Copyright (C) 2000, H.  Grant.

COMMENTS: If you are offended by sex themes involving nepiophilia or
scat, DO NOT proceed to read this story!

STORY CODES: Fg,extreme pedo,nepi,diapers,ws,scat

STORY INTRO: Jill is a substitute caregiver at the Blenheim nursery
daycare center where she watches over infants ages 3 and under.  Proving
her skills as a prominant day care providor, she is invited to become the
private babysitter for little Shelly Masteson.  Despite her worthy
credentials, neither of Shelly's parents suspect Jill's dark secret - a
passion for sexual activity with toddlers!



Shelly In Diapers

by H. Grant

   
   Shelly waddled over to Jill at the far end of the nursery room. Her
pretty white diaper was bunched up in the crotch area and made a slight
rattling noise whenever her legs crossed. Being only two years old, she
was just beginning to learn how to walk. Her pretty little pamper looked
snug against her baby crotch and she seemed excited. The smell of baby
powder was unmistakable as she stood in front of Jill wearing her hair in
pretty pigtails. Jill was filling in for one of the workers at the
Blenheim nursery center. It was past 6:30 p.m. and all the other children
had departed. Shelly was the exception because both her parents worked
until 8:00 p.m. This wasn't the first time that Jill had filled in as a
substitute worker. The 25 year old red head had seen many days in the
nursery and changed many diapers. She had gotten the opportunity to act as
a fill in while she worked on getting her certificate in child care. The
real reason Jill was interested in infant care was the fact that she
enjoyed changing diapers.  For some reason, she found herself oddly
attracted to scat and urine - particularly that of a small child.

   Jill stared down at Shelly lovingly.

   "How are we doing today Shelly? How's my sweet baby girl?" She asked in
a high pitched voice.

   Shelly just stared up at Jill with a confused expression. Within
seconds she began to wet herself. The whole bottom side of her pamper
became soaked with pee. Jill picked her up and carried her to the high
chair - not realizing that Shelly had peed herself. At least not until she
located the wet area of her diaper and felt the moisture.

   "Oh my goodness!  Has little Shelly made wee wee?" She asked once again
in a high pitched voice.

   Within moments, Jill had placed Shelly on the pink changing table and
unfastened her diaper. Gently, she pealed back Shelly's pamper - revealing
a very pretty child cunt. Sure enough, there was a puddle of yellow
moisture at the base of the open pamper.

   "pee" Shelly blurted out as she stared at the ceiling waiting to be
changed.

   The nursery room was well decorated with child furniture from wall to
wall. A beautiful rocking horse stood at the far corner of the room
adjacent to the feeding high chair. The walls were decorated with clowns
and balloons. The children's various clay and paint projects were hung
about the walls as well - a nice gesture from the nursery room staff to
indicate their learning progress to the parents.

   Jill had enjoyed working with the nursery staff. She had moved to the
town of Bleinheim nearly three years ago and couldn't wait to get a job at 
the nursery. She had applied for work under the promise that she would 
obtain her certificate in child care within short order. Her boyfriend Tom 
Hill had gotten a job at a local construction company and had begun work
immediately that summer. The two had shared an apartment and split the
rent nearly fifty fifty. But the loving couple had fallen on hard times of
late due to a recent union strike within Tom's firm. For his part, Tom
tried desperately to obtain work through the means of sub-contracting, but
it wasn't always easy to say the least. In addition to that, he didn't
have very much income outside of his union benefits and payments. The
strike had been going on for nearly a year now and the money was running
low. It wasn't long before the tension mounted and the couple began
fighting. For Jill, it seemed these days at the nursery were the best
possible way to get away from it all. Besides, her sex life wasn't that
good either considering the stress they had been under in recent months. 
But that wasn't the real reason Jill had trouble getting in the mood for
Tom. She longed for a man to control her and dominate her. It seemed
every man she ever dated treated her with respect and courtesy and Tom was
certainly no exception. It was almost becoming a cliché.

   The other half of the problem of course was her insatiable addiction to
scat. At first, Jill felt shameful about this fixation. It began much
earlier in her life when she was still a toddler. She would often be
teased and humiliated on the changing table while her parents or caregivers
changed her. The degrading comments were relentlessly applied to her upon
every diaper changing session - especially when she was messy.

   As Jill grew older, she remained fixated on two aspects of that
childhood trauma. The first was the scat aspect of sex. The second was
the degradation she had faced at the hands of her father (in most cases).
As a result, she had grown to enjoy those memories - and even masturbate 
to them!

   Jill's lifestyle revolved around pornography and masturbation for the
most part. She kept a private stash of pornographic films and magazines in
the trunk of her car. Whenever Tom wasn't around, she would often pop in a
video involving the nude scenes of other women (often being degraded and
fucked by one or more men). This turned her on almost as much as scat. 
But her darkest secret lay in her ability to obtain child pornography over
the Internet. A technique she had mastered while she was still in school.

