The Babysitter

[Drownedinp]

I grew up in the 1960's and 1970's a time that people still believed in the American Dream, where you gave an Honest days work and you got an Honest days pay for it.

You bought things like a house, vehicle, with what you earned.

You found a young woman and you got married had 2.3 kids, a dog.

You get the picture!

I had been raised by my parents to believe that way!

I never went to college.

I got a job about 4 months after graduation from high school.

I was able to secure a job about 3 towns over that would of put it at about 45 or 50 miles from wherel l was raised.

Not far from home. 

Taggart was the name of the town I moved to, not a big town.

Had 2265 people compare that to the town of Safe Haven where I came from at whopping 878 people.

Taggart had a lumber mill.

My job was making Particle Board.

I put sawdust and small chuncks of wood in a press.

Glue was added then every thing was pressed together it was heated so the glue would dry and 8 hours later the form was opened and you had a 6 foot by 3 foot Board that was stacked and moved to cure in huge stacks for liked a month then shipped out to everywhere in the USA. 

Now like I said I bought a house, got me the pickup of my dreams.

I was looking for Mrs. Right, to have that 2.3 kids with. 

Things were great, life was good.

I had been out of school for 10 years I was now 28 years old still not married.

One day I showed up to work 7am went to go inside.

The gate to the Sawmill was closed, still locked.

Sam must be late.

We all agreed we waited, and waited!

Where the hell was Sam?

A car pulled up and it was a nice Cadi Deville, silver in color.

A guy got out he was in a nice suit. 

"You can all go home the plants closed!" 

"Closed?" We all asked?

"Were going automated, machines that can do the work of 6 of you, if you know anything about computers."

Computers?

I've never seen a computer, for real.

They were huge monstrosity that I had seen on TV that you stuck little cards with holes in them and they did what the little card with holes told them what to do.  

I was without a job.

I was given a severance package.

Two months pay.

I was able to sell my house at a loss.

I at least owned my pickup truck.

Mom talked me into moving back to Safe Haven.

I felt a complete failure. 

I was 28 years old no job.

No house of my own.

The girls my age in Safe Haven were all married, they were having their 2.3 children. 

To say I was depressed, I guess thats what they would call it.

Depression!

I lost interest in life.

Oh I never felt like offing myself I was never suicidal.

Just depressed. 

My neighbors house sold.

Mrs. McKenna had passed on heck I thought she was old when I was a kid!

Truthfully she was almost a 100 when she died.

98 years old. 

Anyway their was a lady about mom's age that moved in she had I assumed a daughter about 3 or 4 years younger than I was!

Cute as hell!

Huge knockers!

I wanted to get to know the daughter better.

But in my position I was poor, I couldn't even take her to the local cafe.

I was getting about $150 a week unemployment that payed my insurance and got me gas for my truck.

I could go work as farmer somewhere in town for about the same amount.

Farming wasn't my cup of tea.

Dad had killed himself, working his butt off from sunrise to sunset, 7 days a week, 365 days a year.

Not my idea of fun! 

I was just existing, I was putting in applications everywhere!

Nobody would hire me.

I was overly qualified or not enough experience.

Story of my life.

Mom came to me one day and said that "Mrs. Perkins wanted to talk to me."

"Who is Mrs. Perkins?" I asked?

"Our new neighbor!" My mother said.

Oh the lady with the daughter, with the huge knockers I thought to myself, very beautiful daughter! 

"What do they want, a handyman, chauffeur, butler what?"

Thinking what I had to offer them.

"Babysitter" my mom said.

[Drownedinp]

"Babysitter?" I asked myself.

"She needs somebody to watch her granddaughter she is willing to pay you under the table, you can still collect your Unemployment.

She is running a dress shop in town.

She asked me, but I'm not ready to watch a kid anymore!" Said mom.

I knew I could use the money, $150 a week wasn't cutting it. 

I went next door, after I had cleaned myself up some, I bathed, shaved I was casual but looked like I was looking for a job. 

Mrs. Perkins was a still beautiful woman for an older lady, her daughter got her looks from her, and her breasts. 

"The job will be caring for my granddaughter while I work.

Just to let you know, Christine still wets her bed, you will be in charge of her diapers!

