Pushing Boundaries - Updated with Part 2

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This might seem familiar...I've been writing on my own for years now, and I've become sort of obsessed with perspective. I like limiting what we know to one character's viewpoint, but I also like the idea that two people might have radically divergent perspectives on the same events. So, several of the stories I'm planning on sharing over the next few months kind of play with that theme in one way or another. This one is definitely the most explicit example of that, and I doubt I'll do anything else in this Wicked sort of style again (do it once and it is hopefully kind of interesting - do it three times and it is definitely kind of lazy, IMO). 

Anyways, I hope people enjoy something a little different. Part 2 is written and coming next week.

This comes out of the Jackie Universe. You don't need to know those stories to follow this one, but they might give some interesting context:

Baby's Unexpected Trip

Jackie's Play Date

The Haircut (a parallel to this story)

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“OK, thanks for your help, babe,” Julia said to her fiancée, Kevin. “We’ll see you when we get home.”

“Of course,” he answered. “How are you feeling?”

“A little nervous,” she confessed. “For them.” She nodded in the direction of the car.

“I know,” said Kevin. “But they’ll be fine. If they could show their parents, if they could show me, a bunch of people who are already used to the idea will be nothing. I know they’re nervous, but they got in the car, and they know where they are going.”

“I know you’re right,” Julia said, “but I just… don’t want to push them too far. It’s supposed to be embarrassing sometimes, but still.”

“If it doesn’t work, it’s just one time. They’ll get through it. Besides, they totally need the haircuts! This is probably less scary than trying to sneak out and hide their diapers at a normal salon.”

“OK, you’re totally right. See you in a couple hours.”

Julia kissed her fiancée, opened the front door of the minivan, and got in the driver’s seat. As she closed the door, she glanced into the rearview mirror. Looking back at her from where they sat, strapped into matching, oversized car seats in the two seats of the van’s middle row, she saw two of her best friends, twins Lauren and Katie. Though they had been friends for several years now, over the past four months their relationship had taken on a new dynamic, in which Julia and Kevin were full time parents to a set of adult baby twins. Julia and Kevin had worked hard to help the girls live out their desires, but her nerves reflected that it was still a set of roles that had been confined to the four of them.

The intent looks she got in the mirror from Katie and Lauren told her that they almost surely had heard her conversation with Kevin. She cursed the oversized pacifiers in each of their mouths – it made their expressions harder to read.

After a few seconds, Lauren broke the silence.

“We’re ok, Mommy,” she said, still lisping because of her pacifier but sounding much more serious and assertive than normal.

 “Yeah? How about you, Katie?” Julia asked. She knew that Katie was much more shy, and while Lauren always had her interests in mind, she sensed that sometimes Lauren was out ahead of her twin.

“I’m ready,” Katie answered quietly, nodding to reaffirm her commitment.

“Alright then,” Julia said, throwing the car into reverse and beginning to back down the driveway. “Wave bye-bye to Daddy, babies.” She was back to the more commanding, patronizing tone that she normally assumed as the girls’ dominant caretaker.

If they were ready, she was ready. She pulled out and began the roughly twenty-minute drive to the salon where the girls were going to be getting a haircut, their first since they’d taken on their baby status full-time. It had been nearly a month since Julia had first recognized that this was a problem that they’d need to address. She’d begun searching for a place that she might be able to discreetly bring the girls for an appointment – perhaps with her getting a cut at the same time so that it wouldn’t seem weird that she had driven them. In her mind, there was no chance she’d be bringing them in baby clothes, but she didn’t think bringing them in with their increasingly necessary diapers under adult clothes was a foolproof solution either.

Just as she had been about to decide that was her only option, she remembered an online forum that she’d consulted before starting this relationship with the girls full-time, when she was trying to think about deliberately setting up boundaries. The forum offered advice from others with experience in similar situations, and so she decided to ask whether her plans were best. To her great surprise, she’d been alerted to a small number of salons that specifically catered to adult babies, including one in the same metro area that she lived in. She’d quickly emailed the proprietor, who let her know that she held approximately monthly sessions on Saturdays after the salon was normally closed. She told Julia that there were normally four or five other girls that came in on a given Saturday, and that all of them were heavily-dominated big babies.

That last point had been the cause of hesitation for Julia. Though she knew that Katie and especially Lauren were interested in being babied in part because they were excited by the humiliation, she got the sense that some of the other girls were less willing participants. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that, and whether the girls would find the exposure too humiliating. After talking to Kevin, they decided to leave the choice up to the girls and gave them some time to make up their minds. Presented with the option of a clandestine trip to a normal salon or visiting the adult baby-friendly option, they had chosen the second. Julia was still worried that it might be uncomfortable or that she’d need to protect the girls, but with their final blessing, she was now committed to being assertive. In fact, her attitude towards the girls would probably help set the tone for everyone else in the room, so she was working hard to gather her normal confidence.

She looked at the girls in the mirror again while stopped at a traffic light. Dressed as they were, they looked like they needed her protection. Both sucked on pink pacifiers, and wore matching, light yellow raincoats that kept away the slight chill. When standing, they also were long enough to hide their childish light blue dresses and thick diapers from a quick glance of a passer-by, though sitting in their car seats the coats rode up and Julia could easily see the thick disposals peeking out from underneath. It would be the first time they’d appear in front of strangers in their baby clothes, and though Julia had her concerns, she had to admit that the humiliation they’d feel would be fun for her to watch as a caretaker with a definite dominant streak. The girls looked very cute, but also very childish.

Before long, Julia found herself pulling into the parking lot. Though there were a few cars in the lot, she was pleased that they were as well shielded from the street as she had been promised. She parked, and though she was still feeling some nerves, she quickly and confidently climbed out of the car and moved around to the back seat. She opened the sliding door and stepped up into the car, leaning over Lauren to unbuckle Katie in the far seat. Having done so, she backed out of the car and unbuckled Lauren. Lauren stood up and stepped out of the car, then was followed out by Katie. Julia reached back into the car and grabbed the diaper bag that was on the floor between the two girls’ seats. Flinging it over her shoulder, she closed the door and held a hand out to both girls, who eagerly took the support. Julia could feel from their sweaty palms that no matter how ready they had been, they were nervous. Determined not to let them down, she steadily began walking to the door.

The door was locked to prevent anyone accidentally wandering into the salon when it was closed for this special occasion, so Julia briefly released Lauren’s hand and rang the doorbell. The party stood in silence waiting for someone to come to the door. After a few moments, it opened, and an attractively dressed middle-aged woman ushered them in with a smile.

“Oh, hi, you must be Julia!” the shop’s proprietor greeted her. “I’m Ms. Parker. It’s so nice to meet you!”

“I am. We’re so excited to meet you too!”

“And look at this!” Ms. Parker continued, changing her tone in an obvious reference to the girls, even as she continued to address Julia. “How precious, you must be so proud! Oh, please do come in. This is exciting!”

Releasing the girls’ hands as they stepped through the door, Julia turned to Katie and began unbuttoning her jacket. Seemingly instinctively, Ms. Parker began doing the same to Lauren. Though Lauren was used to being dressed by either Julia or Kevin, she was visibly blushing as she was treated so childishly by a stranger. Still, she didn’t offer any resistance, and soon the girls' coats were hung up and they were ready to move into the main part of the salon.

“All right, come right through then and I can introduce everybody,” Ms. Parker said, leading the way. Julia once again grabbed the girls’ hands and followed behind.

As they entered, Julia took a look around the modest salon. It was much like any other you might see, with a small section of toys for children who were waiting, and couches and chairs around the perimeter. Of course, today, its occupants were anything but ordinary. Immediately, she recognized the smells of babyhood that were familiar from Lauren and Katie’s nursery in their own home, and she quickly saw that the occupant of the stylist’s chair sucked an oversized pacifier just like her own girls.

Ms. Parker addressed the room first.

“Everyone, we have some new friends today! This is Baby Lauren,” she said, gesturing appropriately. Though the twins were identical, Lauren could easily be identified by her glasses. “And here is her sister, Baby Katie. And this is their mommy, Julia.”

Julia took her introduction as an opportunity to guide the girls forward, bringing them in front of her without letting go of their wrists.

