by Moore, Tina
“Did you want to go home now?” I asked stroking her check. She looks up at me and nervously touches my breasts over my blazer. I unbutton it as well as my red satin blouse and let her feel me.
“I am home,” Taylor replies vulnerably making me smile knowing that I’ve claimed my baby girl at last.
Playing Doctors and Nurses
“There you are baby,” Amanda said excitedly seeing Mindy walk into the bar. It was the monthly Kinksters mingle at a bar one of the members owned. This was Mindy’s favorite night of the month when she could crawl around in the specially set up nursery at the far end of the bar and have her Mommy give her all her love. Amanda flung her arms around Mindy and took her hand immediately leading her to the area the owner had set up for the babies.
“No, you can’t have that my love,” Amanda told Mindy who reached for her wine. Amanda had worn Mindy’s favorite outfit. A long white dress with brown knee-high boots and her hair done up in a messy bun. Mindy loved seeing Amanda, outside of these nights, she knew nothing about her. Not where she worked or what she did for fun other than treat Mindy like the most precious baby girl.
Amanda pushed Mindy gently to the padded floor and began to change her out of her adult clothes into something more appropriate for the evening. Mindy used to bring her clothes, diapers, and toys, but from the time she and Amanda had begun their relationship, Amanda had chosen what she would wear. Tonight she had chosen a yellow t-shirt with a white duck on the front and matching frilly socks. She didn’t want a diaper cover on Mindy tonight and left her duck print diaper exposed for everyone to see.
“Who’s Mommy’s pretty little princess,” Amanda cooed as she shook a pacifier in Mindy's face waiting for her to part her lips.
“I am Mommy,” Mindy excitedly replied, opening her mouth so Amanda could put the pacifier in. Amanda and Mindy played all night. A few times, other Mommy’s came over to talk to Amanda and to compliment her on having such a well behaved baby. There were a few brats there on this particular evening, and Amanda was happy Mindy was not one of them.
“She’s a good girl,” Amanda said affectionately to another Mommy who was spanking her baby for not sharing the toys with the others while looking at Mindy who was making a tower out of the blocks.
As the night progressed and the Mommy’s and Daddy’s enjoyed more drinking, Mindy watched as one by one the other baby’s found themselves bent over a knee or table taking a spanking.
“I’m a good girl, Mommy?” Mindy asked fearfully. She hoped it wouldn't be her next who would be spanked in front of the others.
“The very best, but if Mommy wants that little bottom of yours spanked red, that’s what’s going to happen, little girl,” Amanda replied reading Mindy face and understanding her meaning. Luckily for Mindy, Amanda had chosen not to spank her that evening. She had felt Amanda’s spankings before and knew they were not something taken lightly.
The night passed more quickly than Amanda or Mindy would have liked, and after what felt like far too soon Amanda was taking off Mindy’s socks, diaper, and t-shirt and helping her get dressed in her grown-up clothes.
“I hate this part,” Mindy said as she zipped up her jeans. Amanda smiled sympathetically and pulled her in for a hug.
“I know baby,” she whispered patting Mindy’s bottom.
Mindy woke up on the day she had been dreaming about. Today she would begin her first day at a newly built hospital as a Doctor for Oncology. She dressed in a cream-colored knee length pencil skirt with a light blue button-down blouse tucked in. Her shoes were a sensible height, a cream color which slipped perfectly over her nude pantyhose.
“Wow,” Mindy said out loud as she let her thick wavy mane of light brown hair out and swayed, loosening the waves.
Mindy was inducted and filed the required paperwork before she began to be introduced to the nurses who were on her ward. By lunch, her mind was spinning, and as she began to set up her office, she heard a knock at her door. Opening the door, she dropped the pen she was holding upon seeing Amanda stand opposite her on the other side of the door.
“I thought I taught you better than that,” Amanda said in a low tone pushing Mindy to the side and walking into her office. Mindy shut the door behind her and turned around to see Amanda sitting on the edge of her desk.
“Nice,” she said, looking around admiring Mindy’s taste.
