Freya looked up from her phone, and the expression on her face was absolutely priceless.
"Excuse me?" She asked venomously as she heard my mother's insane suggestion.
"Don't rope me up in this shit. It's Damon who's got the creepy baby fetish."
"Yes, that may be true." My mother agreed. "But you're the least responsible child I've ever known, Freya. Your attitude stinks, you talk back and you don't know how to take responsibility and act like an adult."
"I'm not joining Damon in his freaky diaper summer camp." Freya laughed, casting a glance my way and looking me up and down. I shuffled nervously from foot to foot, making my nappy squelch and squish.
"I mean look at the state of that!" She said, pointing at me accusingly. I had nothing else to do but let her. After all, I didn't want to be in this position either.
"Well, Freya, if you don't take part in this programme as well, then I won't be letting you use the car this summer, will I?"
"Mom you can't do that!" Freya squealed, her mouth hanging open in surprise. Her eyes were glistening wet with tears.
"I can and I will, Freya. And believe me, I have more ways of ruining your summer than that." She said sternly. "Nurse Kate has assured me that Damon's rehab is working, over only a short few days. She reckons she can sort out your attitude as well. I'm more than happy to pay her." Mom said as she turned her nose up and looked over at Kate approvingly. Kate looked practically wet at the idea of having me AND my sister at her mercy.
"Mom, please don't do this." Freya gasped in disbelief and shock as she came to terms with what she would be signed up for. She gave another grim look my way, at what her reality would soon be.
"Most of your clothes are still upstairs." Mom said without a hint of emotion for Freya's plight. "Nurse Kate, I'll wire you some funds over as soon as I can to cover the cost of another 'student'?"
Nurse Kate nodded approvingly, looking at Freya hungrily, eager to have another person at her mercy.
"For you, Mrs. Love, I'll even give a discount."
"Splendid Kate." Mom nodded happily, no doubt happy to have both children out of sight and out of mind, and in the care of such a 'dedicated' babysitter. "Do keep me in contact as to how the children are doing."
And my mother walked out of the room just like that. Cold, heartless and with such a stony expression that I could have sworn she was made out of granite.
The next few minutes were awkward to say the least. Freya sat there gobsmacked that her own mother would sell her out like that.
"I can't fucking believe her." Freya said, mouth still agape. "I can't believe she's just sold me like that."
"I'm sorry Fr-" I tried to console her.
"I didn't ask for your fucking opinion, you little nappy wearing freak. This is all your fault anyway." She spat angrily at me. I stood there meekly in my nappy as she squared up to me, her eyes bleary with tears.
"If you hadn't given in to your freakish little dick's desires and bought a box of nappies for mom to find, then I would still have my summer, and you wouldn't be stood there looking like some fucking Rugrats reject."
I didn't say anything. When Freya was angry, she was best left to vent it all out and then she'd be thinking straight again. But Kate didn't give her any such chance.
"No, no, no, Freya." Kate said as she grabbed Freya sharply by the ear and dragged her quickly over to the sofa. "This kind of behaviour just won't do."
"What do you think you're doing?" Freya squealed as Kate sat down on the sofa and put Freya over her knee. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My sister was big. Not fat, but she was tall like a supermodel, with an ample bosom and thick, strong thighs. Yet somehow, this averaged size nurse was overpowering my 20 year old sister by nothing but holding her ear.
Freya was bent over Nurse Kate's knee now, and if I knew nurse Kate, I knew what was coming now.
"I want you to tell me what you've done wrong, Miss Love." Nurse Kate said sternly with a voice like a sharp bark.
"I haven't done anything wrong." Freya whimpered as she squirmed in Kate's grasp. But somehow Kate kept her in place. Every now and then she gave her a sharp jab in a spot on her back that seemed to make Freya's movements weaker. She was using her pressure points, that's how she was controlling her.
"I want you to tell me what you've done wrong, Ms. Love, and apologise for it." Nurse Kate said as she pulled up my sister's skirt, exposing her frilly pink panties that she was wearing underneath. I felt like I should look away, but my eyes were fixated on this spectacle.
Nurse Kate shook her head, and then gave Freya a sharp swat against her behind. The cracking noise echoed throughout the hallways of the house, as did Freya's terrified little Yelp. She started wriggling again, but Kate gave her another sharp prod in the back, making her go limp again. It was so bizzare to see my sister being subdued like this.
"You have another opportunity to apologise Freya." Freya was whimpering now. Fresh, hot tears were running down her face and her cheeks were flushed red from embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, ok!"
CRACK!
Kate smacked her ass harshly again. It jiggled a little when she did. My sister had a good sized ass.
"I said I'm sorry!!" Freya shouted in pain.
"What are you sorry for?" Nurse Kate asked sternly as she rubbed Freya's sore behind gently.
"I'm sorry for talking badly to you, Damon and my Mom." She said reluctantly, just to avoid another spanking.
Kate smiled, as she continued rubbing Freya's ass softly through her pink frilly panties.
"Holy shit..." I said under my breath. Kate had already beaten my sister...
Saturday 25 June 2016
Baby for Hire! (Chapter 4)
"You're a good baby, aren't you Jacob?" Caroline chirped as she bounced Jacob on her knee and cooed at him. He wasn't going to speak for fear of his punishment, but his balls were in agony. His legs were either side of Caroline's leg, so his testicles were being squashed up against her leg, and the padding of his diaper was offering little in the way of protection.
"Caroline, I'm hungry have you guys got anything to-"
Caroline pinched his lips together and scowled at him. Gemma wasn't in the room, and Caroline always seemed to be a little rougher when she wasn't around.
"You shut your little fucking mouth, baby boy. Babies don't talk." She growled at him, with a gaze that pierced beneath his skin and made him feel even smaller than his already baby size.
"Although you do raise a good point." She agreed, continuing to bounce him on her leg. "We need to feed you something.
