AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry it took so long for me to update. I've been struggling hard with mental illness, regular illness, and life challenges so this all kinda fell to the wayside while I was working on all that. I'm going to try to get back in the swing of things again and bring you more of my nonsense soon, so stay tuned. Thank you so so much to everyone who has read so far and offered their thoughts and comments, it truly means the world to me! Enjoy an extra long chapter as thanks for your patience.

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“Who’s my little girl? It’s you!”

Ellie looked up from her high chair at Andrea towering over her. She was at least twenty feet tall and she was bent over and smiling at Ellie, who giggled and held out her hands to the gigantic woman.

“Does Ellie baby want her mama?” Andrea asked as she lifted Ellie from the high chair.

Ellie cooed and grabbed at Andrea’s shirt, trying to lift it.

“Aww, you’re just hungry, aren’t you? Here, let mama help.” Andrea reached down and unbuttoned her shirt, exposing her breasts to the girl, who eagerly latched onto a nipple and began sucking happily. Andrea smiled at her and hummed a lullaby while Ellie happily drank. She hardly noticed her diaper grow warm and wet, and with hardly any noise at all she pushed and a mess slid into the seat of her diaper.

“Uh oh, looks like my little girl made a stinky,” said Andrea softly. Ellie didn’t move or make a sound, she was still happily nursing from her mama and didn’t want to pull away. Andrea rocked back and forth, humming once again while Ellie, happy as could be, fell asleep in the arms of her mama.

Shshsh groggily opened his eyes. Light was pouring in from outside so it had to be morning some time. He sat up to check the time from the clock on the dresser. 10:23. They had slept for almost 10 hours. Shshsh flopped back down in bed and sighed. He’d been having a great dream, but as he tried to remember it it slipped away. Lazily he rolled over to face Andrea who was still dozing, but noticed something weird as he did. Something was on his chest. He put a hand up and felt his…her boobs under her shirt. Suddenly it all came back to her. Ellie. She was Ellie and she was a girl. In the living room was a real life genie who had turned her into a girl and…

Ellie reached down between her legs and felt the diaper there, wet and squishy. She vaguely felt like it should be messy, too, though she couldn't quite say why. She felt the need like she had to poop, but luckily it didn’t just happen like when she wet. That was good, she thought. She and Andrea had both been worried about that. At least Sisu hadn’t taken that from her.

Andrea stirred beside her, disturbed by the movement. She rolled over and opened her eyes, looking at the girl. At first she was confused by the girl in bed with her, but the events of the previous day came back to her quickly and she smiled. “Morning,” she said. “What time is it?”

“Almost 10:30,” said Ellie, propping herself up on her elbow. “We’ve been out for ages.”

Andrea yawned and sat up beside her girlfriend, looking around. “I had a dream that I was changing you,” she said groggily. “You peed on me.”

Ellie snorted. “Funny,” she said. “I think I dreamed about you, too, but I can’t remember any of it.”

“I bet it was about how amazing and gorgeous I am,” Andrea joked.

Ellie’ rolled her eyes. “Yeah, I’m sure,” she said.. “Uh, I have to go to the bathroom. I guess Sisu didn’t take all my potty training after all.”

Andrea yawned again then swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood. “That’s good,” she said with a stretch. “I’m gonna shower, you probably should too. Are you…wet?”

Ellie nodded. “Yeah, a shower is probably a good idea. I’ll meet you in there.”

Andrea nodded and walked out to the bathroom. Ellie watched her go in just her shirt and panties then flopped back onto the bed. She still felt exhausted and was processing the events of the day before. Eventually she heard Andrea starting the shower and she sighed, then got up and untaped her diaper. She folded it up and put it in the trash and made a mental note to take it out later. Grabbing a towel from her closet on the way out she walked, bottomless, from the bedroom and towards the bathroom. She idly wondered what Sisu was doing, but couldn’t quite see the genie or her bottle from the hall. She walked into the bathroom where Andrea was already in the shower, so she sat on the toilet and did her business, then pulled off her shirt and climbed into the shower with Andrea.

The taller woman was scrubbing herself with a loofah when Ellie got in and she paused to take a look at her. “Wow, you look really nice,” Andrea said. “I mean, you did before, but your body is nice. I mean…uh…nice tits?”