“Say hi to your new friends, girls,” she gently commanded.

Though it was barely audible, both girls mumbled a muffled a “hi” from behind their pacifiers and mustered weak waves with their free hands. Julia noticed that they were both looking at the floor as if they could make it open up and swallow them if they stared hard enough, so she decided not to press them for more enthusiasm before they had a chance to adjust to their new surroundings.

Ms. Parker took over once more.

“Babies, all the other little girls here are going to be your friends,” she said. “Right here just getting her hair cut now is Baby Stephanie. Over there by the TV is Baby Kori.” She gestured first to a girl with wet hair who was sucking a pacifier with the rest of her outfit obscured by a Hello Kitty hairdresser’s smock, and then to a tallish, slender girl who was no more than 30 who stood in front of a tv in the corner playing a video of children’s songs that featured young children dancing. Based on the bow-legged position that she was frozen in while staring back at them, with her light pink onesie stretched taut over a bulging diaper that just peaked out through the leg holes, it seemed that she had been dancing along with the children before being distracted by the new arrivals.

“This is Baby Susie and her mommy,” Ms. Parker continued, snapping Julia’s attention away from Baby Kori and over towards a side wall, where she found an attractive woman of about 35 sitting in a seat bent over reading a children’s book to her charge. Instantly, though, Julia could sense something was different, and from the slight tensing of the grips on her hands, she could tell the girls did too. Though Baby Susie was wearing an extremely girly, frilly, and ruffled yellow dress that was complimented by a matching pair of rhumba panties and even wore a little bit of makeup, there was little doubting that they were in fact looking at a man. Julia had heard of sissies in the course of the research she’d done before adopting the girls full-time, but she’d not considered the possibility of encountering one. Looking at the girls, she could sense that they may not have the same familiarity with their subject matter. They seemed confused, though she could sense them slowly relaxing despite their own embarrassment, perhaps because the embarrassment was also etched all over each of the other babies’ faces as well, proving that they weren’t the only ones who were the object of humiliation in the room.

“Over in the corner, that’s Baby Jackie having a nice bot-bot from Kori’s mummy,” Ms. Parker continued, gesturing further down the wall to a bibbed woman with a bottle held to her mouth by what was apparently the dancer’s mother (though her age suggested that they must have been nearly the same age). “And her Mama is on the other side of the couch.”

Even as Julia was looking over at Jackie, she found her attention diverted to the floor between her party and the bottle feeding taking place across the room, and the fresh squeezes on her hand told her she wasn’t the only one who was becoming distracted by the last baby in the room, who was, it was now quite evident, the source of the babyish smell she’d detected upon entering the salon.

The big baby, who was quite evidently the oldest of the seven now in the salon, lay on a changing mat with her ankles held aloft by her caregiver, who was just making the first of what would need to be many passes with a baby wipe onto the girl’s extremely messy backside and privates. The red onesie that she wore had been unsnapped and pulled far enough up that it revealed her breasts, and it matched her deeply blushing, tear-streaked face. The baby woman was clearly mortified to be so shamefully exposed to strangers.

“THAT,” Ms. Parker said, clearly alluding to the spectacle that had her new guests’ attention, “is Baby Tory and her Mommy.”

“Nice to meet you, everyone,” offered Tory’s mommy, looking up between wipes of her charge’s dirty anus. “Sorry about my little poo-poo princess here. Babies like her never do seem to pick a good time to make stinkies, do they?”

She seemed to make a point to catch Julia’s eyes, and with a conspiratorial grin, she moved closer to the humiliated woman and shifted into an overly sweet coo.

“You never do make stinkies at a good time, do you Baby Tory? I don’t think so. You’re just a big poopy princess with bad timing!” She planted an obviously theatrical kiss on her head, as if she were commiserating with her embarrassment rather than deliberately heightening it, and then resumed the unpleasant but power-affirming chore of changing Tory’s filthy diaper.

Julia was almost stunned by what she saw. She couldn’t deny that the power trip she was witnessing, and indeed the dynamics she was witnessing across the room, was awakening her powerful dominant streak, but she also could sense that Tori was miserable. Still, despite the real tears, there was clearly nothing but submission to the change, no matter how embarrassed she clearly was.

While she was still processing, Ms. Parker turned to the girls.

“Why don’t the two of you go play?” she asked, though she left little doubt that it was an order.

Julia said nothing, but she dropped their hands and gently pushed them out onto the floor. To her surprise, Lauren rushed away, making towards a children’s tea set on one side of the room. Perhaps she was feeling less humiliated, knowing that she didn’t have it as bad as Tory, or perhaps she was just anxious to get out of the center of attention, but she was off with her trademark girlish enthusiasm. Katie followed behind, clearly more reserved, which was less surprising. Julia guessed that she shared little of her twin’s enthusiasm, but also knew her well enough to know that she’d be certain to stay pinned to Lauren’s side as much as possible.

From over on the couch, Julia heard Kori’s mommy order her charge to carry on with her dancing, and the hasty reply and almost frantic resumption of a series of wiggles that made the big baby look truly ridiculous betrayed just how eagerly the girl wished to avoid making the dominant woman cross. Julia could sense that the mommy was feeling some of the same thrill she was from witnessing Tory’s humiliation and was eager to exercise her own dominance beyond her continued feeding of Baby Jackie.

Almost magnetically, Julia found herself drawn to the scene on the floor again. Tory’s mommy had now nearly finished wiping the girl, who had regained some composure once the attention had waned but was now keeping her head turned towards the wall next to her. Her open diaper had been pulled away from her backside, and although it was partially concealed by dirty wipes, it clearly revealed a sizeable, sludgy mess that had spread throughout the woman’s backside and even moved partially up the front of her crotch. Julia knew from changing the girls that this meant she’d almost certainly been sitting down in her mess at some point, and probably had been wearing her dirty underwear for some time before she was changed.

When her mommy finally was satisfied that the girl was clean, she tossed the final wipe onto the open diaper and wrapped it all up once more into a small but stinky parcel. Deftly, and with a total lack of resistance on Tory’s part, she powdered the girl and taped on a fresh and thirsty diaper in its place. 

Julia was still unsure of what she’d seen. If Tory was in this for the humiliation, then the enjoyment had yet to kick in. She loved seeing the dominance displayed, but hoped it wouldn’t spook the girls. Though she’d considered the girls’ diapers in deciding where she’d take them, she hadn’t really thought of what she’d do if one of them had made a messy diaper. Since she’d changed them immediately before leaving, a mess was the only way that they’d truly need a change before they left. She couldn’t imagine subjecting either of them to that level of exposure. She could, she supposed, take them to the restroom, which might look weird but at least would provide some privacy. The car ran through her head, but that seemed to slightly increase the odds of a truly monumental catastrophe. Perhaps she could even just leave the dirty deed unacknowledged and change the offender when they got home. That would make for an unpleasant car ride for all three of them, but it would limit the girl’s embarrassment at the salon somewhat.

As the change was fully completed and Tory was made to crawl over to the garbage to discard her ruined undergarment, Julia realized that she’d been more or less standing in the middle of the room for nearly ten minutes. In fact, there had been a changing of the guard up front, and Jackie was now replacing Stephanie in the chair. Quickly glancing at the girls, she saw that they were fine. Lauren was fully her high-energy baby-self, quickly moving from toy to toy as if she were an actual rambunctious toddler. You wouldn’t know she wasn’t at home if you couldn’t see all the other oversized infants around her. Katie seemed more to be following Lauren’s lead than entirely enthusiastic, but that wasn’t too different from what one normally saw from her either. Just as at home, Julia took her at her word that she was just fine and simply was less enthusiastic of a person than her sister.

Realizing that she should stop just standing around being anti-social, Julia looked around for an obvious place to go. Stephanie had replaced Jackie over Kori’s mommy’s lap, and her Mommy, who appeared to be old enough to actually be her biological mother, was now sitting on the other side of the couch. Tory’s mommy had gone to the restroom, perhaps to wash her hands after changing the dirty diaper, and Baby Susie and his (her? – Julia didn’t know) mommy were still in the midst of the book she’d been reading to him. Seeing her options, and really only knowing Ms. Parker, if only through email, she decided to move over towards the chair, where an empty chair sat next to Jackie’s mama, who was watching the proceedings that were just beginning.

