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Awaking
This story is about Adult Babies.
That is adults who dress and act like babies.
All reference to babies or minors or similar
In this story, refer to adults acting like babies
And NOT adults substituting for minors.
This story has nothing to do with child pornography.
Chapter 8: The payoff
Returning to the living room Colin cleaned off the coffee table of the few
items from the last box. Pulling the coffee table out further into the
middle of the room, Colin reached over and picked up a waterproof changing
pad. The pad was light pink with a printed pattern of little girls in
sundresses. Laying the pad on the coffee table Colin smoothed out the pad.
Reaching over to the stack of daytime diapers Colin selected a pink
feminine flat diaper and laid it out on the table. Getting down on his
hands and knees Colin rummaged around on the floor finding the diaper pins
and baby powder.
"How cute, he's making a changing table," Carrie smirked.
Finding everything he needed Colin stood and walked into his study. Opening
the top drawer of his desk he removed a sheaf of papers and walked back
into the living room. Sitting back down on the couch he studied the papers
for a few moments, laying the paper beside the flat diaper Colin
tentatively folded the diaper.
"Oh my God," Barb exclaimed, "he's never had to fold a flat diaper before."
"A better question to ask," Carrie said, "is when, where, and why did he
research and find this information."
"Especially if he had no intent on wearing one," Barb said.
The girls watched keenly as Colin finished folding the diaper and adjusting
the position of the diaper on the makeshift changing table. Standing Colin
removed the lacey panties. Colin's manhood was clearly excited, as he
gently set in the middle of the folded diaper. The girls were lucky in the
way that he had arranged the diaper, facing the camera rather then with his
back turned, provided a clear picture of the events unfolding as well as
the expression on his face. Barbara's hands quickly manipulated the
controls on the video system, capturing a varity of still shots as she
remotely controlled the zoom and focus of the camera. The girls watched in
awe as Colin slowly layback on the table, his legs spread on each side of
the table. Reaching for the baby powder Colin gently sprinkled a generous
amount over his groin, lightly rubbing in the powder. Carrie sucked in her
breath as Colin rolled his hips and legs back into the air, exposing his
most private orifice.
"Oh man, girlfriend, I sure want to bust his cherry with my thick cock,"
Carrie said in a rush.
Barbara turned as Colin finished sprinkling baby powder on his exposed
bottom.
"Hey," she started to say but stopped in mid stride.
So intent on what was happing on the screen that she had neglected to see
the transformation. Carrie stood at the end of the couch, having replaced
her shorts with the massive black strap-on that Joyce had included in the
box that Carrie had opened earlier. Carrie slowly walked up to Barb,
stroking her attachment in long slow deliberate strokes.
Stopping with her appendage only inches away from Barb's face she said in a
husky voice, "I can't wait to cum in his ass and mouth and show her what it
means to be a total girl." Her voice breaking into a giggle, "As soon as I
figure out how to work this thing."
Barb shocked them both. Her hand gently replaced Carrie's sensually working
the enormous cock, her tongue gently licking the tip. Placing her mouth
over the head, she swirled her tongue over the head before removing it.
"We can work on that part later," Barb said breathlessly. "Let's see where
our little girl ends up," as she turned her attention to the screen. The
sexual storm of electricity within the room was intense. Carrie's legs had
turned into rubber in a few short moments, her breathing increasing at a
rapid rate as she collapsed on the couch next to Barb, turning her
attention as well towards the screen.
The girls had not missed a whole lot during their little distraction. Colin
had just completed pining one side of the diaper and was pulling the other
side tightly to his waist. He fumbled with the pin for a moment or two,
finally working the pin through the thick material and securing it.
Barbara's hand had migrated over to Carrie's artificial manhood, slowly
stroking the massive tool, in the mean time Carrie's hand had slipped below
and her fingers were dipping into her well of pleasure. Both girls
breathing now labored and short. They continued to watch as Colin slowly
stood. Standing, Colin gently explored his well-padded concealed privates.
