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Stepmother' Love By: Malissa and Gang I sat on the front porch waiting, fear radiating through me at the uncertain meeting with my Stepmother. It had been three years since I last saw her, even longer since I'd last seen my father. Now I was being sent to them in disgrace, a thirteen year old boy that my mother wanted nothing to do with. I'd endured the beatings, the degradation, and humiliation for my problems, all my life, but now even I'd gone too far. I couldn't really understand what the big deal was about it all. So I'd stolen a pair of pantys from one of my three sisters and used it to jerk off. I was thirteen, besides all the boys at school talked about doing it. Maybe it was because I was wearing them at the time, I don't know. Hell it wasn't even the first time, I'd been going through puberty for the last year. Not like they'd know though. They acted like I didn't exist as they paraded around almost nude. Every time I heard a car approach I would lift my head, brushing my shoulder length hair away from my face to look. The main reason I hadn't seen them in so long was because my father was in the Army, and my mother would only let me visit during the summer. And then only if my father was home. This time was different though, he was deployed overseas, and my Step Mother was coming to get me. She'd just had my new stepbrother four months before, and it was a two day drive to get here. My mother planned to tell her everything when she got here, knowing my mother that meant the whole neighborhood would hear. Hearing the sound of a car I looked up to see the familiar sight of her faded powder blue Plymouth turning down the street. I was off the porch in a run as fast as I could go, meeting her halfway. She had to stop, and the look in her eyes told me she wasn't happy. "Please, can we just go?" I pleaded, the tears returning to my face. "What about your things? Your good clothes?" she asked looking at the ragged boxes piled on the porch. "These are my good clothes. Please can we just go before she starts screaming again?" "I'm sorry Donnie, I have to stop, I have to get the papers to take to JAG." Pulling into the driveway she stopped. "Keep an eye on your baby brother," she opened the door and stepped out. "Just give me the papers, and don't wake my baby by yelling. I don't care to hear your side again. Thank you," she got back in the car and was out of the driveway. Her rear tires making a squealing sound on the asphalt as she sped away. It took me about two hours to finally cry myself out, and by that time it was getting dark. "So tell me are you hungry? I'm starving. And I have to feed Edward." "Yes Ma'am," I answered as she pulled into a diner. "Grab that blue bag, and we'll get a booth inside," she directed as she busied herself unbuckling my half-brother from his car seat. Carrying the bag I pulled the door open for her, and she thanked me. Then as we sat in the booth waiting she dug a hairbrush out of her purse. "Donnie, go wash your face and hands and brush your hair please." "Yes Ma'am," I answered reaching for the brush. Holding my hand she asked, "What happened? You used to call me Mom." "N, nothing Mom." I lied to her, feeling instantly guilty. But I didn't want to tell her why my mother was throwing me out. She might not want me around either. "Ok, I won't push, please hurry though, so we can get a room at the motel across the street." She busied herself with getting ready to breast feed my new little brother as I hurried to the bathroom. I quickly washed my face. Then began brushing out my hair. It felt good to use her hair brush, it was one of the little round ones and I liked the way it caused my hair to get curly on the ends. When I got back to the table she held my baby brother cradled in one arm, a light blanket over her shoulder covering what she was doing. As she talked with a waitress. "I ordered you a hamburger and fries, is that ok?" she said. "Yes Mom." I handed her brush back to her. "And what would you like to drink, Sweetie?" asked the waitress. "Umm, Pepsi if you have it please." She left and I sat there staring at what she was doing, it somehow turned me on knowing her breast was out and my baby brother was sucking on it. "It's a good thing there's only two weeks of school left," she said. "I doubt I can get your transcripts in time for you to be enrolled to finish out the year. Why are you squirming around?" I turned red faced realizing I had a raging hardon under the table from watching. "Nothing Mom, just trying to get comfortable." "Here you go, two burger specials with Pepsi's. Would you like anything else?" asked the waitress. "No I think that will be all for me," answered Mom. "How about you sweetheart?" she smiled at me. "Uhh, no thanks." I sat fidgeting in my seat trying not to stare, my imagination going wild as I waited for her to finish. Eventually we paid and crossed to the motel where she got us a room. "I hope you and your daughter enjoy the stay, we have a nice swimming pool around back close to your room." "Thank you but we didn't think to bring bathing suits," Mom answered cocking an eye my direction. I carried the key as I carried the blue diaper bag inside then flopped on the bed closest to the door. "Can I watch TV, Mom?" "Yes but keep it low, ok Sweetie." She sure was calling me Sweetie a lot? I wrinkled my nose as she changed a dirty diaper. "Watch you brother while I run out and get a couple of bags out of the car, please?" "Sure Mom," she returned a few minutes later carrying an overnight case and a big pink bag similar to the diaper bag she was using for my baby brother. "I'm going to take a shower, ok Sweetie?" "Sure Mom I think he's sleeping anyway." She came out wearing one of her