A Masters Degree In Life

[the diaper mike]

go on please

[Summertime]

Ah, an enema! Another of my favorite things.

No surprise there then LOL

Great new chapter

[Molly Deer]

Chapter 7

They explained the procedure to me, and it didn’t sound too bad. I knew what an enema was but they made it sound so erotic. Sophie left and came back with a new five quart clear silicone bag and box of four tips and a leatherette case plus a special plug that they told me that they would explain later. The bag and all of the nozzles had been bought just for me. She told me to consider it an early, Christmas present. The bag looked quite large, and they told me that as I became used to it I would be able to take more and more liquid. I decided that they knew what they were doing, so I would leave such matters to their discretion. I was determined that I was going to enjoy everything that was going to happen to me in the next 18 months.

They both put on large plastic aprons and plastic gloves. They asked me to climb onto the bed that they had just covered with plastic sheeting and assumed the position where my head was down and my butt was in the air, exposed and accessible to them. Sophie removed my soggy diaper in this position and wiped my bottom clean. I felt Roses gloved hand probe my nether region. The tight glove felt nice. Her finger tips were made smooth by the exam glove, which helped quite a bit. I began to relax. She covered my anus in lubrication and inserted her finger massaging and relaxing me and it. The first time she put something other than her finger into my anus, I found it quite disturbing but as Rose massaged it, I became more relaxed, and it hurt less and less.

“That was just a little plug to get you relaxed,” said Rose, “Once you've become used to it, you'll more easily take the larger plug. Are you doing OK?”

I took a deep breath and smiled at her, “I had no idea the bottom was so capable of sensations like this!”

She removed the smaller butt plug and next she lubricated a much larger one and my anus and with some bearing down on my part and pushing from her it slipped into place. It was snug and felt quite strange. It was a little uncomfortable at first but after a few seconds it felt fine. They told me that this type of butt plug allowed for liquids to flow into my body and when they released it, to flow out of my body without removing the plug each time they gave me a cleaning. I was grateful of that, because getting that thing into me the first time was not easy or pleasant. I hoped that if they wanted to do this regularly that it would become easier with practice.

I was asked to lay on my left side with my right leg bent and drawn up towards my chest. Once I was comfortable they brought in the bag with warm water and a bit of soap. Sophie attached the hose to the plug in my bottom and then sat next to Rose and asked me if I was ready to start. I said I was and then she clicked the little clamp and the fluid started to enter me. At first I felt nothing then a little warmth seeped into my body and I experienced slight cramping. Rose stopped the flow until the cramps were gone. Then she started the liquid again, she had to do that a few times, and before I knew it I had taken on almost a quart. Rose shut off the enema and I was asked to try and keep it inside for about 10 to 15 minutes, after which they told me to gently stand up and we all went to the washroom I had to take my time as I was in a bit of discomfort and my abdomen felt very strange. I was placed on the toilet and the plug’s shut off was released. A very strange experience but after a few minutes Rose clamped off the hose again, and we went back to the bedroom where the procedure was repeated twice more.

When I had finished the final cleaning, and we were walking to the washroom I asked Rose how much liquid had I taken on and she said over three quarts. She then touched my belly and said that hopefully very soon I would be looking like this only I would be carrying a child. I stared at my profile in the mirror and thought. ‘I don’t mind this look.’ Just then I had another cramp, which brought me back to reality, and we continued to the toilet where the clamp was again released and everything exited me again, the fluid was running clean and Sophie said in time that it would become easier and more enjoyable.

When I was finished on the john, they took me back to the bedroom, and once I was relaxed, they added a bit more lubricant and massaged the plug in my anus and then once I was quite relaxed they pulled the plug out. When it slipped out it sort of felt like I had just pooped myself.

Next I showered and upon returning to the bedroom I noticed that my bed had been stripped of the plastic sheeting, and they were waiting for me to be put into my night time diapers. It was the same procedure as the previous night the only difference is that tonight it was Sophie, who applied the creams and powder to my private areas. I loved the feelings I had when the cream was put onto my labia and around my vagina and anus. Secretly, I was wishing she would linger in the area but knew that wouldn’t be appropriate. At least not until after my session with Paul.