Caroline lowered Jacob into his crib and went and grabbed the box of pills that she had earlier. She daintily plucked out a small blue and yellow one. Jacob had no idea what she had in store, maybe this pill turned into baby food when you microwaved it or something.
"This is the one we want." Caroline smiled. She plucked out another, and then called for Gemma.
"Gemma, come and get in here, it's time for some more fun!!"
Gemma had just been in the shower and so wandered into the room in a pair of satin dark blue panties that hugged her ass tightly, and a matching bra.
"What's up sweetie? Is Baby Jacob ok?" She asked with concern, her eyes quickly flitted to me say safely in my crib.
"He's fine. But I think he's feeling a little hungry." Caroline smiled devilishly, giving Gemma the other blue and yellow pill. Gemma was still brushing her gorgeous golden hair, but a grin grew on her face that could have split her face in two.
"You go first," she said nervously to Caroline, she went to put the pill back in Caroline's hand, but Caroline refused.
"We'll do it together." She smiled, and without warning the two of them shoved the pills into their mouths and swallowed them.
"What the hell is going on..." Jacob muttered under his breath.
The two women looked curiously at eachother. Nothing really seemed to be happening.
"Are you feeling anything?" Gemma asked. "Because I'm-" Gemma stopped speaking, because she could see that under Caroline's tight fitting black top, something was happening.
"Holy shit! Gemma, it's working!"
Caroline watched as under her top, her breasts were starting to grow. They were already a D at least, but now they were working their way up to a solid E. Her bra creaked and strained under her top.
"Shit, Gemma, undo my bra before I bust it open." She laughed in bewilderment. But Gemma was already in disbelief at her own boobs that were starting to spill over her dark-blue bra.
"Undo mine and I'll undo yours." Gemma laughed as she grabbed her boobs, that had gone from a C cup to an E cup in a matter of seconds. Oodles of boob flesh were spilling over the top of her bra, and all Jacob could do was watch on in fascination.
Caroline's bra was undone, but her boobs merely spilled out into her black top. She reached over and undid Gemma's, and her bra practically flew off of her titanic tits. Both girls were easily a J cup now. But their tits were perky and swollen looking.
"Gemma," Caroline moaned "the pressure is getting too much I can feel it!" Jacob wasn't sure if she was moaning in pleasure or pain, or both. But that's when he realised what was happening.
They were producing milk.
Gemma gave the very end of her nipple a light squeeze, and instantaneously milk came pissing out the end of it in all directions.
"Holy fucking shit, Caroline." Gemma gasped in awe as milk came spraying out of her nipples. Caroline still hadn't managed to take her top off, but still had to squeeze her tits before the ache became too much to bear.
Jacob watched as her top became soaked with milk. It must have been coming out of her like a fountain, because her top was saturated within seconds.
"Caroline, get over here." Gemma gasped, grabbing the back of her friends head and forcing it against her tit. Caroline sucked eagerly, and the milk spilled out from the sides of her lips and trickled onto the already milk soaked carpet.
Gemma was squealing now in pleasure. She reached forward and played with Caroline's nipples to ease off some of the pressure.
Jacob was rock hard. He couldn't believe the spectacle he was seeing in front of him. These two women, who stood over three times as tall as him, were sucking tits and grabbing boob like it was going out of fashion! Caroline pulled of her top and finished taking off her bra.
"I think it's finally stopped." She gasped, as she stopped sucking Gemma's tits to check her size. Her boobs had stopped at almost the same size as her head, and milk was still slowly dripping out of her nipple like a tap that hadn't been shut off.
"That's mean it's baby Jacob's turn!" Gemma squealed as the two of them hopped over to his crib. Their tits bounced ferociously as they ran. Without warning, Gemma scooped Jacob up out of his crib and nestled him in the crook of her arm like you'd hold a newborn. He was only two or so feet tall, so she had no problem cradling him and offering her nipple to his mouth.
Jacob didn't even try to fight. He knew there would be no point trying to wage war with these two titans, so he clamped his tiny mouth around the end of Gemma's nipple and sucked lightly, nervously awaiting the trickle of milk. But it wasn't a trickle, it was a torrent. Jacob's mouth flooded with Gemma's milk instantly. He drank as fast as he could, but fast wasn't good enough, and the milk spilled out of her mouth. It was warm and surprisingly sweet.
"My turn!" Caroline said as she took Jacob forcefully out of Gemma's hands and offered his mouth up to her own boob.
Jacob's baby transformation was nearing completion...
"Caroline, I'm hungry have you guys got anything to-"
Caroline pinched his lips together and scowled at him. Gemma wasn't in the room, and Caroline always seemed to be a little rougher when she wasn't around.
"You shut your little fucking mouth, baby boy. Babies don't talk." She growled at him, with a gaze that pierced beneath his skin and made him feel even smaller than his already baby size.
"Although you do raise a good point." She agreed, continuing to bounce him on her leg. "We need to feed you something.
Caroline lowered Jacob into his crib and went and grabbed the box of pills that she had earlier. She daintily plucked out a small blue and yellow one. Jacob had no idea what she had in store, maybe this pill turned into baby food when you microwaved it or something.
"This is the one we want." Caroline smiled. She plucked out another, and then called for Gemma.
"Gemma, come and get in here, it's time for some more fun!!"
Gemma had just been in the shower and so wandered into the room in a pair of satin dark blue panties that hugged her ass tightly, and a matching bra.
"What's up sweetie? Is Baby Jacob ok?" She asked with concern, her eyes quickly flitted to me say safely in my crib.
"He's fine. But I think he's feeling a little hungry." Caroline smiled devilishly, giving Gemma the other blue and yellow pill. Gemma was still brushing her gorgeous golden hair, but a grin grew on her face that could have split her face in two.
"You go first," she said nervously to Caroline, she went to put the pill back in Caroline's hand, but Caroline refused.
"We'll do it together." She smiled, and without warning the two of them shoved the pills into their mouths and swallowed them.
"What the hell is going on..." Jacob muttered under his breath.
