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Story Codes: f+,infant,lac,ws,scat,masturbation
Story Intro: Deedee takes Dil inside to change his diaper, and explore
her newly found sexuality. The breast plays more of a roll than just
feeding your baby in the Pickles household.
Deedee and Betty: A Rugrats erotica
(f+,toddler,lac,ws,scat,masturbation)
Written by littleab
Chapter One
Dil Pickles sat on the grass, playing with his toes and drooling As he
watched, Betty, the mother of the Deville twins, ,Deedee, Stew, Drew
and Charlotte set up the tables for their afternoon picnic. Suddenly,
he stopped, and his face turned bright red. Deedee heard Dil grunting,
and went over to him. She sniffed and smiled at him. "Seems like
someone is going to need a diaper change. I'll wait until you're
finished, and then we can change your diaper." Dil turned up his lips
in a half frowning half grin of evident enjoyment as the soft poop
filled the back of his diaper and spread throughout his crotch.
"Poopy." "That's right snookems.", Deedee said patting the bulge in
Dil's diaper, squishing the poop against his little bottom. Dil giggled
as he felt the warm goop migrate towards his balls, "You did go poopy."
Deedee picked him up, and they headed inside.
Inside, Deedee was changing Dil's diaper. She undid the tapes, and
looked at the huge mound of poop in Dil's diaper which had spread all
over his back side and down through his crotch. "Oh, my Dillon prescot
Pickles. Someone did make a mess didn't they?" Dil grinned, and
chortled as Deedee began wiping his little bottom and balls. Suddenly
Dil loosed a stream of urine into the air. It hit Deedee squarely in
the chest, before arcking down, to splash on Dil and on the changing
table. Deedee felt the warm spray hitting her in the chest. She smiled
as she felt the warm urine squirting her on her breasts. She moan with
the beginning stirs of her orgasm. "Peepee.", Dil said smiling. "Yes
sweety! Peepee! You're making mommy feel very good!" Deedee waited for
Dil to finish, then cleaned up the mess Dil had made, and wrapped him
in a fresh diaper. Then, she sat with him in the rocking chair. She
removed her shirt, and place Dil's mouth on her nipple. Dil enjoyed the
taste of her milk, and began to suck. This was their secret, because no
one knew about Deedee's desire to suckle. Only Betty, because she did
the same thing with Phil and Lil, enjoying the sensual feelings their
suckling mouths produced on her libido. She said she always loved to
feel their peepees when the pups suckled at her tits. Deedee, hugged
Dil closer as she began to finger herself to orgasm. With one hand, she
stroked herself, while with the other, she gently masturbated Dil's
little penis.
Deedee knew from the Lipshits manual, the underground addition, that
babies did orgasm, not in the way we do, but they do orgasm. The only
reason Lipshits didn't publish it publicly was due to the fact such
writings would be ridiculed, so Dr. Lipshits said that being that she
was a naturalized mother, he would give her his manual as long as she
didn't show it to anyone except Betty. He had spoken with Betty before
during a gynecological she had brought up concerns about how she felt
toward Phil and Lil when she gave them their bath, and fond out that
she liked the same very thing that Deedee liked, so he gave her a copy
of his manual. Deedee had also said that she felt sexually attracted
toward two children, and Dr. Lipshits told her that it was perfectly
normal to have these. "In fact.", Lipshits said straightening his tie,
"This kind on bonding is good for the baby, in his growing
understanding of sexuality! Also, it is good to have these experiences
so that the baby can express himself without feeling that he is bad, or
that he has to suppress his feelings." Deedee was thankful indeed that
she wasn't a doing a bad thing. Her breath quickened as she fingered
Dil's little member faster, enjoying the feelings produced by her
libido as Dil suckled at her tit. She also enjoyed the feeling of Dil's
wriggling penis and soft, baby smooth skin next to her hand. The
cooing noises Dil was now making, and the sound of his disposable
diaper crinkling on her naked lap, combined with the smell of baby
powder on his soft, baby skin, were driving her over the edge!
Just then, Deedee heard the front door open and close. "Whose there?",
she asked. She was afraid it was Stew or one of the others and that her
plan would be ruined. "Just me Deed.", Betty said. "Hurry Betty! Come
in here!" Betty came into the room and saw Deedee nursing Dil with her
finger in her vagina. Betty ran over to her, as she knew she was close
to orgasm. She ground her pussy against Deedee's leg in a primal
passion as they both orgasmed together. Deedee could feel the wetness,
slowly dripping through the crotch of Betty's panties, and could feel
Dil's little dick get stiff, and begin to twitch rapidly in her hand.
"Oh, Betty! Feel! He's having his little climax!" Deedee said
breathlessly. Betty, in her own orgasm, thrust her hand down Dil's
diaper. Dil began to hump her hand. Soon, Betty felt Dil's dick twitch,
and begin to squirt her hand with urine. "Peepee!", Dil said. His
stream squirted wildly around, on Betty's hand. "aw pup!", she
exclaimed, grinding her crotch against Deedee's leg. "Oh god. Betty!"
Betty grabbed her around the waist, and Deedee wrapped her arms around
her as they both thrust their tongues in each others mouths as they
fingered one another's crotch. Dil began to grunt again, and Deedee
felt his diaper bulging on her lap as he began to poop and fill his
diaper once more. "Oh, Betty!" "Yeah baby!", Betty exclaimed. The smell
of a dirty diaper filled the air. Betty rapped her arms around her, as
her and Deedee kissed and fingered each other faster, caught in the
grip of their orgasms.
The smell of a poopy diaper made Betty and Deedee hotter as they
shuddered with one final climax, kissing passionately.
Deedee put on a new shirt, and then, walking hand and hand, the two of
them took Dil outside, still enjoying the afterglow of their orgasm.
Stew walked over to them.
Where've you guies been? We've been looking all over for you! We're
about to start!" Deedee, at a loss for words, was rescued by Betty.
Betty always so strong and shore of herself simply, "Just had to change
the Dilster." "But, what about your shirt?", Stew said, looking down at
the new shirt Deedee had put on. In spite of the fact that she'd got
peed on in the most natural of situations as changing her son's diaper,
the memories of what she did during that diaper change, and the
feelings she'd experienced during the diaper change made her tongue
tied again. Again Betty saved her, Betty was doing a lot that day. "Ah,
Deed got squirted by the pup, so she had to change her shirt. Now,
where's the hamburgers, this mamma is hungry!"
