The Diapered Female/Chapter3
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Gina's first bath
At 3 a.m., Gina awoke with a cramp in her stomach. Still laying in the fetal position, she tried to lay herself flat on her back to help work out the cramp. When she did this, the pain from the cramp increased dramatically. She curled back up into the fetal position to avoid feeling the pain. She thought of calling for Gabriel, but she realized that there wasn't much he would be able to do to help her. She gazed up at the clock that now read: “3:18 a.m.” Almost 20 minutes had passed and there still was no relief in sight.
Being female, she was accustomed to feeling cramps when her period first arrived every month, but this was much worse. She wasn't due to have her period again until the end of the following week. This baffled her, and she laid in her crib in the fetal position wondering what to do. She felt kind of silly having cried so much this weekend so far, but every time she did cry, she felt better when she was done. The tears she shed in this instance were not out of role playing or an effort to feel better. They were because her stomach hurt.
She felt a knot forming in her abdomen that just seemed to tighten with every second. She glanced over at the clock again. It read: “3:34 a.m.”. No sooner did she take her eyes off the clock then the knot released. The pain went away and she was able to lie flat again. She laid on her back for a few minutes enjoying the release of pain.
She then turned over onto her side again and realized that, for the third time, she had wet her diaper. Oddly enough, she did not even know it happened. It seemed strange to her that she had wet herself twice all ready in her sleep. She was not a bedwetter, and had not had an accident since she was eight years old. The bottles of warm milk really must have done the trick.
Enjoying the warmth of her wet diaper, and content that she had no cramps to deal with, Gina decided to go to sleep and get her diaper changed in the morning.
At 5:30 a.m., she was awakened again with another cramp. When she awoke, she was laying in the fetal position again, and she assumed that laying like that for so long must have been the reason why she was having cramps. Unable to lay flat, just as before, Gina curled up tightly and deliberately tried to wet herself this time. She figured if she allowed her body to have the bowel movement, the cramp would pass. She was successful, and she had the bowel movement, but this time, she didn't just wet herself.
As her pee cam rushing out, she felt a strain of poop beginning to creep out of her bottom. She tried to hold it in by clenching up her rear end. She was beginning to enjoy a wet diaper, but a messy diaper was not so appealing to her. As she held in the poop, she skipped over (what would be termed as) just sobbing, and went straight to a full-fledged case of balling.
As to be expected, nature eventually got her way, and she released the poop. She continued to cry as she felt a long strain of poop come out of her bottom, creep up her backside, and empty in to the seat of her diaper. Following this strain of poop was a watery version of poop known as diarrhea.
What had started out as a weekend of fun in diapers had turned into an experience she was not having any fun with at all. She completed her pooping and reached back to feel how full her diaper was. She placed her hand on the seat of her diaper, and felt the warmth of what was smeared all over her bottom.
Completely upset and crying as sincerely as a real baby in a messy diaper, she rolled over onto her back not realizing that the poop would spread. She now had poop starting clear up at the top of the elastic in the back of her diaper, running down the length of her rear end, spreading all over each bottom cheek and continuing to spread up towards her crotch.
Quickly, she rolled back onto her side, and tried to figure out how she was going to clean herself up. She did not want Gabriel to find her like this. The whole idea of the weekend for her was to play the role of a baby and behave as one....to a certain degree. This situation was way beyond what she wanted to engage in.
Every thought that passed through her mind made her even more upset. Gina, a 22-year-old female that had been potty trained since the age of two, found herself laying in an extremely messy diaper unable to figure out how to fix the situation. She was so beside herself that the idea of standing up and getting out of the crib had not occurred to her. She was unable to think like an adult. One adult thought that did cross her mind, several times, was the fact that Gabriel was not going to be “in to” changing a messy diaper at all. She was sure of it. Not only would she feel embarrassed by Gabriel cleaning poop off her, but she did not want the guy whom she was attracted to, to see her in this condition.
Sure enough, the door opened and in walked Gabriel. She looked over at the clock and it read: “6:03 a.m.”. Gabriel walked over to the crib, and lowered the side of the crib. He knew full well what had happened, and Gina looked up at him with her tear stained face and closed her eyes as two more tears rolled down her cheeks.
