Title: Miranda
Author: Kael
Keywords: Fg, ped, ds, ageplay, humil, exhib, oral

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     Once when I was 11, my stepmother Miranda was babysitting me
while my dad was out of town at a conference. She was 36 at the
time, tall, slim, slightly large breasts, reddish-brown hair that
hung to just below her shoulders, and brown eyes. I was pale,
thin, hadn't begun developing breasts yet, had very long blond
hair, and blue eyes.

     On one particular day, I was extremely bored, and I was
complaing to Miranda about it. She suggested we play a game, but
she told me that it was a secret game that wouldn't be fun unless
I promised not to tell anyone about it. I was intrigued and
quickly agreed. "All right," she said, "Let's play baby and mommy
then." I giggled and raised my eyebrows at her.

     "Miranda, that game's for little kids. Besides, I don't even
have my baby dolls anymore." She smiled and said that we wouldn't
be playing with baby dolls, that she would be the mommy, and I
could be her baby. Well, this was new, so I agreed to try it. I
knew I was getting older, and I guess the thought of being little
again for a little while was comforting.

     "OK, sweetie, let's go get you dressed in your baby clothes.
Remember to call me Mommy now," Miranda said.

     "Yes, Mommy," I replied and giggled a little to myself at
how strange it felt to call her that. She took me by the hand and
led me into her bedroom. She knelt down in front of me and ran
her hands up and down my arms before taking the bottom of my
t-shirt and pulling it off over my head, Then she unbuttoned my
jeans and slid them down my legs. She slipped her hands under the
hem of my panties and I stepped back. "Miranda, what are you
doing?"

     "Shh, I'm Mommy now remember?" She ran a finger lightly down
my tummy and over my belly button, and I shivered. "Babies don't
wear big girl panties, and they can't undress themselves, so I
need to take them off for you. It's part of the game." She smiled
at me reassuringly and then slipped her fingers under my panties
and slid them down and off my legs. She stood and picked me up,
holding my naked body against her and taking me over to the bed.
I felt her soft sweater rubbing against my skin while she walked.
She laid me on my back in the center of her bed and told me to
stay still. I watched her as she walked into her and my dad's
bathroom and rummaged around in the back of her drawers. When she
came back, she was holding a thermometer, a diaper, baby wipes,
and baby powder. "OK, sweetie, before we get you into your
diaper, we need to make sure you're healthy. She sat down on the
bed and told me to lie over her lap on my stomach. I felt her
hands separate my butt cheeks and then she slid the thermometer
into my butt. It felt uncomfortable, and I moaned a little, but
she stroked the back of my head and rubbed my back to calm me.
"It's OK, it'll be over soon baby. I just have to make sure
you're not sick." After about a minute, the thermometer beeped
and she pulled it out. "OK, your temperature is normal, now we
can get you diapered." I lay on the bed on my back and looked up
at her. Her eyes wandered over my naked body, taking in my pink
nipples, soft tummy, and smooth pussy. She took my ankles and
held up my legs and hips while she slid the diaper under my butt.
She fastened it around me, making sure it wasn't too tight, and
then she let me sit up. "Now, you're only a baby in a diaper, so
you don't have to use the potty anymore. If you need to, you can
pee in your diaper, OK?" I nodded and wiggled, unused to the warm
crinkly softness of a diaper. "I want to hear you say it, Allie.
Tell me that you understand."

     "I understand, Mommy." I shivered as the a/c blew against my
bare body, and I curled my legs up to my chest, and smiled at
'Mommy.'

     "Very good, Allie. Now, are you feeling hungry?" I nodded,
and she smiled. She leaned back against the headboard and took
off her shirt. She was wearing a cream satin bra. My eyes widened
when she unclasped it and took it off, and I saw her soft breasts
and large brown nipples. She motioned me onto her lap and cradled
me against her, one hand on the back of my neck. She took one of
her breasts near the nipple and held it close to my mouth. I knew
that she was just breastfeeding me like all mommies do for their
babies and that this was part of our game. I took her nipple in
my mouth and sucked on it hungrily. I heard her sigh sotly and
relax, and I sucked harder, feeling her nipple harden in my
mouth. After a while, she switched tits, and I sucked on the
other one. "Mmm, very good, little one," she moaned. I reached a
hand up to hold her breast, squeezing it gently with my little
fingers as I suckled. When I was finshed I sat up and faced her,
leaning against her and resting my head on her shoulder. I could
feel her breasts and hard nipples against my flat chest and soft
pink nipples. She ran her hands through my long soft hair slowly
over and over again, letting it fall back down against my bare
back. I fell asleep for a litte while I think, cuddling with her.

