Tuesday, 6 September 2016
Attack on Diaper (Chapter 3)
The explosion when Wall Maria was broken through was deafening. Nikki's gigantic diaper battered down the walls like they were nothing but paper. Dust, debris, piss and shit went flying in every direction. Armen watched on in fear as the crowd of people who were in front of him, waiting to get on the boat like he was not a matter of minutes ago, were crushed. A titanic log of shit flew through the air towards them, but they couldn't move. Everyone was so tightly packed together that they couldn't get away in time, and for that they perished. Nikki's enormous turd crushed them before they even had the chance to scream.
Armen threw up.
"We have to go now!" A man shouted from the back of the boat, but he didn't have to tell the driver twice. The boat started moving towards Wall Maria. Eren, Armen and Mikasa looked away from the crowd of dead and dying people in front of them. They were goners now. Either they perished under the shit that had crushed them, or they suffered at the hands of the Titanesses who were starting to crowd around them like vultures after scraps.
The boat carried on through Wall Maria and into Wall Rose, the second wall of defence against the Titans. All those aboard were in shock. Seeing a titaness, seeing what they can do is life changing. Their strength, their speed, their power, it's all so incomprehensible until you see them for real. And by then you have nothing left to do but realise that you're powerless. You're nothing but a bug to them, a toy to be played with.
"Eren," Mikasa said as she placed a tentative hand on his shoulder. No-one had said anything since they got on the boat, and the desperate, confused look in his eyes was making Mikasa uncomfortable. She hated to see him in pain. "Eren, I know you're hurting, and I know you need time to..." She winced unsurely. "...sort your feelings out, but just promise me one thing,"
"Don't do anything rash."
---
From thereon, humanity was at an all time low. For one hundred years the walls had stood, and now already Shiganshina had fallen, and Wall Maria had a gaping hole in it.
Food was scarce, and the boat of people from Shiganshina became known, from then on, as 'the refugees'. Food came to them last, when it did come, and shelter and warmth were practically inaccessible to them. So many people couldn't be held in Wall Rose for that long without having a major impact on quality of life for all of its residents.
"I'm joining the cadets." Eren said, with a husk in his voice that emphasised how silent he had been over the last three days. It wasn't shocking, as he had lost his mother and his father had disappeared all in one fell swoop.
"Then I'm joining with you." Mikasa said without a moments hesitation. She's obviously been expecting this. Eren was a brash, impulsive and hard headed guy. For him to react like this was beyond predictable.
"Me too." Armen said, which took both Mikasa and Eren by surprise.
"Even if it means I end up in the bottom of some giant bitch's diaper, this is something that has to be done." He said surely, and Mikasa and Eren didn't question the confidence in his eyes. For all of them, this was the final straw. It was fight and win, or die trying. And they had all seen what that death would entail...
It all ended in the bottom of a nappy, one way or another...
---
"Attention, recruits!" The cadet commander screamed across the hundreds of young men and women who had signed up to the cadet corps. "This is your final test, and your final stage of training!"
5 years had passed, and Eren, Mikasa and Armen were almost fully fledged members of the scout regiment. They had been taught how to survive in the wild, how to saddle and ride a horse, how best to take down a titaness and most importantly, how to use their new ODM gear to get around.
"You have learned all of the necessary skills you need to become a member of the scouts. You've shown nothing but courage, grit and solid determination to get where you are, and you deserve to let the wings of freedom fly on your back as much as any other scout."
Eren felt himself bursting with pride. He really felt like he had achieved something since his mother's death. Now he had the tools and the skills he needed to actually avenge her, and kill every last titaness who stood in his way...
"Your final task," the commander continued, "is a test of your will power." The commander said as lead them all into a separate courtyard. All of them gasped when they saw three titanesses chained up against an enormous wall.
"It is more than likely, at some point during your time as a scout, that you may end up trapped in a titanesses diaper." He said grimly as he gestured at each of the thick nappies that the giant women were wearing. "Now this does not mean you're doomed. If you can wait it out inside the diaper, it's extremely likely you'll be able to escape once she falls asleep."
Armen felt a sickening feeling in his stomach. He reckoned he knew what was coming.
"Your final task ladies and gents, is to prove that you can spend the night in a titanesses diaper, and still hold your nerve."