He leaned over her. She expected him to say he was leaving, and that this had gotten too real. Instead, Gabriel picked her up, messy/wet diaper and all, and carried her over to the changing table. He laid her on her back on the changing mattress, and she felt the poop spread even farther in every direction. Still crying hysterically, Gina sat up when Gabriel put his hand under her back and gently began to raise her. She leaned her head forward and buried her face in her hands, as Gabriel noticed that the mess had now spread part way up her back.
He laid her back down and exited the room. No more that two minutes later, he returned with a basin filled with soapy water, a sponge, and a white towel. He sat her up again, cleaned the poop off her back, and dried her. Lowering her back down to the mattress, he removed her pacifier which she had so faithfully kept in her mouth throughout this entire ordeal. With a grin, he produced another bottle of warm milk that she reached out and grabbed with enthusiasm. Apparently, Gabriel was not disgusted or hesitant by the task put before him. In any event, the bottle of warm milk represented the fun part of this weekend.
Eager to be a baby again, she began to drink the bottle while Gabriel removed her messy diaper and started to clean her thoroughly. He took his time cleaning her, and as he finished drying her off, she was finishing the bottle of milk. He took the bottle, set it down, and put a new pacifier in her mouth. A huge smile came over her face as she leaned up and hugged him.
When she hugged him, he wrapped another towel around her naked body, and picked her up. She looked at him awkwardly as he had not put a new diaper on her. He carried her into the bathroom where a tub full of warm water, filled with bubbles, had been running. Gina's heart began to race and she bobbed up and down in his arm like a little girl.
“It's bath time, BabyGirl,” Gabriel finally announced, the first words she heard him say that morning. He unwrapped the towel from her naked female body, and sat on the edge of the tub as he lowered her into the water.
The water was warm, as her feet and legs made contact, then her bottom and crotch, stomach, breasts and arms, and up to her neck. As he let her rest on the bottom of the tub, she let out a tiny whimper and a soft moan. Gina leaned her head back and relaxed. She was overjoyed to see how perfectly her situation had changed from what she thought would be thoroughly humiliating and anything but a happy memory into a pampered haven filled with rapture.
Gina gazed up at Gabriel as he bathed her body with delicate strokes from a soft white cloth. For the first time, she felt love for him. He even washed her hair. As he lifted her out of the tub and dried her, he paused to gaze at her moistened female figure. Being a petite female with a great deal of beauty, she was always shy when guys would look at her body, but this time she felt no fear or bashfulness at all.
He wrapped the towel around her waist like a diaper and laid her on the floor. He walked out of the room, and instructed her to follow him. Obediently, she crawled after him. He kneeled by the blanket still laying on the floor in the living room. She crawled over to him and saw that he had a diaper and a container of powder along with some clothing waiting for her. She crawled over and laid down on her back in the middle of the blanket.
He removed towel from her body, and reached over for the diaper. Laying the diaper out flat, he poured a generous portion of powder into the crotch area and the bottom area. Gabriel reached over to tap Gina on her bottom when he stopped. He grabbed hold of both of her ankles instead and lifted her up on his own, placing the heavily powdered diaper underneath her before lowering her bottom and legs.
As Gabriel fastened her diaper, Gina noticed how cool the powder felt and the strong, sweet scent that was coming out of her diaper. He reached over and grabbed an extra large dark blue t-shirt that he had brought in his bag. He dressed her in it and spread her wet hair out on the blanket before he wrapped her in the blanket and bundled her up nicely. He exited the room for a minute and returned with what appeared to be an enlarged baby seat for a car. Laying in a bundle on the floor, Gina looked up at him in disbelief. He must have brought the seat with him because she had never seen it before. He turned on the TV, and placed the baby seat up against the couch facing the TV. He picked Gina, bundled blanket and all, and placed her in it. Again, he disappeared from the room.
Gina sat in the babyseat, and delighted at how fresh and cool her diaper felt. With every little movement she made, a sweet puff of baby-powder-scented air came out of the blanket.
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