The day went by in comfort, and later that night, Deedee thought about
what went on that day. It made her wet to think about what she and
Betty did earlier in the afternoon at the picnic, and she definitely
wanted to do it again!
Chapter 2
Deedee lay in bed thinking about what went on between Betty and her
that afternoon. She also thought about her son Dil. She loved him so
much, and the experience they had brought them closer together than
ever before! Then she thought about the other babies, and the
conversations her and Betty had about them. "Do you think Kira might be
in to... In to..." "In to makin' mammi with the pups? I dunno' Deed."
None of them knew, and that was not good as far as they were concerned.
Both wanted to bring all the parents and their babies into the act.
After all, they'd all read Lipshitz, and had all visited his web site,
and surely they must've seen that link that said, "The study of
primitive cultures and child rearing." It contained information on
everything that regular society didn't allow, but since Dr. Lipshitz
had told his associates that the pages had been written from a research
and educational standpoint only, they were relatively satisfied that
Dr. Lipshitz was exactly who he claimed to be. A good Dr. with the
concern for the well-being of future generations of children at heart.
Dr. Lipshitz told them that he had been researching primitive cultures
to show mothers and father's how not to raise their children, and of
course, they bought it. Since Lipshitz was a good Dr., and he'd stayed
out of trouble, the public trusted him, due to his well established
reputation in the community. Of course the web site was worded very
carefully, so that people who weren't pedophiles wouldn't want to click
on the link that said, "Subscribe to culture addition magazine." Of
course there was more security than that. What Dr. Lipshitz would do is
first, on their client intake form, he would ask them questions about
them and their children. He would analyze them, and get an' idea as to
how they felt toward their children deep inside themselves where their
secrets were safe from their suppression reflexes, as well from as the
beliefs they had carried from their parents and society that made them
believe that what they were doing was wrong. Once he got the idea that
one of his client's had these feelings, he would get them on his couch,
and that was that! He'd lead them toward a big question by asking
little ones that usually made his clients uncomfortable. Like, "Do you
feel sexual toward your children?" When his victims said know, he would
ask them, even if they weren't really the type to really engage in
pedophilic activities, if they loved their children. When they said
yes, he would ask them if that wasn't a form of masked sexuality.
Ninety-nine percent of the time, the person being asked the question
would sit back, think for a few moments, and finally say, "Ya know doc?
Somewhere inside I was having these feelings, but I had confused them
with something I believed to be nonsexual." Their responses were
usually due to their fear of Drs., placed upon them by parents who told
them they had to listen to Drs. no matter what. Deedee was just such a
person who placed her very trust and belief in such a man. Once Dr.
Lipshitz had gotten her on that couch, she had practically admitted,
was coerced into admitting she felt everything under the son toward her
children.
Betty, on the other hand was a different story. She was very resistant
to his methods for controlling his patients, and the man had to admit,
that even though she wasn't the Christian sex hater type, she did
believe that what she had for her children was genuine, honest' to
Christ, love. He honestly didn't know what he would've done if Deedee
didn't talk to her, later that afternoon. "Ya know Betty, I've heard of
a lot of people who would agree with Dr. Lipshitz. After all, Dr.
Lipshitz says love is a component in sexual relationships, but is
suppressed by the unconscious mind, because it is believed to be an
evil, unorthodox, instinct, brought on by the genetic hatred of past
generations." "Deed, that Dr.'s an old windbag, and I don't believe a
word about it! I think he's a nut, and deserves to have a semi run over
his canonas!" "Betty!", Deedee said stifling a nervous laugh. "That's
how I feel. And your just as luny if you listen to him." Betty 'stalked
out of the house without another word. She was determined to have Dr.
Lipshitz fired in the morning, even if she had to go to the ends of the
earth to do it. She felt that no Dr. with ideas like that should be
allowed to take care of children.
Later that night, Betty had a dream. She dreamed that Phil and Lil
were rolling around on top of one another in their crib. It was as if
her subconscious brought up what her conscious didn't want to see. She
had seen this earlier in the week, or at least she thought she did. The
dream seemed so hazy, real and not real. Phil and Lil were on top of
each other, humping one another, while they squished their wet and
poopy diapers with their little hands pressed against' each others
diapered butts. At the time, Betty thought the pups were just
wrestling, but now the dream brought back with instant clarity, all the
things she feared could be true. And while she dreamed, she heard one
of the sentences she read from the Lipshitz web site. "Babies
experience frequent sexual stimulation when the genitals and anus make
contact with their diapers during breastfeeding, evacuation, or during
household play.
She was at Dr. Lipshitz'' office the very next day. When she told him
about the dream, he didn't care whether it was her egos masochistic
desire to plant false information caused by paranoia or not. It didn't
matter whether the babies were actually wrestling or not because, like
Freud, his theory would be again validated, and so he told her it was
her unconscious telling her to be free, and radiate freely, and to also
teach her children to do so by including sexual contact when ever
possible.
And so, Betty apologized to Deedee for being so rude to her, and asked
her for help in' making the lives of her children better. Of course
Deedee was glad to help, and taught her everything she knew.
But as time progressed, Betty found herself giving in to her animal
instincts more and more, which wasn't very hard to do, because they
were already active as it was! She began to devise new and creative
ways of her own, to get her children and herself off when their father
wasn't around. Not that if he ever caught her, she wouldn't be able to
do anything about his going to the police, and taking away her rights
as a mother to the Twins. Howard, or Howie, as Betty sometimes called
him, was afraid of her. Not only, because of her strength and
proportionate size to his own, it was her personality. It was
masculine, the stronger of the two, while Howard's was the weaker
personality. He'd do almost anything his wife told him to do.
Thoughts of Betty were going through her mind. She wanted her in' bed
with her. Wanted to feel her soft, naked skin against her. Wanted to
make love with her under the sheets until daylight. "Maybe sometime
later, when the men go on their stupid vacation with the Los Angeles
Putters Club, then we'll be able to spend more time together." With
this, Deedee closed her eyes and went to sleep with thoughts of what it
would be like if her and Betty could be with each other.