“Mind if I sit?” Julia asked the woman.

“Oh, of course not. Nice to meet you,” she replied, extending a hand for a handshake.

“Have you and Jackie been coming here long?”

“Well, Jackie has been coming here for about 5 years now, but I’ve only been bringing her for the last three or so.”

“Oh, wow,” said Julia, thinking that Jackie could have been approximately the same age as her girls. “That’s longer than I would have expected that Ms. Parker had even been doing this.”

“Oh, you flatter me!” said Ms. Parker as she continued to run a comb through Jackie’s light brown hair. “I did my first one of these on Baby Tory on the second day I had the shop almost 20 years ago. I knew her mommy a little from a couple of kinky parties we had seen each other at along the way, and when I opened the shop she asked if she could bring Tory by. Back then it was just her so we did it after hours, but it just keeps growing!”

“She’s been a baby for 20 years?” Julia asked. Sure, she was visibly older, and she clearly was extremely submissive, but this was still amazing information.

“Absolutely,” said Ms. Parker. “Wouldn’t know how to be a grown-up if she tried anymore.”

“Wow! That’s crazy. I never knew things like this could last so long.”

“Tell me about it,” said the other woman. “When I first met Baby Jackie almost six years ago, I never would have guessed. Now I can’t imagine how boring life without having her would be.”

Julia was having trouble following, but sensed that her companion was willing to tell the story, which she was curious to hear.

“Wait, I thought you said you’ve only had her for three years?” Julia asked. “And who had her before if you knew her six years ago?”

“Oh right, I should have explained,” said Jackie’s mama. “Jackie calls me Mama now, but she used to call me Nanny. Right after she finished college, her parents decided that she wasn’t really turning out right and that they were better off just keeping her as the family baby. So they basically made her what you see here today. For a little while, her Mommy stayed home with her, but eventually she wanted to go back to work, so they hired me to be her Nanny. I didn’t exactly know what I was getting into in terms of a time commitment, but the pay was great and I loved getting to come up with ways to baby her as much as possible. So then, about three years ago, her parents came to me with a proposition. They definitely still wanted Jackie to be a baby, but they felt like having Jackie live at their house didn’t make sense anymore. She was basically always asleep when they were home except on the weekends, but having her there meant they couldn’t really travel without it being a major hassle. So we came to an agreement. They furnished my house with all of the stuff they already had, but kept all of Jackie’s stuff there too. They still pay me, actually more since it is 24/7 now, and Jackie usually spends a day or two on the weekends over there for a while so I still get some alone time. Plus, now we can coordinate it so that she goes over there for longer and I actually get to take some time off too. And I still love to find new ways to keep a big baby in line, so it’s great for me.”

Julia found herself watching Jackie blush in the mirror. She’d been like this for six years, and it seemed clear she had little choice. Like Tory, she seemed to be pretty much be totally resigned to her role, and showed little reaction beyond her blushing. For the Mama’s part (she still didn’t know her name), it was clear that she loved her job, and relished her chance to dominate an adult baby. She wasn’t sure about the ethics of it, and was pretty sure that she wouldn’t be able to accept the same role, but she could relate with the thrill that Mama was describing, and decided to withhold judgment for now.

“Seems like a good job,” she finally responded.

“Best I’ve ever had,” said Mama. “I have to say, I was a little surprised when Ms. Parker said that you were their mommy, not their babysitter or something. How did you get into this?”

 “Well, it was really kind of an accident,” Julia answered, now getting a chance to tell her own story. “I met the twins in college. I was a year older than them, but they were both pledging the sorority that I was in. Normally we didn’t really do much in terms of hazing, but for some reason that year it was decided that we would have everyone who was pledging spend a weekend as babies. And normally each of us would just be in charge of one of the new girls, but then one of my friends in the sorority had a family emergency and had to go home. I was already supposed to be doing Lauren, and since my friend had Katie and they were twins, they decided to have me be in charge of both of them. It was all really low-brow stuff – basically they just had to wear the sorority t-shirts and a cheap adult diaper all weekend, and then we’d give them lots bottles or baby food with lots of fiber in it to make them have to use them, and they’d have to play some stupid games and stuff. Honestly, I thought it was going to be pretty dumb and kind of too mean to make them use the diapers and stuff. But then, when we did it, it was weird. Right off the bat, I kind of liked it. I was probably more gentle and nice than everyone else actually, because it didn’t seem right, but I sort of loved putting them in diapers or feeding them and having them need me to do anything.”

Listening to herself, Julia realized that she was clearly a different kind of person than the woman she was talking to. Though she had discovered a strong dominant streak, she was also much more concerned with the emotional well-being of others, even during dominant play. This didn’t seem to be as much of a concern for her companion. Still, it occurred to her that she might have something to learn from this woman. While her approach might be different, she seemed to have some tricks that she’d picked up over her time babying Jackie.

“So,” she continued, “the whole weekend ended, and I sort of couldn’t stop thinking about it, but I didn’t think I’d ever mention it because I wouldn’t even know how. But then one day while everyone was at dinner, maybe like three weeks later, it came up, and Lauren mentioned sort of casually that she didn’t actually hate it. That definitely got my attention. Since I was supposed to sort of be her mentor we talked together a lot, and later I asked her about it.”

“How’d you even do that?” asked Mama, understandably seeming to find it hard to believe that they could have this conversation. Julia could barely believe she had had the courage to do it herself now. At the same time, she suspected that while she was a more natural dominant, she’d have been much less comfortable in conversations about awkward topics.

“Well, we’d been drinking before we were going to go out to a party, so I think I probably was a little more forward than I normally would be, and she was probably a little more open about it after that.”

“Ok, that makes a little more sense,” Mama replied.

“Yeah, it made more sense at the time I think,” said Julia. “I don’t even know what I thought was going to happen. But so anyways, it was just the two of us in my room, maybe like three days after she said that, and I just sort of asked her what she meant when she said she didn’t hate it.”

Just then, Lauren came hustling over to the conversation. Julia feared she had heard their conversation and was running over to stop them, but Lauren was a wildcard, so she waited for her to speak first.

“Umm, Mommy, I hafta tell you something,” she said breathlessly from behind her pacifier.

“What’s that, La-La?” Julia asked, almost automatically using the tone and pet name that she usually used at home. She was still baffled by what was going on, but with the tone, she could tell that she wasn’t worried about what the grown-ups were discussing.

“It’s a secwet!” came Lauren’s reply.

“Oh, ok,” said Julia, taking out Lauren’s pacifier and leaning closer so that Lauren could whisper. Somehow Lauren had picked up on the way that little kids love secrets, and occasionally resorted to this characteristic, which Julia found really adorable.

“I fink dat Susie made stinkies,” she whispered.

Julia almost laughed at the absurdity. Lauren was tattling. Not only was she not worried about the story, she was so preoccupied with her role that she was telling on one of her companions for having a dirty diaper.

“Why are you telling me, silly?” she asked, stifling her laugh and staying in character. “You have to tell her mommy that.”

“But I’m scawed,” Lauren replied genuinely, seemingly just now realizing the consequences of her actions.

“Oh, there is no need to be scared, princess. Here, I’ll come with you.”

Julia rose and grabbed Lauren’s hand again. The girl had quite clearly left a tea party that Katie, Susie, and Stephanie were still sitting at, and each of those babies were watching intently. She led Lauren across the short distance and stood before Susie’s mommy, who was now looking up from her phone.

“Go ahead,” Julia commanded, finding her confidence and hoping she could channel it to her suddenly nervous baby. “Tell Susie’s mommy what you told me.”

Sensing her struggles, Julia put a second hand firmly on her shoulder, and finally, in a quiet mumble, Lauren said, “I fink dat Susie made stinkies.”

“Ahh,” said Susie’s mommy, “that’s very helpful of you for letting me know, little one. Thank you! Let’s find out. Baby Susie, come over to Mommy for a moment please.”