I also expect you to punish her when you find she has wet her bed!

I believe in punisment, swift hard spankings!"

"Hmm, I said I had a cousin that wet her bed, just about my age.

She from what I understand couldn't help it.

There was something about a tiny bladder.

Could that be the same with Christine?" I asked?

"Christine has been to some of the best doctors and Urologist's money can find.

They can find no reason for her bedwetting, just that she does!

I think she does it just to piss me off!

Pardon my pun!

I need a man with a firm hand that can apply punishment to her backside, I want her to know that bedwetting will not be allowed in this house, her father was about no better than my granddaughter when he drank he wet his bed more than her!

Unfortunately he drank to dang much.

He wouldnt correct her when she wet her bed.

It was like having two kids.

I sent him packing home to his mommy, let her deal with his wet sheets!

If she had dealt with his wet beds when he was younger, he might of been a half way decent husband for my daughter!"

Cool I thought that beautiful creature I saw is divorced!

Still I thought, spanking a kid not really in my nature, but if it pays well I can beat this girl until the cows come home, beggars can't be choosers and right now I was a beggar!

"Thank you, Mrs. Perkins for the job!"

"Great, lets go meet Christine!"

She took me by my hand I felt like I was 5 or 6. "Take Mommy's hand while we cross the street!"

I thought!

We went upstairs there was a door, it was painted mauve.

The door had a placard that said Christine.

She opened the door and as it swung open I saw a crib.

It took a moment for my mind to register that the crib was a regular sized crib.

But the girl that was in wasn't.

It was the girl that I had the hots for.

That was Christine, Mrs. Perkins granddaughter.

"Check to see if she is wet.

She slid a finger up under the crotch of the onsey she was wearing, I did the same.

Yep wet, soaked was more like it, I saw her look pleadingly at her grandmother. 

Mrs. Perkins slid down the side of the crib she sat me down on a chair.

She put a sheet of plastic on my lap.

Christine, stared at me she looked like the deer stuck in the headlights, almost a panic.

Grandma popped her onesy she had clear plastic pants with a yellowed cloth diapers that had been white.

She popped her plastic pants they had snaps as well.

Her diaper pins were released she was naked except for the onesy and I swear her breasts were trying to escape from that.

"Christine this is Matthew, he is your new babysitter.

I expect you to obey him like you obey me, he will be giving you a spanking for wetting your bed once again!

I swear girl you must love spankings as many as you get, wouldn't it be better to just stop peeing your bed?"

I saw a tear run down her cheek, I knew she wasn't doing this just to piss her grandmother off. 

Christine was laid across my lap, her rear was still red from her last spanking I'm sure delivered by grandma when she woke up wet this morning! 

I felt guilty, I almost got up and walked out, right then.

Slap, I hit her rear she flinched I heard a wimper.

Grandma stuck a pacifier in her mouth.

Number Two Ianded and I saw her butt get even redder. 

"How many swats," I asked grandma?

"Twenty-five, she is supposed to be Twenty-five, not three like she acts!"

I still had 23 more to go.

I started again slow long spanks leaving my hand on the place I had just hit.

I was up to 10 the plastic on my lap warmed, I looked she had leaked onto it.

"That usually, happens why I use the pad!" Mrs. Perkins said 

I was up to 20 she was crying.

I felt sorry for her.

As I delivered the 25th and final blow Christine's legs were like rubber I had to help her up. 

"What do you say?" Mrs. Perkins asked 

Mrs. Perkins removed the pacifier and Christine said between sobs, "Thank you Matthew for helping me stop wetting my bed!"

"Now she needs a bath." Mrs. Perkins said.

I escorted Christine to the bathroom ran a bath cleaning her diaper area, this bath was under the direction of Mrs. Perkins.

Christine had a beautiful body, it was everything I could do not to become a typical male and be a boy scout by pitching my tent!

[Drownedinp]

I was given instructions about what and when to feed her, bedtimes.  

Mrs. Perkins left for her shop.

"I'm so sorry! I told her.

I don't really want to spank you, it's just I need the money!"

"I understand, it's just grandma thinks I wet my bed on purpose.

She thinks that she can beat the bedwetting out of me!