They said that as I was a virgin that it should be him that deflowers me. That night it was Rose who placed me into my diapers, she also put me into two of them and then a pair of plastic pants. I put on my PJ’s and then the maid brought us hot chocolate. We were just sitting around talking about my enema and how did I find the experience. I told them that the experience was not what I expected from stories I had read on line, and that I actually found it quite enjoyable. They wanted to know if I would like to have one at least once a week I said that would be fine. We agreed that if I felt the urge for an enema, I would just ask and they would accommodate my wishes.

When we were finished, they left, and I opened the balcony doors and stood there thinking how fortunate I was to be having all of these experiences and if today was any indication things are only going to be getting better.

[the diaper mike]

go on wow

[diaperpt]

While it seems a little strange that she is so accepting of all this, I do see it as possible and it certainly all makes for a wonderful story. I'm loving it! Keep it coming, please.

[Molly Deer]

Chapter 8

Once the Christmas holidays were over, I was back in classes and met with the Ladies each lunch time for a diaper change and then meet with them again before going to their home. Being diapered wasn’t much of an issue at school and no one noticed, and if they did, no one said anything. It was about three days into the next semester that I got my period. That night I asked was I to use a tampon or what would they like me to do. They said that the diaper would be fine.

Then they wanted to know when my last period was, so I told them, and they determined that I was on a regular 28 day cycle and that they were now going to be charting my basal body temperature and checking my cervical mucus daily to find out when I was ovulating. On the Internet, there is a site that predicts ovulation and it recommended having intercourse one or two days prior to ovulation. That way, there is likely to be a healthy supply of sperm waiting in your fallopian tubes when an egg is released. From those calculations, I was to start having intercourse starting on the 13th of January and every other day until the 21st. That meant that I would be having sex with Paul at least 5 times. So the process was now starting, and it would be only eight days before I was to perform my duties with Paul.

Paul was contacted the next morning and told when we were to meet. I went to school but could not think about school work, so I told Rose that I would be heading home. She understood and said that Sophie would be accompanying me, and she would explain what was to happen.

After Sophie and I had eaten lunch Rose arrived telling us that she also was too excited to concentrate and decided to join us. They escorted me to a special bedroom in a part of the house that I had never seen before. It was very large with high ceilings, elaborate and beautifully decorated. There was a king sized bed with satin sheets and the ceiling was mirrored. The bathroom was larger than my old room. It was even equipped with a shower big enough for six to eight people. There was a huge marble hot tub which I was instructed to not use after having sexual intercourse, as it could have a negative effect on the results of our labours.

There was every kind of sex toy you could imagine and some, I just couldn’t believe existed and still others I had no idea how to use. Once I had investigated everything in the bedroom and bathroom, I sat on the bed and asked the obvious questions; how was all of this to happen? I explained my ignorance of the procedure and said that what I did know was only from books I had read, and what I had been learning from the Internet. Both kind of giggled and told me to let Paul teach me what I needed to know and to just enjoy myself for he was more than just a sperm donor, he was a gifted teacher in the art of giving pleasure.

I was told that the first night, Paul and the three of us would be having dinner together, and that from now until the time I was to stop breast feeding, I would not be consuming any alcohol. After some cordial conversation, they would retire to their bedroom, and I was to escort Paul to this room. From there what happened, happened. Paul was aware of this room and had been responsible for its construction and outfitting.

That night, after I was diapered by my hosts and in bed, I couldn’t sleep. I kept imagining how this process would take place. Was I to wear a diaper to this session or be dressed in normal clothing? I had all kinds of scenarios running through my head and after tossing and turning for hours I finally fell asleep.

[BoTox]

I hear the Carly Simon song "Anticipation" playing in the background!

[the diaper mike]

go on

[diaperpt]

Yes, yes....anticipation!! For her and for us as well...