Later in the night, Deedee was awakened by the sound of crying. She
looked over at Stew who was fast asleep. Smiling, she got up, and went
to the kid's room. She opened and closed the door behind her, and went
over to the crib where Dil was sitting up and whaling to beat the
dickens. "What's a matter Dillon Prescot?" She stuck her hand down
Dil's diaper. It was a little wet, but Dil liked being in a wet squishy
diaper as Deedee knew, and he usually didn't complain until the urine
would become stale begin to burn his skin. What then was the matter?
"Are you hungry sweety?" At those words, Dil smiled, reaching for
Deedee's nighty. Deedee unsnapped her nursing bra, and placed Dil's
mouth on her nipple. Deedee sighed, as she felt Dil's powerful pull on
her teat, as he sucked vigorously on her nipple.
Just then, she felt a little tug on her arm. The tug startled her at
first, and she looked around to see who had their hand on her arm. She
was relieved when she saw Tommy standing there, looking at her and Dil.
Apparently, Dil's crying had woken him up, and he had toddled over to
Dil's crib when Deedee came in, to see what she was doing to his little
brother. "Come here sweetums. Mommy has a surprise for you." She lifted
Tommy on to the crib next to Dil, and unbuttoned the other side of her
bra. Tommy could smell her sweet milk, and remembered it from a long
time ago, when Deedee had first experimented with her newly found
sexual feelings before she'd went to see Dr. Lipshitz about her
feelings toward Dil and Tommy.
Tommy quickly latched on, and sucked even stronger than his little
brother! Months of drinking from bottles had given him powerful jaw
muscles. The pleasant tingling sensations from Deedee's sensitive
nipples were now being transferred to her pussy. The feeling of two
eager mouths sucking on her tits was driving her inexorably to a
tremendous climax.
Deedee jumped, as she felt a hand at her vagina. She looked down to
see that Tommy had placed his hand at the opening of her pussy,
reveling in the warm, wet, slippery feeling on his little hand.
"Rooo!", Tommy said squeezing her pussy lips, causing Deedee to jump in
surprise. Tommy, afraid that he hurt his mother quickly drew his hand
back. "It's ok sweety. Just don't squeeze so hard. Here, mommy will
show you." Deedee took Tommy's little hand, and began to move it in and
out of her wet vagina. Her pussy began to throb and tingle. "Oh! that's
right sweety!", she said breathlessly. She knew it wouldn't be long
before her boy sent her to another abdominal clenching orgasm.
All at once, Tommy found her G spot, and began to rub it with the back
of his tiny hand. "Oh, God yes!", Deedee said, as she ground her pussy
against Tommy's hand. Suddenly, the two nipples on which Tommy and Dil
were sucking got very hard in' there mouths, and Deedee's pussy began
to throb and pulsate around his little fingers, sending some creamy
stuff on to Tommy's hand. "peepee?", Tommy asked. "That's right
sweety.", Deedee said recovering a little from the Earth shaker she'd
just gone through. "Peepee."
After she'd come down to earth again, she changed the boys diapers.
Somehow, they'd gotten a little wetter then they'd been when Deedee
first entered the room, and Deedee couldn't understand how. She thought
it was funny, because she'd just checked them when she entered the
room, and they were dry. Maybe Dr. Lipshitz was right when he said that
babies sometimes pee and poop when having orgasm. After spinning the
mobile over Tommy's and Dil's cribs, she turned off the light, and
headed for her bedroom.
When she got there, Stew was sitting up in bed. "Where were you for
the last fifteen minutes. "I was changing Dil's dirty diaper.", she
lied. It leaked on to the sheets, so I had to change them too." "Oh.",
'stew said, looking a little relieved. "I thought something might've
been wrong, when you didn't come back after a while. Honey?" "Huh!"',
Deedee said. Her mind was on what happened about five minutes ago. "Are
you feeling ok? You look a bit flushed!" "No, I'm fine. I'm just tired
from doing all that work at two o'clock in the morning." "Well, come to
bed Deed. I'll make it go away." Giggling, Deedee climbed into bed,
drowsing in the warmth of her husband's arms.
The next morning, Deedee awoke to the sun streaming on from the
window. %every looked at the other side of the bed. Stew wasn't there.
Apparently he had already gotten up, and Deedee remembered that Stew
said he'd be out for the rest of the day, picking up things for his
newest invention in the basement. She began to wonder how she and Betty
could get together when the men went on their vacation when suddenly,
the phone rang. Deedee picked it up. "Hello?" "Hey Deeders. I was just
wonderin'' how you and the pups were getting along."' "They're just
fine Betty. Just fine. What are you doing today?" "Ah, I figured on
taken the pups shopin' with me. Their's a sail on jeans in the clothes
department, so I figured I'd get me a pare. Plus Howie needs some new
shirts, and I thought I'd pick up some outfits for the pups while I'm
there." "I'd like to come with you Betty. I was thinking of bringing
Chuckie with us, since Chaz asked me to babysit him while he went to
that self help conference uptown. I'm dropping Tommy and Dil off at
Grandpa's." "Sound's like a good plan Deed. I'll meet ya then." "Ok
Betty. Bye." Deedee hung up the phone, and headed for the nursery to
get her boys ready for breakfast, and change their clothes for when
they would go to Grandpa's later that afternoon.
Later, after dropping Tommy and Dil off at Grandpa's house, they took
Chuckie and the twins to the mall. Betty placed the twins in a double
seated shopping cart, and waited for Deedee and Chuckie. Deedee got a
cart, and the two found Betty and the twins. Deedee looked at her list.
"hmmm. Their's not to much they don't have here Betty!" "You got plenny
a diapers? I don't know about you, but Phil and Lil have been puttin'
out extra!" "Well, I am running out. I guess we could use more
diapers." Deedee and Betty got everything on their lists, and were just
about to leave. "Uhh oh Deed. Looks like the Chuckster's about to pay
his water bill." Chuckie had stopped, and was now fidgeting and holding
his crotch. Deedee ran over to him. "Do you need to use the bathroom
Chuckie?" "Potty.", Chuckie said desperately. "Ok, sweety. We'll go
write now." Deedee hadn't noticed, but she was feeling the need to pee
as well. "Say Deed. I think the Chuckster started somethin'. This
mama's burstin'!" "Same here Betty. Isn't that funny?" "Well Deed, it
feels to me like I'm gonna' do the dance I did as a little girl. I
really gotta' booggy!" They all headed for the bathroom. Despite the
crowded mall, there wasn't a line. They all went in, but to Chuckie's
dismay, there was only one stall and a urinal. Betty walked over to the
urinal, faced it backwards, and began to pee standing up. "Heheh. I'm
ridin' side saddle Deed."Betty! I didn't know you knew how to do that!"