     When I woke up, I was still in the diaper, lying on my back
in Daddy and Miranda's bed.  Miranda was standing over me with a
camera, taking pictures. I shrieked and rolled over, pulling a
pillow to try and cover me. "Miranda, what are you doing?!"

     "I'm just taking some pictures, sweetie, so I can remember
what a fun time we had today.  You don't mind, do you?  Now, be a
good girl, and do what I say.  Come lay on your back and close
your eyes like you're asleep."

     I shook my head. "I don't want pictures of it, Miranda," I
said shivering. Miranda smiled at me, and walked over to the bed.
 She stroked my hair and gently tugged the pillow away from me
and threw it on the floor.  She pushed me down onto my back and
kissed my belly button, then she kissed me, pressing her lips
against mine.  I knew it was wrong, but I kissed her back. She
pulled away and picked up the camera.  I frowned, but I did as
she told me.  She took several pictures of me.  She took the
diaper off me and gave me a pair of blue cotton panties to wear.
Then she climbed off the bed and set up the camera to record
video.  She put it on a tripod, went over to her dresser, and
when she came back to bed she had a tube of lipstick.  It was a
bright, tomato red.  She sat behind me and I leaned against her,
both of us facing the camera.

     "Everyone, this is my stepdaughter, Allie.  She loves me
very much, and I love her."  Miranda opened the lipstick and told
me to sit still.  She put some lipstick on my lips and wrote
something with it on my belly.  I looked down and saw the letters
"I am a slut" standing out in bright red against my pale skin. 
Miranda smiled at the camera and then leaned down to whisper in
my ear.  "Go on sweetie, tell them what I wrote on you."  I
looked into the camera's lens and shuddered.  Why was Miranda
doing this? Who else would see it?

     She pinched my shoulder, and shakily I said, "I am a slut."
Miranda pulled me back against her and kissed the side of my
neck.  She wrapped one arm around my stomach and slipped her
other hand into my panties.  She squeezed my bald, pink pussy and
I sighed.  She rubbed it, softly at first and then harder and
harder, she pushed a finger up into my tight cunt, and I moaned
loudly.  She fingered me for several minutes, while I moaned in
pleasure, arching my young body in pleasure.  Miranda lay down
and told me to turn around.  I knelt between her spread legs,
still shaky.  She told me to finger her and I did, three of my
fingers thrusting in and out of her wet pussy over and over while
she moaned happily.  She pushed my head down and I licked and
sucked on her swollen clit while I fingered her.  She wrapped her
legs around my head, holding it against her, and finally
shuddered and came.  I pulled my fingers out of her, and she sat
up and turned me to face the camera again.  While she rubbed my
pussy, she told me to lick my fingers clean of her cum, and I
did, savoring its salty sweet flavor.  We must have been quite a
sight on that camera screen: A pale young girl with big blue eyes
and long blond hair, the phrase "I'm a slut" marring her belly in
bright red letters, licking her fingers clean of cum, while her
middle-age stepmother rubs her young pussy.

     "Call me your Mommy, and tell me how much you love me,"
Miranda whispered as she pushed my panties down my legs.

     "I love you, Mommy," I said obediently, and spread my legs
for the camera at Miranda's guidance.

     "Tell me you'll do whatever I as you to."

     "I'll do whatever you ask of me, Mommy."

     "Now read your stomach again."

     "I'm a slut."  Miranda grinned and spread my pussy lips for
the camera, she took the gold metal tube of toothpaste and pushed
it inside me. I moaned and she giggled and pulled it in and out a
few times.

     "Tell me you like that because you're my slut, Allie."

     "Mommy, I like how that feels because I'm your slut."
Miranda pinched my nipples, squeezing them until they were hard
and then got up and walked over to the camera.  She gestured at
me what to do, and I did it for her, my mommy.  I squeezed and
pinched my nipples, rubbing my breasts while I slowly fucked
myself with the lipstick, legs spread, sometime crying a little.
After a while, Miranda turned the camera off and told me I should
go to my room and clean up.  She warned me not to tell anyone
what we'd done and reminded me that if I did, I would get in
trouble too.
