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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Chapter 45 Lorraine and Claire in unison: "Hey Oonagh, how've you been?" They were both wearing velour tracksuits and matching t-shirts, Claire in purple, Lorraine in red. Oonagh: "Oh, busy as usual between work and looking after this one. What about you? How did the bake sale go?" Claire: "It went ok, thanks again for the recipe for those muffins. Lessons keep us busy as I'm sure you remember." Oonagh: "Yeah..., they always were tough." Lorraine: "We raised a lot of money with the bake sale but not as much as we were hoping, still at least it will help with the repairs to the residence." Oonagh: "Yeah, it's a shame they wouldn't let you do the car wash, those schoolgirl uniforms would have them queuing around the block." - Oonagh and the girls burst out laughing. Claire: "I'm sure the head nun would be horrified and deem it a scandal!" Oonagh: "Hey, I might even pay for a few washes myself... for charity..." - Oonagh winked at them. Lorraine: "Oh, yes... for charity...". They all burst out laughing again. Oonagh: "Anyway, I suppose I should introduce you... this is Lorraine and Claire..." - she said gesturing to the girls, one after the other. Oonagh: "and this is Em..." - she said gesturing to me. I'm pretty sure my eyes went wide at this, I looked at her in shock as I suddenly realized where she got some of the stranger clothing and items I'd been dressed in, those boxes in the basement. What had she been getting up to with her prior girlfriend? What else had she planned for me? Oonagh saw she needed to disarm the situation and pulled me in a hug, subtly shushing in my ear. Claire: "Oh, we've met, but we never did get "Em's" name..." Lorraine: "Wasn't Em the name of your last lodger? Have a bit of fetish for Emily's is it, or Emma's perhaps?" Oonagh laughed: "Maybe... maybe..." - she hugged me again at this. Oonagh: "Anyway, where did you meet, didn't think Em knew anyone in the area? Were you the girls in the shop the other day?" Claire: "Yup, though Em wasn't dressed quite as cute then." Oonagh: "Aw, glad you agree on how cute Em is, I could spend all my time doting on my precious." - she hugged me again, before patting me on the bum. Oonagh: "Anyway, I'd best let you two go and we should be heading home for lunch ourselves." Oonagh hugged each of the girls to say goodbye before turning to me: "Don't be shy, give our friends a goodbye hug." I was too off balance with the whole "Em" thing and with hind sight I'm pretty sure I waddled towards the girls and maybe it's just me imagining the worst but I thought I could hear the diaper crinkling as I did. Claire and I embraced first. Claire: "Aww, the flowers on the back make you even cuter, I don't think you had that extra padding the last day though." I panicked and froze knowing full well what she was talking about with the latter bit but baffled at the first part. After Claire Lorraine hugged me next, though I was a bit less responsive with the worry. Lorraine: "Oh, that's really adorable" - she gave my bum a quick pat, whispering in my ear: "and very sexy..." The girls headed on their way and Oonagh took my hand again, leading me to the park exit.

