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A Sticky Situation 2: Babysitter
Hannah had to travel away for a
week for work and so wanted to find someone who could be
there to look after her baby. Finding the right someone
was always going to be a challenge, considering her baby
was 5’10 and in his 30’s.
As such, it took Hannah a long
time to find someone that she could trust to look after
James, and even longer to find someone that James didn’t
kick up a fuss about looking after him.
After trying placing a few wanted
adverts on an adult social media site, they quickly
realised that that option wasn’t going to work. It also
led to Hannah having to block a surprising number of
people who started sending her unsolicited messages,
asking her to be their Mummy as well/instead. The way
they spoke to her, like she was an object, boggled
James’s mind, and even more so to find that Hannah was
depressingly used to the way men would often try
speaking her, both online and in person.
Hannah switched approach, quietly
starting to ask a few of the friends that they had made
in the local kink scene. James was still super shy about
wearing nappies, even in spite of the fact that he had
attended ageplay events wearing them a few times by now.
His fear of public exposure in them ironically once
ended up leading to a huge leak, when he refused to
allow Hannah to change him despite it clearly being a
necessity. She remained confused to this day how he
considered a leak less exposing.
Most of the people she reached
out to had been busy when Hannah asked them. Hannah had
almost given up, when at last one of their friends
responded and was welcoming of the idea of an escape
from her home for a bit of a ‘working holiday’.
So it was that James, who wasn't
expecting any company, was surprised to hear
the doorbell ringing one night.
Especially as he had already got changed into his usual
post-work attire: a thick nappy and a particularly
childish pair of pyjamas. Hannah was upstairs getting
changed out of her work clothes herself so wasn’t able
to get the door.
“Can you get that please baby?”
She shouted down to him.
The colour drained from his face.
There was something about her tone that had made him
think twice about asking her to do it. He walked towards
the door as if fighting his way there against an
opposing magnetic force, each step slow and hesitant.
Cautiously, he looked through the
peep-hole to try to assess the risk. They hadn’t decided
on dinner yet and he was sure it was too late to be a
package, so he was fairly certain it wasn’t going to be
a delivery of any kind.
He prayed to whoever was
listening as he squinted one eye to look through the
door, hoping against hope that it wasn’t a neighbour. He
saw a familiar face come into focus, instantly feeling
less threat from the fact it was someone he recognised,
his heart rate began to steady although the colour had
not yet returned.
He reached for the latch and
slowly opened the door. Hiding himself behind it as he
did so, to avoid being seen by anyone outside.
woman, passed through the opened
She said confused, before she spotted James hiding
behind the door. Beaming a large grin at him, she
entered the house. Her smile was infectious and he shyly
smiled back at her, closing the door as he did so.
“Hi Baby!” She held out her arms
for a hug, looking him up and down as he approached her
“You look so cute!”
Lauren,” he mumbled into her shoulder as she squeezed
him tightly, “Hannah didn’t mention you would be coming
She gave him an extra squish
before letting go.
“Are you going to be the
babysitter?" He asked in a shy voice that was aimed more
at the floor than Lauren.
"No, I think I must have the
wrong house." She exclaimed mockingly, “I’m here to see
my friends Hannah and James and all I see here is a
silly little baby letting in people without his Mummy’s
permission.” She turned and started to make a pantomime
of opening the door again.
He gave an impatient sigh,
holding out his hand against the door to
Hannah appeared at the top of the
stairs. "What’s all this?" She asked,
pausing as she descended. When neither of them
answered, she continued down the stairs.
“Hey Lauren, thank you so much
for coming over.” Hannah said when she finally reached
to doorway, grabbing Lauren into a hug as she did so.
Lauren smelt like a mix of sweet perfume and coffee, and
Hannah happily breathed in the scent of her.
As they broke off their hug,
Lauren kicked off her shoes into the disorganised pile
by the door before Hannah led them all through to the
lounge. Lauren was having a good nosy about as they
went, as this was the first time she had visited their
home since Hannah had started redecorating it.
going to be the babysitter?" He asked again, this time
aiming the question at Hannah, knowing the answer but
not able to move on from the thought until he had a
concrete answer. Stopping in the doorway, causing the
pair to stop and turn back to him.
"Yes, yes I am." Lauren reached
out her hand. He took it meekly, blushing as he followed
her into the lounge. She guided him to sit on the sofa
next to her.
Hannah started talking through
the plans for the week with her, largely leaving James
out of the conversation, despite his occasional attempt
to join in. It made him feel very small and frustrated.
As their conversation continued he started to get
fidgety and tried to butt into things more and more.
Lauren glanced around and spotted
a pair of toy dinosaurs discarded beside her, one of
which she was pretty sure was a diplodocus. Picking them
up, along with a cushion which she placed it on the
floor between her legs.
“Come sit here Jamie baby,” she
cooed, patting the cushion.
James glanced towards his Mummy
and she nodded firmly with an encouraging smile. He
slipped his bottom off the sofa, and sat down between
Lauren’s legs, cheeks flushing to a bright red. Lauren
lowered down the dinosaurs over his head, making little
roars and fighting with them. She struggled not to
giggle as she made the sounds. James found a third
dinosaur that had fallen off the sofa onto the floor and
The skill with which Lauren kept
playing with him while holding a separate conversation
with Hannah was impressive. However, James’s dinosaur
seemed to get conveniently loud every time he felt he
wasn’t getting enough attention. The only phrases he
really couldn’t ignore while trying to put his focus
away from the conversation and avoid trouble were “let’s
do a test run this weekend,”, “I’m happy doing nappy
changes,” and most worryingly of all “full permission to
punish him however you like”.