The two women looked curiously at eachother. Nothing really seemed to be happening.
"Are you feeling anything?" Gemma asked. "Because I'm-" Gemma stopped speaking, because she could see that under Caroline's tight fitting black top, something was happening.
"Holy shit! Gemma, it's working!"
Caroline watched as under her top, her breasts were starting to grow. They were already a D at least, but now they were working their way up to a solid E. Her bra creaked and strained under her top.
"Shit, Gemma, undo my bra before I bust it open." She laughed in bewilderment. But Gemma was already in disbelief at her own boobs that were starting to spill over her dark-blue bra.
"Undo mine and I'll undo yours." Gemma laughed as she grabbed her boobs, that had gone from a C cup to an E cup in a matter of seconds. Oodles of boob flesh were spilling over the top of her bra, and all Jacob could do was watch on in fascination.
Caroline's bra was undone, but her boobs merely spilled out into her black top. She reached over and undid Gemma's, and her bra practically flew off of her titanic tits. Both girls were easily a J cup now. But their tits were perky and swollen looking.
"Gemma," Caroline moaned "the pressure is getting too much I can feel it!" Jacob wasn't sure if she was moaning in pleasure or pain, or both. But that's when he realised what was happening.
They were producing milk.
Gemma gave the very end of her nipple a light squeeze, and instantaneously milk came pissing out the end of it in all directions.
"Holy fucking shit, Caroline." Gemma gasped in awe as milk came spraying out of her nipples. Caroline still hadn't managed to take her top off, but still had to squeeze her tits before the ache became too much to bear.
Jacob watched as her top became soaked with milk. It must have been coming out of her like a fountain, because her top was saturated within seconds.
"Caroline, get over here." Gemma gasped, grabbing the back of her friends head and forcing it against her tit. Caroline sucked eagerly, and the milk spilled out from the sides of her lips and trickled onto the already milk soaked carpet.
Gemma was squealing now in pleasure. She reached forward and played with Caroline's nipples to ease off some of the pressure.
Jacob was rock hard. He couldn't believe the spectacle he was seeing in front of him. These two women, who stood over three times as tall as him, were sucking tits and grabbing boob like it was going out of fashion! Caroline pulled of her top and finished taking off her bra.
"I think it's finally stopped." She gasped, as she stopped sucking Gemma's tits to check her size. Her boobs had stopped at almost the same size as her head, and milk was still slowly dripping out of her nipple like a tap that hadn't been shut off.
"That's mean it's baby Jacob's turn!" Gemma squealed as the two of them hopped over to his crib. Their tits bounced ferociously as they ran. Without warning, Gemma scooped Jacob up out of his crib and nestled him in the crook of her arm like you'd hold a newborn. He was only two or so feet tall, so she had no problem cradling him and offering her nipple to his mouth.
Jacob didn't even try to fight. He knew there would be no point trying to wage war with these two titans, so he clamped his tiny mouth around the end of Gemma's nipple and sucked lightly, nervously awaiting the trickle of milk. But it wasn't a trickle, it was a torrent. Jacob's mouth flooded with Gemma's milk instantly. He drank as fast as he could, but fast wasn't good enough, and the milk spilled out of her mouth. It was warm and surprisingly sweet.
"My turn!" Caroline said as she took Jacob forcefully out of Gemma's hands and offered his mouth up to her own boob.
Jacob's baby transformation was nearing completion...
Thursday 23 June 2016
Baby for Hire! (Chapter 3)
Jacob was in shock. Complete and utter shock. One minute he'd been a 150 pound adult, and now he was no taller than a two year old.
"Gemma, what's going on?" He babbled in panic. His body was so small and frail and tiny now, especially as he was being held in Gemma's gargantuan arms. She was an absolute Titan to him.
"Don't you fret, little baby Jacob. You don't have to worry about anything ever again. We'll be looking after you from now on."
The two women were taking him upstairs, where they said his new 'lodgings' were. But all Jacob could feel was fear. This was unnatural and strange and IMPOSSIBLE! Since when was it reality to be able to shrink a human being? Despite his close proximity to Gemma's soft, supple breast, he was far from comfortable.
The three of them entered a room that was lavish in pastel blue and pink. It was a completely kitted out room for a baby. It had a changing table in the corner with squishy padding on it, and a pink crib with bars taller than Jacob was. There was even a little mobile above his bed that was idly spinning above it.
Jacob was starting to regret his choice.
"Now then, Baby Jacob." Caroline said as she took him out of Gemma's arms and laid him down on the changing table. Seeing how huge these two women were, towering over him, made him feel sick to the stomach with anxiety. He was so helpless and small now.
"I think it's time for us to get a diaper on you, don't you?"
Caroline spread Jacob's legs before he could protest, exposing his now minuscule manhood to both of these titanic women.
"Well hasn't our baby got a cute little shrinky-dink?" Gemma laughed as she tapped Jacob's penis lightly with her finger. He instinctively went to close his legs back up, but Gemma was having none of it, and forced his legs back open.
"This will be much easier if you don't struggle, baby." She said sternly, as she grabbed a baby diaper from the side cabinet. It was crisp and completely white, save for a few cartoon patterns on the front of it. Gemma unfurled it and slid it under Jacob's butt.
"Doesn't that feel better, little baby?" She cooed as she pinched his nose lightly between her giant fingers. But Jacob wasn't laughing, and instead tried to swat her fingers away. But Gemma was strong, and grabbed his thin, girly wrists and easily enveloped them in her iron grasp.
"Naughty babies who don't listen to their mommies will be punished. Do you understand me?" She said sternly, her eyes staring him down like she was disciplining a child. I suppose in her eyes she was disciplining a child. Jacob was her baby now, and he had to accept that as his new reality or suffer the consequences.
"Sorry, Mommy." He said reluctantly.
"That's better." She said, releasing his hand and proceeding with the diapering. She pulled it up and over his crotch and yanked the tapes tightly over the front so that it was nice and snug around his waist. It poofed out between his legs and made him look even more babyish than he already felt.