usual long button front cotton style nightgowns and lay on the other bed with my baby brother. After a few minutes she was asleep, so I decided to go use the restroom before going to sleep. Man was my little dick hard, I started to stroke it to relieve the ache in my balls when I spotted her pantys laying on top of the pile of clothes beside the sink. They were so soft and silky, the crotch slightly damp and musty with her fresh scent. Before I realized it they were wrapped around my hard dick and I was cumming into them. I had to bite my hand to keep from crying out as I blasted my load into them. Then still flushed I pushed them to the center of the pile of laundry before trying to sneak in to my bed. The night light in the bathroom reflecting off the mirror on the wall gave just enough light to see by as I crawled onto the bed and grabbed the pillows. "Donnie, what were you doing in the bathroom so long?" her question startled me. "Noth, nothing Mom. I was just going to the bathroom before I go to sleep," I lied to her again feeling guilty. The light between the two beds came on and she sat up facing me. "You know what happens when you lie Donnie. And you've lied to me three times today." "No I didn't," I protested trying to think of what she might do. "Yes the first was when I asked what happened that your Mother, decided to send you to me. We talked on the phone when she called for your father, so I already know. The second was in the diner when you were fidgeting. And the third was just now when I asked you what you were doing in the bathroom. If you look at the mirror on the wall you can see straight into the room." the look of shame and horror confirmed everything. "Remember the last time you were there all summer? I said if you lied to me like a baby I was going to treat you like one? Besides I know you still have the occasional accident at night." She was opening the pink bag. "Come on now, get those clothes off, you can't go to bed like that anyway." "Mom please. Please Mom no, not that. I'll be good, I won't lie anymore," I began crying. "Strip off or I'll add a spanking." I blubbered my pleas as I began getting undressed. All the way down to my underwear that I remembered too late belonged to my youngest sister. "Lay down," she commanded. "And stop crying, please. You know this is for your own good." She reached up, her long fingernails curling into the waist band and pulling off the pretty flower print cotton pantys. She said nothing about them as she gripped my ankles together. "Bend your knees now Sweetie." Crying I bent my knees slowly as she guided my feet up where she wanted them. "Please mom, Mommy, please I don't want to wear a diaper." "Open your knees and lay still." I opened my knees laying them out flat while she opened up a pre-folded diaper and powdered the inside. As she pushed it against my butt I lifted up and she slid it under me. "Mommy, I'll be good I promise. I won't lie to you anymore, please I promise Mommy, I promise." She used one hand to fold my little penis into my crotch as she pulled the front up tight. Then quickly she pulled the sides up and pinned them to the front. Holding up the pink plastic pantys she said, "These will make sure you don't have any embarrassing leaks tonight." When they were on and she was satisfied that the diaper was fully covered she said, "I hope you know Mommy's not doing this to be mean to you." "You, you aren't my real mother," I cried turning my face away trying to pull a pillow over it. Pulling the pillow away she looked right into my eyes. "You're right, I'm not your Mother. I'm your Stepmother, and that means I'm supposed to be evil and sadistic. But I do love you, no matter what you want to think or do. But I can't take a chance of you wetting a motel room bed. And I will not tolerate you lying to me. "I!" I started to protest but she put her finger with its beautifully manicured nail over my lips. "Donnie Madison Shale, if you don't start being honest with me I really will turn this into a punishment. And you will wear a diaper until we get home. I told you before, you can talk to me about anything." After a few moments of silence she asked, "Were you masturbating with my pantys?" "Y, yes Mommy," I seemed to always revert to calling her Mommy when I was wearing a diaper. Holding up the stolen pantys she asked "Do you know why I got you pink instead of plain ones like your brother?" "No," I started to lie then thought better of it. "Because of why my Mother doesn't want me. Because I'm a pervert that wears my sister's pantys," I began crying again. "Do you like the way these feel?" she asked gently. "Yes," I admitted. "Why did you take these?" "I, I like wearing them and trying to figure out what it would be like if I was a girl." "Why is that?" "My, my middle name is a girl's name," I answered. "Ok Madison, you can be Mommy's little girl then. But you still have to wear diapers to bed in case you have an accident. Remember we agreed to that last time you visited?" she was caressing my face, wiping away the silent tears. I'd agreed to it because after my father had left on assignment she had bought me a new bed to sleep in. "Mommy loves you and I don't want you to have any embarrassing accidents ok?" She was cuddling me in her arms, and I melted into them, until my baby brother woke up hungry. This time she made no pretense of hiding what she was doing. "Can, can I watch Mommy?" I asked knowing she was watching me. I lay on my side watching my baby brother nursing her breasts one after the other until he was satisfied and went back to sleep. As I lay watching with fascination my little penis had grown hard, so I'd rolled onto my tummy to try and be good. But my thoughts kept returning to my Mommy and watching my baby brother