Once they were done making their
plans for the weekend, eating a light meal that they
just shoved in the oven and eaten around their
conversations, it was nearly time for James’s bedtime.
“Can I tuck him in,” Lauren
asked, “maybe read him a bedtime story?”
“Of course you can.” Hannah
smiled at the suggestion.
James’s ears pricked up at that.
He might of been feeling embarrassed before, but the
idea of getting to show someone his room bypassed that.
Add on the benefit that Lauren wanted to read him a
story made it even better. She had a lovely voice, and
he always enjoyed listening to her talk when they hung
out in the past. He wondered if she would do voices, and
with that thought he ditched the dinosaur and grabbed
her by the wrist.
“Come on let’s go,” he almost
shouted, trying to jiggle the dinosaurs loose from her
She giggled at him and complied,
letting the toys tumble back roughly to the sofa where
she found them. Rather than leading her toward what was
once the guest bedroom, he dragged Lauren to the other
“You too Mummy!” He said
excitedly, grabbing her wrist too and tried to drag them
both upstairs at the same time.
surprise, James didn't flinch - or run away - at
the idea of showing Lauren his special room. She knew
then that they had chosen the right friend to ask to
help them keep James following his rules whilst Hannah
was away. Even without having had the test run, she just
knew by the way they interacted, and how his nervousness
seemed to have already melted away. When he finished
wrangling them up the stairs and pushed open the guest
room door, revealing the nursery Hannah had created for
him, he turned back and saw Lauren’s mouth made a little
o. Taking his time, he proudly walked her around the
large room, past the twin-bed-sized cot, showing her all
his favourite toys, many of which were scattered about
on the floor. The only part of the room he tried to skim
past was a large dresser, which was topped with a soft
plastic-covered pad... the changing table. Lauren
started to make a mental note of where all the various
changing supplies were. Hannah also pointed out where
the punishment supplies were stashed, only to smile at
his pout. That had been another little detail that James
had tried to skim over.
Lauren patiently waited for James
to finish giving her his excited tour before making her
way over to the little bookcase full of story books. “Oh
my God! Guess How Much I Love You is my
favourite” she plucked out the book, pausing to
admire the cover art with the two bunnies on.
James bounced up into his cot,
pretending he was a rabbit to make Lauren and Hannah
smile, and beckoned his Mummy to come snuggle up with
him as he began to settle down.
Lauren sat at the opposite end of
the cot and began to read. She started off trying to
read while fully showing them the illustrations, meaning
that she was reading upside down and back to front.
Despite knowing the story pretty damn well, it still led
to a few hiccups. She eventually caved and switched to
reading the page and turning it round instead. She tried
to do voices but they were more like louder and quieter
versions of each other. The story came to an end and
James tried to beg for another.
“No baby, it’s time for
beddie-byes and Lauren needs to head home.”
“I don’t mind reading another
one,” Lauren offered.
“You’ll be making a rod for your
own back if your not careful,” Scoffed Hannah “let’s
head back downstairs.”
Hannah stood up from the cot and
turned to try and take off James’s pyjama pants. He
gripped on tight looking at Hannah pleadingly. The
shyness had returned.
“She’s going to see your nappy
eventually, and I need to check if you need a bum change
before sleepy time.”
James was glowing red by the end
of the sentence. Closing his eyes tight and scrunching
up his face as he let go. Willing the humiliation to be
over as fast as possible. Hannah whipped down the
bottoms exposing a nappy covered with cute little
dinosaurs and asteroids. Although a few of the asteroids
had begun to disappear into the yellow patch that had
replaced them. She stuck a finger into the leg band to
check it properly. It was a little soggy, but nothing
that wouldn’t last until morning, she thought. James
didn’t want to open his eyes until the pyjamas were back
up and the covers placed over him. He felt his cheek
pecked with two different sets of lips before hearing
the bars slide up into place and finally opened his
“Night night, cutie.” Lauren said
first, with Hannah mirroring something similar shortly
after. They turned and headed back downstairs, turning
the light out as they went.
James rolled away from the door
snuggling into his Stitch plush and trying to get to
Lauren and Hannah resumed their
conversation from earlier, now able to talk over some of
the things in more detail. Hannah talked through their
usual rules and what things she hoped Lauren would be
okay keeping up in her absence. Lauren had lots of
questions, wanting to make sure she wasn’t stepping over
any consent boundaries. This was the first time either
of them had experienced negotiating consent in relation
to a third party, but Hannah had put plenty of time into
discussing it with James, so she was prepared with all
of the answers. The conversation wandered a lot as they
got distracted discussing each of their respective kinks
outside of ageplay as well. By the time Lauren finally
headed home, they were both shocked to discover quite
how late it had become.
The next few days flew by in the
run up to the weekend. James was excited but
apprehensive about the weekend ahead. Hannah was looking
forward to having some company in the house, as well as
seeing if she was going to be able to leave James with
someone without feeling intense guilt about being away
Lauren arrived early Friday
evening and was greeted by Hannah. James had not yet
arrived home from work. Deciding to order pizza rather
than cook, they settled down and watched some TV while
they waited for him to turn up.
James arrived a touch later than
expected, but it wasn’t really a surprise due to Friday
night traffic. Lauren greeted him first and clued him in
on them having ordered pizza for dinner. Hannah buzzed
in and out of the room chatting with them both as she
sorted out plates and drinks for dinner.
James settled down on the sofa
and, after a few more casual pleasantries, Lauren picked
up the remote and switched off the TV and turning to
“So,” she started,
“Hannah and I have talked a lot, but I want to
understand a few things from your perspective too. So
I'm gonna ask some questions now to get a bit of a feel
from you, and hopefully we can avoid any hiccups later
once we get going. How does that sound?”
