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Shelly In Diapers (Fg,extreme pedo,toddler,diapers,ws,scat)
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Copyright © 2000, H. Grant. All Rights Reserved!

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pedophilia, scat, or diaper related activity, DO NOT proceed to read
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STORY CODES: Fg,extreme pedo,toddler,diapers,ws,scat

STORY INTRO: Jill is a substitute caregiver at the Blenheim nursery
daycare center where she watches over infants and toddlers ages three
and under. Proving her skills as a prominent day care provider, she is
invited to become the private babysitter for little Shelly Masteson.
Despite her worthy credentials, neither of Shelly's parents suspect
Jill's dark secret - a passion for sexual activity with toddlers!




Shelly In Diapers

by H. Grant

Shelly waddled over to Jill at the far end of the nursery room.
Her pretty white diaper was bunched up in the crotch area and made a
slight rattling noise whenever her legs crossed each other. Being only
two years old, she was just beginning to learn how to walk. Her pretty
little pamper looked snug against her baby crotch and she seemed
excited. The smell of baby powder was unmistakable as she stood in
front of Jill wearing her hair in pretty pigtails. Jill was filling in
for one of the workers at the Blenheim nursery center. It was past
6:30 p.m. and all the other children had departed. Shelly was the
exception because both her parents worked until 8:00 p.m. This wasn't
the first time that Jill had filled in as a substitute worker. The 25
year old red head had seen many days in the nursery and changed many
diapers. She had gotten the opportunity to act as a fill in while she
worked on getting her certification in child care. The real reason
Jill was interested in infant care was the fact that she enjoyed
changing diapers. For some reason, she found herself oddly attracted
to scat and urine - particularly that of a child.

Jill stared down at Shelly lovingly.

"How are we doing today Shelly? How's my sweet baby girl?" she
asked in a high pitched voice.

Shelly just stared up at Jill with a confused expression. Within
seconds she began to wet herself. The whole bottom side of her pamper
became soaked with pee. Jill picked her up and carried her over to the
high chair - not realizing that Shelly had peed herself. At least not
until she located the wet area of her diaper and felt the moisture.

"Oh my goodness! Has little Shelly made wee wee?" she asked once
again in a high pitched voice.

Within moments, Jill had placed Shelly on the pink changing table
and unfastened her diaper. Gently she pealed back Shelly's pamper -
revealing a very pretty child cunt. Sure enough there was a puddle of
yellow moisture at the base of the open pamper.

"pee" Shelly blurted out as she stared at the ceiling waiting to be
changed.

The nursery room was well decorated with child furniture from wall
to wall. A beautiful rocking horse stood at the far corner of the room
adjacent to the high chair used for feeding. The walls were decorated
with clowns and balloons. The children's various clay and paint
projects were hung about the walls as well - a nice gesture from the
nursery room staff to indicate their learning progress to the parents.


Jill had enjoyed working with the nursery school staff. She had
moved to the town of Bleinheim nearly three years ago and couldn't wait
to get a job at the nursery. She had applied for work under the
promise that she would obtain her certification in child care within
short order. Her boyfriend, Tom Hill, had gotten a job at a local
construction company and had begun work immediately that summer. The
two had shared an apartment and split the rent nearly fifty fifty. But
the loving couple had fallen on hard times of late due to a recent
union strike within Tom's firm. For his part, Tom tried desperately to
obtain work through the means of sub-contracting, but it wasn't always
easy - to say the least. In addition to that, he didn't have very much
income outside of his union benefits and payments. The strike had been
going on for nearly a year now and the money was running low. It
wasn't long before the tension mounted and the couple began fighting.
For Jill, it seemed these days at the nursery were the best possible
way to get away from it all. Besides, her sex life wasn't that good
either considering the stress they had been under in recent months.
But that wasn't the real reason Jill had trouble getting in the mood
for Tom. She longed for a man to control her and dominate her. It
seemed every man she ever dated treated her with respect and courtesy
and Tom was certainly no exception. It was almost becoming a cliché.


The other half of the problem of course was her insatiable
addiction to scat. At first, Jill felt shameful about this fixation.
It began much earlier in her life when she was still a toddler. She
would often be teased and humiliated on the changing table while her
parents or caregivers changed her. The degrading comments were
relentlessly applied to her upon every diaper changing session -
especially when she was messy.

As Jill grew older, she remained fixated on two aspects of that
childhood trauma. The first was the scat aspect of sex. The second
was the degradation she had faced at the hands of her father (in most
cases). After a while, she had grown to enjoy those memories and even
masturbate to them.

Jill's lifestyle revolved around pornography and masturbation for
the most part. She kept a private stash of pornographic films and
magazines in the trunk of her car. Whenever Tom wasn't around, she
would often pop in a video involving the nude scenes of other women
(often being degraded and fucked by one or more men). This turned her
on almost as much as scat. But her darkest secret lay in her ability
to obtain child pornography over the Internet. A technique she had
mastered while she was still in school.

