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Baby Doll ? by: Mary Beth Sanford
Synopsis: Stan was a loner by choice having spent a lot of his years
learning to ignore the teasing he got for his small size. It was one of
the reasons he liked hiking when he had the time. It would also become
one of the reasons he liked being called Baby Doll.
Facts From Fiction:
Carol was the name of a girl I met over the phone one night standing
duty in the service. She had that kind of voice that would make her
rich on a 900 call and I spoke with her for nearly my whole watch.
She'd called about a boy that wasn't there and after dispatching that
cause I worked on my own. I had a date by the time I hung up.
I didn't know what she looked like and, as most people do, formed an
image of her while we talked. She didn't match that image and we both
laughed that first meeting because I didn't either. I was five foot
seven and thin then and just this side of eighteen and she was six
four, a plus size and twenty three.
What struck me was how attractive I found her and I found out later
that what struck her was me keeping the next date. She was extremely
feminine and very girlish and both were positive traits with me for
obvious reasons. We stayed together till I transferred. In honor of
those nights, and those fantasies, not to mention a couple of
delightfully large pair of panties I've honored her here.
Preface
Carol had taken the insurance money and built a house suitable for a
woman that was seven foot six along with the furniture that, for the
first time, fit her frame. Her daughter would someday be as big as she
was. Her daughter was already as big as an adult at six. It was why her
daughter's toddler clothes fit the young man she carried in when she
found him. She would explain all of that to him when he woke. In the
mean time she thought, as she pinned the diaper closed, what he didn't
know wouldn't hurt him.
Stan woke.
Stan kept his eyes closed not so much because his head hurt but because
of the bright sunlight in his eyes. His head throbbed still and he
guessed a mild concussion. His hip hurt as well as his ribs on the
right side. He'd fallen. He remembered that. He remembered reaching to
pick up his backpack, a few seconds of terror, then the slide down the
steep hill.
She was large. Not heavy large or fat large but just large. Big would
be a better description. Looking at her, as Stan was at that angle,
made it look like he was taking a picture sitting on the ground
pointing the camera up. An angle making her look way out of proportion.
The doll she carried was also large but small in her arms. Obviously he
hadn't gotten here by himself, wherever 'here' was and he was about to
ask where here was when the not so little girl smiled and said:
"Hi, I told mom you were waking up cause I saw your eyes move. Mom
says that you shouldn't move your head cause it will hurt and she will
be here as soon as she can. Does it hurt?
Mom says you got a concussion. That's when you hit your head and it
hurts really bad. I'm Tracy. I have a doll named Tracy just like me.
That's not her real name just the name I gave her. Does your head hurt?
I hit my knee the other day and it hurt but mom says it's not the same
as a concussion.
Are you wet? If you are wet mom can change you. I'm not suppose to see
a boy's privates. I don't wet my bed anymore because I'm big. I had to
wear diapers when I wet the bed because mom didn't want the bed to get
wet. Mom says that wearing a diaper doesn't make you a baby. So your
not a baby. That's one of my diapers from when I was little. I had to
wear them when I wet my bed! Do you wet your bed?
Mom said she didn't think you wet your bed but she was worried that you
might because of your concussion. You got to wear baby pants when you
wear a diaper. That's how come you have the baby pants on. Baby pants
are made out of plastic like some of my toys but they are softer like
my panties. I like them because they are shiny and smooth.
I like the feel of baby pants. Do you like the feel of baby pants? You
can feel them if you want. I won't tell. I use to like to feel them but
it made mom mad. Don't suck your thumb either because that makes her
mad to.
Mom says you most likely won't like wearing a diaper and baby pants
because your a man and men don't like that. She says it will make you
mad. You're not mad are you? Mom says that it was too bad about men not
liking diapers and baby pants because most should be wearing them if
she had her way. How come men should be wearing diapers if men are big?
She said you wouldn't like your nightgown either. How come you don't
like nightgowns? I like nightgowns. That was my favorite when I was a
little because it has Barbie on the front. That's Barbie. Barbie's a
doll only she's very tiny. I let you wear it because you were sick when
mom brought you in and it doesn't fit me anymore. Do you hate wearing
nightgowns? I like them because they are silky. Mom says men don't like
silky stuff.
