Graduation Deferred? (private for CallMeJosie)

[Kinkyddlg]

Jim could hear his wife Alice’s excitement through the crackly speakerphone of her minivan Bluetooth, as she impatiently waited for a college senior named Jasmine to exit her last class of the first week of the spring semester. “It feels like she’s been gone forever since the break, I don’t know how much longer I can go without bouncing my little sweetie on my lap! I hope she likes all the new treats we bought her – Oh here she comes! We’ll see you at home, love.” The raven-haired 28-year-old quickly ended the call with one meticulously manicured finger and sidled the van up to a pale, studious-looking coed with a sheen of purple over her dark locks.

Rolling down the passenger window, Alice leered lecherously at the tomboyish young woman on the sidewalk. “I’m sorry little girl, did your Mommy forget to pick you up from school today?” A toothy grin broke out across Alice’s face as Jasmine feigned shyness. “Noooooo… She said to wait right here and she’d definitely come get me.” Her body language, hands twisting behind her back demurely, implied timidity that was immediately undercut as she hopped gleefully into the automatically opening back door of the minivan.

Inside was an almost-typical posh vehicle whose imposing child safety seat spoke of a not-so-little little one in the family. The other middle seat had been removed, a plushy-soft blanket laid down over the reclaimed floorspace and strewn about with stuffed animals and infant toys. Stacks of oversized diaper-changing supplies peeked out from the third row of seats and the trunk. The space was a little more, uh, extra than Jasmine remembered from her last pick-up a few months prior, when all that had distinguished the car was a small booster seat that the slight girl could squeeze into without too much trouble and a few toys.

Usually Alice – or Mommy, as she preferred to hear herself called by her little plaything – would immediately strap her precious Jasmine into said booster seat “for her safety.” But today she parked the car in a neighborhood just a few blocks from campus and crawled out of her driver’s seat to scooch toward her confused passenger on the blanket.

“Mommy just had the car cleaned and I know you must be excited after being away from home so long, so we’re not gonna take any chances with Baby Jasmine’s potty prowess today, ok angel?” Her singsong tone didn’t give any indication that she expected an actual answer as she tickled Jasmine’s sides through her shirt and unbuttoned her ragged jeans to yank them (and her far-too-adult panties) off her slender frame. Alice tossed the bundle aside disdainfully and lovingly began the joyous process of putting her little girl back into the thick colorful pampers that Mommy and Daddy were increasingly certain should be her one and only choice in underwear.

[CallMeJosie]

While blushing bright red Jasmine had to give Alice some credit, her Mommy who seemed to deight in turning her into a blushing mess of baby goo also made sure not to do it near the campus the meeting place was a little bit away from anywhere her secret could get out. Jasmine had no idea how she got this kink, she was never a bedwetter, never had any problems potty training, her folks might not have been the super affectionate huggy type but she didn't have any doubt they loved her maybe as she had long thought she was just weird.

"I missed you Mommy" Jasmine said sweetly as she was laid on the blanket, normally there would have been some backtalk or at least some token "You didn't have to spend this on me" wether that be real guilt at how much some of these fetish items cost or how much she didn't want to use them. This time due to the recent break she realised how much she missed her new parents, her normal ones seemed satisfied that she was doing well in college not seeming to notice how muc hardd work and effort Jasmine had put in and she found herself longing for the times she was praised for colouring a picture in her book and staying in the lines.

"Those are new" Jasmine said looking at the diapers with the colourful designs mainly she had been wearing plain white ones and while she had a room at their house before she went it was more a little girls room than a nursery although they would tease her about getting a propper nursery and baby furniture.

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Alice swooned inwardly as her little girl emphatically told her she missed her Mommy. Jasmine seemed as eager as her caregiver, for once, to be going back into her thick adult diapers. Before powdering and taping her baby up securely, Alice provided her a familiar teddy bear and a brand-new Disney princess pacifier (starring Jasmine, of course) to smooth the sudden transition to her childish headspace.

After Jasmine was comfortably wrapped in plastic and padding, her pants were cast aside and her Mommy helped her crawl up into the intricately-designed new carseat. The buckles were in strange places and Alice wasn’t sure Jasmine could disentangle herself from them even if she wanted to, and it was festooned in fascinators that dangled and jangled in front of the car seat’s occupant. Jim and Alice had clearly sprung for the finest money could buy, but the style was more babyish than Jasmine was used to.

Alice made light conversation with her collegiate baby how her break was and how she expected her classes to go this semester, but always using very simple (even playfully condescending) words as they drove to her house on the well-wooded outskirts of town. When they arrived, Alice slid open the child-locked back door and unbuckled her charge, bouncing her on her hip as she carried Jasmine into the house wearing just her t-shirt and a vibrantly decorated diaper. Alice was almost as grateful as Jasmine for the lack of neighbors nearby, though for the opposite reason: it gave her ample excuse to ignore her little girl’s modesty.

Easily shifting Jasmine out of the way to unlock the door, Alice paused to wordlessly slip unannounced fingers up the leg-gathers of her colorful new pampers, clearly checking for wetness after their brief car trip. Jasmine had little time to react to this intrusion as she was carried into her hosts’ spacious living room and noted her usual soft blanket where she played on the floor now had a large interlocking playpen surrounding it. Perhaps less obvious was the sudden absence of the pink plastic princess potty which had always sat near Jasmine’s playmat, on which Mommy and Daddy had hitherto encouraged her to sit and “make a poo-poo in the potty” for them.

