Random Thoughts 7

[Demon]

In the morning I was in my bed. I don’t remember how I got there but Mandy and Dolly were on either side of me snuggled up close. It was a very comfortable moment except for one nagging problem. My ass felt like it was on fire. I must have developed a diaper rash from all the recent abuse and lying in a soaked diaper this morning wasn’t helping things. The problem was, I didn’t want to disturb these two beauties who looked so peaceful. I took it for as long as my endurance would hold and then I tried to get up with out disturbing them. It didn’t work. Mandy stirred first saying, “Mornin’ Daddy, “ All sleepy and cute. ”Good morning precious, I’m sorry but I have to get up.” I said as I kissed her on the forehead. She smiled and said, “Dolly, we have to change Daddy.” Well at least I wasn’t Diaperboy this morning. Dolly just kind of mumbled and rolled over, falling back to sleep. I explained my problem to Mandy and she said that she knew what to do. We went into the bathroom together and she pulled my shirt off, then removed my diaper. She started the water in our big tub and had me get in. I stood there as it filled around my legs and Mandy got undressed. She got in with me and very delicately washed my sore behind. It’s a pretty big whirl pool tub and it took a while to fill but eventually we were both submerged to our necks in a sitting position. I sitting more gingerly than Mandy. She washed my hair and every where else for that matter and eventually we simple lounged in the tub together. “You were such a good boy last night Daddy,” Mandy stated, “So, today you get a reward. Anything you want.” “Anything?” I asked to clarify. “Uh huh, Dolly said she would go along with anything. We talked about it last night after you fell asleep. She was as horny as I was after you let us have our way with you. You missed some really great sex, sleepy head,” she said playfully.

There was only one thing on my mind for today and Dolly was in for an interesting time. She did agree to let me have what ever I want while she was drinking and satiated with sex, however a promise is a promise. Mandy must have guessed what was going through my mind, “You are gonna make Dolly wear a diaper, aren’t you?” she said with a wry smile. “You bet your sweet ass baby girl,” I said with a great deal of self satisfaction. She giggled and hugged me, her big tits splashing water on my face. She kissed me and I kissed back. I was easily aroused these day and she felt my rock against her leg. There is nothing like sex in a hot tub in the morning with a perky little nymph. When it was over we drained the tub and Mandy dried me off very gently. She applied some diaper rash cream in a thick coat and then got a thick cloth diaper for me. She pinned it snuggly in place and then said, “I think if we keep you hard all day you won’t pee as much, so we won’t put on your plastic pants. That way your skin will get more air and heal more quickly. Besides there are two of us to change you now so its all good.”

I asked Mandy if she wanted to try the hand in warm water trick with Dolly to start her diapered day, but she said she would take no part in making Dolly mad. I relented, but it would have been fun and there is a plastic sheet protecting the mattress. I was ready to get started and we went back into the bedroom and dove on top of Dolly. “Alright, I’m up, I’m up!” she shouted and looked at us through blood shot eyes. “Does my baby girl have a hang over?” I asked in baby talk. “What the,… baby girl? Oh shit, last night we,…Mandy I will get you back,” she growled. Mandy gave her that innocent look with a shrug, like ‘I don’t know what your talking about.’ “Fine, let me just go to the bathroom,…” “Oh no you don’t,” I cut her off and pushed on to her back. She was naked and so it was easy to get her pampered. She looked just as cute as Mandy does, even with the scowling glare she sent Mandy’s way. Mandy submitted to diapering with no hesitation and now I had a pair of baby girls.

I could tell Dolly had to go, but I didn’t know if it was one or both. I made them crawl to the kitchen, swatting there cute diapered asses as we went. Dolly made it to the table but no further. She tensed her body and I could here and see that it was both. “God I can’t believe I just did that,” she said with an air of exasperation. Mandy attacked her. I remember how she would get when ever I filled my pants and it was more so when Dolly did it. Mandy was kissing and caressing Dolly all over, Dolly responded and they were in a free for all on the kitchen floor. Mandy was right, I stayed hard and I didn’t wet my diaper. Mandy had Dolly on her back and was lapping at the front of the diaper making Dolly writhe about in ecstasy. It was incredible to watch. Dolly had a thundering climax and she shouted out to the almighty. Barely catching her breath, she tore off Mandy’s diaper and started in on her. She was on her knees, face down in Mandy’s muff, her full diaper pointing up at me. I started to stroke my self through the cloth. I didn’t think I could come again so quickly but I did it anyway on instinct. Mandy as we have learned is all but insatiable and came too with squeals of joy. “Oh daddy, that was something,” Dolly panted out and I knew I had a convert.