She was extremely disappointed to find that there were hardly any
pictures of babies in diapers. She secretly fantasized about viewing
pictures of toddlers on the Internet with poopy diapers, but there were
none available. Of course, her real life experiences in the Blenheim
nursery were more than enough to satisfy her insatiable needs. She
loved the smell of a toddler's messy diaper. The sweet smell of poo
poo as it squished around inside their pretty white pampers - becoming
all mushy and smelly. The best part was when she lay them on the
changing table and opened their disposable diapers - revealing their
tiny genitals smeared with slutty child poo - all stinky and usually
caked at the crotch. She loved the big messes - the ones where the poo
poo was smeared all over their cute little hineys. Another aspect she
enjoyed about changing poopy pampers was the expressions on the
toddler's faces. The boys usually had a blank expression, but the
girls would become rather embarrassed. Realizing their degrading
predicament, they would lie their with their smelly mess exposed for
all to see, and their cheeks would grow bright pink with embarrassment
while their cute little hineys were wiped with baby wipes and their
dirty diaper was removed and thrown in the diaper pail. The smell was
even more degrading to the girls as the older boys held their noses and
laughed at them. Jill made sure that all the other children in the
nursery could see what was going on during the diaper changing process
and welcomed their degrading comments and remarks. She just loved
getting off on it as it reminded her of the nasty experiences in her
infancy.

So there was little Shelly - staring at the ceiling while her pee
pee diaper was removed and replaced with a new one. This time there
was little cause for embarrassment because all the other children had
been picked up much earlier and taken home. Jill finished swabbing her
down with baby wipes and placed a new disposable pamper on her baby
bottom. Then she lifted little Shelly from the table and placed her on
the floor. Shelly stared up at Jill and smiled - placing a finger in
her pouty little mouth. Then she grabbed her crotch and jumped for
joy. Now she was dry and she could go play.

Minutes later, Shelly's father arrived to pick her up. He was so
glad to see his little girl after a hard days work and he thanked Jill
for staying overtime to watch her.

"Thank you so much Jill. I don't know why, but Shelly seems to be
more happy on the days that you are filling in. I'm sure she must like
you." He said in a kind manner.

"You're quite welcome sir. I'm sure she's looking forward to going
home now though." Jill replied in a sweet voice.

Jill liked Shelly's father a lot. He seemed like the kind and
gentleman who couldn't harm a fly even if he wanted to. He was also in
very good shape for a man of 33. His shoulders were broad (much like
Toms) and he had a big chest. Unfortunately, Jill found herself
becoming less and less attracted to an adult male's physique by the
day. She was falling in love with the nursery - especially the
toddlers, and she wished that she could someday work full time in the
Blenheim nursery. Or better yet, she could open her very own child
care center. Until then, she reckoned that she would have to make due
with her current lot in life - that of a substitute caregiver in
training.

Jill drove back to the apartment and found Tom in his usual place
in front of the television swilling a can of Bud and watching re-runs
of old sitcoms. They barely spoke to each other anymore. They had gone
far beyond the realm of fighting and were now content to sustain the
relationship as a matter of financial convenience. Quickly Jill shed
her clothing and retired to the bathroom to take a warm shower.

She bathed in the warm flow of water and imagined to herself that
she was taking a golden shower - bathing in piss! She let her
imagination run wild as she envisioned several men peeing on her and
degrading her all at once. If only she could convince Tom that this
was what she really wanted. To be told what a whore she was and pissed
on all the time - maybe even shit on! Then her mind skipped back to
the nursery and all the poopy diapers she had changed. All the
beautiful mushy pampers drenched with urine and stinky brown BM. Soon
she would be able to realize her dream. Soon she would be asked to
work full time at the Blenheim nursery. Maybe, if she worked hard
enough, she would be promoted to the position of head caregiver. That
post currently belonged to Cindy - a 42 year old co-worker who had been
with the nursery since its inception back in 1982. She shared a
partial ownership of the center with her husband Keith since marrying
him. Jill began to shiver with evil thoughts as she began to devise a
new plan. Maybe working at the center wasn't in her best interests
after all. Maybe if she could find a way to become a full time
babysitter for some of the toddlers in her own apartment, she wouldn't
need to obtain her certification. Already she knew enough about child
care to protect them against harm or injury. All she would need to do
was kick Tom out of her life and live in the apartment herself. As
things currently stood, she was already paying most of the bills and
supporting Tom during this never ending strike, and somewhere along the
way she had fallen out of love with him. They almost never had sex
anymore and the few times they did, it was not enjoyable for her. That
was it! Jill made up her mind to break the news to Tom. The sooner
the better.

