Chapter 1: A Second Life

Like any student, I’m always waiting for the weekend to roll around. Oftentimes I find myself distracted by the clock. I can’t help but count down the days until it finally arrives.

My regimen is strict. I don’t work on the weekend- on my job or at school. But that’s a rule I imposed on myself, and because of it I’m usually floundering on Friday afternoon to cram everything due before next week in just a short few hours.

See, I’m not like other students. I have to get my homework in during the week because when Friday night rolls around, I won’t be able to. After my assignments are submitted, my bags get packed and I get ready to leave. I’m not going to be back until Monday. This week I finished early thanks to my light work load, which left me with little else to do but return to watching the seconds. All I could do now was wait.

Heart drumming in its cage, I sat my ass down and peered out the window. I checked my phone clock. Almost time. The lights were off and the curtains were drawn. I couldn’t afford to be seen. Nobody can catch me sneaking out at a time like this. I checked my phone again. One new message. He was here.

The car pulled up to the street below, windshield wipers battling the rain. I collected my minimal things and locked my apartment door. High heels clicked and echoed all the way down the stairs. Then I headed outside holding my purse over my head. I owned a hooded jacket, but I wasn’t wearing it. I didn’t like the way it looked; I wanted to look pretty for him when he got here.

I approached the driver’s side as he rolled down the window, motioning for me to set my luggage in the trunk and get inside. Tossing myself into the seat beside his, I could feel the rush of the blood ripping through my veins. Just in case, I pulled down the overhead mirror and checked to make sure my makeup wasn’t running, fixing my hair before I could look at him.

Licking my lips to get them both wet and ready, I took a deep breath. I knew what was up. The driver leaned over to me. We kissed for just a moment, and it left me sweating.

“You look cute, Baby.” The man said. My escort was a fair few years older than me, but still not too old, somewhere in his mid thirties. He had dark brown hair and matching eyes, checking me up and down. I could tell from his dark blue suit that he was just coming from work, as he always did. His face was well kept, wearing a healthy looking smile. He tapped the steering wheel with subtle excitement, the band around his left ring finger making a soft thud. “Is my princess ready to go?”

“Yes, Sir.” I replied. And just like that, we were off.

Our arrangement wasn’t normal, but the anticipation of what was about to happen put butterflies in my stomach and a twitch between my legs. Not an hour later and we had arrived. The car came to a stop at a seemingly innocent driveway and we headed to the front door. I had goosebumps from head to toe. These were the days I lived for.

“Welcome home, Baby.” Called a voice from inside. We were greeted by a woman, herself also in her mid thirties, with brunette hair and irises to boot. She sported a well worn apron, a delicate blush- and most importantly- a ring of her own to match my companion, whom we quickly made our way to.

A pair of hands with painted nails cupped my cheeks, tilting my head down to face hers. My host gave me a look that was just asking for a kiss, to which I obliged her. Bending forward slightly and closing my eyes, I puckered my lips and let her kiss me like her husband did, and no issue was taken watching me kiss his wife.

He took her in his arms and joked, “What, don’t I get a hello?” The two briefly shared a laugh, and a kiss of their own. She then looked at him with that loving gaze and rolled her eyes.

“How was work?” She asked- to which he responded with an uneventful shrug and a smile- before they shot me a series of glances. “Dinner is just about done. Why don’t you take her upstairs and get her ready while I finish up?”

“Sounds great.” He said. His wife took my bags and set them aside before returning to the kitchen, as he did just that and allowed me into the rest of the house. “Lead the way.”

We hadn’t even started and I already couldn’t hold still.

I met the couple online. The two of them posted to an online dating site looking for a playmate in their area, and when I saw that they lived in the same town, I just had to respond. We got together during the holidays to check each other out, and It went amazingly. Ever since then, I’ve spent every weekend in the last few months staying over to have fun with them.

But it wasn’t just any kind of fun. At first I was extremely nervous to approach the subject matter. I’m into it, but it’s one of those taboos. I’ve always been nervous about finding the right partners.

Because I’m not just their playmate. I’m their baby.

We stepped into the nursery together. A special little place painted pastel pink, packed full of toys and smelling of baby powder. The room came alive as the lights began to glow. Mine for the weekend.

“You know the rules, Baby. Let’s get you changed.” The man of the house said. He came to me, but not before I was ready. He always waited for me to tell him when.

And I could hardly wait to get started. “Yes, Daddy.”

Daddy quickly got down to business stripping me of my clothes. The first time he brought me over and told me to get naked I was shy enough that he allowed me to do it myself. But every week I got more and more comfortable being with him and his wife. They were genuinely nice people, and I wanted them to like me as much as I liked them. It took me a while, but eventually and with some practice, I learned to stay still and let them touch me. In fact, I actually began to enjoy it when they did.

“Good girl.” Daddy commended me as he removed my bra, holding my rather small breasts in his hands. He rubbed them gently for a small while before he got frisky, pinching my nipples between his thumb and forefingers and seeing what it would do. “Good girl!”

I smiled shyly. According to them I blush well when I’m embarrassed, but I never know when it happens unless it’s really bad. Like now, my cheeks were hot enough that I could tell they were getting red. Being called a good girl always got to me like that.