"Take care of the pup.", Betty said, pointing at Chuckie. She gave
Deedee a slie wink, and glanced nonchalantly in the direction of the
stall. Deedee took Chuckie's hand, and together, they walked into the
stall. "Now honey, Deedee has to go peepee too, and only one person can
sit on the potty at a time." She sat down. Outside, she could hear
Betty changing the Twins diapers, and the smell of poop filled the
bathroom. "Wo Phillie! We have got to change your diet!" Chuckie had
stopped fidgeting, and was now doing a full fledged peepee dance as he
grew more desperate. Deedee pulled down his pants, then his little
tighty whities, exposing his little penis. Deedee relaxed, and allowed
her stream to tinkle into the toilet. Chuckie whimpered as he was about
to let go altogether. "Now Chuckie, if you wanna' go peepee, stand
between Deedee's legs. That's the way. Now, point your peepee between
my legs. Aim it at the potty sweetheart. Chuckie. Hesitated for a
second until he heard the door close, as Betty left. Be waitin' outside
for ya Deed. Have fun." "Ok, Betty." "Ok Chuckie. It's ok now. Go head
sweety." Chuckie couldn't hold it anymore, and his stream squirted
Deedee on her crotch. Chuckie tried to reaim his stream into the toilet
bowl, but Deedee grabbed his hand reassuringly. "It's ok Chuckie. Your
making ME feel good sweety." Chuckie's pee splashed Deedee on her
crotch. She moaned as she violently, climaxed, dripping come into the
toilet, her back arching as Chuckie's stream splashed on her clitoris.
Deedee removed Chuckie's shirt, pulled off his shoes, then his socks.
She looked down at the naked Chuckie, and her mouth began to water and
her pussy to moisten once more. `Come here, up on Deedee's lap sweety."
Chuckie climbed on to her lap, and lay with his head cradled in her
left arm, while her other hand cradled Chuckie's bottom. She loved the
smoothness of those little round globes of childhood, and the warmth of
his skin against her legs and stomach. "Put your hand down here
sweety.", Deedee said pointing to her vagina. "Put it in Deedee's
peepee. It'll make Deedee feel real good!" Chuckie, with a confused
expression on his face, did as he was told. He put his hand into
Deedee's pussy. Deedee moaned with pleasure as her orgasm grew more
intense. She bent down to the right, placing her lips around Chuckie's
little erect penis, sucking the whole organ in to her eager mouth.
Chuckie gasped, as he felt Deedee's warm mouth enveloping his member.
As Deedee sucked, she held Chuckie's body closer as she felt his penis
growing stiffer in her mouth. Chuckie continued to finger Deedee's
pussy, his breath coming faster and faster until suddenly his penis
began to twitch, and his whole body began to shudder with a feeling not
unlike euphoria, as his penis loosed a stream of urine into Deedee's
mouth. Deedee was expecting this, and she used her jaw muscles to
quickly swallow his pee as it squirted on to her soft palate. Betty was
waiting outside with the twins, when she heard a guttural moan that
bounced and echoed off the walls of the bathroom like a gunshot. It
made her pussy wet just thinking about what was going on in there.
A man walked up to the bathroom like he needed to go really bad.
"Sorry pow. Pot's occupied." "But... But..." "Look buddy, there is a
woman in there taking care of a little toddler who has more of a need
than you. so scuhdew!" "But, what do I do? I have to piss like a race
horse!" Betty grabbed him, "First of all, you could start by watchin'
your mouth around my pups, and secondly, if you have to piddle that
badly, go behind all the clothes over there, and do your thing.
Hopefully the management won't notice."
Inside the bathroom, Chuckie's body stopped shuddering, and he looked
up at Deedee with wide eyed wonder at the feelings he got from her
touch. "Are you ok now Chuckie?" Chuckie nodded, a pleasant smile on
his face. "Now remember Chuckie, you can't tell anyone what we did,
because they wouldn't understand, and Deedee would get in trouble and
we wouldn't be able to do what we did just now ever again. So don't
tell anybody. Ok sweety? It'll be our little secret. Ok Chuckie?"
Chuckie smiled and nodded. "Ok. Now lets put your clothes back on."
After she'd gotten Chuckie back into his clothes, Deedee and Chuckie
left the bathroom, and they met up with Betty, and headed for the car.
Betty told her about what had happened when Deedee was inside, and she
giggled. She wondered if the man really went behind the clothes rack,
when they both heard footsteps running behind them. The two moms
stopped and watched as they saw a man, who had clearly wet himself,
judging by the yellow stain on the front of his shorts, running past
them and out the door in to the parking lot. "I guess he couldn't
wait.", Betty said laughing.
After stopping at Friendlies, where the two moms drank a coffee, and
the twins shared an ice cream cone, and Chuckie was given a coke, they
all headed to Deedee's house, where Chaz and Kira would drop by later
to pick up Chuckie. Putting Phil, Lil, and Chuckie in the playpen,
Betty and Deedee went 'into the bedroom. Betty closed the door, and got
on top of Deedee who was already nude, and laying on the bed. She
quickly took off her clothes, and the two kissed passionately, and
explored each other's bodies. "I love this Betty. I never thought
someone could have a bonding experience like this." "You and me both
Deeders. Oh, God! Deed!" Deedee had found Betty's G spot, sending Betty
through a body shuddering orgasm. Betty totally relaxed, allowing the
waves of pure, unadulterated pleasure to wash over her. Betty was so
relaxed that her bladder loosed, and Deedee could feel the warmth
creeping over her stomach, and down between her legs. Deedee felt her
own orgasm pending, and she put her lips around Betty's nipple. Betty,
quick to respond, turned her own body counter clockwise, so that she
could suck Deedee's teat as well. Sucking each other's milky teats, the
two horny mothers fingered each other's crotch's until they both
exploded, in a primal passion, coating their hands with their come as
it came out of their steaming pussies. Afterward, the two of them lay
on top of one another. They faced each other, and kissed, probing every
inch of one another's anatomy.
