By L

Big Babies I room with another girl at college we are 19 and 20. Fairly quiet girls. My room mate Marcy is always on her computer. I use mine mainly for mail and chat rooms on the weekends. I don't date much, and I'm not into college kid shenanigans. It didn't take the two of us long to become good friends. We met as freshmen at UCLA, in the dorm. (After one year living in the dorm, we decided that in order to retain our sanity, we should get an apartment.) We both have jobs and scholarships, so we are getting by fine.

Just one day last semester I came upon her computer. It was running. And her open files were there. I know I shouldn't have looked. But couldn't help myself. She has long lists of pen pals. With all kinds of kinky sex habits and interests. I don't mind a little experimentation. After all, I haven't got that much experience, I'm only 19 and I don't believe in sleeping with every man on campus. But after finding a box of Pampers, baby wipes, a thermometer and Vaseline stashed under her bed, I began looking for MORE clues. Was she playing house? Or did she like to play doctor? I loved those games as a child. I work Monday, Wednesday and Friday afternoons at the mall. Marcy sells life insurance policies. She's gone for a couple of hours every night, except weekends. We manage to have some time together. Its so much nicer than living alone. I have a couple of other nice girl friends plus a guy named Doug that I date about twice a month, or whenever there's a special event. I noticed she didn't have much company over after she started with the insurance job. Her dad is an agent and told her how much more she could earn by selling. Anyway, it seems like she was spending more and more time on the computer. (We each have our own.)

One night when she was out, I turned on her computer, she didn't know I had some of her codes. And browsed around. When I found an encrypted file, I was more curious than ever. I played with it. And I played with it. It took me 2 weeks to figure out how to read those files. She had all kinds of kinky letters and stories about adults who like to dress up and act like babies. I barely had time to turn off the machine when she walked into the front door downstairs. I heard the big door slam.

"Ellen", she yelled. "I'm home. You here?"

"Yes Marcy, I'm upstairs peachy-pie, there's a message for you from Chucky. I think he wants to go out with you again, I was sitting here when he left his message. He wants you to pamper him. Or something."

Taking long strides she glided into the room, all of her 4'11 figure mesmerizing me. I am short. 5'2". So I love to have friends that are shorter than me. Makes me feel tall. They are so cute! I often feel like hugging them and patting their cute little heads (which I don't because they usually don't appreciate it .

She walked past me and smacked my behind, "I'll call him back, he likes me to put Pampers on him, not pamper him." She grinned.

"Are you serious?, I asked.

"Yes. He has a bladder problem, sometimes he uses a catheter. At night he puts a diaper on just in case. Ive known him since Chem 1A. He has some sort of medical problem. He needs surgery but puts it off. Doesn't trust doctors and hospitals." informed my roomy.

"Why would he tell you all this stuff? Wasn't he embarrassed?" I wanted to know.

"A little bit", she started out slowly."I tried to seduce him in the back of his van one night and noticed something hard in his Levi's. It wasn't his penis."

Her voice went low as she continued, " He unzipped his pants and showed me the catheter. He took it out. We made love. Afterwards he asked me to diaper him. He was so shy right then. I did it real quick so as not to make him feel silly."

"I know what a catheter is, its a tube that drains the urinary bladder, my sister is a nurse at Good Samaritan", I chimed in. "Poor guy. I'm never here often enough to visit with him when he comes to see you. He seems like a great guy."

"He is. And his disability has given me a kinky opportunity." She said with a smile.

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The next week, I came home late from the mall job in old town. And heard giggles from the upstairs study. I peeked through the crack in the door. There were candles. The room was dimly lit. They were rolling on the floor. Marcy was preparing to pin a diaper on Chucky.

"Wait Baby, let Mommy take off your old wet smelly diaper." She said, cooingly.

Chucky looked like he was in nirvana. A glazed stare graced his face. He looked satisfied.. I saw a jar of Vaseline in a beam of sunlight that filtered through the torn window shade. I couldn't make the connection.