Julia barely paused to marvel at the way that the woman had simultaneously supported Lauren while also reaffirming her infancy. Like everyone else, she was now watching Susie, who seemed chagrined but dutifully dropped off of the chair and slowly crawled over to where they were grouped on the side of the room. When the sissy arrived, the woman rose to her feet, seeming even to Julia to utterly tower over the big baby on all fours before her.

“Baby Lauren thinks you might be a dirty girl, Susie. Is that true?” she asked. “Are you a smelly girl? Let’s check.”

Julia could sense the deliberate use of the word “girl,” and even the name Susie, were clearly designed to further emasculate the simpering creature on the floor, though she suspected that the impending diaper check in front of a room full of women was going to be a sufficiently humiliating regardless of gender pronouns.

She watched as Susie’s mommy bent over and used her left hand to lift the hem of his yellow dress, which had been just barely covering the top of his diaper, further up his back. She used her other hand to pull out the back of his ruffled panties and diapers, then dramatically lowered her head to visually inspect. She wrinkled her nose, a reaction that came with the territory of deliberately sniffing a diaper one knows is dirty at close range (one that Julia had herself experienced in service of embarrassing her girls at home), and then quickly released the diaper and dress and stood back up.

“Baby Lauren, you were right,” she declared, unexpectedly addressing Julia’s charge, who had been rather uselessly taking in the sight before her. “You’re a very good helper! Baby Susie is a very dirty girl!” Once more addressing the sissy, she said “You don’t smell as cute as you look, do you princess? I don’t think so. Too bad you already had your change after nap time. No more new diapers until right before night-nights.”

Baby Susie didn’t react like this was a surprise, but it certainly was for Julia, who had assumed they were in for another change. Were it not for Susie’s reaction and the overly produced diaper check, she might have thought this was a ploy to avoid a humiliating change, much like the stalling tactic that she’d considered if one of the twins were to poop herself. She had to admit, she was a bit disappointed. Though not exactly sexually interested, she’d harbored a curiosity about what she’d see when Susie’s diapers were opened. The juxtaposition between the dress he was wearing and the male genitals he’d surely reveal seemed to innately fascinate her dominant side.

Turning back to Lauren once more, his mommy said, “Baby Lauren, I know that Baby Susie smells very yucky, but do you mind if she keeps playing with you?”

Lauren seemed perplexed and turned to Julia for guidance. Julia was surprised, as it had fairly obviously been more of a command than an actual question. She certainly wasn’t going to intervene in any other way, especially since Lauren had likely pulled her stunt in part in an effort to see Susie experience a similar fate to Tory’s, which didn’t upset her as a Mommy but also hadn’t been terribly nice. She simply nodded at Lauren, who responded by mumbling “Otay,” to Susie’s mommy.

“Why don’t you girls go back and do that then?” she asked, and with that the group dispersed, with the babies going back to the tea party and Julia returning to her seat near the main chair.

“That was quite a show,” Jackie’s Mama said to Julia.

“Yeah, Lauren really gets into the role.”

“Yeah, I guess so. Although it sounds like she maybe always has?” clearly inviting Julia to resume their previous conversation.

“Well, yeah, true. Like I said, I asked her what she meant, and she said that she just really liked it getting to be the baby. I tried to pin her down, because I mean, c’mon, she couldn’t like the diapers, right? She said no, but that she didn’t hate them either. She’s actually come out of her shell more since, and I think she’s totally got a submissive side of her that likes them, or maybe likes to not like them. But what she really likes about it is that she got to just mess around and sort of dive into the role. She and Katie are both crazy smart, but it always stressed them out a lot to always work so hard. Especially Lauren. The funny thing is that now she is kind of the leader, but normally when they were together she almost never talked and let Katie do it for her. Basically, she just felt like being the baby was a really comforting release.”

“So, then what?” Mama asked. Julia liked how eager she was to hear the story.

“Well, yeah, I mean, when we were having that conversation, I didn’t really know what to say, so eventually I just blurted out that I kind of liked it too. And then we didn’t really talk for about a minute, and finally I asked if she ever wanted to do it again. She said yes, but she didn’t want anyone to know, which made sense. So we actually never did it again for the rest of the school year, but I think having that conversation helped us become closer friends. I used to tease her by calling her baby when we were together, and even though nobody was around she would blush pretty hard.”

“So the next year I ended up getting an apartment off campus with her and Katie, but by then it was kind of something I figured we’d never do because there was always someone around. But then when I showed up that year, like the third day she brought it up. Apparently she had been talking about it with Katie, and they wanted to try it again. I was surprised, because I’d never known Katie liked it at all, but I guess she sort of did but was also much more embarrassed than Lauren. So we tried it the very next weekend. We went to a party on Friday but then all day Saturday and Sunday I kept them in diapers, basically the same as when we were doing initiation. I loved it, but I figured that was it. We still had a lot of involvement in the sorority and school and we were busy. But a few months later they wanted to do it again and it started to become a little bit of a regular thing on the weekends.”

“Didn’t your other friends notice that you were always gone?” Mama asked.

“Well, I don’t think it was ever more than a couple of weekends in a month, so for the most part we could be pretty subtle. Plus, there was nothing that said I couldn’t go out for a little while. Sometimes I’d go get lunch or coffee with somebody, and I could run out to the library or whatever if I needed to. The first year especially, it was really easy. Especially since Lauren and Katie already had a reputation for being bookworms who didn’t necessarily go out every weekend. The only thing that was hard for a little while was when I got pretty serious with my boyfriend during my senior year, which was our second year living together. He’d end up coming over a decent number of nights, and it got weird how some weekends I’d kind of be avoiding him for the weekend so that I could baby the girls. Honestly, I wanted to keep doing it, but it was starting to impact my relationship. Plus, a lot of times after a day of babying them, when I’d put them to bed at night I’d be a little charged by the whole experience. It was basically when I wanted my boyfriend to be over the most.”

Julia was trying to be tactful, but she also could tell from Ms. Parker’s earlier comments that the thrill of domination was pretty well known in the room. Besides, it was true. Her desires to release after babying the girls was an important part of how she’d gotten to this point with the girls.

“So how did you deal with that?” Mama asked, still on the edge of her seat.

“Well, it kind of came to a head after a near miss one time. After I put them to bed one time after one of our weekends, I had Kevin come over to our place. I had gone over to his place a couple of times when I really wanted to, but that was easy because I’d just get up real early the next morning. This time I thought he was going to go out to a party after and I’d just stay in, so I had him over for a booty call. But then when we were finished he was tired and decided to just go to sleep. I didn’t really have a way to kick him out or send him home, so I just had to sort of let it happen even though the girls were in their bedrooms and could totally come out in the morning in compromised positions. So once he fell asleep, I wrote a note on a sheet of paper telling them not to come out until I woke them up because Kevin was here and I slipped it under each of their doors. It worked, but I couldn’t get him out of the house until, like, ten. Since I’d put them to bed pretty early, they had both had been up for quite a while. Lauren always poops in the morning so she was in a filthy diaper, and Katie had leaked. Plus, they were both kind of mad at me, since this was supposed to be our secret and I put them at risk of being seen.”

Julia felt sheepish recounting that part of the story. Though Jackie’s mama didn’t seem to be judging her, she didn’t like to think of how her selfishness had almost ruined her relationship with Lauren and Katie. They were her babies now, but they were her friends first, and she wasn’t proud of risking that.

“So we kind of let it sit for a couple of days,” she continued, “but finally I had to say something. It wasn’t a fight or anything, but I told them that if we were going to keep doing the whole mommy/babies thing then we were going to have to tell Kevin what was going on, or else I was going to have to stop. I didn’t want to, but I just wasn’t really able to do it the way it was going. Obviously, I didn’t make them decide right away, because I knew it was going to be hard for them to decide. But eventually, one night about a week later, they asked me how it would work if we did it more and told Kevin. They had a really good relationship with Kevin – actually, I wouldn’t have even started dating him if they hadn’t said they thought he was a really nice guy – so I think that helped. The three of us talked about how to do it for a little while and we decided that the easiest way would be for us to have him come over one night and all talk about it together.”

Jackie’s mama was hanging on every word, and even Jackie’s eyes seemed to be widening in the mirrors.

