"You know...", Andrea told me as she sprinkled baby powder on Sharleen's crotch, "If you told me two weeks ago that I'll be diapering my sister, I would have said you're nuts!"

It was the following week, and we all decided to have two mommies instead of just one. We drew lots and Sharleen got to be the fortunate Baby who'd have not one but TWO mommies to take care of her, the lucky devil!

I pulled the diaper up between Sharleen legs while Andrea played with the tip of Sharleen pacifier, wriggling it a little. Sharleen smiled behind her pacifier and Andrea beamed. "...And my OLDER sister nonetheless!". We both laughed at that before each one of us taped tight one side of the fresh diaper at Sharleen's loins.

"So Andrea, do you like being the mommy for a change?", I asked her.

"You know, I've never given it much thought before, but it's really fun! I mean, I always liked being the baby but this is almost as good", she turned her attention to Sharleen and added: "...Especially when the cute baby I'm taking care of is my adorable sister, isn't that right baby Shari?", she asked as she tickled Sharleen, causing her to giggle.

"Shari?", I asked, "Where's that coming from?"

"Oh, I used to call her like that when we were little", she said while helping Sharleen up. "I think it's a cuter that way, don't you?"

I nodded and tickled Sharleen under her chin. "Baby Shari likes her new baby-name, doesn't she?", I asked. Sharleen smiled and gurgled. "So what have we planned for our baby today?", I asked Andrea.

"Well...", she thought for a second, "It's rather hot today, why don't we all go to the beach?". Sharleen clapped her hands in joy.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?", I asked her, "On a hot day like that the beach will probably be packed with people... Don't you think they'll notice?"

"Notice what?", she asked, "That we're just taking our baby girl with us? There isn't a law against that"

"Our twenty years old baby girl...", I corrected her.

"Oh, relax...", she said, "We'll be discreet about it... Make sure her diaper doesn't show..."

"Well, if it's fine by her, it's fine by me", I said, smiling.

At that moment Sharleen made a pouty face which didn't go unnoticed by Andrea. "What's wrong, honey?", she asked.

Sharleen took the pacifier out of her mouth and said: "Shari wants Andi and Tali to come too!", Andrea didn't get it at first and seemed puzzled.

"Me don't wanna be da only one in dipees...", Sharleen blushed as she did her best to explain herself in her cute baby-voice.

"Oh, I get it...", I said with a smile, "Looks like we'll have three babies at the beach today instead of just one... What do you think Andrea?"

"Well, I'm sure there isn't a law against THAT!", she said and we all laughed. I lied down on the mat while Sharleen and Andrea took off my pants and panties and put a diaper on me, not before putting a pacifier in my mouth and powdering me.

Then it was Andrea's turn to be diapered by me and Sharleen. Once we were all securely diapered, Andrea went with Sharleen to her room to change, and I went to mine. I opened the door to my room, my diapered behind wriggling as I walked and the diaper brushing against my thighs. I took off my shirt and bra, and put on my one-piece aqua blue bathing suit, which I thought would hide my diaper the best.

No such luck, the diaper bulged out from behind and even between my legs making it absolutely clear that I was diapered to anyone who cared to look. I definitely can't go around the beach like that, I thought, as I searched for something more discreet. When I didn't find anything, I just put on a light blue bikini top and my short legged jean overalls. They hid my diaper perfectly. Of course there was the matter of the slight crinkling sound with every step I took, but no one will hear it in the noisy beach.

I got out of my room and saw Sharleen and Andrea. They were ready and Andrea even made her hair in cute pigtails. "Well well", I said as I tickled her under the chin. "Baby Andi sure looks cute today with her hair done up like that!". Sharleen reached into my overall pocket, took out my pacifier out, and shoved it into my mouth. "Naughty naughty Baby Tali!", she chided me, "Speak in baby-talk, remember?"

We found a large bage and filled it with towels, extra diapers for each of us, baby powder and wipes. Then we went to the kitchen where we prepared baby bottles of orange juice for the three of us, Andrea even packed some baby food and our bibs. I gave her a puzzled look, surely she doesn't mean we'll use our baby stuff in front of all the people! But I didn't say anything and we all went to Sharleen's car where andrea sat behind the wheel and drove us to the beach.

Or at least so I thought. Andrea drove outside of the city and soon parked the car near this most amazing EMPTY beach. There was no other soul in sight! 'No point in wearing those overalls', I thought as I removed them. I was now clad only in my bikini top and my diaper!