James fidgeted a little
nervously, but nodded his agreement.
“It‘s okay, we’ll start with
something easy. How old do you feel when in little
“Erm,” he said. He hadn't really
needed to think much about this before, he realised.
When he was in little space, he just... was. “I think...
maybe between three and five?”
Lauren nodded and gave him a
smile. Hannah had told her that he usually acted between
0-3, and between the size of his thick nappies and his
taste in toys, she was left doubting his estimate and
siding with Hannah. All the same, but she didn’t argue.
Maybe his potty training just
didn’t stick, she thought.
“Are there any shows or movies
you really like to watch when you’re in little space?”
“Umm,” he said, “I really like
watching the Power Rangers, or anything with the Muppets
for shows. And we have a shelf with little movies over
He pointed to a small set of
shelves where there were a colourful array of dvd cases.
She definitely saw some Disney movies in there, but she
would have to look a little closer to see the full
“Brilliant,” she said, smiling.
Useful to know, both for the promise of treats or the
threat of removal as punishment.
“And what are your favourite
“To play with, it’s my dinosaur
toys and Lego. For cuddles, it’s my big Stitch.”
There was a little more back and
forth, question and answers, but some of it was just
Lauren checking her assumptions based on their prior
Hannah soon joined them again and
they all busied themselves catching up on each of their
weeks while they waited for food to arrive. Constantly
deviating onto random subjects and abandoning them just
Eventually the food arrived and
they all tucked into dinner.
As James took his slices and put
them on his plate, he caught Lauren looking at him with
an indulgent smile.
“Would you like me cut that up
for you, Jamie?” She asked warmly, “ I can feed it to
you if you need me to?”
James instinctively glanced at
Hannah, who gave him an encouraging smile. He pouted at
both of them and shook his head adamantly. Hannah raised
her eyebrows at him for a moment, and he remembered his
manners enough to mumble out a “No thank you I can do
They both laughed at this, but
Lauren let it slide.
As they sat there enjoying the
evening, Lauren was sizing him up, trying to work out
exactly how far she could push things over the weekend.
Deciding she could think of more than enough fun ways to
keep herself entertained she allowed herself the thought
Yes, I am strong enough to control you.
James insisted on being changed
for bedtime by Hannah, who rolled her eyes at Lauren as
she agreed to his pleas.
Bedtime went as smoothly as it
had been on Lauren’s last visit, but this time James got
to pick the stories that were read. The first book was a
silly one that got them all giggling together before he
picked out a Beatrix Potter story to wind down with.
With his forehead thoroughly kissed by both of them and
the blankets re-tucked in, James said goodnight to them
As Hannah and Lauren clicked the
door shut behind them, Hannah checked in with Lauren if
she was still okay staying with her in the master
Lauren jokingly replied with an
overly exaggerated eyebrow wiggle, “Oh Ho Ho trying to
get me into bed are we?”
Hannah blushed a little at
Lauren’s comment before catching herself and hiding her
reaction as best as she could. Grabbing Lauren by the
hand, she showed her to the bedroom, turning away to
avoid the potential of Lauren spotting any further
blush. The bedroom itself was large anyway, but felt
massive after being in the comparative clutter of the
nursery. The main centrepiece of the room was a generous
4 poster king size bed.
Lauren let go of Hannah’s hand
and threw herself onto the freshly made sheets, making a
mess and scattering the pillows as she did so.
Hannah rolled her eyes and turned
around to start getting changed into her pyjamas. She
caught Lauren checking her out in the reflection of the
mirror on the dresser, at which she deliberately slowed
down to give Lauren a bit of a show, revelling in the
attention and having her ego stroked.
As her pyjama top fell into
place, she made eye contact with Lauren in the mirror,
who flushed at being caught looking so eagerly. She
panicked and made a show of looking around the room in a
helpless attempt to avoid suspicion. It failed
Hannah decided to let her keep
her dignity and kept quiet, moving to her side of the
bed and giving Lauren a shooing gesture to get her to
budge over from where she had flopped. Fixing the
pillows as she got herself settled. She pulled up the
covers, unable to relax as she was all too aware of the
wetness that had started to develop from the moment she
realised she was being watched by Lauren.
Lauren pulled up the covers as
well, coyly looking towards Hannah with the intent of
trying to initiate something. Instead, a hastily mumbled
goodnight was all that escaped her lips as she found
herself in a similarly frustrating predicament to
Hannah, but failed to do anything to change the
As they both lay down properly
and started to turn away from each other with the intent
of sleep, Hannah sat up again and turned back towards
Lauren, the words stuck in her throat and instead
re-adjusting her pillows she lay back down. She said
goodnight also, rather than screaming in frustration
into her pillow like she wanted to in that moment. They
both eventually drifted into a frustrated but dream
Morning came quickly, and Hannah
quietly got ready and left for the day nearly as fast,
before James and Lauren were up and about. She had
warned James that this was the plan ahead of time
(mostly to avoid any risk of starting the day with any
upset or tantrums) as she wanted to give them as much
time together alone to truly test how they would
interact without her around.
Lauren was up first, and went
into james’ nursery to wake him up and help him out of
his cot. They had a tasty breakfast of bacon and
pancakes with Lauren preparing his for him and cutting
it all up and giving him some orange juice in a sippy
As the morning moved on and they
moved into the lounge, Lauren made a couple of attempts
to fit in some nappy checks to see how wet her charge
was. James tried to dodge them how ever he could,
becoming increasingly creative as he wriggled and
jiggled his way out of her grasp.