   She was extremely disappointed to find that there were hardly any
pictures of babies in diapers. She secretly fantasized about viewing
pictures of toddlers on the Internet with poopy diapers. But there were
none available. Of course, her real life experiences in the Blenheim
nursery were more than enough to satisfy her insatiable needs. She loved
the smell of a toddler's messy diaper. The sweet smell of poo poo as it
squished around inside their pretty white pampers - becoming all mushy and
smelly. The best part was when she lay them on the changing table and
opened their disposable diapers - revealing their tiny genitals smeared
with slutty dirty poo. All stinky and usually caked at the crotch, she
loved the big messes - the ones where the poo poo was smeared all over
their cute little hineys. Another aspect she enjoyed about changing poopy
pampers was the expressions on the toddler's faces. The boys usually had a
blank expression, but the girls would become rather embarrassed. Realizing
their degrading predicament, they would lie there with their smelly mess
exposed for all to see, and their cheeks would grow bright pink with
embarrassment while their cute little hineys were wiped with baby wipes and
their dirty diaper was removed and thrown in the diaper pale. The smell
was even more degrading to the girls as the older boys held their noses and
laughed at them. Jill made sure that all the other children in the nursery
could see what was going on during the diaper changing process and welcomed
their degrading comments and remarks. She just loved getting off on it and
it reminded her of her infancy.

   So there was little Shelly - staring at the ceiling while her pee pee
diaper was removed and replaced with a new one. This time, there was little
cause for embarrassment because all the other children had been picked up
much earlier and taken home. Jill finished swabbing her down and placed a
new disposable pamper on her baby bottom. Then she lifted little Shelly
from the table and placed her on the floor. Shelly stared up at Jill and
smiled - placing a finger in her mouth. Then she grabbed her crotch and
jumped for joy.  Now she was dry and she could go play again.

   Finally, Shelly's father arrived and picked her up. He was so glad to
see his little girl after a hard days work and he thanked Jill for staying
overtime to watch her.

   "Thank you so much Jill. I don't know why, but Shelly seems to be more
happy on the days when you're filling in. I'm sure she must like you." He
said in a kind manner.

   "You're quite welcome sir. I'm sure she's looking forward to going home
now though." Jill replied in a sweet voice.

   She liked Shelly's father a lot. He seemed like a kind and gentle man
who couldn't harm a fly even if he wanted to. He was also in very good
shape for a man of 33. His shoulders were broad (much like Toms) and he
had a big chest. Unfortunately, Jill found herself becoming less and less
attracted to an adult male's physique by the day. She was falling in love
with the nursery - especially the toddlers, and she wished that she could
someday work full time in the Blenheim nursery. Or better yet, open her
own childcare center. Until then, she reckoned that she would have to make
due with her current lot in life - that of a substitute caregiver in
training.

   Jill drove back to the apartment and found Tom in his usual place in
front of the television swilling a can of Bud and watching re-runs of old
sitcoms. They barely spoke to each other anymore. They had gone far
beyond the realm of fighting and were now content to sustain the
relationship as a matter of financial convenience. Quickly, Jill shed her
clothing and retired to the bathroom to take a warm shower.

   She bathed in the warm flow of water and imagined to herself that she
was taking a golden shower - bathing in piss! She let her imagination run
wild as she envisioned several men peeing on her and degrading her all at
once. If only she could convince Tom that this was what she really wanted.
To be told what a whore she was and pissed on all the time - maybe even
shit on! Then her mind skipped back to the nursery and all the poopy
diapers she had changed. All the beautiful mushy pampers drenched with
urine and stinky brown BM. Soon, she would be able to realize her dream. 
Soon she would be asked to work full time at the Blenheim nursery. Maybe
if she worked hard enough she would be promoted to the position of head
caregiver. That post currently belonged to Cindy - a 42 year old co-worker
who had been with the nursery since it's inception back in 1982. She
shared a partial ownership of the center with her husband Keith since
marrying him. Jill began to shiver with evil thoughts as she began to
devise a new plan. Maybe working at the center wasn't in her best
interests after all. Maybe if she could find a way to become a full time
babysitter for some of the toddlers in her own apartment, she wouldn't need
to obtain her certificate. Already she knew enough about child care to
protect them against harm or injury. All she would need to do was kick Tom
out of her life and live in the apartment herself. As things currently
stood, she was already paying most of the bills and supporting Tom during
this never ending strike, and somewhere along the way she had fallen out of
love with him. They almost never had sex anymore and the few times they
did, it was not enjoyable for her.

  That was it! Jill made up her mind to break the news to Tom. The sooner 
the better.