Chapter 43 I did as she asked and climbed on to the bed and lay on the changing pad, though I was still not thrilled about this. Oonagh told me to lift up and positioned the new diaper under me before applying cream and powder, then taping it up. It was another pink one.... Next she fitted me with a training bra, white but with pink roses and borders, then matching panties. She slipped socks onto my feet but these thankfully were plain white ones. She held up a t-shirt, it too was plain white, and she quickly slipped it over my head and fed my arms trough the sleeves. The last item was the pair of dungarees, she had me stand on the floor and raise my feet one after the other so she could slip my legs into them before hauling them up and closing the clasps on the straps. Oonagh: "Sorry you can't wear some of your clothes, don't think they'd fit over the diaper and they definitely would do nothing to hide the bulge." It felt weird to be wearing the diaper under my clothes during the day and weirder still to be in such a childish outfit but I couldn't fault her argument. However I still worried over what she said about about my diaper being visible and tried to check my behind in the mirror, I couldn't see anything but still couldn't shake the paranoia. Oonagh stood up and took my hand, leading me down to the kitchen. I could hear the crinkling as I walked, the dungarees seemed to do little to muffle it. I sat and again heard the crinkle of the plastic from the diaper, Oonagh just smiled but I suspected she could hear it too. Oonagh poured me cornflakes and an orange juice and sat across from me at the table. Oonagh: "Eat up dear, I want to go for a walk in the park with my sweet little girl." I ate my cornflakes but wasn't exactly comfortable going out like this, I would have eaten slowly to stall but then it'd only be later in the day and probably only be more people around. I finished breakfast and washed the dishes as Oonagh hugged me and patted my bum, planting a peck on my cheek as I finished up. Chapter 44 I set aside the dishes and Oonagh again took my hand, leading me back up stairs. Oonagh: "Better pack supplies just in case you do have another accident." I gave her a funny look but then realized that I couldn't be certain she was wrong. She got out a pink saddlebag of sorts and started filling it with the changing supplies before closing it over and putting the strap over her shoulder. She helped me put on my sneakers, grabbed her keys and then my hand and we headed for the door. I drew comfort from holding her hand but still couldn't help but feel anxious that someone might be able to tell what I was wearing. I might not know anyone here but still the thought of anyone knowing was making me sweat, and that's not even considering the possibility of someone uploading something online, that could follow me or be seen by people that DO know me! We headed for the park, it was nice and sunny so I wasn't cold, instead the only discomfort was trying to walk normally with the bulk of the diaper between my legs. It wasn't a massive bulk so didn't cause a huge change to my gait but I still worried any perceived waddle might draw attention to me and cause someone to realize why I was waddling. We wandered around, enjoying the fresh air and good weather, thankfully there weren't many people about and they were all too busy doing their own thing. We occasionally stopped to look at pretty flowers or to say hello to a squirrel. Me: "Hello mister squirrel!" Oonagh laughed at that and patted my bum. As we reached the center of the park things took a turn for the worse... Two figures approached, it was the girls from the department store, Claire and Lorraine. I hoped they wouldn't notice us and just pass by us but they started to wave and headed straight towards us. I was surprised they recognized me from the distance like that. When they got close Oonagh waved back to them. Oonagh: "Hey girls, how've you been?" It hadn't occurred to me that she might know them...

Chapter 42 Oonagh came back a while later and I was relieved to see her, like most people I typically use the bathroom shortly after waking up in the morning and I was feeling the urge to go. Oonagh had a big smile on her face: "Mummy just had a lovely breakfast and now I get to admire my pretty baby too?" She came over to the bed and ruffled my bonnet while sitting herself down. Oonagh: "I suppose we'd best get you dressed for the day, can't exactly enjoy a nice stroll together with you dressed like that, cute as you are you'd just draw too much of a crowd." She tickled my chin before undoing the bonnet and then the straps for the dummy. She leaned in and kissed me: "That's for being mummy's cute little baby.". She then got up and put the items away before coming back and undoing the mittens and taking off the socks so she could put those away too. Oonagh: "So is baby wet?" she said as she cupped the crotch of my diaper. Oonagh: "Oh no, I guess you don't need a change just yet." Me: "Please I need to use the bathroom!" Oonagh tickled me briefly: "I'm only playing, I won't force you to use your diaper, much as I might enjoy watching you do so...". The glint in her eye worried me but she set about untaping the diaper and untying the ropes around my wrists. Oonagh: "You'd best go use the loo and have a quick shower, I'll get some clothes ready for you for the day ahead." I went into the bathroom and was very relieved to be able to sit on the loo and relax my bladder, it took me a minute to finish before I could get up, flush and go shower. When I got out I felt much better but still rather uncertain about some of the latest developments and still a little worried about my stomach's odd behavior the previous night. When I entered the room I realized while I might have other concerns I don't think that was going to be an issue, Oonagh had laid out the changing mat and had another diaper out, clearly waiting for me. Oonagh: "Come on and hop up, need to make sure we have no repeats of last night, or at least that you don't hurt any of your pretty panties if you do!"

