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Lisa's Descend into Adult Babyhood Pt.4
🕑 Added 2019-12-13 09:20:28 +0000 UTC
Chapter 4
“Okay Lizzy after breakfast on the weekends mommy usually just watches some television, catching up with her soap operas where she doesn’t have time for during her working week. When mommy doesn’t have to work she takes things a bit easier, after all mommy is starting to get a bit older so she doesn’t have the energy left to do a whole lot on her days off. These are mainly meant for recuperating.” Suzan explained with glee to Lisa who just looked up at her with big scared eyes. She had just been fed that awful formula and the victorious feeling of getting some coffee when her pacifier was dipped into it didn’t last for long. The taste of coffee quickly disappeared but the pacifier stayed firmly in place.
Lisa didn’t understand why Suzan was telling her all this. It was not like any of it really mattered whatever Suzan wanted happened, that much had become clear. With that stupid pacifier she couldn’t even really give her opinion anyways.
Suzan was well aware that she didn’t have to talk to Lizzy if she didn’t want to. Just like a real baby she couldn’t talk back or change anything about what was going to happen to her. Suzan just liked it, she was having a blast talking to her very own helpless baby who in reality was one of her college aged clients.
In all essence it was just like playing with dolls. Only this doll was alive and embarrassed. She really deserved it though with how she had been treating her during the relatively short period she had been her maid so far, and she guessed she treated the people around her just like that. After all why else would they have pulled such a prank on her?
“Now I know how unruly babies like you can get, crawling off as soon as you focus on something else. Since I don’t feel like constantly chasing after you or watching you constantly instead of my soap operas, I have come up with a solution that’ll work great for the both of us.” Suzan continued cheerfully as Lisa started growing more nervous. She hadn’t liked a single thing Suzan had come up with yet, and she doubted this would be any different.
Just like she had expected she didn’t like Suzan’s solution at all. In fact it was way worse than anything she would have imagined. With a bright smile Suzan held up a thick padded leather collar in bright pink. Silver block letters spelling out “Lizzy” were attached to the front with a big silver ring dangling underneath. To the ring a long matching pink leash was attached.
“Isn’t this great Lizzy? You know how they sometimes have toddlers wearing reins so they wouldn’t run away? Well I wanted something similar for you, but I thought this collar looked way cuter and so much more you than a pair of reins ever could. When they told me they did custom names I just had to have it. Don’t you just love your mommy for being so thoughtful?” Suzan asked grabbing a hold of the girl’s pacifier shield to make her nod once more. Laughing loudly as she did so. Making the girl nod was hilarious and probably would never get old for Suzan.
Without a moment of hesitation Suzan wrapped the collar around the girl’s neck and buckled it into place just like she had done with the pacifier earlier. A simple buckle without lock could be used since It was impossible for Lisa to open with the stuffed mittens integrated in her onesie.
“I just realised that the collar might not have been necessary at all. After all I could have just clipped the leash to your pacifier. Well It’s too late now, and it would be a shame not to have you wear your pretty collar wouldn’t it? I can just switch up where I clip the leash to see what works best.” Suzan said demonstrating what she meant by giving a tug on her collar, then on the ring sitting in her pacifier shield, making Lisa’s head move involuntarily no matter which of the two she pulled.
“Anyways, mommy has her soap operas to catch up to, so let’s get on with our morning routine. I never thought taking on a baby, not even a big one as you would slow my routine down by this much.” Suzan said lifting Lisa out of her seat with some difficulty. After Suzan had relieved her own bladder contents into the girls diaper it had only swollen more making the seat of the highchair fit even tighter. It made it impossible for Lisa to free herself from the chair.
Suzan was a lot stronger than she was though and the older woman once again proved it. This time she didn’t carry Lisa though. She just placed the girl on the floor and took the leash in hand as she walked off to the couch.
