halfdeadcorpse

Knew this seemed extremely familiar, took a file search to track where I'd come across it before as I had thought it had been here but sure enough it was somewhere less obvious: https://www.literotica.com/s/breastfeeding-me ?Would not have thought of trying there at all tbh! They do have some ABDL content but certainly not the first place I think of. The other parts are up there too and you can find links to them on the right hand side near the bottom of the story, hopefully this is helpful to people. Doesn't look like the author has written any other stories though.

Chapter 56 I don’t know how long had passed before I started to calm down and get control of my feelings but there were visibly fewer people around. I felt glad that as awful as the day had been Oonagh had been there and just held me when I needed to be comforted. When I finally sat up Oonagh continued to hold me close and took a tissue to dab at my eyes. Oonagh: “I think we’d best get you home pet.” I could only nod, eager to be away from the rest of the world. Me: “But what about my pants?” Oonagh: “Afraid while I packed a change of diaper I didn’t expect you to leak, I don’t have any pants.” I stared into her eyes, trying to absorb what she was saying, that I was going to have to endure the walk back to the car like this, with everyone seeing my wet pants and bulging diaper. Oonagh saw my eyes widen and start to tear up again as I processed what she said. Oonagh: “Oh honey, don’t cry, we’ll wrap the towel around your waist and people will just think you’ve been paddling.” Again I felt too overwhelmed and could only nod. Oonagh set about pulling down my pants and I panicked, grabbing them and trying to keep some dignity. Oonagh slapped my hands away: “Stop that! I’m trying to help you, wearing the towel over your pants will only draw attention!” She finished pulling off my pants. Oonagh: “So do you want a change now or when we get home?” The thought of being further exposed here on the beach was too much so I frantically shook my head. Oonagh: “Okay sweetie but we’ll definitely have to change you when we get home and we’ll need to be careful you don’t get a rash.” Oonagh: “Now stand up so I can wrap this around you properly.” I looked around to make sure no one was looking before standing up, with the parasol behind us and Oonagh holding the towel in front no one could see anything but I still felt I had to check. She quickly wrapped the towel around my waist and tied it off. Oonagh: “Now, lets pack up and head back to the car.” I quickly patted myself down and checked for any sign that my diaper might be showing but found none beyond a slight bulge near my waist. I’d need to be careful how I walked or risk drawing attention. Oonagh took my hand and we walked slowly back. The ride home was quiet as I was still trying to cope with knowing what people saw and wondering if there was anyone there I might bump into later or who might have uploaded a video online just to laugh at the diapered pants wetter. I still hadn’t said a word as we pulled up in front of Oonagh’s house. Chapter 57 Oonagh unbuckled my seat-belt and ushered me inside the house. Oonagh: “Best get you changed little one.” She led me into the sitting room and made me lie down on a rug in the center before untying the knot holding the towel around me and pulling it away from my front. Oonagh: “Tsk, tsk, such a soggy little sissy.” She tickled me around my waist so I knew she was only poking fun at me. Oonagh set about pulling supplies from the bag and then untaped my diaper, I was still too upset over the day’s events to feel frisky so I stayed limp and Oonagh seemed to show no interest in trying to alter that, instead focusing on wiping me clean and putting me in a fresh diaper. Oonagh: “There, all done, does baby like her clean diapy?” It certainly felt better than the old one which had started to get a little cold during the journey home. Oonagh leaned in and kissed me on the lips. Oonagh: “That’s for being good for mommy while she changed you.” Oonagh got up and headed into the kitchen, I just felt like lying there to gather my thoughts. After a short while though I could hear clanging from the kitchen and I felt I should get up and investigate. Oonagh: “There you are honey, how are you feeling?” Me: “People saw!”, I felt my emotions rising to the surface again. Oonagh put down the pots she had been pulling from the cabinets and came over to hug me. Oonagh: “It’s ok, people were too busy enjoying themselves to pay any attention and they probably all just thought you got splashed.” I wasn’t convinced but still appreciated her trying and hugged her tighter. After she was certain I wasn’t going to start crying again she broke the hug and looked me in the eyes. Oonagh: “Are you going to be ok?” I nodded, though I wasn’t really feeling sure of it. Oonagh: “I’m going to make dinner, why don’t you go back into the sitting room and enjoy some TV?” I waddled (damn diaper...) back to where I was and turned on the TV but didn’t feel much like watching anything so mostly just channel surfed aimlessly while dwelling on the day’s events. I wasn’t sure how long had passed but Oonagh came to tell me dinner was ready, disrupting my chain of thought. I followed her into the kitchen and took my usual seat. We ate in silence which wasn’t helping as all it did was give me more time to obsess over what people might have seen, whether there was anyone who knew me or if anyone took a video.