Armen threw up.
"We have to go now!" A man shouted from the back of the boat, but he didn't have to tell the driver twice. The boat started moving towards Wall Maria. Eren, Armen and Mikasa looked away from the crowd of dead and dying people in front of them. They were goners now. Either they perished under the shit that had crushed them, or they suffered at the hands of the Titanesses who were starting to crowd around them like vultures after scraps.
The boat carried on through Wall Maria and into Wall Rose, the second wall of defence against the Titans. All those aboard were in shock. Seeing a titaness, seeing what they can do is life changing. Their strength, their speed, their power, it's all so incomprehensible until you see them for real. And by then you have nothing left to do but realise that you're powerless. You're nothing but a bug to them, a toy to be played with.
"Eren," Mikasa said as she placed a tentative hand on his shoulder. No-one had said anything since they got on the boat, and the desperate, confused look in his eyes was making Mikasa uncomfortable. She hated to see him in pain. "Eren, I know you're hurting, and I know you need time to..." She winced unsurely. "...sort your feelings out, but just promise me one thing,"
"Don't do anything rash."
---
From thereon, humanity was at an all time low. For one hundred years the walls had stood, and now already Shiganshina had fallen, and Wall Maria had a gaping hole in it.
Food was scarce, and the boat of people from Shiganshina became known, from then on, as 'the refugees'. Food came to them last, when it did come, and shelter and warmth were practically inaccessible to them. So many people couldn't be held in Wall Rose for that long without having a major impact on quality of life for all of its residents.
"I'm joining the cadets." Eren said, with a husk in his voice that emphasised how silent he had been over the last three days. It wasn't shocking, as he had lost his mother and his father had disappeared all in one fell swoop.
"Then I'm joining with you." Mikasa said without a moments hesitation. She's obviously been expecting this. Eren was a brash, impulsive and hard headed guy. For him to react like this was beyond predictable.
"Me too." Armen said, which took both Mikasa and Eren by surprise.
"Even if it means I end up in the bottom of some giant bitch's diaper, this is something that has to be done." He said surely, and Mikasa and Eren didn't question the confidence in his eyes. For all of them, this was the final straw. It was fight and win, or die trying. And they had all seen what that death would entail...
It all ended in the bottom of a nappy, one way or another...
---
"Attention, recruits!" The cadet commander screamed across the hundreds of young men and women who had signed up to the cadet corps. "This is your final test, and your final stage of training!"
5 years had passed, and Eren, Mikasa and Armen were almost fully fledged members of the scout regiment. They had been taught how to survive in the wild, how to saddle and ride a horse, how best to take down a titaness and most importantly, how to use their new ODM gear to get around.
"You have learned all of the necessary skills you need to become a member of the scouts. You've shown nothing but courage, grit and solid determination to get where you are, and you deserve to let the wings of freedom fly on your back as much as any other scout."
Eren felt himself bursting with pride. He really felt like he had achieved something since his mother's death. Now he had the tools and the skills he needed to actually avenge her, and kill every last titaness who stood in his way...
"Your final task," the commander continued, "is a test of your will power." The commander said as lead them all into a separate courtyard. All of them gasped when they saw three titanesses chained up against an enormous wall.
"It is more than likely, at some point during your time as a scout, that you may end up trapped in a titanesses diaper." He said grimly as he gestured at each of the thick nappies that the giant women were wearing. "Now this does not mean you're doomed. If you can wait it out inside the diaper, it's extremely likely you'll be able to escape once she falls asleep."
Armen felt a sickening feeling in his stomach. He reckoned he knew what was coming.
"Your final task ladies and gents, is to prove that you can spend the night in a titanesses diaper, and still hold your nerve."
Sunday, 21 August 2016
Attack on Diaper (Chapter 2)
The world had slowed to a standstill, to Eren at least. Seeing his mother killed like that, like she was some kind of toy, a plaything, was too much for him to bear. His body had gone into complete shock, and his mind? It may as well had died along with his mother for all the use it was to him. Thoughts wouldn't form in his head, and words and voices meant nothing at all to him. The only reason he was even still moving forward was because Mikasa was dragging him by the scruff of his shirt.
“Let me go back!” Eren squealed as his senses suddenly came to him. “She's still alive back there! We have to save her!”