[the diaper mike]

go on

[Molly Deer]

Chapter 9

The next 8 days were the longest I can remember. I grew more anxious and restless with each passing day, barely able to contain myself. Thankfully, being diapered removed one worry from my mind. Finally the 13th arrived, but even it drug by. The Ladies asked me to join them in my room. When we got there, I was showered and shaved again, then I was placed into something different, a cloth fitted diaper that snapped closed, no creams and just powder and pink pair of ruffled plastic panties also with snaps. I was told this was for easy access so as to not detract from the task of making a baby. Then I was placed into a pink corset. The ladies cinched and laced me up but not too tight. I could see in the mirror that it slimmed my middle nicely.

Next they went to work on my hair and makeup, and then I was given a beautiful pink silk strapless evening gown. I stood looking in the mirror thinking that I looked like Cinderella going to the ball with Prince Charming awaiting my imminent arrival.

Then next thing I knew they were both back, dressed in long gowns and they linked my arms and led me downstairs. As we were just getting to the bottom of the stairs, I noticed Paul standing in the lounge wearing a tuxedo. I had a few butterflies in my stomach. It was certainly too late to turn back now. We greeted him and chatted for a while and then the maid said that dinner was being served. It was an elaborate meal, but I felt that it was never going to end. We finally finished and retired to the lounge to play a little bridge. After an hour or so, Sophie and Rose said their good nights and left us on our own.

After a few minutes, I nervously asked him, “Would you like to retire to the Room now to continue?”

He slowly stood, gave me his hand and said in his pleasant Scottish accent, “Shall we?”

We ascended the stair case. My dress swished as we went along the long hall. It reminded me of the noise my diapers make, when I walk in quiet surroundings. There was no diaper noise tonight because of the cloth diaper. The doors were both open and after we entered Paul turned and closed them and then using the big key in the lock, he flicked it, locking it so no one could enter without our say so. He made it clear there would be no interruptions and I had his full attention.

I was standing, looking out the bay window when I realized Paul had turned on some lovely music. He then approached me from behind, and slipped his arms around my waist, and then he kissed my neck and then my lips as he turn to face me. Next we started to sway to the music and after a few minutes we sat on the couch, and he smothered me with kisses and eventually his hand slipped up and under my dress and then to my crotch where he methodically massaged my mound. His hand then moved to my breasts as they were heaving from the passion I was feeling.

We stood and moved to the bed where he undid my gown and let it slip to the floor, normally I would have stopped what we were doing and hung it up, but, I was so caught up with what was happening to me that I just let it stay where it fell. Then he unlaced my corset and removed it. There I was standing in the buff except for a diaper and plastic pants. He had removed his jacket and then his shirt, I thought I should help with his trousers, but he removed my hands and told me that tonight was for my enjoyment and that I wasn’t to do anything but experience and enjoy the moment.

As I waited for him to disrobe, I gasped at the size of his manhood. I am not one to be able to judge but he seemed to be more than adequately equipped for the job. Next we were lying on the bed, and he was fondling my breasts. Then there was a snapping sound as he undid my plastic pants and diaper. He delicately fingered my clitoris and then slid down to perform oral sex. I was writhing with bliss when I realized he was about to enter me. It was the most joyful thing that had ever happened to me and at that point I couldn’t get enough of him, I was biting and clawing and I wanted to do it again, and he lovingly brought me and himself to yet another climax. When we were finished, I expected him to put his clothes on and leave. He did not. He told me that he had never had sexual intercourse with a virgin before, and that it was probably just as exciting for him as it had been for me. He made me feel like the only woman in the world.

He gathered the supplies from the dresser, diapers, cream, powder and plastic pants. I watched as he prepared the first diaper by making slits with a pocket knife. Next he put me into a clean doubled up disposable diaper and plastic pants, just as the ladies would have done (it was something he did each evening after we were finished) next he laid down beside me, holding me in his arms until I fell asleep.

When I woke, he was no where to be found but my dress had been hung up and there was a robe on the chair. My diaper was quite soaked, and I put on the robe and scurried down the hall to my room, I was showering when the ladies entered and then diapered me for the day. They didn’t want me to go to school but to just lounge about. I was quite tired after the night of passion so I agreed. We entered the kitchen and to my surprise Paul was there in his tuxedo shirt and pants making us breakfast. I thought he would be long gone, but I underestimated this man. They all decided to take the day off so we could go to the park for a picnic.