“So that’s what we did. We planned it a little more, but basically maybe a week later we deliberately made sure we were all home for dinner and we just told him about how we spent weekends as mommy and babies sometimes. He was definitely confused at first, but he started to understand a little better once we told him how it started. I could tell he was a little uncomfortable about it, and the girls were definitely embarrassed, so for a while I did most of the talking. Once we had him ask questions, he obviously asked about diapers right away. He definitely thought that part was weird at first, but I think he was mostly surprised that they would in any way willingly be put in diapers or use them. They told him that it wasn’t that they liked it, but just that they could get over it, but I don’t think that helped at first. But eventually he just wanted to know what we wanted him to do now that he knew about it.”

“What did you say to that?” asked Mama.

Julia beamed, remembering with pride just how well Kevin had taken it. He was such a good guy, and she felt lucky to have someone who handled such a strange situation so well.

“Well, that was the part where we were least sure about. The first thing we said was that he just had to be ok with it, which he promised he was, even if he wasn’t sure if he got it. Then we said that we wanted to be able to do it without hiding it from him. He didn’t have to come over if he didn’t want, but this way he would know we weren’t hiding anything from him. But we also told him he could come over if he wanted.”

“They were ok with that?” Mama asked, seemingly stunned.

“Well, honestly, I think that Lauren liked the idea more than she wanted to admit. She probably kind of pushed Katie to come a little out of her comfort zone in order to allow that, but that was ultimately what they said. The only rule was that he couldn’t change them or see them naked. I think they would have both died if we did that on the first day, and honestly, I wasn’t sure what I thought of it either.” Julia was understating it. She trusted all three of them, and now they were way past all of that, but she definitely hadn’t been ready for that right away.

“So what did Kevin say?”

“Well, at first, he just said he’d have to think about it, which made sense. Afterwards, when it was just the two of us, we talked a little more. At first he seemed to want to understand more about them, but eventually he wanted to know about me, and why I wanted to do it. At first, I sort of said it was because they wanted me too. I was actually weirdly embarrassed about it. He could kind of tell there was more to it though, so I told him about how the first time we’d done it at the initiation I’d quickly found out that I had a dominant streak and that I was growing to love it. I think he was a little surprised by that, but it was also a little like he was understanding for the first time. He asked me if I thought that the girls were feeling the same way, and I told him that Lauren almost certainly was, and that Katie was harder to tell because she was much shier about it. The last thing he asked was whether any of us had ever had a romantic relationship, which suddenly seemed like a fair question. I told him no, which was true, and then we left it for a while – all he said was to let him think about it.”

[Horizon]

Interesting take on this. Good stuff!

[GFOP]

Part 2

Ms. Parker was now getting Baby Jackie up from the chair and moving her over to a hair dryer to allow the curls she had been placing to set, but her mama was barely paying attention.

“So, I guess you knew you could continue at least?” she asked Julia. Perhaps because of how much work had gone into the start of Julia’s relationship with the girls as opposed to this woman’s relationship with Jackie, she seemed totally enthralled with the details.

“Yeah, starting the next weekend we just told him when we were going to do it. The first weekend he didn’t actually come over, but he kept texting me about the girls. He was definitely curious about what we were actually doing, you know? Like each time we’d do something, like I’d feed them a meal or change them or put them down for a nap or something, he’d want to know a little more. It seemed like he was slowly understanding the details. Of course, a lot of it was pretty mundane. For a few hours they just played with the couple of toys they had, and a lot of the day they just did homework like they would any other weekend, since it was still due. I think knowing what was going on in more detail was helpful for him, because the next time that we did it, he agreed to come over on Saturday night after I’d put the girls to bed. You could tell he was still shy because he didn’t want to do it before then, but I got him to spend the night so that he’d be there in the morning. I pretty much always get up before him, so once I was awake I went into the girls’ rooms and got them changed the way that I normally would, since they’d been in bed since about 9 and had had to wake up and wet at some point over night. They knew Kevin was going to come over the night before, and I could tell they were a little nervous, but I made a point to just sort of go about the day, so once they were ready I started making them oatmeal, which was what they usually got for breakfast. I would sit them next to each other, give them bibs, and feed them from the same big bowl, one getting one spoonful and one getting the other. About half way through, Kevin finally woke up. When he came out, it was awkward. Really, it seemed like all three of them more or less completely froze. They both were sitting there blushing profusely, and their diapers were showing and their faces had a little bit of baby food on it, so it made sense for them. He didn’t have any of that, of course, but I think he felt like he was seeing something that was pretty taboo. It was kind of funny to watch them, but I decided to just keep feeding them, which snapped them out of it enough to continue. Once they were done, I wiped their faces, replaced their pacifiers, and kept them there at the table while Kevin and I ate our own breakfasts.”

Baby Kori was now being shuffled into the chair, and her Mommy came over to monitor proceedings. Jackie’s mama greeted her.

“Hey Anna,” she said casually. “Julia has been telling us about how she started babying the twins. Have you been hearing this? It’s amazing!”

“Yeah,” said Anna. “I mostly could. I’m actually glad it was Kori’s turn. I was hoping I’d get to hear this more.”

Julia was curious to hear Anna’s story, but figured she might as well finish. Besides, she didn’t really think she’d ever told the story from the beginning, and she was enjoying it.

“Well, yeah, so it was still pretty awkward through breakfast, but eventually we finished. The girls usually did a little more homework than play time on Sundays to get ready for the week, so I sent them off to get started. I probably was pretty conspicuous, but I took Kevin back into my room and had some of the fastest and best sex of my life. It had been a little weird, but the thrill was totally intoxicating.”

“Oh, I can imagine!” said Anna, apparently quite sympathetic to what Julia was saying.

“Yeah, it was intense,” Julia continued. Kevin definitely enjoyed the sex, but pretty much left after that. It was all a lot to process for him, which I couldn’t really hold against him. Before he took off though, I made the girls come out and say bye-bye to Daddy, which made all three of them blush but was fun for me.”

All three of the other adults in the area chuckled at that one.

“Maybe a minute after he left Lauren pooped her diaper. She usually already would have, but apparently she’d been holding strong to wait until Kevin left, which I couldn’t blame her for. That would have been quite the immersion. I had Katie come in while I changed her and tried to see how they were both doing. They were embarrassed, but Lauren had really loved it, and I could tell that Katie was totally fine with it. It had pushed her boundaries, but she had already prepared herself to cross that line.”

“I talked to Kevin about it more after he had a little time, and he was sort of the same way. It wasn’t exactly his thing the way it was mine or the girls, but he could see how much I liked it, and he thought that was sexy. The next weekend that we did it, I got him to come over for most of the afternoon, and he saw a little bit more, including some play time, a bottle feeding, a baby food dinner, and he didn’t see me change them but he did see me check them both and take them for changes. The girls were super embarrassed for him to know that they were wet. I honestly didn’t really get it, since they were just sitting around in t-shirts and diapers, but it was clearly real. After a couple of more times I got him to help me out a little by giving them a bottle and feeding one of the girls lunch. I loved watching him do it, and now that he was getting over the awkwardness, I could see that he was enjoying it a little more too, even though he was still having a little trouble treating the twins like this when they were just normal friends most of the time. The next day, I realized that the girls were getting more comfortable with him there too, because Lauren got up the nerve to just do her normal poop while he was around. She did it in her room so we didn’t see it, but it was still a big step for her to be seen by a guy in a stinky diaper. It took a few more times before that finally happened with Katie, and honestly that might have just been a desperation thing more than comfort, but when he didn’t make fun of them, I think it helped.”

Kori, whose hair Ms. Parker almost seemed to be deliberately thinning to make look more like a little girl whose hair was still growing in, seemed to be gawking at the story at this point. Her jaw was so slackened in surprise at what she was hearing that her pacifier fell out and had to be replaced by Anna.

“So that was then, I guess, but how did you get to full time? Are you still with Kevin?” asked Jackie’s Mama, perhaps slightly urging her to get to the present day.