He had managed to prevent her
checking him properly all the way through the Saturday
morning cartoons Lauren had put on for him. Both
enjoying the nostalgia trip of watching Powerpuff Girls
Lauren tried to pounce at him
across the sofa in a moment when James seemed utterly
engrossed in the episode, taking the possible
opportunity to finally properly assess his nappy and
give him his first nappy change.
James, in a moment of complete
panicked surprise, instinctively tried to jump off the
other end of the sofa. His leg flicked out and kicked
her in the chest, and her breath left her in a shocked
oof noise. Both of them looked at each other in
shock, frozen in the surprise of the accidental
violence. Lauren blinked first.
how it’s going to be, I want you to kneel there and face
She was met with a face of
genuine sadness and shame, he nodded and silently
waddled over to the corner, his soaked nappy sagging
between his thighs. He dropped down to his knees and
pressed his nose instinctively into the corner. Not
his first time-out, she thought to herself.
She left the room and went to go
whip up some lunch. Ironically it was a recipe James had
taught her a while back, and while she was preparing it
she kept checking back in on him from time to time.
Despite her role in this dynamic, there was a big part
of her that felt desperate to ask him if she was doing
it right. All the same, she stayed firm, with the
thought that if she still felt uncertain by the end, she
could check once they were out of their role play.
"You can get up now!" she announced from behind him
thirty minutes later,
deliberately matching the amount of minutes to his
biological age. She watched as he slowly rose and stood
on shaky knees, she eyed up the dents left in his skin
from the carpet. Any thoughts of guilt completely
vanished as she instead wondered if she should have made
him kneel on a tray of dried rice. He hadn't made a
sound or issued any complaints... Just accepted his
punishment. She felt a mix of frustration and pride in
him for taking it like that.
He turned to face in her
direction, and found her standing in the kitchen doorway
across the room from him. His eyes lit up as he saw the
sauce covered wooden spoon in her hand. The sight
confirmed what he had smelled and he knew she was making
the recipe he had taught her. He ran up to her and
hugged her, clearly forgiving her for the attempted
nappy change and following punishment.
She gripped right onto him and
span, turning him in circles until they reached the
waiting high-chair that stood next to the dining table.
"Yes, it's nearly lunch time
Jamie." Was all she had to say before he ran the rest of
the way over and waited by the chair. Lauren picked him
up by his armpits, more for emotional support than
physical and sat him on the padded chair. He had to
shuffle around a little as she rummaged around to find
the second half of the waist and crotch belt that would
keep baby James from falling out. Finally she slid the
wooden tray into place until it clicked, completing the
Walking around to behind the back
of the chair, she went digging through the kitchen
drawers till she found what she was looking for.
“Aha” she shouted in triumph as
she tied a bib with a cute cartoon design around the
boy’s neck, then set a plate of sauce-coated spaghetti
on his tray with a bottle full of juice.
"Eat up Jamie."
He looked down at his plate. He
blinked for a moment in confusion. There was no cutlery.
He looked back up at Lauren and she just waved her empty
hands and cocked an eyebrow at him.
She sat down and tucked into her
serving, leaving him to feed himself and with no other
option but to dig in with his hands. At first he tried
to keep one hand clean to handle his bottle, not wanting
to get it covered in sauce, but once his bottle was dry
he tucked into it with gusto. Lauren hadn’t really been
paying attention to him for a few moments, and looked up
from her plate to see James absolutely covered in sauce
from his nose to his chin, both sides of his hands and
all down his bib. She burst out laughing at him and only
just managed to calm down a few minutes later.
She asked, and he nodded, smiling like he didn't
have a care in the world.
"Good boy" She praised him.
Removing the tray, she tried to clean him up as much as
possible with his bib before resorting to wipes. Burning
through at least five before she was finally able to
remove the tray, release the seatbelt and set him back
on his feet.
“Now are you going to behave now
and let me change your nappy?” She asked in a firm tone.
He looked at his feet for a
moment, pushing down his worries and nodding, but
holding out his hand. She took it gently, seeing that he
was still feeling shy and needed her to give him a
little courage. He let her lead him up to the nursery,
fidgeting next to the changing table while she closed
the door behind them.
“Up we get,“ she said
Cautiously, he got up onto the
soft padded surface, his face getting warmer ever
moment. She unpopped his onesie and undid the tabs of
the nappy, letting it fall down onto the table. Grabbing
up some wipes, she started to clean him gently as he hid
his face. His little thing started to strain against its
cage. She struggled to hold back a laugh as it lifted
slightly from the pressure. She paused for a while
before she finished wiping, letting the throbbing
subside as his penis shrank back to his normal (which,
guessing from the size of the cage he was in, was
considerably shorter than the average).
"Okay, let’s get you in a fresh
nappy." She announced when he was
sufficiently clean and his penis had stopped trying to
get hard. She pulled the used nappy out from under his
bottom and rolled it into a ball before putting it in a
large, scented nappy bag.
He watched with fascination as
Lauren perused the surprisingly varied collection of
nappies, making sure she selected the right nappy from
the numerous piles stored under and above the table on
shelves. She eventually chose the thickest disposable
she could find, which had some cute little dragons on
the design, along with two booster pads.
It was early afternoon, but this would likely end up
being his overnight nappy unless he really managed to
drench it. She unfolded the nappy between his legs, and
placed the layered booster pads
down the middle, pushed the nappy toward him and tapping
his bum using the same signal Hannah had showed her the
night before. He lifted himself up slightly, allowing
her to slip the extra-thick nappy under him. He then
lowered himself back down without needing a prompt,
shaking his hips as he did so, luxuriating the feeling
of the thick nappy padding beneath him.
Lauren followed up with a
generous sprinkling of baby powder, before closing the
nappy snugly around his body, encasing his lower half in
the thick absorbent material he
so frequently managed to drench.