Ellie blushed at her and shyly folded her arms across her stomach. “Th-thanks,” she stammered. “I think yours are bigger than mine, though.”

“Yeah, well, it doesn’t matter, tits are tits and yours are nice.” Andrea reached over and booped one of Ellie’s nipples, causing the girl to jump a bit.

“Hey!” she protested. “No fair! You never let me do that!”

Andrea gave a laugh and said, “Yeah, you’re right. Sorry, sweetie.” She went back to scrubbing while Ellie ducked under the faucet and wet her hair. The water felt perfectly warm, which was weird as Andrea always tended to make it hotter than Ellie was used to. She checked the knob and found it set higher than her usual temperature.

“Hey,” she said as she rinsed, “did the water seem weird to you?”

“No, why?”

“Yesterday I had to turn it up hotter than usual, I think the plumbing’s doing something weird. And today the water is a reasonable temperature even though you set it high? I normally have to turn it down when I shower with you.”

Andrea snorted. “You do tend to melt at perfectly reasonable temperatures,” she said. “But I didn't mess with it. It's as hot as I ever make it.”

Ellie frowned. “That can't be right. I'm not boiling to death.”

Andrea started giggling at her. “Ellie,” she said in realization, “you're a girl. Your body temperature is probably higher than you're used to. The shower just feels colder than normal.”

“Oh…huh. That's weird.”

“More weird than anything else you’ve done lately?”

“Fair point, but I'm still getting used to things. I'm not used to your weird girl heat.”

Ellie reached for her shampoo but Andrea spoke up before she did. “Hold on, did you shampoo yesterday?”

“Yeah, why?”

“You shouldn’t shampoo more than maybe twice a week, it’s bad for your hair. Did you use any conditioner?”

“No, am I supposed to?”

“Seriously? You got all that new stuff in your brain but you don’t know proper hair care?”

Ellie shrugged. “I don’t know, maybe Sisu didn’t see it as necessary.”

Andrea rolled her eyes. “I’m going to have to have words with that damn genie later. In any case, you should condition more than you shampoo, it’ll keep your hair healthy.” She passed a bottle to Ellie. “Here, a few squirts of this in your hair, spread it from the middle of your hair to the tips, leave it for at least five minutes, then rinse.”

Ellie took the bottle and squirted some into her hair. She rubbed it together and applied it to her wet hair. She expected it to foam up like shampoo but it stayed gooey no matter how hard she rubbed.

“Andrea,” she complained, “it’s not foaming up. Is that bad?”

“It’s not supposed to, you dork. Here, let me rinse and I’ll help.” Ellie stepped out from under the faucet and Andrea slid past her as they swapped places. Andrea quickly rinsed herself off, then took a bit more conditioner and started applying it to Ellie’s hair.

“Next time brush first,” she instructed the girl. “Your hair is tangled from sleeping. You need to start brushing before and after bed. And conditioner goes from the middle of the hair to the tips, like this.”

Andrea worked while Ellie stood silently. She’d never had someone do anything like this with her hair. Of course, it had never been long enough to do anything with before yesterday. She was really enjoying the feeling of having Andrea run her hands through her hair and gave a contented sigh. Eventually Andrea said, “Alright that should do it. I still need to wash my own hair.”

“No worries, pass me my scrubby and soap?” Ellie asked. Andrea obligingly gave her the things and Ellie started washing up. Once again she took special care around her crotch, feeling the odd new sensations, or lack thereof. When she felt she'd done a good enough job she turned around to ask Andrea to let her under the faucet and saw Andrea staring at her.

“Andrea?” she asked. “Are you okay?”

Andrea blinked and shook herself a little bit. “Yeah, I'm-I’m fine. Do, uh…do you want me to get your back?”

Ellie frowned at her. “Yeah, sure.” She passed the loofah to Andrea and turned around. She felt the loofah on her back as Andrea scrubbed her, starting from the top and working down. After a moment she felt the scrub lift and she started to turn around, but before she could she felt a hand on her waist.