The doctors told her, that I've always wet my bed, they also told her that I'm over 18 years old.

I'm an adult bedwetter.

They couldn't find a cause for me wetting my bed, it just happens!"

"I'm still so very sorry for having to spank you!

If I didn't have to I wouldn't!"

"I could tell your heart wasn't in it!

The last babysitter she had was a lady, that really got off spanking me!

She loved to punish me, I don't know why, not only spanking me she used to leave me all day in the same diaper almost all day she enjoyed watching me get a rash!

She would rub my face in my wet diapers.

She was mean!"

"I'm so sorry that your abused for wetting your bed.

I had a cousin my age that used to wet her bed, her bladder was small."

"If I had a small bladder that would be a reason for my bedwetting, same if I didn't produce any of that Horemone that people have to take the pills or nose sprays for.

I produce enough.

My bladder is structurally normal.

No reason to still wet my bed at 25, but you've seen me wet."

"How about running away?" I asked?

"Where could I go?

I don't drive.

I don't have anyplace to live other than here with Grandma!

Sorry to say this this but this town is BFE!

Besides grandma has the money!

She has over 40 million in the bank, ten million or more of it is mine!

I can get it if... I stop wetting my bed.

Why grandma is trying so hard to get me to stop wetting my bed!

You've heard about that rock and a hard place?

That's where I'm at!

I don't like spankings but until I quit wetting my bed, they will continue, who knows maybe one of these days they just might work.

At least I got lucky this time a cute man to spank me!

That and the fact your kind of in love with me!

Don't blush!

I kind of like you as well!

 

 

[Guilend]

All day in the same diaper? I bet she did more than pee in them. I bet the babysitter got off on watching her do that in her diapers. I wonder if the grandmother or babysitter lady thought about adding cumming in her diapers as part of the punishment?  I like it so far. You are getting better at writting.

[spark]

Great story so far.  I like where this is headed.

[babytom2]

Going a bit fast between those two

[Drownedinp]

I was sitting at my home when the phone rang. "Hello" I said.

"Is Matthew Green there?"

"Speaking," I said sounding unsure. 

This is the Taggart County Unemplyment Center, how are you doing today?"

"I'm doing fantastic!"

"Sir, the reason we called is that we would like to see if we can find you a better job.

Those of you that were Unemployed because of the closure of the Randall Lumber Mill here in Taggart we have a grant to test you to see if maybe we can find out strengths in other areas.

We test knowledge, dexterity, just hone in on what your good at and maybe find you a job in a related field, or find out your smarter and maybe get you a job in a completely different field.

We have next Tuesaday at 830 am or Friday around 1 pm, which would be better for you?"

"Probably the Friday one I had to move home to Safe Haven, I had to get rid of my home there in Taggart.

I didn't want it foreclosed upon!"

"Understood!

The lady said we will see you Friday at 1pm then."

I went over and talked to Mrs. Perkins.

I explained my situation and that I either needed to take the day off or I would have to take Christine with me. 

"That's fine with me I never told you, you couldn't take Christine on an outing!

As long as she is diapered and spanked when she wets herself, I don't see a reason why she couldn't go to Taggart!"

"Thank you, thank you!" I said 

"Just dont tell Christine that she is going anywhere.

When you get there make sure she visits her old friend Sally, just don't tell her she is going to Sally's I want her to be surprised!

The rest of the week I enjoyed Christine's company.

I was doing as grandma asked I beat her butt every morning and afternoon after her nap.

I was keeping her bottom permantly red.

Though I did use lotion to ease the pain Christine was very thankful.

I usually got a kiss on the cheek after soothing her rump with the lotion.

Grandma never said I couldn't!

Friday came I had beat her bottom for her overnight wet bed.

I bathed her and soothed her cheeks with the lotion.

She was surprised that I started to rediaper her.

"What's this for?" She asked.

"We're going on an outing. I said.

I saw he face light up!

"Where to the Park?" She asked me?

"Nope, no park, it's a surprise!"

"Shopping?" She asked?

"No, not Shopping! It's a surprise!

I was sure she was going to wet her diapers just from the sheer excitment.

I had to admit, with the excitement I was feeling off her.

I got a glimpse in my mind of a daddy with his little girl, just the joy of a daddy daughter outing!