Chapter 41 Oonagh started massaging the front of my diaper and although it felt weird it still felt good, on top of that her aggressively kissing me and the noises she was making I was definitely turned on. Oonagh: "Good girl, all pretty in your diaper, bonnet and mittens... did you make a messy in your diaper? Mummy can't change you until you do." I couldn't answer with the dummy gagging me but I suspect she wasn't really looking for me to answer her, either way I was enjoying this so far. Oonagh started kissing her way across my cheek before sticking her tongue in my ear and wriggling it around, stopping to whisper: "Too bad my little baby made a stinky in her panties last night, we'll have to keep you in diapers for at least the weekend, make sure you don't ruin any of your pretty panties." I was enjoying what she was doing but not so much what she was saying and I couldn't help but gulp, Oonagh either didn't notice or was too aroused herself to care. Oonagh: "You know diapers can be even more stimulating?" Again, being gagged I didn't think she actually expected an answer. Oonagh: "When dry they're ok, but when good and soggy they're much better, imagine mommy's damp cavern wrapped around your peepee, riding you as you walk around..." She got off me and went over to where she had stored the things from last night, coming back with the baby oil. She popped the cap and pulled the front of the waist of the diaper away from my tummy, aiming the cap in the gap and squeezing. I could feel it running over my penis, it was cold and I gave an involuntary shiver! It ran over the head and down the shaft before going down either side of my balls. I could feel from the cold that it was soaking into the diaper between my legs but I wasn't sure where else. Once satisfied Oonagh closed the cap and put what was left of the bottle away before coming back and running her finger under my chin: "So adorable in that bonnet, I should make you wear it again." She then went back to massaging the front of my diaper and it did feel better than before, much better! She went back to kissing me and whispering things in my ear, some of which sounded kinky and fun, others were rather disconcerting but I was too busy enjoying the moment. As I got closer Oonagh changed the focus of her words: "That's it, be a good girl and mess your diaper for mommy, go on be a baby..." Just as I was in the home straight I heard her say: "If you cum in your diaper I'm going to have to take it as a yes for you wearing them for the rest of the weekend." She then leaned in to whisper: "Go on, cum for mommy, show her you belong in diapers." With the massage through the oiled up diaper feeling almost as good as her earlier handjobs I lost it, Oonagh just continued the massage and urging me to use my diaper until she was certain I was done, then she got off the bed and disappeared out the bedroom door, leaving me still tied to the bed.

Chapter 40 I woke up the following morning still with my head on Oonagh's chest and with her hand still on my diaper. I stretched and my stirring seemed to wake Oonagh. Oonagh: "Well good morning precious." She kissed me on the forehead and patted my diapered bottom. I moved to get up but she put her other hand behind me and held me in place - "Where do you think you're going? It's Saturday, we can enjoy a lie in and some fun together." She nuzzled me with her nose before moving in for a kiss, then rolling us both over so she was on top and then pinning my arms above my head. She kissed me again and reached over to the bedside locker and pulled out a rope. Oonagh: "So are you ready for some playtime?" I may have woken up without a hard on but I was certainly getting there now and could only nod my consent. Oonagh started to wrap the rope around my wrists and the bedframe, stopping briefly to kiss me again. Once she was satisfied she pulled the ropes taught and tied off the slack. Oonagh: "Give that a try, let me see my baby squirm like a good little girl." I tried to pull on the ropes but achieved nothing. Oonagh: "Umm... good and helpless, just the way a baby should be..." - she licked my chest, which was unexpected... and odd... but ok. She then got up and went to the end of the bed where she had stored the changing supplies from last night and rummaged through them, coming back with a number of items. She put them beside me and started kissing me, getting more passionate with each passing moment, I closed my eyes to savour it. I felt Oonagh's hands wandering over my body as if she was trying to enjoy touching ever inch all at the same time or simply couldn't decide where to enjoy the most. She started kissing down my neck as she ran one hand up the side of my face and started running a finger gently over my lips. I felt her rub something else across my lips but didn't react, she then slid it into my mouth and I realised it was a dummy, I went to ask her what was going on but she put her hand over it and my mouth so I couldn't push it out and could only let out a muffled mumbling noise. Oonagh sat up and quickly passed a band attached to it over my head before fiddling with it. When she pulled away I still couldn't push it out. Oonagh sat there, on top of me, grinning down like the cat that got the cream - "There we go, that should keep you from scaring the neighbours and looking even more adorable than before." She pulled another item from the pile and held it in front of my face before putting it over my head, it was a pink frilly bonnet, she then followed this up with matching mittens over my hands, though this seemed a little redundant with them restrained. Next was a pair of pink frilly socks, though with these she took the time to tickle me. Oonagh: "I could just eat you up, now lets make sure you enjoy this as much as I do."