Tugging softly on the material he turned and walked leisurely down the
hallway and into the bedroom. Barb groaned as she quickly removed her hand
from its distraction and flipped through the controls on the remote video
system as she tracked Colin's destination into the bedroom and in front of
the full-length mirrors. The girls watched, as he turned around a number of
times walking to and fro just like a model on the runway almost prancing.
Apparently satisfied with the fit and feel the girls tracked him back into
the living room. There was no surprise that Colin selected the exquisite
white laced panties that had been the first item out of the boxes. Again,
the girls had been lucky. Colin stood facing the camera holding the panties
out in front of him. The girls watched as Colin, his body trembling with
desire, slowly stepped into the plastic panties. Pulling them up over his
thick diaper, they watched in awe as his hands roamed the panties,
exploring the lace and ensuring the diaper was well covered. They watched
as the sure thrill and excitement was too much for Colin and his body
clearly betraying the orgasmic explosion that occurred in his diaper.
"Would you look at that," Barb exclaimed, "he's having an orgasm."
"He's not the only one," Carrie moaned, as her fingers moved faster and
further up her tunnel of desire. Barb looked over at Carrie as her body was
washed with waves of pleasure. Reaching down, Barb's fingers dipped into
the pool of nectar; emerging covered with the drink of the gods, she slowly
placed them in her mouth. Savoring the sweet liquid, Carrie's pleasure had
been subsiding until that moment. The sheer eroticism of Barb's actions
triggered a volcanic explosion. Carrie screamed as she lifted her hips off
the couch and arched her back thrusting her pleasure into the air. The
results of the explosion were clearly displayed as her body ejected a
stream of love juice two feet into the room.
Barb quickly positioned herself to receive the last stream of the exotic
liquid, the stream landing across her nose and running into her mouth.
Carrie collapsed with a groan, never before experiencing such an intense
reaction from her body. Barb returned to a sitting position on the couch,
using a finger she guided the rivulets into her waiting mouth. Carrie had
regained her composure and gently pulled Barb into her arms, soft butterfly
kisses landed across Barb's face Carrie's tongue flicking out the tip
gently removing the nectar. There lips met and the heat intensified as they
share the sweet love juice between them.
Barb shoved Carrie gently away, "Keep your panties on girlfriend, we have
plenty of time. Let's see what our little one is up to."
Carrie groaned with disappointment as the girls turned their attention back
to the screen. Colin had slowly regained his composure and was standing in
his pink babydoll nightie. The bottom of the nightie just covering the top
inch or two of his diapered bottom, leaving the rest uncovered. Colin stood
with a look of amazement at what had just occurred.
"Any moment now," Barb said in a whisper.
"What, what?" Carrie asked. "Did I miss something?" her attention now fully
on the screen.
Barb turned and smiled at Carrie. "His body is about to betray him again,"
she said with a grin. "Colin always has to pee right after an orgasm," she
said with a giggle. "It makes it difficult to have pillow talk right after
making love because he always jumps up and pees," Barb explained.
The girls watched intently as Colin begin to walk; or rather, waddle would
be a more accurate description. Colin moved slowly, his legs pushed further
apart by the unfamiliar feeling of the diaper between his legs. Moving
deliberately back towards the bedroom.
"Quack, quack, waddle, waddle," Carrie snickered as Colin made the turn
into the bedroom.
Heading directly towards the bathroom Colin stopped in mid stride. The
realization of what he was wearing and his need to use the facilities
colliding, the girls could almost hear the argument going on in Colin's
mind. They watched with anticipation as Colin became more agitated,
obviously his bladder increasing its need.
"Look at him fidgeting back and forth, just like a two year old trying to
hold it," Carrie snickered.
Barb and Carrie became deathly quite as the look of determination settled
in across Colin's face. He had stopped his fidgeting and waited for Mother
Nature to take her course. The problem being the 40 plus years of potty
training, Colin was finding it extremely difficult to overcome that
training. The girls scrutinize the events unfolding as Colin tried to force
the process. The pressure clearly showing on his face, slightly squatting
as he desperately attempted to open the floodgates and relieve the
pressure.
