AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is free distribution. You may repost anywhere in it's complete, original, unchanged form, with this notice attached. If you are offended by childhood sexuality, teenagers, babysitting, oral sex, babies, toddlers, humans in general, or cheese, do not read any further. If it's illegal for you to read this story, don't. This is a work of fiction. Blah, blah, blah. The Tiniest of Lovers (mg,rom,cons,oral,diapers,pedo) by The Golem Ernie stood outside the doorway, not really knowing what to expect. He had only met these people once, and he had never met their daughter. He had no idea what could be awaiting him on the other side of the door. Slowly, he lifted his hand, and he knocked. A load squeal was heard. Then the door opened. "Hey there Ernie!", Leo said, excited that their baby-sitter was there at last. Ernie came highly recommended by his neighbor, Alice, whom Ernie had sat for many times. Apparently, Leo remembered, he was so good with kids, they'd listen to him even when they'd listen to no one else. He came back to reality. "Come on in, and meet Emily". "Alright", Ernie replied. He'd been anxious to meet her since he'd met Leo and his wife. They walked in, and immediately, a blonde, long haired 18-month-old girl, wearing a sky blue t-shirt, and a very swollen pink diaper. It looked like she hadn't been changed for hours. "Sit down, make yourself at home," Leo suggested. Ernie sat, his eyes glued on the small girl running around. She wasn't too skinny, nor too fat. She still had a babyish body. Her hair was very long, and surprisingly well kept, and was so so fair that it was almost white. She seemed very wondrous, and she looked at him for several minutes. She then smiled at him, and ran in the other direction. Her legs were a bit long, but not at all skinny. Ernie just couldn't take his eyes off of her. She was stunning. She was gorgeous. She was... "What do you think of our living room, Ernie?", Leo broke in. Without averting his attention, Ernie replied. "Beautiful." Leo, luckily, wasn't paying too much attention. He was just trying to make conversation. Ernie turned to him when Emily disappeared from the room to answer her mother's call. "Where are you two going tonight?", he asked, also trying to make conversation. "We're going to the Blue Peacock. It's a new nightclub in Brecklidge. I hear they got a great comic.", Leo answered. This got Ernie interested. He loved stand up comedy. He had a very sophisticated sense of humor for his 17 years. "Tell me about him", Ernie replied, enthusiastically. "Well, I don't really know much about him. I've never seen him before." Just then, Leo's wife, Betty, came in, followed by a smiling Emily. She now had on a pair of turquoise pants. Her diaper bulged through the material. She was obviously still unchanged. "We'll get out of here as soon as the missus finishes up Emily's dinner.", Leo said, flipping on the TV. Emily sat down, and began busying herself with some toys. Betty was in the kitchen fixing a personal pizza for Emily. Things went on like this for 5 more minutes, when Emily stood up. She walked over and stood in front of the door to her family's apartment. Once there, she bent at her knees ever so slightly until she was just barely squatting. This caught Ernie's eye. He was once again smitten with this beautiful, angelic toddler. What was she doing, he wondered. As Emily stood up straight, and walked back to her toys, it dawned on Ernie. She was peeing! His member gave a slight twitch. That diaper surely can't handle too much more, he thought, silently. Sure enough, as she sat down, the crotch of her pants began darkening around the leg bands of her diaper. She was leaking! Ernie's cock gave a more noticible jerk. He sat there, and watched it spread over the material. Emily hardly seemed to notice. Ernie figured she had leaky diapers all the time, and didn't really care about being wet. Just then, Betty noticed what her daughter had done. "Aw, Emily, you're leaking", she said in a slightly disgusted tone. Ernie guessed she hated wet diapers. "Leo, can you change her?", she then called. "Hon, I changed her last time. It's your turn." Emily continued playing with her toys. Ernie was intrigued. Suddenly, he called out. "I'll do it. I'm not on duty yet, but I could use the experience.",Ernie said, hoping he didn't seem too eager. "It's a bit nasty, but I'm gonna have to change her tonight anyway." Ernie didn't show how excited he was to actually change a little girl's diaper. He'd never seen a real little cunny before. Her wet diaper just sweetened the deal. He always liked looking at pictures of little girls in diapers sagging to their knees, and now, he just might get to handle one. "Alright.", Betty said, relieved that she didn't have to get pee on her hands. "Her diapers