She just was like that little girl.

Only about 21 years older!

I walked her out to my truck I had her diaper bag.

There would be no mistaking it for anything other than a diaper bag!

I put it in the truck first then I got her in and made sure to buckle her up.

I got in and did my seatbelt and we were off to Taggart it was just 9:30 am at 10:45 am we pulled into Taggart there was a lumber store that I got some lumber at I put into the bed of my truck.

We also went to the mattress store they had a twin mattress it was covered in a thick rubber coating I had another surprise for my little girl.

I asked her what she wanted for lunch?

"Pizza!"

She said very excitedly.

I knew just the place to go they had a lunchtime pizza buffet.

That had Salad, pizza and a pasta usually Mac and cheese.

When I had days off during the week I used to go there.

They also had games and prizes.

I got her and I, a lunch buffet and drinks.

Like a normal kid.

She was eating her pizza and salad, but she had one eye on the game's the whole time.

The flashing lights, and the noises they made had every kid in the place doing the same thing.

I did have to remind her that she needed to watch her coke intake.

I reminded her I didn't want to have to change her and spank her in the parking lot!

I saw her blush, her response kind of did shock me!

"Okay daddy!"

[Sarah Penguin]

[Eagle0769]

Very good so far. I wonder who Sally is?

[babytom2]

1 hour ago, Eagle0769 said:

Very good so far. I wonder who Sally is?

old babysitter?Or maybe a college friend?

[Drownedinp]

Christine said, "Daddy, I need to pee really bad!"

I found the family restroom opened.

I hurried and got her sweats and plastic pants, and diapers down.

It was close!

She was still in the act of sitting on the toilet wen I heard her urine hit the water in the bowl!

"I'm sorry I should of listened to you when you told me, to slow down on the soda!" She said

She was peeing for like 20, 25 seconds.

As she was just about done l saw her shiver!

When I first moved here to Taggart, and my first payday.

Me and some of the guys had gone out for the sole purpose of seeing how damned drunk we could get, it worked!

After consuming what I remember as two pitchers of beer myself, maybe more, things are still a bit sketchy about that night.

I awoke early the next morning having to piss the worst I ever remember having to piss.

I swear it was so bad that if I had spoken my vocal cords would of sound like they were under water! 

I barely made it to the toilet, got my pants and shorts down before the deluge started.

As I started peeing.

The scene from Austin Powers, came to mind.

Where, when he comes out of hibernation.

When l saw that it reminded me of that time!

I swear I pissed a full minute, I was getting bored just standing and peeing.

I got to the point, and I can only explain it as a seizure.

I spasmed, the force was so great that even though I was aiming at the toilet bowl.

I managed to squirt on the toilet seat and floor.

To say it went everywhere would be an understatement.

I had even managed to get it back inside my own underwear!

Also that was the first and last time I had a hang over.

There wasn't enough aspirin, Tylonol, Aleve in the world to touch that pain!

I swear even the roots of my hair hurt!

After that I became the designated driver.

I didn't drink.

I watched my buddies make asses of themselves, it made me wonder what kind of asshole I was drunk that night.

I had learned my lesson.

Oh I might have a beer or two on occasion.

But I've not touched a pitcher since. 

One of my buddies, that night he hadn't faired well, like Christine we should of put him in diapers.

He fell asleep in his car on his back seat.

He was wet from his chest to his knees.

The worst part was.

It was like November and he had almost died of hypothermia.

He was out because he got pneumonia as well.

I think that was the reason I don't drink like I did that night.

Drinking can kill you!

Like it almost did Kirk!

I checked the address that Mrs. Perkins had given me.

We were about 3 minutes away.

Small towns like Taggart your never far from anywhere!

Christine was asking me "Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise!"

I must of told her 3 times. 

We arrived and I took her to the front door.

"Who lives here?" She asked again?

"It's a..." l went to say.

"Surprise, I know!" Christine finished my sentence for me.

We rang the doorbell.

A woman answered the door.

"Hello.

Christine! Markham!

My good Lord, how are you doing?"

The look on Christine's face she looked like she had been slapped.

"She let out a verily audible "Hello Sally."

That I could hardly hear standing right next to her.