Unfortunately, for Colin, it was not his bladder that overcame the training
first, but his anus. The girls were as shocked as Colin but howled with
glee as the clear distinct sound of Colin filling his pants drifted through
the remote video link.
"Look at his face," Carrie howled.
The horror of what happened clearly visible, the shock finally causing his
bladder to release as Colin stood with feet slightly apart and waited for
the floodgates to subside.
"I don't believe what I just saw," Barb said in awe. "A forty year old man
crapping and wetting his pants just like a little kid." Turning to Carrie
she continued, "Man I hope I captured this on the camera."
Barbara quickly zoomed into the area covered by a diaper. The girls could
clearly see the sagging cloth but could not make out any stains showing
through. Colin continued to stand in the middle of the bedroom, the
realization slowly creeping across his face. He turned to continue his trip
into the bathroom. After a step or two it was apparent the sagging diaper
was causing some difficulty in walking. The expression on Colin's face had
changed from horror to one of surprise and then pleasure as the girls
followed his progress as he turn and returned to the kitchen. All the while
Colin's hand was rubbing the front of his diapers.
"I bet that warm wet diaper is creasing a hard dick right about now,"
Carrie offered in explanation.
"I think you're right" Barb commented. "Look he's about to go off again."
The girls watched as Colin made it around the breakfast bar before his body
was racked with another orgasm. This one more intense and longer then the
last, his legs obviously like rubber and without thinking Colin pulled
himself up into the bar stool.
"Oh my God, I think he's going to pass out," Barb said in concern.
Colin's eyes rolled back in his head as his body was betraying itself one
more time.
"Three orgasms in less the 20 minutes," Carrie said with a smirk, "girl you
must be feeding him something."
"Hell, he's staying in diapers" Barb said with a sneer. "I'm lucky if I get
one out of him."
"Did he just do what I think he did?" Barb asked in awe.
"Yep, I'm thinking that's one messy bottom right about now," Carrie said
with a chuckle.
The girls watched as Colin sat quietly his body slowly returning to normal.
Carrie glanced at the clock, "Well I guess I owe you some money girlfriend.
It's just after two and he's had 3 orgasms, a wet and poppy diaper inside
the space of a half hour."
Barb just smiled, returning her attention to the display. Colin slowly
removed himself from the bar stool, and proceed back to the bedroom. Barb
quickly zoomed in on his diapered butt, a clearly visible brown and
yellowish stain showing through the lace. The girls watched as Colin made
his return through the bedroom and on into the bathroom. He removed the
nightie and hung it back on the door. Standing with his back to the toilet
he slowly removed the lacey rumba panties and dropped them into the sink.
The girls could clearly see the saturated diaper. Turning towards the
shower exposed the dark stains seeping through the back as he adjusted the
shower water. Returning to stand with his back to the toilet, they watched
as he removed one side of the diaper pins, holding the diaper together
preventing it from falling. Squatting over the open toilet, he removed the
other diaper pin and let the diaper fall into the toilet. The girls lost
sight of him as he slipped into the shower.
With the break in the action Barb got up and moved to the kitchen. Standing
at the counter she poured a glass of ice tea. Carrie slipped up behind her
and gently encircled her waist with her arms. Holding her tight, Carrie
planted soft gentle kisses around Barb's neck and earlobes. Barb responded
immediately, pushing her hips back pressing against Carrie's strapped
manhood, arching her chest as Carrie's hand slowly roamed over the front of
her blouse.
Carrie deftly undid her blouse with one hand; her hand moved behind the
lacey cup of her bar and gently tweaked Barb's nipples. Barbs body went
ridged with excitement, her breathing rapid and shallow. Carrie slowly
turned Barb around and without a word gently kissed Barb on the mouth.
Carrie's tongue slipping lightly through there open lips, Barb gently broke
free, holding Carrie's head in both hands.
"Girlfriend, you have two hundred dollars to work off."
Carrie snickered, "Oh no do I have to?" as her mouth worked gently down the
front of Barb's blouse.