She opened her mouth to ask what Andrea was doing when the hand moved around to her stomach and up to her chest. Her breath quickened as she felt Andrea slide her hand up onto her boob. She gasped as the soapy hand gave a squeeze and pinched her nipple gently. She moaned softly and moved to turn around, but felt a second hand move the same way to her other breast. She felt Andrea, soapy and wet, press against her back as the larger woman pulled her in close. She gave a small whimper, then gasped as Andrea played with her boobs.

“A-Andrea,” she moaned. The hands around her stopped.

“Sorry,” Andrea apologized. “I should've asked first.”

“No, it’s…it's fine, I just wasn't expecting it. You don't have to stop.”

“Are you sure? I'll stop if you want.”

“No, it's okay. I…we should try it some time, right?”

“Yeah, right. Uh, maybe the shower isn't the best place, though. Let's…let's finish up here and…see what happens.”

Ellie nodded and Andrea stepped away. They rinsed themselves off, awkwardly avoiding eye contact the whole time. Andrea stepped out first while Ellie rinsed out her hair. By the time Ellie had finished and stepped out Andrea was gone, probably to the bedroom to get dressed, Ellie thought. She dried herself off, but once again couldn't quite get her hair dry. She took the towel and walked out of the bathroom and to her bedroom.

“Andrea,” she complained, “my hair is-”

She was interrupted by Andrea abruptly pulling her into a hug and kissing her. She squeaked in surprise and tensed, then softened into the kiss. The two stayed like that for a few seconds before Andrea broke away with a gasp.

“Sorry,” she said, breathing hard. “I just…I needed to…god. Sorry.”

“...s’fine,” Ellie muttered, dazed by the kiss. She felt a strange fluttering in her chest as she thought about Andrea just grabbing her like that. It hadn't occurred to her before, but Andrea was probably a lot stronger than her now and could easily overpower her given their size difference. She wasn't sure if that was a good thought or not, but it set her heart fluttering.

“Ellie? You ok?” Andrea asked, concerned at the catatonic girl.

“Yeah, just…it was unexpected and…you're strong.” Ellie blinked and took a deep breath and looked up at the taller woman.

Andrea met her gaze and they smiled. “So, uh,” Andrea said, “wanna…wanna try again? From the shower, I mean, with the…uh…”

Ellie blushed but nodded. “Yeah, I think so if you wanna. You'll show me how to…work this thing?” She moved her hand over her crotch.

“Yeah, can do,” agreed Andrea.

They both stood there awkwardly for a moment before Ellie said, “Oh, fuck it,” and pushed the bigger woman back onto the bed. Andrea squealed as she hit the bed and Ellie climbed on top of her. In an instant their lips locked again, Andrea wrapping her hands around Ellie as they passionately made out. Or tried to. It didn't take very long, though, before Ellie’s hair started getting in the way.

“Peh,” spat Andrea, spitting some hair out of her mouth. “This isn’t going to work. Go get my purse, I have some hair ties.”

Ellie got up and nearly sprinted out to the living room, glancing over at the coffee table as she went. Sisu’s bottle was still sealed and there was no sign of the genie anywhere. Ellie quickly grabbed the purse and ran back to the bedroom. She handed it to Andrea who dug out two hair ties.

“Here, let me put your hair up,” Andrea said. Ellie turned around and let her put her hair up, but Andrea stopped before she could. “Hun, you're still soaking wet. Give me your towel.”

Ellie passed the towel. “Squeeze, don't ruffle,” Andrea instructed as she dried Ellie’s hair. “Like you're trying to wring out a towel. There, that should be good enough.” Andrea quickly put the girl’s hair up in a bun before likewise putting up her own shorter curls before looking back.

“Good?” she asked Ellie.

“Good,” Ellie said, pushing Andrea back down and climbing on top of her, their lips locking once more.

As Ellie’s hands moved to explore Andrea’s familiar curves Andrea's hands moved to Ellie’s new ones. The two girls both moaned in pleasure and they found each other’s boobs. They began to massage sensually, squeezing, pinching, pressing, all the while their tongues playing together. Ellie gave small gasps as Andrea played with her nipples, those small shocks lancing through her brain. Ellie started to grind against Andrea's leg, but stopped when she noticed a wetness around her crotch. She abruptly broke off the kiss and put her hand down to check herself.

“What's wrong?” Andrea asked breathlessly.