The next morning, Jill presented Tom with a deadline to pack up his
things and move out of the apartment. She gave him two weeks to settle
in somewhere else. In the meantime, they agreed to sleep in separate
rooms and speak to each other only when necessary.


* * * *


The next two weeks went by ever so slowly for Jill. She was called
into work only once - but it had been a successful day for her in more
ways then one. She got to change her usual amount of dirty pampers,
but most importantly Shelly's father inquired about her services as a
babysitter. He was very keen on how baby Shelly had taken a liking to
Jill, but more importantly, he was running out of money to pay for
Shelly's nursery school expenses and he was looking to cut corners.
Jill was more than happy to offer her babysitting services for Shelly.
Thankful for her support, Shelly's father agreed to drop Shelly off
everyday after school at Jill's (now vacant) apartment. Jill was so
excited. She couldn't wait to humiliate and degrade Shelly to new
levels of decadence - all in the privacy of her very own apartment. It
was like a dream come true.

Tom picked up the last of his luggage and departed on Thursday for
good. It would be a long weekend for Jill. Not because she would miss
Tom, but because it would be four days until Monday. That would be the
first of a long series of babysitting sessions with two year old
Shelly. Jill spared no effort in preparing her apartment for Shelly's
arrival. She decorated the rooms as if she were about to give birth to
her very own child. She painted the walls pink and bought some cheap
baby furniture from a second hand store. She also bought plenty of
pink and white disposable diapers with some of the money she had in her
savings account at the bank. Last were the purchases of baby bottles,
a high chair, baby wipes, and baby formula. By Sunday evening,
everything was in place and Jill was exhausted. Despite her
excitement, she would have no trouble sleeping that night.

The next morning, Jill got up early. She showered and dressed
herself in one of her favorite outfits that resembled that of the
perfect nanny. It looked kind of like a maid's outfit complete with
shiny black high heels and dark pantyhose. Quickly she prepared the
changing table and readied the baby wipes and disposable diapers for
little Shelly. She was so excited her pussy became sopping wet and
drenched her pantyhose. It was almost as if Jill had wet herself.
Sure enough at 8:00 AM there was a knock at the door. Jill opened it
to see Shelly's mother standing their holding the child. Shelly looked
tired and was resting her head on her mother's shoulders.

"Well hello there Mrs. Masteson!" said Jill in a kind voice.

"How do you do Jill? Good seeing you again. We're tickled pink
that you are able to watch over Shelly for us. My husband and I lead a
busy life and we just can't afford the rates at the Blenheim nursery
school." Replied the young woman.

"Not to worry. I'll take good care of her for you." Replied Jill.

"I'm sure you will dear. I've heard some really good things about
you from my husband and I trust you implicitly." Said Mrs. Masteson.
"Well I really must be going now. If you have any problems, feel free
to call me at work."

Shelly's mother placed her daughter in Jill's arms and handed over
a slip of paper with a phone number on it. Then she departed for work.
Jill closed the door and carried Shelly over to the sofa. Gently she
lay Shelly down for an early morning nap. After a few minutes had
passed, Shelly was sound asleep. Jill took the opportunity to gently
spread Shelly's legs and sniff her diaper. The smell of baby powder
protruded from Shelly's pampered crotch like most other babies and Jill
envisioned her sweet little pee pee hole inside.

This was definitely going to be her kind of day. She turned on the
television and watched the morning news while she waited for little
Shelly to wake up.

Approximately one hour later, Shelly was up and wandering around
the apartment exploring every possible room and closet. She seemed
happy to be in Jill's company and often went over to sit on Jill's lap.
Jill didn't force things with Shelly. She knew that in time, the
little toddler would have her accident and give her just cause to open
her sweet little diaper. Shelly climbed up on Jill's lap and sucked
her fingers while watching the television. A soap opera was on and
even Jill had become transfixed with the show. Gently she cradled
Shelly in her arms. This had proven quite difficult because Shelly was
a growing girl and had already put on an inch or two from when they
first met.

Inevitably, a diaper commercial came on. It was a Huggies Ultra
Trim commercial.

"How about that little one...are you going to make potties for me?
Hmmm?" Asked Jill in her sweetest high pitched voice?

Shelly was unable to talk back having very little knowledge of
grown up vocabulary. She did however know what the words "poo" and
"pee" meant having been taught by her mother. To this extent, she was
very good at indicating when she had done her "duty" in her diaper.
Jill placed her soft hand under Shelly's bottom - feeling the plastic
encasing the cotton substance of her precious disposable diaper. It
made a slight rattling noise as little Shelly squirmed around in her
lap. Squirming was a sure sign of a toddler's need to use the potty.
Within a matter of moments, Shelly began to pee inside her diaper. The
little stream of urine squirted out of her little tinkle hole and into
her thirsty diaper - coating it with the juicy yellow liquid that
little girls are made of. Jill almost instantly felt the moisture and
lifted Shelly high in the air - pressing her backside against her nose.
Sure enough, the scent of baby piss was unmistakable and Jill
proceeded to carry Shelly to the changing table in her bedroom. Gently
she lay the toddler on her back and lifted her little legs in the air.

