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Big Babies
I room with another girl at college we are 19 and 20. Fairly quiet girls.
My room mate Marcy is always on her computer. I use mine mainly for mail
and chatrooms on the weekends. I dont date much, and Im not into college
kid shenanigans.
It didnt take the two of us long to become good friends. We met as
freshmen at
UCLA, in the dorm. (After one year living in the dorm, we decided that
inorder to retain our sanity, we should get an apartment.) We both have
jobs and scholarships, so we are getting by  fine. 

Just one day last semester I came upon her computer. It was running. And
her open files were there. I know I shouldnt have looked. But couldnt help
myself. She has long lists of penpals. With all kinds of kinky sex habits
and interests. I dont mind a little experimentation. Afterall, I havent
got that much experience, Im only 19 and I dont believe in sleeping with
every man on campus. But after finding a box of Pampers, baby wipes, a
thermometer and Vaseline stashed under her bed, I began looking for MORE
clues.  Was she playing house? Or did she like to play doctor? I loved
those games as a child. I work Monday,  Wednesday and Friday afternoons at
the mall. Marcy sells life insurance policies. She's gone for a couple of
hours every night, except weekends. We  manage to have some time together.
Its so much nicer than living alone. I have a couple of other nice girl
friends plus a guy named Doug that I date about twice a month, or whenever
there's a special event. I noticed she didnt have much company over after
she started with the insurance job. Her dad is an agent and told her how
much more she could earn by selling.  Anyway, it seems like she was
spending more and more time on the computer. (We each have our own.)

One night when she was out, I turned on her computer, she didnt know I had
some of her codes. And  browsed around. When I found an encrypted file, I
was more curious than ever. I played with it. And I played with it. It
took me 2 weeks to figure out how to read those files. She had all kinds
of kinky letters and stories about adults who like to dress up and act
like babies. I barely had time to turn off the machine when she walked
into the front door downstairs. I heard the big door slam.

"Ellen", she yelled. "Im home. You here?"

"Yes Marcy, Im upstairs peachy-pie, there's a message for you from 
Chucky. I think he wants to go out with you again, I was sitting here when
he left his message. He wants you to pamper him. Or something."

Taking long strides she glided into the room, all of her 4'11 figure
mesmerizing me. I am short. 5'2". So I love to have friends that are
shorter than me. Makes me feel tall. They are so cute! I often feel like
hugging them and patting their cute little heads (which I dont cuz they
usually dont appreciate it :-).

She walked past me and smacked my behind, "I'll call him back, he likes me
to put Pampers on him, not pamper him." She grinned.

"Are you serious?, I asked.

"Yes. He has a bladder problem, sometimes he uses a catheter. At night he
puts a diaper on just incase. Ive known him since Chem 1A. He has some
sort of medical problem. He needs surgery but puts it off. Doesnt trust
doctors and hospitals."  informed my roomie.

"Why would he tell you all this stuff? Wasnt he embarrassed?" I wanted to
know.

"A little bit", she started out slowly."I tried to seduce him in the back
of his van one night and noticed something hard in his Levi's. It wasnt
his penis."

Her voice went low as she continued, " He unzipped his pants and showed me
the catheter. He took it out. We made love. Afterwards he  asked me to
diaper him. He was so shy right then. I did it real quick so as not to
make him feel silly."

"I know what a catheter is, its a tube that drains the urinary bladder, my
sister is a nurse at Good Samaritan", I chimed in. "Poor guy.  Im never
here often enough to visit with him when he comes to see you. He seems
like a great guy."

"He is. And his disability has given me a kinky opportunity." She said
with a smile.

******************************
The next week, I came home late from the mall job in old town. And heard
giggles from the upstairs study. I peeked through the crack in the door.
There were candles. The room was dimly lit. They were rolling on the
floor. Marcy was preparing to pin  a diaper on Chucky.

"Wait Baby, let Mommie take off your old wet smelly diaper." She said,
cooingly.

Chucky looked like he was in nirvana. A glazed  stare graced his face. He
looked satisfied.. I saw a jar of Vaseline in a beam of sunlight that
filtered through the torn window shade. I couldnt make the connection.