"Stand up please Jamie."
She asked sweetly, and James slowly got up to a
sitting position with some help from Lauren. Hopping off
the table, he stood before her blushing deeply.
Struggling to process his first ever nappy change from
someone other than Hannah, he just stood there until she
moved him to the side. The movement shook him out of the
moment and he started to move under his own volition
again back towards the stairs. He didn't speak, but his
eyes told Lauren everything she needed to know. He was
overwhelmed and spacey, but not in an actively bad way.
She intercepted him before he
made it to the door, grabbing him by the shoulders and
turned him around, back to facing the nursery. She then
walked him over to his cot-bed.
She said, lifting up the covers for him. He
shuffled under them, round eyes looking up at her as she
placed them back on him once he was settled. Lauren
noticed for the first time the way the mattress crinkled
as he moved, giving away the secret of the waterproof
sheet beneath the bed covers.
The fact that these genuine
protection measures were necessary made her wonder how
much his control had actually eroded due to his time
spent in nappies.
She checked that his nappy was
still properly fitted as he looked bashfully up at her.
Lauren pulled the soft comfort blanket up and tucked him
in. She kissed him, first on the forehead and followed
it with a second peck on the cheek, before she raised
the railings, hearing the bars lock into place with a
well baby boy," She said, pulling
the curtains closed to give him a darker room, and
giving him a little wave as he watched her through the
bars of his cot. He did a little grabby wave back and
snuggled one of his toys.
She closed the door behind her,
deciding to explore the house to keep herself
entertained until James got back up or Hannah returned
Taking herself room to room and
exploring the house in full. Having a slight root
through some of the closets and cupboards, letting
herself be nosey while trying to be respectful. She made
the most interesting discovery in the bathroom medicine
cabinet. A box marked with ‘Baby’s medicine’ she opened
it up and found a selection of water tablets and
laxatives. She made a mental note to remember these if
an opportunity presented itself later.
The rest of James’s nap was
uneventful and Lauren made no other particularly
interesting discoveries. So she went downstairs,
cleaning up the mess they'd left after lunch and
settling into watch tv for a while.
Hannah came home eager to hear
how their day had gone. Lauren got a few minutes of
warning by text, and went and let James out of his cot.
He practically skipped down the last few stairs and
cuddled into his mummy while she was hanging up her
jacket, and once they all got settled in the living
room, Hannah listened to their stories while also
sharing how her day went.
Lauren decided to let James tell
his Mummy about his misbehaving himself, rather than
drop him in it. His blushing and stuttering as he
confessed made her feel a glowing content sensation deep
The way he eagerly confessed was
really cute, whilst his submissive nature made her
tingle with the intoxicating influence of the power
Hannah was impressed with how
Lauren had handled the situation and decided her
punishment choice was sufficient to not have to take
Out of a mix of laziness and a
desire to all spend more quality time together, they
opted to order in another takeout rather than cooking.
“Japanese?” Asked Hannah.
“Oooh sushi!” Shouted Lauren
excitedly. “Oh actually, no... Yes.”
“I don’t like sushi,” pouted
“That’s okay baby you don’t have
to have any,” reassured Hannah.
They eventually made their order
once Hannah and Lauren discussed what types of sushi
they wanted and Hannah made sure to pick out something
suitable for James. While they waited for it to arrive,
Lauren helped James to pick out a film to watch with
dinner and leading up to bedtime. While sifting through
the choices, Lauren pulled forward her favourites:
Matilda, the Snowman, Monsters Inc and Toy Story. James
went to pull out Mosters Inc but Hannah reached over the
top of them both and picked Matilda.
They all bundled up together on
the sofa until the takeout arrived.
Hannah had picked James out a
katsu curry. She cut the meat up into tiny pieces for
him, smushed it in with all the sauce and rice making it
resemble baby food but a bit chunkier. James was torn
between pouting and grinning as a bib was fastened
around his neck. With food at the ready, they all
settled back into the film.
James was lying across them both
by the time it came to an end and had dosed off: it was
past the usual time to put James to bed. As the credits
came to an end, they gently woke him and helped the
bleary eyed baby up to bed.
They made their way back
downstairs rather than heading straight to bed
themselves, deciding to have some chill out time
together. Hannah picked up the remote and flicked
through the channels until she landed on something low
effort that wouldn’t matter if they talked over.
Eventually the settled on Mr and
Mrs Smith. as they had both already seen it.
They both settled properly into
the sofa and Lauren cheekily threw her legs over Hannah,
giving her a flash of her panties as she did so, her
short skirt making it unavoidable even if she had been
trying. Hannah pretended not to notice.
As they sunk deeper into
conversation, Hannah started absentmindedly delicately
stroking her fingers along Lauren’s leg. Her nails
briefly leaving silvery track marks as she went.
It reached the scene where they
were fighting each other and Hannah’s gaze locked onto
the film, as the sexual tension built she became
Seeing that brought back all
Hannah’s thoughts from the night before, remembering the
feeling of Lauren’s hungry looks reflected in the
mirror. She bit her lip, glancing at Lauren and found
her eyes glued to the scene unfolding on the screen.
Hannah bristled in pent up frustration and lost
concentration, letting her hand fall heavy on Lauren’s
lower thigh. As her palm met with the warmth of Lauren’s
silky skin, her courage swelled and she decided to test
the water by beginning to massage rather than resume
stroking with her fingertips.
Hannah watched carefully out of
the corner of her eye, letting the tv fade into the
background as she looked and felt for any changes, and
she noticed when Lauren started to get breathy. She saw
her eyes fluttering and her face flushing as Hannah’s
hand slowly worked its way up the expanse of her thighs.
