Regression Therapy

Chapter Description: Emily spends more time with her babysitter and discovers that Amelia has left her an anniversary gift after all.

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“Shall we go through to the living room?” Davina asked. When she had first arrived, she had been a lot more authoritative. It seemed like the recent conversations had shaken her.

“OK.” Emily replied. She didn’t have any idea what else they could do.

Once back in the living room Emily went to her playpen automatically. Davina returned to the same seat she had been on before and there was silence. This time it was Emily who spoke up.

“Could you… Could you tell me more about ABDL stuff?” Emily asked, “And how you know Mo-… Amelia?”

“OK, what would you like to know?” Davina asked.

“Everything.” Emily replied.

For the next hour Emily sat cross-legged on the floor. Davina told her everything she knew about the ABDL lifestyle. Unlike the conversation at the dinner table Emily asked some questions, specifically more personal ones. She found out that Davina and Amelia had been friends for a long time and had actually met at an ABDL meetup during college. They had hit it off and remained friends even when they didn’t see each other often.

“So… Does this make me an ABDL?” Emily asked.

“I don’t know.” Davina shrugged, “How do you feel about it?”

Emily thought hard. The response that instantly pushed to the front of her mind was “I hate it, obviously!” But she didn’t say that. At the start of it all she hated the diapers more than anything, but she hadn’t felt that way in a long time. These days the diapers felt like a normal part of her life, many times they were actually quite convenient, she couldn’t remember the last time she had even thought about using the toilet. Beyond the diapers other things weren’t so bad either. The more things that had changed in Emily’s life the closer Amelia seemed to get to her, which she liked. If she was entirely honest with herself, their relationship had never been better, even with Catherine practically taking her place.

Emily had a lot to think about. She hadn’t even considered that people might do this for fun and now she was being asked if she liked it, liking it hadn’t even seemed like an option that was available to her. She didn’t know if she could. She didn’t know if she wanted to.

“Come here?” Davina said.

Emily stood up and stepped forwards. Davina reached down to check her diaper again. To seemingly no one’s surprise Emily’s padding was very wet. Davina patted the wet plastic a couple of times; she didn’t need to say anything to let Emily know it was time for a change.

The gate to the playpen was opened and Emily walked out. This time she walked up the stairs first with Davina right behind her. The pair went to Emily’s bedroom and walked inside. Emily stood next to the changing table and waited with her legs a little spread apart. Despite the revelations of the evening Emily was still sticking to her role, the thought that she could undress or even change her own diaper didn’t cross her mind at all. She waited for Davina to pull the front and back flaps apart. She was a little surprised when the babysitter pulled the onesie over Emily’s head completely. Her breasts were left exposed as the puppy onesie was tossed on to the floor next to the bed. Emily went to get up on to the changing table but Davina stopped her.

“On the bed.” Davina said.

Emily frowned. With the changing table right there, Emily didn’t understand what Davina was doing. She was long past questioning decisions though and she didn’t even put a towel down as Emily laid on the edge of the bed. Rather than going straight to a diaper change Davina laid down next to Emily.

“You’re ridiculously cute.” Davina said quietly, “You know that?”

Emily was confused. She didn’t reply as Davina’s hand slowly moved towards her breast. The weight of one of her boobs was held in Davina’s hand, it felt nice but Emily didn’t know what was going on. Should she be allowing this? What would Amelia think? Did Emily even care what her wife thought?

“I… don’t understand.” Emily said.

“You can just tell be to stop if you don’t want it.” Davina said softly.

“But why would you want to?” Emily asked, “When I’m… like this.”

“Because it’s my fetish.” Davina chuckled and then leaned in closer, “And because I want to.”

Emily was still in shock when Davina leaned in and kissed her flush on the lips. Emily’s breath caught in her chest as she closed her eyes. Inside her diaper she felt her penis responding to the touch. She pulled back.

“But what about Amelia?” Emily asked. She could see Davina was flushed in the face, “I… I can’t be bad.”

As soon as the words left Emily’s mouth, she felt herself blush. She wasn’t saying no because cheating was wrong or because it would mean she was being unfaithful; she was saying no because she didn’t want to be a “bad girl.” Davina was smiling widely. She leaned even closer.

“You think she doesn’t know?” Davina whispered.

“What!?” Emily exclaimed.

“I don’t think you realise just how kinky your wife is.” Davina chuckled, “But if you don’t want to do anything I’ll understand.”

“No… Well, I… I mean…” Emily was flustered, “Y-You’re very beautiful and… I just…”

“Just let me take the lead.” Davina said with a smile, “And if you want me to stop you can just tell me.”

