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This is an extra piece that went in the middle of the story A New Start but was edited out at the time. Now I’ve made it into a little story in its own right. Hope you enjoy it and if you’d like to read the entire thing please follow the link below. https://www.dailydiapers.com/board/index.php?/topic/60586-a-new-start-complete-re-post/ Vicky Angela had had another incredibly busy day at Everything4Baby and because of the popularity of the mail order side of the business was finding it hard to keep up with the various demands on her time. Although she was completely organised and had various computer ordering and stock controls in place, the other, everyday paperwork meant she needed help. What had started out as just an occasional ‘speciality mail order product’ had developed into a thriving business, with more and more ABDL customers hearing word-of-mouth about the fantastic store. Since realising her shop Everything4Baby could tap into a market place where it dealt with babies of all shapes and sizes she’d never looked back. Each day seemed to produce new ideas, new designs and new opportunities for her more demanding customers. She wasn’t complaining, the shop was doing incredibly well and the mail order side had gone through the roof. Now she had another person to think about, little Joshua, her lovely new baby boy was taking up much of her time so she needed a bit of help. Whilst the distribution part was working well, the extra paperwork was getting her down and needed someone who could co-ordinate, process and keep on top of things as they arose. One day, whilst talking to one of her many ABDL customers about this very problem she was surprised that a childish little voice of a sweetly dressed ‘baby’, in a pale green satin party frock and huge matching sagging frilly satin nappy, volunteered her services. Victor, who preferred to be called Vicky, was a forty-five year-old bookkeeper who loved his ‘little’ life. Since he’d discovered his little side when he was fourteen years old he’d loved wearing nappies. His parents didn’t quite understand what was going on in their son’s head or why he should desire to wear such a babyish item. In truth, at fourteen, he didn’t really know himself but the urge was strong and his parents tried to be as supportive as they could of their only child. For them it seemed the easiest course of action, having to do a ton of washing every day, with urine soaked bedding and clothing or let their boy wear some protection, a nappy seemed an obvious trade and their son was happy. # When he was almost seventeen he was out in the park on a wonderfully sunny day. He was wearing a thick disposable under his shorts and enjoying the personal comfort only a nappy wearer knows. Taking full advantage of the weather he’d stretched himself out on the grass and snoozed in the sun. Victor woke up to find himself being looked down on by an older man who was smiling. “Looks to me like there’s a little boy who could do with a change.” Victor didn’t really know what to say or do. He’d never actually been in such a situation before but the man didn’t appear threatening, just observant. The man took his lack of response as shyness and continued. “I can tell from the colour that you’re wet…” The man spoke softly but with a degree of self-assurance and knowledge as he pointed to the bit of bloated fabric that was peeking from under Victor’s shorts. “And that you need to be changed if you don’t want to get a rash.” Victor had happily filled his nappy only minutes before, luxuriating in the warmth that spread around his groin on such a pleasant summer’s day. He hadn’t planned on anyone joining him, or noticing him in fact, but nonetheless here was a man and he’d noticed his padding. The innocent teen was stunned more than anything else and squirmed in his damp nappy not wanting to either deny or confirm the man’s suspicions. However, the man had more to say. “If you were my little boy I wouldn’t let you lie around in such a soggy state… I’d keep my pretty little baby in clean nappies and pretty little outfits suitable... for such a cute boy.” Although Victor was shocked by the way the man spoke, he loved what he was saying and couldn’t help responding to such words. This was the first contact outside of the family who recognised he wore nappies and it was both scary and a thrill to the baby teen. The man became his first ‘daddy’ and taught him how to enjoy being babied and to relish his juvenile side to its fullest. # Over the years, as Victor grew up he left home and pursued his desire a little more becoming the kept baby of different mummies and daddies. It was his second daddy that introduced him to his feminine side by keeping him in pretty baby clothes and living out his fantasies as a baby girl. It was he who changed Victor into Vicky by denying him any form of boyish escape, preventing