It was only a couple of feet away, yet Lisa had a hard time keeping up with Suzan. The onsie made sure she couldn’t stand up at all without some serious support, so walking was out of the question. The shortened arms and legs made crawling with big strides challenging as well. Yet with Suzan forcefully pulling her leash she had no option but to follow along as fast as her restricted limbs could carry her.
By the time Suzan arrived at her comfortable recliner, Lisa was out of breath. Crawling apparently required her to use way different muscle groups than she was used to, and since Suzan didn’t seem concerned about turning down her pace it was very exhausting.
Catching her breath the girl sunk down on her bottom, cringing as she felt all the wetness her diaper had absorbed squelching around her. She couldn’t imagine ever getting used to this, or actually ever using that diaper ever again. Given the situation she was in right now, she feared she would not have a choice but to use it again. It certainly didn’t seem like Suzan planned on letting her use anything but that diaper for all her toiletry needs.
Lifting up one corner of her recliner Suzan took the handle of the girl’s leash and placed it on the ground, sticking the leg off the recliner through it before putting it back down. The thing looked quite heavy, not insanely so, but heavy enough so Lisa couldn’t lift it in her restrictive onesie. She would be stuck here within a couple feet of the recliner until Suzan decided otherwise and that much was painfully clear to her.
For a quick moment Suzan disappeared from view, returning carrying a big cardboard box which she promptly emptied in front of her helpless victim. The box contained a ton of medium sized foam blocks with letters on each side? With the foam blocks on the floor Suzan took place on the recliner making it entirely impossible for Lisa to get her leash out from under the chair. Trying the clip was also hopeless with her mittens.
Getting comfortable still in her white worn out bathrobe Suzan looked down on her helpless baby. Seeing this gorgeous young overtly spoiled brat completely at her mercy would never get old. If it depended on her it would never have to grow old either. She planned on making Lisa her baby for many weekends to come.
It was quite nice to have someone around to keep her company. Sure it wasn’t anyone who she could have a conversation with. Well if she wanted, she could, but having her sucking on that pacifier was way more preferable. Keeping Lisa around was just a very exciting change in her otherwise boring life. The fact that it was payback only made it better.
“Alright Lizzy, I want you to use those blocks to build a little text for mommy. I want it to read Lizzy loves mommy. You should build each word on a new layer, so your little text is three blocks high. When you are done you can tug on the hem of my bathrobe to drag my attention. Now I believe you know what to do. Have fun while mommy watches her soaps.” Suzan said smirking down at the pigtailed girl.
Lisa just sat there dumbfounded. She really didn’t want to do this, but she knew very well that it wasn’t just a suggestion. It wasn’t like there was anything else for her to do other than sitting in her soaked diaper either. The soap operas Suzan watched were boring as hell. They might be a bit better than the task she had gotten, but not by a lot. With a sigh Lisa decided to just get it over with. Just sitting here bored out of her mind wouldn’t be any better and probably would get her in trouble.
Building the small text Suzan had required her to build proved to be a lot more challenging than she had ever anticipated. What she had first thought was a small menial task that would be done in a matter of minutes was actually rather time consuming.
The blocks while on the larger side weren’t really that large and proved very difficult to get a good grip on with her mittened hands. She had to really concentrate to grasp it between her hands and even then, the soft cotton of her onesie just didn’t provide enough friction to really hold on to it. sometimes it would just slip through them much to her frustration.
Just finding all the right letters took her well over 20 minutes. She couldn’t turn them in her hands since her mittens were too big and covered up the letter. So she had to twist them, put them down, pray for a right letter or pick it up and twist again for up to six times.
Some letters were easy to find, and she could spot instantly since they were laying with the right side up already. The Y was a hard one though, and she needed two. By the time she had found a second one she guessed all of the blocks must have gone through her hands at least once.
Now that she had the letters things would go a lot quicker, she guessed, but once again she was wrong. Forming Mommy was quite easy. She could just shove the blocks in their right places. Stacking the loves on top proved a lot more difficult though. It had to line up perfectly with the block underneath or her stack wouldn’t remain upright. If she could pick it up from the top it would be easy, but now she had to press it between both of her hands.