He looked ridiculous. As he wasn't a proportionate baby, the diaper looked far to big and poofy on his thin, fragile waist. It still fit snugly around him, but he was unable to close his legs because of all the padding.
"Gemma, I'm not so sure about this deal..." He said fearfully, as she pulled forward the front of his diaper and sprinkled some baby powder down onto his baby bits.
"Baby Jacob, if I hear another word out of you, you're going to have a very angry mommy. Do you understand me?" She asked, leaning over him just to remind him how small and powerless he was. If she decided to keep going and lay on top of him, she'd probably crush him.
Jacob zipped his lips, but not happily. He continued to frown, at her, even as she scooped him up under his armpits and carried him over to his crib. She sat down on the chair next to it and sat him on her lap. His face was level with her small, perky boobs. She pulled him in closer to her chest.
"Caroline could you fetch Baby Jacob's outfit?" Gemma asked her sweetly, but Caroline shot her a bitter look. She didn't like being ordered around, and she didn't feel like she was getting much time with the new baby.
Gemma bounced Jacob on her knee and hummed softly to him as she pulled him in closer to her breast.
"Here we go, baby!" Caroline said excitedly as she came into the room with what looked to be a babies onesie, complete with clip buttons on the crotch to make diaper changes easier. It was light blue, and would contribute to Jacob's babyish look with ease.
The two of them worked together to pull the onesie over Jacob's head and clipped the poppers closed at his crotch. You could easily still see the bulge of his diaper underneath the fabric. He'd never felt so embarrassed in his life.
"Baby Jacob, you look wonderful!" Caroline beamed before taking a pacifier out of her pocket and shoving it into his mouth.
Jacob now officially looked the part! He had his huge poofy diaper between his legs, he had his onesie to cover it up and he had a paci in his mouth to suck on as his mommies looked after him.
"What more could you want, baby boy?" Caroline beamed proudly, but there was a darkness to her eyes that made Jacob feel small and afraid.
"Gemma, what's going on?" He babbled in panic. His body was so small and frail and tiny now, especially as he was being held in Gemma's gargantuan arms. She was an absolute Titan to him.
"Don't you fret, little baby Jacob. You don't have to worry about anything ever again. We'll be looking after you from now on."
The two women were taking him upstairs, where they said his new 'lodgings' were. But all Jacob could feel was fear. This was unnatural and strange and IMPOSSIBLE! Since when was it reality to be able to shrink a human being? Despite his close proximity to Gemma's soft, supple breast, he was far from comfortable.
The three of them entered a room that was lavish in pastel blue and pink. It was a completely kitted out room for a baby. It had a changing table in the corner with squishy padding on it, and a pink crib with bars taller than Jacob was. There was even a little mobile above his bed that was idly spinning above it.
Jacob was starting to regret his choice.
"Now then, Baby Jacob." Caroline said as she took him out of Gemma's arms and laid him down on the changing table. Seeing how huge these two women were, towering over him, made him feel sick to the stomach with anxiety. He was so helpless and small now.
"I think it's time for us to get a diaper on you, don't you?"
Caroline spread Jacob's legs before he could protest, exposing his now minuscule manhood to both of these titanic women.
"Well hasn't our baby got a cute little shrinky-dink?" Gemma laughed as she tapped Jacob's penis lightly with her finger. He instinctively went to close his legs back up, but Gemma was having none of it, and forced his legs back open.
"This will be much easier if you don't struggle, baby." She said sternly, as she grabbed a baby diaper from the side cabinet. It was crisp and completely white, save for a few cartoon patterns on the front of it. Gemma unfurled it and slid it under Jacob's butt.
"Doesn't that feel better, little baby?" She cooed as she pinched his nose lightly between her giant fingers. But Jacob wasn't laughing, and instead tried to swat her fingers away. But Gemma was strong, and grabbed his thin, girly wrists and easily enveloped them in her iron grasp.
"Naughty babies who don't listen to their mommies will be punished. Do you understand me?" She said sternly, her eyes staring him down like she was disciplining a child. I suppose in her eyes she was disciplining a child. Jacob was her baby now, and he had to accept that as his new reality or suffer the consequences.
"Sorry, Mommy." He said reluctantly.
"That's better." She said, releasing his hand and proceeding with the diapering. She pulled it up and over his crotch and yanked the tapes tightly over the front so that it was nice and snug around his waist. It poofed out between his legs and made him look even more babyish than he already felt.
He looked ridiculous. As he wasn't a proportionate baby, the diaper looked far to big and poofy on his thin, fragile waist. It still fit snugly around him, but he was unable to close his legs because of all the padding.
"Gemma, I'm not so sure about this deal..." He said fearfully, as she pulled forward the front of his diaper and sprinkled some baby powder down onto his baby bits.
"Baby Jacob, if I hear another word out of you, you're going to have a very angry mommy. Do you understand me?" She asked, leaning over him just to remind him how small and powerless he was. If she decided to keep going and lay on top of him, she'd probably crush him.
Jacob zipped his lips, but not happily. He continued to frown, at her, even as she scooped him up under his armpits and carried him over to his crib. She sat down on the chair next to it and sat him on her lap. His face was level with her small, perky boobs. She pulled him in closer to her chest.
"Caroline could you fetch Baby Jacob's outfit?" Gemma asked her sweetly, but Caroline shot her a bitter look. She didn't like being ordered around, and she didn't feel like she was getting much time with the new baby.
Gemma bounced Jacob on her knee and hummed softly to him as she pulled him in closer to her breast.
"Here we go, baby!" Caroline said excitedly as she came into the room with what looked to be a babies onesie, complete with clip buttons on the crotch to make diaper changes easier. It was light blue, and would contribute to Jacob's babyish look with ease.
The two of them worked together to pull the onesie over Jacob's head and clipped the poppers closed at his crotch. You could easily still see the bulge of his diaper underneath the fabric. He'd never felt so embarrassed in his life.