"Well now, it looks like baby Shelly has made a wee wee in her
diapey!" Said Jill in her customary high pitched voice.

Shelly giggled while Jill unfastened her diaper and peeled back the
plastic fabric - revealing her precious wee wee hole. Her little baby
twat glistened with moisture and yellow piddle as the diaper was
completely removed. Jill took out some baby powder and wet wipes.
Gently, she began to swab Shelly's little tushy up and down - paying
specific attention to the inner folds of her tiny bald vagina. Shelly
grew excited and began to coo while the baby wipes were being applied
to her puffy clitty. The smell of pee pee engulfed the room as her
diaper was being changed. Jill leaned forward and smelled the baby's
cute little pisser. Having wiped the pee off, it was now pink and
smelled fresh with soft baby powder. Jill darted her tongue out and
licked the little nub just above the little girl's crack. Shelly cooed
with pleasure as she felt something warm and moist wiggle around her
pee pee hole. Jill's tongue felt all slimy and moist against her baby
clit and she spread her legs even wider to permit better access to her
little cunny.

"That's a good little cunt." Soothed Jill in a sexy voice. "Spread
your legs nice and wide so that Jill can lick your bottom....goooood
girl! You're behaving so well for your babysitter."

With expert precision, she darted her tongue even lower -
exploring little Shelly's tiny brown anus. She circled the rim and
spread little Shelly's cheeks apart - forcing her little brown hole to
open slightly emitting the slight smell of the toddler's precious anal
aroma. Slowly, Jill pushed her tongue inside and tasted the sweet
bitterness of Shelly's brown hole. Shelly squirmed on the changing
table as she felt Jill's tongue push its way into her tiny brown "poo
poo hole." Jill was growing excited as well. She reached under her
dress and lifted it up so that she could fondle her juicy panties with
one hand. Of course, she could no longer hold Shelly's butt cheeks
apart so she released them entirely. Slowly Jill began messaging her
sopping wet panties while she stared down at little Shelly wiggling on
the changing table. Gently she slipped a finger up underneath the
elastic band of her white panties and fingered her wet crotch - pushing
an index finger up inside the lips of her womanly labia. Jill was a
rare breed of woman in that she was a "squirter" by nature. She had
multiple ejaculations that resulted in a stream of juice squirting out
of her pussy - similar to urine. That was something that had attracted
Tom to her when they first met and was largely responsible for
sustaining their sex life until the end. Now, as she stroked her clit,
Jill began to feel the pulsating sensations build up in her quim.
Within short order, she began to squirt repeatedly into her underpants
- coating them with pussy goo and stinking up the room with a pleasant
"womanly odor." The combined scent of Shelly's pee soaked diaper and
Jill's gushy panties enveloped the room in a sweet sexual aroma - an
aroma that would drive any man crazy if they were present.

When she was finished, she placed a fresh diaper on little Shelly
and carried her over to the feeding chair for a snack. Shelly drooled
a little bit on her teddy bear shirt while she was being placed in the
high chair. Jill withdrew some infant formula from the cupboard and
fed it to Shelly. She stared intently at Shelly's crotch - anxiously
awaiting her next accident with avid anticipation. Shelly slurped away
at the formula and drooled some more. It was clear that she was just a
stupid little girl who giggled and messed her diapers frequently. Jill
could do anything she wanted with Shelly - anything! Dark and dirty
thoughts began to creep into her mind as she thought of the near
infinite possibilities involving sexual activity with the naive young
tot.

"You're just a stupid little cunt aren't you Shelly?" said Jill.
"You'll do anything I want won't you my little darling. I'll bet
you'll even enjoy playing poo poo games with me won't you!"

Shelly just continued drooling and spilling her food on her teddy
bear shirt. Jill had neglected to place a bib on her and it showed.
Food was slopping itself all the way down the little toddler's shirt
and onto the floor below. When it appeared that Shelly was finished
her meal, Jill lifted her out of the high chair and placed her on the
floor to walk around. This would (no doubt) encourage a little
accident in her hiney area. Shelly waddled around and continued
drooling on the floor. Jill observed her every move. Waiting for even
the slightest hint of a grunt - or a slight expansion or bulge in the
child's diaper. Shelly seemed dim witted and perplexed by what was on
TV. She plopped herself down on her cute little rump and watched the
activity on the screen knowing absolutely nothing about what was going
on. She felt a slight pressure in her bowels - but not enough to make
potty yet. She continued sucking on her fingers and drooling on the
carpet. Shelly didn't mind this at all. She was used to observing
this type of activity among the toddlers at the Blenheim nursery. The
children at the nursery would all sit collectively in front of the
small TV and watch cartoons most of the day. Just drooling and going
in their diapers. Jill was used to observing the symptoms of a messy
diaper. First, one of the children would start squirming uncomfortably
while sitting down. Then the child would jump up and run around the
nursery excitedly - stopping suddenly and squatting down. Within
moments Jill would observe the puffy white diaper push outward slightly
and expand - forming a slight bulge in the back and becoming more
puffy. Within moments, the smell of poo poo would invade the nursery
causing the other children to look around and hold their noses. That
was when Jill stepped in and invited the other children to come over to
the changing table to observe the mess the child had made.