Chapter 39 She shoved me towards the bed and I fell back in a sitting position, squishing the mess against me even further. As I recovered from the sensations she straddled me and pushed me back so I was lying down. Oonagh: "Too bad we only just finished having fun or I'd have to make my baby feel all better after pooping her panties." As she said that she ground herself against me for a little bit, at this point I don't think there was anywhere else the mess could go I was so well covered. Oonagh: "Don't move, I need to get some supplies to clean you up." Oonagh got off me and left the room. I did as she said as I waited for her return, though it felt weird and I started to smell my mess which made me feel really bad and worry that she'd freak out at me over this. I was debating getting up and going to the shower when she returned with a number of items in her hands. Oonagh: "Is my baby ready to be changed, ready for mommy?" I had no idea how to respond and couldn't but feel awkward knowing that I'd just pooped myself in front of this beautiful woman and she was about to get a close look at the aftermath. Oonagh set the various items on the bed beside me before climbing on top of me again. She passionately kissed me, again putting all her weight on my hips and smushing things around. Oonagh: "Don't worry about a thing and just follow my lead, we'll soon have you all clean." She got off me and tossed the skirt of my dress up over my chest before caressing my crotch. Oonagh: "God those panties look great on you. Now lift for mommy." Oonagh grabbed the waist of the frilly panties and pulled them down my legs and slipped them off me before going back for the plastic panties. Oonagh: "Hang on now while I put this under you so you don't hurt the bed." Oonagh grabbed something from her pile and slid it under me, I still couldn't see anything due to the dress skirt but when I lowered myself back down on it I figured it must be a changing pad. Oonagh: "Now roll over so mommy can make sure your pretty dress stays clean." She got me to roll to one side and then the other while she pulled the back of the skirt out of the way also. Oonagh then grabbed the waist of the plastic panties and told me to lift again. She slid the panties down and brought them out to the bathroom before coming back. She grabbed my ankles and pushed them back towards me, lifting my bum off the pad, and then reached for something else from the pile. She pulled out a wipe and started to clean me, it was humiliating but still felt lovely having her care for me like that. There wasn't even a sign of disgust from her, I wanted to hug her and thank her for being so awesome about it all. She finished cleaning me up and then grabbed another item from the pile. Oonagh: "Lift up again sweety." She put the item under me and I lowered myself onto it and quickly guessed what it was. Oonagh quickly placed her hand on my hip, holding me in place: "Be good, can't have you having another accident while we're asleep." I wanted to plead with her that it wouldn't happen but I still wasn't sure why it had happened in the first place and she'd been so good about it all that I didn't want to fight with her. I turned my head to the side and tried to keep from crying, Oonagh meanwhile set about the task at hand, lifting me again and spreading cream over my bum and then around my crotch, quickly followed by talc. She pulled the diaper up over me and taped it in place, I couldn't help but blush as I heard it crinkle. Oonagh ran her hand over the front of it before lifting up my dress further and planting a series of kisses on my tummy. Oonagh: "Lets get ready for bed, hopefully you'll feel better after a good night's sleep." Oonagh sat me up and made me hold out my arms as she unzipped the dress and took it off me - "We don't want your pretty dress getting all wrinkled now do we?" She put away the changing mat as well as the rest of the items she had brought into the room before diapering me and then left the room. I just sat mute, not wanting to annoy her but also not sure how to process or react to the fact she had just put a diaper on me and didn't seem fazed at all by it or that she had to clean me after I messed myself. Come to think of it where did she get the diaper?!? I looked down at it and it looked like one of the old Pampers I remember from when I was a kid, it obviously had plastic backing but also a single tape either side of it. It also had some childish drawings around the area the tapes went on but then had a pink waistband area to it. I seemed to remember they used to have different ones for girls and boys but I was pretty sure none of them were ever this big. Oonagh came back in with the plastic panties, now apparently cleaned of my mess, and put them on the radiator. Oonagh: "Why so glum? You look adorable, I can't wait to spend the weekend looking after you." Me: "I don't know, maybe I'm just tired...." She came over and pushed me back into the bed and tucked me in - "Well you rest, you don't have to wait up for me but I won't be long." I wanted to ask about the diaper and whether I could wear something over it to make it a little less embarrassing but couldn't bring myself to draw further attention to it. Oonagh simply stripped off her outfit and went to the bathroom before coming back in, turning off the light, and crawling into bed beside me. I felt her pull me towards her and place my head on her chest, I was just thankful for the comfort of a cuddle even as she slid one hand down to grab my ass through the diaper. We, well at least I, drifted off like that.