"Baby Jacob, you look wonderful!" Caroline beamed before taking a pacifier out of her pocket and shoving it into his mouth.
Jacob now officially looked the part! He had his huge poofy diaper between his legs, he had his onesie to cover it up and he had a paci in his mouth to suck on as his mommies looked after him.
"What more could you want, baby boy?" Caroline beamed proudly, but there was a darkness to her eyes that made Jacob feel small and afraid.
Sunday 19 June 2016
Baby for Hire! (Chapter 2)
"I don't understand..." Jacob said unsurely, and slightly fearfully. What was it exactly these women were expecting of him?
"You mean, you're not a baby for hire?" Caroline asked, her gaze dropped to the floor with rejection.
"There is no such thing as a baby for hire!" Jacob said in disbelief. He couldn't believe he was actually having this conversation. "What do you even want of me?"
"We want you to be our baby, Jacob." Gemma said honestly. "We want someone to look after and care for and cherish and love, but we don't want to go through all the tedious legalities of adoption. We thought we'd been waiting for someone like you to come along, but I guess even that seemed too good to be true..." Gemma's eyes were welling up, and she looked at though she might cry.
Jacob felt awful. These women had obviously built themselves up to this. They'd been so excited and no doubt broody. Sure, this was a weird thing for someone to do. But who was he to judge? He'd just been kicked out of his house for treating his mother like a piece of shit.
"I guess I could give it a go..." Jacob said reluctantly, not entirely sure what he was getting himself into. And besides, he said he wanted to get a job. A 'Baby for Hire' was still a job, right?
"You will?" Gemma smiled, and it was so warm and so genuine that Jacob was sure he must have been making the right choice.
Caroline leapt forward and held Jacob in a tight embrace, and Gemma joined her. And suddenly, with these two gorgeous women holding their bodies close to his, this didn't seem like such a bad idea.
*
"So, I'm guessing you want some 'terms and conditions' with this, right?" Caroline said as she came back into the living room with a small box in her hands.
"I wouldn't mind some, in all honesty." Jacob laughed nervously. "This isn't something you get asked to do every day."
Caroline smiled and nodded. "I completely understand, Jacob. But hopefully we can clear a couple of things for you."
"We want you to be our baby, Jacob." Gemma began. "We want to look after you and feed you and tuck you in at night and read you stories and be your mommies." She said honestly, and for some reason that made Jacob less weirded out by it.
"So, I'm going to be living here all the time?" Jacob asked, his eyes lighting up a little. Since his mother kicked him out he found himself longing for a 'motherly touch'.
"You can stay with us as long as you want." Gemma said warmly, grabbing Jacob's hand and squeezing it tightly. "You'll be our baby, and we'll look after you as long as you stay with us."
The idea made Jacob feel warm and fuzzy inside. Living with these two for as long as he wanted? It sounded like a dream. Sure he'd have to be their 'baby' (he wasn't entirely sure what that entailed) but that sounded like a small price to pay for free food, lodgings and getting to ogle these two goddesses for as long as he wanted.
"Let's do it." Jacob said finally before hearing any more. "I'll be your baby for hire."
The two women jumped out of their chairs excitedly and hugged eachother tightly. Jacob had a cheeky look downwards to check out both of their jiggling asses.
"So first things first," Caroline said as she opened the small box in front of her. "We're going to need you to take this."
Jacob was presented with a small pill, no bigger than a skittle.
"What does this do?" He asked, fiddling with it in his fingers.
"This," Caroline said with a wildness in her eyes. She was excited. "Will help you become our baby. And I don't want to tell you anything else, or it'll ruin the surprise."
Jacob regarded her warily.
"Will it hurt me at all?"
Caroline took his hand and held it tightly in hers, looking him deeply in the eyes. "I promise you it won't hurt you."
Despite his reservations, Jacob knocked back the pill and waited, waited for anything. There were no sensations or feelings or... Anything!
"It doesn't seem to be doing much..." Jacob said. But as the words escaped his lips, he felt a lurch in his stomach. "Caroline? Gemma? What's happening to me?" Jacob stood up unsteadily. It felt like the world was whirling around him. The two girls hugged eachother again, before looking at Jacob as he swayed this way and that.
"This is it, Caz." Gemma said in excitement. "Our little baby!"
Jacob was confused. Why weren't they helping him? What was happening? He felt himself dropping lower and lower to the floor. Was he collapsing? In slow motion? No, he couldn't have been... He was still standing upright. Wait... No! He was shrinking!
"Help me!" He screeched as his body got smaller and smaller. He receded down into his clothes, which were now like a tent to him. His arms shrunk up his sleeves, and his legs became thin and tiny in comparison to his huge baggy trousers.
His shrinking slowed eventually, and by then he stood no more thigh-height to Caroline and Gemma. They towered over him like goddesses. Or, now that he thought about it, they towered over him like Mother's towered over their children.
"There's our baby!" Gemma said as she grabbed the terrified, naked boy out of his pile of clothes and lifted him in her arms like he weighed no more than a few bags of sugar. She held him tightly to her breast and stroked his hair affectionately.
"Well, Baby Jacob," she cooed. "What's say we get a diaper on you?"
"You mean, you're not a baby for hire?" Caroline asked, her gaze dropped to the floor with rejection.
"There is no such thing as a baby for hire!" Jacob said in disbelief. He couldn't believe he was actually having this conversation. "What do you even want of me?"
"We want you to be our baby, Jacob." Gemma said honestly. "We want someone to look after and care for and cherish and love, but we don't want to go through all the tedious legalities of adoption. We thought we'd been waiting for someone like you to come along, but I guess even that seemed too good to be true..." Gemma's eyes were welling up, and she looked at though she might cry.
Jacob felt awful. These women had obviously built themselves up to this. They'd been so excited and no doubt broody. Sure, this was a weird thing for someone to do. But who was he to judge? He'd just been kicked out of his house for treating his mother like a piece of shit.