Andrea and Sharleen quickly got out of their short pants and we all carried the towels and the bag to the beach. I felt the sand between my bare feet as I walked. It felt great, a little hot but not too much.

We quickly sat all the things and lay back and enjoyed the sun for about half an hour. Then we all sat down, cross legged, as Andrea dug into the bag and pulled out a beach ball and started to inflate it. She handed each of us a pacifier and took one herself. We had so much fun sitting there sucking on our pacifiers, tossing the ball from one to another. It started to get a little boring after a while and we decided to spice it up a little - We all got to our feet and got a little further away from each other and coutinued our game. However, this time only one touch passes were allowed (As in volleyball), no catching the ball!

If one of us failed to pass the ball properly and it landed on the sand, the other two got to tickle her. We started playing, and soon Sharleen fumbled dropped the ball. As it hit the sand she looked at us approaching with a scared smile. She knew that she was doomed. She bent down in hope of minimizing the effect, but fell right on her diapered behind as Andrea grabbed her ankles and started to tickle her soft feet while I straddled near her laying body, tickling her soft ribs and underarms. "Thtop, thtop! Tali!!!", she exclaimed between laughs with her baby voice, "I'll pee!". We giggled as Sharleen laughed and tried to shoo our tickling hands away, but to no avail. But we knew she was enjoying this, so we continued until we decided she had enough (for now), and continued our game.

Poor Sharleen ended up on the sand laughing as we tickled her more times than I could count and her diaper was soaking wet when we decided to finish our little game. Andrea, who used to play volleyball in junior high got tickled only once, and I got tickled about twelve or so times.

We quickly got very thirsty, and the cool orange juice in our baby bottles was just what we needed. Sharleen wanted to feed me my bottle and I settled myself in her lap as she gently supported my head with her left arm and presented the bottle to my lips. I closed my eyes and started sucking contentedly. I felt just like a real baby girl being fed her bottle out in the open by her loving mommy like that.

When I finished my bottle, I opened my eyes and noticed that Andrea was sitting there, eying me with wide eyes and pouting her lips. The poor thing was feeling left out! I got up from Sharleen's lap and smiled at her, motioning her to come and lay on my lap. Her eyes lit up and she almost ran to me, hopping on my lap. I laughed as I took the bottle from her hand and fed it to her. She looked so cute, smiling like that from behind the teat and making sucking and gurgling sounds. "Baby Andi like that, doesn't she?", I asked her softly. She nodded and wrapped her arms behind my neck. I liked holding her like that. She was so cuddly and loveable, just like her baby sister.

After that we took turns spoon feeding each other the mashed bannanas, apples, and peaches, not before tying our respective bibs around our necks. I was a little surprised at how good it tasted, perhaps it was because I was so hungry.

Then we decided to get into the water. We made sure we weren't too far in, after all there were no lifeguards in that beach and it was dangerous. Plus, it's not healthy to swim after you eat. We splashed water at each other and it was so much fun. Sharleen probably wanted to get even with me and Andrea for tickling her before because she splashed water at us over and over.

I could feel my diaper getting heavier by the second as it soaked more and more water. I felt the urge to pee and just let go. It was so good not having to worry about polluting the ocean. After all - I was wearing a diaper! I think that all those stupid inconsiderate kids who pee themselves while in the ocean (Or even worse - in swimming pools, URGH!) should only be allowed in the water if they're wearing diapers!

When we finally decided to get out of the water, I rose up and felt my soaked to capacity diaper's weight. It felt like a ton! Apparently Sharleen and Andrea's diapers also felt like mine as they had to waddle (like me) back.

We toweled ourselves dry and then laid a dry towel on the sand. We gave Sharleen her pacifier and she sucked on it while me and Andrea took of her soaking wet (And not just with water!) diaper. We wiped her clean and sprinkled baby powder on her crotch and behind. We then taped her into a fresh and dry diaper. I was changed second, and then Sharleen helped me change Andrea as well.

We packed everything we brought, including our garbage which we disposed in a nearby trash can. The sun was starting to set as we drove back to the appartment, a little saddened that our baby day at the beach had to end. However, we were all positive that we will do it again soon!

I felt a little tired with all the day's excitment, so I drifted off for a second. After a while I felt an odd chill and opened my eyes, realizing I was naked. Well, not entirely naked, I was wearing a diaper.

A real baby's diaper.

I was still half asleep as I looked around me and realized I was out in some street. Everything looked so huge! Then I realized that I'm the one who's small. I looked down at my body and saw my regular adult shaped body, albeit very small. I estimated my self to be about 2'8". I also realized that the world was moving, but I wasn't.