"Come on in, I was hoping I got to talk to you.

I ran into your grandma and had her give you my address.

I'm Sally Reynolds. 

You are?"

"Matt Green." I said shaking her hand.

We sat in the living room

"Listen, do you know why I wanted to talk to you Christine?"

"No." Said Christine.

"Matt, Christine and I were neighbors.

As kids we were best friends! Every since I knew Christine she has wet her bed!

As I got older I started running with some kids that, they were the cool kids, the popular kids!

In order to fit in I became a jerk just like the rest of them.

I turned my back on the best friend I ever had!

I became cruel!

I never missed an opportunity to tease Christine about her bedwetting.

Like I said I was a jerk.

We picked on Christine.

Because I guess it made us feel so superior.

After Christine went to live with her grandma our senior year.

I was raped by the father of one of the girls I used to run with, why not me he had raped all of the other girls including his own daughter!

Of the 5 of us 3 of us got pregnant, including his own daughter.

He is a Child Molestor now locked up in Spanish Fork at The State prison.

Anyway we had our babies his daughter had a son.

He is severely handicapped.

The other girl a son as well he is normal nothing wrong with him.

I had a daughter!

I do love my daughter.

Christine like you she hasn't figured out how to not wet her bed at night!

She is 11 now.

At school there is a girl just like I used to be to you Christine, she teases Mary mercilessly about her bedwetting,  she is a bitch.

One day I realized I was her I was the bitch in your life!

Christine I want to say I'm sorry!

I also want to ask for your forgiveness?

I've done some soul searching and I decided the last time in my life that I was truly happy, was when I had you as a best friend!

You Christine are real!

There is no beguile in you.

You are a true friend.

Can we be friends again?"

"I think grandma thought that maybe you weren't finished teasing me.

I didn't know what happened to you after I went to go live with grandma!

I'm sorry your life, turned wrong.

I often wondered what had became of you!

To tell you the truth yes it hurt when you ratted me out as a bedwetter to those girls.

But I always saw the same girl that was my best friend I had ever had.

Even when you were teasing me.

I still saw Sally Reynolds the girl that was my best friend.

I've never gave up on you, deep down I knew the real Sally, not the one you showed those girls."

"Thank you!" Said Sally! Who had tears in her eyes!

We had to leave I had to get to my appointment.

I saw Christine smiling she looked real happy!

"Thank you for taking me, at first when I first saw Sally, I almost flooded my diapers right there!"

I got in and the quiz asked everything from medicine to building trades. 

We got home about 4 pm.

I dressed Christine in her onesy and put her down for her nap.

As I was bent over putting the sheet over her she kissed me.

She was very tired, "Thank you daddy!" 

She said as she slipped off to sleep. 

[babytom2]

Well,that got dark real fast.

[Drownedinp]

That night after Mrs. Perkins relieved me I got the wood and stuff from my truck and I started constructing.

One thing my dad did teach me was woodworking usually he was so busy with the farm.

The best times I ever spent with him was in his shop.

He had everything I needed I started constructing something for Christine.

Hopefully she would love it, she needed it.

In my minds eye I could see her use it.

Her in the finished product.

I figure I could finish it up by Wednesday, Thursday at the latest.

I had Christine part of the day day tomorrow and Mrs. Perkins had her Sunday all day.

I would use my dad's table saw, router, wood lathe, clamps.

Friday I just got things laid out I hadn't started cutting that  part would be Saturday evening.

I was tired it had been an eventful Friday.

Saturday morning I was up bathed shaved and went and relieved Mrs. Perkins.

I had to awake Christine and naturally she was wet again.

Today I was in a bad mood, it was nothing that Christine had done.

It was Mrs. Perkins.

I felt in a way that Christine was a part of me as well now, I kind of saw her as my child, in a way and in another I loved her as a woman!

I felt me spanking her for her bedwetting, was akin to child abuse.

When I had lived in Taggart, I saw a guy beating his wife or girlfriend.

He was punching her kicking her.

Before I knew it I was beating the shit out of the guy I was just so damn mad that he would do this to a woman, I was shocked as he was!

I was raised if you raised your hand to a woman and struck her you sir, were no man!