   The next morning, Jill presented Tom with a deadline to pack up his
things and move out of the apartment. She gave him two weeks to settle in
somewhere else. In the meantime, they agreed to sleep in separate rooms
and speak to each other only when necessary.

   The next two weeks went by ever so slowly for Jill. She was called into
work only once, but it had been a successful day for her in more ways then
one. She got to change her usual amount of dirty pampers. But most
importantly, Shelly's father inquired about her services as a babysitter. 
He was very keen on how baby Shelly had taken a liking to Jill. But more
importantly, he was running out of money to pay for Shelly's nursery school
expenses and he was looking to cut corners. Jill was more than happy to
offer her babysitting services for Shelly. Thankful for her support,
Shelly's father agreed to drop Shelly off everyday after school at Jill's
(now vacant) apartment. Jill was so excited. She couldn't wait to
humiliate and degrade Shelly to new levels of decadence - all in the
privacy of her very own apartment. It was like a dream come true!

   Tom picked up the last of his luggage and departed on Thursday for good.
It would be a long weekend for Jill. Not because she would miss Tom, but
because it would be four days until Monday. That would be the first of a
long series of babysitting sessions with two year old Shelly. Jill spared 
no effort in preparing her apartment for Shelly's arrival. She decorated 
the rooms as if she were about to give birth to her very own child. She
painted the walls pink and bought some cheap baby furniture from a second
hand store. She also bought plenty of pink and white disposable diapers
with some of the money she had in her savings account at the bank. Last
were the purchase of bottles, a high chair, baby wipes, and baby formula.
By Sunday evening, everything was in place and Jill was exhausted. Despite
her excitement, she would have no trouble sleeping that night.

   The next morning, Jill got up early. She showered and dressed herself in 
one of her favorite outfits that resembled that of the perfect nanny. It
looked kind of like a maid's outfit complete with shiny black high heels
and dark pantyhose. Quickly, she prepared the changing table and readied
the baby wipes and disposable diapers for little Shelly. She was so
excited her pussy became sopping wet and drenched her pantyhose. It was
almost as if Jill had wet herself. Sure enough at 8:00 AM there was a
knock at the door. Jill opened it to see Shelly's mother standing their
holding the child. Shelly looked tired and was resting her head on her
mother's shoulders.

   "Well hello there Mrs. Masteson!" Said Jill in a kind voice.

   "How do you do Jill? Good seeing you again. We're tickled pink that
you are able to watch over Shelly for us. My husband and I lead a busy
life and we just can't afford the rates at the Blenheim nursery school."
Said the young woman.

   "Not to worry. I'll take good care of her for you" Replied Jill.

   "I'm sure you will dear. I've heard some really good things about you
from my husband and I trust you implicitly." Said Mrs. Masteson. "Well I
really must be going. If you have any problems, feel free to call me at
work."

   Shelly's mother placed her daughter in Jill's arms and handed over a
slip of paper with a phone number on it. Then she departed for work. Jill
closed the door and carried Shelly over to the sofa. Gently, she lay Shelly
down for an early morning nap. After a few minutes had passed, Shelly was
sound asleep. Jill took the opportunity to gently spread Shelly's legs and
sniff her diaper. The smell of baby powder protruded from Shelly's
pampered crotch and Jill envisioned her sweet little pee pee hole inside.

   This was definitely going to be her kind of day. She turned on the
television and watched the morning news while she waited for little Shelly
to wake up.

   Approximately one hour later, Shelly was up and wandering around the
apartment exploring every possible room and closet. She seemed happy to be
in Jill's company and often went over to sit on Jill's lap. Jill didn't
force things with Shelly. She knew that in time, the little toddler would
have her accident and give her just cause to open her cute little diaper.
Shelly climbed up on Jill's lap and sucked her fingers while watching the
television. A soap opera was on and even Jill had become transfixed with
the show. Gently, she cradled Shelly in her arms. This had proven quite
difficult because Shelly was a growing girl and had already put on an inch
or two from when they first met.

   "How bout that little one? Are you going to make potties for me? 
Hmmm?" Asked Jill in her sweetest high pitched voice.

   Shelly was unable to talk back having very little knowledge of
vocabulary. She did however know what the words "poo" and "pee" meant
having been taught by her mother. To this extent, she was very good at
indicating when she had done her duty in her diaper. Jill placed her soft
hand under Shelly's bottom - feeling the plastic encasing the cotton
substance of her precious diaper. It made a slight rattling noise as
little Shelly squirmed around in her lap. Squirming was a sure sign of a
toddler's need to use the potty. Within a matter of moments, Shelly began
to pee inside her diaper. The little stream of urine squirted out of her
little baby hole and into her diaper - coating it with the juicy yellow
liquid that little girls are made of. Jill almost instantly felt the
moisture and lifted Shelly high in the air - pressing her backside against
her nose. Sure enough, the scent of baby piss was unmistakable and Jill
proceeded to carry Shelly to the changing table in her bedroom. Gently, she
lay the toddler on her back and lifted her little legs in the air.