I decided that we should have breakfast on the terrace. It was a beautiful morning and the outdoor furniture can be hosed off when my cloth diaper becomes wet. I had Dolly re-diaper Mandy while I toasted up some bagels, poured the coffee into a carafe and we went out to enjoy the morning. I made the girls carry everything out and I couldn’t resist rubbing Dolly’s bulging back side. She actually blushed a bit and smiled at me. The rear of our house is very secluded and the girls thought nothing of being out there in just a diaper. They have sunbathed in the nude out here for years. We laughed and talked about that previous night’s fun. Dolly had a number of questions for me as we had not talked about all this yet. She shared with me that fact that she had fantasized about babysitting me since she first found out about my condition. “I was thirteen when you and Mom got married and I was just starting to figure out my sexuality. I knew I liked to be in control and the idea of having someone be dependant on me. That’s why I am into girls I think, because girls being dependant is more gender specific. Mandy and I started playing baby games and I just loved the role of babysitter. Then talking with Mom I better understood my feelings. Since she is bi-sexual she helped me understand my feelings and since she has always been my idol I think I took on a lot of her personality traits. I used to watch the way the two of you interacted. I wanted to have that kind of power in a relationship. I was pretty certain that you were unique and I would never find a guy like you. It didn’t really matter because I loved Mandy. I can’t imagine myself with any one else.” I was so happy to be having such an open conversation with Dolly. Our discussion continued until I felt wetness on the back of my thighs and heard the drips hitting the terrace. I had wet my cloth diaper. Mandy went in the house to get another diaper so Dolly and I could continue talking.

Mandy returned with another cloth diaper, wipes and rash cream. They worked together to clean me up and get me diapered. Dolly announced that it was time for her to be changed and I spoke up, “I think, young lady, that you need to learn a little dependence of your own. You will be changed when I say, do you understand?” For as long as I have known her, Dolly has had a look she can summon up that says, ‘do you really want to try me?’ When she was young, it was cute, now though it was a little frightening. For all I knew, my position of power today was tenuous at best. I didn’t know for how long it would last nor if I it would occur again. So I pushed past my trepidation, ignored the look. “Defiance has consequences baby girl,” I said and I pulled her out of her chair and across my lap. Mandy looked on in stunned silence as I positioned Dolly across my lap and spanked her. Dolly submitted stoically but I could tell that I was making a huge mistake. I had better enjoy this because the payment for this was going to be pretty steep. When I was satisfied I let her stand back up and she looked down at me. I felt a chill rise up my spine from the look she gave me. I physically shivered and Mandy burst out laughing. “Are you going to behave?” I said with a complete lack of conviction. “Yes Daddy,” Dolly said with an icy glare.

I asked Dolly to refill the coffee pot and she took it and left. Mandy started right in, “You are so for it. I don’t think you realize what she is capable of. I mean that little stunt is really gonna come back to haunt you.” I knew she was right. I was in some serious trouble. Dolly is a force of nature and when she gets her mind behind something, nothing will stop it. Last Night, the strip club, the shopping adventures after, I was driven along by the sheer force of Dolly’s will. The idea of truly resisting just never crossed my mind. So I had better enjoy today for all I could milk out of it.

Dolly returned to the terrace and I asked the girls what we should do today. Dolly said something about changing her diaper but Mandy had a great idea. She suggested we go to the beach. Dolly shot and angry glance her way. This sounded like fun to me, my two diapered girls frolicking around in the surf. I agreed to cleaning up Dolly before we left for the beach and I took her into the shower. I removed her dirty diaper and scrubbed her clean. She was built much like her mother. Her breasts were large and her ass was soft and supple. Not quite the hard body like Mandy who obviously spent a great deal of time in the gym, but shapely none the less. Dolly’s most remarkable feature was her piercing eyes. She could stare down a tank. Mandy joined us in the shower and helped me finish washing Dolly. Then Dolly and I washed Mandy from head to toe. My cloth diaper was soaked from the shower and started to sag. Had it not been for the raging hard on, it most probably would had slid off my hips to the floor. The girls laughed at what I looked like and they each undid a pin allowing the cloth to plop onto the floor. I shut off the water and we dried each other. The girls put a towel between my legs and on each side of me held it together like a diaper and walked me into the bedroom. I was diaper first for obvious reasons. Another thick cloth diaper, after the application of the rash cream and then I diapered each of them, also in cloth. They each put on a white bikini top and unless you were close, couldn’t really tell they had on a diaper, but I knew. I put on some swim trunks over my diaper and we headed to the beach. Mandy suggested I sit on a changing pad in the car so as not to ruin the seat, since I wasn’t wearing plastic pants.

It was about a twenty minute drive to the beach upon arriving I was reminded of something. In all the excitement of the morning I had neglected to use the toilet. Since it was early in the beach season there were no port-o-potties out yet and I was going to have to just hold it till we left. We picked a spot near the water and set up out little camp. The girls had packed some food and drinks and a big blanket. I directed the girls to build a sand castle and watched them at work. They were so cute playing in the sand in cloth diapers and I again was aroused. I got in and started helping them. It was taking shape and we were actually having fun. Mandy started to fidget a little and I asked what was wrong. She said she had to pee. I told her to stand in front of Dolly and I with her feet apart. She giggled and did as she was told. The diaper started to darken between her legs. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes. At first it started to drip and then a steady stream pours from the sagging diaper. She put her hands on her hips and bent over slightly to watch the end of the show as we had. I was so enthralled that I took my attention away from restraining my bowels and I filled my diaper. Mandy and Dolly ran down to the water to rinse the pee out of her diaper by playing in the surf.