are in her top drawer." Ernie got up, and asked Emily if he could carry her into her room to change her. She smiled, but then she looked uneasy. A single warm smile from Ernie reassured her, and she put her arms up. Ernie picked her small, light body up into his big, powerful arms. He didn't mind the wet clothes a bit. He delib- erately placed his hand against the wet spot between her legs. He gave the saturated, leaking diaper a playful squeeze, and felt more warm, wet toddler pee come out onto her clothes. He snapped his teeth at her nose, playfully, a grin on his face. Emily giggled happily, and grabbed for his ear. With Ernie unable to move, she got it. The sitter and charge were instant freinds. Ernie laid little Emily on her bed, and pulled the now soaked turquious pants down. Her diaper was so swollen. It was fuller than he had ever seen in a picture. Every movement she made caused a little more urine to ooze out of the leg openings. "Did you drink a waterfall?" Ernie asked. "No.", Emily replied, giggling. She doesn't say much, Ernie figured. He went into her drawer, and was met with a wonderful sight. There had to be 50 diapers in here. 50 size 4 treasures covered in pink plastic. 50 thirsty diapers waiting to be drenched by this sweet little girl laying on the bed. The thought made Ernie's already hard rod even harder. He chose the top one, and walked over to Emily. "OK, I've never done this before, so you're gonna have to help me, Emily.", Ernie asked, hopefully. "OK", Emily answered. "What do I do first"? Emily grabbed one of the tapes, and tried to untape it. It was a bit tough for her, but Ernie got the idea. He slowly untaped the diaper. Somehow, the wet inside part touched Emily's shirt, so it had to be taken off next. Now the beautiful baby girl was laying naked on top of a drenched diaper. It was such a pretty sight that Ernie stood up and just looked at her. He smiled softly, looking into her eyes. Emily smiled softly back. "What do I do next, girl?", Ernie said, playfully. Emily pointed at a bottle of baby powder sitting on her dresser. Ernie walked over, and got the powder. He then shook some onto her wet private area. Something didn't seem right. So, Ernie put some powder into his hand, and began rubbing it into her most sensitive of areas. She giggled as he did this, and began to squirm. Ernie just smiled, and kept rubbing, a bit longer than necessary. Then, he put some more powder into his hand, and held her plump little vulva open as he put the powder between them. Emily sighed. Her breathing deepened. A tiny glistening of moisture appeared at her tiny opening. Then, saying he was sorry that he had to stop, stopped. He put the powder up, and when he got back, he found the 18-month-old girl slowly rubbing inside her folds between her legs. "I know it feels good, Emily, but I gotta get this on before your parents get worried. Plus, I don't think your bed wants peed on." Emily grinned at him. ***** Ernie had a bit of trouble at first, but got the diaper on his charge pretty well. Emily then raised her arms into the air, and he carried her back into the living room. On the way, he snapped at her fingers, and she grabbed his nose. Then he put her hand into his mouth, and got spit all over it. "That's for wetting on me", he grinned. Emily laughed and laughed. "Well, it's time for us to go.", Leo said. "Here's the number to the club. Call us if there are any problems. We'll be home by noon tomorrow. I love you Emily." Betty followed up, "You'll need to put her to bed before we get home, and she'll probably need a new diaper by then. Give her a banana for breakfast. Love you Emily" "Bye bye", Emily answered, waving babyishly. There was a smile on her face that said she knew everything was OK. Then, she grabbed Ernie's nose again. ***** After a few minutes, little Emily was on the floor, once again playing with her toys. Ernie, once again, was watching her, unable to remove his gaze. She was so beautiful. Her padded, pink bottom protruding into the air. Her soft, smoothe back. Her tiny, flawless feet. Emily sat up, and she faced him. Her smile made her that much more beautiful. Her tiny, almost non existant nipples were now visible as well. Emily's chest was a bit plump, but not fatter than average for a 1½ year old. Her skin was unbelievably soft. Like silk woven from an angel's hair. Speaking of hair, Ernie had never seen any so wonderful- ly angelic. So prismatic. So perfect. This was no mere human child, Ernie thought, but a goddess. Yes, Emily was a goddess. No, that's absurd. She's just beautiful. And sweet. And... Ernie's thoughts wandered, as he gazed unswervingly from his charge. Several minutes later, Emily's favorite show, The Powerpuff Girls, came on the TV. Emily got excited, and let out a squeal. Ernie laughed. Emily then pro- ceeded to get up, and