   "Well now...it looks like baby Shelly has made a wee wee in her
diapey!" Said Jill in her customary high pitched voice.

   Shelly giggled while Jill unfastened her diaper and peeled back the
plastic fabric - revealing her precious wee wee hole. Her little baby twat
glistened with moisture and yellow piss as the diaper was completely
removed. Jill took out some baby powder and baby wipes and gently began to
swab her little tushy up and down - paying specific attention to the inner
folds of her tiny vagina. Shelly grew excited and began to coo while the
baby wipes were being applied to her clitty. The smell of pee pee engulfed
the room as her diaper was being changed. Jill leaned forward and smelled
the baby's cute little pisser. Having wiped the pee off, it was now pink
and fresh with baby powder. Jill darted her tongue out and licked the
little nub just above the little girl's crack. Shelly cooed with pleasure
as she felt something warm and moist wiggle around her pee pee hole. 
Jill's tongue felt all slimy and moist against her baby clit and she spread
her legs even wider to permit better access to her little cunny.

   "That's a good little cunt...spread your legs nice and wide so that
Jill can lick your bottom...goooood girl! You're behaving so well for
your babysitter." Said Jill in her sweet voice.  

    With expert precision, she darted her tongue even lower - exploring 
little Shelly's tiny brown anus. She circled the rim and spread little 
Shelly's cheeks apart - forcing her little brown hole to open slightly - 
emitting the slight smell of anal gas. Slowly, Jill pushed her tongue 
inside and tasted the sweet bitterness of Shelly's brown hole. Shelly 
squirmed on the changing table as she felt Jill's tongue push it's way 
into her tiny brown poo poo hole. Jill was growing excited as well. She 
reached under her dress and lifted it up so that she could fondle her 
juicy panties with one hand. Of course she could no longer hold Shelly's 
butt cheeks apart so she released them entirely. 

    Slowly, Jill began messaging her sopping wet panties while she stared 
down at little Shelly wiggling on the changing table. Gently, she slipped a
finger up underneath the elastic band of her white panties and fingered her
wet crotch - pushing an index finger up inside her. Jill was a rare breed
of woman in that she was a "squirter" by nature. She had multiple
ejaculations that resulted in a stream of juice squirting out of her vagina
- similar to urine. That was something that had attracted Tom to her when
they first met and was largely responsible for sustaining their sex life
until the end. Now, as she stroked her clit, she began to feel the
pulsating sensations build up in her cunt. Within short order, she began
to squirt repeatedly into her underpants - coating them with pussy goo and
stinking up the room in a pleasant womanly manner. The combined scent of
Shelly's pee soaked diaper and Jill's gushy panties enveloped the room in a
sweet sexual aroma - an aroma that would drive any man crazy if they were
present.

   When she was finished, she placed a fresh diaper on little Shelly and
carried her over to the feeding table for a snack. Shelly drooled a little
bit on her teddy bear shirt while she was being placed in the high chair.
Jill withdrew some infant formula from the cupboard and fed it to Shelly.
She stared intently at Shelly's crotch - anxiously awaiting her next
accident with avid anticipation. Shelly slurped away at the formula and
drooled some more. It was clear that she was just a stupid little girl who
giggled and messed her diapers frequently. Jill could do anything she
wanted with Shelly - anything! Dark and dirty thoughts began to creep into
her mind as she thought of the near infinite possibilities involving sexual
activity with the young toddler.

   "You're just a stupid little cunt aren't you Shelly?" Said Jill. 
"You'll do anything I want won't you my little darling. I'll bet you'll
even enjoy playing poo poo games with me won't you!"

   Shelly just continued drooling and spilling her food on her teddy bear
shirt. Jill had neglected to place a bib on her and it showed. Food was
slopped all the way down the little toddler's shirt and onto the floor
below. When it appeared that Shelly was finished her meal, Jill lifted her
out of the high chair and placed her on the floor to walk around. This
would (no doubt) encourage a little accident in her hiney. Shelly waddled
around and continued drooling on the floor. Jill observed her every move -
waiting for even the slightest hint of a grunt - or a slight expansion or
bulge in the child's diaper. Shelly seemed dim witted and perplexed by
what was on TV. She plopped herself down on her cute little rump and
watched the activity on the screen knowing absolutely nothing about what
was going on. She felt a slight pressure in her baby bowels - but not 
enough to make potty yet. She continued sucking on her fingers and 
drooling on the carpet. 