She got some perfumed baby wipes and washed his perineum and bottom, getting a second one to clean his butt crack . She dried him with a towel and rolled him over her lap to powder his bottom. He sighed. Rolling him over onto his back and a waiting diaper, she powdered his front, and taped the disposable diaper on him. It fit.....snugly. She put him on her ample lap and held him tight.

"Mommy love Baby, Baby love Mommy?" She cooed to him.

"Chucky wuvs Mommy", he said in a breathy voice. He sounded post orgasmic.

I felt a little silly watching all this go down. But I could see that she genuinely cared for him. And they were enjoying themselves, and they weren't bothering anybody, so, "go for it", is how I felt. I guess you could consider this safe sex. I backed away and went into my room to check my e-mail, then got a snack from my closet shelf. I lay down to take a nap. I couldn't tell if my allergies were worse or if I was coming down with a cold. I took a Benedryl.

I heard the door close and assumed Chucky was leaving, by the noisy sound of his plastic diaper cover, Levis, and all.Then I heard the roar of his van and his stereo as he headed back to his frat house. He said it was convenient living on campus.

OK...

I saw Marcy go past my door. She was wearing a tight fitting diaper and sucking, alternately, on a baba, and then a binki!! She was slurping away and enjoying the afterglow of her afternoon trist with her Baby Chucky. She wore a short, pink, baby doll nightie and pink booties . Chuck really knows how to dress a Baby Girl!!

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The next day while Marcy was in classes, I peeked through her computer stuff again. My head was stuffed up. I felt a little hot. Fatigue set in, so I lounged in bed. I saw Chucks letters. Apparently she had been pen pals with him before they met at UCLA. They both were Adult Babies in a club of some sort. Mind blower! I wondered if there was a man in this computer for me. Doug was nice. But the kinkiest thing he ever wanted to do was stick his tongue in my ear.

That afternoon my capable roomy came home.

"Ellen, haven't you been to class today?, Are you sick? Whats wrong with you?"

I poked my head up, "Ive got a bad cold, and I keep running to pee all day. Hope I don't have a bladder infection too."

She turned down the light to make my eyes feel better, and put the TV on the soap opera we both watched together every afternoon. It was our way of touching base and communicating things. She felt my forehead and announced she would make me a bowl of soup and half a peanut butter sandwich. Its not a good idea to offer too much food to a person who isn't feeling well.

I sat up in bed munching away. Soon the soap was over. We started talking about Chucky and their diaper fetish. She admitted they both loved to wear them. And told me lots of secrets about herself. I let go with a couple of mine.

"I gotta go to the bathroom for the 40th time today.", I moaned.

"Let me put these Pampers on you, then you wont have to get up again, you'll get more rest, "she said sincerely.

"I feel so bad. I believe I wont turn you down. Hurry, I need to get some Z's", I muttered.

"First I want to take your temperature", she said ominously, as she sat on the edge of her bed.

" Pull off your pajama bottoms and panties and lie across my lap. Come on Baby.! Lie on Mommy's lap. Lie down!. Ive seen your sister the nurse do it to her kids.", and she patted her lap again.

"Oh God, just let me rest, isn't it enough I agreed to wear the diapers?," I moaned.

She patted her lap again, and with a stern look, yanked my pants down. She took my arm and pulled me down on her lap. The sheets on her bed were cool on my face. She positioned me securely then

reached over to her nightstand and got a jar of Vaseline. Dipping her finger in it, she gently lubricated my anus. Then dipped the stubby baby thermometer into the jar.

"Now, take a deep breath and try to relax your bottom, just exhale as I slide it into in you." She rubbed my butt cheeks in a circular fashion to help me relax down there.

Her fingers pulled my butt cheeks apart and tickled as she felt around for my anal opening in the dimly lit room. All off a sudden, I felt cold glass entering my behind. I shivered a bit. Its so pointy. Slowly and deliberately she pushed, til it was completely buried in my ass. She put her warm hand over my bottom and held the thermometer between her fingers. Ooh. I was feeling a little horny and wishing Doug was here now. I would love to lower myself onto his big prick with this glass up my ass. I'd come in a frenzy.