What was I doing but beating Christine for a behavior she had all her life! I was no man.

I was an abuser no better than the guy in Taggart I had beaten!

In some ways Christine was very childlike, like starting to call me daddy when her mind was elsewhere!

But like when I first saw her she was all woman, I guess I got a crush on that woman.

Now that I knew that woman, that crush was developing into something totally different.

Love!

But I was not in a position to act on that love, I'm a paid babysitter for a 25 year old woman that still wet her bed.

At first her wetting her bed I saw it as a turn off.

Now it was just a part of the woman that I loved and cared for!

But if I really told her how I feel about her! Grandma would fire me for sure, I'm just the hired help! 

Still I was a man and she was a very beautiful woman.

I had to clean her woman parts on a daily basis so they wouldn't smell like urine.

I knew what she had.

That's why I was in the foul mood in was in.

I did the morning spanking for the wet bed.

I fed her I tried to be a good babysitter.

"Matt whats wrong, did I do something to upset you?" She asked?

"You, no your perfect just the way you are. It's me I'm having a bit of a problem right now, a test of my character!"

"Good just as long as it's not me that upset you!"

"Never you, I...."

I almost told her I love you!

Another thing to be pissed at myself for.

I took her to the park. 

"Swing me daddy.

I pushed her and listened to her squeal with laughter.

It was time to go home I went to pick her up from the bench, she grabbed me around my neck.

She kissed me and whispered in my ear

 "I feel the same way too!"

I was shocked!

I looked at her eyes I saw a verily perceptible nod of  her head, yes.

This time she grabbed me and began kissing my face not just once but several times.

We got home and started making her Grilled Cheese sandwiches and tomato soup.

Mrs. Perkins got home l felt she could read the guilt all over my face. 

I made lunch for her as well and then went home.

I couldn't help but think of the way things had happened, Christine loved me as well.

I started working on my project to get my mind off the fact of what had happened that day.

I started working and I worked and worked. The project that was supposed to take me until later this week was pretty much done.

It was also 9:30 am on Sunday Morning I had worked all night.

All that was left was staining and varnishing it.

I got in my truck and drove to Taggart they had a Wal-Mart and I bought the stain and varnish and went home.

I still felt wide awake.

I stained the furniture I had made it needed to dry.

I went and now I was tired I had been up for 28 straight hours.

I slept for 6 total hours and I awoke, and this time I varnished the thing I had made for Christine,  I couldn't wait until tomorrow when I give her the gift from my heart!

 

[Sarah Penguin]

[Drownedinp]

I checked the gift I had made for Christine it was dry.

It turned out just as I had planned.

I tore it down and moved it piece by piece to Christine's house.

Once I got it there, I had been given the green light to just come in.

I walked in.

I went up stairs and got Christine up out of her crib.

Frankly I wondered how she slept in the crib.

Granted she wasn't a big girl.

But still it was designed for someone a lot smaller than her. 

"Matt!" She smiled at just seeing me.

"I missed you yesterday."

I helped her get out of her crib.

She hugged me around my neck as I got her out of her crib.

Usually she let go once her feet were on the floor.

Today she hung on to me. Giving me a hug.

Today I hugged her back. It just felt right.

Neither one of us wanted to let go. 

She did and she lead me to my chair and sat me down, she put the pad in my lap, and began to undo her wet overnight diaper and laid on my lap.

Today I didn't feel like punishing her,  I moved her onesy up and I had her ribs and back exposed.

I swatted her backside.

There wasn't much force.

It was more a love tap than a spank.

She looked back at me. 

"Is there something wrong?" She asked?

"Yeah there is a lot wrong, Christine!

You are right I do love you I've had a Crush on you since I first met you.

Now that is love I do love you.

You shouldn't hurt the ones you love! I can't bring myself to abuse you anymore.

Beating you isnt going to stop your bedwetting, you and I both know that.

Like you said your an adult bedwetter.

The word there is adult!

I turned her over.

I began tickling her I blew raspberrys on her tummy!

I tickled her until I felt the pad warm and then I stood her up.

This time I kissed her, I used tongue, she did as well. 

"I love you Matt, it was the same for me.

I had a crush on you.

You've been my babysitter!

But also my companion!"