   Shelly didn't mind this at all. She was used to observing this type of 
activity among the toddlers at the Blenheim nursery. They would all sit 
collectively in front of the small TV and watch cartoons most of the day - 
just drooling and going in their diapers. Jill was used to observing the 
symptoms of a messy diaper. First, one of the children would start 
squirming uncomfortably while sitting down. Then the child would jump up 
and run around the nursery excitedly - stopping suddenly and squatting 
down. Within moments, Jill would observe the puffy white diaper push 
outward slightly and expand - forming a slight bulge in the back and
becoming more puffy. Within moments, the smell of poo poo would invade the
nursery causing the other children to look around and hold their noses. 
That was when Jill stepped in and invited the other children to come over
to the changing table to observe the mess the child had made.

   Now as she watched over little Shelly, she looked for the same symptoms.
Having already brought herself off once, Jill was in no hurry to rush
things with Shelly. She was bound to make a poo eventually and the smell
would undoubtedly give her away. Waiting patiently for something to
happen, Jill sat on the sofa and continued watching the soap operas. It
seemed like hours before Jill finally noticed Shelly fidgeting on the
floor. She began by shifting uncomfortably while she was seated.  Within
moments, she stood up and waddled around the living room grasping the back
of her crotch and drooling on the floor. Shelly continued doing this for a
few minutes before stopping suddenly and squatting down in the middle of
the room.

   "poo!" she stammered as the first of several BM's squeezed out of her
dirty bottom and into her clean puffy diaper.

   Shelly began making a huge mess - filling her diapers to the point where
some of the poop slithered out to the edge of her pamper. A brown smudge
poked out and streaked her inner thigh which was clearly visible to Jill.
Fearful that some of the mess would fall on the carpet, she scooped up
Shelly and carried her to the back room - placing her on the diaper
changing table.

   "Shelly's made a poo poo!" She said in her high voice as she raised her
legs and unfastened the little girl's pamper.

   The mess was enormous - engulfing most of the pamper in both the front
and rear. Shelly's bottom was mushy brown and very stinky. Some of the BM
had wedged it's way into her vaginal area making her smell even more.

   "My goodness...what a little slut you are! Pooing your pampies like
that!" said Jill.

   Jill scooped up some of Shelly's potty mess and began smearing it on her
belly button and thighs - coating the infant in the brown smelly mud. Not
only did she look like a slutty toddler, she smelled like one too! Shelly
must have realized how messy she was because she squirmed uncomfortably on
the changing table and tried to close her legs. It was no use struggling
however. Jill held the toddler's legs open and began smearing the shit all
over her slutty bottom and onto her lower thighs

   "That's right Shelly...it's time for your poo poo bath!" Said Jill as
she covered the toddler's lower body with dirty BM.

   The smell of Shelly's mess invaded the room and crept out into the
hallway. Soon, the whole apartment began to smell like a child's nursery.
Jill removed Shelly's diaper and held it up in front of the toddler so that
she could see it. Shelly's face grew pink with embarrassment as she saw
the filthy poo she had made in her pamper. The BM was smudged all over the
inner lining of the diaper while the rest was smeared all over her lower
body. The smell was powerful and pervasive and invaded Shelly's nostrils
like an unwanted guest. Sensing Shelly's displeasure with her
predicament, Jill reached down and began rubbing the little girl's clitoris
in order to make her feel good. It wasn't long before the little girl
began to coo and giggle with pleasure.

   After a while, Jill began to stroke her own clit while she observed
Shelly's messy predicament. The smell of poo poo was so intoxicating that
Jill achieved an orgasm in minutes. When she was finished ejaculating into
her underwear for the second time in nearly three hours, Jill wiped
Shelly's bottom thoroughly with baby wipes and applied talcum powder. Then
she placed a pretty pink diaper on her cute little bottom and lifted her
off the changing table. Once she was placed on the floor, Shelly ran out
of the room and down the hallway -confused and embarrassed. Even at the
young age of two, she knew what it felt like to be humiliated and right now
she felt it in the worst way. It was almost as if she had received a
spanking. The young tot nervously approached the sofa in the living room
and sat down on it. Her face was bright pink with embarrassment and her
rosy cheeks puffed out slightly. Nervously, she sucked her thumb and
fingers and tried to watch television. Again she found herself unable to
comprehend anything as the characters came and went on the screen with what
appeared to be meaningless dialogue. Jill walked into the room a little
later having changed her underwear and washed her hands. The two sat on
the sofa without touching each other for the remainder of the afternoon. 
As far as Jill was concerned, she was finished with Shelly for the day. 
She was no longer horny and cared little for Shelly's other needs. When
8:00 PM rolled around, Shelly was anxious to leave. This time however, she
didn't turn to hug Jill good-bye. Instead, she grabbed her father by the
knee and hid behind him while he discussed payment matters with Jill. This
struck Mr. Masteson as sort of odd, but he dismissed the behavior on the
assumption that the apartment was new to Shelly and was probably the cause
of her fearful behavior. Mr. Masteson departed on good terms with Jill
and took Shelly home.