Inching closer and closer to Lauren’s skirt. Hannah
noticed the fabric bunching up between Lauren’s hands,
seemingly out of nervousness, and paused just before her
hand slipped under the folds of cloth.
“Is this ok?” She asked, looking
fully at her.
Lauren met her look, gave a
breathy laugh and answered by pushing herself upright,
her legs sliding over Hannah's as she moved, and
planting a firm kiss on her lips. Hannah smiled against
her lips, more than a little relieved to have such an
When they eventually broke away
to catch a heavy breath, they pressed their foreheads
together and each gave a quiet laugh. Lauren leaned in,
biting at Hannah's lip and enjoying the stifled squeak
of excitement that it caused.
She gave a cheeky grin at
Hannah's playful pout. That grin turned into a nervous
swallow, though as Hannah pushed a loose strand of
Lauren's hair behind her ear, then traced the back of
her knuckles along the length of her neck, down past her
collar bone. She couldn’t hold back the noise that came
from deep in her throat as Hannah cupped her breast,
leaning into the touch. Hannah gave a cheeky giggle at
the noise and at the feeling of Lauren’s nipples quickly
hardened through her bra.
Is this how we’re playing this
then? Lauren thought to herself. Okay then.
She slipped herself off the
couch, kneeling in front of Hannah and grabbing her
hands, pulling her up to stand in front of her. She
slowly and purposefully ran her fingers along the edge
of Hannah’s shorts, smirking as the flush growing on her
face. She opened the button–
Or more... she tried to. The
denim was stiff and the button hole a little too tight,
and despite the ease with which she could undo such a
button on her own clothes, she just couldn’t get it.
There was an awkwardly long moment, filled only with her
huffs of frustration.
“Should I just–” Hannah said.
“Yeah, can you just–” Lauren
dropped her hands to her sides, admitting defeat.
Hannah made quick work of the
button, dropping the shorts and stepping out of them.
Trying to take back the mood that
had been building by force, Lauren pushed her back onto
the sofa, parting her legs with a firm squeeze of the
thighs. She gently raked her nails up the outsides of
her legs, hooking her fingers under the waistband of her
underwear and pulling it down, around the curve of her
bum and threw them away. Feeling suddenly very
vulnerable, Hannah instinctively tensied her muscles
right up until the moment she felt Lauren’s hot breath
on her most sensitive skin. The anticipation of what was
to come causing her to relax enough for Lauren to get in
Lauren moved in towards Hannah’s
mound, pulling at her hips to get her in a better
position before gently pressing a kiss to the spot where
her lower lips parted. Taking courage from the shaky
moan of anticipation, she started skilfully swirling her
tongue over Hannah’s labia, which were already slick
with excitement. Hannah let out a stifled moan as Lauren
began to work down her outer lips, then moving within
and making her way up towards her swollen clitoris.
At last, she flicked her tongue
over Hannah’s clitoris, lapping quick with the tip of
her tongue, then a long wide delibarate stroke, pausing
intermittently to suck and kiss, the pattern of her
movement made it a challenge for Hannah to hold her legs
still, quivering and unable to focus.
Lauren took the clit
in her mouth again,
cheeks slightly hollowing with suction as she
flicked and twirled her tongue, looking up at Hannah
with heavy-lidded eyes through her long lashes.
As they made eye contact Hannah
reached down towards Lauren, slightly conscious that her
palms were now slick with sweat from the excitement.
Reaching out with her fingers, she guided Lauren up
towards her by the chin. Once close enough, she kissed
her deeply, loving how she could taste herself on
Lauren’s wet lips.
Once her desire for Lauren’s lips
was satisfied her cheeks flushed red as she greedily
pushed her back down for more attention where it was
most needed. Lauren returned to her work with renewed
vigour, her tongue worked patterns with such skill that
Hannah rushed towards her climax with a shocking speed.
She tipped over the edge with a
deep, guttural sound and her body convulsed as her legs
locked into place around Lauren’s head.
As the orgasm finished rippling
through Hannah, Lauren freed herself and lay her head in
Not merely satisfied with a job
well done, she suggested they move up to the bedroom.
Unfortunately for Lauren,
however, she made the mistake of allowing Hannah to
recover before they continued. Within moments of making
it upstairs, Hannah passed out like a light. Leaving
Lauren stewing in her frustration for the second night
in a row as she struggled to join Hannah in sleep.
James greeted her groggily as she came in and
lowered the railings of the cot. It was so early that it
was still dark outside, she hadn't intended to wake him
and wanted to see if she could change his nappy in the
night without him noticing.
"Sshhhhh, close your eyes." she
whispered, and waited for him to comply.
During the night he had fully
kicked the covers off him, so the poppers of his onesie
and his blue nappy cover was easily accessible.
Thankfully, this was one without a lock. She had made a
mental note of that one as soon as she spotted it in the
drawer. She pulled the plastic pants down as gently as
she could, exposing an incredibly soaked nappy. Exactly
as she expected. She slowly peeled back the tape tabs of
the nappy, trying to make as little noise as she could
and avoid waking up Hannah. After cleaning him carefully
with plenty of baby wipes, she slid a new nappy under
him, powdered his penis as much as possible considering
the cage, as well as his balls, the attention causing
the same straining as earlier. He pulled a toy over his
face to hide his blush at the bodily reaction he wished
he could control. The way he couldn’t help but react to
her changing him made her desperate to let him have some
form of release. Once she had fastened the new nappy
into place, she let herself have a mischievous smile.
She started rubbing him through the nappy, deciding
against trying to put a nappy cover back on, incase it
caused excessive crinkling while she gave him some
attention. He began to buck his hips towards her as she
continued to rub him. Pathetic little thrusts that made
her feel sorry for past-Hannah, back when she still used
to have sex with him.