Chapter 38 Oonagh pulled my panties back up and lifted me off her lap, before fixing my skirt and sitting me on the bed beside her. She then got up and went to the bathroom and came back with some tissues which she used to clean up the cum on the floor and her thighs. Oonagh: "Don't tell anyone but every mommy secretly likes a messy baby to clean up after." She straddled my lap and hugged me. Oonagh: "Did you enjoy your reward?" Me: "Yes mommy." - I flashed her a goofy grin, still a little sleepy from our antics. Oonagh leaned forward and kissed me: "Good, hopefully over time we can train you up so I can go deeper, maybe get my whole hand inside my baby's bum bum, get you ready for some fun toys." - She kissed me again, this time a lingering one that made me sigh a little and I think I heard her sigh too. Oonagh got off my lap and clapped her hands: "Right, what should we get you to model next?" She had me model the dungarees next, along with some frilly socks and some childish panties, though I only had to wear those over the pvc panties. She left the training bra from earlier on me. She made me strike a number of poses before she stood up and walked over to me hugging me before giving my ass a squeeze. Oonagh: "These seem like a good fit and have plenty of space in the bum should you continue to spend the summer sitting on it and playing video games." - she stuck he tongue out at me, clearly mocking me. Next she made me model the short dress as well as a pair of hold ups and some strange frilly panties, again over the pvc ones. They had frills but only across the bottom, not around the legs or waist where girls panties usually such embellishments. This was clearly her favourite outfit as as soon as I was dressed she got up and started making out with me while slipping her hand up my dress and over the tops of my stockings before slipping them back to my bum and running them over the frills on the seat. She was clearly getting quite into it and her passion was turning me on in response. I did however need to fart, but considering where her hands were thought I'd best hold it. I gave it a minute before guiding her hands up to my chest, hoping to occupy her briefly with that instead. Once sure that she wasn't going to move them back immediately I pushed... Pfffffrrrrrrrrtttt! It was a lot louder than intended and worse... it was not a fart! I don't know whether it was something I'd eaten, our earlier antics, the oil or something else but a very soft poop streamed out of me, not liquid but like soft ice cream. Oonagh burst out laughing: "Ohh, was my little baby worried about farting on mommy's hands? I've had worse and in case you've forgotten where my hand was earlier I'm not skittish about that sort of thing." Saying that she clapped her hands back on my bum, squishing the poop against me. Oonagh: "Oh my! I didn't realize my baby wasn't toilet trained, it's ok, let mommy take care of you...."

Chapter 37 She started running her hands over my buttocks through my panties: "Umm... I love plastic panties and how sexy a cute little bottom looks in them, there are only a few things I love more..." She started to claw at my bum instead and with the post spanking tenderness I could definitely feel that she was using her nails, even through her gloves and my panties. She slid her hands to the waistband of my panties and started to pull them down before sliding one hand back to my waist and the other between my ass cheeks. Oonagh: "Your poor little botty is all pink, we'll have to do something about that!" She reached over to her bedside locker with her left hand and retrieved a bottle of baby oil before dripping some on my bum and starting to rub it around. She continued applying more and rubbing it around. Oonagh: "Is baby ready for her reward?" Me: "Yes mommy!" She slid her hand directly between my ass cheeks and started to rub back and forth over my asshole. Me: "Umm... that feels nice..." Oonagh: "It's supposed to baby but just wait, I can make it feel much better..." As she said this she suddenly plunged her middle finger part way inside me. Me: "Ohh mommy!" She started withdrawing her finger and then thrusting it back inside me, getting a little deeper each time. I don't know whether it was the gloves or that she had me over her lap but her thrusting seemed much more forceful than before, it was a little uncomfortable but in a good way and soon I was pushing back to meet her thrusts. Oonagh: "I think my baby likes having her pussy pounded, lets see..." She added her index finger, it took a few thrusts but soon it was inside me too. She added some more oil which made it easier for her to penetrate me. Oonagh: "Do you like that? Are you mommy's girl?" Me: "Yes mommy!" Oonagh: "Are you mommy's baby girl? Do you want me to go deeper?" Me: "Yes mommy, don't stop, please!" She added her thumb to