The Birth Of Baby Ally
THE BIRTH OF BABY ALLY
It was a perfect storm of events that led to this story. To set the scene, Allison Porter was an attractive woman. She had blonde hair that always hung down gracefully behind her and blue eyes that held a sort of wounded sparkle in them.
Her skin had a mild tan and was soft to the touch. Her breasts were a little large for her 5? 7? frame, somewhere between a B-Cup and a C. She hated going shopping for underpinnings because she could never find a bra that fit her unique chest, but that's not really important at the moment.
The woman put off an air of confidence and very good at talking to people. That's why she worked as a teller for her local bank. The people were friendly at this particular branch, and the coworkers were easy to get along with.
All in all, it was shaping up to be another normal day as Allison walked into her job, but that was all about to change. It was almost lunch time when Allyson noticed a strange man walked into the bank. She eyed him suspiciously but didn't say anything. After all, it could be just her nerves going haywire.
Then, the man made his move and slipped a note
across her desk. The woman paled but did nothing more. The robber glared at her, produced a handgun, pistol whipped the poor girl across the face, put it mere inches from her face, and fired inches from her ear.
Allison covered her ears and began to cry as she put the money she had in the cash box in the bag. A brunette woman who was a fellow teller jumped across the counter and started wailing on the guy. "You don't do that anyone I care about!"
The woman, whose name was Kelsey and whom Allison had a mild crush on, started to beat the man harder as she spoke. When it was all over, the man left without his loot and had little to show for his efforts besides a broken nose and a pronounced limp.
The stress of the situation made the Allison's bladder release. As Kelsey walked over, Allison's lip started to tremble. Then, she fully regressed to the abused five year old Allison normally kept locked way.
"M-mommy,?" the twenty-six year old whimpered. Kelsey didn't care who was watching at that moment. She hugged Allison and kissed her forehead. "It's alright, Sweetheart. That mean man can't hurt you anymore."
As Kelsey rocked the scarred girl in her arms and held her, their boss walked in. (Because he is such a jerk, he doesn't deserve to be named, but for the sake of the story, he's called "Mr. Jerk".) "Mr. Jerk?? Kelsey growled. The man stared at the scene and, without a moment's pause to consider the situation or ask why he began yelling.
He said, "Miss Porter and Miss Howell, I will not stand this kind of behavior in the workplace. Both of you are to pack your belongings and-" He never finished the statement because Kelsey laid him out with a mean right hook before she stormed out of the bank and gently led Allison to her own car.
The two were heading to Kelsey's house when Allison came out of her regression. The woman looked around in confusion. "Where am I?" She asked. Kelsey smiled and squeezed her hand. "We are on our way to my house." Allison blushed when she realized that Kelsey was holding her hand and smiled after the shock wore off.
"Are you ok?" Kelsey asked as she glanced at Allison with a worried look. "I'll be fine, but I need to change when we get to your house." Kelsey smiled and nodded. "Sure, I think I have some spare clothes that might fit you." Allyson nodded thankfully as they pulled into Kelsey's drive way.
Once Allison walked in, she was surprised. The house was clean and well-kept to the point that it looked brand new. "Wow?" She said with a smile as she looked around in happiness. Then, she noticed something strange as she walked into the laundry room. It seemed to double as a work closet and held all of Kelsey's work uniforms.
As she turned to walk out, Allyson noticed a drawer marked "Diapers", another drawer marked "Onesies and Sleepers", and a final drawer marked "Wipes and Powder". As Allyson reached for the first drawer, she felt someone behind her and spun around to see Kelsey in all her glory.
"I forgot to mention: I'm a Nudist." Allyson stared for a moment or two and found her eyes drifting to Kelsey's breasts. The two mounds were larger than hers, easily D-Cup. Kelsey found herself licking her lips as she looked at the brunette's breasts in front of her.
"No. No." Kelsey cooed. "Only babies can drink Mommy's milk." For some reason, Allyson couldn't help herself. "I wanna be Mommy's baby." She pleaded. Kelsey nodded and smiled at her sweetly. Then, the woman led her to a changing table off to the side of the laundry room.
Allyson climbed up onto the table and laid down on the padded top. Kelsey gently undressed the woman, powdered her, and tapped the diaper around her waist. Allison felt a strange sense of security and comfort at the feeling of the padding of the diaper around her now freshly diapered, Allyson reached for her new Mommy.
Kelsey picked up her baby girl and carried her to the couch on the far side of the living room. Once Kelsey sat down, Ally latched onto her nipple and began to suck gently. The sensation came as a surprise to Kelsey and made her gasp. Then, she looked down and smiled at Ally. "I didn't know you were that hungry, baby." She told Ally with a kind smile.
As Ally ate, she felt and heard her tummy rumbling. She looked at her Mommy in fear. Kelsey smiled kindly. "Don't be scared, Baby. Let Momma's milk do it's job." Kelsey told her as the woman rubbed her back soothingly.
Over the next few minutes, Ally continued to suck contently even as she wet the diaper a little and let her bowels go. There was a wet fart, and Kelsey felt the seat of Ally's diaper fill with warm mess. Ally couldn't believe it! She was pooping herself and enjoying it!
Kelsey smiled at her baby and kissed her forehead as the girl began to peacefully drift off. Kelsey skillfully changed the messy diaper for a fresh one and gently laid Ally in an oversized crib next to her bed. "Good night, my sweet baby." Kelsey whispered as she climbed in her own bed and went to sleep with a smile on her face.
Written By: David