You didn't seem grossed out by the fact that at 25 years old I still wet my bed!

Just the opposite you had compassion for me.

You felt bad about having to punish me for my bedwetting.

Yes I knew it won't stop my bedwetting.

But I let you do it, because grandma would fire you if not, it kept you around.

Now what?"

I took her and bathed her I dressed her we went to Grandma, Mrs. Perkins shop. 

"What's wrong?" She asked?

"Nothing!

Except I think after today I will be looking for a new job.

Mrs. Perkins, since I have been your Granddaughter Christine's babysitter, at first I thought yeah she is cute but she is 25 years old and still wets her bed!

After being her babysitter for a while, I have discovered I love your Granddaughter and she loves me! 

I saw Mrs. Perkins look at Christine!

Her bedwetting is a part of her, I feel like I'm an abuser for spanking her for her wet beds!

We both know she has had this problem her whole life, it's not going to go away, no amount of spanking is going to stop it from happening!

It's like beating a dead horse.

Now I do love your Granddaughter, the testing I took last week they feel I have an aptitude for either Medicine or building furniture.

In fact I have built your Granddaughter a new crib one more her size.

So she won't be so cramped in.

The one she sleeps in now is so cheaply made, it's a wonder it still is standing and hasn't fell apart yet!

What I guess I'm trying to say is once I get things going, I'm going to come back and I'm going to take Christine away from you, I'm  going to marry her!"

Mrs. Perkins smiled, not the reaction I expected! 

"Matthew when did you grow a pair?

I have always hired females to be Christine's babysitters your my first male, frankly I was looking for a husband for her. Most of the guys that I had chosen as dates were after 2 things sex or our family's money.

We're not super rich, but we aren't poor either.

You spanked her because I had you do it, I was hoping you would get so you felt guilty, Christine's dad had no problems abusing his wife, I'm glad you feel the way you do about abuse, I was hoping we would have this conversation.

You saw Christine's Womanly bits everyday spanking and bathing her.

Yet still you refrained from having sex with her!

Which shows me you are not wanting just to have sex with her, believe I would have known!

You talked about getting back on your feet and then coming back to marry Christine!

When Christine marries she gets her inheritance.

This I have to see the crib you made for her!

Christine how do you feel?"

"Grandma I love him as well, I love you but if he comes to marry me I'm afraid I will have to marry him.

I don't want to hurt your feelings grandma!"

"Child all I ever wanted was to see you happy!

Now let's go see this crib he made for you, shall we?"

She closed up shop and we went up stairs tore her old cheap crib apart.

Matt put up his crib that he had made he made the bed and put Christine in she stretched her legs out.

"Ahhh," she exclaimed, with a huge smile!

"Matt, I'm impreesed! I don't know if you know what I do but my shop is mostly mail order, how would you like a job making more of these cribs, there isnt a day that goes by that somebody doesn't ask me about baby furniture?"

"But this is adult sized not for kids!"

 "I cater to an eclectic group. ABDL's!"

"What's an ABLD?" I asked?

"It's ABDL. stands for Adult Baby Diaper Lovers.

Where do you think Christine got her diapers from?

I made hers and her plastic pants.

Yes I run a dress shop.

What you see out there is not how I make my money!

I get phone orders.

The dress I'm making right now is for some rich Saudi oil millionaire!

Yes he is male but he likes to wear woman's clothes.

If the religious powers that be in his country knew he liked to wear woman's clothes, wear and wet diapers he would be dead already!"

I have others that want adult sized cribs and changing tables, high chairs.

We could make a killing.

Do you think if i showed you a photo of a changing table and a high chair you could make one big enough for Christine?"

"Better yet you get me a pattern for a kids size and I can make it bigger for an adult."

"Fair enough.

You Do beautiful work by the way, I'm sure we can fetch as much as $300 or even as high as $500 per crib!"

"No way I was making $500 a week at the sawmill I might be able to manage maybe 3 or 4 of these a week.

If we mass produce we could sell 9 or 10 a week easy!" I said!

"Christine would you mind if your soon to be husband makes you all kinds of new furniture?"

"No as long as he makes them for me at first!"

"Could you make rockers strong enough to support two adults so like a mom could rock her big baby. 