Sorry about the delay, still VERY busy and it seems like it will never end. ? Couple of weeks more of busy at the very least. But anyway, here's the latest, hope you enjoy. The good news is it's a slightly longer chapter. Chapter 55 When she had finished dressing me we went through the usual routine of breakfast and washing up but then she planted me on the couch in the sitting room and turned on the TV, leaving the room to do something else. I couldn’t help but feel a little curious what she was up to but decided to take advantage of the opportunity to watch something other than one of the drama shows she enjoyed. I flicked mindlessly between channels, eventually settling on an animé show, it wasn’t one I was familiar with but it seemed ok. Oonagh came back into the room a while later. Oonagh: “Aww, is snoockums watching her cartoons?” It was animé and hardly suitable for young kids but I still blushed and fumbled to turn off the TV. Oonagh: “Don’t worry, mummy’s fine with you watching cartoons, just don’t be watching anything naughty.” I wasn’t sure what she meant so I just ignored it and waited for her to announce the plan for the day. Oonagh: “So you ready to go for a drive?” I knew she wasn’t asking so much as suggesting but I got up anyway, I wanted to stay good so she might plan some “fun” later. She took my hand and lead me out to the car, even buckling my seat-belt as though I couldn’t do that myself. I saw her stash the changing bag in the boot so I guess this was going to be a long trip. She got in the car, smiling at me, and after pulling out of the driveway started driving. Being still unfamiliar with much of the town it wasn’t long until we left the areas I recognized so I had no idea where we were going, shortly after that we left the suburbs entirely and I had no clue what she had planned. For the rest of the journey all I could do was stare out the window at the passing scenery and let my mind wander. After a while I needed to pee, while Oonagh undoubtedly used the toilet before we left since I was wearing a diaper, which I knew she wanted me to use, I never thought about it. Thankfully the car was warm and comfy and since I was already sitting it didn’t take much effort to let go and wet my diaper, I then went back to focusing on looking out the window. Eventually we turned down a smaller road and slowed before coming to a stop. The beach! Oonagh opened my door and undid my belt before leading me to the back of the car. She grabbed the changing bag before handing me a larger bag and a parasol. Before closing the boot she grabbed my waistband and pulled me towards her, giving me a kiss while slipping her hand down the back of my pants. Oonagh: “Baby’s nice and wet but can wait to be changed so lets enjoy the sun and sand for a bit first.” We set off down the shore to pick out a spot to set up. There were plenty of people but it still wasn’t crowded, we were able to pick a spot that wasn’t too isolated but still seemed private enough. We set up “camp”, Oonagh laying out a pair of large towels while I set up the parasol. Oonagh: “Now, mummy’s going to enjoy a book why don’t you play in the sand.”, she handed me a bucket and spade. I didn’t feel confident enough to go far so decided to pretty much just dig in the sand at the base of the towels, I felt silly but figured better to do it rather than upset Oonagh and risk her drawing further attention. I kept my head down and thankfully with the low numbers on the beach no one seemed to pay any attention to the man digging like a little kid. I started to relax and figured what the hell, so I started to make a few sand castles with the bucket, then things took a turn for the worse... A little girl had wandered over and insisted on playing with me, she started moving a pair of dolls around the “castle” as they had conversations about the prince and such. I felt really awkward and kept taking panicked looks around to ensure her presence wasn’t drawing any attention to me. Thankfully it seemed no one was paying any notice. I decided to focus on just continuing to build the castle and hope no one thought I was actually playing with this child, either that or that at least they just thought I was an uncle, or something, entertaining her. Time went by slowly as I continued my worried labors, though I could hear Oonagh occassionally stop reading and gush “Aww, you look so sweet with your playdate!” and similar statements, causing me to blush. After a while I felt the need to pee again so while squatted on the sand I let go, feeling my diaper warm, knowing that Oonagh was probably going to have to change me when we got home if not sooner. Eventually the girl’s mother called her away and she ran off, I could relax a bit. Poop! She left one of her dolls! I picked up the doll and ran after her, catching up just after she reached her parents. Her father stared at me and started to move towards me and I suddenly thought of the optics of the situation, a strange man running after his little girl on the beach, my earlier fears returning to the fore. He was much taller and better built than me and I think he could probably have crushed me like an empty coke can. I limply held out the doll in the direction of the girl and whimpered “your dolly”. I saw the man’s wife whisper something to him and a funny, somewhat disgusted, look come over his face before he turned away. She came over and took the doll, handing it to the child before turning back to me and giving me a hug. woman: “Thank you you special boy!” The girl joined in hugging my leg. My mind was completely confused, I’d gone from panic to having a not-unattractive woman hugging me. Not having much experience with the ladies I suspect I would have gotten “ideas” if it weren’t for the child and the potentially still hostile husband making me want to get out of there as quickly as I could. Once the woman and child were done thanking me I walked back to Oonagh, she started to laugh as soon as she saw me. Oonagh: “Uh oh, I think we left it too long without changing you! Mummy’s very sorry.” I looked down and could see where the diaper had leaked, leaving two obvious damp patches down the insides of my thighs, with the cause being obvious and the sag at my crotch along with the absence of damp confirming my diapered status. Suddenly the events with the girl’s family made a little more sense and I had a hunch as to roughly what the wife whispered to the husband, why he gave me that look after and her use of the phrase “special boy”. I fell down beside Oonagh and buried my head in her chest.