The third layer was the most difficult one by far. She had to position all the blocks perfectly on top of the layer underneath. She also had to be way more careful when doing so, or she would knock the layer underneath over. She would have never guessed it, but this stupid childish task really required her full attention.
Form where Suzan was sitting it looked hilarious, seeing Lisa concentrate and struggle with a task this simple and childish. She knew the girl must realise her struggle as well and she bet it worked wonders on her mentality. At least for how Suzan wanted her mentality to be.
Every time when Lisa was concentrating Suzan snuck in a quick picture of the girl. It was sneaky enough so she wouldn’t notice it, making it look like the perfect spontaneous pictures. All of them were taken with the girl’s expensive phone with its high-resolution camera which Suzan promptly sent to herself over e-mail. She put the pictures in a map named baby Lizzy in the girl’s phone.
In total it took Lisa over half an hour to get the job completely done. She knew what she was supposed to do next but dragging Suzan’s attention was the last thing she wanted. Attention meant humiliation, and she felt like she had had more than enough of that to last her a life time. The childish way in which she was supposed to drag that attention only made things worse.
When she felt like could no longer wait without facing punishment, Lisa crawled the short distance to the recliner her leash was stuck to. She reached up to her knees, grabbed the hem of Suzan’s ratty bathrobe between her mittens and gave it a few gentle tugs.
Suzan instantly shifted her attention from the television to Lisa who meekly sat at her side pawing at her bathrobe. It was a delicious sight to behold giving Suzan a big kick as she instantly started squealing. “Oh Lizzy, You’re so adorable. Did you really make this for your mommy? Well I am very proud of you. You did such a good job making words like a big girl. Such a smart little thing?”
“Your very first words, now if that doesn’t call for a picture then I don’t know what does. Why don’t you crawl over there and pose with your little piece of art while mommy takes a picture of her cute girl.” Suzan gushed fishing out Lisa’s phone and getting off her recliner to take a picture.
Lisa was shocked seeing her phone. She knew it was technically possible to take pictures without unlocking it. If Suzan took pictures with her phone then she wouldn’t have any trouble removing all evidence of her stay here which should make it easier to get out of this mess as soon as Suzan let her go. She didn’t like any picture evidence being made, but at least she would have full control over it, so maybe she should be grateful in a way that Suzan was using her phone.
Sheepishly Lisa crawled back to her text and sat beside it looking up at her self-proclaimed Mommy with a bright blush on her cheeks. Suzan smiled as she snapped about a dozen pictures. Lisa really looked awfully cute sitting there with her rosy cheeks. It was another perfect blackmailing picture. With how meek she looked no one would guess it was involuntary. It would just look like Lisa had a big age play kink.
Once the little photo shoot was done Suzan kicked over the blocks with a smirk. She knew Lisa had hated her childish task, but she could also see the hurt in her eyes when Suzan just kicked over all her hard work. “Okay Lizzy, now you can build Lizzy needs nappies in the same way, so in a stack of three blocks.” Suzan said matter off factly as she sat back down.
During the entirety of her three-hour long soap marathon Suzan took occasional breaks to snap yet another picture of Lisa with her new text before giving orders of creating yet another humiliating text. Lisa was starting to get considerably better at handling the blocks with her mittens.
While handling the blocks was going faster Lisa was faced with another problem. Her morning bottle was starting to make its way through her system. Slowly but surely the need to pee was starting to grow. An urge that only would grow stronger the more time passed. That much she had found out this morning.
The fact that Suzan was making her form the words Lizzy wets the bed, didn’t really help either. It made her think about peeing constantly, making the urge grow even faster. Suzan just smirked seeing Lisa squirm, she knew full well what was happening and she had given her this little text to help the girl along.
After the text had only increased the girls squirming without growing bad enough to force Lisa to release her bladder, Suzan decided to help her along a bit more forcefully. First made Lisa go through the whole posing for pictures ritual again before surprising the girl by picking her up.