Paul left for about an hour, saying he would take care of everything, and returned with a huge picnic basket in tow. The four of us drove to Versailles and then walked about for a while. Paul was acting as my tour guide and telling me all about the grand apartments and the Queens quarters. Next we went to the formal gardens "a la Francaise" and then to the picnic area. The four of us laid about on the grass talking and laughing. It was a wonderful afternoon and I was really enjoying it, but meeting up with Paul, the next day kept sneaking into my thoughts.

[Summertime]

What a wonderful first time.

[diaperpt]

What a wonderful first time.

Agreed. I'm looking forward tot he next chapter.

[Molly Deer]

Chapter 10

The following day Paul and I met again in what had become the baby-making room, but it was not as formal as the previous meeting. This time it was after the ladies had gone to get groceries and he and I went there. Once he had stripped off my diapers and plastic pants, he disrobed and he introduced me to performing oral sex on him. As he would start to climax, he would stop me, roll me over and insert his penis into my vagina so that he could ejaculate his seed into my, hopefully, fertile field. Next he pursued my bum using a condom, he was gentle and we had some success, and just as he was about to come, he again would withdraw it and placed it into my vagina allowing himself to explode again. I was excited by everything happening but had not climaxed. I wasn't sure if maybe that was his intent, to stimulate himself enough to make a baby and nothing more. I really didn’t mind, though, I loved every experience and moment.

The evening two days later, Paul and I went out for dinner and a movie as a prelude to our third coupling exercise. Upon our return to Sophie and Rose's house we retired to the Room. Paul administered three cleansing enemas (I had become quite comfortable with this procedure), but it was the first time anyone other than the Ladies had done it. After I was cleaned out we proceeded to have anal sex with a vibrating dildo which he strapped into me with a harness. It was a most exhilarating sensation to be filled with a tingling back there. Once everything was secured, he devoured my breasts, suckling on them all the while he was plunging his penis into my vagina. Repeatedly, he would expel his seed into me with the hopes of making a baby. During this time, he brought me to a full climax not once but again and again.

He removed the dildo and harness from my behind. Then he easily slipped his penis into my waiting bottom. He told me that this time was just for him. It took him some time to finally ejaculate, but it was obvious that he truly enjoyed himself. When we were finished, he put me into a disposable diaper and plastic pants and slid under the covers and pulled me close to his chest. He was enamoured with my breasts and would massage and then suck them, making sure that each received an equal amount of affection. Sometime during the night after I was fast asleep he slipped away. That night I slept incredibly sound. The activities of that night left me exhausted and completely satisfied.

On our forth encounter we did not venture from the house. Instead Rose and Sophie had a nice, simple meal prepared for us. Once we retreated to the Room, he used a few of the vibrators and other toys we found there. They were fun but having him erupt in me was by far more rewarding.

Earlier in the day he had sent me, by special messenger, a silky black corset without any support for my breasts which he wanted me to wear this evening. I looked at myself in the mirror before dressing. My brilliant, shiny white diaper contrasted against my black corset made a striking image. Later as he was pounding away at my vagina, my breasts were bouncing and bobbling and he was man handling them in a most pleasing way at the same time. At that point I would have done anything he asked of me, including being his sex slave or his baby. He enjoyed me being in a diaper and the Ladies told me that he was responsible for both of them being Diaper Lovers; he had been their Daddy when they first met. That night I realized that I was only going to have one more encounter with him, but I didn’t want it to end.

Two nights later we met again, and as it was our final encounter for this session. We dined out and went to a local night club. The man at the front door recognized him immediately and had a beautiful young lady guide us to our seats. We were seated at a round booth which was in a secluded part of the club. There was enough room for 6 people but the table was reserved for just the two of us.