They heard footsteps running in the hall. They sounded as if they were
coming from the living room. Was it Stew, coming home early? Was it
Kira, already finished with the days errands? What would who ever it
was say when they saw Deedee and Betty on top of one another lying in a
bed that had apparently been pissed in The door burst open, and Chuckie
rushed in with tears in his eyes. He stood at the door and ran over to
Betty who by this time was sitting up with her legs dangling off the
bed. "Whatsa matter Chuckster?", she said pulling Chuckie to her. She
held him to her chest. "Ok. Now whatsa matter pup. Wo!" As Betty had
Chuckie standing so that her knee was between his legs, Chuckie began
wetting his pants. Betty looked down as she felt the warm pee dripping
on to her leg, and held Chuckie closer as he began to sob against her
chest. "I'll get something to clean that up.", Deedee said. "Must've
been the coke you drank Chuckie.", Betty said hugging him and patting
him on the back. "Poopoo.", Chuckie said, putting one hand on his rear.
His face turned red with the effort of holding in his poop. In spite of
his best efforts, Chuckie knew that he was going to poop his pants.
Betty must've sensed this, because she took his hand off his rear, and
placed it around her proportionate middle. "Honey. if you gotta' poop
that badly, you go right ahead and do it. I won't mind." She hugged
Chuckie closer, and waited for him to poop in his pants. "It's ok.",
she said. "You won't be in trouble. Will just tell people 'you had an
accident." Chuckie gave 'in, and hugged Betty closer. Betty knew what
he was about to do, and hugged Chuckie tighter. She then felt Chuckie's
abdominals begin to tighten against her stomach, and heard Chuckie
softly grunting. It was like The sound he made as a baby, playing in
the sandbox with Tommy and the twins, or when he stood at the side of
the playpen, languishing in the pleasant feelings coming from his
nether regions and he filled his diaper. Now, Betty could sense that
Chuckie was feeling helpless as for the first time since he was a baby,
he was losing control and was helplessly filling the back of his pants.
She would do what ever it took to comfort him, and help him to except
his situation. Betty placed her hand on Chuckie's bottom, and felt the
bulge growing in the back of his pants. The smell of poop filled the
room, making Betty hot. Then, she felt more wetness dripping on her
leg, as Chuckie's bladder and bowels automatically let go. Chuckie's
face turned bright red, and the bowel spasms he was having kept on
coming as his bottom made squelching, spluttering sounds. This lasted
for about 2 and a half minutes, and Betty could tell Chuckie was taking
a huge dump in his pants. When he was finished, Betty pulled Chuckie up
on to the bed and layed him on top of her. She knew he would feel
secure against her soft bosom. She heard Chuckie sigh, and felt him
wetting his pants again. The pee soaked her stomach, and she moaned in
extasy and her orgasm shuddered threw her. She placed Chuckie's 'mouth
on her nipple, and he began to suck. The sucking motions of his lips,
and the smell of poop sent her over the edge. She reached back and
squished the poop up Chuckie's butt. Chuckie remembered the pleasant,
squishy feeling of poop against his bottom from when he was a baby, and
it felt great to him. Chuckie began to hump against her until his body
shuddered in his own orgasm.
Before the men got home, Betty and Deedee had put all of the messy
clothes and bed linens in the washing machine, and had cleaned up the
spot on the rug where Chuckie had peed. If Stew asked why there was a
wet spot, or why the mattress had been flipped over, or why their were
sheets on it, "Deedee would say that she was changing Tommy's diaper on
the bed, and he had peed. If her story was believed, and if Stew didn't
think about the trajectory issues, all would be safe.
Betty and Deedee sat in the living room, drinking coffee, like any
other ordinary afternoon, as they waited for Chaz, Stew, and Howard to
arrive,. When they did, no questions were asked concerning the wet
spot. The story about Chuckie's accident was believed. "Oh well.
Accidents happen.", Chaz said picking Chuckie up. "Ready to go home
little guy?" Chuckie nodded happily, and they headed out the door.
Betty grabbed the twins, and she and Howard went home as well. "Did you
have a nice day?", Stew said. "Yes.", Deedee said. "It was just fine."
She began to think about the things she and Betty had done. "Yes. There
would be other times to have fun.", Deedee thought as she climbed in to
bed that night. "And many new things to try out." Yes there would be
lots of new things to try out with Chuckie, Tommy, Dil, Phil and Lil,
and Deedee could hardly wait to see how it would all turn out.
Chapter 3
The next day, after she'd had her little fling with Chuckie in the
grocery store bathroom, Deedee began thinking of how she could get Kira
into the act. After she'd eaten breakfast, she went over to Betty's
house to discuss the plans. Betty was there, sitting on the sofa, while
the twins wrestled in the play pen. "All right you pups. You behave
yourselves while Deed and I share a cup a Joe in the kitchen." The two
went into the kitchen and sat down at the table where they could keep
an eye on Phil and Lil. "I'll get the Java.", Betty said getting up and
reaching for the coffee mugs on the counter. She poured them each a
cup, and sat back down.
"So, how we gonna' get Kira to play along?" "I don't know Betty. Maybe
we could just tell her?" "Nah. She'd probably wanna' take our heads
off, and this mamma doesn't wanna' spend the best years of her life in
club fed. I just dunno Deed." "I've got it!", Deedee said, clapping her
hands in the air. "What?" "We could find a way to get Kira to see
Lipshitz, and he could introduce her to the concepts he introduced us
to!" "But how, Deed? That woman's got an iron constitutional." "Hmmm.",
Deedee thought, scratching her head. She couldn't think of a single
thing.