form a small pyramid and started thrusting harder as I continued to push back in time with her thrusts. My penis was rock hard at this point and thrusting back towards her hand was also causing me to thrust between her thighs which was only stimulating me further. Oonagh: "Let mommy open you up, let me make you cum." She added a third finger and then after another few thrusts the final one. She also added a lot more oil, pouring it directly over her hand and my gaping hole. I couldn't take it any longer and finally started to cum, Oonagh timed her thrusts to my spurts, making sure to force every drop out of me. Oonagh: "Uh oh, did baby make a mess? I'm not finished with you yet." She leaned over and kissed me on the back before continuing to thrust into me. I was spent and felt more drained than ever before, I felt like sleeping so I just left her to her devices as she continued to play with my ass, opening me out and adding more oil as needed. Eventually she seemed satisfied, either that or her arm was just too tired to continue. She again leaned over and kissed me on the back: "You're my baby girl".

Chapter 35 I could hear rustling but couldn't tell whether she was rummaging through bags or if it was something else, I also heard repeated opening and closing of drawers, I could only assume she was trying to pick from clothing there too, probably trying on many outfits before settling. As such it was a while before she finally came back over to the bed, her footsteps sounding much louder than before. She pulled me into a sitting possition and stepped away. Oonagh: "You can take off your blindfold now, and no snarky remarks missy or I'll give you such a spanking!" I took off the blindfold and blinked a few times before looking up. She looked stunning, I don't know where she'd kept it hidden but she was wearing a black latex catsuit that fit her supremely. I don't think there was a single wrinkle in the fabric it was stretched so taught over her body. She had matching pair of black gloves and a crazy pair of heels that made her tower over me. She had left the zipper in front slightly undone so the gap between her breasts was exposed, only emphasizing how well the outfit fit her. I think my wide eyed expression made it clear I liked what I saw as Oonagh started to strike various poses, but just to be sure I pretended to pant like a dog while holding my hands limp in front of me. Oonagh: "Oh you are a silly baby." She spun half way around and bent over and it was clear that the material was taught everywhere, even riding up between her ass cheeks, making each cheek clearly distinct from the other under it. She slapped her ass for emphasis and the sound was amazing. I was painfully hard just from looking at her couldn't wait any longer so I got up and went to her, putting my hands either side of her face and giving her a deep kiss. Oonagh: "I take it you like the outfit then? Maybe I should get you a matching one, maybe with breasts and that would give you a nice feminine ass and crotch, what do you think?" I had no idea how to respond so I just went back to kissing her and started letting my hands wander over her outfit. She started running her hands over my exposed skin in response and it felt a little weird with the material of her gloves, cold but still sensual. My left hand lingered on her hip as my right wandered down to her ass, giving it a firm squeeze before a gentle slap. Oonagh: "Now, now, only mommies give spankings, not babies!" She moved her hand down and gave me a quick slap on the bum. Oonagh: "God this is putting me in the mood!" She pulled me towards the bed and sat down, before pulling me towards her again, as soon as she sought to pitch me over her lap I knew what she had in mind and started to struggle. Oonagh: "Please baby, I promise it won't hurt like the last time, this is just to remind you I'm the mommy." I continued to pull away from her. Oonagh: "If you're a good girl I promise to make you feel good afterwards." I stopped but was still unconvinced, however that moment's hesitation was all she needed to throw me over her lap and put one arm over my back to try restrain me. I could have broke free, but probably not without hurting her and although I was scared I still loved her and didn't want to do that. Chapter 36 Oonagh: "Now as you were naughty mommy will have to punish you a little first!" I tried to bolt upright but she held me, delivering a series of hard slaps to my skirt covered behind. Oonagh: "Now maybe you'll do as mommy says in future!" Oonagh: "Your ass just looks so spankable in that skirt, I'm going to enjoy this..." She switched to giving me a long series of gentle slaps, occasionally stopping to run her hand over my bum or even give it a squeeze. Eventually she seemed satisfied and stopped. Oonagh: "I've always loved to give spankings, even when I