As he let out a moan she grabbed
up his discarded dummy and placed it between his lips.
“Shhhh Jamie, you don’t want to
wake your Mummy,” she said in a breathy whisper.
She slowed down her rubbing,
trying to delay him making a sticky mess for as long as
she could. He was struggling with each stroke not to
explode at the stimulation if she did more than 5 quick
ones in a row. She really enjoyed teasing him and
keeping him on the edge.
A mean idea flashed through her
mind. She stopped stroking, instead pulling his onesie
back down over the top of the nappy and closed the
covers, then replacing the covers over him. He pulled
back his toy to look at her pleadingly, but with a smile
she left him a wriggling pile of frustration. As she
slid the bars back into place, she mapped out the next
step in her plan. She heard soft snores coming from the
master bedroom... Hannah was sound asleep, but Lauren
needed to stay awake to see if James would be a good
baby, or if he would fall into her trap like the stupid
baby she hoped he was. As she crawled back into the bed
with Hannah, she opened up the baby monitor app she had
downloaded on her phone on Hannah’s instruction and hit
Now it was just a waiting game.
She tried watching the feed for a little while, but the
comfortable warmth of the bed and the soft sounds of the
sleeping Hannah prove to be soothing enough to lull her
back to sleep.
Luckily, she was still recording
as he fell into her trap some time later. Despite trying
to sleep away the excitement she started in him, he woke
to find his body still on edge. Desperately craving an
orgasm, he caved into his desire and started rubbing
himself through his nappy, making a sticky mess
embarrassingly quickly, eagerly and on camera. Leaving
Lauren, once she awoke and reviewed the video, with all
the evidence she would need to get him in trouble.
When morning actually came
around, Lauren woke to an empty bed and the sound of
James getting his nappy changed. She groggily made her
way into the nursery.
Lauren was cheerily greeted with
a loud “Morning sleepy head!” From Hannah, the
uncharacteristic chipperness was Lauren’s only clue that
she had slept in later than she intended.
James waved at her sheepishly
while fully exposed, mid change. Once he finished waving
he busied himself trying to work out what to do with his
hands. Fighting hard against the urge to cover up and
keep out of the way so Hannah could finish up.
“Oh it looks like I accidentally
recorded the baby monitor last night,” Lauren announced,
taking out her phone and deliberately distracting
Hannah turned towards her with
surprise. “Why were you playing around with the app?”
“Oh I was struggling to sleep and
decided to try and get my head around it rather than
just lie there.”
James eyes were full of panic,
thankful that Hannah’s back was towards him in that
“Let’s have a look then,” Hannah
said with her hand out expectantly. “Who knows, you may
have recorded something cute like him having an
Lauren eagerly handed over her
phone and watched as Hannah hit play. Hannah started
fast forwarding the video in short bursts, seeing James
toss and turn with what she assumed was restless sleep
rather than frustration. James was starting to sweat,
knowing full well what she was about to find.
Hannah let out a surprised little
gasp as he began to start rubbing himself. Gently at
first but very quickly building up to a frantic speed.
Unable to keep up the pace, he abandoned his hand and
switched to humping his pillows. This was all it took to
tip him over the edge and make his little splat into the
awaiting nappy. All in all, Hannah had only had to sit
through less than two minutes from when he started until
it was all over. She turned back to face James, the
disappointment clear in her eyes. She unfolded the nappy
she has just taken off him and rolled it out to confirm
it. The small glistening sticky patch at the front of
the nappy was the final confirmation she needed.
With a sigh, Hannah reached out
and picked up the nearest paddle.
James didn’t even attempt to
protest, despite the look of worry on his face, and
rolled over ready to accept his punishment.
The spanking was thorough and
intense, and the whole time Lauren watched on with a
Never let your babysitter have
a secret, she thought to
herself, struggling not to laugh at his misfortune.
Hannah slowed her pace for the
final 10 hits, which she insisted James count out and
Lauren joined in. The glee clearly showing in her voice
while James’s quavered.
Lauren offered to finish getting
James ready for the day, which Hannah gladly accepted,
choosing to go downstairs to finish her cup of tea that
she abandoned halfway through to avoid a leaky baby.
Once Hannah was safely out of
earshot, Lauren squeezed James on his tender butt cheeks
and made him make a little squeak.
She went looking through her
options for changing him and spotted some cute thick
training pants. Remembering the water tablets she had
found the day before, a plan formed in her head and put
him into them rather than a nappy.
After sending the freshly changed
James downstairs she stopped by the bathroom to get a
tablet before going downstairs.
She explained her plan to Hannah,
saying that she didn’t feel the spanking went far
enough, deliberately leaving out the fact he wasn’t
padded up. Hannah went along with her suggestion despite
thinking it was an unusual punishment choice.
Lauren busied herself helping
with chores around the house over the rest of the
morning, all the while her mind churned with conflicting
thoughts, one moment thinking it wasn't his
fault and she did set him up, before flicking to
he deserved it, unable to stop herself feeling guilty
then immediately making excuses. Eventually she settled
into the opinion that he had had naughty times on his
own and made stickies, so it was perfectly justified as
far as she was concerned for her to slip him something.
A few hours passed and now the
little pill she had slipped him in a bottle was coming
He looked up at the two figures
looming above him, who stood there silently. It was only
then that he noticed his pants were soaking
wet, staring down at his soaked
crotch and watching the golden stream
running out into a puddle around his legs.
He broke his shocked staring and
saw them both looking at his wet pants, Lauren was
looking on with a smug smile.