Sorry about the delay, still very busy in real life so hard to get time to work on it. Chapter 54 I awoke the following morning to find Oonagh already awake and could hear her in the shower. I stretched and yawned before wiping my eyes to clear the sleep from them. I stared at the ceiling while listening to her showering, though the sound of the running water started to have an effect on me and I needed to pee. Me: “Well... no sense fighting it...” I let go knowing it was what mummy wanted and could feel the diaper warm and swell. Oonagh: “Well good morning sweety!” I jumped and accidentally stopped peeing. Oonagh: “Does someone have a dirty diaper for mommy?” Me: “Em, just a moment...” I closed my eyes and tried to focus on relaxing but it took a minute to get the flow going again. Oonagh: “Mommy hears her baby tinkling, good girl!” I could see the sparkle in her eyes, clearly she was happy. Oonagh came towards the bed: “Lay back baby.” She gathered the supplies, but was much quicker about it this time, clearly having left them in reach rather than hiding them like before. Oonagh: “Lift up” She slid the matt under me like before and set about taking down my panties and untaping the diaper. She cleaned me thoroughly and added oil and talc but no fun stuff. Oonagh: “Don’t frown baby, mummy will reward you later, can’t all be fun and games.” I felt a little cheated but hoped she’d keep her word. Oonagh smiled and clapped her hands: “Now what to dress little missy in?” In my head I groaned, feeling like little more than a doll, but knew better than to voice that. Oonagh was rummaging through the wardrobe and I could hear her umming and awwing over whatever outfits she was debating. Eventually she emerged holding up her choice for the day as I held my breath. Oonagh: “Here we are pet.” I was half expecting another poofy dress so was surprised with her selection, it was a simple tracksuit, not exactly a masculine one but still not as girly as I was expecting. Oonagh: “Don’t worry honey, I know you were freaked out about the flowery pants yesterday so I won’t embarass you on today’s walk.” Ah... that explained it, another walk in public. That didn’t stop her from producing some extremely effeminate frilly pink panties for me to wear over the diaper though...