After dinner Paul slid as close to me as possible, as we started to watch the show, he slipped his left arm around my shoulder and lightly kissed my neck. Then the waiter arrived with our tea and suddenly I felt his hand reach under the skirt of my dress and he started to massage my clitoris through my plastic pants and slightly damp diaper. He was talking to the waiter as he was doing this, knowing full well that he was bringing me, almost to a climax and then he slipped his hand inside my diaper and continued to massage my clitoris. I was trying to smile and I thought I was going to explode but he kept his arm around me and continued to chat with the young fellow. Finally he left and Paul nuzzled my neck, just as I reached the peak and then I climaxed. I was trying to control my bodies’ vibrations as everyone was clapping for the performers on stage.

I don’t think anyone even noticed what was going on at our table. When he was finished he was smiling at me and said it was a good thing there are floor length table clothes on the tables or everyone on stage would have known what we were up to. I certainly hoped they hadn't seen the show we were putting on in our booth. We stayed for a little while longer and the entire time we were there he was exceptionally attentive. I was wishing we could continue meeting and having sex. Outings like this one have been quite the eye opener for me. I can’t call it making love as much as I would have liked it to be. Our goal was to create a child, not fall in Love, and I had to keep telling myself that. By this time I was quite certain I would have bore his child for nothing more than his faithful attention but I tried not to let myself fall any deeper in love with him. It wasn't part of the original agreement.

We left for home and as we slowly ascended the stairs he told me that he wouldn’t be available until next month as he had business to attend to in the US. Perhaps that was his way of slowly detaching himself from me. He had fulfilled his obligation unless I was not yet pregnant and his interest in me may have been purely business. Perhaps the ladies had also paid him for his services as well. Probably not in cash but in some other way that was not obvious to me.

I was saddened by the prospect of not seeing him for about a month but there was a chance that the past few days might have done the job, and he wouldn’t be visiting anyway. We made a real night of it and tried many new techniques and positions while I was in a diaper and plastic pants. It was the first time we had incorporated a diaper into our sexual acts. Surprisingly, diaper sex was quite interesting. He merely pulled one side toward my other leg to expose my bareness.

We stayed together until the next morning, I pretended to be asleep, and he kissed me on the cheek and then left. I cried a little but then I thought, ‘if I am carrying his baby at least I would have a little bit of him with me for a while.’ I consoled myself with the knowledge that this was purely a financial arrangement. I was being paid for a service. The mere fact that I enjoyed it was a bonus and an education I could never have gotten otherwise.

I scampered down the hall to my room. I removed my soggy double diapers and plastic pants. I was showering when the Ladies arrived to perform their diapering chores. They didn’t ask any questions up until this point, and as I was finishing dressing, they wanted to know if everything was OK, did I need anything, would I like to go somewhere or do something? I told them that Paul was going to be away and they said that they knew, but that he would be back before we would know it.

They were right.

[Summertime]

I am really enjoying this story. You have an eye for detail that leaves the reader excited, wanting and waiting for more.

[the diaper mike]

more god i am hook

[Drillers]

Great work keep it up. loving every minute of it

[Molly Deer]

Chapter 11

About the time I should have gotten my period I did not. After about another week we purchased a few home pregnancy tests from the chemist, and it said that I was pregnant. The ladies were excited but did not want to celebrate until we confirmed with another one. I was a little disappointed that I wouldn’t be having another encounter with Paul, but I figured that I was only fooling myself if I thought he really cared about ME. He had taught me many things that I would never have been introduced to had I not met him.

Two weeks later we went to the Doctor, and he confirmed that I was about 5 weeks pregnant. Sophie and Rose must have had an arrangement with the doctor because absolutely nothing was said about the fact that I was wearing a wet diaper. So now it was just a waiting game, or so I thought. That evening the Ladies came to my room and wanted to know if I would like to participate in a little sex play with the two of them. I probably wouldn’t see Paul again, so why not.