Now, as she watched over little Shelly, she looked for the same
symptoms. Having already brought herself off once, Jill was in no
hurry to rush things with Shelly. She was bound to make a poopy mess
eventually and the smell would undoubtedly give her away. Waiting
patiently for something to happen, Jill sat on the sofa and continued
watching the soap operas. It seemed like hours before Jill finally
noticed Shelly fidgeting on the floor. She began by shifting
uncomfortably while she was seated. Within moments, she stood up and
waddled around the living room grasping the back of her crotch and
drooling on the floor. Shelly continued doing this for a few minutes
before stopping suddenly and squatting down in the middle of the room.

"poo!" the little cunt stammered as the first of several BM's
squeezed out of her dirty bottom and into her clean puffy diaper.

Shelly began making a huge mess - filling her diapers to the point
where some of the poop slithered out to the edge of her pamper. A
brown smudge poked out and streaked her inner thigh which was clearly
visible to Jill. Fearful that some of the mess would fall on the
carpet, she scooped up Shelly and carried her to the back room -
placing her on the diaper changing table.

"Shelly's made a poo poo!" Jill said in her high voice as she
raised Shelly's legs and unfastened the little girl's pamper.

The mess was enormous - engulfing most of the pamper in both the
front and rear. Shelly's bottom was mushy brown and very stinky. Some
of the BM had wedged its way into her puffy vaginal area making her
smell even more.

"My goodness what a little slut you are! Pooing your pampies like
that!" Said Jill effectionately.

Jill scooped up some of Shelly's potty mess and began smearing it
on her belly button and thighs - coating the infant in the brown smelly
mud. Not only did she look like a slutty toddler - she smelled like
one too! Shelly must have realized how messy she was because she
squirmed uncomfortably on the changing table and tried to close her
legs. It was no use struggling however. Jill held the toddler's legs
open and began smearing the shit all over her slutty bottom and onto
her lower thighs

"That's right Shelly. It's time for your 'poo poo' bath!" Soothed
Jill as she covered the toddler's lower body with dirty brown BM.

The smell of Shelly's aweful mess invaded the room and crept out
into the hallway. Soon the whole apartment began to smell like a
child's nursery. Jill removed Shelly's diaper and held it up in front
of the toddler so that she could see it. Shelly's face grew pink with
embarrassment as she saw the filthy soft poopies she had made in her
disposable pamper. The BM was smudged all over the inner lining of the
diaper while the rest was smeared all over her lower body. The smell
was powerful and pervasive and invaded Shelly's nostrils like and
unwanted guest. Sensing Shelly's displeasure with her predicament,
Jill reached down and began rubbing the little girl's clitoris in order
to make her feel good. It wasn't long before the little girl began to
coo and giggle with baby pleasure.

After a while, Jill began to stroke her own clit while she
observed Shelly's messy predicament. The smell of poo poo was so
intoxicating that Jill achieved an orgasm within minutes. When she was
finished ejaculating into her underwear for the second time in nearly
three hours, Jill wiped Shelly's messy bottom thoroughly with soft wet
baby wipes. Then she wiped all the poop off of the child's lower body.
This required a ton of baby wipes. Then she applied fresh talcom powder
to her sweet little candy crotch. Finally she placed a pretty pink
disposable diaper on Shelly's cute little bottom and lifted her off the
changing table. Once she was placed on the floor, Shelly ran out of
the room and down the hallway - confused and embarrassed. Even at the
young age of two, she knew what it felt like to be humiliated and right
now she felt it in the worst way. It was almost as if she had received
a spanking. The young tot nervously approached the sofa in the living
room and sat down on it. Her face was bright pink with embarrassment
and her rosy cheeks puffed out slightly. Nervously she sucked her
thumb and fingers and tried to watch television. Again she found
herself unable to comprehend anything as the characters came and went
on the screen with what appeared to be meaningless dialogue. Jill
walked into the room a little later having changed her underwear and
washed her hands. The two sat on the sofa without touching each other
for the remainder of the afternoon. As far as Jill was concerned, she
was finished with Shelly for the day. She was no longer horny and
cared little for Shelly's other needs. When 8:00 PM rolled around,
Shelly was anxious to leave. This time however, she didn't turn to hug
Jill good-bye. Instead, she grabbed her father by the knee and hid
behind him while he discussed payment matters with Jill. This struck
Mr. Masteson as sort of odd, but he dismissed the behavior on the
assumption that the apartment was new to Shelly and was probably the
cause of her fearful behavior. Mr. Masteson departed on good terms
with Jill and took Shelly home.