Could we make different colors like say white and not like this dark brown and put motifs on them my Saudi Oil Millionare is having me embroider little lambs on his things.

I think he would love his own crib in white with a little lamb on it. 

"Great thinking Mrs. Perkins!" I said.

"Rachel, my first name is Rachel!"

"I think from now on I will just call you grandma!

We went back to the shop.

We looked up industrial wood working tools things like table saws and routers, lathes. In books we found every thing we needed.

We called and ordered everything and ordered wood.

I had done Christine's in Maple, we ordered Pine, Cedar, Oak. with in a week I had made one of each a crib, changing table High chair and rocking chair.

Took photos and mailed out a flyer to all of grandma's customers.

With in a week orders started pouring in.

I was working 16 hour days just to keep up with the orders, grandma also got lots more orders for clothes and diapers.

We were working our butts off.

Christine helped either grandma or I.

One day there were people that dropped in to meet to grandma and I was introduced the husband I knew, he was the guy that had passed out in his car and wet himself, catching Pneumonia.

Kirk was a bit embarrassed to see me.

I found out his wife wasn't to happy with him wetting in their car.

She had started making him wear diapers. 

Now he wet his bed every night just like Christine.

She was looking for a Crib, Changing table and a rocker it was plain pine, and white.

She was surprised that I knew her husband when I worked at the sawmill.

I realized after that first time I never saw him at another function again ever.

She kept him an tight leash!

He wore thin diapers now to work and then had to go home to have mommy change him.

There was always somebody that was one of grandma's customers dropping by.

One day the Saudi Oil Millionaire dropped by.

He ordered like $22,000 worth of clothes, diapers and furniture.

Yeah he bought a white, pine crib with the lambs on it.

A matching changing table, high chair and rocker.

One of his wives was with him what we got was she was now mommy to him.

She was just as kinkiy as he was, some of the diapers were for her. 

Christine and I were married.

I became daddy, not Matt, daddy.

Christine was my little girl.

When the shop wasn't busy, Chistine played like a kid.

She ran squealed and looked and acted like she was a kid. 

One visit we had was Sally.

I got to watch Mary, while Christine and her best friend in the whole world played like they were kids.

Sally laughed so hard she wet herself.

I diapered her and l took Christine's pants off.

They played and played both just wearing tee shirts and diapers.

Grandma came and watched the two girls play.

I saw her smile.

She shocked me she dropped her skirt and joined in with the two girls.

I never knew grandmother wore diapers either!

I was hugged by 4 females, Grandmother, Christine, Sally and Mary they all had a Sparkle in their eyes.

Next time that Sally came she was already prepared she had her diapers and plastc panties on and Mary played with her mom and Christine.

Next time I was tackled and they diapered me and I got to play just the 5 of us.

We were only in diapers and tee shirts I had the best time!

I wasn't almost 30 years old I felt 4 years old again.

I hated having to go back and be an adult.

I think I said something like "Awww, do we have ta?"

Yeah I was shocked I whined like a little kid!

Christine and grandma both laughed so hard, that I had said something like that!

I never missed not having a job after that.

"What's that, you say?

I had a job?

Being with my wife her best friend and her daughter, and grandma it wasn't work, I heard somebody once say, "Find a job you enjoy and it won't be like work!"

Working doing what I like isn't work, I'm with my wife whom I love dearly almost 24/7/365, that isn't work.

That makes me happy.

I love my job!

The End!

Sometimes when I write a story like this, all I do is put the words down. This story was like that, it pretty much wrote itself. All I did was put the words down!

[Sarah Penguin]

Surprise ABDLs

[BoTox]

Nice story!

[babytom2]

Uh,quite the fanciful ending.

[kirababy]

fanciful, yes no way could they make money at 500 per crib!   LOL  seriously, enjoyed the story even with a fairytale ending.

[Drownedinp]

5 hours ago, kirababy said:

fanciful, yes no way could they make money at 500 per crib!   LOL  seriously, enjoyed the story even with a fairytale ending.

This was supposed to be in the past, late 70's early 80's mail order days!

[Big-baby-bear99]

Win win all the way around loved it 

Lovely love story 

[giantessman]

Just read this and loved how wholesome it was. Thanks!