climb onto Ernie's lap. This startled him a bit, but he by no means wanted her to get off. She sat on him, facing the TV. Emily was totally absorbed in the show, Ernie was totally absorbed in the person on his lap. He put his right arm around her tummy, and with his right, stroked her flaxen hair. His left hand began wandering a bit, and brushed the waistband of her pink diaper many times. Ernie's manhood gave a small jump each time. He also grazed her nipples now and again. His penis gave a bigger jump when this occurred. Emily didn't seem to notice the stiff piece of flesh under her diaper, and continued to watch her show. Ernie then let his hand wander onto the crotch of her still dry diaper. It was quite a bit stiffer than it had been wet, but was great to touch. He wanted to press in, and see if Emily'd feel it, but he didn't want to startle her. Instead, he moved his hand back to her tummy, and left it there. ***** After Powerpuff Girls was over, and Dexter's Lab came on, Emily got bored. She turned around in Ernie's lap, and began playing with him. She grabbed for his nose, but he dodged. He then snapped at her fingers, and Emily giggled. She stood up, and kissed Ernie right on the forehead. He turned purple. She gig- gled. She sat back down on his lap, straddling him. They just looked into each other's eyes, smiling. Both seemed happy. Both seemed, loving. Could it be, could two people overcome such an age discrepancy? Just then, Emily's smile turned into a look of deep concentration. She held her breath for a second, and Ernie felt a wetness spreading inside her diaper. This is so cool, he thought. She sat on my lap, and she wet her diaper. She can pee sitting on me, and it doesn't matter. Emily seemed to relax quite a bit after wetting herself. She halfway closed her eyes, and laid in Ernie's arms. He kissed her forehead, as she had his, and moved his hand to the crotch of her now wet diaper. It was so warm. So much softer than before. Emily grabbed his finger, and put it in her mouth. She proceeded to suck it as if it were a bottle. She fell asleep in Ernie's arms. ***** Ernie sat there another hour, with the wonderful feeling of a 25lb body in his arms, gently sucking on his finger. He kept his hand over her crotch, and the child had wet herself once more in her sleep. Ernie loved it, feeling the warm liquid rush into the absorbent material of Emily's diaper. It was moderately wet now, and very squishy. He loved looking at the pink plastic cover, and imagining what it would feel like inside. He had a problem though. HE had to pee, and HE wasn't wearing a diaper. He sadly took his finger out of Emily's mouth, and laid her on the couch. He then walked to the washroom, and relived himself. After he flushed, he noticed Emily was standing outside the bathroom, watching him. He had left the door open a crack, and she had waken up when he removed his finger. Ernie was embarrassed. "So, you were watching me, huh." Emily giggled in re- sponse. She ran back to the couch, squealing. Ernie lightened up, and ran after her. Emily reached her arms up, and Ernie picked her up, spinning her. They both laughed. When they had settled down a bit, Ernie looked at Emily, and he said, "I don't know if you'll understand this. I'm not completely sure I do. Even though I just met you, and you're so much younger than me, I think I love you." "I love you too!", Emily squealed, and kissed Ernie on his cheek. He knew she didn't mean it the way he did. Maybe she would come to though. ***** After the pair of lovebirds finished playing, it was time for Emily to eat. She sat down, and picked at her pizza. "What would you like to drink, Emily?", Ernie asked the small, pretty toddler. "Chocolate milk!", she answered. Ernie made some chocolate milk, and put it in a sippy cup for Emily. She sucked on it for almost a whole minute before going back to her pizza. After taking a bite, she got a concentrated look on her face again. Ernie knew her diaper had just gotten a bit wetter. Ernie made himself a sandwich, and decided it was time for Emily to have another new diaper after dinner. He made himself a sandwich, and sat down next to his charge to eat. When the finished, and Emily stood up, Ernie could see just how wet she was. She'd been in that diaper almost 3 hours, and it was starting to sag. It looked swollen between her legs, and bulged a bit in back too, because she had wet it laying down. It wasn't nearly as wet as when he got there, but was ready to be changed. Going by this new information, he guessed the other had gone 6 hours. Ernie looked Emily in the eye, and said, "OK, Emily. We'd bet- ter get you changed. She smiled, hoping for a repeat of the last changing experience. Her parents were never that gentle. The put on rubber gloves that hurt when they touched her, and put powder in her