Chapter 53 When I awoke again we were still cuddled up on the couch and I could feel the slight weight of Oonagh’s hand on my diaper. It was dark but I could still see Oonagh smiling down at me. Oonagh: “Did someone have a nice nap?” I gave her a squeeze while smiling at her. Oonagh: “I’ll take that as a yes baby girl, guess we’d better change you into a clean diaper before you get a rash, we don’t want that now do we?” I blinked, wondering what she was on about, but then theatrically shook my head and pouted since it sounded like a rhetorical question. Oonagh started to sit up, lifting me into a sitting position beside her, then took my hand as she stood up, pulling me after her. We made our way up to her bedroom, where she let go of my hand before sorting out the changing supplies. Once the mat was unfolded on the bed she came over and hugged me before guiding me over and helping me to lie back on it. I scooted my legs up, bending the knees, to try keep them out of the way. Oonagh lifted the skirt of my dress up to give herself access, though with the poofiness off the skirt this meant I couldn’t see her behind it. She briefly popped up to slip the dummy back in my mouth. Oonagh: “Lets have no fussing from you little lady.” she said in mock admonishment. I felt her tug on the panties, lowering them to my knees, and then heard the tapes on the diaper being torn away. When she pulled down the front I felt a little chill, clearly a bit damp from the diaper. Oonagh quickly set about wiping me down, she must have tossed the wipes in the open diaper as I could feel them tickle me a little as they sat there. When she was finished she told me to lift up and I felt her pull the diaper out from under me before slipping a fresh one into its place. Oonagh: “Roll back a moment baby.” she said as she pushed on my knee and I could feel her wiping my bum. Oonagh: “Hmm... I’m not sure my baby is clean enough... whatever can mummy do to make sure she’s good and clean and happy???” Then I felt it... Oonagh engulfed my penis in her mouth and quickly had me hard. She bobbed up and down occasionally pausing to lick up and down my shaft under the guise of making sure I was clean. She teased me right to the edge of cumming then stopped. Oonagh: “See what happens when mummy’s little girl is good and uses her diapers without fuss?” I just looked at her and sucked on my dummy, hoping she would finish what she started. Oonagh: “Don’t worry baby, mummy’s not finished yet.” She poured baby oil into her hand and started to run it up and down my shaft, causing me to squirm but keeping me on the edge of finishing. After a few minutes of this she went back to using her mouth and tongue, while continuing to spread the baby oil over the rest of my diaper area. Once she was finished coating me in the oil she decided to add more stimulation and started to slide her fingertip up and down between my bum cheeks. I knew where this was going but didn’t care, I just wanted her to stop teasing me and finish me off, so when I felt her finger slip inside me I wasn’t surprised. The dual stimulation of her mouth and her oiled up finger was incredible and I lost it almost immediately, she swallowed all of it but showed no signs of stopping or slowing down. She continued to suck on me, making sure nothing of my latest mess was left behind, meanwhile she had actually worked her way up to using 3 fingers. I was glad for the oil or I’m sure this would have felt quite uncomfortable. Eventually she seemed satisfied that I was not going to manage to get it up again in the near future, she released my penis with a pop and slowed her administrations to my ass before slipping all three fingers out and grabbing another wetwipe. I just lay there spent as she pulled up the front of the diaper and taped it shut, then pulled up my panties and helped me to sit up. Oonagh: “Time for beddy-byes!” She ushered me into the bathroom to brush my teeth before tucking me into the bed while she got ready for bed herself. She then climbed into bed behind me and wrapped her arms around me, turning me so I was facing her and removing my dummy. Oonagh: “Mommy has something much better for baby to suck on while she sleeps.” She lowered the front of her nightie and put her hand behind my head. I fell asleep nursing on her breast and slept through to morning. Will try to get another chapter up later this week and hopefully another next week though with the typical family stuff at Christmas I may be pressed for time.

Chapter 52 The rest of the evening was mostly uneventful as we cuddled on the couch with Oonagh watching her shows while I tuned out. During an ad-break she asked me to sit up as she got up and went out to the kitchen. I then heard her head up to the bathroom before returning again to the kitchen. I thought about what was wrapped around my privates and briefly considered getting up to ask if I could use the bathroom too but then I remembered how bizarrely happy me wetting the diaper seemed to make Oonagh and figured I would go along with her desires. Her usual way of rewarding me didn’t stay far from my thoughts either. Oonagh came back with a big smile on her face. Oonagh: “You been behaving yourself while mummy was busy?” She winked conspiratorially to me before sitting back down on the couch beside me and pulling me towards her. I didn’t see what she had in her hand until she was trying to pop the nipple into my mouth, it was a pink baby’s bottle. Oonagh: “Be a good girl and drink up, mummy made this specially for you.” She pulled me into her lap so my head was in the crook of her free arm and continued to push the bottle against my lips. I was a little surprised by all this, though I supposed I should have expected it, so I didn’t start to suck on the bottle until I felt some of the fluid drizzle out of the nipple anyway and start to fill my mouth. It was warm and a little sweet, with a slight powdery texture to it but nothing unpleasant, so I did as Oonagh wanted and suckled, slowly draining the bottle. It was a little uncomfortable since I wasn’t used to using my mouth this way but still the “milk” did flow. I guess it had something to do with the fact that the bottle was clearly too big for an actual baby so maybe the nipple was different too. I started to feel quite full and Oonagh was gently stroking my face with the hand from the arm I was nestled in, I started to nod off, awaking again suddenly as I coughed from some of the fluid going down the wrong way. Oonagh took this as a sign I was done and moved the bottle away, helping me sit up and patting me heavily on my back as I continued to cough. I was still feeling quite full and sleepy so I just wrapped my arms around her and buried my head in her neck, enjoying a warm cuddle which she then returned. She switched position so we were lying on the couch, with me on top of her as with previous evenings and I started to doze. I briefly awoke as I felt her hike up the skirt of my dress and press her hand on the seat of my diaper. Oonagh: “Shhh, go back to sleep little one.” I saw no reason to argue... but my bladder had other ideas. I was still sleepy but knew she’d want me to use my diaper, I figured it would avoid needing to break our cuddle session so I tried to relax and just let it happen. I finally managed to let go and started to nod off again to Oonagh telling me how special I was and that I was her little girl as she squeezed my expanding diaper and repeatedly kissed my forehead and face.