They left for a brief time and returned wearing very provocative play outfits, Sophie in a teddy nighty that did not even remotely cover her diaper, Rose in a red corset with garter straps that strikingly framed her well padded behind. We all went to the Room down the hall, and then they removed my PJ’s and my diaper, asked me to lie in the middle of the bed. Next one gently felt my breasts and kissed and suckled them and the other finger massaged my clitoris until I almost climaxed, and then she stopped and she proceeded to administer oral sex which with the stimulation of my breasts brought me to my first full climax very quickly.

They then turned their affections to each other and at that moment I finally understood how two women could make each other enjoy sex without having a man in the icture. They removed each others diapers as only lovers could. Then they each donned similar harnesses to the one Paul had put onto me when he used the dildo in my bottom. Each of them was also sporting a large dildo strapped to the front of them. I guess my shock showed on my face and they assured me, that they would only use them on me if I requested it.

I was extremely turned on by what I was witnessing, and I started to message my clitoris, the next thing I knew my hand was removed and they had switched and again they were rubbing and suckling my breasts and the other was furiously licking my clitoris and sucking and nibbling me. I again climaxed this time I could not believe the noise coming out of me. I was screaming with delight. I then asked if one of them could ‘fuck me’ with their dildo, Sophie obliged me while Rose massaged my breasts and French kissed me. I have never felt so alive and when I asked them to continue they switched, and I was again brought to the heights of ecstasy to which I had never been before with a woman.

We all laid on the bed in total exhaustion. After a while, Sophie got up and removed her outfit and then so did Rose. They each offered their hands to me, and we entered the shower where they took a sponge and washed me and then each other. When I offered to help wash them, I was told that no, I was not to touch them; I was to be the recipient of their affections. I was a little embarrassed, and I guess it showed, so they explained that as long as no one showed affection to one or the other they were totally alright with our arrangement. I respected their wished and allowed them to continue showering then we put on white robes and went to our rooms.

Within minutes, they both came to my room each fully diapered and in silk nighties. They administered the diaper cream and powder with even more care than usual, and I was again double diapered and placed into a pair of plastic pants. I was then given a beautiful white silk nighty and told that I would be wearing them from now on. It was lovely and it felt great on.

They pulled back the covers and I slid into bed. They each kissed me goodnight and left my room leaving me wide awake wondering what had just happened. Was I gay, is that why I had never wanted to have sex with a man? I always thought it was because of my size that no one had asked, and I hadn’t pursued the act. Well, it would explain a lot of things, but deep in the back of my mind, I kept thinking how wonderful it had been with Paul. With the Ladies, it had been all about sexual pleasure, with Paul; I enjoyed the cuddling and kissing. Hmm, maybe I was Bi-sexual; I would have to do some research but not tonight. I just wanted to take in everything that

had happened this evening, and just enjoy it as it might be the only sex I might be enjoying for some time.

[JDL23]

That was a lovely chapter. I'm curious to see how things develop from here between our three Ladies. Well done, Molly Deer!

[diaperpt]

continued excellence! thank you.

[Drillers]

again another excellent chapter please do carry on

[the diaper mike]

please more

[Summertime]

Another wonderful chapter.

[Molly Deer]

Chapter 12

A couple of weeks went by and the three of us participated in a few sexual episodes about two or three times a week. I loved everything that was done to me, but I would have liked to participate a little more, but I knew the rules. Then in about my second month of pregnancy I started to experience morning sickness. It wasn’t too severe but enough that it made having breakfast something I really didn’t want.

Paul had been away for over a month before I saw him again, and he took me out to dinner and then a movie. I enjoyed his company and asked him how he felt about our situation. He said he was really excited, and he would try and be available until he was scheduled to return to Scotland in May it was now the middle of March, so he wouldn’t be here more than a couple of months. And by the doctor’s calculations I was due October the 11th, and he would still be at home and as far as I knew he would not be here for the big occasion.

I tried to not think about it and just enjoy him while he was here. It isn’t like we were a couple or anything I knew that, going into this situation I just had to keep telling myself not to fall for this man, I needed to remember it was a business agreement.

I continued with my studies and then during our spring break, I was told that we were going on a trip to the mountains in Switzerland for my 23rd birthday. Paul was going with us so it was going to be quite enjoyable, or so I thought. I was twelve weeks pregnant when we left and really not showing yet, the morning sickness had stopped, and I was just enjoying my new life along with the one growing inside me.