“Yeah, well, so it kind of stayed that way for the rest of the year. Kevin and I graduated that spring, but I’d found a job in the city, so I kept living with Lauren and Katie for their senior year, just a little bit farther from campus. They basically never went out on the weekend anymore unless there was a sorority event, so almost every weekend was a baby weekend for them, and they only wanted to do it more as the end of the first semester came around and they were getting more stressed. Even when we weren’t really doing it, sometimes I’d find them doing homework with a pacifier or something like that. Things with me and Kevin were going great, and he was basically spending every weekend over our place too, so he was pretty much part of the family. Finally, right before the holidays, I talked to the girls, and we all decided that he should just move in, since he practically lived with us anyways.”

“Him moving in changed a few things. For starters, he officially became Daddy. And pretty soon, we realized that we kept running into situations where I’d need to go out of the house for a little while on the weekend, and I’d come home and one of them would have needed a change for quite some time by the time I got back. I had a private conversation with all three of them about how much we all trusted each other, and how it really didn’t make much sense to have one of them sitting around in a poopy diaper and have Daddy just wait there and not change them. Everyone agreed that the no diaper changes rule had outlived its purpose, even though I do think it was awkward for the girls to know that the biggest reason he needed to be changing them was when they were messy and I wasn’t there. I’m sure they weren’t looking forward to the first time he was wiping their stinky bums. Of course, Kevin wasn’t exactly looking forward with having to deal with that either. I actually had to teach him how to change them!”

“Men!” quipped Ms. Parker, to a chorus of laughter.

“Seriously. But he was great. So we basically continued that way until their spring break. They didn’t go anywhere, but they asked if they could do a full week of baby time. I actually could get the time off, so I agreed, since it was fun for me too. By about the 6th day, Kevin and I could see just how relaxed they were, and we mentioned it to them during what eventually became our weekly Thursday night family chats where we drop the roles and just check in on them. They agreed that it was so nice not to be stressed by school or worrying about finding a job afterwards. Lauren even mentioned how they had talked about how they wished they could just do this all the time.”

“It was weird, because it was like when she first mentioned that she hadn’t minded the initiation. I could kind of tell she meant something by it, but I wasn’t sure how to react. So a couple days after spring break ended, I asked her about it. She kind of laughed, but she said she really did wish that. She was really stressed by school and feeling pressure to find a job that made all the work that she and Katie had done worth it, but she kept thinking that she didn’t really want any of that. Katie piped up that she totally agreed, and how she only felt relaxed when she and Lauren were just hanging out as babies. It was hard for me to understand, since I knew that they liked that it was all a little embarrassing, and that didn’t seem to mesh with the idea of being relaxing, but they told me that it was mostly relaxing and the embarrassment just added a little edge to the day, which they appreciated.”

“I couldn’t help but tell them that I wasn’t sure what I could do. Even if they took some time off, I couldn’t be there full time with my work, and we’d never be able to afford it. Kevin made a joke about how it would have to be my full-time job. Somehow, that seemed to click something in Lauren’s mind. She said maybe it should be. I laughed, and so did Kevin and Katie, but she was serious. She said she’d already been thinking of telling her parents about what a help this had been for her and Katie, which surprised the three of us. They knew how stressed the girls were, and had told them that they would understand if they wanted to take some time off before finding a job. They are, quite frankly, fabulously wealthy, and Lauren wondered if they could be convinced to just pay me and Kevin enough that I could take care of them.”

“That seemed wild to me, and I told her I didn’t think they’d go for it. Besides, were they really going to come out to her parents as adult babies to begin with? How long would they really want to do it anyways? Katie was the one who jumped in here. She was a little reluctant to just do nothing. How would they explain a year of complete inactivity if they got sick of it and wanted to try to get a job? She said ‘Farting around might not be too far off, but I don’t think it will be too impressive in an interview either,’ which I thought was funny.”

The others in the salon chuckled as well.

“But she said that she thought she’d heard of a place where they could be part-time researchers working from home just a couple of hours a day. They could probably get the jobs since it was in the very specific field they were majoring in, and most people who could do the work would want full time, which this place didn’t want or need. Together they’d probably earn enough to just about pay their portion of the rent, especially if we moved closer to Kevin’s work, which was a little out of the city and had cheaper rent, and then all they’d have to do is get their parents to pay for supplies and me enough to make it so I could quit my job. I still thought it seemed far-fetched, but both Lauren and Katie thought it really might work, since their parents would be able to see the therapeutic value in it. Suddenly, we were having a real conversation.”

“Kevin slowed us down when he asked me if it was what I wanted. I really appreciated that, because it was actually a big commitment, and I needed some time to think about it. I took a few days, but finally I told them I would probably do it if they promised me they’d do it for at least a year. I was feeling like I wanted to get into creative writing anyways, but I didn’t want to take the risk of dropping my current job if I was only going to have financial security for a few months. They thought that seemed reasonable, so it was agreed internally. But of course, they still had to ask their parents.”

“Yeah, how did they do that?” asked Anna, in a tone that reminded Julia of the way she’d approached that question when Lauren and Katie were trying to answer it.

“Yeah, it was amazing. They’re normally pretty passive and risk-averse, but the way they approached it with such energy made me sure they really wanted it. They cooked up this whole game plan and brought us into the loop so we knew what was going to happen.”

“They called up their parents on facetime while we were sitting behind the computer and told them more about how they were stressed and how Kevin and I had been helping them out. They had met me a bunch of times even though they lived a couple hours away, and they had now met Kevin once or twice as well, so that seemed normal, but then they said that it was pretty strange, but that their parents needed to trust them. They just kind of…explained, sort of starting where I did, though definitely being much less forward about how there was an element of humiliation that they liked. Honestly, though, if you could see how much it relaxes them and how stressed they were, you’d be amazed by how brave they were, since it was obviously a hard thing to do. It was amazing. Their parents had a ton of questions, but, to their credit, they were really even keeled about it the whole time, and accepting of the alternative lifestyle that was making the girls happy. Eventually, the girls sort of connected the two, and they told them the plan that they’d cooked up. Honestly, the plan is really pretty responsible for what it is. Their parents didn’t say yes right away, but we could tell that they were considering it. They actually called Kevin and I up a couple days later to make sure we were really ok with it and had thought it through, which was when we knew they were going to say yes. Finally they did after like a week. It was such a celebration, and Kevin had conspired with the girls to shock me and he proposed to me right afterwards, so we all had just the best night.”

Julia had to pause to field a round of congratulations from the women. Finally, Jackie’s mama asked her final question.

“So, was that it? Did you just start right away?”

“Well, not exactly. They still had to finish classes, and we needed to find a place a little outside of the city. So we didn’t start full-time until they graduated. And we moved a couple weeks after that, so there was a little bit of a disruption. Plus, the girls’ parents really changed they game – they came by to visit one time, and even though we weren’t really in baby/parents mode, they took a look at what we had, which was really just diapers, a couple of bottles and pacifiers, and a few bibs and toys. They said that would never do for their babies. They asked them if there were any toys that they wanted, and asked me and Kevin if there were any things that we’d want for them, but also said that there were a bunch of things they were going to get for their new, shared nursery in our new apartment, which was only going to be a two bedroom, but with big bedrooms so that they could share one as a nursery. We figured it would be a couple things, but they really went all out. We had picked out a couple of cute dresses, but they bought them each a pretty significant wardrobe of full-on adult baby clothes, which must have cost a ton. And we had just requested a changing table for practical purposes and a dinky little playpen, which was really just for effect and was probably our biggest indulgence. But they got them each cribs, and a full on playpen and all sorts of little kids toys and dolls and stuff. Plus so many details that we figured weren’t actually necessary, like high-chairs and car-seats. We’re fully stocked. So when we moved in in June, that’s when we really started. And we’re committed to going through at least May of next year, so we aren’t quite half way yet.”

“Wow, so it’s really new. Will you be married by then?” Anna asked.

“No, not until July of next year.”

“Well,” she said, “sounds like you might have some flower girls ready for action, just like Kori is going to be in mine some day.”

Kori’s eyes widened in horror. Julia chuckled, unsure if that was more of a threat or a real plan.

“They actually made me agree not to do that. But they will definitely be in the wedding, and if they are still my little girls you can bet they’ll be diapered under those bridesmaids’ dresses and that Mommy will have a plan for how to get them changed when they need it.”