"I guess I could give it a go..." Jacob said reluctantly, not entirely sure what he was getting himself into. And besides, he said he wanted to get a job. A 'Baby for Hire' was still a job, right?
"You will?" Gemma smiled, and it was so warm and so genuine that Jacob was sure he must have been making the right choice.
Caroline leapt forward and held Jacob in a tight embrace, and Gemma joined her. And suddenly, with these two gorgeous women holding their bodies close to his, this didn't seem like such a bad idea.
*
"So, I'm guessing you want some 'terms and conditions' with this, right?" Caroline said as she came back into the living room with a small box in her hands.
"I wouldn't mind some, in all honesty." Jacob laughed nervously. "This isn't something you get asked to do every day."
Caroline smiled and nodded. "I completely understand, Jacob. But hopefully we can clear a couple of things for you."
"We want you to be our baby, Jacob." Gemma began. "We want to look after you and feed you and tuck you in at night and read you stories and be your mommies." She said honestly, and for some reason that made Jacob less weirded out by it.
"So, I'm going to be living here all the time?" Jacob asked, his eyes lighting up a little. Since his mother kicked him out he found himself longing for a 'motherly touch'.
"You can stay with us as long as you want." Gemma said warmly, grabbing Jacob's hand and squeezing it tightly. "You'll be our baby, and we'll look after you as long as you stay with us."
The idea made Jacob feel warm and fuzzy inside. Living with these two for as long as he wanted? It sounded like a dream. Sure he'd have to be their 'baby' (he wasn't entirely sure what that entailed) but that sounded like a small price to pay for free food, lodgings and getting to ogle these two goddesses for as long as he wanted.
"Let's do it." Jacob said finally before hearing any more. "I'll be your baby for hire."
The two women jumped out of their chairs excitedly and hugged eachother tightly. Jacob had a cheeky look downwards to check out both of their jiggling asses.
"So first things first," Caroline said as she opened the small box in front of her. "We're going to need you to take this."
Jacob was presented with a small pill, no bigger than a skittle.
"What does this do?" He asked, fiddling with it in his fingers.
"This," Caroline said with a wildness in her eyes. She was excited. "Will help you become our baby. And I don't want to tell you anything else, or it'll ruin the surprise."
Jacob regarded her warily.
"Will it hurt me at all?"
Caroline took his hand and held it tightly in hers, looking him deeply in the eyes. "I promise you it won't hurt you."
Despite his reservations, Jacob knocked back the pill and waited, waited for anything. There were no sensations or feelings or... Anything!
"It doesn't seem to be doing much..." Jacob said. But as the words escaped his lips, he felt a lurch in his stomach. "Caroline? Gemma? What's happening to me?" Jacob stood up unsteadily. It felt like the world was whirling around him. The two girls hugged eachother again, before looking at Jacob as he swayed this way and that.
"This is it, Caz." Gemma said in excitement. "Our little baby!"
Jacob was confused. Why weren't they helping him? What was happening? He felt himself dropping lower and lower to the floor. Was he collapsing? In slow motion? No, he couldn't have been... He was still standing upright. Wait... No! He was shrinking!
"Help me!" He screeched as his body got smaller and smaller. He receded down into his clothes, which were now like a tent to him. His arms shrunk up his sleeves, and his legs became thin and tiny in comparison to his huge baggy trousers.
His shrinking slowed eventually, and by then he stood no more thigh-height to Caroline and Gemma. They towered over him like goddesses. Or, now that he thought about it, they towered over him like Mother's towered over their children.
"There's our baby!" Gemma said as she grabbed the terrified, naked boy out of his pile of clothes and lifted him in her arms like he weighed no more than a few bags of sugar. She held him tightly to her breast and stroked his hair affectionately.
"Well, Baby Jacob," she cooed. "What's say we get a diaper on you?"
Baby for Hire! (Chapter 1)
A Misunderstanding
"Well if you want to live on your own so bad then why don't you get a fucking job!" Jacob's mom shouted with a fire in her eyes that Jacob had never seen before. He huffed. He had fire in him too.
"Why don't you work a little harder to pay for your son, you lazy bitch!" He spat, but the moment the words had left his mouth he wanted to grab them and shove them back down his throat. He'd never spoken to his mother like that before, and he could see the water starting to well in her eyes.
"Mom," Jacob said softly, "Mom, I didn't mean-"
"Get out of my house." She said quietly, but with enough menace that it may as well have been shouting to Jacob. His mother looked at him with a contempt he'd never seen in her before. She wasn't just angry, she was enraged.
Jacob wasn't given much time to grab his things. This was the straw that broke the camel's back. He'd been mooching off of his mother for too long and too greedily. He didn't pay his way at all in her house, where only he, his younger brother and his mother lived, and she'd finally had enough.
To be honest, Jacob should have left a long while back, or at least got a job. He was twenty-one now, and that meant he was supposed to be taking some responsibility for himself. Alas, he just lived in his house with his six year old half-brother and slowly drained the finances away from his struggling mother.
And so, within the space of less than an hour, everything had changed. Jacob had grabbed what few possessions he needed (and could carry) and was sent out into the street.
"Where am I gonna go?" He asked innocently to his mother who stood over him menacingly in the doorway. It was raining. And not just a sprinkle of rain, it came down in thick splodges that soaked Jacob with each drop. By the time he had finished looking longingly at his warm, dry home, he was completely soaked through. He turned back and looked through the window as his mother sat down on the couch and wept. He'd really messed up this time.
Jacob walked without purpose. He was so used to his home being the centre of his life, and now that had been snuffed out in one fell swoop. He found himself wandering towards the shopping mall in the centre of town, at least that would be somewhere dry to go for a bit, until it closed...
It was quite a weird sensation, walking around the mall without being able to buy anything. Jacob had been so used to just pissing away his mother's hard earned money that any kind of financial awareness had been lost on him.
"What the hell am I supposed to do..." He muttered to himself unsurely. He was lost. Lost and lonely and as much as he hated to admit it, he was afraid. This was the first shred of independence he'd ever had to show, and he didn't like it one bit.