I was restless. I kept looking around the room.

"Lie still for me!", she chided.

In 3 minutes she removed it, "101 degrees rectal. Not too bad. Here are some aspirin. Take them now." She directed firmly.

"You're getting an enema NOW. It may help reduce your fever," she said as she lay me on the cool bathroom floor on my side. Adding more lubricant to my pink pucker, she brought the baby enema syringe and gave me 3 full loads of salt water solution up my hiney hole. It felt nice going in. Soon I had the urge to evacuate. Then she lay me down for another dose to make sure. Three more fizzy loads of water went up my dark recesses. I wanted to make myself come, the enema was exciting me.

"Lie on your tummy with your hand down where your panties go. That's a good baby. Make yourself feel good. Come on, you need to cum. You know you need it. If you don't do it Mommy will have to do it for you!"

I asked "Right here? Right Now?" feeling a bit awkward.

Yes she ordered, "Right here and right now." Encouraging me in a very chipper tone of voice. She kept her eyes on me as I fucked myself. It excited me more & more. Every drop of embarrassment converted to sexual energy.

I played with my clit, and soon, I had an nearly debilitating orgasm. Yummmm. Then she lay me on my back with my baby bottom thrust up and my knees over my tummy as she diapered me. First the powder. It felt so nice.

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Next morning I woke up so warm down in my dydee. It felt so warm and wet and nice. I felt completely relaxed.

My roomy walked in, "Hi Peachy-pie, feel better?"

"I sure do, my head quit hurting, fever must be down, " I replied.

"Well, its better not to guess about these things. Let me help you off with this diaper. My its wet. Nice and sloshly. Like it? Does it feel good? I guess you got lots of rest. Now, lie across my lap darling."

I found myself in this submissive posture again. I sucked my thumb for comfort. Like a typical baby, I couldn't understand why she was doing this to me and it made me feel so upset and whiny, I cried and cried and cried. I wanted my pacifier to calm myself. Again she lubricated my back door and took my temperature rectally, going in slowly, and coming out slowly. Her hand held it in place all the while. Soon I was limp with relaxation.

She rolled me over on my back, cleaned me with baby wipes.

Then she spread my fat baby legs where she could check my peritoneal area, "I see you need a little cleaning here", as her tongue lapped at my clit and surrounding area. She got me spotlessly clean. Then she lotioned me all over. And put a fresh dry diaper on me. Gave my bottom love pats and held me with my head in her lap. She had a nice baba full of milk for breakfast. Then she turned me on my side to pat my heavy diapered bottom and hummed a tune til I fell asleep, sucking my thumb. Yummy yum, good thumb!

At noon, she put her finger in my diaper to test for moisture, but I was

dry. She turned me on my tummy and checked my temperature again. Afterwards she inserted her oily finger up me and began to stimulate me. I got an orgasm. Then she took an aspirin suppository and pushed it way up my tiny rectal canal with her big fat, long finger!!!. My that was tight. Now in addition to becoming sloshy wet, I was all oily down there. It was heavenly. I was a good baby and did not cry this time. My bootied feet kicked and squirmed. Then she fed me my lunch. It was a baby bottle of tomato soup, my favorite!!

As I finished, she inserted a huge adult size Binki into my mouth. Instinctively I began to suck. She rocked me back and forth.

"Suck baby, suck. That soothe you? Aw, hug baby, hug and hug. If you're a good baby Mommy will breast feed you for dinner. Nite nite Baby." She said as she massaged her breast and showed it to me. The nipple was rock hard. Soon I was taking a nap in my beddy bye just like Mommy me wanted to! I didn't want to miss anything she had in store for me!

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I don't dread getting sick with a roommate like her. If only I can find a man as creative as she is!!!