“What are you doing here?” Mindy finally said in a hoarse voice. Amanda got up and walked to her, grabbing her by the hair and pulling it back as she had done when Mindy had been naughty at a previous meeting. It felt different her doing it now when it was just the two of them in this very adult setting.
“I work here and if you think I’m going to be taking any orders from you little girl you are sadly mistaken,” Amanda replied, letting Mindy’s hair go.
“I was never going to order you around, Mo, I mean Amanda. I just want to do my job,” Mindy answered, a little whine escaping her voice and making Amanda smile victoriously.
“Do you think you’re a big girl now in your pretty office and big girl clothes,” Amanda teased pulling at Mindy’s blouse from her skirt. Mindy quickly rushed to tuck it back in as Amanda pulled her into her and held her firmly. She began rubbing her arse over her skirt the way Mindy loved until she stopped struggling to break free.
“Mommy is going to come in here after work baby, and you are going to change into something a little bit more to my liking,” Amanda said as she kissed Mindy’s cheek and left the office.
Mindy waited for Amanda to arrive, but at 7 pm she decided to go home. Just as she was opening the door to her office, Amanda turned around the corner and began walking along the corridor to Mindy.
“I hope you weren’t thinking of leaving when I told you to wait for me,” Amanda said as she walked past Mindy and put her bag on Mindy’s desk.
“Are you going to shut the door, or do you want everyone to see you, baby?” Amanda asked loudly, making Mindy shut the door quickly hoping no one heard her. Amanda laughed and began unpacking a diaper to Mindy’s horror.
“I can’t do that here, Amanda,” Mindy hissed. Amanda walked over to Mindy, spun her around and spanked her hard on her arse.
“You’ll call me Mommy here, there, every fucking where baby girl,” Amanda said as she took a changing mat and powder in one hand and a diaper and pacifier in another.
“Lay down for Mommy,” Amanda said as she placed the changing mat in the middle of the floor and patted it lovingly. Mindy approached slowly, and Amanda reached up and pulled her by the hand to the ground, making her whimper as she lay down. Amanda ran her hands up Mindy’s skirt and pulled down her pantyhose until they were at her ankles. She took a pair of scissors and cut off Mindy’s g-string and threw the ruined garment in the bin.
“You won’t be needing this again,” Amanda stated. Next, she made Mindy lift her bottom, and she slid the diaper underneath her. Amanda took out a double padded wad and made the diaper ever thicker between Mindy’s legs making her begin to fuss.
“Now now baby girl Mommy knows what you need,” Amanda said as she pushed a pink pacifier into Mindy’s mouth and snapped her fingers at her angrily as she tried to take it out. Submitting, Mindy kept it in and began sucking on it as she fought not to enter her baby headspace. Amanda put fresh powder on Mindy and fastened the diaper in place, pushing it into Mindy who squirmed. She then took the pantyhose and rolled them back up Mindy’s legs, pulling them over her puffy diaper, securing it in place. Amanda rolled down Mindy’s skirt and enjoyed watching her fight herself as a big thick puffy diaper was locked in place over her grown-up skirt.
“That’s more like it baby,” Amanda said, looking at Mindy who still had a pink pacifier in her mouth.
“I know just the person who would like to see this,” Amanda said as a knock came from the door. Mindy’s eyes went wide, and she tried to stop Amanda, who only grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back. As Amanda opened the door, Mindy was stunned to see th
e director of the hospital standing there looking at her. The director was in her mid 50’, and her mean stare and womanly body made Mindy excited and nervous at the same time.
“You said you had a good girl, but I hadn’t realized she would be so easily babied,” the director exclaimed locking the door behind her.
“You can call me Auntie Lisa baby Mindy. I’m going to have some fun with you,” the director said slowly unbuttoning Mindy’s blouse. Mindy looked from Amanda to the director and was lost as to what to do. Before she knew it her blouse was on the floor and so was her skirt and heels. The director had tied her wrists behind her back and was pulling up a frilly pink skirt over Mindy’s large diaper. Even with the pantyhose squishing it down, Mindy’s diaper exaggeratedly stuck out from the rest of her. The director sat on the floor, and Amanda pushed Mindy down, making her fall on her face and letting out a whimper of pain.