[CallMeJosie]

"Alice......" Jasmine said trying to drop her infatile tone which was hard when she still had the disney princess adorned pacifier in her mouth "You can't do all this it must have cost a fortune" despite her parents wanting to keep it nonsexual it was still a kink and Jasmine knew from the internet how expensive all this stuff could be and while Jim seemed to have an important job judging from the quality of the suits she had seen him wear dropping what easily must have been a couple grand on just the playpen, carseat and diapers had her feeling a bit guilty.

"You at least have to let me chip in I could get some part time work or....." Jasmine scrambled trying to think of someway to pay them back having never really being spoiled before she adored their affections as blushy as they could be at times but she didn't want them to feel like they wasted all this money especially with this being her last year in college and there were not really any entry level jobs for graphic designers in the area.

She knew to a degree it was pointless, she was just a baby as they loved to remind her when she would offer to help with the chores or to pay for things if anything they seemed almost passive agressive about it, she remembered when her Mommy bought her some new designer jeans for college because she wanted to be able to choose what she wore at all times however when Jasmine said they were too expensive the next week she walked into even more new clothes.

[Kinkyddlg]

“Oh nonsense,” Alice said dismissively, “If Mommy and Daddy want to spoil their baby girl, we’re going to do it right. And you’re much too little to be pitching in for anything.” There was some truth in this – the amount Jasmine could make working in this little college town would barely scratch the surface of what Jim could bring home just on his salary. With his blessing, his wife had a blank check to buy Jasmine anything she deemed her to need, including her passingly-fashionable college clothes that Jasmine would never have shelled out for herself. She frequently instructed her little girl to wear the “grown-up” clothes she had bought her on days she knew they would be meeting, just so she could take them away the moment they were together again.

As Jasmine protested around her pacifier, Alice loudly praised her for “keeping your new diapees dry on the ride home.” She laid the purple-haired college student on her padded bottom in the new playpen and stripped her of both t-shirt and bra, saying “No more silly big-girl clothes for baby Jasmine ‘til Monday. They just confuse you into thinking you’re really a grown-up.” Alice was as nonchalant in her treatment of Jasmine’s waist-up nudity as if she really were a child, letting her sit in just her colorful diapers as she walked off in search of more appropriate clothing. “And if it’s not obvious, good little girls stay in their playpens when Mommy is away.”

When she returned she pulled a soft lavender onesie over Jasmine’s head, another new addition to her wardrobe, and buttoned the snaps between her wide-spread legs. “Now that’s more like it!” She said brightly as she pushed aside a pile of soft baby toys to settle in behind her little girl and brush her hair into two high pigtails. “What does little Jazz wanna play with first? Are you hungry?”

[CallMeJosie]

Jasmine noticed the crinkle for the first time as she was placed on the floor of the playpen, her old diapers if she wore loose enough clothing she could probably get away with wearing them to class and no one being any the wiser however these new colourful pampers took the crinkle factor to 11 she couldn't move without it illiciting that noise.

"Where are you gonna put all this in the week?" Jasmine asked curiously not so much resisting her new stuff she already knew that battle was over, however Jim and Alice were a young good looking couple, Jim had some important job that probably meant corprate dinners and Alice looked the picture of a socialite so she doubted they were shut ins, where could they hide this stuff when there was company of course there was the worrying thought that they wouldn't.

"But Mommy I don't like it when your away" she whined from behind her pacifier, she didn't dare fight being left in just a diaper knowing that doing so would result in her spending at the least the rest of today in just diapers and so decided to pile on the clingy baby routine that she knew Alice loved and lay it on heavy so her Mommy would hopefully not remember her arguing.

"Can we play bouncy before num nums?" she asked using the baby talk that Alice loved and she sometimes hated, she knew Alice liked her as young as possible so asking to be bounced on her knee and the baby talk would score her some brownie points.

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“You let Mommy worry about that,” Alice predictably replied, tweaking Jasmine’s nose and smiling privately at her plans to tell any visitors who saw the new accoutrements that they had “a baby on the way.” It wouldn’t seem any less eccentric than her intention to eventually see Jasmine sitting diapered in her playpen and nursery full-time. No way was she letting her little girl go off to struggle and make a life for herself when she so clearly needed to be a pampered princess.

The dark-haired Mommy ‘awwed’ as Jasmine whined cutely for her attentions and compliantly reverted to embarrassing baby-talk. She really needs this. Tying off her pigtails with matching purple ribbon, Alice sat on the couch and let Jasmine crawl over to her and be picked up into her lap. After hugging and nose-nuzzling her “sweet widdle girl” for an interminable moment, Alice slowly began bouncing her knee under Jasmine’s well-padded bottom as she straddled one leg.

Before long the bouncing had grown large enough that Mommy would let out a playful little “Whee!” for her little girl as she would hang in the air, as if encouraging her to do the same. Alice vigorously bounced her like a child she hoped to make laugh, giving no sign of her suspicion that Jasmine enjoyed this little game not just for the childish way it made her feel, but also for the sensation in her padded nethers as she landed on Mommy’s knee.