How could it be? I thought. then it occurred to me that I was being carried. That's when I looked up and saw Sharleen's angelic face beaming down at me. For some reason I immediately forgot all my worries and felt happy and secured. I was cradled in her arms as she carried me, with a baby's diaper hugging me, and I loved every moment of it.

I tried to tell her something but all I could manage to get out of my mouth were understandable baby babbling sounds. I knew what I wanted to say, but my mouth wouldn't say it. I realized this was having no effect, so I just relaxed, wiggling deeper into Sharleen's cradling arms, trying to get closer to her body. I savored her warmth and softness.

My thumb quickly found its way onto my mouth, and I sucked on it contentedly. I don't know why, but I didn't feel any fear at. I also didn't think that something is amiss, like it was the most normal thing in the world - Finding myself in an infant proportion and not being able to form understandable words.

We arrived at a very beautiful house I've never seen before. It seemed very big. Sharleen walked through the very preety front yard with me still cradled in her arms, stopped at the doorstep, and rang the bell. I looked at the woman who opened the door and immediately saw it was my mom! My real mom!

What is she doing here?, I thought. For some very odd reason, I was just a little surprised, that's all. I expected myself to be a little more self conscious and start to panic, but I didn't. Sharleen exchanged a few words with my mom, but I didn't understand anything of their conversation.It was like they were chatting in some foreign language or something.

Then Sharleen handed me to my mom, who accepted me very gently, cradling me in her arms just like Sharleen was doing before. I felt a little uncomfortable and reached my arms out towards Sharleen. I wanted to be held in HER arms! But Sharleen just said something I didn't understand in a very soothing voice to me, kissed my forehead, and then she LEFT!

I felt as it the whole world was collapsing under my feet, like everything suddenly became painted in black. I was scared. I felt a sudden feeling of emptiness, it got stronger and stronger by the second. It felt like daggers were piercing through my body.

It quickly downed on me that I wanted, no - NEEDED, Sharleen. "Sharleen, come back! I need you!!! Don't leave me here!!!", I tried to scream, but all that came out was an air piercing wail of an infant. I just went on and on crying like that. My mother tried to distract or console me with a baby rattled she shook in front of my face. "Who cares about the damn rattle?", I tried to say, "I want Sharleen!!!" But all that came out were more wails.

"Tali... Tali...", I heard someone saying. At first I thought it was my mother and kept wailing, but then I woke up and saw it was Sharleen shaking me.

"Tali, are you okay?", she asked, moderating her shaking once she realised I was getting awake. "I... I think so...", I replied, "What happened?"

"You had a bad dream, you talked in your sleep and wriggled in your bed a lot. You made so much noise I could hear you from my room so I got up and went to check on you. Are you sure you're alright? You're soaked!"

I was soaked alright. I had cold sweat covering my entire body, and my eyes were still tearing. "Yeah, I'm fine...", I said. "I just need something to drink, that's all..."

"Okay, I'll go in the kitchen and get you some water", she got up. I didn't want her to leave.

"No!", I said, almost screaming. She turned around and looked at me surprisingly. "I mean, no, please stay...", I pleaded. She got back, sat on my bed, and took my hand in hers.

"Okay...", she said in a soft voice, "But you really ought to drink, you lost a lot of liquids...". She looked around the room, her eyes stopped on the diaper bag we took to the beach earlier today. She picked it up and took a baby's bottle out of it. "There's still some orange juice left, it's a little warm though. Will this do?", she asked as she held it in front of me.

I simply nodded and Sharleen handed it to me. I reached for it with a trembling hand and took it. While I sucked vigorously at its contents Sharleen picked up a towel from a nearby chair and wiped off my cool perspiration from my forehead, face, and neck.

"Are you going to be alright?", she asked me when she noticed I calmed down a bit.

"Yeah, I guess so...", I replied.

"Okay, good night...", she said as she let go off my hand and left to her room. She stopped at the door to lat give me a final look. "Good night...", I told her, trying to force out a little smile. She smiled back and then left. When she left I curled into a fetal position and snuggled under the covers. I still was a little nervous and couldn't fall asleep right away, I needed something to sooth me. I dug into the diaper bag, took out my pacifier and started to suck on it.

The rhythmical sucking seemed to do the trick. It wasn't long before I felt all relaxed again, closed my eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up in the morning I didn't give it too much thought. So I had a weird dream, big deal. I wondered it it had some sort of meaning though. Sharleen greeted me in the kitchen. I was a little nervous that she might say something as I didn't want to talk about last night, to my relief, she didn't.