“Sounds like you’ve got it all figured out,” said Anna, standing up as Kori was being released by Ms. Parker, who despite using a relatively simple pony tail that was emerging on the top of Kori’s head, had completely captured a babyish look on her subject. Perhaps the effect owed to the thinning she’d been doing, or to the fact that Kori’s hair was really barely long enough to support a pony tail, thus giving it the look of a little girl trying to pull off an older child’s style.

“I wish we could stay, but I have to get Kori home before bedtime and we have a pretty long ride. It’s been so nice meeting you.”

“You too,” said Julia. “Next time we’ll have to hear about Baby Kori!”

“Sure thing, although I promise you it isn’t half as interesting.”

With that, Julia watched as she ordered the girl to give Ms. Parker a kiss and then shuffled her taller but much less maturely dressed charge out to the exits.

As Ms. Parker went to fetch Jackie from the drier, Jackie’s mama continued the conversation.

“You know,” she said, “if they are really so new at doing this full time, and they like the embarrassing side of being a baby, there are probably a lot of little things that all of us do that we could show you. Maybe you should bring the girls over for a playdate with Jackie some time and we could have them play some of the games that we’ve taught them that make them look extra babyish.”

“Like what?” Julia asked.

“Oh, there are so many things we can have them do. Just like little kids activities, but if you make them do it like they are really little girls, it really reinforces their status and makes them feel useless, even if they know they are only doing it that way because that is how they have to. Just watch in a minute. Once Jackie is done, I’ll have her do one with one of the others before we go. It’s almost like the fundamentals. There are some basic baby things that they all do the same way, and then they can do them with each other.”

“Hmm, sounds interesting. I’d want to talk to them of course, but it sounds good.”

“Of course, no problem. Here, let me give you my number,” she said, pulling a pen and a scrap of paper out of her purse. “Feel free to text me whenever if you have any questions – even if they aren’t comfortable coming over. I’m always happy to share what I’ve learned!”

“Thanks,” Julia said, taking the piece of paper, which actually said her name, Michelle, and putting it in her pocket. She was, quite honestly, a little unsure still, but she felt like she could understand this woman more now than she did earlier. She was nice enough, but didn’t seem to have really considered the ethics of her domination of Jackie (or, if she had, she’d made very different choices than Julia would). Still, she would think about it. There seemed to be some value to her suggestion, although she wasn’t sure how to get the girls interested in doing it without letting them in on the game so much that the humiliation was lost.

Ms. Parker arrived and loaded Jackie back into the main chair, still wearing her Hello Kitty smock from before she’d been sent off to the driers.

“Jackie,” Michelle said, assuming her patronizing tone reserved for talking to the babies, “I think you are in for a special playdate with Baby Lauren and Baby Katie soon! Won’t that be fun?”

The nonplussed look on Jackie’s face seemed to Julia like a pretty clear no to her, but it was fairly clear that Jackie’s opinion was not as important as her mama’s. Julia didn’t think that was always appropriate, but she did wonder if there was room for her to substitute her judgment for the girls’ a little more often, provided that she didn’t push any major boundaries too far without permission. Maybe eventually things like playdates could be something that she scheduled without consulting the girls. Their parents had bought the car seats, after all, so they might as well get some use.

Ms. Parker had Jackie’s hair curlers out in no time, and she quickly turned to Julia.

“Your girls are the last ones who are up,” she said. “Shall we go gather them up?”

“Sure thing,” said Julia, rising from her chair while Michelle approached Jackie to escort her away.

She walked over to where the girls were now playing with the small plastic “kitchen” near the tea table with Ms. Parker following closely behind.

“Alright, babies,” she said. “I hate to break up the fun, but it is our turn for haircuts. Come with us please.”

The girls quickly dropped their toys and came over, grabbing Julia’s hands even though there would only be about 15 feet to traverse.

As they approached the cutting area once more, Michelle was leaning over Jackie, who remained seated in the chair.

“Just a little wet,” she said, pulling a hand away from Jackie’s diapered crotch, “but you will make it home no problem.”

As Michelle straightened up, Julia saw the moment where Baby Jackie noticed her audience, delighting in the blush of modesty that overcame even this experienced baby. Almost in the same instance, she herself had a shock, as Michelle slipped her hands under her charge’s shoulders and lifted her right up and over the chair, spinning her to her hip. Michelle looked strong, but Jackie wasn’t exactly tiny, and Julia was stunned by the display of raw strength she was witnessing. She’d never be able to do that with Katie or Lauren, and she doubted very much that Kevin would have been able to either.

Michelle carried Jackie by them, making sure to catch Julia’s eye. Her quick wink seemed to remind her to pay attention to the demonstration that she had promised. Julia had to get the haircuts started, but she nodded to indicate that she’d make sure to take a look.

Turning to the twins, she resumed her sing-song tone.

“Lauren, baby, why don’t you go first? Katie, you can sit on my lap while we wait.”

She had reasoned that Lauren might make a good role model in this case. Of course, they’d had many haircuts before, and this really wouldn’t be any different except that they’d have a pacifier in their mouths, but she imagined that there would be some embarrassment, and she felt like it might be good for Katie to see her less shy sister survive it unscathed.

With neither girl objecting to the order, they quickly assumed the suggested positions and Ms. Parker set Lauren up with her childish smock. Katie looked on intently from her perch on Julia’s knee, and Julia held her tightly around the waist, silently delighting in the crinkling of a disposable diaper that accompanied each shift of weight and reminded her of her dominant status in this relationship.

Quickly, though, Julia recalled that she wanted to seek out what Michelle was making Jackie do. Scanning the room, she found the big baby kneeling on the floor opposite Baby Susie. The two were clearly quite focused, but it took Julia almost a minute to recognize the slow pattern she was watching unfold as pattycake. The big babies were seemingly trained to be hesitant and bad at the process. It was an odd look, but also very babyish. The tentativeness, in particular, screamed “little girl” to Julia, and the concentration on Jackie and Susie’s faces did little to hide that the ritual was frustrating and embarrassing to participate in. She found the game oddly intriguing to watch as a dominant, and wished she could see more of the things that Michelle had indicated were standards for the other babies in the salon.

Still, the action on the floor didn’t hold her attention for too long, and soon she started to watch Ms. Parker’s work on Lauren once more. She’d asked for just a simple trim, not having much desire to do anything drastic with the girls’ hair because they occasionally needed to appear on video calls for their jobs. As such, it was progressing quickly, and after about 15 minutes it was time for the girls to switch.

Julia got up to help facilitate the transfer. As she did, Michelle approached them, once again holding Baby Jackie on her hip.

“Julia,” she said. “It was so great to meet you and the girls. You have my number. Text me when you want to get everyone together!”

“Will do!” said Julia, increasingly thinking that she may do so, at least to get tips and maybe to schedule a visit.

“And Ms. Parker, thank you so much! Jackie looks adorable!”

“Oh, of course, dear!” replied Ms. Parker. “Anything for our little angel. Bye-bye, baby!”

Michelle moved over to the hallway as if carrying an adult was nothing out of the ordinary, and then set her down. She quickly put on Jackie’s little pink coat and matching wool hat, which Julia thought was totally unnecessary but accentuated her infancy, and then led her out of the salon.

She finally sat down, drawing Lauren onto her lap as she did so, but still Ms. Parker was unable to get to work. During the hubbub, Baby Susie’s Mommy had also gotten a jacket onto the sissy, and now they were approaching, which had Ms. Parker’s attention.

Susie was leading with an apprehensive expression, but it was his Mommy that spoke.

“Go ahead,” she prompted. “You know what to do.”

“Fank oo Miff Pahkurr,” the baby mumbled in an incredibly high-pitched lisp from behind his pacifier.

“For what?” his Mommy asked, in a tone suggesting she was not letting him off the hook.

“Fa makin’ mes a vewy pwetty wittle gurrl,” the sissy said, trailing off a little at the final, humiliating self-identification.

“Oh, you’re very welcome, Baby Susie,” Ms. Parker said. “But let me tell you a secret. I think you were already a very pretty little girl even before I got my hands on you. Can you give me a little curtsey that shows off your pretty dress?”