Ellie put her hand over her vagina, afraid she was having another accident, but found herself just wet with her natural juices. “I thought I was peeing,” she admitted, “but...I think I'm just wet from…well, wet.”

Andrea smiled and sat up. “You dork ass,” she teased. “Come back here and fuck me already.”

Ellie leaned in, but paused. Her heart raced as a thought occurred. “Would…” she hesitated before taking a breath and saying, “Why don't you get down there and suck me off first.”

Andrea’s eyes widened and she stammered, “Uh, I, um, I-I can if-if-if you r-”

Ellie put her finger over Andrea’s lips, silencing her. She smiled and used her ace in the hole. “Be a good girl and get down there and make me happy.”

Andrea melted and nodded. Ellie knew that this was her trump card during sex if Andrea was on the fence about something. Andrea just loved pleasuring her partner, more than anything, as long as they were confident about it. Of course Ellie felt anything but confident right now. This was actually happening. She'd idly wondered what this would be like since she hit puberty, but never expected it to happen in her wildest dreams.

Andrea climbed off the bed and patted a spot on the edge right in front of her. Ellie crawled over and swung her legs over the side. Andrea positioned herself with Ellie's legs over her shoulders and looked up at her.

“I'll start slow, tell me if it’s too much, ok?”

Ellie nodded, her heart racing at what she was certain must be a million miles an hour. “Okay.”

Andrea put her head down and started to lick at Ellie’s swollen pussy. Ellie immediately let out a moan and began shaking slightly as the waves of pleasure started to roll through her, radiating out in pulses from her crotch. The wet feeling only increased, although she wasn't sure if that was because of her own wetness, Andrea’s saliva, or both, but at the moment she could not care less. She moaned as Andrea lapped at her, and gave a loud gasp as Andrea slipped two fingers into her and started to massage from inside. She felt Andrea's other hand move to her upper pussy lips and spread them apart. Ellie wasn't sure what was going on until Andrea started gently licking her clit.

If the feeling before was like waves, this was a tsunami as an intense pleasure burst outward from her, shaking her to her core. She involuntarily squealed in pure ecstasy as Andrea worked. Without really thinking Ellie reached down and took her girlfriend's head in her hand and, grabbing a handful of Andrea's hair, pressed her hard into her crotch. Andrea gave a muffled gasp, but didn't stop and soon Ellie was moaning louder and louder, the waves getting stronger and stronger. She felt Andrea massage a specific spot inside her and it all became too much for the girl. Her breath quickened until she was panting, moaning loudly, the waves built and built, and within seconds she felt pure rapture overtake her as it all just burst.

She screamed as she was wracked with the most intense feeling she had ever experienced. Each wave was like the best orgasm she'd ever had as a man times a hundred. Her mind went numb as she was completely overtaken and she collapsed back on the bed, shuddering, back arching, as the waves pulsed through her, then slowly subsided. She saw stars in her vision as she slowly regained her breath. She felt like she'd just run a mile and her heart was racing hard enough to match. She was dimly aware of Andrea climbing onto the bed next to her, licking a finger as she regarded the blissed-out girl before her. Eventually Ellie came back to her senses and looked up at Andrea towering over her, grinning.

“So,” Andrea said, “was it good for you, too?”

Ellie snickered, then giggled, then was overcome by a full fit of laughter. She clutched her stomach, doubling over as she just cackled, snorting in laughter that consumed her almost as much as the orgasm had. After a full minute she finally got her giggling under control and looked up at Andrea, a big stupid grin on her face.

“I fucking love you,” she said to the towering woman, motioning her down for a kiss, which Andrea happily obliged. Andrea’s lips had a sort of metallic taste as the two of them pulled apart.

“I love you, too,” Andrea said, curling up next to her. “I don't suppose you're gonna finish me off, too?”

Ellie groaned in protest. “Hun, you just blew my mind harder than it's ever been blown, my head is still swimming, and I think I saw God there for a second. Can I get a raincheck?”

Andrea smiled at her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Fine,” she conceded,” but next time I get first dibs, got it?”

Ellie gave her a mock salute and said, “Yes, ma’am.”

Andrea settled in next to her, pulling her into a soft embrace. The two of them lay there for a moment, cuddling and enjoying the feeling of being together, when Andrea suddenly jumped up with alarm.