Sorry about the log hiatus, RL been keeping me busy and I had actually written another chapter but then my PC crashed and since I was only using wordpad it didn't autosave or even save a backup that I could retrieve. Suffices to say that miffed me a bit so had to wait a while until I'd completely forgotten what I'd wrote rather than try recreate it and worry over how it compared to the lost original. I have the major events of the story planned out in my head, but the minutiae I fill in as I write. As for the style of writing I generally prefer to keep dialogue distinct from the general story for ease of reading, hence why I even mark the names in bold when doing so. If it really bugs people I can change it but otherwise would prefer to keep it as is for ease of reading when I need to scan back over the details (e.g. to remember what day of the week it is in the tale). Anyway, this is a short chapter but it's after midnight and I hope to get another done later this week: Chapter 51 After we had both caught our breath and calmed down a bit Oonagh reached up to fix my bonnet and pop the dummy back in my mouth, giving me a clear look to say I should keep it there. After this she got off the bed and took my hand to help me up too. Oonagh: “Time for dindins little one.” We made our way downstairs to the kitchen, my diaper crinkling loudly the whole way. Oonagh: “Sit down little one where mummy can keep an eye on you, you’re too young to help in the kitchen.” as she released my hand and directed me over to a seat. I did as she asked, again hearing the diaper crinkle loudly when I sat. I sat and watched as she warmed up some pasta, with nothing better to do I just sucked on the dummy and let my legs swing back and forth. As the meal was nearly ready Oonagh started to set the table, stopping to hug me and caress the bodice of my dress, whispering in my ear: “God you look so innocent and sexy my little baby.” She kissed my cheek before going back to the cooking. When dinner was ready she put some on each of our plates and got herself a wine glass before plopping a sippy cup in front of me, I was about to question this when again she gave me a look that made it clear it was not up for discussion. Oonagh: “We can’t have you ruining your good dress now can we?” Oonagh: “Oops, can’t leave you to eat with your mouth full either!” - she popped the dummy out of my mouth and left it hanging by the ribbon around my neck. I lowered my head and quietly ate while Oonagh drank her wine and enjoyed her meal, any time I glanced up at her she was at least smiling at me so I found it hard to remain sullen about the dummy, cup and other things that were bothering me. We both finished at about the same time, though Oonagh still had some wine left in her glass which she took her time in finishing. She had poured herself a generous glass to begin with so it took a while, during which I stared at my plate so as to avoid eye contact while I tried to sort out how I felt about all this. Once she was finished she put the dishes aside and came up behind me again to hug me. Oonagh: “Uh oh, is someone being a sulky Sally?” She started to tickle me again and though the dress offered some protection it wasn’t much and soon I couldn’t help but laugh and wiggle in her arms.

If you hadn't told people it was based in Ireland I would hope the alcohol and swearing would let them know. ?

Hadn't actually noticed and just figured they were too busy in RL to update this. Looking at their Patreon that also has not been updated since September. ?