“Oh, did the baby hurt herself?” The director cooed picking Mindy up and laying her upwards across her lap. Mindy slowly nodded her head, feeling herself seep into her little headspace. Amanda noticed it too and came over with Mindy’s favorite blankie snuggling it into her face. Before Mindy realized she had the director’s womanly breast in her mouth and was being rocked as she nursed.
“She likes that,” Amanda said, looking at Mindy’s fluttering eyes.
“She’ll be asleep soon, and milk will spill from her pretty mouth, here,” Amanda added, handing the director an extra cloth to mop up Mindy.
“That promotion you put in for. You just got it,” the director said to Amanda, who kissed Mindy’s head.
“Thank you,” she replied, walking to the door, leaving Mindy in the arms of the director and her mouth full of her milk.
Amanda was right; she is a sleeping girl , the director thought as she felt Mindy’s body become heavy with sleep. The director had already planned for Mindy to start a week later her coming in today was solely for this. The director dressed again and knowing the ways out of the hospital, which would cause the least attention, she picked up Mindy and carried her to her car.
When Mindy was all buckled in, the director turned the car on and began the drive to her house.
“Where am I?” Mindy asked as she sleepily woke up from the bumps on the road. The director put her hand on the front of Mindy’s diaper and rubbed it lovingly.
“You’re alright, baby girl. Your Mommy and I have decided I will look after you for one week and she will look after you every other week. We know how much you love being cared for, and now you can be cared for more than a few hours a month,” the director explained pushing on Mindy’s bladder making her squirm. Mindy hadn’t realized Amanda would take her complaint about leaving the bar quite so far.
“But I have to work; you hired me!” Mindy said as she continued to squirm under the director’s touch.
“You’ll be starting next week baby girl. Then you’ll be changed and fed and come home with me for a week, and the following week you’ll do whatever your Mommy wants you to do. Don’t bother complaining about it; the decision has already been made,” the director sternly replied pinching Mindy’s nipples over the pink long sleeve she had dressed her in while she was asleep.
“Here we are baby,” she said, pulling into a dark garage and closing the door before getting out. The director came around to Mindy’s side and let her out, taking her hand and leading her inside. Mindy’s diaper was so thick she had to waddle, and the director loved seeing her new little girl have to waddle fast to keep up. The director brought Mindy to a room which made her gasp. She saw a cot and a changing table, a locked fully enclosed cage which had a padded floor and stuffed toys, a toy box and a rocking horse which had a pair of hand and ankle cuffs attached to it.
“Do you like it, little girl?” The director asked as Mindy dropped to her knees and crawled into the room. She began looking through the toy box and found a big soft yellow duck she dragged around the floor with her by the wing. The director smiled as she watched Mindy touch the cage nervously.
“That’s where naughty babies go. You’re not a naughty baby, are you sweetie?” The director asked coming over and opening the cage door, laughing when Mindy quickly crawled to the other side of the room and shook her head. The director pulled Mindy to her feet and led her to the rocking horse.
“You’re going to play here while I sort out some dinner alright baby,” she explained as she cuffed Mindy’s wrists and ankles to the horse and used the remote to make it start rocking. Mindy was surprised it had come with a remote. She was also surprised at how narrow the place to sit was. As the rocking horse moved forward and back, Mindy could feel the thin piece of wood between her legs push into her diaper and rub her pussy. Before long, the motion of back and forth has separated Mindy’s pussy lips, and her clit was being forcefully rubbed along the diaper as she rocked. The director came back into the room and watched as Mindy was made to cum by the rocking horse and smiled, seeing her nipples go hard and her hips grind down into her diaper.
“It looks like someone is enjoying themselves,” the director said as she watched Mindy cum for the fifth consecutive time.
“It feels so good Auntie Lisa,” Mindy replied, making the directors own clit begin to tingle.