I was surprised to hear a voice behind me. “Are those your girls?” I jumped a little and turned to see a very attractive woman in her mid thirties. “Uh, yes, well one is my step daughter and the other is her friend,” I kind of stammered. “Interesting bikinis they are wearing, they look like they are wearing diapers,” she said with an air of, superiority was it? I decided to throw this woman a curve ball and see if she could hit it. “Well actually they are, you see I am incontinent and have to wear diapers so they wanted to be supportive and wear them too.” I lowered my trunks at the side reveling the pin securing that side of my diaper. She stared at me blankly for a moment taken off guard by my candor. “I see, how um, nice of them,” she said. “Yes, it was the only way they could drag me down here, I hate being in public since I’ve had to start wearing them,” Oh how the truth can set you free, well, mostly truth. It was great, here I was standing with a dirty diaper and the woman I was talking to was the one who was uncomfortable. I could tell she had caught wind of my loaded diaper and her gaze slid down toward my waist. She was un-nerved by the awkward silence and blurted out, “Do you need to be changed?” She caught herself and covered her mouth and then started to apologize. “Please, don’t,…look, that was a perfectly logical thing to say,” I said to her, “and yes I do need to be changed. Unfortunately there is no privacy on this beach and I am stuck like I am until we leave.” She looked at me incredulously and said, “But certainly you are not staying long like that are you?” “If need be, the girls went to all the trouble of wearing diapers so I would feel comfortable out here I am not going to spoil their fun because I have, well, you know…” I trailed off. She just kind of shook her head and walked off toward the water. I watched her go enjoying the sensation of freedom. She approached the girls and I saw them walk over to her out of the water. The talked for a while and then I saw the girls look at each other and start to laugh. The woman looked to be scolding them and then walked off down the beach.

They came running back to me and I asked them what that was all about. They told me that she had commended them on their thoughtfulness and then said to them, “You should take him home now because he needs to be changed.” Dolly went on saying, “I told her you were fine that your cloth diaper would dry in the sun, but she said you were more than just wet, are you?” She turned me to check my but, “Oh she could tell you have poopies, anyway I told her that you probably like having full pants and she kinda told us off, took back her compliment and stalked off, what a bitch.” I noticed the woman watching us from a distance and I thought I would have some fun. I grabbed Dolly and started to swat her diapered ass. The diaper was wet so I’m sure it stung a little. She yelped and said, “What was that for?” I gestured like I was yelling at her but spoke normally, “She is watching us and I thought I would give her a little show.”

Dolly turned to look at the woman and pouted. It was truly adorable, her lower lip out and sagging wet diaper. I really felt like she was getting into character. The woman had apparently had enough and continued down the beach. We all sat on the blanket together and had a couple of beers. By this time I was pretty soaked and I suggested that we head home. My swimming trunks were starting to show a stain from the mixture of pee and poop. We packed up the car and headed for home. It was time for another group shower and the fun began all over again. I could watch these two young waifs go at each other all day. Especially all soapy and wet. When they had teased me long enough it was my turn to be scrubbed. They took there time with me, wanting to make sure I was thoroughly clean. As Dolly was using a wash cloth a little deeper than was necessary, Mandy soaped up my cock and stroked it. I have always said, “Soap is such a slut!” and all the teasing and fun of that morning paid off quickly.

It was back to disposables for my baby girls, but they insisted I stay in a cloth diaper so my skin would heal and cryptically mentioned, “Because you’ll need it to be better.” There was a plan here that I wasn’t aware of. I knew the girls planned a party for tomorrow night but I was certain something was going to happen sooner.

We enjoyed lunch on the terrace. I made the girls feed each other offering a prize to the one that was least messy when we were done. They took great pleasure in spilling on each other and making a general mess of their faces and breasts. In the end they started to kiss each other and there messes equaled out. I enjoyed their clean up scolding them for being such naughty babies. I put them down for naps out on the chaise lounges and told them they better behave or daddy was going to spank them hard, on their bare asses. This of course guaranteed mischief from Mandy. She sure enjoyed a good spanking. I too dozed on the terrace.

I awoke to the two of them changing me into a dry cloth diaper. When they finished I asked who was first. “First for what?” Dolly asked and I said, “For your spankings, you didn’t think I forgot did you?” Dolly glared at Mandy and said, “She’s first, it was her fault.” Mandy started to bend over my lap when I stopped her. I tore her diaper off and placed her over my lap. I gave her ten quick swats and she wriggled about on my lap squealing. Then it was Dolly’s turn. I remover her diaper and positioned her for her spanking. As I started to swat her I felt my lap grow warm, and wet. She was peeing on me and having a hard time stifling her giggles. Most of her pee was absorbed by my diaper and the warm wet feeling made me hard again. I really lit into her soft round behind and actually had her in tears before I finished. And then all hell broke loose.