Baby Susie sighed, but dutifully gathered the hem of her skirt and bent into a deep curtsey, even adding a little twist that seemed to Julia to have been rehearsed. She was enjoying this pathetic sight, and it was all accentuated by the horrible and shaming smell that everyone in the group knew was coming from underneath the rhumba panties that were being shown off.

“Very pretty, Baby!” Ms. Parker exclaimed, giving a slight clap and a patronizing kiss on the top of the head. “Now run along with your mommy so you can get home in time for your dinner.”

With that, they also exited the salon, suddenly leaving just Julia and her charges with the hairdresser.

“Well,” said Julia as Ms. Parker got to work, “Baby Susie wasn’t something I expected.”

“Yeah,” said Ms. Parker, “Susie is certainly one of a kind. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything so girly.”

“Kind of ironic, huh? Do you know the story there?”

“Well, I think it is a case of ‘be careful what you wish for’ there for him. He apparently is one of those guys who is sort of into the idea of denial and chastity. So he and his wife would play some games, and eventually he brought up the idea of using a chastity device full-time and giving her the key. She would get to decide what he had to do to get out and get off. She agreed, but eventually settled on Baby Susie. He doesn’t enjoy it at all, but he can never get off unless he goes an entire month of perfect baby girl behavior, and then it is right back to square one after he is done. So as you can see, he plays along.”

“What did he have in mind?” Julia asked, curious.

“I think just getting unlocked every couple of days and having really good sex at the thought of having had to wait a little for his wife’s permission, and maybe servicing her needs in between – which she says he still does.”

“Woah – that’s pretty different!” Julia said, simultaneously thinking that he should have been a lot more specific and that maybe his wife was taking advantage of the situation more than she strictly should have without talking to him more.

“Yup – especially since she has really high standards for being the perfect baby girl. Most months he gets to the day and instead of getting off he gets a list of reasons why he will have to do better next month. In the last four years he has only gotten out of chastity ten times.”

“Wow!” Julia said. “No wonder he was such a simpering little one.”

“Yup. Always trying to impress the judges.”

Ms. Parker had finished up the simple trim now, and was taking Katie’s smock off.

“Well, girls,” Julia said, shifting gears away from the rather adult conversation she’d just accidentally steered into, “I think it is time for us to go, too, now that we look pretty. What do we say to Ms. Parker?”

“Fank oo Ms. Parker,” they said in unison, seemingly with a little more confidence now that the salon had emptied.

“Thank you girls!” the hairdresser gushed. “It was so nice to meet you! And Julia, you too! Thanks for coming!”

They all walked over to the door, and Ms. Parker helped dress Katie in her raincoat while Julia handled Lauren. In no time, they were crossing the parking lot, with Ms. Parker watching on, still standing in the doorway. Julia opened up the door and helped both girls get seated and buckled into their carseats. She waved to Ms. Parker and then got into the driver’s seat herself.

Turning the key, she looked back in the rearview mirror at the girls, who were once again looking back at her.

“Well?” she asked, not really holding her normal mommy tone.

She saw them look at each other for a second. As usual, it was Lauren who spoke.

“It was ok Mommy,” she said, in an adult voice despite the slight lisp that her pacifier caused. She seemed to want to reassure her. “It was a wot, but it was ok.”

“Good, then,” Julia said. “Daddy and I want to give you some time to think about it, but we will definitely talk about it more in our Thursday night chat this week. But don’t worry, until then, I won’t be talking to Jackie’s Mommy or doing anything different than normal.”

“Ok, Mommy,” said Katie. The girls knew that while Lauren was a little bit of a spokeswoman for them, Julia and Kevin still preferred to hear Katie express her approval as well when appropriate.

“Mommy?” Lauren asked. “Can we stay up a wittle wate tonight?”

Julia smiled and put the car in drive, as the question was putting her at ease. Lauren’s request was code. When they’d decided to do this Mommy/Daddy/babies thing full-time, the girls had requested just one modification to the way things had been done in the past. Since they had never gone more than a week in baby mode, their sexuality had never needed to be dealt with too explicitly. At first, when they had had their own rooms, Julia was quite certain that they were often releasing their own tensions during naps and at bed time. But going full-time and sharing a nursery had meant that they had to address it as a family, especially since, for both of them, the role at least sometimes was a sexual stimulant.

Julia and Kevin had asked a few questions before they really discussed any potential solutions, and it had emerged that even though the girls wanted to have relative freedom to address their urges, they still enjoyed keeping elements of the role present during their sexual activities. They also knew that Kevin and especially Julia were equally attracted to their parts of the game, which seemed to actually fuel some of their own sexual desires even as they were left without much potential to find partners while spending every night tucked away in their cribs. And, of course, regular diaper changes had already eliminated almost all of the boundaries that normally might separate close friends from sexual partners, except that they weren’t actually having sex during the somewhat charged encounters.

All of this led to a pair of solutions being agreed to. First, at any diaper change the girls were allowed to request the opportunity to masturbate. In general, this was to be granted by Mommy or Daddy, unless there was a specific reason why the change needed to be rushed, and though Mommy or Daddy would remain in the room, the girl would be allowed a few minutes to reach orgasm before being taped into a fresh diaper.

The second option was euphemistically referred to as “staying up late.” Either or both of the girls could request it on a given night, and though Kevin and Julia had broad latitude to reject it for any reason, in practice they very rarely did. If accepted, then the rest of the day and dinner would proceed as normal until the standard after-dinner bath had ended, at which time the participating girl or girls would be rediapered but then dressed in whatever Kevin and Julia saw fit (if it was just one, they’d compromise, and if both were participating, they’d each dress one of the girls). After they were dressed (or sometimes, left in nothing but a diaper), the girls would get a bib – usually if both were participating then one would get a bib saying “Daddy’s Princess” and one that said “Momma’s Girl.”

Assuming that both were participating, Katie, who was less enthusiastic about relations with a woman, would go with Kevin, while Lauren would go to Julia (if only one was participating, then they’d ultimately visit both – while this wasn’t Katie’s favorite, she’d agreed that it was a fair part of the game that she was consenting to by asking, and in practice it was very rare that she wanted to stay up late and Lauren didn’t, since this was another area where Lauren was more likely to lead Katie’s participation). The girls would then kneel before them and proceed to perform oral sex on their dominant “parent.” At first, Julia and Kevin had been concerned that the experience would harm their sexual relationships with each other, but in fact they’d found that watching each other’s dominant orgasms while the girls performed in their carefully-selected babywear often drove them to such heights that they pursued sex with each other shortly after putting the girls to bed.

As a reward for their performance, the girls would then be cuddled up to their partner with their normal nighttime bottle, which Mommy or Daddy would hold in their mouths as usual. However, as they sucked down their formula, they’d be permitted to use a powerful vibrator over their diapered privates. The stimulation of having just pleased their dominants, combined with the continued humiliation of being made to suck babyishly on their bottles even as they worked towards orgasm seemed to work wonders on the girls, whose full bodies would shudder as they squirmed and moaned their way towards powerful climaxes in their caregiver’s laps (which only further stimulated Julia and Kevin’s desires for a follow-up session with each other). The whole experience was so charged that it usually only lasted a few minutes longer than the normal process of going to bed, as the girls were tucked in right after and seemed to usually be quite tuckered out.

Hearing the question made Julia feel better. At some level, her big baby girl had enjoyed that just as much as she had, despite (or maybe because of) the humiliation.

“Do you want that too, Baby Katie?” she asked.

“Yeth Mommy,” came a somewhat bashful response.

“Ok then, babies. I’ll need to talk to your daddy when we get home, but you’ve been good, so I think Mommy and Daddy can take care of you just the way you want.”

She hoped that would be true long after tonight – in and out of the bedroom.

[Horizon]

Do you plan on continuing this or is it complete? Really enjoyed it, thanks for writing it.

[GFOP]

This one is complete, but I have done quite a bit more writing that all sot of stays in canon, so there will be more about these characters.

[D503]

Oh wow, just saw this - love it! And all the extra juicy details at the end. Kinda thrilling to think Julia has a "mean streak". 

Glad to to hear there's more in the Jackieverse!