When they arrived at the house, Mr. Masteson took Shelly inside and
gave her a bath. He observed how clean she was and prided himself on
choosing Jill as a babysitter instead of paying the ridiculous fees
incurred by the Blenheim nursery. This was going to be the perfect
solution to their financial problems he thought to himself as he wiped
Shelly's private area with soap. Mr. Masteson was by no means a
pervert, and he continued cleaning Shelly without any hint of sexual
advance. When he finished bathing her, he dried her off thoroughly
with a towel and dressed her in a pair of cute little training pants
for the night. Then he tucked her into bed and went out to greet his
wife.

"Jill is definitely a life saver." He said to his wife. "I don't
know what we would have if she hadn't volunteered to help us."

"She is definitely a sweet girl." Replied Mrs. Masteson. "Maybe we
should invite her over here for dinner. I think it would be a nice
gesture on our behalf."

Mr. Masteson's cock began to grow in his pants. While he was by
no means a pedophile, he definitely had an eye for Jill and had been
trying to think up ways to approach her behind his wife's back. It was
the main reason why he looked forward to picking Shelly up from the
Blenheim nursery everyday. Many nights he had drifted off to sleep
fantasizing about Jill.

"I agree." He spoke up. "We should invite her over for dinner.
After all, it is the least we can do for her - seeing as to how we are
only paying her seven dollars an hour to watch our daughter."

Mrs. Masteson looked up from her paper.

"You think we should invite her soon?" She asked.

"Definitely." Replied Mr. Masteson. "She is certainly deserving of
our gratitude."

The two of them chatted for another hour or so about Shelly's
imminent toilet training and medical bills. Then they went to bed.

The next morning, Mrs. Masteson dropped Shelly off again at Jill's
apartment and asked to be let in for a brief chat. Having cleaned up
the apartment thoroughly from the previous day, Jill was more than
happy to oblige.

"Come on in Mrs. Masteson, I'll bet you're dying to see the
apartment set up I have for Shelly's needs." Chimed Jill as she opened
the door for her new companion.

"Actually I came to extend my deepest gratitude for all your help
with Shelly in addition to an invitation to dinner at our house on
Thursday evening." Replied Mrs. Masteson in a sincere tone. "My
husband and I are very grateful for all that you have done for us and
we look forward to intrusting you with our daughter more frequently.
Next month we plan on being quite busy getting ourselves back on track
with out work schedules and we will definitely need your help watching
over little Shelly during that time."

Jill nearly creamed her panties on the spot. She was going to
have Shelly practically all to herself. Barely able to hide her
excitement, Jill managed a slight blush at the prospect of babysitting
Shelly more often.

"You shouldn't Mrs. Masteson!" Jill managed to reply. "I'm quite
flattered that you are pleased with my services as a babysitter. Would
you like to see the apartment?"

"Yes I would if you don't mind." Said Mrs. Masteson as she looked
around the living room observing the large sofa and television.

"No problem Mrs Masteson. Step right this way. I'll show you the
playroom first." Said Jill as she led the way down the hall.

"Is this your own place?" Asked Mrs. Masteson.

"Indeed it is." Replied Jill. "I used to live here with my
boyfriend but things didn't quite work out the way we had planned - we
split up about two weeks ago."

"I'm sorry to here that." Replied Mrs. Masteson.

"Don't be. I like living on my own and taking care of children."
Answered Jill.

Within moments, they were in the playroom where Jill had
carefully stocked the floor with dollies and stuffed animals for Shelly
to play with. Next was the changing room where Mrs. Masteson was
greeted by the sight of a nicely furnished changing table complete with
straps to hold Shelly in place in case she struggled - not to mention a
huge supply of disposable diapers - diapers of the pink and white
variety. On the table next to the changing station lay the other basic
accessories - baby wipes, ointment, lotions, and baby powder.

"Wow! You certainly have gone out of your way for Shelly. I'm
impressed!" Said Mrs. Masteson in a joyful tone.

"Thank you. I appreciate the complement." Replied Jill.

With the tour now complete, Mrs Masteson said farewell and went to
work leaving Shelly in the care of Jill for the second day.

"Come here little one. Don't be shy of me." Said Jill in a
calculated tone of voice.

Shelly was hesitant to approach Jill at first, but she seemed to
have forgotten most of the previous day's events. Finally she stepped
forward and embraced Jill.