Daddy slowly unzipped my pants and slid them down my legs, letting me hold onto him for balance as he did. My caregivers knew this was the hardest part for me. When I first found their ad online I expected them to reject me outright. Little girl wanted- it read- I was so ashamed of myself that I almost didn’t reach out at all to save myself the devastation. But I’m happy that they did, because despite my fears, they accepted me.

“It’s okay, princess. No need to be ashamed.” He said, holding my also rather small cock in his hands, pinching it slightly. “Someone’s excited, isn’t she?”

A whimper left my lips as Daddy pulled my pants and panties around my ankles and had me step out of them, leaving me completely naked. “Yes, Daddy…” I said. He stood up and held me by my arm, motioning towards the table behind me. With just a little bit of his help, I climbed atop it and laid back, trying to keep my excitement down at the anticipation of what came next. “Thank you…”

“For what, Baby?” He teased, placing his hand on my tummy and tickling briefly. Giggles quickly erupted from me, calming me down in a split second. “You know what’s next, sweetie. Butt up.”

I lifted my waist and let Daddy slide things into position. “Hup-” I squeaked, setting my butt back down when he was done, hips wiggling left and right until my body was adjusted into place for him.

Daddy finally put me in a diaper, making sure to powder my butt before he taped it shut around my waist, blowing residual powder off of his hand and into my face while giggling at me. Once I was padded I held up my arms so that he could slip me into a t-shirt, a cute pink one to match the color of my hair dye. Then he grabbed me by the waist and lifted me off the table so that we could go downstairs. But before Daddy let me go anywhere, he made sure to remind me of my place with a couple of firm butt pats for good measure.

We went back downstairs together where Daddy’s wife had just finished getting dinner set up. And there was my seat, an adult sized high chair with a tray I would be eating off of.

“How was your week?” She asked me.

“I’ve just been counting down the seconds until Daddy got off work to pick me up.”

“Did you at least get all your homework done?”

“Yes, Mommy.” I said with a smile.

“Good girl!” Mommy praised me, giving me a warm feeling in my chest knowing that she was proud of me. “Take a seat, Baby.”

My diaper crinkled softly as I sat down, which made Mommy smile. Not a second was wasted lowering the tray down over my lap and locking it into place. I wouldn’t be getting up anytime soon. Mommy had that excited look on her face to match mine. “Give me your hands.” She instructed, and I complied. I held my hands towards her like we do every night, letting her slide a pair of padded pink mittens up to my wrists and lock them good and tight.

“Nice and snug?”

“Mhmm!”

“It’s not too tight is it, sweetie?”

“No, Ma’am.”

She set my dinner plate down on the tray in front of me. A platter covered in chopped up pieces of porkchop, mashed potatoes, and peas. I whined at the sight.

“Don’t be like that, Baby. Open up.” Mommy said, holding up a spoonful of mashed potatoes. “Say ahhh~”

I did as I was told. “Ahhh…”

Mommy and Daddy sat on either side of me as I ate. She brought me a bottle full of milk for me to drink too, while she fed me until my plate was clean. Her mashed potatoes were to die for, but the peas were the hardest part.

Then, as soon as he was done, Daddy got up to go take a shower. Mommy left wearing a bib in my high chair as she got up to do the dishes, and I played on my special little tablet designed purposefully for kids. They didn’t spend every waking moment of their time while I was over there on me, so I was more than happy continuing with some early education shows I had already started on the tablet they’d purchased specifically for me. The hardest part of it all was trying to operate with my hands still locked in mittens, but I was perfectly capable of picking up my milk bottle and drinking it empty without taking my mittens off!

Once she was finished with the dishes and Daddy was back from the shower, Mommy took my tablet away from me and unlocked the tray to my high chair so that I could get up. But before I was able to do so, she put a hand to the padding between my legs.

“My word, Baby. You haven’t even wet yourself!” She giggled.

I blushed. “It’s hard…”

“I know it is, honey. I’m just teasing you.” She gently helped me to my feet and held my hand. “Using your diapers gets easier with time, I promise.”

“Where are we going, Mommy?” I asked with a frown, dreading that I already knew the answer.

“Bedtime.” Mommy and Daddy began leading me upstairs, back to the nursery. I followed with a slowly sinking heart. I didn’t wanna go to bed yet. It felt like I just got here.

“I don’t want to go to bed.” I pouted.

“I know you don’t, Baby. But the sooner you get to bed the sooner we get to wake you up for some more fun tomorrow.”

They opened up the crib for me to climb inside, which I did. I was a good girl after all. And just before bed, Mommy had one last thing for me.

“We have a baby monitor that shows us video now, so don’t be getting up to any funny business while we’re in bed.” She said, “But I have a surprise for you.” Mommy pulled out what looked like a stuffed bear, holding it out for me to take. “She’s yours.”

“I love her.” I smiled, about to squeal as I took the teddy bear and held her to my chest. “Thank you, Mommy…”

“Of course, Baby.” She said, then leaned in to give me a kiss, and Daddy did the same.

“Goodnight, Mommy. Goodnight Daddy.” I said.

“Goodnight, Baby. Sweet dreams.

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