“You're out of your mind, kid.” Hannes, one of the city guards says. Eren didn't even notice he had joined them. The panic on his face was obvious. Even the Captain of the Garrison was scared of the Titanesses. “If your mother wasn't eaten alive then she was definitely put in a Titanesses diaper to save for later. Going back there would be suicide and you know it.”
Eren had nothing to say in response to that. His longing to have his mother back with him and safe was unbearable. But Captain Hannes' logic spoke truth. If he even tried to get his mother out of that diaper, he'd most likely end up in there himself. He broke free of Mikasa's grasp and started to run alongside them. He could grieve later, but right now the whole of Shiganshina was going to shit. Literally.
“Our only hope is to get a boat out of here and head inside Wall Maria.” Hannes said surely, although the confidence in his eyes was wavering.
“Watch out!” Mikasa yelled, throwing Erren to the side and leaping out of the way with Hannes and Armen.
Eren looked up and saw the smiling face of a young, diapered titaness. She was probably about 15 feet tall, and the diaper between her legs was filled to the brim with shit. Eren thought he could see the outlines of a few bodies as well that she must have been storing in there. Along her collarbone was the name: Emily.
“More toys!” Emily yelled with glee. Mikasa's blood ran ice cold, as she thought the titaness was on about them, however she was already distracted with a young couple who were cowering in their house.
“Please don't!” The girl in the house screamed as Emily picked her up by her legs, dangling her in front of her face and looking at her curiously, like she was some kind of specimen.
“Now, now, silly.” Emily shushed her with a wag of her giant, tree trunk sized finger. “Toys don't talk, do they?”
The woman was panic stricken, while her husband hammered desperately at Emily's feet.
“Let her go, you giant bitch!” He screamed, desperate to have his wife back in his arms. But the young titaness merely laughed.
“Your husband doesn't look much like a toy to me.” she purred, as she put the woman back down in the house and picked him up instead. “He looks like a snack.”
“What?” The wife gasped. She tried to grab on to her husband but it was too late. Emily had swapped the two around. She tentatively placed her front teeth around his thighs, before BITING DOWN HARD!
“Ahhh!!” The man screamed as blood poured out of the stumps that were once his legs. Emily made him watch as she tossed his legs back in her mouth and swallowed them whole with a loud gulp.
“No!” His wife screamed as she watched her husband maimed by this titaness who seemed to be no more than a teenager.
How the man stayed conscious Mikasa didn't know, but he did, even as Emily tore of both of his arms with her teeth and left him a limbless torso with a head that was pleading for death as his wife watched on.
“Sarah...” The man gasped as his body was draining of the last of its blood. “I love-”
The man never got to finish his sentiment, as he was tossed into Emily's mouth and she closed her lips behind him. She chewed with a sickening crunch that echoed through the streets and made Armen want to vomit.
“You, I'm gonna save for later.” Emily giggled as she picked the woman back up and without warning tossed her into the front of her diaper with a squelch.
Luckily, the opposition was minimal as the four of them escaped to the boats leading into Wall Maria. But just because the team didn't run into any titanesses didn't mean they didn't see any. They saw the horror that those giant girls were inflicting on their once peaceful town. It was horrifying to watch.
“Come on!” Captian hannes shouted over the crowd of desperate, scared people. “We have capacity for 20 more!” The group had been at the boat for 2 hours now. Luckily, the titanesses hadn't followed them there and were too busy feasting on what prey they had already found. Eren, Armen and Mikasa were already aboard, but the hundreds of people who weren't were not only being left behind, they were being left behind to die.
The boat made its way up the track, and the people aboard were left in some kind of safety for the time being. But as they were just about to reach the gate of Wall Maria, they saw her come around the corner.
She seemed like a regular titaness, but her diaper was unimaginable thick, and looked like it was absolutely filled to the brim with her piss and shit. The name along her collarbone read “Nikki” Another young brunette...
“Come on girls,” Nikki yelled at the top of her voice as she peeled off her enormous, heavy diaper, baring her bum to the wind. “It's play time...” She giggled as with all her might she launched her enormous, thick, shit filled diaper at the gate of Wall Maria...
“Let me go back!” Eren squealed as his senses suddenly came to him. “She's still alive back there! We have to save her!”