We took a train to the resort we were staying at and the three of them headed out to the slopes leaving me to do nothing. I was told, in no uncertain terms, that I was not to go skiing. So I sat around reading until they returned each afternoon. After a few days of this, I was quite bored and decided to go for a little walk to stretch my legs and get some air. I neglected to leave a note or tell anyone where I was going. I figured I would be back before they returned so when they returned early, and I wasn’t in our room or anywhere else, they all started to panic.

I was gone in total about 4 hours when I toddled in just about the time that they were going to call the police. They were frantic! Paul walked up to me and started to violently shake me by the shoulders telling me how worried he had been and that I was never to pull such a stunt again. I was very shocked by his reaction to this situation because he had been so gentle and caring during our love making. I for a moment thought he was going to strike me.

I had witnessed my room mate in University being beaten and shoved about by her boyfriend and vowed that no man would ever do such a thing to me. Because of this, I think I over reacted, I stared at him and said in a very low voice, that he was to release me. I told him that I was a big girl, and I would do as I please and as he wasn’t my keeper that he should not be so concerned. He stepped back, regained his composure and excused himself.

The Ladies were glad to see me, and I apologized for not leaving a note or something. I told them that I didn’t appreciate being manhandled by Paul. They both agreed and told me not to worry, he would get over it. Later that evening I found out that Paul had apparently checked out of the hotel and returned to Paris. For the rest of our stay the ladies spent their time with me and we shopped and walked and just enjoyed each other’s company. Not quite the outcome I was hoping for but it was better than being left alone.

By about the middle of May I heard that Paul had returned to Scotland. He never came by to say goodbye, he just left. I don’t know why I was so upset about it, he had done what he had been asked to do and had probably stuck around far more than he wanted to. I was fortunate enough to enjoy his attention for a brief time and I should be happy that the first time I had sex; it was with someone who knew that it was my first time and treated me with care and respect.

I was now 16 weeks pregnant and finally starting to show. In actual fact in one week, I went from a flat stomach to one that looked like I had swallowed a small watermelon. The Ladies and I decided that it was time to go shopping for maternity wear as nothing I had would fit anymore. I would be out of school in a matter of weeks so there wasn’t any need for school type clothing. We made a day of it, and I was given tons of beautiful outfits for the summer including a swim suit. We even had the added adventure of changing a pregnant woman's diaper in a changing stall. Disposing of the used one was the most difficult. Sophie eventually just put the balled up item in her purse.

When I got home Sophie and Rose asked me to model everything for them. We giggled and had a good time. They had a glass of wine while I sipped ginger ale. I really loved the swim suit as it meant that I would still be able to go swimming in the indoor pool. It really showed off my bulging tummy which I have to say I was quite proud of and there was still room for a lot more baby.

Later I was in the bathroom washing my face and Rose came in and asked would I mind if she could talk to the baby for a minute. I looked at her, took her by the hand into my bedroom, I sat on the couch and sat her down beside me, asked her to put her head on my lap and have a good chat with her child. Sophie sat on the other side of me and put her arm around me and kissed me like a mother would. She then whispered, “Thank You.”

[Molly Deer]

Chapter 13

The next few months flew by and as my time got closer the Ladies wouldn’t allow me to participate in any penetration games, I missed them, even though the doctor said it would be fine, but they would not consider it.

On more than one occasion I was very thankful that I was wearing a diaper. With the baby jumping on my bladder like a trampoline, I would have had several accidents before I could have gotten to the bathroom. It was quite a relief to know that my diapers were very practical.

They were preparing me for an easy birth by massaging the perineum, it is the tissue next to where the baby descends, and if done properly it helps to avoid an episiotomy. It is highly recommended and is done by gently stretching the perineum. I also had to concentrate on relaxing as they stretched the tissue. Afterwards they would gently, massage my lower vagina with their thumbs for several more minutes. We were told that you can’t do it too much, and it can only help not hurt.