“I know how little babies like you have such a short attention span Lizzy and you have been making sweet little texts for a while now so I think it’s time to switch things up a little.” Suzan explained as she sat back down, placing Lisa on one of her thighs looking her way while holding her middle so she wouldn’t fall off.
“It isn’t always easy to entertain a big bay like you, you know? Finding some age appropriate entertainment is hard, but I know just the thing all little girls like you go crazy over with joy which is playing horsey.” Suzan said with a big sadistic smirk on her face, looking straight into the horrified eyes of Lisa.
The pressure in her bladder had risen so much that Lisa had no illusions about what would happen when they played horsey. She also realised full well that it wasn’t a coincidence that Suzan proposed this right now. Suzan wanted her to pee her diaper. If she had done so when the need first occurred she probably wouldn’t be in this situation. Now she would have to face Suzan and pee herself while looking right at her tormentor and sitting on her lap.
Without another waring Suzan started to lightly shake the leg Lisa was sitting on. Shakes that slowly morphed into bounces until Lisa was bouncing up and down wildly, the cold pee already soaked into her diaper squelching around her.
Her already full bladder didn’t stand much of a chance at all to the hard bounces shaking through her body. It didn’t even take a minute until the shocks when coming down caused her to lose control over her bladder muscles completely. The pressure was just too much and now that the pee stared flowing there was no stopping it anymore. She could slowly feel the wet warmth around her groin expand, helped by the bouncing Suzan was making her do.
A mortified cry muffled by her pacifier was all the confirmation Suzan needed to know Lisa had lost control, she didn’t plan to stop bouncing the girl any time soon though. With how long Lisa had saved up her pee it felt like it just kept on pouring out. When she was finally done the cold sogginess of the diaper felt lukewarm again.
Lisa was sobbing softly when Suzan finally stopped bouncing her. “Oh sweetie, what’s the matter? Did mommy bounce you a little too hard? Or is it something else? Hmmm what could upset my big baby like this?” Suzan asked aloud making a mockery out of this.
“Oh gosh, mommy thinks she might have an idea. Did little Lizzy have yet another accident in her nappy proving she is just a big baby who really can’t go without nappies?” Suzan said with mock shock, once more rubbing in just what Lisa had done, further fuelling the girl’s embarrassment.
“Well then mommy guesses she better has a look at her baby. Mommy needs to be economical on the nappies, but that doesn’t mean mommy doesn’t need to check whether her baby really needs a change or not. After all we can’t have you leaking all over the house now can we Lizzy?” Suzan asked to the mortified girl.
Without further ado Suzan lifted Lisa back off her lap and placed the girl down on the floor on her back. A few quick snaps later the big bottom panel of her onesie was opened. Lisa’s cheeks burned with embarrassment at how easy Suzan manhandled her, she really didn’t like this woman anywhere near her crotch. Especially not after the way she had looked at her pussy with lust when she first put her in a diaper yesterday.
Suzan wasn’t at all bothered by any of it though. She just casually reached down and squeezed the girl’s diaper right over where her pussy would be. She then checked something more to the side of the diaper and exclaimed. “Oh dear Lizzy, you really need a diaper change very badly. You’re such a messy girl, pissing your nappy until it can barely contain your mess anymore.” Suzan teased, loving how the girl looked even more embarrassed.
Not wasting any time Suzan clipped the crotch panel back in place and took the girl’s leash out from under her recliner. With long strides she quickly made her way into the bathroom where she had placed an oversized changing mat on the floor, it was pastel pink with images of teddy bears all over. Keeping up with Suzan once again proved to be a near impossible task. As a result there were a lot of hard tugs on her collar.
Laying the helpless head cheerleader down on the changing mat Lisa’s heart started to race. She was disgusted by her wet soggy diaper and had wanted out from the moment she had first peed herself, well out even more than she did before when she was first put in a diaper.