“You're out of your mind, kid.” Hannes, one of the city guards says. Eren didn't even notice he had joined them. The panic on his face was obvious. Even the Captain of the Garrison was scared of the Titanesses. “If your mother wasn't eaten alive then she was definitely put in a Titanesses diaper to save for later. Going back there would be suicide and you know it.”
Eren had nothing to say in response to that. His longing to have his mother back with him and safe was unbearable. But Captain Hannes' logic spoke truth. If he even tried to get his mother out of that diaper, he'd most likely end up in there himself. He broke free of Mikasa's grasp and started to run alongside them. He could grieve later, but right now the whole of Shiganshina was going to shit. Literally.
“Our only hope is to get a boat out of here and head inside Wall Maria.” Hannes said surely, although the confidence in his eyes was wavering.
“Watch out!” Mikasa yelled, throwing Erren to the side and leaping out of the way with Hannes and Armen.
Eren looked up and saw the smiling face of a young, diapered titaness. She was probably about 15 feet tall, and the diaper between her legs was filled to the brim with shit. Eren thought he could see the outlines of a few bodies as well that she must have been storing in there. Along her collarbone was the name: Emily.
“More toys!” Emily yelled with glee. Mikasa's blood ran ice cold, as she thought the titaness was on about them, however she was already distracted with a young couple who were cowering in their house.
“Please don't!” The girl in the house screamed as Emily picked her up by her legs, dangling her in front of her face and looking at her curiously, like she was some kind of specimen.
“Now, now, silly.” Emily shushed her with a wag of her giant, tree trunk sized finger. “Toys don't talk, do they?”
The woman was panic stricken, while her husband hammered desperately at Emily's feet.
“Let her go, you giant bitch!” He screamed, desperate to have his wife back in his arms. But the young titaness merely laughed.
“Your husband doesn't look much like a toy to me.” she purred, as she put the woman back down in the house and picked him up instead. “He looks like a snack.”
“What?” The wife gasped. She tried to grab on to her husband but it was too late. Emily had swapped the two around. She tentatively placed her front teeth around his thighs, before BITING DOWN HARD!
“Ahhh!!” The man screamed as blood poured out of the stumps that were once his legs. Emily made him watch as she tossed his legs back in her mouth and swallowed them whole with a loud gulp.
“No!” His wife screamed as she watched her husband maimed by this titaness who seemed to be no more than a teenager.
How the man stayed conscious Mikasa didn't know, but he did, even as Emily tore of both of his arms with her teeth and left him a limbless torso with a head that was pleading for death as his wife watched on.
“Sarah...” The man gasped as his body was draining of the last of its blood. “I love-”
The man never got to finish his sentiment, as he was tossed into Emily's mouth and she closed her lips behind him. She chewed with a sickening crunch that echoed through the streets and made Armen want to vomit.
“You, I'm gonna save for later.” Emily giggled as she picked the woman back up and without warning tossed her into the front of her diaper with a squelch.
Luckily, the opposition was minimal as the four of them escaped to the boats leading into Wall Maria. But just because the team didn't run into any titanesses didn't mean they didn't see any. They saw the horror that those giant girls were inflicting on their once peaceful town. It was horrifying to watch.
“Come on!” Captian hannes shouted over the crowd of desperate, scared people. “We have capacity for 20 more!” The group had been at the boat for 2 hours now. Luckily, the titanesses hadn't followed them there and were too busy feasting on what prey they had already found. Eren, Armen and Mikasa were already aboard, but the hundreds of people who weren't were not only being left behind, they were being left behind to die.
The boat made its way up the track, and the people aboard were left in some kind of safety for the time being. But as they were just about to reach the gate of Wall Maria, they saw her come around the corner.
She seemed like a regular titaness, but her diaper was unimaginable thick, and looked like it was absolutely filled to the brim with her piss and shit. The name along her collarbone read “Nikki” Another young brunette...
“Come on girls,” Nikki yelled at the top of her voice as she peeled off her enormous, heavy diaper, baring her bum to the wind. “It's play time...” She giggled as with all her might she launched her enormous, thick, shit filled diaper at the gate of Wall Maria...
Saturday, 25 June 2016
Nurse Kate (Chapter 9)
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...
"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...
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?"
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