Since none of us had classes that day, we decided to drop by and visit Andrea. When we arrived there apparently hers and Sharleen's parents weren't home and she had all the house to herself. That was because he was very happy to see us at the door and was clad only in a diaper, bra, and a t-shirt!

"Hi!", she greeted us cheerfully, "Good thing you're here, mom and went to see a musical or something. I was just browsing some sites over the internet, would you like to join me?". We both naturally aggreed, but Andrea suggested we could use a change of clothes to something more appropriate.

She led us to her secreat diaper and baby products stash hid under her bed. Soon enough, both Sharleen and I were powdered and diapered very snugly and tightly. She got out three cute pacifiers as well, handing one to me and one to Sharleen before taking one herself.

Once us 'babies' were prepared, we all sat in front of the computer, located in the small study. Andrea showed us all her favorite sites and message boards. Sharleen and I were shocked! We never expected there would be so many! We were also surprised that almost all of them contained sexual content. Andrea quickly explained to us that our innocent baby games were actually a fetish for a lot of others.

"And what about you?", I asked her, "Does it turns you on as well?"

Andrea blushed and seemed a little taken aback by this. "Yes, a little...", she finally replied.

I tried to picture in my head how can something like that turn someone on. I tried to think of it in a sexual way... There I was, sucking on my pacifier and being diapered by a muscular and cute looking guy... 'My Daddy...'. I smiled at that thought.

There I was again, this time wearing cute little girl's panties which were a little thick, almost like training pants, the type my mom used to put me in when I was five or six. They were white with little red hearts all over them. I was also in a short pink t-shirt. I suddenly felt the urge to go, and a second after that I realized I was wetting my cute panties. They quickly became soaked, and the wet yellow patch was clearly visable.

Naturally the thin cotton material wasn't enough to soak everything, and my urine tickled down my leg to a small paddle right underneath me. Then I looked up and saw my 'Daddy' was standing there, smiling at me.

He just scooped me in his massive arms, picked me up, and laid me over a changing table. "Looks like Baby Tali isn't ready for her big girl's panties yet...", he said as he took off my wet panties. Then he took out some baby powder, sprinkled it onto my diaper area, and started to massage it into my skin. I could feel myself getting hot and bit my lower lip. Then he pulled out a diaper and quickly taped me into it.

I giggled at that thought, trying to think what else he had in store for me. Maybe some cute baby outfits in my size. Maybe he'll put me in some pink footed pajamas before feeding me a bottle of milk and tucking me to sleep in a crib. Maybe he'll even spank me playfully when I'm naughty...

I finally shook that thought off my head, there would be plenty of time to fantasize about all of it later. In the meantime I was happy to find out that 'baby play' can be a sexual thing as well. I giggled as I looked at Sharleen. She looked like she was daydreaming about it too!

Suddenly we all heard the most horrific sound a person can hear in this position:

A key being turned and a front door being opened... Sharleen and I (Parts 6 and 7) By Tali

The one and a half seconds in which Laura and Richard (Sharleen's and Andrea parents) opened the front door seemed like eternity. I felt as if the ground was dropped under my feet and I was falling. My heart sank down, I became paralyzed and was in total shock!

Sharleen and Andrea must have felf the same. They just froze. Their eyes widened and their mouths dropped in awe. We all knew there was nothing we could do, not a chance to hide this time... The small study had no door, and the front house door was right in front of it. The die was cast... There we were, wearing nothing but our t-shirts and diapers, sucking on our pacifiers (Actually Sharleen dropped hers when her mouth opened), a split second from being caught and there was absolutely nothing we could do about it!

Laura was the first to enter. "Oh, hello Sha- OH MY GOD!!!", she said as she realized what her daughter was wearing. Her purse fell from her shoulder to the floor as she covered her mouth with her hands. "Oh my God...", she repeated, more quietly this time. Maybe because her hands were still covering her mouth.

"What the-", Richard entered a few seconds after his wife. Apparently he parked the car and rushed in when he heard her. His reaction was the same as hers and ours. Pure shock.

Laura rushed to the study. "Oh my God! Are you wearing a diap-", but then she stopped at the door and looked at Andrea. "Oh... Now I get everything!"

Now it was our turn to be confused. In the meantime, Richard joined his wife at the door. When he saw Andrea he also appeared much calmer.

"Oh, hi Tali!", Laura said, withount a trace of anger or surprise in her voice, when she noticed I was also in there, dressed like her daughters. "I see Andrea got to you too..."