She got some perfumed baby wipes and washed his perineum and bottom,
getting a second one to clean his butt crack . She dried hiim with a towel
and rolled him over her lap to powder his bottom. He sighed. Rolling him
over onto his back and a waiting diaper, she powdered his front, and taped
the disposable   diaper on him.
It fit.....snuggly. She put him on her ample lap and held him tight.

"Mommy love Baby, Baby love Mommy?" She cooed to him.

"Chucky wuvs Mommy", he said in a breathy voice. He sounded post orgasmic.

I felt a little silly watching  all this go down.   But I could see that
she genuinely cared for him. And they were enjoying themselves, and they
werent bothering anybody, so, "go for it", is how I felt. I guess you
could consider this safe sex.      I backed away and went into my room to
check my e-mail, then got a snack from my closet shelf.  I lay down to
take a nap. I couldnt tell if my allergies were worse or if I was coming
down with a cold. I took a Benedryl. 

I heard the door close and assumed Chucky was leaving, by the noisy sound
of his plastic diaper cover, Levis, and all.Then I heard the roar of his
van and his stereo as he headed back to his frat house. He said it was
convenient living on campus. 
 O-kay...

I saw Marcy go past my door. She was wearing a tight fitting diaper and
sucking, alternately, on a baba, and then a binki!! She was slurping away
and enjoying the afterglow of her afternoon trist with her Baby Chucky.
She wore a short, pink, baby doll nightie and pink booties . Chuck really
knows how to dress a Baby Girl!!

+++++++++++++++++++++++
The next day while Marcy was in classes, I peeked thru her computer stuff
again. My head was stuffed up. I felt a little hot. Fatigue set in, so I
lounged in bed.
I saw Chucks letters. Apparently she had been penpals with him before they
met at UCLA. They both were Adult Babies in a club of some sort. Mind
blower!
I wondered if there was a man in this computer for me. Doug was nice. But 
the kinkiest thing he ever wanted to do was stick his tongue in my ear.

That afternoon my capable roomy came home.

"Ellen, havent you been to class today?, Are you sick? Whats wrong with
you?"

I poked my head up, "Ive got a bad cold, and I keep running to pee all
day. Hope I dont have a bladder infection too."

She turned down the light to make my eyes feel better, and put the TV on
the 
soap opera we both watched together every afternoon. It was our way of
touching base and communicating things. She felt my forehead and announced
she would make me a bowl of soup and half a peanut butter sandwich. Its
not a good idea to offer too much food to a person who isnt feeling well.

I sat up in bed munching away. Soon the soap was over. We started talking
about Chucky and their diaper fetish. She admitted they both loved to wear
them. And told me lots of secrets about herself. I let go with a couple of
mine.

"I gotta go to the bathroom for the 40th time today.", I moaned.

"Let me put these Pampers on you, then you wont have to get up again,
youll get more rest, "she said sincerely.

"I feel so bad. I believe I wont turn you down. Hurry, I need to get some
Z's", I muttered.

"First I want to take your temperature", she said ominously, as she sat on
the edge of her bed.

" Pull off your pajama bottoms and panties and lie across my lap. Come on
Baby.!
Lie on Mommys lap. Lie down!. Ive seen your sister the nurse do it to her
kids.", and she patted her lap again.

"Oh God, just let me rest, isnt it enought I agreed to wear the diapers?,"
I moaned.

She patted her lap again, and with a stern look, yanked my pants down. She
took my arm and pulled me down on her lap. The sheets on her bed were cool
on my face. She positioned me securely then
 reached over to her nightstand and    got a jar of Vaseline. Dipping her
finger in it, she gently lubricated my anus. Then dipped the stubby baby
thermometer into the jar. 

"Now, take a deep breath and try to relax your bottom, just exhale as I
slide it  into in you." She rubbed my butt cheeks in a circular fashion to
help me relax down there.

Her fingers pulled my butt cheeks apart and tickled as she felt around for
my anal opening in the dimly lit room. All off a sudden,
I felt cold glass entering my behind. I shivered a bit. Its so pointy.
Slowly and deliberately she pushed, til it was completely burried in my
ass. She put her warm hand over my bottom and held the thermometer between
her fingers. Ooh. I was feeling a little horny and wishing Doug was here
now. I would love to lower myself onto his big prick with this glass up my
ass.  I'd come in a frenzy.