“Come on; you’ve had enough now. We are going to eat dinner,” the director instructed, turning the rocking horse off and uncuffing Mindy. She helped Mindy down and patted her diapered bottom a few times as she led Mindy into the living room.
Mindy was placed in an adult-sized highchair and fed dinner, then taken to the bathtub and washed before the director changed her diaper and put her in pajamas.
“You are just the sweetest,” the director said fastening Mindy’s purple mittens with a lock on her wrists. Mindy had never worn these before, and they felt strange. She shook her hands, seeing if they would come off, but they didn’t.
“Baby, do you think I’d make them loose enough for you to get them off?” The director laughed, seeing Mindy’s attempt. She put Mindy in the cot and locked her mittens to a chain which was connected to the cot.
“You’re not going to go anywhere little girl. You’re mine for a week, and I plan to keep it that way,” the director said as she tugged on the chains making sure they were securely in place. The director turned off the lights and shut the door as Mindy clapped her hands as she saw the glow in the dark stars that covered the ceiling.
The weeks passed, just like the director had said. For the week Mindy was the director’s baby, and for every other week, she was Amanda’s. During the day she was the new Doctor with an impressive office and had many a male nurse flirt with her, and by night she was diaper-clad and breastfed. It wasn’t the life Mindy had thought she would have for herself; it was better.
Moonlight Circus
Mia loved the circus. Ever since she had been taken by her mother when she was six years old, she knew the circus is where she wanted to be. Fast forward twenty years and after a lifetime of gymnastics and strict dieting, she was ready.
Mia had seen them advertising with their signature marketing style, a series of chalk graffiti around the city with their emblem. She had jumped at the chance and had taken a taxi to their performing tents in the showgrounds. Captivated by the dark blue and silver stripes of the big top, Mia nervously had approached a woman sweeping the entrance.
“Hi, I’m looking for Madam, I’m here about your advertisement,” Mia said, hoping the woman would be helpful.
“Oh really, what do you do?” The woman asked, placing her broom to the side and smiling at Mai.
“I’m an acrobat,” Mia replied, feeling silly as she had said it with such enthusiasm. The woman giggled and gestured for Mia to follow her into the tent.
As they passed through the tent, Mia tried not to look star struck as she saw other people performing. There were body contortionists and other acrobats performing at heights Mia had never attempted; she hoped she wouldn’t have to audition with them watching.
“Ma
dam,” the woman politely called as she knocked on a red wooden door.
“Enter my darling,” came a flamboyant voice from inside. The woman turned the intricate brass handle and held the door open for Mia, who took the hint and walked inside. Closing the door behind her, Mia turned around to see the woman had gone.
“So you have come about the job,” Madam stated more than asked. Mia took in her form. She had been some sort of dancer in her youth. She moved with an elegance and grace Mia had not seen before, her slender body almost snaking its way around her as Madam circled Mia.
“An acrobat,” Madam said, stepping back and looking at Mia.
“Yes. How did you know?” Mia said excitedly. Madam shook her head and put her finger to her lips.
“I ask the questions. You, my little acrobat merely answer them,” Madam replied. Mia nodded and moved from one foot to another.
“You may show me now,” Madam instructed expectantly. Mia snapped into life and remembered why she was here in the first place. She’s mesmerizing; Mia thought as Madam led her to the performing floor.
Mia auditioned as though her life depended on it. She wanted this job yet she felt a strange feeling of not wanting to disappoint Madam, a woman how had hardly spoken to her whom she had met a mere ten minutes earlier. As Mia performed, she felt Madam’s eyes on her the whole time, taking in her form, her positioning, the way she landed and her connection to the audience who had stopped what they were doing and come over to watch her.
“She’s perfect,” Madam stated, turning off the music.
“You may stop,” she added as Mia turned to see why the music had stopped. Mia slowly made her way back to the group who waited for her below. She had thought it was strange that Madam was the only one out of the six people she counted who was standing. The others were sitting at her feet, one woman even cuddling her leg as she leaned against her.
“Bravo Mia,” Madam stated as she clapped purposefully. Mia blushed and looked around the tent, relieved to see the others smiling at her.