was just a teenager doing babysitting, though at that stage it was just about the power, it was only later it became a turn on for me. I hope my baby doesn't mind turning me on?" I was still a bit shaken by the initial punishment spanking and trying to gather my bearings. Oonagh: "Oh, don't be like that, I guess I'd best give you that reward I promised." She started sliding her hand up the back of my skirt, trying to push it up, but it was too tight on me and with the front held in place between us the skirt was going nowhere. Oonagh: "Uh oh, better stand you up so mommy can get at your little panties." She lifted her arm off my back and I slipped off her lap, landing on my knees, before she helped me to a standing position beside her. She then grabbed the sides of my skirt and began hiking it up, exposing the panties she had put on me, they were a see through pink plastic and I had no idea where she could have gotten them, but then the same was true of her catsuit.... Oonagh: "God you look so adorable and sexy in those panties, I don't know whether to eat you up or fuck your brains out. Now get back over mommy's lap for your reward." I wasn't sure what kind of reward she was planning but didn't want another punishment spanking, and certainly not when I was still a little tender from the last, so I just did as she said.

Chapter 34 It took a moment for my eyes to adjust after she removed the blindfold, but I could quickly see she had stood me in front of her full length mirror. She was standing behind me and running her hands over my hips as my eyes finally finished adjusting, she had dressed me in an amazing purple PVC mini-skirt and a satin training bra with pretty flowers all over it. She had also clearly put something in the bra to make it look like I had real breasts, I couldn't help but put my hands over the bra and give a squeeze to see what they felt like, following that up with actually pulling the front of the bra to take a better look. Oonagh moved her hands to the front of the skirt and began kneeding my crotch. Oonagh: "You look amazing baby, between the skirt and the bra, like a teen harlot, dressed up all for me." She moved her hands to my exposed stomach and gave me a hug before kissing me on the neck. Oonagh: "Makes me want to have my wicked way with you until you're begging me to stop." She ground herself against me as she said this and I have to admit I pushed back in response. Oonagh: "Umm... would baby like mommy to fuck her like the tart she's dressed as?" I turned in her arms and nodded at her before kissing her lips and slipping my tongue in her mouth. Oonagh: "I think we should have a little fun first, can't jump straight to desert or you'll be spoiled!" She grabbed my wrists and led me back towards the bed then sat on it and pulled me into her lap. I slipped back into the nook of her left arm and she put her right hand on my knee. We began kissing again as she massaged my knee and let her other hand slide to the side of my chest and over my bra. I let my left hand wander up to her chest as my right moved to hold her around her waist. She slid her hand from my knee up between my legs and began massaging my mid-thigh. I could feel my penis stiffen in anticipation and the underwear she had put me in just felt weirder still, the friction as I fought to get erect under them and the tight skirt was only turning me on more and I could soon feel my pre-cum making them slick instead of soaking into the fabric. At this point Oonagh's hand was up my skirt and she was stimulating the thighs just below the panties. Oonagh: "I love PVC, PU and latex, perfect for wearing tight against the body and feels wonderful when you run your hands over it, I also LOVE the sound of it!" - as she said this she slipped her hand from up my skirt to the side of it and slid it along the side of it, making a slight squeeking noise as she did. I couldn't help but smile. Oonagh: "Does my baby like it too?" - she kissed me briefly on the nose. I nodded. Oonagh: "Does baby know what she's wearing under her skirt?" - she slipped her hand back under my skirt as she said this and started to feel my penis through the panties. Oonagh: "I wish you could were plastic panties all the time, make you wear little skirts and dresses so they're always on show and I can get at them whenever I want. What about you, do you like them?" I nodded again: "What about you, do you have any to wear?" Oonagh pouted: "I thought you were modelling for me?" I blushed and began to stammer an apology. Oonagh: "I'm only poking fun." - as she jabbed me in the the side before switching to tickling me. When she had finished having her fun she helped me stand up and told me to lie on the bed. I did as she asked and she slipped the blindfold over my eyes again: "I want to watch your face when you see just how sexy your mommy can be."