   When they arrived at the house, Mr. Masteson took Shelly inside and
gave her a bath. He observed how clean she was and prided himself on
choosing Jill as a babysitter instead of paying the ridiculous fees
incurred by the Blenheim nursery. This was going to be the perfect
solution to their financial problems he thought to himself as he wiped
Shelly's private area with soap. Mr. Masteson was by no means a pervert,
and he continued cleaning Shelly without any hint of sexual advance.  When
he finished bathing her, he dried her off thoroughly with a towel and
dressed her in a pair of cute little training pants for the night. Then he
tucked her into bed and went out to greet his wife.

   "Jill is definitely a life saver." He said to his wife. "I don't know
what we would have if she hadn't volunteered to help us."

   "She is definitely a sweet girl." Replied Mrs. Masteson. "Maybe we
should invite her over here for dinner. I think it would be a nice gesture
on our behalf."

   Mr. Masteson's cock began to grow in his pants. While he was by no
means a pedophile, he definitely had an eye for Jill and had been trying to
think up ways to approach her behind his wife's back. It was the main
reason why he looked forward to picking Shelly up from the Blenheim nursery
everyday. Many nights he had drifted off to sleep fantasizing about Jill.

   "I agree." He spoke up. "We should invite her over for dinner. After
all, it is the least we can do for her - seeing as to how we are only
paying her seven dollars an hour to watch our daughter."

   Mrs. Masteson looked up from her paper.

   "You think we should invite her soon?" She asked.

   "Definitely." Replied Mr. Masteson. "She is certainly deserving of our
gratitude."

   The two of them chatted for another hour or so about Shelly's imminent
toilet training and medical bills. Then they went to bed.

   The next morning, Mrs. Masteson dropped Shelly off again at Jill's
apartment and asked to be let in for a brief chat. Having cleaned up the
apartment thoroughly from the previous day, Jill was more than happy to
oblige.

   "Come on in Mrs. Masteson, I'll be you're dying to see the apartment
set up I have for Shelly's needs." Chimed Jill as she opened the door for
her new companion.

   "Actually I came to extend my deepest gratitude for all your help with
Shelly in addition to an invitation to dinner at our house on Thursday
evening." Replied Mrs. Masteson in a sincere tone.  "My husband and I are
very grateful for all that you have done for us and we look forward to
intrusting with our daughter more frequently. Next month we plan on being
quite busy getting ourselves back on track with out work schedules and we
will definitely need your help watching over Shelly during that time."

   Jill nearly creamed her panties on the spot. She was going to have
Shelly practically all to herself. Barely able to hide her excitement,
Jill managed a slight blush at the prospect of babysitting Shelly more
often.

   "You shouldn't Mrs. Masteson!" Jill managed to reply. "I'm quite
flattered that you are pleased with my services as a babysitter. Would you
like to see the apartment?"

   "Yes I would if you don't mind." Said Mrs. Masteson as she looked
around the living room observing the large sofa and television.

   "No problem Mrs Masteson. Step right this way. I'll show you the
play room first." Said Jill as she led the way down the hall.

   "Is this your own place?" Asked Mrs. Masteson.

   "Indeed it is." Replied Jill. I used to live here with my boyfriend, but
things didn't quite work out the way we had planned. We split up about two
weeks ago."

   "I'm sorry to here that." Said Mrs. Masteson.

   "Don't be. I like living on my own and taking care of children."
Answered Jill.

   Within moments, they were in the playroom where Jill had carefully
stocked the floor with dollies and stuffed animals for Shelly to play with.
Next was the changing room where Mrs. Masteson was greeted by the sight of
a nicely furnished changing table complete with straps to hold Shelly in
place in case she struggled - not to mention a huge supply of diapers of
the pink and white variety. On the table next to the changing station lay
the other basic accessories - baby wipes, ointment, lotions, and baby
powder.

   "Wow! You certainly have gone out of your way for Shelly. I'm impressed!" 
Said Mrs. Masteson in a joyful tone.

   "Thank you. I appreciate the complement" Replied Jill.

   With the tour now complete, Mrs. Masteson said farewell and went to work
leaving Shelly in the care of Jill for the second day.

   "Come here little one. Don't be shy with me." Said Jill in a calculated
tone of voice.

   Shelly was hesitant to approach Jill at first, but she seemed to have
forgotten most of the previous day's events. Finally, she stepped forward
and embraced Jill.

   "That's my girl!" Said Jill in a friendly tone of voice. "We're going
to have a great time together you and I."