As the mall was closing he saw a letterbox where you could post your own advertisements for the local newspaper. You could sell yourself as a handyman, a babysitter or whatever job it was you did and the whole town would be able to see it.
Jacob took out a soggy scrap of paper out of his bag and began to write...
JACOB WILKINS
BABYSITTER FOR HIRE
AGED 21, LOOKING FOR WORK
SALARY TO BE DISCUSSED
Jacob put his phone number at the bottom of the soggy, poor excuse for an advert and then stuck it through the letter box along with the printing fee of $5, his last five dollars. With any joy his ad would be posted in tomorrow's paper and he'd be earning money soon. Otherwise he'd starve by the end of the week.
After that the shopping mall closed. And Jacob was forced outside into the rain along with all the other homeless people who were staying in there for shelter.
The rain was cold and sent a bitter chill all across Jacob's skin. He took what cover he could underneath the balconies of the building, but that did little to keep out the wind that crept in as the sun went down. As Jacob eventually went to sleep, under no cover and with no-one there for company, he cried and cried until tiredness and exhaustion kicked in and sent him into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Jacob was awoken by a soft humming sound.
"What the fuck is that..." He asked, bleary eyed and confused. His clothes were still damp and cold, but it had stopped raining at least.
The humming continued, until he realised it was his phone in his pocket that was humming. Still confused, he answered it and put it to his ear.
"Hello?" He said. His voice was croaky.
"Ah, hiya!" The woman's voice on the other end said cheerily. "Is that Jacob?"
Jacob thinned his eyes warily.
"It is, who's this?" He asked. His mind still hadn't fully woken up.
"My names Caroline, I've seen your add in this morning's paper and I'm very interested!" She chirped. Jacob could hear another woman in the background giggling.
"If you come over now we can work out the details perhaps?"
Jacob felt his heart flutter, he didn't think things would happen so quickly!
"Yeah! Yeah sure!" Jacob tried to catch his words. "I'll come right over!"
Caroline gave him the address, which was only a few blocks away. Jacob walked with a new spring in his step. His clothes were still sopping wet and his stomach was still empty, but this would be a road to something better, and he could prove to his mother that he can stand on his own two feet!
When Jacob arrived at the house he was quite pleased. It was a fairly large house, detached, with innocent little shutters on the windows and a pretty little front garden full of flowers and plants. It looked like a house straight out of Disney.
Jacob knocked on the door eagerly. He'd never had a job before, and he found the prospect of one exciting and fulfilling. He'd never babysat before either, but he had looked after his younger brother a lot. That's the only reason he thought it might be a good idea.
"Hello there Jacob!" The woman at the door, who must have been Caroline, greeted him at the door with a beaming smile. She must have been about thirty, with black hair tied up in a pony tail. Looking downwards, Jacob saw that she had a very motherly figure, with big, full looking breasts (he reckoned a 36D at least) but that wasn't what caught his eye. What caught his eye was her ASS!
It was mesmerising. Even though she was looking at him face on, he could tell that she was packing an enormous behind in her skin tight black leggings.
"Why don't you come in, Jacob." She said with a bubbly, but sultry tone. She eyed him carefully, looking him up and down. "We have a lot to discuss."
Jacobs eyes were fixated on Caroline's jiggling bubble butt. She was a milf if ever he saw one, and he got the feeling she knew it. She seemingly purposely was swaying her hips left and right, which made her juicy ass wobble like jelly.
"Come through here, Jacob." She said as she led him to the living room. In there was another woman, but this one was smaller, with golden blonde hair and small, pert breasts on an equally womanly figure. Her ass wasn't quite as jiggly, and instead she had thick, muscular thighs that looked like they could crush a coconut with ease.
"This is Gemma," she introduced, before sitting down next to her on the couch. Jacob stood there awkwardly whilst these two milfs looked him up and down like some kind of zoo animal.
"We're both very excited to have you here, Jacob." Gemma said eagerly as she shuffled a little in her seat like a nervous puppy.
"We were both surprised to see an advert like this come up in the paper to be honest!" Caroline laughed.
"What do you mean?" Jacob asked curiously. He didn't think it that strange a job to do.
"Well, with me and Caroline unable to have children, and being in dire need of a-"
"Hold on, you don't have a child?" Jacob laughed, "then who am I looking after?"
The two women exchanged a confused glance.
"Well, we're going to be looking after you, silly! Aren't we?" Gemma said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Jacob was taken aback as Caroline took the local paper out and showed him the photocopy of his advertisement.
JACOB WILKINS
BABY FOR HIRE
AGED 21, LOOKING FOR WORK
SALARY TO BE DISCUSSED
Jacob couldn't believe what he was seeing. That soggy bit of paper he had written his advert on had washed away the word "sitter"
These women wanted him to be their Baby for Hire!
"Well if you want to live on your own so bad then why don't you get a fucking job!" Jacob's mom shouted with a fire in her eyes that Jacob had never seen before. He huffed. He had fire in him too.
"Why don't you work a little harder to pay for your son, you lazy bitch!" He spat, but the moment the words had left his mouth he wanted to grab them and shove them back down his throat. He'd never spoken to his mother like that before, and he could see the water starting to well in her eyes.
"Mom," Jacob said softly, "Mom, I didn't mean-"
"Get out of my house." She said quietly, but with enough menace that it may as well have been shouting to Jacob. His mother looked at him with a contempt he'd never seen in her before. She wasn't just angry, she was enraged.
Jacob wasn't given much time to grab his things. This was the straw that broke the camel's back. He'd been mooching off of his mother for too long and too greedily. He didn't pay his way at all in her house, where only he, his younger brother and his mother lived, and she'd finally had enough.
To be honest, Jacob should have left a long while back, or at least got a job. He was twenty-one now, and that meant he was supposed to be taking some responsibility for himself. Alas, he just lived in his house with his six year old half-brother and slowly drained the finances away from his struggling mother.