nursing her breasts. The pressure of the mattress on the front of the diaper only added to the pressure against the base of my penis and I pushed my hand down under me to try and calm myself. I closed my eyes trying to will myself to sleep. But the images kept running through my mind, and my stiff penis only throbbed more. The tightness of the diaper, and the rustle of the plastic pantys only added to my arousal. I imagined a soft moan of need escaping me, only to realize it wasn't imagined. My bed shifted under her weight as she slid onto it next to me. "Madison are you ok?" she asked softly. "Y, yes Mommy, I'm sorry." I was about to cry thinking she was going to be upset with me. Instead she rolled me onto my side, her fingers caressing my hair as she pulled me gently to her. My face pressed against her bare breast as she shifted her position a bit and her stiff nipple brushed my lips. "Shhh, it's ok Madison." She began a gentle rocking motion patting my back as I sucked gently, half afraid, until I tasted the milk, warm and soothing. I began doing as I'd seen my baby brother do and soon she shifted me onto my back. Her fingers gently sliding around her nipple between her breast and my mouth and she gently pried it out as I tried to suck it harder. "Shhh, it's dry Baby Girl." She quickly pressed the other to my lips. As I began nursing her other hand found the front of my diaper. The plastic pantys rustled as her fingers extended down over my crotch, gently patting at first. Then slowly rubbing in circles, "It's ok Madison, Mommy understands. It's healthy for little girls and boys to masturbate." She kept rubbing as I sucked harder, more urgent. I heard her breathing increase as she fought to control it. She rubbed a bit harder, and faster. The tight diaper holding my stiff penis tight to my crotch. The head snuggled against my puckered ass. Suddenly I couldn't hold it back my cum as it gushed out, splashing over my excited pucker, squishing between my butt cheeks before the excess was soaked into the diaper. I could feel her body quivering, she was cumming too. I felt her hot tears dripping on my cheek and opened my eyes to look up at her. She gently pulled her nipple free and kissed my cheek. "See, now you know Mommy isn't going to be upset with you. Do you want a dry diaper?" "No Mommy, I'm ok." I was still trying to figure out how I felt about everything that had just happened. But I was sure now that my Mommy loved me. I fell asleep, more relaxed than I'd ever felt before. I was walking in a big shopping mall with Mommy and we were looking at pretty dresses and shoes. "It's your Prom Madison, pick out anything you want," she said. Then I heard my baby brother fussing and woke to the sudden flood of pee into my diaper. "Madison, do you need a dry diaper too?" she asked gently from where she was changing my brother. "Mom, Mommy I'm sorry. I didn't mean too," I was ready to cry. "Of course you didn't. That's why it's called an accident. And why Mommy put the diaper on you. This way no one will know your secret." she assured me. "Mommy will get you a dry diaper as soon as I finish with your brother" I lay there waiting watching her as she took care of my baby brother. Then when he was back to sleep she got out the changing pad from my diaper bag. I got up and then lay down in the middle for her. Lifting up so she could pull the plastic pantys down to my ankles before I opened my knees. We'd been through this many times in the past. "Good girl Madison, you remembered," she praised me as she began unpinning the wet diaper. "You know I always wanted a little girl, and here you are. You can be my Baby Girl every night until you no longer need to sleep in diapers and Mommy will always love you." She cleaned me up with pretty scented baby wipes. Then powdered the clean diaper before sliding it under my butt. Her long nailed fingers gently tucked my little penis back into my crotch as she pulled the front of the diaper up tight. I lay quiet watching her face as she pulled the sides up and around to the front. Then pinned them with pretty pink Elephant pins. Then I put my knees together as she worked the plastic pantys back up into place. "Thank you Mommy, I love you," I said as I raised up and kissed her cheek. "I love you too Sweetie, now go back to sleep. We have a long drive tomorrow" I knew she really did love me, and I didn't even resent her using my middle name. the way she said it with love, not intended to hurt or humiliate me was different than my sisters saying it. I woke up rolling over and saw her nursing my baby brother. When she was finished she came and took off my diaper, then refolded it because it was still dry and put it back into the bag. "Madison, do you have any clean pantys in that box you brought with you?" she asked. "N, no Mommy." "Well you can't wear the ones you wore yesterday. Would you like if Mommy bought you your own pretty pantys to wear?" "Really Mommy, you won't be mad at me for wanting to wear pantys like a girl?" "No I won't, you are too pretty to wear scratchy old boy underwear. But I'm sorry that these are all I have until we can stop and buy you some of your own." She pulled a pair of Disney Princess Training pantys out of the bag. "They aren't as noticeable as a diaper would be." I frowned a bit looking at them. "I'm sorry Madison, I was prepared for you to be difficult. I wasn't ready for you to be such a pretty and sweet little girl." "They're pretty Mommy." I reached for them. "Here let Mommy help you," she said holding them as I slid off the bed and stepped into them. As she pulled them up she again tucked my penis into the crotch out of sight. "How does that feel?" I wiggled my butt then walked around the room a bit. "They aren't too tight or uncomfortable are