She looked up at me with a complete innocence in her big dark eyes. Nothing said "look at me, I'm a baby, love me," like the look she gave me. I smiled warmly and gave her a kiss, making her giggle. I loved to make her giggle, it gave me such a warm tingly feeling inside. She said "goo" and shook her rattle. There was nothing I wouldn't do for her. She paused and blinked, I gave a questioning look. There was then a soft hissing sound and a blush against her cheeks. I knew what was happening and it made me blush along with her. It didn't stop her from giggling and squealing with joy. She then started playfully squirming, laying there on her baby blanket. The hissing sound eventually stopped after a while. The only sounds that were left were the crinkling that she made when moving, followed by the jingling of a rattle, the sucking of a pacifier, and the cooing like that of a baby. She was a baby! She wasn't quite seventeen, but with the heart and mind of a little toddler. She was able to melt your heart down to a gooey consistency that you couldn't get enough of. She looked up at me and babbled a bit of baby talk. I couldn't help it, and kissed her on the forehead again with a grin. She shook the rattle again and whimpered, giving me the most innocent look as before. Before I knew it, she was on the verge of tears. I hushed her and gently stroked her cheek, "it's okay," I soothed. She blinked a few times and looked up at me, as if to ask me to fix it. Indeed, I got up and went to go get what was needed to do so. A new diaper, a package of baby wipes, and a bottle of baby powder at hand, I returned to her. "It's gonna be alright," I told her with a smile. I handed her the teddy bear that I got her for Christmas, to which she squeezed lovingly. With her legs slightly spread, I began to untape the old diaper, right side top, right side bottom, and repeat with the left sides tapes. The faint smell of urine lofted into the air as I opened it, only to find of course what is to be expected inside, soggy yellow padding. I smiled a little as I removed the absorbed diaper out from under her, wadding it up. She was just so innocent, I never minded changing her diapers. I took a single baby wipe and helped her legs up, and began to clean her most sensitive areas. She blushed a lot, I'm sure I did, too. Diaper duty is never fun unless you make it in some way, so once I was done cleaning her thoroughly, I paused the change for a few moments of fun. I grinned as I pushed her shirt up a bit and tickled her tummy. Almost instantly she was thrown into a fit of giggles and squirms, all smiles. I tickled up her sides and leaned down to plant a tender kiss just above her belly button. "Are you my baby girl?" I asked, poking her tummy softly. She giggled and replied with a happy smile, "goo!" Her smile warmed my heart as I got back to business. She wiggled her legs a little bit as I unfolded the fresh new diaper and helped it underneath her soft little butt, adjusting it as needed. Now I was almost done, I twisted open the cap to the baby powder and instantly the sweet smell overpowered the faint urine smell from before. I helped her legs up again and powdered her bum along with the inside of the diaper, making her giggle. You can never have too much baby powder. Once I was satisfied with the amount of powder, I had moved on to the last step in diaper changing, the diapering itself. I pulled the front up and over her, and snugly taped it over her small frame, left top, left bottom, and repeat with the right tapes. "All done, good girl," I said lovingly, giving her yet another kiss on the forehead. She beamed happily and wiggled her legs, enjoying the crinkling sound that followed. Indeed she was a very good baby girl, so well behaved, she hardly ever made a big fuss. She playfully clapped and put on a proud and satisfied look. I then helped her sit up by lifting her into my arms in a warm hug, a hug that I never wanted to let go of. She squeezed me softly, "I love you so much," I told her. She pulled the pacifier from her mouth and gave me a big kiss on the cheek, then, laying her head on my shoulder she sighed a very happy and peaceful sigh as I soothingly rubbed her back. She was my baby girl and as I said before, there's nothing I wouldn't do for her. Yes, that includes diaper changes.
Part Two:
Look at me, I'm a baby, love me. I was hoping she would notice the look I gave her. I looked at her with big eyes and she gave me a smile and a kiss on the cheek, I couldn't help myself, almost instantly I let out a giggle completely beyond my control, nothing made me happier than her company. I playfully said "Goo" and shook my rattle contently. She made me so happy, I could've stayed in that moment forever... It was then that I heard a soft hissing sound and I quickly realised what was happening, I blushed uncontrollably, I hadn't even noticed. I looked at her, almost expecting disapproval. There was no such thing, so I resumed my babyish ways... I sucked my pacifier, shook my rattle and squirmed on my blanket playfully. I cooed at her and she kissed me on the forehead and told me it was okay
and then it was. She'd already produced a fresh diaper for me and handed me my teddy and I squeezed him lovingly, I loved my teddy; He made me feel even more so like a baby, you'd almost believe I was one. I knew what was next, I expected awkwardness. She undid my diaper and disposed of it. It was here that she'd started cleaning me with a baby wipe, I'd never blushed so hard, after she'd done there was a moment of silence and this just made me worry even more as I sucked my pacifier again. But I quickly found myself distracted once again when she started tickling me, I giggled a babyish giggle. She asked me: "Are you my baby girl?" I didn't care, I knew I most definitely was. I nodded and responded with a "Goo" then I smiled big. She sprinkled me in baby powder and the sweet smell took over the room, she tapes up my new diaper snug and tells me "All done, good girl." That did it. I was smiling so much, I'd never been so happy in my life. She kissed me again and I squirmed like an infant, making all sorts of little sounds as she lifted me up into a warm embrace. She told me she loved me, I removed my pacifier to give her a big kiss on her cheek then I rested my head on her shoulder.
It couldn't have been more perfect.