Emily swallowed nervously. Was it true? Had Amelia really set her up on a “date” with a beautiful woman? With what she got up to with Catherine maybe it shouldn’t have been a surprise that she would be open to doing such a thing but Emily thought that was something meant entirely for the “grown-ups” in the relationship.

Davina leaned in and kissed Emily again. She didn’t pull away this time. Instead, a hand went round and held Emily’s head close to her own. Emily felt her babysitter’s tongue prodding and licking against her lips. She relented and opened her mouth allowing access to the inquisitive invader. Emily let out a soft moan that was muffled by Davina’s mouth.

Emily’s eyes were closed as she was kissed as passionately as Amelia ever had. She jumped as she felt a hand on her diaper, pressing it in against the cage that was containing her special area. The hand slipped round to Emily’s rear and pulled her closer until Emily and Davina were touching. The smell of Davina’s perfume was overpowering and somehow weakened Emily’s defences even further.

A battle was still going on inside Emily. If Amelia had truly said this was alright then… it wouldn’t be naughty to do it. It felt naughty though. It felt like Emily was being bad but rather than making her pull away from Davina’s amorous touch it was simply exciting her further. She had been a good girl for so long, being bad felt exciting and intoxicating. With the last of her common-sense Emily pulled her head back and finally broke the kiss. She was panting.

“Y-You’re sure Amelia said this was OK?” Emily asked.

“She’s one of my oldest and dearest friends.” Davina replied, “She said if we hit it off and things led to… well, here, that it was fine with her. In fact, I believe her exact words for this situation was “have fun.””

Emily swallowed. She wasn’t sure how good of a judge of character she was but Davina appeared to be telling the truth. Her hand ran up Emily’s back and then back down to the waistband of the diaper. She encouraged Emily to touch her as well. With a shaking arm, Emily reached out and gingerly cupped one of Davina’s breasts through her clothes. She was a little embarrassed to admit that her mouth was salivating even more than it usually did these days. When she imagined those breasts free of the dress, they were hiding under she was imagining herself drinking in the babysitter’s essence.

Davina rolled so that she was on top of Emily and pinning the diapered woman to the bed. She leaned down and kissed around Emily’s neck before moving down to her breasts. She circled a tongue around Emily’s nipples, occasionally flicking at them and producing breathy moans from her. It had been a long time since Emily had thought of herself as a sexual being like this. Even with Amelia increasingly “playing” with her recently this felt different, like Davina was expecting Emily to participate.

“We’ve got more in common than you think.” Davina said as she pulled her mouth away from Emily’s chest.

“Huh?” Emily grunted in between another small moan.

“You’ll see.” Davina’s smile was broad.

Emily didn’t have time to answer more questions. Davina was going in to kiss her again. This time there was more passion behind the meeting of their lips, less timidity. Emily pushed her tongue out briefly as if battling for control of the embrace but she was soon in retreat. She let out a moan as she surrendered herself to the babysitter. Her hand went up to the zip on the back of Davina’s dress and after some blind fumbling she was able to pull it all the way down. The dress sagged and then dropped away.

Davina pulled away just long enough to remove the dress. Emily stared up with wild eyes at the toned body of her illicit lover. Davina’s bra fell away and her breasts, almost as large as Amelia’s dropped ever so slightly with their newfound freedom. Just as Davina was laying back down on top of Emily the diapered woman thought she saw something. She didn’t have time to speak, but as she looked down the statuesque body of Davina, she thought she saw a familiar bulge in her panties.

Emily didn’t have time to process that though. The sensory overload was making her mind race and as they kissed again a hand snaked down between Emily’s breasts and over her belly. It reached the diaper where it paused for only a moment before gripping the front of the wet disposable.

Emily felt Davina grunt into her mouth and felt a sudden pulling. A hard yank on the diaper caused it to start ripping. Davina continued to tear at it until there was space enough for her hand which snaked inside the front. It was soon cupping Emily’s princess parts.

“Do… Do you have the key?” Emily asked as she separated her lips from the babysitter. Her cheeks blushed wildly.

“Afraid not.” Davina replied, “But don’t worry. I have other ways of making you feel good.”

Emily had to admit she was disappointed. Her penis so rarely got direct stimulation these days. It strained against the pink plastic prison it was locked into as Davina’s fingers rubbed all over it. Every time they found a bare patch of skin, either on the penis or on Emily’s balls the diapered woman wriggled wantonly. The hand danced in the hot and humid confines of her underwear seemingly unbothered about the urine soaked into the padding.

“What did you mean you’re like me?” Emily asked. After hearing about the ABDL stuff she had thought she might know the answer but Davina wasn’t wearing a diaper. She had noticed something that left her curious though…

“All in good time.” Davina replied.

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