Chapter 49 We both slumped down exhausted and sweaty. She ran her hand over my head and down the side of my face: "My beautiful baby..." We held each other and just enjoyed the moment, slowly drifting off to sleep. I was jolted awake when Oonagh suddenly sat upright on top of me: "Oh no, I forgot to put a clean diaper on you, you could leak all over!" I was still groggy and trying to wipe the sleep from my eyes as she set about taping me into a new one. Me: "You do know I don't actually wet the bed or need diapers don't you?" Oonagh: "Sure you don't sweetie..." Her dismissive tone worried me as I wasn't sure if it was that she believed it or that she planned it... Oonagh: "We've already been for a walk so lets stay indoors for the rest of the day, can dress baby up all pretty and not worry about her getting mucky." It was pretty clear she wasn't really expecting any response from me so I just lay there while she set about picking out the items she was going to dress me in. She came back over to the bed with a bundle in hand so I sat up half dreading what she might have picked out. She squatted down in front of me and started fitting socks on my feet and then pants, or panties, I wasn't sure as she pulled them up my legs and over my diaper, though from the noise it was clear they were more adult size waterproof pants. Next came another training bra, this one was a lovely white satin with flowers. Then she told me to hold up my arms so I was pretty sure what was coming, and sure enough it was a dress... It was a big floofy one, with something under the skirt and seemingly built into the short sleeves , causing them to puff up. I was just glad that at least it didn't seem to itch or tickle like I would have expected. Oonagh: "Stand up and turn around for mommy sweetie." I did as she asked and felt her do up the zip for the dress. Then I felt a tightening at my waist and glanced over my shoulder, she was tying a bow. Oonagh: "You look so sweet and pretty I'm not sure I'll be able to control myself." She slid her hands to my waist and then down the side to the bottom of the dress, and up again under it to my hips before pulling me against her and slipping her hands around the front of the panties. She kissed me on the neck and began kneading my crotch through the panties and diaper. I relaxed back into her, enjoying the sensation as I started to harden. Oonagh continued kissing up my neck towards my ear: "Mmm... be a good girl for mommy and we'll have lots of fun later..." she gently bit my earlobe and slapped my ass, grabbing my waist again and turning me around while I was still in shock. She quickly fitted a bonnet on my head, tying the ribbons under my chin so it wouldn't come off and then popped a dummy in my mouth and tied the ribbon from it around my neck. Oonagh: "Wouldn't want baby loosing her dumdum now would we?" Chapter 50 Oonagh stood back to admire her handiwork: "I really don't know if I'm going to manage to hold on until tonight, I am going to ravage you so badly." She winked and smiled at me. I wasn't sure if it was a promise or a threat. She took my hand and brought me over to the mirror: "Look at how pretty you are my pet." I looked, she had dressed me in a violet satin dress, it was just as floofy as it had felt but the skirt was shorter than I realized, leaving the panties on show and they were clearly panties, violet satin, matching the dress and with a little ribbon in the centre at the waist. As I turned I realized they too were more girly and juvenile than I'd first thought as I saw like many of the others she'd been putting me in they had frills on the bum. The skirt, sleeves and neckline of the dress all had lace edging. The bonnet was also purple satin but with lace around the outside, clearly meant to match the dress. Oonagh hugged me from behind: "So does my little girl like her outfit?" I took the dummy out of my mouth. Me: "Where did you get this from?" Oonagh: "Mommy likes to buy pretty outfits to dress her baby in." Me: "But I've only been your baby for a few days?" Oonagh: "What's wrong, don't you like being my baby girl?" she slid her hands down started kneading me through the diaper again. I couldn't help but relax again. I'd only started to soften from her previous "attentions" and quickly started to swell again. Oonagh: "You're so pretty, don't you like being a pretty baby girl?" I moaned. Oonagh: "Be mommy's pretty baby girl, be a good girl and make a little mess in your diaper." She continued kneading and was doing an incredible job of it, I could feel myself getting closer. She started gently slapping my bum: "You love hearing your diapers crinkle, don't you? Tell mommy you're her baby girl..." I knew what she wanted to hear and I wanted to cum. Me: "I'm your baby girl mommy, make me squirt in my diaper!" Oonagh: "Good girl, keep telling mommy how much of a baby girl you are." she applied more pressure to her kneading. Me: "I'm your pretty baby girl who loves her dress and her diapers mommy. I love how my mommy dresses me." Oonagh: "Yes you do, you're mommy's good little girl, be a good baby girl for mommy, be a good girl... tell me you're my baby girl." She was repeating herself but I was too lost to care, I came telling her I was her baby girl. She held me upright while I recovered.... Clearly she wasn't going to answer my question of where she got the more juvenile outfits from but at the moment I didn't care if it meant her continuing to get me off multiple times a day.

I do, just been busy and not feeling up to it the last 2 weeks. Sorry. Will try push myself to get another chapter or two up this week if I can.

