The First Day…
There I was; a fallen independent, highly educated young lady, recently a dole dosser and chav trapped inside a crazy bitch’s manor as her Adult Baby Girl.
I was nappied, gagged and asleep in the crib, still with the headphones of hypnosis over my ears; playing on repeat.
Gillian and Kerri entered the Nursery, it was late morning:
“What do you think? Is she ready for him?” – Kerri asked her Auntie.
“Hmm…we test her then we show her off. Get the highchair ready for our widdle girl’s breakfast.” – Gillian ordered her niece.
“Yes ma’am.” – Kerri replied leaving the Nursery.
Gillian walked up to the crib; observing my deep sleeping and my slowly sucking of the dummy gag.
Gillian placed her left index finger into my nappy:
“Like clockwork.” – Gillian sadistically commented out loud with a wide grin.
Gillian grabbed hold of the iPod and stopped the hypnosis; she then took of the headphones that were over my ears…I was still asleep.
Gillian lightly shook my petite body to wake me up.
I slowly woken up and my mind wasn’t thinking right, I felt like I’ve got a hangover, which is bullshit, then I remembered that I was forced to listen to hypnosis files all night.
I looked up to Gillian:
“It’s 11am baby girl…you have a visitor, now if I unstrap your gag are going to be a good girl for Mummy?” Gillian cooed down at me.
I nodded in submission…with a hidden plan.
Gillian dressed in tight denim jeans and a short top; exposing her large breasts and curvy figure, with the strong scent of her perfume unstrapped the dummy gag from my head.
“Ahnk ou illian.” – I spoke in horror as I quickly placed my hands over my mouth.
“The hypnosis files you’ve listen to last night was one of many more to come, you’re vocabulary and speech is going to be reduced to that of a toddler and a retard. Plus you are on word commands which will be tested soon enough.” – Gillian informed me of my forceful life.
“Ot iar!” – I shouted in tears.
“It’s not fair? Is that what you’re trying to tell Mummy?” – Gillian cooed at me looking at my babyish state.
I nodded in agreement.
“Tough shit missy, your fate is sealed…have you noticed anything else?” – Gillian hinted to me with the latter.
I shook my head.
“Feel your nappy sweetheart.” – Gillian advised me.
I touched my thick nappy with my small hands: it was full!
“Ha Ha! Your incontinence is slowly wasting away; these hypnosis tapes are from the most expensive and powerful people in BDSM England. Soon enough you’ll be pissing and shitting without knowing it.” – Gillian told me in self delight.
I began to cry…
“Aww Natalie, Mummy is only helping you to become the baby girl she wants for herself. Come let Mummy change your nappy.” – Gillian cooed as she gave me a warm cuddle: which I enjoyed.
Gillian undid the crib locked rail and had me walk out of the crib. My legs automatically fell to the floor:
“It’s part of your training baby girl, you can’t beat the hypnosis system; you’re better off to take it in your stride.” – Gillian told me with a smirk.
Gillian grabbed hold of a bag and placed it before me:
“This is your new nappy changing bag, look it reads ‘Natalie’s Nappy Bag’. Isn’t that cute? Mummy had everything ready for her baby girl.” – Gillian cooed at me.
Gillian then grabbed my shoulders and pinned me down onto the Nursery floor:
“Nappy time for my baby girl.” – Gillian beamed as she changed my wet nappy.
Gillian took her time, the cold Huggies baby wipes were placed under my cute and toned bottom, and many more were detailed on my pussy and clit.
“You like that hmm? Does my widdle baby girl like it when Mummy cleans her innocent and virgin pussy? Maybe I’ll keep you a virgin from men and instead turn you into my dike slave; would you like Mummy’s girlfriends to take sexual and oral pleasure and liberties from my baby girl…I’ll turn you into a lesbian; free of men? That is decided after you meet Mummy’s visitor who is waiting down stairs to see you.” – Gillian cooed as she rubbed in nappy rash cream into my skin.
“Me ant oyfriend.” – I commented in my now babyish accent.
“A boyfriend? Oh Natalie, what boy would want to date, baby and fuck a retarded young lady like you? The only boyfriend you’ll have is one who you’ll please.” – Gillian told me as she rubbed in Johnston’s baby powder into my skin and over my small body.
“I ig irl!” – I screamed in tears kicking my feet in a tantrum.
“You’re big girl life is vastly coming to an end, the sooner you accept this, the better.” – Gillian firmly told me as she grabbed my feet in her large hands: placing them in the air to fit the fresh nappy underneath me.