   With that, Jill led Shelly into the playroom to show her the new toys
she had purchased the night before. Of course, they were only bought to
serve as a distraction until Shelly pooped her diaper. Then the fun would
really begin. This time, Jill had plans to go a step further with Shelly.
Today she planned to give the toddler a bath - a special kind of bath. But
first it was play time, and then a stint in front of the television to
watch cartoons.

   Jill sat in the chair in the corner and observed Shelly playing with the
stuffed animals on the floor. Her cute little diaper was all bunched up in
the front and her chubby little legs looked oh so sexy! The stupid little
girl drooled on the floor and babbled in short sylibols. Her face was so
sweet and pink with color and she smelled of fresh baby powder.

   "Ga...goo goo!" she babbled as she wadded around the playroom floor on
all fours.

   Her diapered bottom came into view and looked very adorable. The
padding of the pamper was nice and white and bunched up in the back just at
is was in the front. Jill envisioned a mushy blob of BM at the center of
that cute little pamper - nice, brown, and sticky! She imagined little
Shelly waddling around and moving her legs in such a way as to smear the 
smelly mess into a bigger pile inside her pamper - making it smell even more.

   How wonderful it was to have this precious child all to herself to abuse
and degrade whenever she felt like it. And to top it all off, she was
being paid for this!

   Jill continued watching Shelly for about a half an hour. Then she picked
her up and carried her to the living room to watch cartoons. Jill was not
only waiting for Shelly to make potty, she was also hoping to build up
pressure in her bowels as well. She wanted to introduce Shelly to the
wonderful and perverse pleasures of a brown shower in the bath tub.

   After what seemed like an eternity, Jill felt the need to pee. 
Measuring her words carefully, she decided to sweet talk Shelly into the
bathroom.

   "Come on sweetie...your babysitter has to go potty. You want to watch
me go potty? Hmmmm?" Asked Jill in her usual high pitched voice.

   Shelly couldn't resist the sweet sound of Jill's voice. It sounded as
if something good and fun was about to happen to her. Quickly, she jumped
to her little feat and danced excitedly around the room - almost as if she
had to pee.  Jill led the stupid little girl into the bathroom and guided
her into the tub.  She quickly removed her dress and panties and pushed
Shelly onto her back.  The tub felt cold and unforgiving to Shelly and she
squirmed uncomfortably from side to side.  She was wearing nothing but her
puffy pamper.  Jill stood over Shelly and squatted down.  Within seconds
she started to pee all over the toddler.  Tiny splashes of urine streamed
down from Jill's vagina and onto Shelly's hair and face.  Some of the piss
tricked down the babies stomach and reached her crotch area - seeping into
her diaper.

   "That's a girl...hold still while I pee all over your slutty body!"
Said Jill in a firm but steady voice.

   The urine continued to rain down on Shelly - bathing her in yellow
steamy liquid that covered her from head to toe. She began to smell like a
little piece of white trash as the piss formed a puddle at the base of the
bathtub.

   "What a good girl! You're just a smelly little cunt aren't you...all
covered in filthy piss!" Said Jill as she degraded Shelly.

   The little girl began to whimper as she began to feel uncomfortable. 
She wasn't used to this and it had never happened to her before. The
liquid felt warm all over her precious little body and it smelled familiar
too.  Almost like when she was having her diaper changed. The scent of
urine triggered off feelings of humiliation within Shelly's little mind. 
She was only dimly aware that she was being used as a diaper for Jill's
pleasure. That's all she was....a human diaper.

   Jill continued hovering over Shelly - squeezing her rectal muscles. A
few moments passed with only the sound of Shelly's whimpering apparent. Then
Jill let out a loud fart as she felt more pressure building up in her
bowels. The BM was definitely coming. It was only a matter of time. 
Shelly squirmed back and forth in the tub and began sucking her fingers. 
She had gotten used to the cold feeling of steel against her back and she
began to calm down a little bit.

   That was when Jill's anus began to open and a dark brown circular object
began to emerge. It was very thick and very stinky. Slowly, the filthy log
began to squeeze it's way outward - forming a little curvature as it wormed
it's way out of the dirty opening. The more it escaped, the faster it went
until the entire log jutted out and plopped onto the little girl's tummy.
The stinky poop felt warm and mushy against the toddler's skin and began to
dry almost instantly. Shelly detected the odor immediately and began to
cry her displeasure. But it was too late. Another disgusting turd fell
onto her pamper and another one on her belly button. Three large piles of
filthy shit formed on Shelly's infant body and began to smell horrible. 
The whole bathtub had become a sewer and sweet baby Shelly lay in the
middle of it - squirming around like a slutty piece of meat.