him from masturbation, keeping his nappies thick, tight and impenetrable and only responding if Vicky was a good girl, which Victor tried to be. All his subsequent caregivers also regarded him as a cute little baby girl and indeed, Victor came to accept that was in fact who he/she was. He changed the timbre of his voice, he constantly wore a chastity device and tried to live up to his mummies and daddies expectations of him being the ‘sweetest, cutest, prettiest little girlie in the entire world’. # Of course that worked whilst young but for the past few years he’d been alone with his fetish. As he’d gotten older the mummies and daddies had disappeared and he’d found he needed to work. Despite not having much in the way of employment before, he took a certified public accountants course and, after passing various examinations, became an independent auditor. He found the prospect of working from home, dressed as he desired the ideal situation. If he had to visit any clients he changed into something more appropriate but always wore his thick protection under his suit. These days however, he only wore his favourite baby clothes occasionally and loved the opportunity Everything4Baby offered to relive being that little baby girl from his youth. Now Vicky, dressed in her finest, babiest party dress was timidly suggesting her services to Angela because she was very attracted to this strong independent woman, who gave people like her a place to meet and had access to new and specially designed baby clothes in abundance. Once Vicky was working for Everything4Baby she wasn’t the only one to offer their services. Before long Angela was able to leave the mail order side of the company in the hands of three rather enthusiastic ex-customers who between them proved incredibly efficient. All Angela had to do was be firm, compliment them on their outfits and make sure the selection of fancy ‘Pampers’ was well stocked. Without really realising what impact she was making, she had become the mummy figure to quite a number of ‘little’ boys and girls. # Not only that, so trusted was Angela many of her customers felt able to share secrets, worries, hopes and fears with her. She learned quickly what it took to be an ABDL, and from one or two of the mummies and daddies, how to keep their little ones “Happy in a nappy”. That idea of a happy baby; smiling and playing in total innocence and wearing an obvious thick nappy with large colourful pins, was the image that became the trademark of the company. It branded everything they made and became the trusted label for all her ABDL merchandise. Angela was intelligent and soaked up all these little titbits of information, filing them in her brain and sorting them into different sections. She became aware that although the majority of ‘babies’ loved all the dressing up, the mummy, daddy scenario and giving control to others… not all ‘babies’ wanted to be babies. Some adults, and young people, loved the wearing of nappies and nothing else. They loved the comfort and freedom a padded bum allows and were happy to soak their disposable with no other thought to what the rest of the grown-up community might think. Meanwhile, there were some who just didn’t want their ‘child’ to grow up too quickly so engineered their juvenile status, whilst others insisted on total control, whether their ‘baby’ wanted it or not. This knowledge made her company Everything4Baby the absolute leader in adult baby-wear... the company catered for everyone. # At home, her own baby Joshua gurgled, smiled and played with all his other ‘little’ friends. The crèche she created for a community she loved soon filled up with babies and toddlers of all ages. It was another part of the business that took off exponentially and was an instant hit. So successful had it all become that now Little Joshiwoo was a permanent part of her life, she found that having a bunch of equally ‘little’ babies around was good for him. Everyone seemed to thrive in such company, whilst her little boy now had loads of friends to play with. Everything4Baby was a huge success and each day brought new customers and new ideas. The demands on her time were also growing but, thanks to the help of her manager Vicky, who squealed with delight as much as any of the toddlers, the business never faltered. The manager’s newly designed - super comfy nappy, was another line that suddenly found favour with a bunch of clients who also looked to Vicky for inspiration and direction. Joshiwoo was also a trendsetter as mummy found more and more new outfits to make her precious little boy look and feel special. Daddy Griffin brought his two boys to join the crèche as he and Angela continued to develop their encouraging and supportive relationship. It was true the shop had lived up to its title and Everything4Baby did exactly what it said on the tin. ## end ##

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