I lowered my head to the floor, blushing. My face must have turned a dozen shades of red! "W-What?", I managed to say.

"That's right Andrea...", her mom turned to her, "I've known you like to do that sort of thing for a long time... I was a little surprised when I found out about the diapers and baby things you've been hiding under your bed. But seeing that since it was fun to you, and you obviosly weren't ready to tell me about it, I didn't say anything. I just didn't know that your sister and her friend are into this sort of thing as well, whatever it may be"

Andrea's eyes became wet with tears. "I... I...", she satrted to sob, "I'm sorry!". She burried her head in her hands.

"Awwww, honey...", her mom said as she approached and hugged her close, trying to console her. "You have nothing to feel sorry or ashamed about", she paused for a second, "Actually I'm the one who's sorry...". Andrea stopped sobbing for a second and looked up at her mother. "Y-You?", she asked, still tearing.

Laura nodded as she wiped away one of the tears which was rolling on her daughter's cheek. "Yes. I think that I did such a poor job raising you up, not giving you enough love, and that's why you crave to be a baby again. I'm a horrible mother...", now it was her turn to tear.

"No! No!, you aren't!", Andrea reassured her. "You gave me all the love I needed, even more. I just miss those days when I was a baby, and I want to relive them every once in a while, that's all!"

"What about you two?", Richard, who by then was leaning against the wall, asked me and Sharleen. "Is it the same for you?"

"Um, yeah...", we said in unison. We explained how it all started, and how we thought it was cute and sweet.

"Well, there are a few things that I need to discuss with your father", Laura said. She and Richard left for two minutes and then came back. I wasn't scared because I saw smiles on their face already when they left. Their smiles were even bigger when they came back.

"Well, we just wish you'd told us sooner...", she said with a smile. "I kinda miss having my baby girls around the house, and so does your father. I'd love to take care of you again... If you'll let me, of course..."

Smiles quickly formed on Sharleen's and Andrea's faces. "REALLY?", they asked excitedly. Her mom laughed at their childish response. "Yes, really...", she said. "Sharleen can move back in here, we're all going to have so much fun!"

Sharleen and Andrea jumped up and hugged their parents. I just lowered my head. 'Great...', I thought. I was happy for Sharleen and Andrea, but I didn't want to live by myself and look for a new roomate all over again! Besides, I got so close to Sharleen and Andrea. Giving them up would be like giving up real sisters.

"But mom, wait...", Sharleen said with a sad expression on her face. "What about Tali? I can't leave her!"

"Well, silly, of course Tali can come too! What do you think I meant by saying 'all'? Your father doesn't mind, we've already discussed that". Then she turned to me, took hold of my hands and smiled. "Would you like that, Tali?"

What kind of a question was that. Of course I did. I knew that her and Richard are very wealthy, and could afford having me stay there without a problem. Being their daughter's best friend, her and Richard grown to love me just as much as a daughter, but I tried to be polite.

"Oh, thank you so much for your offer... I really appreciate it, I do... But I don't want to impo-"

"Nonsense!", she cut me off. "Please, we all want you to stay!"

By then I was so excited I couldn't form any words at all. I just hugged her and Richard who laughed and hugged me back. Sharleen and Andrea quickly joined in the group hug.

When the Kodak moment ended, the matter of telling my real mom remained open. Laura suggested she'll take care of that right away. I aggreed because I knew they were very good friends. My mom visited me once and got to know Laura. She felt more reassured that Laura was visiting me and Sharleen often and was making sure we're staying out of trouble. They also had a lot in commom and even shared the same profession - Kindergarten teachers!

Needles to say, they talked on the phone almost on a daily basis. My mom's house phone was even on Laura's speed dial! I watched nervously as Laura pressed the button, dialing to my mom. I wasn't sure how she'd accept this.

My mom answered and I listened as Laura told her everything. Then she handed me the phone. "She wants to talk to you", she said.

I approached her as enthusiastic as a prisioner condemned to death. Laura handed me the phone. "Hi mom...", I said in Hebrew.

"Tali, is it true what Laura just told me?", she asked.

"Yes mom, it is...", I said. I blushed so much I bet my mom could hear me blushing over the phone. I prepared myself for the worst.

My mom just laughed. "Oh my God, this is sooo CUTE!", she exclaimed. I was instantly relieved and giggled.

"I think it's great!", my mom continued, "And I certainly don't intend to deprive you of such innocent and pure pleasure... I'm actually relieved that an adult would be keeping an eye on you, I was worried sending you to live by yourself in the US at such a young age. But are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes mom! I'm sure!", I was so excited and happy that I almost screamed.