 I was restless. I kept looking around the room.

"Lie still for me!", she chided.

In 3 minutes she removed it,  "101 degrees rectal. Not too bad. Here are
some asperin. Take them now." She directed firmly.

"Youre getting an enema NOW. It may help reduce your fever," she said as
she lay me on the cool bathroom floor on my side. Adding more lubricant to
my pink pucker, she brought the baby enema syringe and gave me 3 full
loads of salt water solution up my hiney hole. It felt nice going in. Soon
I had the urge to evacuate.
Then she lay me down for another dose to make sure. Three more fizzy loads
of water went up my dark recesses. I wanted to make myself come, the enema
was exciting me. 

"Lie on your tummy with your hand down where your panties go. Thats a good
baby. Make yourself feel good. Come on, you need to cum. You know you need
it. If you dont do it Mommy will have to do it for you!"

I asked "Right here? Right Now?" feeling a bit awkward. 

Yes she ordered, "Right here and right now." Encouraging me in a very
chipper tone of voice. She kept her eyes on me as I fucked myself. It
excited me more & more.
Every drop of embarrassment converted to sexual energy.

I played with my clit, and soon, I had an nearly debilitating orgasm.
Yummmm.
Then she lay me on my back with my baby bottom thrust up and my knees over
my tummy as she diapered me. First the powder. It felt so nice. 

+++++++++++
Next morning I woke up so warm down in my dydee. It felt so warm and wet
and nice. I felt completely relaxed.  

My roomie walked in, "Hi Peachy-pie, feel better?"

"I sure do, my head quit hurting, fever must be down, " I replied.

"Wellllll, its better not to guess about these things. Let me help you off
with this diaper. My its wet. Nice and sloshly. Like it? Does it feel
good? I guess you got lots of rest. Now, lie across my lap darling."

I found myself in this submissive posture again. I sucked my thumb for
comfort. Like a typical baby, I couldnt understand why she was doing this
to me and it made me feel so upset and whiney, I cried and cried and
cried. I wanted my pacifier to calm myself. Again she lubricated my back
door and took my temperature rectally, going in slowly, and coming out
slowly. Her hand held it in place all the while. Soon I was limp with
relaxation. 

She rolled me over on my back, cleaned me with baby wipes.

Then she spread my fat baby legs where she could check my perineal area,
"I see you need a little cleaning here", as her tongue lapped at my clit
and surrounding area. She got me spottlessly clean. Then she lotioned me
all over. And put a fresh dry diaper on me. Gave my bottom love pats and
held me with my head in her lap. She had a nice baba full of milk for
breakfast. Then shen turned me on my side to pat my heavy diapered bottom
and hummed a tune til I fell asleep, sucking my thumb.  Yummmy yum,  good
thumb!

 At noon, she put her finger in my diaper  to test for moisture, but I was
 dry.  She turned me on my tummy and checked my temperature again.
AFterwards she inserted her oily finger up me and began to stimulate me. 
I got an orgasm.  Then she took an aspirin suppository and pushed it way
up my tiny rectal canal with her big fat, long finger!!!. My that was
tight. Now in addition to becoming sloshy wet, I was all oily down there.
It was heavenly.     I was a good baby and did not cry this time. My
bootied feet kicked and squirmed. Then she fed me my lunch. It was a baby
bottle of tomato soup, my favorite!! 

As I finished, she inserted a huge adult size Binki into  my mouth.
Instinctively I began to suck. She rocked me back and forth.

"Suck baby, suck. That soothe you?  Awwwww, hug baby, hug and hug.  If
youre a good baby Mommy will breast feed you for dinner. Nite nite Baby."
She said as she massaged her breast and showed it to me. The nipple was
rock hard. Soon I was taking a nap in my beddy bye just like Mommy  me
wanted to! I didnt want to miss anything she had in store for me!
***********************$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$***********************
I dont dread getting sick with a roomate like her. If only I can find a
man   as creative as she is!!!

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