Boys don't like silky stuff either because this boy I put into my
panties got real mad one day. He started crying when I put the slip on
him too. I was mad because he was teasing me so I dressed him up like a
little girl because mom said that boys don't like dressing up as little
girls. My dress fit him. It was a baby dress but it fit him because I
was really big when I was a baby. That's why I'm big now. My baby
dresses won't fit you but my toddler dresses do. Only mom won't let me
dress you any more.
That boy's daddy got really mad when he saw his son dressed like a
little girl and the other kids laughed at him. I was glad. Mom laughed
too but not in front of that boy's father. Mom said that if she laughed
the daddy would get even madder. Mom made me promise not to do that
anymore. But after I dressed that boy he didn't tease me anymore. The
other boys didn't tease me anymore either. How come you are so small?
Mom says that daddy was small to. My daddy died in the war.
I can't put lipstick on you anymore either. Mom says that the barrettes
are ok till you wake but not lipstick. Do you like lipstick? I like
lipstick. It's not mine because I'm not old enough for lipstick yet but
mom lets me play with hers sometimes. Do you like your barrettes. Your
hair is too short for pony tails so you can't wear ribbons but the
barrettes got a clip on them.
Are you hungry? Mom says I can give you your bottle for lunch. She lets
me feed you. Do you want your bottle now? It's not noon yet but if you
are hungry I can feed you. She put in formula so you won't get sick
from not eating. I tasted it and didn't like it. Mom says I did like it
when I was a baby. Do you like formula? Can I still feed you even
though you're awake now? Mom says you won't like nursing on a baby's
bottle when you wake up.
Mom says you won't like being treated like a baby either but that it
was ok till you woke up because you are kind of like a baby when you
got hurt. You went number two last night and mom says that was a good
thing. She called it a movement. I laughed. She made me leave the room
when she changed you.
The sides come down when you press on that metal thing at the bottom.
That's how she changed you. She didn't want to move you so she gave you
a baby's bath. That's what she called it.
Mom says that I have to keep the side up because you might turn over
and fall out. This was my crib when I was a baby. It's big but I don't
fit in it. I have a Barbie bed. When you get better you can see it.
Maybe we can play dolls or something. I have a tea set. Want to play
tea party with me when you are better? You can wear a dress if you
want. I have lots of dresses from when I was little.
We could play house or even school. School would be fun. I do home
school because mom says the kids would tease me at a real school. I'm
smart because my workbook is two grades higher. You can color too. I
have a Barbie coloring book and A Disney Princesses one. It has Snow
White, Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty in it.
Pink is my most favorite color. Do you like pink? Mom says that most
boys don't like pink. I think that's why that boy started crying that
day. He was teasing me so I put him into pink panties. Mom says you can
wear your own clothes when you are better but I said that I'd like you
to wear a dress and play with me. Mom says you wouldn't want to.
Will you wear a dress and play house with me? Please?"
Stan did think of trying several times to interrupt but decided he'd
rather not talk yet. His head hurt and moving it or any other part made
him slightly dizzy. His hands confirmed most of what that not so little
little girl said and why it didn't upset him would best be left alone
for now.
He was laying in a crib and it had to be a fairly large one even for
him because his feet didn't touch. It was also clear he was diapered
and wearing plastic pants over that and of course that Barbie
nightgown. It was surreal enough and almost logical enough in a dreamy
sort of way that the panic he felt didn't grow out of proportion.
Obviously he was a victim of circumstance as his hands played over the
nightgown and plastic pants. He felt so oddly comfortable laying there
and some of it because of what he wore and smiled at that as his cheeks
began warming. Asking the little girl questions to fill in the blanks
was his next thought and he was licking his lips to do so when the
woman suddenly loomed overhead.
That little girl was big but she wasn't nearly as big as the woman and
that woman was very big. She wore bib overalls and had her hair tied
back. She still wore one leather work glove holding onto the one she'd
removed. She moved to the crib's edge and smiled down at Stan making
him feel as small as he must look laying there.