And so, within the space of less than an hour, everything had changed. Jacob had grabbed what few possessions he needed (and could carry) and was sent out into the street.
"Where am I gonna go?" He asked innocently to his mother who stood over him menacingly in the doorway. It was raining. And not just a sprinkle of rain, it came down in thick splodges that soaked Jacob with each drop. By the time he had finished looking longingly at his warm, dry home, he was completely soaked through. He turned back and looked through the window as his mother sat down on the couch and wept. He'd really messed up this time.
Jacob walked without purpose. He was so used to his home being the centre of his life, and now that had been snuffed out in one fell swoop. He found himself wandering towards the shopping mall in the centre of town, at least that would be somewhere dry to go for a bit, until it closed...
It was quite a weird sensation, walking around the mall without being able to buy anything. Jacob had been so used to just pissing away his mother's hard earned money that any kind of financial awareness had been lost on him.
"What the hell am I supposed to do..." He muttered to himself unsurely. He was lost. Lost and lonely and as much as he hated to admit it, he was afraid. This was the first shred of independence he'd ever had to show, and he didn't like it one bit.
As the mall was closing he saw a letterbox where you could post your own advertisements for the local newspaper. You could sell yourself as a handyman, a babysitter or whatever job it was you did and the whole town would be able to see it.
Jacob took out a soggy scrap of paper out of his bag and began to write...
JACOB WILKINS
BABYSITTER FOR HIRE
AGED 21, LOOKING FOR WORK
SALARY TO BE DISCUSSED
Jacob put his phone number at the bottom of the soggy, poor excuse for an advert and then stuck it through the letter box along with the printing fee of $5, his last five dollars. With any joy his ad would be posted in tomorrow's paper and he'd be earning money soon. Otherwise he'd starve by the end of the week.
After that the shopping mall closed. And Jacob was forced outside into the rain along with all the other homeless people who were staying in there for shelter.
The rain was cold and sent a bitter chill all across Jacob's skin. He took what cover he could underneath the balconies of the building, but that did little to keep out the wind that crept in as the sun went down. As Jacob eventually went to sleep, under no cover and with no-one there for company, he cried and cried until tiredness and exhaustion kicked in and sent him into a deep sleep.
The next morning, Jacob was awoken by a soft humming sound.
"What the fuck is that..." He asked, bleary eyed and confused. His clothes were still damp and cold, but it had stopped raining at least.
The humming continued, until he realised it was his phone in his pocket that was humming. Still confused, he answered it and put it to his ear.
"Hello?" He said. His voice was croaky.
"Ah, hiya!" The woman's voice on the other end said cheerily. "Is that Jacob?"
Jacob thinned his eyes warily.
"It is, who's this?" He asked. His mind still hadn't fully woken up.
"My names Caroline, I've seen your add in this morning's paper and I'm very interested!" She chirped. Jacob could hear another woman in the background giggling.
"If you come over now we can work out the details perhaps?"
Jacob felt his heart flutter, he didn't think things would happen so quickly!
"Yeah! Yeah sure!" Jacob tried to catch his words. "I'll come right over!"
Caroline gave him the address, which was only a few blocks away. Jacob walked with a new spring in his step. His clothes were still sopping wet and his stomach was still empty, but this would be a road to something better, and he could prove to his mother that he can stand on his own two feet!
When Jacob arrived at the house he was quite pleased. It was a fairly large house, detached, with innocent little shutters on the windows and a pretty little front garden full of flowers and plants. It looked like a house straight out of Disney.
Jacob knocked on the door eagerly. He'd never had a job before, and he found the prospect of one exciting and fulfilling. He'd never babysat before either, but he had looked after his younger brother a lot. That's the only reason he thought it might be a good idea.
"Hello there Jacob!" The woman at the door, who must have been Caroline, greeted him at the door with a beaming smile. She must have been about thirty, with black hair tied up in a pony tail. Looking downwards, Jacob saw that she had a very motherly figure, with big, full looking breasts (he reckoned a 36D at least) but that wasn't what caught his eye. What caught his eye was her ASS!
It was mesmerising. Even though she was looking at him face on, he could tell that she was packing an enormous behind in her skin tight black leggings.
"Why don't you come in, Jacob." She said with a bubbly, but sultry tone. She eyed him carefully, looking him up and down. "We have a lot to discuss."
Jacobs eyes were fixated on Caroline's jiggling bubble butt. She was a milf if ever he saw one, and he got the feeling she knew it. She seemingly purposely was swaying her hips left and right, which made her juicy ass wobble like jelly.
"Come through here, Jacob." She said as she led him to the living room. In there was another woman, but this one was smaller, with golden blonde hair and small, pert breasts on an equally womanly figure. Her ass wasn't quite as jiggly, and instead she had thick, muscular thighs that looked like they could crush a coconut with ease.
"This is Gemma," she introduced, before sitting down next to her on the couch. Jacob stood there awkwardly whilst these two milfs looked him up and down like some kind of zoo animal.
"We're both very excited to have you here, Jacob." Gemma said eagerly as she shuffled a little in her seat like a nervous puppy.
"We were both surprised to see an advert like this come up in the paper to be honest!" Caroline laughed.
"What do you mean?" Jacob asked curiously. He didn't think it that strange a job to do.
"Well, with me and Caroline unable to have children, and being in dire need of a-"
"Hold on, you don't have a child?" Jacob laughed, "then who am I looking after?"
The two women exchanged a confused glance.
"Well, we're going to be looking after you, silly! Aren't we?" Gemma said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Jacob was taken aback as Caroline took the local paper out and showed him the photocopy of his advertisement.
JACOB WILKINS
BABY FOR HIRE
AGED 21, LOOKING FOR WORK
SALARY TO BE DISCUSSED
Jacob couldn't believe what he was seeing. That soggy bit of paper he had written his advert on had washed away the word "sitter"
These women wanted him to be their Baby for Hire!
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