Now that she was laying on the changing mat, she wasn’t so sure anymore. She really wanted out of this diaper which also held Suzan’s piss, but after how Suzan had looked at her when putting her in that first diaper when she had just arrived, Lisa didn’t know if she wanted to get changed. She wanted out of this diaper, but she dreaded the changing itself.
What she thought of it all didn’t really matter though. She knew that she was going to get changed and that was it. For as long as she had been here with Suzan she hadn’t had a single decision right yet. Her whole life was dictated by her self-proclaimed mommy and all she could do was to try and deal with the intense embarrassment of it all. This changing wasn’t going to be any different.
While Lisa was nervous and dreading the change, Suzan was bursting with excitement. Getting her revenge on this pretty spoiled brat had awakened some urges within Suzan, urges she had always suppressed but was now slowly coming to terms with. She couldn’t wait to get Lizzy naked again. To see her perfect pussy. Suzan was wet just thinking about it.
Much to Lisa’s surprised horror Suzan took off her bathrobe revealing her fat aging body to the girl. It looked even more disturbing to Lisa than she remembered from last night. Everything was sagging and that huge pubic bush was so disgusting. Hell Suzan was hairier down there than anything she had ever seen.
Seeing how the girl stared in appalled horror Suzan smirked. She knew she wasn’t the most attractive person. She had never been, and age hadn’t done her any good. She could imagine how it must look to this girl who was in excellent shape with an angelic face to boot. This straight girl who was only used to seeing the bodies of her fellow cheerleaders in various stages of undress as far as women went.
“What’s the matter Lizzy? Are you jealous of mommy’s beautiful womanly body? The way she has real breasts instead of those little nubs of yours, or is it that bush mommy has indicating that she is a grown woman instead of that bald pussy of yours?” Suzan taunted giving her sagging breasts which had to be at least a E cup a firm squeeze.
“Don’t you worry little Lizzy, one day you might grow up to be a real woman, just like your mommy. Until that time mommy will take excellent care of you and shower you with love, so don’t be jealous. Mommy just needed to take of her clothes cause she knows how messy changing a baby can get.” Suzan cooed. It was a lie, she just loved the effect she had on the helpless brat.
She would also be lying if she denied that getting off on getting naked with this pretty head cheerleader. With how much control she had over the girl, her advances were starting to grow bolder and bolder. A trend that worried Lisa a lot.
“Let’s get that change on the way now shall we?” Suzan asked with a smirk as she knelt down beside the helpless girl. With a few swift pulls at the side of the diaper Suzan undid the tapes holding the diaper shut. As a result, the heavy soggy diaper fell open and revealed the girl’s hairless pussy surrounded by glistening wet skin which gave off a rather strong foul pee odour.
“Phew Lizzy, for a little baby you sure seem to have a knack for working up a stink. Don’t worry though honey, mommy I right here to get you squeaky clean in no time again.” Suzan gushed knowing very well that it would come over as a taunt to Lisa.
Pulling close a package of wet wipes Suzan removed the diaper from underneath the girl and started wiping her clean of any piss residue. Suzan was especially thorough when it came to wiping the girls butt crack clean. She went deep in between her cheeks with the wet wipes, poking at her butthole when she passed it and going over it several times before she let the girl’s butt down on the mat again.
It seemed strange to Lisa that Suzan had avoided her pussy after looking so lustfully at it yesterday. Not that she minded though having this woman poke her butthole had been more than embarrassing enough. When Suzan took another wet wipe the hope that her pussy would be left alone disappeared.
Licking her lips Suzan brought the wet wipe down on the girl’s perfect bald slit. Lisa whimpered as she was helpless to stop this old naked woman for touching her in her most sensitive private spot. All she could do was to let it happen. Sure she could try to fight, but after last night’s spanking she didn’t want to risk it, especially not since she knew Suzan would just continue this afterwards anyways.
Now that Suzan had an excuse to touch Lisa’s pussy, she was going to make the most of it. She wasn’t yet comfortable enough with being a Lesbian to full on claim the girl’s pussy whenever she wanted but given an excuse she sure did.