As with most things they have taken it to the extreme, and it is done each and everyday. I have to say that it does feel great and apparently encourages the relaxation of tissues making them supple and helps prevent tearing when you give birth.

I was given a choice to have the baby in a hospital or here at home, I chose at home, and I opted for a water birth in the big tub in the Room. I will be able to float into a very natural relaxed position. Plus I will be able to push as I feel a need to. I am hoping I will be more relaxed. The warm water apparently soothes and takes away the sting of crowning, so I will be able to slowly birth the head. And from what I have been told there are very few tears to the perineum in water births. I was taking birthing classes and had already chosen my midwife.

The closer I got to the birth date the Ladies became more and more protective. I tried to tell them that I wasn’t the only woman having a baby; they laughed and said they realized that, but it was still a very special time for all of us.

Each night before bed Rose and Sophie would talk to the baby and tell her how much she was wanted. They did not know the sex of the baby, but I had asked the doctor to tell me as I wanted to know how to address her when we were alone, as I had much to tell her.

A week before I was due Paul showed up at the house. I was surprised that he was in Paris, I had no idea he had planned on being here for the birth of his child. He seemed very cool but I noticed he couldn’t take his eyes off me. He probably couldn’t believe the size of me. My breasts were huge and my belly was enormous.

I was still being put into diapers and plastic pants each night. You might think that I would have to go to a larger size in both, but actually we went smaller so they would be under my belly. At one point, we thought perhaps I might be having twins, but we were assured that it was only one baby.

One night a couple of days before I was due to give birth, the three of us had a playful evening in the Room. I was lying on the bed totally nude when I noticed while looking in the mirror on the ceiling the areola around my nipples were now a dark purple brown colour and they were tender. I gently began to massage them while Sophie was massaging my clitoris, and then I saw that there was a fluid starting to flow from them, Rose removed my hands and began to lick them. It is called colostrum, and it is what your body produces before your breast milk comes in, they each took a breast and licked away the fluid and then more would dribble out, as they were taking care of my breasts they finger fucked me until I was screaming with pleasure.

It seams that when you are pregnant, your senses and sensations are all heightened. I would have to say it was incredible. When we were finished, I was re diapered and helped back to my bed. I called the doctor the next morning asking if this was normal, and he said that I was correct that it was colostrum and not to worry.

The next thing to happen was that the baby moved down into my pelvis, this is called "dropping." I noticed once this happened that it suddenly become much easier to breathe, but on the other hand, I had to be changed even more frequently because the baby was resting almost directly on my bladder. At this point I was truly bladder incontinent and required my diapers for more than contractual obligations.

Four days after my due date Rose called the doctor wondering if there might be a problem. He came over and examined me and said that it wasn’t anything that “a good roll’n bed with Honey wouldn’t cure,” and then he said to call him when things start moving.

The next night Paul came over for dinner, and it was then that the Ladies told us that the doctor recommended that I have natural sexual intercourse with a man and that it might help things get started. He looked at me and I at him. He reached out for my hand, and we went upstairs to the Room. It was the first time we had been together intimately since conception.

Once the door was closed, he removed my clothing lingering on my breasts and lightly brushing his hand by them, and then he removed my pale yellow plastic pants and diaper. He helped me into the bed and then he slowly entered me, there wasn’t any foreplay, he was doing a job and he was trying to encourage this child out of me.

He Fucked me three times (that’s all it was, there wasn’t any passion involved) I climaxed each time, and then he removed him self from me and the bed and went to the shower. At this point, I left for my room in tears. My breast were dripping and his seed was flowing down my legs as I entered the Ladies were there and they came to my side, trying to console me. I told Sophie and Rose what had happened, and they realized I was heartbroken. Hormones do strange things to your mood when you are pregnant. I knew this but still I was sad. They helped me shower and then diapered me. I crawled into my bed all the while realizing how I had allowed him to violate me when all I wanted was for him to show me the same affection he had in the past. I am such an ass sometimes, I mean what did I expect, it isn’t like he was going to ride in on his white horse and proclaim his love for me, now was it?