they?" "No Mommy," I ran to her, hugging her hard. "Madison?" she was biting her lip and it sort of scared me knowing she wasn't sure about what she was about to ask. "Yes Mommy?" "I know you like being Mommy's baby girl at night, but how would you really feel about being Mommy's little girl during the day? I mean just until your Daddy gets home." I stuck my finger in my mouth thinking about it. "I don't have anything pretty to wear Mommy." "Well then I guess we'll just have to buy you something then," she was hugging me hard. Then she said, "Hurry and get dress so mommy can brush your hair." She carefully brushed my shoulder length hair out smooth and shiny. "Have you ever worn a ponytail before?" "No Mommy," I answered her. She brushed and brushed gathering my hair up high on the back of my head. Then she wound a scrunchi around it so it held it up high and it stuck out away from the back of my head. I looked in the mirror both shocked and amazed at how girly I looked. "You don't like it?" she was reaching for it to take it out, and I pulled away from her. "I, I, Thank you Mommy I never looked pretty before." I felt like crying but I stopped not wanting her to get the wrong idea and think I didn't like it. I shook my head side to side giggling as it flipped back and forth. "Madison, you know it's really ok if you don't really want to do this, don't you?" she said. "I don't want to force you to be a girl if you don't want to." "Daddy always says try something new for at least a month before you decide if it's really what you want. And not to just give up because it's hard." I looked at her. "Can I try it for a month Mommy?" I asked knowing somewhere deep inside I wanted it to be forever. "Yes and I will still buy you your own pantys and pretty dresses and skirts." She said with a hopeful smile. "And a pretty top that says 'Princess'? And pretty shoes?" I looked down at my ragged tennis shoes. "What if I want you to try something you think is too girly?" she asked. "You won't Mommy. But if I say no, you just remind me that I agreed to be your little girl for a month," I said with a half frightened smile. Her hand cupped my face gently and I covered it with my own. "Can I have pretty nails like yours too?" "Oh Sweetie, yes, yes you can. But you'll have to wait for makeup." I giggled then, I hadn't thought about makeup before. "I love you Mommy." Hugging me tight she said, "I love you too Madison." She patted my butt, now let's get out of here and go get something to eat Young Lady." The 'Young Lady', sent a thrill through me. I grabbed up both diaper bags and carried them out to the car past the cleaning crew. Then skipped back in to help with the rest. "My now you're a helpful little girl," commented one older looking lady. "I bet your Mommy's proud of you." "Yes I am, very proud of my little Madison." Mommy said. "Madison? Now that's a pretty name, were you named after the Mermaid?" I looked over my shoulder at Mommy. "No she's much prettier than the Mermaid," Mommy answered. The training pantys felt bulky under my jeans, but no one commented on them and I forgot about them after a while. On the way to the diner I asked, "Mommy what if I have to pee?" "You mean Potty, little girls go potty," she smiled. "What if I have to potty?" "Well Madison, since you are my little girl now you will use the girl's room. Just remember to push your pantys down and sit on the toilet like a girl." I giggled suddenly. "You find that funny?" she teased with a smile. "No Mommy, it's just. Well my mother and sisters always made me sit so I didn't get any on the seat." I felt myself blushing. "See you're already most of the way there. It'll be just fine." She said. In the restaurant the waitress smiled at me. "Now that's a much happier face than the one I saw last night." "Thank you Ma'am." "And well-mannered too. Let me guess you want the sausage and eggs with pancakes. That's what all Tomboys like." "I'm not a Tomboy," I saw Mommy looking amused. "Not anymore. My Mommy's going to make me pretty like she is." As we sat waiting for our orders she got out her nail polish and painted my nails with practiced ease. They were a bright pink now and I almost started to cry before the waitress returned with a big glass of milk. After breakfast Mommy used the bathroom to change my baby brother, I was still wrinkling my nose at the smell as I sat on the potty. When I was finished I watched him while she went potty. Then I tried carrying him, but she traded me the diaper bag and her purse. I helped her fasten him into his car seat and we took off headed toward home. About an hour later we passed through a larger town. "Oh look Madison, they have a Wal-Mart." She was slowing down with her blinker on to turn into the parking lot. She put the diaper bag in a cart and my baby brother Edward in the child seat. I was carrying her purse over my shoulder as we entered the front doors past the greeter. "Where's your girls department," she asked? "Over there just past the Ladies wear. You can't miss it." I was in heaven as I looked at all the packages of assorted pretty pantys. "Go ahead Madison, pick out the ones you want." She encouraged. Picking out a package she looked at the size then found a package the same size as the ones I'd worn the day before. She put them in the cart, then led the way over to the skirts and dresses. I picked out a pretty ruffled skirt with lots of flowers and lace. She held out three different colors, pink, white and blue. "Oh Mommy, I can't decide," she hung the pink one on the side of the cart, and we moved to dresses. I picked out a pretty yellow sun dress with lots of eyelet lace. Next we went and found a pair of Mary Jane shoes that fit me, and two tops, one even read, 'Mommy's Little Princess'. "Ok we need to