Growing Into Diapers: Epilogue
“Uh oh! Smells like someone made a stinky in here!”
Roaming around CrissBaby HQ’s nursery with a nose that would put most police dogs to shame, lead caretaker, Miss Dollia, followed the pungent scent as she weaved between the dozens of Littles scattered around during playtime. Her accuracy for sniffing out a messy diaper was unparalleled, even when compared to the best robotic nannies that money could buy. In no time at all, she managed to single out the foul-smelling culprit as she leaned down and pulled open the back of their diaper, increasing the odor’s viscosity. “Pee-you! I swear, Edan, your messes are getting smellier by the day,” she said, waving her hand in front of her nose in an exaggerated manner.
Unlike Miss Dollia, Edan paid no mind to the rancid stench that emanated from her diaper. It had been several months since Edan had fully descended into babyhood, though to her, it all went by in the blink of an eye. Dressed in a darling pink babydoll dress with two cute ribbons to hold her short hair up in a pair of tiny pigtails, the former marketing employee was far too busy fussing over her dollies to worry about something as trivial as the state of her diaper. With the doll in her hands finally dressed to her liking, she sat back on her heels and cradled it in her arms causing her incredibly swollen diaper as well as the semi-soft load it contained to squelch as she eased her butt down. She giggled at the squishy sensation, feeling an overwhelming sense of bliss course throughout her entire body.
Looking up at the pastel-colored analog clock on the wall, Miss Dollia let out a long, exaggerated sigh. “It hasn’t even been an hour since I last changed you,” she said teasingly, wrapping her arms around Edan from behind and forcing even more giggles out of her, “Good thing you seem to like your mooshy diapees since I won’t have time to change you until after lunch.”
“Oh, you don’t have to worry about my little Edy. I can take over from here.”
Whipping her head back toward the entrance of the nursery, Miss Dollia was delighted to see Aubrey standing in the doorway. “Aubrey! You checking Edan out for lunch?” she asked, releasing her grip on the hem of Edan’s diaper as she stood up and brushed out her long skirt.
“Indeed, I am!” said Aubrey, giving Miss Dollia a quick hug before rushing up to her baby girl, “You ready to go to lunch, Edy?”
Raising her arms toward Aubrey, Edan was beyond ecstatic to be graced by her beloved Mommy’s presence. Subconsciously, she began to grind her diaper against the floor, quickly achieving an erection inside her supremely soggy diaper. “Mama! I mades tinkies in my diapee jus like chu asked,” she said, excited to be praised for having shaken off her shyness of using her diaper for number twos.
Ruffling Edan’s hair, Aubrey knelt down next to her and planted a kiss on her forehead. Placing her hand on the front of her Little’s diaper, she was amused by how far her hand sank into the gushy padding, as well as how much Edan was frothing at the mouth to explode cummies all over her diaper. “That’s my good girl. Now, shall we do something about your bloated diaper now? Or would you like to wait until after lunch?”
Edan’s attention span was so impossibly short that she didn’t hear a word of her Mommy’s question. Instead, she was far more focused on what Mommy’s hand was doing with her diaper. Unable to resist herself, she began pushing her diaper front up against Aubrey’s hand. To her, there wasn’t any reason to hold back. As her Mommy, Aubrey was her primary source of comfort, care, and pleasure; someone who would never judge her for acting upon her horniest desires.
“Hehehe! I’ll take that as you wanting to stay all squishy and sloshy for as long as possible,” said Aubrey, rolling her hand around in a circular motion as she caressed the outside of Edan’s diaper around the outline of her little clitty. An ear-to-ear grin formed on her face as she watched her baby’s docile expression become more invigorated as his breathing picked up.
For Edan, it was as if every graceful stroke from Aubrey’s hand was a bolt of euphoria striking through her entire nervous system. Everything from her mushy diaper and sensual silky clothes that draped across her torso to Mommy’s kind, doting eyes sent her mind further down the rabbit hole of infinite Little Space, with no hope of ever resurfacing. Sucking her bottom lip into her mouth, she let out an unconscious moan as her hyper-sensitive, flaccid micropenis squirted almost half a gallon of spunk into her diapers.