“We need you in a diaper now!” she yelled. Ellie was startled, then her eyes widened as she realized her girlfriend was right. Ellie remembered how Andrea always had to pee right after sex, it was a girl thing, she’d said, and now Ellie was a ticking time bomb.

“Get it, get it!” Ellie yelled, pointing at the dresser while she hastily cleared a space on the bed. Andrea jumped up and grabbed a diaper and started to grab the other supplies, but thought against it as time was of the essence. She quickly unfolded the diaper and tossed it to Ellie, not trusting herself to be able to put it on quick enough. Ellie understood and quickly taped the diaper on her. It wasn't until the last tape was on before the two relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

Andrea sat down and Ellie had just finished readjusting the hasty tapes when they both heard a quiet trickling noise and Ellie felt a warm wetness around her crotch and pooling around her butt. They both looked at her diaper to see it discoloring and the wetness strips turning blue. Ellie groaned, covered her face with her hands, and laid back, embarrassed, but Andrea watched, fascinated, until it stopped. They say in silence for a minute before Andrea scooted over and lay down next to the smaller wetter girl.

“This is stupid,” Ellie bemoaned through her hands. “I can't even enjoy the afterglow properly.”

“Well at least the crisis was averted,” Andrea said, pulling Ellie close. “We can enjoy it now.”

“I have to change,” Ellie complained. She started to sit up but Andrea wrapped an arm around her and pulled her back down. “Hun, I need to get changed, I don't want to be like this any longer than I have to.”

“Why not?” Andrea asked. “Because it seems to me like wet…diapers are going to be part of your life from now on. You'd better get used to them. Why not stay here and cuddle with me for a bit before you do.”

Ellie huffed, but she knew Andrea was right. Like it or not this was going to be her life from here on out. For better or for worse she needed to get used to it.

“Can I at least put some powder in?” she asked. “I don't want to get a rash.”

“Valid,” Andrea conceded. “Just come back here quick, I'm not done a-snugglin’.”

Ellie got up and walked to the dresser. She pulled out the bottle of baby powder, pulled aside the front of her diaper, and did her best to sprinkle it in, then repeated with the backside. She hoped that was enough to prevent a rash. She'd have to be extra thorough with the rash cream later. She turned to walk back to the bed and saw Andrea watching her with a big smirk on her face.

“What's that look for?” She inquired as she climbed back into the bed.

“I'm sorry, but the way you put that down your diaper was kinda funny, like a cartoon. Also, I got a look at you wearing only a diaper and, I'm sorry, hun, but you're completely fucking adorable.”

Ellie blushed and frowned at the bigger girl. “That's not funny,” she said.

“It's a little bit funny, you gotta admit.”

Ellie sat there pouting before Andrea sighed and reached over to pull the smaller girl into a hug. “I’m sorry, I didn't mean to upset you.”

Ellie sighed back, falling into the hug. “It’s fine. I guess I'm glad you think it's cute or whatever.”

“Cute as a baby,” Andrea said, giving Ellie a boop on the nose. Ellie groaned, but didn't respond.

The two lay there, Ellie resting her head on Andrea’s chest. Ellie could hear her heartbeat and gave a contented sigh as the two of them shared the moment together. Soon, though, the moment was interrupted by a gurgle from Andrea's stomach.

“Sorry,” the bigger girl said, “I guess I'm hungry. Breakfast?”

“Yeah, I really worked up an appetite.”

“Yeah, same, although you'd think I wouldn't be hungry because I already ate out.” Andrea gave a big grin. Ellie groaned and rolled her eyes.

“That's bad!” she said, exasperated, but still smiling. The two climbed out of bed and started getting dressed.

“Oh, hey,” Andrea said, pulling her panties on. “I forgot in all the commotion last night, there's something I wanted to talk to you about.”

“Yeah?” Ellie asked, pulling a shirt over her head. “I have something I need to say, too. What's yours?”

“Breakfast first, then serious talk. I don't want to do it on an empty stomach.”

“Fair enough,” conceded Ellie, pulling her sweats over her wet diaper. It was sagging and kind of swayed as she moved, but she tried to tell herself to ignore it. The both of them finished dressing and walked out down the hall and to the living room.