"Hey! How are you? I'm Carol and obviously you've met my daughter
Tracy. I call her Chatty Cathy. I found you laying at the bottom of
that hill you slid down. You were out so I brought you here. I'm
guessing a mild concussion and you've got some discoloration around
your rib cage. A few scratches and that bruise on your head. I don't
think you hurt anything internal. Your stool looked good. So did the
diaper you wet.
I would have taken you into town but the rivers still swollen from the
rains. Actually I'm guessing that's what saved you from more injury
given that you slid a couple of hundred feet. Look, about this stuff
your wearing. Tracy's a bit young for boys yet and your clothes were a
mess so I used what I had. It's all that I had. I'm sorry if it's too
odd but I was worried about my daughter.
Anyway, I think it might be better that you ignore what I've done to
you and ride this out for another day at least and then you can get up
and change into your things. If it helps, I'm a registered nurse and I
wore gloves when I changed you. I can drive you into town within a day
or two. My truck can make the creek if it's not running too high and
it's stopped raining so it should drop by then.
Anyway, you're ok, safe and besides the damage to your ego none-the-
worse-for-wear. Tracy may give you more of a headache with her
endless chatter and if it gets to be too much I'll have her leave you
alone. It's just that she's so hungry for company and, like it or not,
your company. So what do other people call you besides the name Baby
Doll that my daughter's been using?"
Post Script
If there were a set of circumstances more odd than this for an
introduction Stan couldn't imagine what that might be. More odd given
how he was dressed and what he was laying in when he shook hands. Two
aspirin got him past his headache enough for the Reader's Digest on the
woman and her daughter.
Carol had been with the circus since she was eight giving it up when
she became pregnant. Her husband was killed in some far away place in
an undeclared war and Tracy had never known him. Carol had bought the
land and built on it a year after her husband's death using his
insurance money and began making furniture in proportion to other large
people her size to pay the bills.
That small business gave them a fair living and the crib Stan was
laying in also happened to be her biggest seller, that and the high
chair and other baby furniture. She also sewed and most of what Stan
wore had been fashioned for her daughter from things girls her age
would wear. As big as Tracy was, even then, she was still very much a
little girl.
Carol sold baby clothes in those same out-of-scale designs that
duplicated real baby clothes but fitting people even larger than Stan.
A lot of them not too unlike her larger than life toddler dresses which
sold as quickly as she made them. Carol used several on line auction
houses for most of her business but she had a half dozen companies that
sometimes placed orders.
Stan did agree to remain as he was for 'Carol's sake' but faking
slightly while letting the guilt from that sit below the pleasure he
also felt. The only reason he got up two more days later was that he
knew he'd already gone past that time by a day. He also stayed the
remainder of his vacation finding his attraction to Carol more than
simply curiosity.
For Carol's part she hadn't been with a man for nine years and that was
reason enough to encourage his stay. Stan had fallen on his first day
out and had a full week and a day left before his vacation ended. Given
Stan's small stature and the years he'd gone without a date left that
reason also more than enough reason for him as well.
It was not what you'd call a perfect match but if opposites attract
then the joke between them, after that first night, was they were so
opposite it had to be right. Stan found out about adult babies from
Carol when she explained who most of her clients were.
It was Stan's simple but telling remark that he could understand
someone doing that sort of thing. Mostly because he'd already done that
sort of thing and as confessions went he did like it. It was that small
bit of information that got him diapered again.
Actually he only wore his own clothes for two of the days he spent
there before his ride into town and Tracy was thrilled that day she and
Stan spent the afternoon having tea in their party dresses.
Ironically Stan spent the last of those days modeling some of the
things Carol made for the pictures she posted when she listed them.
The only change to her posting after those few days was a small
notation at the bottom that read: 'AB Aware!'
It took only a week after returning to his dorm to make the necessary
changes needed to move and in no time at all to settle into that life
he'd sampled. His collage classes went fully online and while Carol
worked in her shop making furniture Stan and Tracy did their school
work.
The only change for Tracy was that she liked dressing up for school now
and most of that because Carol was making her dresses to match the ones
Stan wore. Actually, what I meant to say was what Tracy's new Baby Doll
wore.
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