"Okay, so it's settled then... You'll move in with Laura and Richard and you'll mind them just like you mind me. And don't you cause any trouble"

"I won't mom, I promise!", I was jumping up and down.

"Okay, now let me talk to Laura again. Bye sweety!"

"Bye mom, thank you, I love you!", I said.

"Awww, and I love you too Baby...", she laughed, "Now let me talk to Laura"

I handed the phone to Laura. "She wants to talk to you"

I ran to Sharleen and Andrea and hugged them excitedly. "Well", Richard said, smiling, "I understood nothing of your conversation, but judging from your response she aggreed!". I nodded and hugged him too.

By then Laura said her goodbyes to my mom and hung up the phone. "Well, good news", she said, "Your mom said you can live here with us. She had two terms, however. The first one was she'd send us the money she used to send for you to pay rent with. I tried to talk her out of it, but she said its non negotiable.Your mom can be very persistent, Tali"

"And what's the second term?", I asked.

"Oh, the second term...", she laughed, "She said she wants us to send her pictures of her baby girl every once in a while...". We all laughed at that, and we laughed even more when Laura said told us she promised my mother she'd take good care of me just like one of her own babies. How can you not love this woman?

Since the three of us were already diapered, it was decided that we would slip into our roles right then. So there were Andrea, Sharleen, and me, sittling on the living room carpet and sucking on our pacifiers while Richard and Laura sat on the sofa. We all set some ground rules.

It was aggreed that the three of us would be in diapers all the time when we are home. Baby clothes too. Andrea told her mom about the sites on the web that sell adult sized baby outfits. The diapers would only come off when we take showers, being changed, or use the toilet. Wetting in the diapers is optional, we could choose whether to use our diapers or the bathroom.

If we decide to wet in our diapers, we can't change them ourselves. We have to ask Laura to change us, or each other when she's not home or busy (Richard didn't feel comfortable about diapering us, neither did we). On days when Sharleen or I had classes, we'll go in our normal adult attire but when we return home it's back to diapers and baby clothes. Since Andrea still goes to high school, her mom would pick her up every day. It's a good thing that she's a kindergarten teacher and finish work early!

Laura said that while we're at home, our baby treatment would not be kept a secret from anyone. If any visitors come over, they'd see us dressed like babies, if we choose to be seen of course. If we didn't, we'd just have to stay in our room.

Oh, and about the room - The three of us were told that from now on we'd share the large spare room, which will from now on be refered to as the nursery. Richard, being an amateur carpenter, said he'd be delighted to furnish and decorated accordingly. The three of us looked at each other excitedly. We were going to live in an actual nursery!

Then Sharleen and I got dressed and went with Richard to pick up all of the stuff from our appartment, and give the key back to the landlord. We didn't mind going outside in our diapers, as long as they were hidden of course. We quickly packed up all the stuff and helped Richard load them in his car. he had to drive 2 more times back and forth, as we had a lot of things! Then Sharleen and I said goodbye to all our neighbors and gave the key back to the landlord. He was a little disappointed and confused to see us leaving at such a short notice, but seemed a little more confused with the strange crinkling sounds coming out from our crotches.

We returned to my 'Adoptive parents' house. It was getting fairly late, and Andrea went to sleep in her room, while Sharleen helped me make the spare bed in her old room, where we both were to spend the night. Laura and Richard came to bid us goodnight and I drifted off to sleep thinking about the wonderful time I'll spend with my new 'Mommy and Daddy' and baby sisters.

As the days went by, we all slipped further and further into our respective roles. Andrea, Sharleen, and myself were diapered 24/7 while in the house. I felt very weird at first being diapered by Laura (And I'm sure it was the same for Sharleen and Andrea. But in their case, her mom had diapered them once before!). However, I've become accustomed to her removing my wet diapers, wiping me clean, and sprinkling baby powder on my crotch and behind.

Laura's great, she's so tender and loving. I now understand where Sharleen and Andrea got their maternal instinct and soothing gazes from. She's fairly young, she had Sharleen when she was only 19 and Andrea two years later. I started calling her 'Mommy' lately like her daughters did from day one. The first time I did it brought a tear to her eye and she hugged me, I'll never forget that moment. Actually, calling her like that wasn't so hard. It's not like I'm renouncing my real mom, you see, for me 'Mommy' is just another word in a foreign language.