diaper, instead of on her skin. They'd just slap the new one on as quick as they could, and be done with it. Ernie was more careful. It seemed like he liked doing it. He even left her naked for a while. Emily loved the breeze. She put her arms in the air, and gave a squeal when Ernie picked her up much faster than normal. Ernie gave her diaper a gentle squeeze as he carried her into the bedroom. He kissed her cheek. She grabbed his ear. Then, Ernie laid Emily down on the bed, and untaped her soggy diaper. He left her lie there, on top of her wet diaper, as he got the powder. When he got back, she was once again gently stroking her intimate area. Ernie put the powder down. "Emily", he said, "I'm gonna make you feel really good. If you want me to stop, just say so, OK?" Emily looked quizzically at him. Then, a smile slowly formed on her face, and she said, "OK." It seems she knew what he was wanting to do, and she opened her legs wider. Ernie gently caressed her puffy labia. He slowly brushed his hand across her chubby little thigh, no larger than his bicep. Emily sighed. "Do you like this Emily?", Ernie asked. She nodded, dreamily. Ernie continued to softly rub her small, impish genitals. He opened her plump, puffy labia up, revealing her tiny opening, and her tinier hooded clitoris. He brushed her hood very softly and quickly with his finger. As if someone had put a jumper cable on her spinal cord, she jumped. Ernie asked if she wanted to stop. Emily quickly shook her head no, and asked him to touch her there again. Ernie did as he was asked, and her tiny body gave another jump. Emily sighed, her body rigid. Ernie couldn't resist much longer. "May I kiss you between your legs, Emily?", he asked, as sweetly as possible. Ernie was breathing hard. He was as stiff as he could get. Sweat poured from his brow. "OK", sighed Emily. She wasn't scared. She knew if she didn't like it, she could say stop, and he would. Ernie lowered his head down to the area between Emily's legs. He timidly gave her still wet mound a short lick. She tasted slightly of pee, but it was ac- tually pleasant. He kissed her mound softly, and licked lower. Emily's sighs turned to coos, then to small moans. Her body was rigid, her back arched. As Ernie continued to clean her with his tongue, Emily felt stronger and stronger good feelings between her legs. Ernie knew what was happening. Emily got closer and closer to orgasm, and Ernie planned his next move. He went by her motions. Emily gave a hard jerk, and Ernie removed his mouth. Emily looked up at him, wondering why he had stopped. "It's OK girl. But I gotta get this new diaper on you before you have to go again. Ernie grabbed the powder, and sprinkled a bit onto her engorged vulva. At first, Emily was sad that they stopped. But now, even the powder was making her softly jerk her hips. Then, Ernie poured some powder in his hand He rubbed it in, and Emily moaned softly. When he began rubbing it inside of her little tiny fold, she convulsed. Emily held her breath, and her body stiffened further. Feelings she has never had before race through her's, the tiniest of bodies. Her hips jerked wildly, as the electricity poured from her vagina toward her fingers and toes. Wave after wave of pleasure filled her. Emily had her first ever orgasm, as Ernie was powdering her for a change. The powder sufficiently rubbed in, Ernie grabbed another pink diaper. Emily laid lifeless beneath him as he fastened the tapes. A knowing smile on her lips. Her breathing was very shallow and relaxed. Ernie picked her up, and hugged her close. Emily kissed her babysitter on his lips. "Emily", Ernie asked, "Did you like that?". Emily nodded, babyishly. "Are you sleepy?", Ernie continued. The tiny girl nodded again, and placed her head on her caretaker's shoulder. Her fetched one of her bottles, which Emily only used to help her sleep, and filled it with some milk. They then went back into the bedroom, and Ernie laid little Emily's tired body on the mattress. As he was walking out of the room, a sleepy voice hit him. "Sleep with me, Ernie!", Emily pleaded. "I'm scared". Ernie didn't hesitate a second, and was in bed with his young lover in the blink of an eye. Emily sucked on her bottle, and inched closer and closer to sleep, as Ernie caressed her exhausted body. It wasn't long before she was out, her little body pressed up against Ernie's. He put his hand on her crotch, waiting for the inevitable flood that awaited him there. Soon, his wish was granted. He felt the plastic cover get very warm, and the urine rush in, splashing against the padding, and softening the outer layers. He felt the cottony pad turn to gel. He squished the contents as her warm urine cooled. And he fell asleep soon thereafter, his arm around his charge, the tiniest of lovers. THE END Written Summer 2003 on Windows XP Notepad.