Gillian tapped me up:
“Sit here and don’t move a muscle.” – Gillian ordered me. I obeyed.
Gillian went to grab some new clothing from the wardrobe and units for me to wear. Gillian came back and stood in front of me.
“You’re going to wear these understood?” – Gillian sternly informed me.
Gillian then knelt back down to dress me in these clothes. Within seconds of being dressed Gillian grabbed my hand and pulled me in full view of the Nursery’s large interior mirror: helping me to stand:
“You’re visitor wanted you to be dressed like this, and so you shall!” – Gillian told me.
I looked in the mirror, I was wearing a short white shirt, a red striped tie, a grey blazer with matching mini-grey skirt and black pantyhose: I was dressed as a teenage schoolgirl: with a nappied bottom.
I had to admit: I did look younger and not the real age of 23.
Gillian twisted me around in a circle; she then placed my brunette hair in a ponytail then grabbed my chin with her right hand; pulling me to her face:
“I’m warning you missy: Don’t fuck up!” – Gillian warned me. I was confused.
“Eee ant ood.” – I pouted in hunger as I held onto Gillian’s hand.
“You’ll get breakfast; after seeing your visitor…only good little girls get food if they behave for their mummies.” – Gillian softly spoke to me.
Afterwards Gillian pulled me out of the Nursery, due to the hypnosis files I was struggling to stand. We reached the large front room where Kerri was standing next to my ‘Visitor’.
“Mr. Saville welcome, here she is.” – Gillian cheered with beaming joy as a proud Mummy.
I looked over to his man, must be aged in his 60s’ he was fat, well obese and bald headed, dressed in an expensive suit and wears large round glasses.
“Oh Gillian, she’s got the look alright. I’ve given Kerri the money for your baby girl’s services.” – Saville told Gillian.
Gillian and Kerri smiled.
“Say hello to ‘Daddy Rolf’.” – Kerri cooed down at me.
I looked up to this beastly man:
“Ello da-da.” – I softly and innocently announced.
All three people laughed down at my pathetic state.
“No sweetheart, say ‘hello’ to Daddy Rolf the other way.” – Kerri told me.
I was confused and I looked up to Gillian.
Gillian rolled her eyeballs and sighed. She bent forward to my ear:
“Hypnosis command: Cocky.” – Gillian whispered in my ear.
Without resisting I crawled on the floor on all fours, I grabbed hold of Mr. Saville’s trouser zip and undid it, I then unbuttoned his boxer buttons grabbing his small erected cock. I was defenceless for my actions: I placed his cock into my small young mouth: sucking him slowly.
“We can make a fortune pimping her out.” – Kerri whispered in excitement into Gillian’s ear.
“One step at a time.” – Gillian whispered back.
Daddy Rolf was soon to cum and as I was sucking slowly and beginning to take speed on his cock; my mind slipped back into Natalie Florence of 23. I soon realised who I was and where I was. I looked up in disgust to his dirty old man.
So I made my mark…I bit my teeth down and hard into his small cock:
“Owww!!” – Mr. Saville cried out in pain and he rushed over to the kitchen holding his blooded cock in his fat chunky hands.
I giggled as I took my vengeance, but that was short lived:
“I’ll make peace with Mr. Saville; you take care of baby girl. You know where to place her.” – Gillian ordered Kerri as she chased Mr. Saville in the kitchen to see to him.
My giggles faded away…I looked up to Kerri who just sternly stared at me with a wide smiled across her tasteful lips.
I tried to crawl away:
“No!” – I shouted as the hypnosis has cleared away from my mind.
Kerri grabbed my hair and pinned me down in the living room; she withdrew a needle and placed it into my arm:
“We have to take extreme measures now Natalie.” – Kerri sadly told me.
I tried to crawl but my muscles went into a weak and light mode, I couldn’t even speak.
Kerri carried me from the living room and back down into the basement; and not the nice padded room: down the corridor into the Abyss room. I began to cry.
Kerri placed me inside the pitch black room:
“We’ve got new plans for you Natalie and don’t worry about Mr. Saville, it’s clear that you don’t like sucking men off, so I guess Daddies are no longer an option; for only women and dikes. Think it over!” – Kerri meanly shouted at me as she slammed the door leaving me locked in this dark room.
I felt like the guy at the end of the first SAW film: I began to sob in tears: I was in the dark, I couldn’t move, I was nappied and I was never going to find true love with a boy…or will I?…
Written by Croc