Later, as Betty and Deedee were still thinking of what to do, the
phone rang. Betty went to answer it. "hello? Betty?", said a voice on
the other end of the line. "Chaz? What in the world you doin' home so
early?" "Well, I just got the day off. Listen, I need to take Chuckie
to Dr. Lipshitz." "Chuckie?" "What's wrong Deedee asked. "Hold on.",
Betty said. "What's wrong with the Chuckster?" "He's starting to touch
himself." "Where?", Betty asked a little insistently. "Well, it's kind
of embarrassing." "Now look Chaz, how the heck am I gonna' know where
your talkin'' about, if you don't tell me?" "well:
he seems to be touching his...
uhh..
his peepee." Betty tried to stifle a smile as what Chuckie had been
doing dawned on her. "Ah... Wo!" "Yeah. I hope I didn't do anything
that caused him to act like this. Who knows, he might spread it to
Kimi, and then what would Kira and I due?" "Ah, I'm sure it's nothin''
Chaz, just go to Dr. Lipshitz and see what he has to say." "I just hope
he's ok. I wouldn't want anything to happen to him. He's my little guy
you know?" "I know Chaz. Let me know what he says, ok?" "Ok. Buy Betty,
and thanks." "Don't mention it Chaz. Buy."
"Who was that? And what was that about Chuckie going to Dr. Lipshitz?"
"Wo! Wo! One question at a time Deed. Chaz found the Chuckster playin''
with his Willie, and so he's takin'' him to Lipshitz." "Oh, I thought
it was something bad."
Chaz had called Kira on his cell phone, and she said she'd come right
over. They made an appointment for that afternoon with Dr. Lipshitz,
and they got ready.
In the car on the way to Dr. Lipshitz' office, Kimi and Chuckie sat in
car seats while their parents talked up front. "Ge. I hope nothing's
wrong with Chuckie." "I'm sure he's ok. Koibito. I'm sure it's
something that Dr. Lipshitz will be able to fix." "I hope so.", Chaz
said. "I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to my Chuckie."
"O, don't worry Chaz. I'm sure it'll be all right, and we'll have
Chuckie right as rain!"
"Ge Chuckie, I'm sorry you gotta'' go to the Dr. Why do you have to go
anyway?" "I dunno Kimi. My daddy starded actin a little funny when I
touched my special spot." "Where Chuckie?" "My peepee.", Chuckie
pouted. "oooo, I've never done that before!"
At Dr. Lipshitz office, Chaz sat in one of the big chairs which sat
facing the window. Chaz, a worried look on his paling face, turned to
Dr. Lipshitz.. "So your saying that this behavior is normal?" "Yes.",
Dr. Lipshitz said, putting his hands on the arms of the chair he was
sitting in. "The child is only wanting security in these types of
behaviors. I'm wouldn't be surprised if your daughter Kimi doesn't
exhibit the same behaviors already!" "Kimi!", Kira said, feeling a bit
more apprehensive than she had when they both walked into Dr. Lipshitz'
office. "Well doc, we really haven't been paying attention that much.",
Chaz said. "Although there was that time I was changing Kimi's diaper."
"Oh yes?", Dr. Lipshitz asked. He wanted to hear more. This was the
type of story he especially liked to hear, because unknown to his
clients, his pedophilic tendencies seemed to venture more into the
public, like a small child weighting a little further into the strong
current of a summer undertow, just to see how far he could venture out,
before he was sucked out to sea, caught in the grip of that powerful
pull. It was as if some monster were trying to disassemble his reason,
forcing Dr. Lipshitz relentlessly onward, caught in the grip of his
desires. But there was one thing he could count on. His reputation, the
trust that people had put in him to raise their children right seemed
to act as a shield, allowing the Dr. to secretly manipulate his clients
into carrying out his most darkest fantasies. Although, the more he
thought about it, the less it seemed that what he said about children
were lies. All his life, he'd studied the cultures of primitive tribal
tradition, and saw that children often were raised with sexual play as
the introduction to spiritual freedom. He didn't care whether their
actions were those of a lustful society, if you could call it that,
caring to little about whether they were harming their future
generations or not. He didn't care if such societies didn't even know
any better! All he cared about was that his clients bent to his
desires. Of course, there was probably some reason behind what he was
doing, existing in the deep dark roots of his subconscious, waiting to
drag him down to the primal hell that probably existed somewhere in his
childhood, but again, he didn't care. Nor did he want to know what that
reason was. The enjoyment of what he was doing held him captive, like
the pendulum of a clock will sometimes hold you captive, hypnotizing
you if you stair at it long enough. What he was doing, had already
coursed through his veins, and it was impossible to stop. He didn't
even want to stop. Dr. Lipshitz new on good authority that Drs. were
already practicing such things because of their understandings of
Child sexuality, but what Dr. Lipshitz was advocating was far from the
norm as far as other Drs. saw it. He was suggesting and promoting
incestual practices, "in order to teach children about sexuality", or
so he said. Dr. Lipshitz had no interest in teaching his clients about
how to raise children to explore themselves with the aid of their
privacy teaching them self-respect and growth through understanding of
their sex. Instead, Lipshitz advocated that the parents and friends of
their children be amerced in erotic lustful situations in order that
his lust might be satiated.
"What about this diaper changing episode?", the Dr. asked. "Well, I
was changing her diaper like I said, and I noticed she was coming down
with a diaper rash so I got out some decitin. I was rubbing it on
her... Her private area, and she began to... squirm!" "What was your
impression at that time." "I really didn't think she was acting...
Well, you know... Sexual. I just thought she was a little excited, the
way kids usually are. We were going to the zoo that day, and I assumed
that Kimi was excited, and couldn't wait to go." "You know doc, now
that I think of it, it almost seemed like she was trying to make more
contact with my fingers!" "Yes. That is it. Babies are sexual, and they
thrive on physical touch to receive happiness from those they love. But
if you stunt the child's sexual development, you could give him reasons
to have anxiety and social discomfort in later life. He's already
exhibiting symptoms of insecurity already. probably due to the death of
his mother. It seems to me that the child is seeking security from you
and his present mother.", he said looking at Kira.
All and all, Dr. Lipshitz thought his session with the Finsters went
quite well. Kira would need just a little more convincing, and she
would be fulfilling his desires. And he was sure that with the help
from Deedee and Betty, they would be converted pedophiles by the end of
the week.
Deedee and Betty sat in the living room, drinking coffee as they
watched their favorite soaps on TV while they waited to hear from Chaz
and Kira. "I wonder how they made out at Dr. Lipshitz?" "I dunno Deed.
