy, tank yoo for safing yoo and aunty". I didnt even realize I was crying atop the shaking as I hugged her. All my life, my bad decisions had usually just hurt me. This one had threatened everyone I cared about, the very people Id agreed to it for in the first place. And in the end, it was my captor whod saved us, at least for now. though I felt it was far from over. I wasnt sure how this could end unless I did something drastic to get them out of harms way, but what could I do in this state?
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I press a small button on the handle and the same hypnosis lullaby that played for her at her crib played though small speakers in the stroller. I smiled weakly as I began to push the lightly swaying stroller towards the house once more. I hated reflecting on everything that happened like that, how it affected me. What's worse was knowing, knowing underneath it all, Anastasia wasn't a baby. She could never replace what Id lost, could never want to try, and in all likelihood would never really love me. not as a mother, not as a partner, not as anything. Stockholm syndrome never really worked that way outside of Disney's beauty and the beast anyway. I sighed, a single tear running down my cheek as we came up to the house. I carefully lifted my snoozing baby girl out of the stroller and carried her upstairs. Once we entered the nursery, I carefully placed her in her crib, fastening her wrists and ankles in and placing her headphones on before hitting play and locking the crib shut. she would likely be up again in an hour or two. I walked to the master bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet, and for the first time in a long time took some of the various medicine my psychologist had prescribed after everything went down. I had to be better. I had to be a good mother this time. I had to be able to do things right... with that, I went and laid down for a nap myself. The morning had been a busy one, and atop that those med, while fast acting (presumably to help with PTSD, atop everything else), did make me drowsy....
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I blushed deeply, both from the various purchases, and from the looks I got from others as we made our way into the food court. I hugged the toy doggy tightly, burying my face in it to avoid looking at people, but also to avoid looking at the stores and food I would never get to enjoy again. Dairy Queens ice cream and the Orange Julius smoothie shop in particular. As we came up to a table, Mommy left Jessica in charge while she went off to purchase their food. it was then that I heard a voice that made me go from humiliated to sheer panic. "Excuse me miss, but are you Jessica Campbell?" Jessica turned from what she was doing to see the man in the suit before her. This guy was big, built like a bouncer for a night club, with military short shaved black hair except for the mutton chop side burns, and an unkempt hipster-ish beard. the suit he wore was a dark grey and he carried a briefcase with him. But I knew from his voice not to expect papers in there. This was the guy from the company that had hired me to break in for the design plans on that damned robot. And they were looking for me. I dont know how theyd found her or traced me back to her, but now they were five inches away. For the first time, I was genuinely thankful for the transformation mommy had done to my appearance. If theyd been able to recognize me at all, we may be in for some real trouble....