"That's my girl!" Said Jill in a friendly tone of voice. "We're
going to have a great time together you and I."

With that, Jill led Shelly into the playroom to show her the new
toys she had purchased the night before. Of course, they were only
bought to serve as a distraction until Shelly pooped her diaper. Then
the fun would really begin. This time Jill had plans to go a step
further with Shelly. Today she planned to give the toddler a bath - a
special kind of bath. But first it was play time, and then a stint in
front of the television to watch cartoons.

Jill sat in the chair in the corner and observed Shelly playing
with the stuffed animals on the floor. Her cute little diaper was all
bunched up in the front and her chubby little legs looked oh so sexy!
The stupid little girl drooled on the floor and babbled in short
syllables. Her face was so sweet and pink with color and she smelled
of fresh baby powder.

"Ga...goo goo!" she babbled as she wadded around the playroom
floor on all fours.

Her diapered bottom came into view and looked very adorable. The
padding of the pamper was nice and white and bunched up in the back
just at is was in the front. Jill envisioned a mushy blob of BM at the
center of that cute little pamper - nice, brown and smelly! She
imagined little Shelly waddling around moving her legs in such a way as
to smear the shameful mess into a bigger pile inside her pamper -
making it stink even more.

How wonderful it was to have this precious little girl all to
herself to abuse and degrade whenever she felt like it. And to top it
all off, she was being paid for this!

Jill continued watching Shelly for about a half an hour, then she
picked her up and carried her to the living room to watch cartoons.
Jill was not only waiting for Shelly to make potty, she was also hoping
to build up pressure in her own bowels as well. She wanted to
introduce Shelly to the wonderful and perverse pleasures of a brown
shower in her bath tub.

After what seemed like an eternity, Jill felt the need to pee.
Measuring her words carefully, she decided to sweet talk Shelly into
the bathroom.

"Come on sweetie! Your babysitter has to go potty. You want to
watch me go potty? Hmmmm?" Asked Jill in her usual high pitched
voice.

Shelly couldn't resist the sweet sound of Jill's voice. It
sounded as if something good and fun was about to happen to her.
Quickly she jumped to her little feat and danced excitedly around the
room - almost as if she had to pee. Jill led the stupid little girl
into the bathroom and guided her into the tub. She quickly removed her
dress and panties and pushed Shelly onto her back. The tub felt cold
and unforgiving to Shelly and she squirmed uncomfortably from side to
side. She was wearing nothing but her puffy pamper. Jill stood over
Shelly and squatted down. Within seconds she started to pee all over
the toddler. Tiny splashes of urine streamed down from Jill's vagina
and onto Shelly's hair and face. Some of the piss tricked down the
babies stomach and reached her crotch area - seeping into her diaper.

"That's a good girl. Hold still while I pee all over your slutty
body!" Commanded Jill in a firm but steady voice.

The urine continued to rain down on Shelly - bathing her in a
yellow steamy liquid that covered her from head to toe. She began to
smell like a slutty piece of white trash as the piss formed a puddle at
the base of the bathtub.

"What a good girl! You're just a smelly little cunt aren't you -
all covered in filthy piss!" Said Jill as she degraded little Shelly
without mercy.

The little girl began to whimper as she began to feel
uncomfortable. She wasn't used to this kind of treatment and it had
never happened to her before. The liquid felt warm all over her
precious little body and it smelled familiar too. Almost like when she
was having her diaper changed. The scent of urine triggered off
feelings of humiliation within Shelly's little mind. She was only
dimly aware that she was being used as a diaper for Jill's pleasure.
Now, that's all she was - a human diaper!

Jill continued hovering over Shelly - squeezing her rectal
muscles. A few moments passed with only the sound of Shelly's
whimpering apparent. Then Jill let out a loud fart as she felt more
pressure building up in her womanly bowels. A very large BM was
definitely coming. It was only a matter of time. Shelly squirmed back
and forth in the tub and began sucking her fingers. She had gotten
used to the cold feeling of steel against her back and she began to
calm down a little bit.

That was when Jill's anus began to open and a dark brown circular
object began to emerge. It was very thick and very stinky. Slowly,
the filthy log began to squeeze its way outward - forming a little
curvature as it wormed its way out of the dirty brown opening. The
more it escaped, the faster it went until the entire log jutted out and
plopped onto the little girl's tummy. The stinky poop felt warm and
mushy against the toddler's skin and began to dry almost instantly.
Shelly detected the odor immediately and began to cry her displeasure.
But it was too late. Another disgusting turd fell onto her pamper and
another one on her belly button. Three large piles of filthy shit
formed on Shelly's infant body and began to smell horrible. The whole
bathtub had become a sewer and sweet baby Shelly lay right in the
middle of it - squirming around like a slutty piece of meat.