Kira can be tough to convince." "Well, I hope everything goes all
right. I hate to see Chuckie and Kimi be deprived of their happiness. I
don't know how it would effect them both in the long run." "That's ok
Deed. If they don't listen to the doc, then we can show the pups a
thing or two about how to get the ovens heated up. Huh Deeders?" Well
I---" Just then the phone rang. "Hello?" Betty said. "Oh, hi ya Chaz."
She looked down at Phil who was getting red in the face. A few seconds
later, a loud, squelchy sound, accompanied by a long bubbling fart,
came from the direction of Phil's diaper. "Uhh, hold on. I'll put Deed
on the phone, Phillie's makin'' big business. She handed Deedee the
phone as she carried Phil into the nursery. "Hello Chaz." Deedee
listened intently as Chaz told them about the appointment with Dr.
Lipshitz.
In the nursery, Betty removed Phil's diaper, wiped his dirty bottom,
and was about to put another clean diaper on him, when his butt erupted
again, sending a spray of semisolid poop on to the changing table and
on to the new diaper she was about to put on him. "Ehh, can't use at'
one.", she said patiently. She waited a few minutes. Even though Phil
had stopped messing, she wanted to be sure that he was thoroughly
cleaned out. She'd forgotten that babies usually poop again if you
change their diapers immediately after they first open up. A few
minutes later, Phil fired his final shot, covering the table with more
mess. Betty cleaned off the changing table and threw the messy diaper
in the trash can. She was going to put a diaper on him, but thought for
a minute. "We got time before Chaz and Kira and the others get here.
Don't we?"
"And he said as long as we keep it up, Chuckie and Kimi will have
happy and secure lives." He sounded relieved, but Deedee still wasn't
sure about Kira. "What about Kira. What does she think about all of
this. It's got to be strange to hear all the things you thought were
harmful to a child, being prescribe by a Dr." "Oh, she's all right.
She's a little skeptical of Dr. Lipshitz' technique, but I told her I
would do anything to make my Chuckie happy." "Well, I hope everything
goes ok." "I'm sure it will Deedee, and thanks." "For what Chaz?" Just
then Betty came into the room. She held Phil in her arms, totally
naked! "Who's at? Chaz?" Deedee knotted. "Uhh you know. For being there
for all of us." "Certainly Chaz. We always wanna help you all out any
time. All you have to do is ask. We're all best friends!" "Yeah. Well
any way, thanks a lot Deedee." "Your welcome Chaz." Deedee talked for a
bit longer, and then hung up the phone. She told Betty about the
conversation she had with Chaz, and Betty sighed. "That's great
Deeders." She was now holding Phil on her lap. Deedee felt a tug on her
leg, and saw Lil standing there, her arms reaching out to her. "Oh, you
pore thing. You want some attention to?" Deedee picked the little
toddler up, and held her to her chest. She gently pulled at the tabs on
Lil's diaper, removing it and dropping it on the rug. She slowly
massaged Lil's pink pussy, causing little moans of pure delight to
escape from the little girls mouth. Betty watched her best friend
playing with her daughter's pussy. The sight made her moist just seeing
this social taboo that she'd never thought about until she talked to
Dr. Lipshitz, being played out right here in her home. She was stroking
Phil's tiny penis, when suddenly, Phil's penis became stiff, and he
began to soak the front of her blouse. "Aw Phillie! You're makin'' me
percolate." She positioned Phil higher so his pee was squirting on her
nipples. Betty shuddered with the beginnings of her orgasm. On the
other side of the room, Deedee felt her lap getting wet as Lil's body
began to stiffen, and she began to pee in the grip of her orgasm. It
seemed that there sexual habits almost occurred at the same time.
Deedee gently kissed Lil on the forehead. "There you go sweetheart.",
she said smiling down at the little girl in her arms.
Deedee and Betty had just gotten Phil and Lil in diapers, and had
changed in to new clothes, when they heard the phone ringing again. It
was Chaz saying that he and Kira would bring Chuckie and Kimi over.
They wanted to see what Dr. Lipshitz was talking about. Deedee and
Betty got the furniture cleaned up, and were just about to sit back
down when the doorbell rang. Betty got up and answered the door. "Hi ya
Chaz. I see ya brought the pups!" "Yeah, and Kira and I are a little
unsure of how this child sex thing works." "Well, don't you worry Chaz.
Deed's got a whole article Dr. Lipshitz wrote in her dresser." Betty,
Deedee, Chaz and Kira gathered around the computer, while Deedee showed
them Dr. Lipshitz' web site on child rearing. "You see Chaz? It says
that if not allowed to explore their sexual feelings in their infant to
toddler years, children can become withdrawn, and show a lack of
mistrust in later years of adolescence, and abstain from talking to
parents about critical matters, out of fear their parents will think
them bad or even dirty for having such desires." "Oh, my!", Chaz said
picking up Chuckie. "Don't worry little guy. We'll give you all the
love you need." "I still don't know Chaz." "Ah, what's to know Kira.
Look, lets take the pups into the living room and see how they take!",
Betty said. "Hmmm.", Kira said thinking. "Ok. But, if they don't like
it, than we won't do it any more. Ok coibito?", Kira said looking at
Chaz. "Fine.", Chaz said picking up Chuckie. Betty picked up Kimi, and
they all headed for the living room.
In the living room, Betty sat down with Kimi on her lap, and Kira sat
down in the easy chair with Chuckie. "You start first Kira.", Betty
prompted. "Kira, uncomfortable with the whole thing, was about to call
the whole thing off, when she felt Chuckie pressing his body against
her stomach. She looked down in amazement at the look of sensual
pleasure on Chuckie's face. Chuckie had remembered what it was like
lying in Betty's warm embrace the day before when he'd had his
accident. Curiously, Kira reached down and felt the protrusion in
Chuckie's shorts. He was erect! Despite her mixed feelings of confusion
and fear, Kira was beginning to be turned on by Chuckie's
ministrations. Betty looked at Kira and smiled. She knew that look in a
woman's eyes. She seen it hundreds of times before when her and Deedee
made love, and she knew that Kira was getting horny in spite of
herself. Betty placed her hand against Kimi's diaper and felt something
beating against it. "She's peeing!", Betty thought. She removed Kimi's
diaper, and wiped her clean with baby wipes. By this time, Kira had
removed Chuckie's clothes, and was now snuggling Chuckie's warm body
against hers. She felt his erect penis poking into her belly button.