try them on Sweetie," she led me back to the fitting room and I picked out a pair of pantys, and then the princess top and the skirt. She surprised me when she produced a pair of lace top ankle socks. Opening the door she said, "Walk around so we can be sure that skirt isn't too short." I walked and skipped and bounced happily around. "I love it Mommy, thank you." She picked out the other two in the same size and added them to the cart with the dress. Then catching a sales lady, she asked if it would be ok if I wore what I was wearing out of the store. "Here just let me get the tags for you. Then just give these to the cashier," she smiled at us. "You sure are pretty, what's your name Sweetheart?" "Madison," I answered. "Well you sure do look pretty in that outfit. I bet your Momma's proud of you." Mommy led me over to the purses next and I picked out one like hers, then she bought me my own hairbrush and hair ribbons and berets and scrunchi's to go in it. She added a nail kit and little tube of flavored lip gloss and some perfume. In the car I suddenly said, "Mommy you didn't get yourself anything." "Madison, I already got more than I could ever hope for. I got you, the prettiest little girl any Mommy could ask for." We stopped twice before lunch to feed my baby brother, and to change his diapers. As we entered the restaurant for lunch I pranced to the table, my skirt bouncing with each step. When we sat down I smoothed it under me and she said, "That sure didn't take long." "What didn't take long Mommy?" "You learning to be a little girl." She kissed my cheek. "I guess you learned that watching your sisters. Or maybe you've always walked that way when you're happy and I just never noticed before." "I am happy Mommy, I finally got a Mommy that loves me." By the time we stopped for the night at another motel we were both tired and sweaty from the long drive. When she started to change my baby brother I asked if I could do it, if she would help me. Talk about a life lesson, I was nervous and unsure but determined to do it right. After all, all girls knew how to change dirty diapers, right? Before she let me put a clean diaper on though she had me help her give him a bath, that was fun. She had me strip down to pantys first and she was in pantys and bra, as she guided me in how to wash him without letting him slip under the water. After he was dry she stood back and just coached as I put the diaper and plastic pants on by myself. I was so proud when she told me I did it right. Now the baby brother that I had feared and half resented was new. I really wanted to take care of him like a real girl would do. She let me watch him and take care of him while she took a shower. Then it was my turn. "Madison, do you know what we forgot to get you?" she asked with a snicker. "What Mommy?" "Nities, we didn't get you anything pretty to sleep in." "That's ok Mommy, you already bought me pretty skirts to wear. Besides, I don't think they make anything that goes with a diaper," I blushed remembering I hadn't brought in my bag. "I'll go get it, you just sit here and stay pretty," she smiled stepping out the door. When she came back she set the pink diaper bag on the bed. "Madison, I'm going to run down to that little shopping center a minute. Will you watch Edward, and keep the door locked until I get back?" "Yes Mommy," I promised. She was gone almost an hour, but she returned carrying a large shopping bag. "Look what I found? And the pantys will fit over the training pantys." She pulled out a pretty lace Baby doll set. I wasted no time getting the training pantys out of my bag and she smiled as I tucked my penis again. Then I pulled on the lace pantys and the top, my tears wetting my cheeks. "Thank you Mommy, it's so pretty and fancy." She pulled out a matching set and changed into it. "Now we really do look like Mommy and daughter." I woke up needing to potty and rushed to the bathroom. She was sitting propped up on an elbow when I returned. "You made it," she beamed happily at me. "Yes Mommy," a said just as happily as she pulled me into her arms in a hug. "Mommy, when we were at Wal-Mart everyone kept calling you my Momma instead of Mommy. Why?" Caressing my cheek she said, "That's because you're a big girl. And big girls say Momma instead of Mommy. But you can call me Mommy all you want to." "Like tonight when I'm your little girl, or when I'm wearing a diaper?" "Yes Madison, when you're my Baby girl or my little girl, you should call me Mommy. But you don't have to call me that if you don't want too." "I saw some other girls today wearing pigtails. Do you think my hair would be pretty in pigtails Mommy?" "Sweetie you'd be pretty in a gunny sack with your hair in big floppy curlers." We both had to giggle about that. "Do you want to try it tomorrow?" "Can I please?" "Yes you may, you are going to be so pretty." "If I'm a big girl, will you get me a pretty bra so my boobs can grow big and pretty like yours?" The silence stretched out so long I was afraid I'd said something to upset her. "Madison, Sweetie, do you really mean that? You want breasts like mine, for real?" "Yes Momma, I do." "You aren't just saying that because you think I want to hear it?" "Please Momma." "We'll get you some training bras, and if after a month you still want to, we'll go see a special doctor. And I'll make your Daddy understand somehow." "He might be mad though Momma, I don't want him to get mad at you for helping me be a girl." Now I was scared, because I knew I really wanted to be a girl. "Madison, we have plenty of time to figure it out. Please don't worry about it now ok?" "Ok Mommy," I let her cuddle me, feeling safe in her arms. The next morning she fixed my hair in pigtails for me, and I put on the pretty yellow dress. But then