When Jill was finished making "grown up potty", she turned and
looked down at little Shelly. She was greeted with the most beautiful
sight in the whole world. A stupid little white trash toddler covered
in poo poo! Jill almost ejaculated right then and there. She had
never had an opportunity to do this before and she wanted to savor it
to the fullest.

"That's it you little white trash cunt. You're just a stupid little
toilet who babbles and shits her diaper!" Said Jill in a harsh and
degrading tone.

With that, she reached out with her toe and smeared some of the
feces around on the little toddler's body - until she was coated with
the mushy brown mud. Then she took hold of Shelly's pee stained hair
and wiped her dirty butt with it until all traces of poop had been
removed. Jill smiled with glee and began fingering her cunt. Shelly
had become just a stupid dummy - a play doll lying in a tub filled with
urine and filthy excrement.

Jill continued fingering her cunt until she achieved a multiple
orgasm and squirted all over baby Shelly - rinsing some of the poop out
of her short blonde hair. Then she raised Shelly to her feet and
turned on the faucet. The incoming water helped to dilute and wash
away the excrement in the tub. Next, Jill took a rag and scrubbed
Shelly properly from head to toe - removing any evidence that would
suggest that she had received the first of many brown showers to come
in the future. Shelly stood still while Jill removed her diaper and
cleaned her bottom.

When the cleaning process was finished, Jill lifted Shelly out of
the tub and placed some fresh baby powder on her soft pudgy white trash
twat. Then she put a brand new - pink disposable pamper on her baby
cunny and carried her into the kitchen for an early afternoon snack.
Shelly looked adorable in her new disposable nappy - all nice and
clean!

She was gently placed in a high chair and given some baby formula.
Jill made sure it was laced with a depressant medication to help the
child sleep. Jill had no interest in dealing with the infant whore
outside of sexual activity. The toddler quickly devoured the formula
and began to grow tired rather rapidly. It wasn't long before the
stupid little cunt slumped over in her high chair and fell fast asleep.
Jill scooped Shelly up and carried her over to the crib in the other
room adjacent to the play area. Lowering her down on the plastic
mattress, she gave the toddler a little pat on the front of her pamper
- feeling the sweet sensation of the elastic bulge that covered her
pink little pisser. Then she left the room to watch television.

The effect of the depressant was rather strong to say the least.
And little Shelly stayed entranced in her slumber until it was almost
8:00 PM. When she awoke, it was almost time for her to leave. Her
brain was foggy and she could hardly recollect the events that took
place prior to her nap. Jill greeted her with a warm hello and a
bright smile.

"How's my little baby girl?" She asked gleefully.

Shelly responded with a slight whimper as she was picked up and
carried into the living room. Her little pamper was warm and soggy and
smelled awful.

"Does little Shelly need to be changed again?" Asked Jill in her
sweet tone of voice knowing full well what the answer was.

Shelly just whimpered her response and placed her head on Jill's
shoulder. Changing direction, Jill carried Shelly into the changing
room and lay her on the diaper changing table. Slowly she unfastened
the tapes that bound each end of the nappy together and opened the
smelly diaper. She was greeted with the sight of filthy brown mush
that had spread all over the little girl's hiney and into the back end
of the diaper. Taking out some baby wipes, Jill quickly swabbed over
the areas that were heavily smeared with baby poop. Then she applied a
dosage of ointment to prevent Shelly from receiving diaper rash. After
the ointment was applied, she took out the baby powder and rubbed it
all over Shelly's twat and bottom - paying particular attention to the
tiny cracks and crevices that little baby girls are known for.
Finally, she applied yet another diaper onto the child's rump and
carried her back into the living room. Just then, the door bell rang.

"Well hello there Mr. Masteson." Jill greeted him in the sweetest
voice she could muster.

"Hi there Jill." Replied Shelly's father nervously.

His cock began to grow very thick in his pants. He loved it when
Jill answered the door and greeted him in that special sexy voice of
hers. It drove him crazy just thinking about it.

"Is Shelly ready to go?" He stammered.

"Why yes of course!" Replied Shelly in a joyful tone.

She turned and went into the living room and picked up Shelly from
the sofa.

Mr. Masteson handed over a few bills to Jill and thanked her for
babysitting Shelly. Then he started to leave.

"Oh Mr. Masteson..." Said Jill in a hurry. "I think I will take
you up on that offer for dinner on Thursday night."

"Great." Replied Mr. Masteson feeling more nervous than ever. "I
look forward to seeing you then."

Jill quietly closed her apartment door while Mr. Masteson
descended the stairwell to the parking lot below. His cock was rigid
with excitement as he went to his car carrying Shelly in one arm. It
was definitely going to be a great week at work - now that he had this
to look forward to. Little did he know that Jill was looking forward
to it also - but for an entirely different reason.





THE END



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girlmeat
2005-09-16 00:50:36 UTC
I love your stories. :)