The blouse was quickly shrugged off as Carrie's hand expertly unhooked the
lacey bar covering Barb's wonderful breast.
"Girl you do that too well," Barb commented, "you must be getting lots of
practice."
Carrie ignored the comment as her tongue swirled around Barb's rock hard
nipple. Barbara groaned as the excitement continued to build. Carrie's hand
had slipped between Barb's thighs, slowly working upwards to its reward.
Barb felt the fingers brush against her soaked panties, the material pushed
pass the gentle barriers as a finger pressed lightly on her pleasure
button. Leaning heavily on the counter, her legs wide, her body was soon
racked with the first of many orgasms.
Barb felt her panties sliding down her legs and automatically lifted first
one foot and then the other as they we discarded. Carrie's hands under her
armpits guided her up onto the counter top. Barb screamed as Carrie not
waiting for an invitation dove into the mound of pleasure before her. Her
liquid snake flicked out from her mouth licking the flowing river, swirling
through the tunnel and softly sucking the button of love.
Barb's orgasm quickly escalated into a storm of desire, her screams of
passion echoing throughout the house. Carrie let the fire subside before
she slipped Barb off the counter and turned her around facing the counter.
Pulling her hips back from the counter and pushing her head down, Carrie
flipped Barbs skirt up exposing the white creamy flesh.
Slapping her bottom with her open hand Carrie proclaimed, "Now you're going
to get fucked."
Without hesitation, Carrie thrust her 9 inches of temporary manhood, the
soft rubber gonads resting at the entrance of the tunnel. Barb shrieked at
the invasion and her body slumped as she hovered around unconsciousness.
Carrie unmercifully continued to pound into her with long hard strokes. As
Barb gradually returned to the land of the living, her hips pressed back in
rhythm. Pushing her hands against the counter top Barb turned and looked
over her shoulder.
"Fuck me hard bitch," Barb yelled.
Carrie needing no further encouragement continued to ravage her with thrust
after thrust. After a little bit, Carrie slowly pulled out.
Placing the head of her manhood at Barb's forbidden entrance, she growled,
"Time to take your cheery, bitch."
"NO NO please," Barb groaned in fear.
Carrie slowly pressed forward stretching the muscle until the tip slipped
through. Stopping allowing Barb to feel the intrusion, Carrie slowly
pressed forward, hands on each cheek as she spread the opening wide. Before
long, Carrie was buried balls deep inside Barb's ass.
Carrie's thrusts were slow and gentle until Barb started to whimper, "OH
GOD, faster, faster," and matched Carrie's thrust, stroke for stroke.
Needing no further sign Carrie continued to increases the speed of her
assault.
"Girl, I'm going to dog fuck you," Carrie grunted as her savage attack
swelled, reminisce of a back alley dog assaulting a bitch in heat.
The climatic firestorm engulfed the both of them at the same time. Washing
waves of flame over them as their bodies erupted, the rivers of love
running down their legs. Spent Barbara collapsed her chest resting on the
counter, Carrie's breast pressing into her back. They stayed that way for a
time, waiting for their bodies to support normal movement. Barb made one
last groan as Carrie slowly retreated.
The girls returned to the living room in time to catch Colin putting on his
shoes. Dressed in normal street clothes they watched as he placed the
rinsed diaper from the bathroom into the washing machine and turned it on
to the pre-soak cycle. Walking into the garage he got into his car and
activated the automatic opener, backing out the door closed quickly and the
girls were left staring at an empty home.
"God I need a shower," Barb groaned.
"You and me both," Carrie said.
"Don't think that you're paid in full girlfriend?" Barb said as she
playfully slapped Carrie's ass as they walked toward the bedroom.
Carrie giggled, "I hope it was just a small down payment."
After a brief shower, the girls returned to the kitchen. Both girls had
changed into shorts and lightweight sweatshirts. Barb quickly scanned the
remote video system to verify that Colin was still out.
"All clear," she announced, "let's get some lunch while we have time."
"Good idea," Carrie agreed, "after lunch we can open the rest of the boxes
that Joyce sent over."
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