she surprised me by pulling into the little shopping center and buying me three pretty cotton training bras. "Your first bras? Oh my, this is special," gushed the sales lady as she tried to help Momma find the right size. It felt tight around my chest, but it actually pushed some of my chest out bunching it up in the little Double A cups of the first bras I tried on. I saw Momma looking at something in a display case. They were breast enhancers. She bought a pair for me and when they were in place in the bottom of the Full A Cups of the ones we decided on, it looked like I actually had budding breasts like any other thirteen year old girl. I pranced around with my chest out, and she laughed. "God help the boys when you get real boy magnets of your own." I blushed but still had my chest out, they even had a little bit of bounce to them and I wondered if that was really how breasts would feel on my chest. We got back in the car and even the seat belt across my chest made them stand out and I giggled happily. "You really are enjoying being a girl aren't you?" asked Momma. "Yes Momma, I want to be a girl all the time. Not just when it's you and me together," I confessed realizing the truth. She squeezed my hand, "We'll see what we can do about that." her smile was both warm and worried. We talked on the rest of the trip home, my new home. "Madison, do you ever think about boys? You know, as a girl might think about them?" "You mean how nice they look without a shirt? Like my Daddy looks?" "I don't know. How does your Daddy look?" she asked gently. "He's very Strong and handsome," I blushed. "Yes he is, in deed quite handsome, dashing even," I saw a little shiver run through her. "And well endowed." "Well endowed? What's that mean Momma?" "Errr, ummm, something you'll find out about in health class young lady." She giggled then changed the subject. "So do you ever think about girls?" "All the time Momma," I saw her eyes open wider. "I think about what they're wearing and what might go better with it. How if they wear open toe heels they should paint their toe nails or wear tights. How I could totally see myself wearing those short skirts and flirting with boys to get them to carry my books," I blushed suddenly realizing I'd just told her more than I intended too. "So you are more jealous of other girls," she said with an amused smile. "You know your Daddy thought the way you watched girls the last time that you were becoming attracted to them." I blushed even redder, "No I just wanted to be wearing what they were." "So you've never thought about kissing a girl?" "I, Momma can I tell you something, and you won't think I'm bad?" I asked. "Madison, you can talk to Momma about anything. And if I don't understand it I will at least be open minded and tell you what I think. But I won't get mad or think you are bad." "When, when Gina has friends over, some time's they do things together." "Like what?" she asked gently. "You know, Kissing only, all over. Not just on the lips, but other places." "You mean like when your brother is nursing, yes girls do that sometimes." "They kiss each other lower than that. They made me watch. Then laughed because I was embarrassed." "Oh, well now that's just how girls have sex with each other," she explained. I know your mother would say it's wrong or evil, but it's not. It's just natural curiosity. It's the same when boys do that to each other." She fell silent waiting for the next question as she drove along. "Would you think I was Gay if I did something like that with a boy?" I finally got up the courage to ask. "Madison it's only considered gay if it's between boy and boy or girl and girl. You my Sweet Princess are a girl. A very special girl, so no I wouldn't be gay if you did that with a boy." "What about if I did it with another girl?" "Madison, you are talking about right and wrong, correct?" "Yes Momma." She pulled off to the side of the road and twisted in the seat. "I won't lie to you Sweetie. Before your Daddy and I met, I dated a lot of Men and Women. I see nothing wrong in either case. The love shared between two people is no one else's business to judge. Even your Daddy feels that way. and before you ask, yes your Daddy knows I've had sex with other girls." "So you won't be mad at me if, if Gina tells you what I did with Jimmy next door?" I was expecting some sort of response other than the one I got. "No I won't be mad. But I will ask so I'll know if I need to help you learn to do it correctly. And to be sure you didn't get hurt or forced to do it." I leaned across the seat and hugged her, "Thank you Momma." "We'll talk about it later though so I can concentrate on driving ok?" "Ok, thanks Momma." A few hours later we pulled into the main gate and she flashed her ID, reminding me that even though she was my Daddy's wife, she was still a GS9 Civilian working for the military. "I want to get your custody papers to the office before they close for the weekend," she explained. "And see if I can pull a favor or two." The diaper bag and my purse over my shoulder I followed her inside as she carried my brother on her hip. "Dotty, what a pleasant surprise. I didn't expect to see you until Monday," said a man with gold oak leaves on his shoulders. "Tom, I really need a huge favor." She asked as he stared at me. "I thought you said you were going to pick up Donnie," "Tom, please that's the favor I need. But I think we should talk in your office." "Of course, come on in." "Madison, you remember where Momma's office is?" she was handing my brother to me. "Yes Momma," I took him on my hip. "I'll be there as soon as I finish explaining things to Major Hurst." No one bothered me as I sat on the sofa in her office. And then my brothers fussing and the smell told me he needed a clean