"How does he know how to do this?", she wondered. She gently gripped
Chuckie's little penis between her thumb and forefinger, and began to
slowly masturbate him. "Now when the Chuckster comes, he's gonna pee,
so I'm just warnin'' ya now." "Oh, that's ok.", Kira said. KIRA gasped
as she felt a hand at her covered vagina. Chuckie was rubbing her pussy
with his little hand. The contact her clitoris was making with her
panties was driving her up the wall! She quickly pulled down her pants,
and allowed Chuckie's hand to enter her vagina. Kira moaned as she grew
closer and closer to her orgasm. Suddenly, she felt Chuckie's penis
grow stiff in her hand, and felt her stomach getting wet as Chuckie's
body grew stiff, and began to shudder. Chuckie began to pee as he felt
the waves of pleasure course up and down his spine. Involuntarily,
Chuckie's abdominals contracted, and Kira smelled the reek, as Chuckie
began to poop, caught in his climax, And not really caring what he did.
Kira, who had been almost on the edge of her climax, softly grunted, as
she coated Chuckie's hand with her come. Then, she kissed Chuckie on
the forehead, and thanked him for letting her know about his feelings.
Chuckie smiled, and rested his head against her breast. Unwittingly, he
found her nipple and began to suck. Kira stroked his head, and sighed
contentedly as the two of them lay back, relaxing in their afterglow.
Mean while, Betty had been fingering Kimi's pussy when she made a soft,
high pitched squeak, and began to cote Betty's hand with juices from
her pussy. Betty heard a gentle puth sound, as she felt Kimi begin to
poop. "Aw pup!", she grunted as she climaxed, her body shuddering as
she came. After she had come down a bit, she picked up Kimi and headed
for the changing table. Betty smiled down at her as she put a fresh
diaper on Kimi. "Yeah pup. You and your mommy are gonna do just fine."
Betty finished dressing Kimi, and lay with her on the sofa while Kira
and Chuckie got cleaned up.
The grownups discussed what had happened, and they all believed Dr.
Lipshitz to be telling the truth, based on what they'd witnessed that
day, and they all decided they would come over and do it again.
After the house was cleaned up Deedee went to her house. And Betty had
saw the Finsters to the door before she got ready for Howard to arrive.
Chaz and Kira had gone to their house, and had left the kids in
Chuckie's room, and had gone into the kitchen to discuss what had
occurred that day. "Chuckie?" "Yeah Kimi?" "Do you think we can do what
mommy and daddy do when dey' think we're sleepin''." "I dunno Kimi.
Maybe that's not such a good idea." "Come on, Chuckie. This is your
sister talkin''. I wouldin do anything to hurt you." "Well...
Ok." Kimi got on Chuckie's bed, and got on her back. Chuckie climbed
up beside her. "Ok. Now whaddo I do?" "First, we gotta'' get my diapee
off." Chuckie pulled at the tabs on Kimi's diaper,. For a moment, they
seemed to be stuck, but then, they broke loose. revealed, for the first
time ever, was Kimi's pussy, in plane sight for Chuckie to see. "Wo.
What's that?", Chuckie inquired, touching Kimi's lips. "Get on top of
me Chuckie!", Kimi said. Chuckie lay on top of her. "Now what?" "Put
your peepee in my peepee." "Are you sure mommy and daddy won't get
mad?" "Course I am, Chuckie. They're in da kitchen!" Chuckie gave in,
and stuck his erect penis in Kimi's vagina. The two embraced, rocking
back and forth, feeling the exquisite pleasure of being rapped up in
one another, feeling the warmth of each others bodies, as they moved
toward their climax. "Uhh oh, Chuckie, it's gonna happen." "Oh no.
What?", Chuckie asked apprehensively. Just then, Kimi's pussy gripped
Chuckie's penis and began to rhythmically squeeze it. Chuckie was
amazed at the feeling that this produced. All at once, Chuckie felt his
penis grow stiff, and he pushed forward up to the hilt, as his body
shuddered in a powerful orgasm. Chuckie and Kimi began to pee at the
same time, giving into their primal urges. They cuttled closer as their
abdominals began to contract. Chuckie felt something warm, moving
underneath him, rubbing against his balls. He heard Kimi grunting, and
could smell her poop as he felt his own abdominals tighten, as he began
to involuntarily push on the mass in his rectum. Kimi saw the look on
her brother's face, and knew he was taking a dump too. She pulled him
closer, as she felt Chuckie's bowel movement drop on her pussy, where
it fell on to her own pile of poop. That smell one usually associates
with babies and toddlers permeated the room as the two of them lay
there, exhausted from there excursion. And as they drowsed in the
pleasant afterglow of their orgasm, they both fell asleep in each
others arms.
Outside, Chaz and Kira peaked in the doorway to make sure the two of
them were done. They were both shocked at first, when they saw their
children humping one another on the bed, but then they both remembered
Dr. Lipshitz' web site. They both surmised that if they were engaging
in these types of activities without being taught how to perform them,
then what Dr. Lipshitz wrote about child sexuality must be true. They
both didn't consider that either Chuckie or Kimi might've been taught
by Deedee or Betty these things. After all, Deedee or Betty wouldn't do
something to their children without their consent. Would they?
Kira and Chaz were glad they had such helpful, loving neighbors, and
they would allow Deedee and Betty to babysit them for years to come.
Chaz and Kira picked up Chuckie and Kimi and wiped their little bottoms
with baby wipes. Kira put a fresh diaper on Kimi. as Chaz removed the
wet and dirty sheets from the bed. He dumped what stool he could in to
the toilet, and then handed the bedclothes to Kira, who put them in the
washer. Chaz wiped off the plastic sheet on Chuckie's mattress, and put
new sheets on the bed. Then, the two of them put Chuckie and Kimi into
bed, and tucked the two of them in. They knew that thanks to the
educational wisdom of Dr. Lipshitz, Deedee and Betty, their children
would have happy lives for years to come. Chaz and Kira walked out the
door, turned off the light, and together, they blew Chuckie and Kimi a
kiss as they whispered, "Good night."
THE END