Laura says that it's so much fun having three cute baby girls around the house. She says we're like small bundles of joy! She calls me her frizzy baby because of my hair, she loves to make it up in cute childish styles. We like to cuddle with her a lot. She sometimes sitts on the couch and read us a story while the three of us snuggle close to her and drink from our bottles. That usually takes place right before bedtime, after she extra-diapers us for the night and dresses us in our footed pajamas.

Oh, I forgot to mention, we now have a full wardrobe of baby clothes and outfits. There's a large closet in our nursery where we keep all of them. Laura ordered them from the net, and we now have almost anything.

Rompers, baby t-shirts, cotton dresses for playing, onesies, short overalls, footed pajamas for the winter and thin babydolls for the summer. We even have some fancy party dresses and cute panties with frills on the bottom, we were those on special occasions or when we play dress-up. We even have some cute bonnets which Laura says frame our 'darling angelic faces' in the cutest way imaginable.

Our outfits are mostly in pink and baby blue, but we have some in red, yellow, peach, and turquoise as well. And in a wide range of materials - From denim for our short overalls, cotton for our shirts and pajamas, to satin for our party dresses and babydools.

As the three of us share all of our clothes, Andrea, and especially me have to make sure that when wearing Sharleen's dresses we won't bend over or raise our hands or our plastic panties and diapers would show. Some of the dresses are so short that they show all the time!

We also have a dresser where we keep our bras alongside childish undergarments such as plastic panties, tights, camisoles, and ankle socks. We keep our shoes (Sandals, mary-janes, and booties) in the bottom drawer, we wear the shoes only at winter or for playing in the back yard. We like to romp around the house barefoot.

Richard and Laura did a wonderful job with the nursery. They actually didn't let us in until it was all finished, they wanted it to be a surprise. And boy, were we surprised... beyond our wildest expectations. It was a nursery any baby girl would be proud of. It was painted in bright pink and there was a white furry carpet which covered the entire floor (We found out later it felf really cozy against our bare feet). The window faced the back yard and the pool, and could be closed with pink lacy curtains.

The walls had pictures of cute baby girls and nursery characters on them. There was a white dresser complete with a mirror which was framed in pink and said 'Peek-A-Boo!' at the top. It turned out that Laura decorated the room very much to our liking.

The nursery was furnished as well. Richard was in charge of that, and did a very professional job. There were three cribs, a changing table, a playpen, and even a large closet to keep all our baby clothes in! All the furnitures were painted in white.

The three cribs, complete with bars, stood in a neat row against the far wall. Each had our name on it, and it turned out I got the middle one. It was so great! I could sleep with my two loved baby sisters at my side! All the cribs were complete with thick mattresses and fluffy pillows. The beddings were in pink, and of course, with a plastic sheet under them to protect the mattresses from our 'wetties', as Laura put it.

The changing table was complete with a waterproff matt. There were cartoon characters on it to keep us occupied while being changed. It had shelves at the bottom which were stacked with disposable diapers, cloth diapers, baby powder, lotion... The whole nine yards.

The playpen was big enough for all of us to play, and even sleep, in (We took naps together in it every once in a while). It was padded underneath with a very large nursery sheet that was very comfortable and soft for the touch. It was filled with all kinds of baby toys - Teddy bears, dolls, rattles, soft cubes... Even some pacifiers!

The already large nursery was even larger if you counted the abjoined bathroom. It had a large bath in which we'd all be bathed by Laura, it had everthing else there is in a normal bathroom, including a toilet. Except this one was bigger and taller off the pink tiled floor. Even when I sat on it my feet didn't touch the floor at all! The idea was, of course, to make us feel helpless and small if we choose to use it. Even though we only use it for 'number 2'.

We were so excited with our new nursery we all jumped and hugged Laura and Richard for this wonderful gift, then we hugged each other. We wanted to play in our new room right then, but Laura said we should get something to eat first. So off we went to the kitchen where another surprise awaited us - Three adult sized high chairs. Each had one of our names on it, and Richard lifted each one effortlessly and sat her into her respective high chair.

Laur tied bibs around our necks. Mine said 'Tali', while Sharleen's said 'Shari', and Andrea's had 'Andi' on it in cute joint script. Laura spoon fed us, as this wasn't the usual dining hour. In the usual dining hour, all the family sat against the table (With us in our high chairs) and ate together. And then Sharleen, Andrea, and myself had to feed each other (By spoon, or by hand, which proved to be fun, yet very messy).