Carefully Suzan traced the girl’s outer lips with a wet wipe, then moved it slowly up and down the girl’s slit, pressing between her lips ever so slightly. With intense fascination Suzan continued slowly moving her wet wipe covered finger up and down the girl’s defenceless pussy. She had fingered herself almost daily for years, yet a pussy that wasn’t her own was something very alien to Suzan. She had never really seen one before yesterday, much less touched one.
Exerting a little more pressure Suzan pushed her finger through the thin fabric of the wet wipe. They both knew it wasn’t an accident, especially not as Suzan kept stroking between the girls slit with her bare finger top. It didn’t really matter either. Lisa couldn’t say anything, and for Suzan it was more than enough of an excuse to use her finger to rub the girl’s slit instead of a wet wipe.
Lisa was whimpering loudly as Suzan just continued slowly rubbing up and down her pussy. It felt gross, disturbing but she was helpless to stop it. Much to her shame a gentle tingle started to spark within her. The pure physical stimulation was definitely having an effect on her making this ordeal even worse. The fact that something this disturbing could feel good on some level sent her mind in turmoil.
She tried to fight it the best she could, but her body just didn’t seem to be on her side. The slow gentle persistent moving of the finger between her pussy lips quickly became too much. No longer able to contain herself a small highly embarrassing moan escaped her lips.
Suzan was quite shocked and surprised to hear that moan so all of a sudden. She had been so mesmerised by the feel, the sight and even the subtle smell of this tight pussy as the lips rolled along her fingertip that she hadn’t noticed the effect that she was having on the girl. In her own shock Suzan instantly stopped and looked at the girl’s face were the moan had originated.
Her own shocked expression quickly changed into a big smirk as she saw the mortified and highly embarrassed look in the girl’s eyes. “Awe, did little Lizzy like when mommy cleaned up her pussy? Did my little Lizzy get aroused by mommies touch? Is Lizzy embarrassed about being aroused by her mommy?” Suzan taunted.
“Well Lizzy, let me tell you a secret. Mommy also gets a little aroused by cleaning your pussy. You’re a special little girl and it’s okay for you to feel turned on by your mommy. It really is nothing to be embarrassed about. Here let mommy give you a reminder that she feels exactly the same.” Suzan said gently.
Lisa was horrified. She had her suspicions that Suzan got off on this, but to actually hear her say it was something whole different. The claims that she was getting turned on by Suzan were also infuriating, yet with the pacifier stuck in her mouth there was nothing she could do to deny them. Rationally she knew it was a pure physical reaction tot the stimulation, yet mentally it weighed heavy. What if she really was getting turned on by this?
The horror only rose as it became clear how Suzan was planning to give her a reminder that she was getting just as turned on by this. With a big smirk Suzan reached down underneath her and moved her finger up into her soppy wet pussy. Pulling her hand back into view she held it up so Lisa could see the finger was now coated in a thick layer of Suzan’s pussy juices.
If that had been all it would have been terrible, but it was made even worse as Suzan started moving that finger closer to Lisa’s face. The girl tried shielding herself with her mittened hands, but those were quickly swept down by Suzan’s other hand. With a big smile Suzan placed her soaked finger between the girls nose and pacifier shield, swiping it to the side as if painting a moustache with her juices. Lisa was screaming, but due to the big teat of her pacifier only muffled cries came out.
“There we go Sweetie, now you can remember you are turning mommy on just as much as she is turning you on with every breath you take.” Suzan smirked proud of her work while Lisa tried to shake that awful smell of musk mixed with something fishy that was now stuck to her upper lip. It was grossing her out, but there was nothing she could do other than cry into her pacifier.
Suzan didn’t pay any attention to the fit Lisa was throwing. She just whistled a lullaby as she royally sprinkled the girl’s crotch with an overload of baby powder before lifting her on a fresh clean diaper and strapping her in again. Closing the crotch panel of the onesie once she was done.