diaper, and he was hungry. I couldn't do anything about his hunger. But I decided I could change his diaper. I'd just finished and was putting the dirty diaper in the baggy into the outer pocket of the diaper bag when I saw someone standing at the door. "You must be Madison, I'm Specialist Brand, but you can call me Holly." "Hi Holly. I was just changing his diaper," I said. "You are definitely one special big sister. As soon as your Momma gets here I'm going to take you across the street to get a new ID card." "But they'll want to see my birth certificate like last time." "Oh you mean this one that I made copy of with the corrected information?" she held up what looked like my birth certificate. "Why isn't my Momma going with me? What if they ask questions?" "Trust me Sweetie." "Madison, Holly is going to help you get a new ID card. But if I go with you they'll ask too many questions." Momma said. "Come on it'll be fun. Besides I think your Momma needs to feed your little brother." Holly led me across the street and found the least experienced private first class in the office. She told her that I needed a new ID card and then handed over the notarized copy of my revised birth certificate. I saw my first name had been changed to Dawn, and they'd even changed the sex to female. "Yes I know there was a typo last time, but she was a tomboy then so no one worried about it. And this one isn't a temporary summer ID. So her Step Mother is next door at our office getting things straightened out." In less than twenty minutes I was issued a new ID that said I was Shale, Dawn Madison, Dependent Daughter of SFC Shale, David C. and GS9 Shale, Dotty L. I was so happy I was bouncing around and even hugged the PFC before I hurried across the street to show off my new ID card to Momma. "That's wonderful. Did you thank the Major?" she asked. I hugged him and Holly both thanking them. Holly handed something to Momma, who looked at it and smiled, "Thank you, I'll definitely look into this." "Ok Dotty, out of here. Go enjoy your summer with your Daughter and Son," the Major told her. "Holly says the swimming pool on post will be open next week," she remarked absently. "I remember how much you enjoyed swimming last time." We stopped at the commissary on the way home and she got a gallon of milk and some ice cream as well as other groceries. Then we headed home. We lived off post in a nice housing area that was mostly military or people working for the military. The house was new, since they needed a third room now that my baby brother was there. I carried my things into my room looking at how big it was. And I saw my bed sitting there waiting for me. I even had a dresser and chest of drawers. There was a small student desk because they knew I liked to draw and read. "Madison, we have a computer in the Den if you want to use it," she said. "And you can even video chat with your Daddy when he calls." "Momma, I never used a computer before. Can you show me how?" I asked. "Ok, we'll do that right after dinner. What would you like to eat?" she asked me. "I never got asked before, I don't know." "How about Beef Tips and Noodles?" "Momma can I help you make dinner?" She looked at me oddly. "Of course you can." I saw a tear in her eye. "I always wanted a pretty daughter that I could teach to cook." I wandered the new house and ended up in the den, where I finally found them. "Alice, Matilda, I'm so happy to see you both still here. I was afraid I wasn't going to see you again," I said to the Porceline dolls on the book case. "Madison, who are you talking to?" she asked as she stepped into the room. "Oh, so you found them did you?" "Yes Momma, they're so pretty. I was worried that maybe you," I never got to finish. "Madison, they were my first Dolls. I've been saving them in hopes I could pass them on to my daughter. And I think I know the perfect place for them." "Where's that Momma?" "In your room of course." She was smiling. "Oh Momma, thank you. I'll take real good care of them, I promise." "I know you will Sweetie. And I think maybe you should have the trunk in the garage too, since your sisters never wanted them." I remembered the dolls they had bought for my sisters on the few times they had come to visit. And only ended up creating trouble between Momma and Daddy while they were here. I was crying as I hugged her. Remembering how my sisters always got everything they wanted at home. But I only got things when I was here. They had dozens of dolls they never played with, and had neglected. Most didn't even have any clothes on anymore. She helped me carry them to my room and find just the right place for them. Then after she left to see to my baby brother I began putting my things away. I hung up my skirts and tops and put away my pantys and bras. Then I opened the diaper bag and began neatly putting those things away as well. When I started through to the kitchen again someone knocked on the door. "Madison could you get the door please?" "Yes Momma," I answered. Opening the door I saw a woman and young girl about my age. "Hi, you must be Madison. I'm Nancy Hurst and this is my daughter Priscilla. Prissy say hi to Madison." "Hi Madison, you can just call me Anne instead of Prissy. Only my 'Rents' call me that." "Rents?" "Parents, I forget you didn't grow up around the Army." Anne said. "No they use it where I came from, I just never thought to hear it around here. Besides it isn't something I would ever call my parents." "Nancy come on in, Madison, why don't you and Anne get to know each other?" Momma suggested. We went to my room and talked a bit and she told me all about school and what boys in the neighborhood to look out for. All the usual girl gossip. Then she invited me to go swimming when the pool opened. I told her