Posted by TOM O on April 02, 2005 at 05:47 [24.229.80.106]
I am a Realestate Broker in the north west suburbs of Phila. When I first met Wendy, she had lost both of her parents, whom she was very close to, in an auto accident, when a drunk going over 75 mph ran a stop sign and broard sides their car. About 6 months aftert the accident, Wendy, 19 at the time, desided to sell the big house her parents had and find something smaller. She ask my company to sell her house for her. I went to the house to look it over to arrive at a price for her, while walking through the house with her, I saw a wet diaper setting next to the bathroom door, which she must have forgotten to take to the trash. I also observes some fresh diapers in a closet. She was a very sad girl, as we walked through the house, she started to open up to me and told me how she turned after she started to wet the bed after her parents had died. She went on to tell me that she started to like the feeling of the diapers and would wear them when ever she was at home. In talking to her further, I discovered that she really need someone to hold her and love her in a parental sort of a way.
I was divorsed and living alone in a modest home near an orchard. I told her that I had room in my home for her if she wanted to stay with me for a while, and that I would be happy to try and give her the parental love she was looking for.
The next day she moved in with me and the more time we spent together, the more we realized that she wanted to role play a little girl of about 3, not always big enough ffor big girl panties, but also big enough to try and potty train.
Every day we would go to work in our normal way, but as soon as she got home it was back to little Wendy again. Many times she would get home and her panties would be wet or even messy, and it would be back to diapers for her.
I recall the first time she had an accident in front of me, we were watching TV, I got up to get something in the kitchen, when I returned, there was Wendy, dow on all 4's on a changing pad, her skirt up over her waist, and she was squeezing as had as she could. She was wearing a pair on satin hip huggers, the load she was putting in then nearly pulled them off her hips. This was followed by a massive wetting. I said, "Wendy Baby, what did you do?" She replied, "I pooped and wet my panties Daddy, will you please change me, I want my diapers."
From that point on we have had many wonderful moments together. Yes we have sex occasionally, but it doesn't seem right to me, after all I'm 24 years older then her, I could be her father, and that is the role that I like to play best. I have met a woman my age who also has a daughter that is a year younger then Wendy, who also has tended to like to regress to being a little girl. We both have a strong fondness for each other. Last night we met each other with our 2 little girls, to just see how they would get along. It seem to go real well. The lady's name is Sandy, she even took Wendy to the lady's room to change her diaper for me. I think I'll close now and let Wendy present her feelings.
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