   When Jill was finished making potty, she turned and looked down at
Shelly. She was greeted with the most beautiful sight in the whole world.
A stupid little white trash toddler covered in poo poo!  Jill almost
ejaculated right then and there. She had never had an opportunity to do
this before and she wanted to savor it to the fullest.

   "That's it you little white trash cunt. You're just a stupid little
toilet who babbles and shits her diaper!" Said Jill in a harsh and
degrading tone.

   With that, she reached out with her toe and smeared some of the feces
around on the little toddler's body - until she was coated with the mushy
brown mud. Then she took hold of Shelly's pee stained hair and wiped her
dirty butt with it until all traces of poo had been removed. Jill smiled
with glee and began fingering her cunt. Shelly had become just a stupid
dummy doll - lying in a tub filled with urine and filthy excrement.

   Jill continued fingering her cunt until she achieved a multiple orgasm
and squirted all over Shelly - rinsing some of the poop out of her short
blonde hair. Then she raised Shelly to her feet and turned on the faucet.
The incoming water helped to dilute and wash away the excrement in the tub.
Next, Jill took a rag and scrubbed Shelly properly from head to toe -
removing any evidence that would suggest that she had received her first of
many brown showers. Shelly stood still while Jill removed her diaper and
cleaned her bottom.

   When the cleaning process was finished, Jill lifted Shelly out of the
tub and placed some fresh baby powder on her cute little white trash twat.
Then she put a brand new pink disposable pamper on her baby cunny and
carried her into the kitchen for an early afternoon snack. Shelly looked
adorable in her new disposable nappy - all nice and clean!

   She was gently placed in a high chair and given some baby formula. Jill
made sure it was laced with a depressant medication to help the child
sleep. Jill had no interest in dealing with the infant whore outside of
sexual activity.  The toddler quickly devoured the formula and began to
grow tired rather rapidly. It wasn't long before the stupid little infant
slumped over in her high chair falling fast asleep.  Jill scooped her up
and carried her to the crib in the other room adjacent to the play area. 
Lowering her down on the plastic mattress, she gave the toddler a little
pat on the front of her pamper - feeling the sweet sensation of the elastic
bulge that covered her pink little pisser. Then she left the room to watch
television.

   The effect of the depressant was rather strong to say the least. And
little Shelly stayed entranced in her slumber until it was almost 8:00 PM.
When she awoke, it was almost time for her to leave. Her brain was foggy
and she could hardly recollect the events that took place prior to her nap.
Jill greeted her with a warm hello and a bright smile.

   "How's my little baby girl?" She asked gleefully.

   Shelly responded with a slight whimper as she was picked up and carried
into the living room. Her little pamper was warm and soggy and smelled
awful.

   "Does little Shelly need to be changed again?" Asked Jill in her sweet
tone of voice.

   Shelly just whimpered her response and placed her head on Jill's
shoulder. Changing direction, Jill carried Shelly into the changing room
and lay her on the diaper changing table. Slowly, she unfastened the tapes
that bound each end of the nappy together and opened the smelly diaper. 
She was greeted with the sight of filthy brown mush that had spread all
over the little girl's hiney and into the back end of the diaper. Taking
out some baby wipes, Jill quickly swabbed over the areas that were heavily
smeared with poop. Then she applied a dosage of ointment to prevent Shelly
from receiving diaper rash. After this was applied, she took out the baby
powder and rubbed it all over her twat and bottom - paying particular
attention to the tiny cracks and crevices that little baby girls are known
for. Finally, she applied yet another diaper onto the babies rump and
carried her back into the living room.

    Just then the door bell rang.

   "Well hello there Mr. Masteson." Said Jill in the sweetest voice she
could muster.

   "Hi there Jill." Replied Shelly's father.

   His cock began to grow in his pants. He loved it when Jill answered the
door and greeted him in that special sexy voice of hers. It drove him
crazy just thinking about it.

   "Is Shelly ready to go?" He asked nervously.

   "Why yes of course!" Replied Shelly in a joyful tone.

   She turned and went into the living room and picked up Shelly from the
sofa.

   Mr. Masteson handed over a few bills to Jill and thanked her for
babysitting.  Then he started to leave.

   "Oh Mr.  Masteson..." Said Jill in a hurry. "I think I will take you up
on that offer for dinner on Thursday night."

   "Great." Stammered Mr. Masteson - feeling more nervous than ever. "I
look forward to seeing you then."

   Jill quietly closed her apartment door while Mr. Masteson descended the
stairwell to the parking lot below. His cock was rigid with excitement as
he went to his car carrying Shelly in one arm. It was definitely going to
be a great week at work now that he had this to look forward to. Little
did he know that Jill was looking forward to it also - but for an entirely
different reason.


                                  THE END

AUTHOR'S NOTE: If you enjoyed this story, e-mail me at: hgrant@mrdouble.com