She fed us some mushed up baby food, chicken and potatoes if I'm not mistaken, and some vanilla pudding for desert. This was followed by three bottles of cold milk. During the feeding we all laughed a lot as Laura tickled us and played games with us. That caused us to spit up some food, and by the time we were done, our faces and bibs were very messy. Laura couldn't resist and snapped a picture of her three cute and messy baby girls sitting in their high chairs, smiling.

Then she cleaned us, helped us down, and handed us each a pacifier. We put them in our mouths and smiled as she told us to play nicely in our new nursery. We toddled happily to our room and played for the reminder of the day.

It turned out that the nursery wasn't the only fun place to play. The house was huge and was a perfect place to play hide and seek. And Andrea loved our new rules to spice up the game, so we played it a lot. We also had fun playing tag outside in the back yard. Sometimes on warmer days, Laura would dress us up nicely and set us in a foldable playpen there. We loved to play like that in the open. Sometimes we'd escape from our playpen and climb on trees. I really liked that as I never done this since I was a child. Then Laura would find us and playfully scold us for messing our play dresses or whatever else we'd be wearing.

On really hot days we'd put on our bathing suits over disposable diapers and play in the pool. Laura got us some pool toys like water rings, and other floating toys.

I especially like that time in the evening before bedtime when after she finished feeding us our dinner, Laura would bathe us together and then diaper us for the night. She'd help one of us climb onto the changing table before placing the other two naked in the playpen with pacifiers in their mouth and towels to dry themselves off. Once we're all tightly diapered to prevent any leaks during the night, she'd dress us in tight undershirts and our footed one-piece sleepers.

Then she'd take us all with her downstairs to the vast living room where we'd all snuggle close together on the couch while she prepares our bottles of warm milk. Then she joins us, snuggling as well, while we have our warm milk. We'd all watch TV or a movie for about an hour or so. Us babies get tired very quickly, as anyone would after a day full off playing and excitement (Of couse not ALL days are like that, we have to study every now and then...).

We usually go to sleep at 10:30 or 11 PM. Laura tucks us in our cribs, plops our pacifiers in our mouths, and kisses us sweetly on our foreheads before wishing us sweet dreams. Sometimes it's Richard who comes to tuck us in and bid us goodnight. He kisses me and his daughters on the cheek, his mustache tickles me every time he does that, but I do not mind.

Usually we stay up, chat about the day, and giggle. Laura would come to shush us, saying all babies should get their sleep. Sometimes when we don't quit right away, Richard would come, and playfully threat to spank 'his baby girls' if they don't put the pacifiers back in their mouths and go to sleep right away. He's just playing, of course. Richard is a wonderful husband and father, he's such a caring guy he can't even hurt a fly.

Living with Laura and Richard also introduced me to some holidays I've never clelebrated before. Christmas is one of them. I'll never forget my first Christmas, it's such a lovely holiday! I really got into the festive spirit, and helped decorating the house and the large tree Richard picked up. I already knew about Christmas from all the American sitcoms, but actually celebrating it was so much fun!

It doesn't work both ways, I guess, as Richard, Laura, Sharleen, and Andrea were curious about the menorah my mom sent me to light the Hanukkah candles in so I wouldn't feel homesick. They were eager to hear the Hanukkah story, and I told them, but unlike Ross from 'Friends' and his 'Holiday Armadillo', I had success. They liked it!

Anyways, I'll never forget how Sharleen and Andrea woke me up early on Christmas morning to open up the presents! We ran downstairs, still diapered and in our jammies, just like frisky little girls would. Richard and Laura waere already there. They hugged each other and smiled at our childish act. Laura went into the kitchen to fix us all some hot chocolate (Sharleen, Andrea, and I got it in baby bottles though!).

I went first and dug under the tree, picking out my presents for each of the other family members. I handed them each the gift I bought for them before hugging them and wishing them a 'Merry Christmas'. After we all exchanged gifts, Richard and Laura decided to take their annual Christmas picture with their family next to the fireplace and the tree. I stepped aside.

"What are you doing Tali? Come join us!", Laura told me.

"W-What?", I asked, still not getting it.

"Come on silly...", Richard held his hand for me, "You're also a part of the family!"

I couldn't believe my ears, they wanted me in their family picture!

"D-Do you really mean that?", I asked.

"Of course!", Laura said. "Yeah Tali, come on!", Sharleen and Andrea urged me.

I ran and hugged them. It was at that moment, that I truly felt I was a part of the family. I was tearing tears of joy.

The picture turned out real good. Richard and Laura sent copies to all their close relatives.

And my mom was really happy to recieve hers too!

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