Chapter 48 We lay together on the couch for a while, cuddling as I continued to gently suck on her nipple, eventually though she urged me to sit up and took my hand to lead me upstairs. Oonagh: "Time to change baby's diaper, can't have you getting a rash now can we?" Once in her room she shoved me onto the bed before pulling out the changing mat and other supplies. I had to roll to one side for her to slip the mat under me and then she grabbed my feet and took off my runners. She then pulled off the dungarees as thankfully she'd left them undone after our earlier antics. Oonagh cupped the crotch of my diaper: "Oh no, baby's all wet! Poor thing, don't worry mommy's here." She undid the tapes and pulled back the front of the diaper, leaving it on the mat between my legs. Oonagh: "Baby was very good this evening and I think you deserve a special reward..." She started wiping me clean with wet wipes before switching to stroking me, it didn't take long for me to get hard again thanks to the rest time we spent cuddling. Oonagh then stripped down to her underwear and climbed on top of me, pushing me back down as I'd raised up to watch the show, before grabbing my neck and kissing me deeply. She continued to kiss me over and over as she gently ground against me, clearly getting more into it as she continued. I knew from school what she was doing, that whole training of dogs with bells thing, but damn..., I just didn't care. Once she felt the time was right she slipped her panties aside and slid me inside her, going back to grinding, apparently looking for a slow build. She started cupping my chest with her free hand again, just like earlier, before starting to whisper encouragements in my ear. As she got more turned on she switched to actually sliding up and down my penis, though she also started to whisper things to me. Oonagh: "god your clit feels soo good inside me, see what happens when you're a good girl and use you diapers...". These statements only seemed to be turning her on more and she began bouncing more vigorously on top of me. She moved both her hands down to my hips to try get more leverage when thrusting towards me. Oonagh: "does Oonagh's baby girl like it when mommy fucks her?" she hissed in my ear. I had never imagined a woman feeling the passion towards me that Oonagh seemed to and was loving every moment. Oonagh: "I said does Oonagh's baby girl like it?!" I hadn't realized she expected a response and so even after this it took a moment, during which Oonagh took on a stern look on her face, clearly a little annoyed. Me: "Eh... yes mommy!" Oonagh: "Say it!" Me: "Huh?" Oonagh: "Say my baby girl likes it when mommy fucks her! Quick, I want to cum!" Me: "Mommy's baby girl likes it when she fucks me" Oonagh: "don't stop..." Me: "Fuck me mommy, fuck your baby girl..." She cut me off with a deep kiss as I felt her shudder and she moaned, using my mouth to muffle it. She barely slowed though and it wasn't long before I came too. Oonagh: "Good girl, mommy's beautiful baby girl" - she started stroking my hair while looking me straight in the eyes as she slowed the pace she rode me.

