The Diapered Female/Chapter4
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A trip to the store
Gabriel returned with something in his hand that she did not get a good look at before he placed it up on the couch above her. He scooted the seat forward and lowered the back.. She was now laying at a 45 degree angle. He reached up and brought down a bowl of steaming soup, or so it looked. He sat next to her and dipped a spoon into the bowl. He leaned over and fed her the contents of the spoon. She swallowed, and grinned as she realized what she was being fed.
Somehow, some way, Gabriel knew what her favorite food was. And this food fit right in with the theme of the weekend. He sat next to her and spoon fed her an entire bowl of warm, soupy, oatmeal. She had no idea how he knew and she didn't care. She just laid in the baby seat, all bundled up in a blanket with an extra large dark blue t-shirt covering her diaper, and ate each spoonful as it was given to her.
Upon completion of her breakfast, Gina was taken out of the baby seat and laid on the couch. Yet again, Gina was pleasantly surprised when Gabriel gave her a stuffed animal to hold, but not just any stuffed animal. He gave her a Winnie the Pooh, her favorite cartoon character. Along with this he handed her a thin light blue blanket. She looked up at him with a strange look on her face. “This blanket was given to me when I was 18 months old. I slept with this blanket by my side until I was almost ten. Now, I'm giving it to you, and I want you to take good care of it for me. Can you do that for me?” She nodded. “That's a good girl,” he said as he patted her on her diapered bottom. She smiled behind her pacifier, and laid on her back looking at him watch TV.
It was now nearing 7:30 a.m. on Saturday morning, and the sun had begun to ascend higher and higher in the sky. The golden beams of sunshine came in through the window and touched her body. Seeing how she had a rather rough night with a lot of interrupted sleep, she was still a little tired. She closed her eyes and began to fall asleep when the warm milk and oatmeal caught up with her.
Laying flat and fearing nothing this time, she released her muscles and thoroughly soaked her diaper while also discharging a strand of poop. She smiled while doing this, knowing that Gabriel would take care of the situation for her. She was beginning to feel more and more like a baby as the weekend went on. Gabriel had taken all the stress of adult responsibility away from her by taking all responsibility away from her. She knew that all she had to do was allow herself to be dressed and treated as a baby while doing what she was told. She was starting to like this feeling of complete helplessness and infantilism.
As she finished soiling and wetting herself, she wiggled her body around on the couch in a manner to suggest to Gabriel that she needed her diaper changed. She closed her eyes, scrunched up her face, and muttered out a slight whimper before relaxing herself into sleep.
Gabriel had begun to smell the mess Gina had made and he reached over and lightly placed his hand on her crotch to feel if she was wet. All Gina could remember was feeling herself being picked up and laid on the ground, and having her diaper changed. She never woke up and laid on the floor for the next two hours.
Shortly before 10 a.m. she was awakened by Gabriel putting socks on her feet and then shoes. She sat up when he started to tie them. She stood to her feet, and made some noise from behind her pacifier in an effort to hint to Gabriel that she did not know what was going on. She then backed away for fear that the shoes on her feet meant a trip outside the house was about to happen.
He picked up his keys, and took her by the hand. She profusely shook her head, and tried to pull away while beginning to cry. Gabriel began to speak, “BabyGirl, do I have to take down your diaper and spank you? Do you want that to happen?” Gina shook her head “no” while Gabriel pulled her close to him. She wrapped her arms around his chest, and looked up at him while continuing to shake her head “no” in an attempt to persuade him to let her stay home. “You need more diapers, BabyGirl. We're going to go to the store and come right back.”
He picked her up and began to head for the door. Her whimpers were accompanied by a nervous shake. She had every right to feel scared. After all, her current outfit consisted of an extra large dark blue t-shirt that covered the majority of her diaper, but not all of it, and a pair of socks and shoes. This may not have been so bad because she had worn really long t-shirts in public that covered her shorts completely making it look like she had no shorts on. Maybe no one would notice her diaper.
All her hopes of getting through this unnoticed by anyone were shot down when she realized what was still sticking out of her mouth. She was sure he would not let her take the pacifier out of her mouth when they reached the store. So uncertain of what she was about to go through, she laid her head on his shoulder and softly whimpered as he took her out of the house and to his car. He unlocked the doors and set her on the passenger's seat in the front. He got in the other side, and handed her another baby bottle, but this one was filled with apple juice. She took the bottle and waited until Gabriel removed pacifier before beginning to drink from it.
He allowed her to lay down as she drank, using his knee as a pillow. The arrived at the store, and Gabriel parked the car. He got out and walked around to her side and opened the door. He extended his hand to her. With great reluctance, she took his hand and stood up out of the car. She handed him the partially drunken bottle of apple juice. He just stood there and shook his head. “I'll take that bottle back from you when it's empty.” Immediately, she put the bottle back in her mouth and began sucking the apple juice out of it with a great intention to get it done fast.