“Awww, you must’ve been so pent up to make your sissy squirties for Mommy so quickly! I do hope you saved some of that love for your Aunties. They’ve been dying to see you,” cooed Aubrey, causing Edan’s excitement to perk back up instantly at the news that Malorie and Rita would be joining their lunch plans for today. She began bouncing up and down on her sloppy, slippery padding in anticipation.
Placing a hand on Aubrey's shoulder, Miss Dollia sighed as they watched Edan’s world dissolve into a squelchy paradise. “In all my years of working as an AB caretaker, I’ve never seen a Little sink this deep. You’re a very lucky Mommy,” she said as she leaned down and gave Edan’s hair a few pats, “I’ll see you after lunch, sugar bee.”
Left alone with her baby girl, Aubrey scooped Edan into her arms and exited the CrissBaby nursery, making sure to sign her name on the checkout sheet beforehand. Entering the elevator, the pair rode down to the ground level before being greeted by Malorie and Rita as they stepped off the lift. “Perfect! Ready to go, girls?”
“You betcha! And we better get to the restaurant pronto before my little Nicki gets cranky,” said Rita, leaning down and tickling her Little’s chin as he rested in his stroller. Nicki burbled happily in response.
“Ugh! I’m so jealous of you two! I wish I had my own Little,” whined Malorie as the group exited the building.
Snickering, Aubrey responded, “Speaking of that, have you seen Edan’s replacement, Travis? He’s ripe for the picking if you ask me. I doubt he’ll be able to keep up with the others in the office even once he’s fully trained.”
“Hmmm…I dunno. I kinda want someone like Edan. With that girlish face and slender body, she’s too cute not to dress up like the perfect baby princess. Travis is a little too gruff for my tastes,” stated Malorie as she trailed behind Aubrey. With Edan’s head resting on Aubrey’s shoulder, Malorie reached forward and curled Edan’s hair around her finger, admiring her precious smile. Maybe someday Aubrey would get bored of Edan and she’d be able to swoop in to look after her from then on. That would be her dream scenario.
Suddenly, Rita gave Malorie a friendly slap on the back, causing Malorie to retract her hand instantly. “Don’t worry, Mal! I’m sure your ideal Little is waiting just around the corner,” she said, parking Nicki’s stroller next to her van as she began to load him into his booster seat, ”Sorry, Aubrey, I only have the one booster seat right now.”
“That’s okay. I’m more than happy to let Edan sit in my lap,” said Aubrey, hopping into the backseat and lifting Edan onto her. She bit down hard on the inside of her bottom lip and felt Edan’s diaper squish across her thighs. She’d never admit it to the others, but there was just something about the feeling of a smooshy diaper that got her blood pumping, regardless of if Edan was wearing it or she was. Wrapping her hands around Edan’s body, she rested her limbs heavily on the front of Edan’s diaper, silently indulging in the delicious feeling.
Edan, on the other hand, was the opposite of silent as her arousal was sparked for a second time this hour. Mumbling and babbling incessantly, Aubrey decided that her baby’s mouth was just too active. Unbuttoning her suit jacket, she lowered the neckline of her maternity shirt underneath and lifted one of her breasts out. “Nothing wrong with a tiny snack before we get to the restaurant,” she said as she raised Edan’s awestruck face toward her taut nipple.
Wrapping his lips around Aubrey’s practically dripping breast, Edan slowly began to suck, allowing her Mommy’s warm, creamy milk to fill her with an abundance of joy. In moments like this, she made sure to savor every last drop as her arousal pushed her sissy clit to spit out an unfathomable amount of pre-cum, beginning to build up toward her first climax of the early afternoon. The best part was, in the back of her dulled-down brain, she knew this wouldn’t be the last time today by a long shot. Soon, she’d be doted on by three milf goddesses at once and forced to cum over and over again until she passed out from overexertion. It was a simple existence but one that she wouldn’t trade for the world. Leaning her head back against Mommy’s warm, bountiful breasts, she closed her eyes and cracked a soft smile as she, her Mommy, and her Aunties drove off toward their next fun-filled adventure.
THE END.