Chapter 47 After we had cuddled for a bit and I had calmed down somewhat we got up and went to the kitchen to have lunch and then wash up afterwards. At a few points during the preparation, meal and clean up Oonagh hugged me from behind, I suspect she realized I was still ill at ease with the morning's occurrences. After lunch we just cuddled some more on the couch with Oonagh occasionally stroking my hair or patting my bottom. After Oonagh had gotten up to use the toilet for the second time I was starting to feel the need myself and when she came back down I started to get up to relieve myself. Oonagh: "What, tired of cuddling with mommy already?" - she feigned a pout. Me: "Eh, no... I need to use the toilet myself." Oonagh: "Aww... but you're wearing a perfectly good toilet..." Me: "What?!" Oonagh: "Come on, please, be a good baby for mommy... besides you won't be able to get it off and put it back on so I'll need to change you anyway." - she took my hands in hers and started pulling me back towards the couch. I let her pull me a little way but resisted at the last. Oonagh: "Oh, does someone need convincing? I bet I could make it worthwhile if your a good girl for mommy." She gave a hard tug and we both fell in a heap on the couch. Before I could object and start to get up she wrapped her arms and legs around me, keeping me pressed against her. What she wanted was ridiculous but she seemed so giddy and excited by it, I wanted to please her, then just melt into her arms and feel her warmth and love. She decided to remove the burden of choice from me and started tickling me. Me: "Wait! No! Stop!" - I was franticaly wiggling, trying to free myself and fend off her hands but failing at both. I quickly tired though, and with the laughing I was out of breath, my resistance fell to feeble struggles and then I felt it happen. Oonagh clearly noticed something too as she stopped her assault and just held me to her. We could both hear the hiss, but I could also feel the growing warmth as I wet my diaper. Oonagh clamped one hand on the seat of my pants so she could feel it swell, wrapping her other hand around my head, holding me to her chest. Oonagh: "Good girl, that's it, give mommy a nice full diaper to change." I could feel her squeezing the diaper, pressing me against her and it felt good. After about 10 or 15 seconds the hissing faded as I finished wetting myself. Me: "...gasp...Cheater!... pant...I'll... revenge...puff" I lay limp in her arms, still spent from her tickle attack, as she continued to squeeze the back of my diaper before starting to grind against me and kiss my head. She released my head and slid the arm down to my back, pressing on my diaper to push me up towards her so she could kiss my lips. I eagerly returned the kisses as I started to regain my breath. Her assault of a different type was definitely having an effect and I could feel myself swell in the warm, wet, diaper. She rolled us both over so she was on top. Oonagh: "Well I believe I promised I'd make it worthwhile? You know a wet diaper can be quite sexy..." She started to grind against my crotch again and within the damp warmth it did feel good. She took off her top and undid her bra, again slipping her hand around the back of my head and pulling me to her chest. Oonagh: "Come on baby, time to have a nurse while mommy milks you." She guided me from between her breasts so that my face was pressed to her left breast and I started to kiss it. Oonagh: "That's it, take mommy's nipple between your lips honey..." I did as she asked, and as I kissed it I heard her gently moan and felt her grind against me harder. Eager to feel more I kissed harder, with it turning to sucking as she pressed harder on the back of my head, holding me in place. Her other hand slid up my torso and undid the clasps to my dungarees so that the front slipped down and she could start cupping my chest. It didn't take long before I came in my diaper, with her whispering in my ear: "Good girl, mommy loves a dirty diaper."

Chapter 46 As we walked I felt I had to pipe up. Me: "Why did you say my name was Em?" Oonagh: "Why not, don't you think it's a cute name? A cute name for my cute baby..." Me: "But I'm clearly a man and that's clearly a girl's name." Oonagh: "Who says? And so what, I think you'd make a lovely girl and I think you certainly like the clothes." - Oonagh gently elbowed me in the ribs as she said the last bit. Me: "I guess, I just don't like others knowing about all this and they even know about the diapers!" - I was trying to keep my voice low in case anyone overhear but I started to panic again and could feel the tears forming in my eyes as I said it. Oonagh hugged me: "Shush, don't worry, they're good friends and would never go spreading gossip about any of my friends." Oonagh took my hand again and we continued home. When we got there Oonagh dashed off to the bathroom while I headed to the bedroom to lie down and think. I went into her bedroom since I'd slept there the last few nights so it was beginning to feel normal there instead of my room. As I passed the mirror I spotted something out of the corner of my eye. Me: "Oonagh! Oonagh!" Oonagh came out of the bathroom carrying a towel and still drying her hands: "What's wrong?" Me: "This!" - I said as I pointed to the flowers on the seat of the dungarees she had dressed me in. Oonagh: "What's wrong with it?" Me: "These are clearly girl's clothes and everyone saw me in them, oh god that's what Claire was on about there being flowers in the back so they definitely saw them too!" I sat on the bed feeling overwhelmed and defeated. Oonagh sat beside me and put her arm around me: "It's ok, I told you before the girls aren't like that and wouldn't go gossiping about you and no one else came close enough to get a good look, even if they did they'd just think you're a bit of a butch looking girl." Oonagh: "Besides, remember no-one knows who you are here so so what if they know you're a guy dressing in girl's clothes or whatever?" Me: "Things are different from when you were young, you can't go out in public doing stuff like that." Oonagh: "How so?" - she gave me a squeeze, I don't know whether to console me or to try squeeze the answer out of me. Me: "The internet, Twitter, Facebook and all that, all it takes is one person to take a picture post it up, someone recognizes you and everyone knows!" - I was getting hysterical. Oonagh: "Oh honey, don't worry, no-one took any pictures of you that I saw." Me: "But what if they had, what if they do the next time?!" Oonagh: "Ok, I promise not to put you at risk of anyone online recognizing you wearing anything embarassing." - she squeezed me again and used her other hand to tussle my hair. I still didn't feel much better though. Me: "Could we please sit for a while?" I knew she was the cause of my current panic and upset but still wanted to feel her touch and have her comfort me as I tried to calm down.

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