Luckily, she was done with it by the time they reached the store's entrance. She handed the empty bottle to him. He took it and handed her the pacifier. She just stood there and slowly lowered her head. He placed the pacifier in front of her lips, and very sheepishly she opened her mouth to accept it. He reached back and patted her diapered bottom while saying, “That's a good BabyGirl.”
As they entered the store, Gina kept her head lowered allowing her long hair to cover her face. She looked up and then realized that Gabriel had driven her to the supermarket right in the middle of their college's campus. Fear shot through her body again. This was the store she went to when she wanted to buy diapers for herself. When she bought the diapers, she told the cashiers that she had a grandfather living with her family them. She had been waited on by practically every employee. The cashiers working today were bound to have waited on her in the past. This situation was getting more despairing by the minute.
Gabriel took her hand and walked with a fast pace straight down the first aisle. Gabriel was six feet tall, and Gina was only about 5' 6" tall, so his strides were a lot longer than her strides. This meant that for every fast-paced step he took, she would have to take two or three steps. She was almost jogging to keep up with him. Her diaper was crackling and making a lot of noise with every step she took. People were staring at her.
Gabriel did not know what aisle the adult diapers were in, so he walked her through every aisle until they reached aisle seven. There on the right side in the middle was the female sanitary section. He walked over and began looking through the products on the shelf. She stood behind him and squatted down to the floor, resting her back against the opposite row of shelves. She continued to keep her head lowered.
Gabriel was the only guy in the entire aisle. He was mixed in with a bunch of teenaged and young 20-year-old females looking through the merchandise on the shelves. He picked up a box of maxi pads and turned it over pretending to read it with great interest. He put it back on the shelf, and picked up a box of tampons, and did the same thing. He put them back, and then picked up a package of adult diapers known as “attends”. He looked back at Gina, who was still squatting down on the floor. With a smile, he extended his hand and said, “BabyGirl, I need you to stand up for a minute.”
Gina looked up at him and quickly tried to stretch the t-shirt to make it reach lower and hopeful cover her entire diaper. She had no such luck. She reached up and took his hand. He helped her to her feet, and then looked back at the package of diapers in his hand and then at he waist. He then proceeded to lift the t-shirt up, exposing her diaper to every other female in the aisle. She lowered her head again.
He let go of the t-shirt and made her carry the package of diapers as they headed towards the checkout. “Thank God!” she thought. They got in the “speedy checkout line” and this also made Gina happy. Anything that made them leave sooner was okay by her.
There were two or three people in front of them, and luckily no one behind them because Gabriel had placed his hand on her diapered bottom and was patting it and rubbing it. The first two people went through, and Gabriel stepped up to the counter and placed the package of diapers on the conveyor belt, waiting for the person in front of him to go yet. It was at this point that Gina recognized who the cashier was. Behind the register was Becky, a friend of one of Gina's roommates. Becky and Gina also had the same history class. Gina began to shake again. Her knees began to shake the worst. She felt herself get dizzy and she reached out and clenched ahold of the counter to keep herself standing.
It was at this point that the apple juice she guzzled caught up with her. She felt herself release a stream of pee into her diaper as she collapsed. On the way down to the floor, Gabriel grabbed her right arm and lifted her up into his waiting left arm. She lowered her head and rested it on his shoulder making certain to face it away from Becky.
“Is she okay?” Becky asked.
“Yeah, I think she's just tired, and by her smell I think she needs her diaper changed, too.” Gabriel replied. “All she seems to do is eat, sleep, and mess her diaper.”
“What's her name?” Becky asked.
“Sarah,” Gabriel answered.
“Sarah,” Becky said. “She seems kind of big to be wearing diapers. How old is she?”
“Twenty-two,” he responded. “She has a bladder condition that keeps her in diapers all day and all night.”
“Can I hold her?” Becky inquired.
“No, she's kind of shy, right now. Have a nice day” Gabriel concluded with.
Gabriel exited the store carrying Gina in his arms. He laid her down in the front seat of his car. She was partially conscious, but in a state of shock. She was so certain that she was going to be caught that she fainted. She now laid on the front seat of the car and did not move a whole lot during the ride home.
They arrived back at Gina's apartment, and Gabriel carried her into the house and straight back to the “nursery”. He sat her on the changing table and began to take off her shoes and socks. The pee in her diaper had cooled off and now was beginning to just smell. It no longer felt good. Gabriel laid her down on the changing mattress, and removed the t-shirt. He then removed the diaper, and wiped her clean before powdering her bottom and putting her in a fresh new diaper.
Starting to wake up, Gina was carried out into the kitchen and laid on a blanket that was laying on one of the counters. Gina watched Gabriel as he rinsed out the baby bottle and began to warm up some milk.
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