I would have to check with Momma first. We were in the middle of making dinner when the next person showed up. "Oh, Hi Ma'am. I'm sorry but I though I saw a young girl come home with you." "Mrs Rankle, I'm sorry but we're just a bit busy fixing dinner at the moment. And yes you saw my Daughter Madison. Now please, I'm teaching her to cook." Mrs Rankle huffed up as she had the door closed in her face. "Madison, Mrs Rankle is the neighborhood busybody. She looks for any scrap of gossip and if she can't find any she makes it up." I giggled. "She sounds like my sister Lynn." Momma laughed. After dinner Momma began teaching me how to use the computer in the den. She help me get set up with a new user account, then set me up with an Email address, and showed me how to get online. And how to get into Chat. Then cautioned me about going into chats with adults. I was chatting with Anne and getting introduced to other girls online when the phone rang. "Hello?" Momma answered it. "Just a moment," "Madison, click on Prince Charming, and then click private chat just the way I showed you." "Ok Momma," I saw the blinking chat request and clicked on it. "Hi, are you doing ok?" "Yes I'm fine." I answered. "Who is this, do I know you?" "Open your web cam and find out." "Momma?" I asked worried. "Go ahead Madison, find out who your second biggest fan is." I clicked on the open video chat link. Suddenly I was staring straight into my Daddy's eyes. "You are even prettier than Momma said you were. Step back and let me get a good look at you." "Daddy, you, you aren't mad at me? Ashamed of me?" "Now why would I be any of that? You aren't going to run out and get knocked up are you?" "Dave!" "Daddy!" "No Baby Girl, I'm not mad ashamed or anything else except maybe jealous that your Momma gets to spend more time with you right now than I do." I was crying now, my daddy was telling me that he accepted me and still loved me. "How did you know Daddy?" I finally asked. "Madison, your Momma and I don't keep things from each other. And she wanted me to know as soon as possible so I wouldn't be surprised. She called me while you were getting your ID card." I was really crying now, "Thank you Daddy, I really do love you." "I know you do Baby, all I ever wanted was for you to be happy. And I think now you are." "I'll be happier when you come home though." "So will I Baby Girl, so will I." he said. "I told Momma to go ahead and buy you whatever you need. And she has my power of attorney to take you to the right doctors." "Daddy, thank you. But I, I already told Momma that I wanted to wait and be positive first. Maybe until you come home." I bit my lip. "If you want to wait that long, its fine with me. Or if you want to get started tomorrow, it's still good with me. I just want you to be happy." We talked until he ran out of time, then I hugged Momma and thanked her for telling him for me. At ten pm I told Momma I was ready to go to bed. Smiling she said, "Ok Sweetie, you go pick out what you want to sleep in. I'll be in, in a minute." It was still my new bed, and I knew as excited as I was about everything that had happened the chances of an accident were pretty good. I spread out the changing pad on top of my comforter, then set out a clean diaper and pretty plastic pantys before getting naked. Looking at my penis I frowned, then pulled on my pantys to hide it until Momma came in. I was going to be a good girl, I knew now what I wanted from my life. And my Mommy and Daddy were going to help me. Mommy came in and put my diaper on with just as much love and concern as ever. Then she tucked me in with Alice and Matilda, kissing each of us goodnight. I woke up around two the sudden urge to pee washing through my sleep clouded mind. I squeezed my thighs together as tight as the diaper would let me, as I tried to get out of bed, before it happened. On the way to the bathroom I saw Mommy in my brother's room putting a clean diaper on him. "Madison, do you need a dry diaper?" she asked gently. "Not, not yet Mommy but I need to potty real bad." I answered her. "Ok Baby, try to get your diaper off, but it's ok if you can't make it in time. Mommy understands you tried." Afraid of making a mess in the floor I just pushed the plastic pantys down enough to get at the pins. When I had them out though I had to open my thighs to get the diaper off. I pushed diaper and plastic pantys down together in one big rush as I tried to sit on the potty at the same time. I felt the pee flowing even as my bottom hit the seat. But still some had gotten in the diaper. I sat there crying sad because I had almost made it. "Madison, what's the matter Sweetie?" she asked as she came into the bathroom. "I, I almost made it Mommy. I'm sorry I couldn't hold it any longer." She knelt down and gently pulled the plastic pantys and diaper the rest of the way off. "Madison, this isn't that bad. You barely got it wet at all," she kissed my forehead. "Mommy's proud of you." After I wiped and stood up she led me by the hand back to my room, she dropped the diaper in the pail and closed the lid. Then patting the bed she had me lay back down for her. Taking out both training pantys and a clean diaper she gave me a choice. "I still wet my diaper Mommy, I think I better have another one just in case. Besides last time we agreed that if I wet a diaper I had to wear another one, remember?" I reminded her of the agreement we'd made three years ago. "Yes but you're also Mommy's big girl now too," she reminded me. "And you didn't have any problems with the training pantys in the motel." "I know Mommy, maybe if I don't have any more accidents tonight we can try it tomorrow night, please?" She kissed my forehead again as she tucked me in. "Yes and I have a special surprise for you tomorrow."