"I had an accident Mummy,"
he said, his voice wobbling with genuine shock.
Pushing his soaked pants down to
his ankles, Hannah was surprised to find he was only
wearing a pair of thick underwear that she only let him
wear to work on special occasions and gave Lauren a
puzzled look. The underwear were dripping onto the
floor, adding to the slowly spreading puddle. The thick
layers of the training pants were
doing little to hold back the flood of pee James had
released into them. She grabbed hold of them and pushed
them down to meet his pants, encouraging her little boy
to step out of the sopping pile of clothes, leaving him
naked from the waist down.
"You,” she said in a scolding
tone, “should be wearing a nappy, so you don't pee your
pants. Who let you put those on?” The tone increasing as
the sentence went on.
did Mummy," he replied
let’s take care of this baby." She reached out and
bundled his wet pants into a pile and handed them to
him, and he shivered slightly.
hurry upstairs baby. I don’t want you making any more
Lauren let out a giggle, watching
him be shepherded upstairs half naked.
"Better get you changed fast, I
think I can see dripping," she
Hannah took note of her teasing
tone, her suspicions that James had been set up
confirmed. Without another word she took James upstairs
with Lauren following close on her heels and changed him
into a fresh nappy.
"See that table there?" Hannah
asked, glancing at Lauren once
she was done changing James, while pointing to the thick
pad of the changing table that he was still lying on.
Lauren sheepishly nodded.
“He should have been wearing a
nappy, as well you know, and not left to
pee in his pants,” at this she noticed that
Lauren gave the shy James a mischievous smile, and
continued pointedly, “so it’s
going to be you and not him being punished."
Lauren’s face dropped, blinking
at Hannah before her gaze flicked towards the stacks of
nappies and she started to blush furiously.
think I haven't noticed you wanting to be up there," She
said as James sat up to watch the
conversation. Hannah turning to face Lauren fully. This
wasn't the first time Hannah had noticed Lauren staring
so longingly and shyly at the collection of nappies that
had been chosen by her own baby
boy. Lauren nodded yes, looking back to Hannah with
tears of shame starting to glimmer in her eyes.
James began to shuffle off the
table getting a sense for where this might be going.
“Up, now.” Hannah said firmly.
Lauren froze to the spot. Not so
much as a blink. After a long moment of inaction, a
sharp slap was delivered to the thigh, making her move
quickly through the sting. She
hesitated to remove her clothes, unsure if she was
expected to do it herself or leave it to Hannah.
Hannah took the option away from
her, wasting no time stripping her completely and
leaving her totally exposed as she got up on the
From a shelf above the table,
Hannah reached into a tub of wipes and pulled a handful
of the wet cloths out. Laying the wipes over Lauren’s
privates, Hannah pressed her palm against them and began
to rub back and forth, making a slow and thorough show
of cleansing her. Taking time to pay attention to her
mound and outer lips.
Lauren’s legs began to stiffen
immediately, uncomfortable being stroked so gently
through the wipes. Hannah made sure to let the girl
enjoy the pleasures of her attention. In minutes Hannah
gave up the pretence of the wipes altogether. Lauren
felt herself building towards what was likely to be an
explosive orgasm. Hannah picked on her physical cues and
stopped the touching immediately.
Lauren let out a dissatisfied
gasp as Hannah’s fingers pulled away. Hannah pulled out
one of the used nappies from the bin next to the table.
Being changed into something she wanted wasn’t a
punishment. Hannah needed to be more creative. Make
my baby pee himself, you get to sit in his pee as well,
she thought to herself. The cold wet
nappy sent a shiver through Lauren’s spine as it made
content with her skin. The Velcro tabs allowing Hannah
to refasten it onto the squirming girl beneath her.
It felt utterly disgusting, but
what was worse was Lauren’s hatred of the fact that
other than the cold... she liked it. She liked knowing
she was being put into a used nappy, the thought of it
gave her a intoxicating feeling of shame that kept her
desperate for the orgasm she was denied moments before.
Her mind was getting foggy from the turbulent thoughts
swirling through her mind. Hating to love the
degradation as she found herself having her mound
covered in his cold piss.
From under the table, Hannah
pulled out a wand vibrator. She waggled it in front of
Lauren, who flushed in excitement, and then in shame of
how thrilled she felt at the prospect of it being used
on her in her current situation. Maintaining eye
contact, Hannah slowly brought it to press against the
outside of the dirty nappy, before flicking the switch
and watching as Lauren’s head fell back as it buzzed and
massaged the cold, wet padding between her legs. The
disgust Lauren felt in that moment pushed her quickly,
inescapably towards a shuddering, gasping orgasm,
squirting into the already soggy padding encasing her.
In that moment, the emotional dam burst and she began
ugly crying about what she was just been made to do. Her
only relief was that the nappy was there to soak up and
catch her juices, helping to hide at least slightly how
much she had enjoyed it.
After letting her stew in the
mess for a while, Hannah cleaned her up and changed her,
this time into a fresh nappy.
"That's better. That's how a baby
girl should be dressed!" She took
Lauren’s hand, and led her and James out of the nursery
and back to the living room to play until it was time
for Lauren to go home. Hannah set the pair of them up
with a selection of toys to play with before going off
into the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea.
When she returned with a steaming
mug clasped in her hands it was more than the warmth of
the tea that was flooding through her, walking back in
to the sight of two thickly padded cuties playing
together sweetly on the floor gave her a feeling that
was heart melting.
As she sank down into the sofa to
watch them, Hannah had decided that the weekend,
although not exactly what she planned, was clearly a
success. At least, if nothing else, she knew now that if
she let Lauren babysit for the week, to expect a few
more nappies than usual to get used.
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