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 Chapter 1: Stephanie Gets Adopted

   Stephanie has been at the First Papoose Adoption Agency (FPAA) for a
month and loving it.  She was born Steve, but shortly after his
twenty-fourth birthday began to be affected by the virus.  His sister
brought him to Papoose and to the FPAA to keep him safe from the
anti-youngists found outside of the Baby Communities.  Here he would wait
for someone to come adopt and take care of him.  His sister was reassured
that he would find a loving home without any trouble.

   "Stephanie, you have some that would like to see you." Stephanie stopped
playing with his dolly and looked up at the caretaker.  "This is Mrs. 
Olsen and she is interested in becoming your mommy."

   Mrs.  Olsen crouched down near Stephanie who was still sitting on the
floor with her dolly in hand.  "How old are you, Stephanie?"

   "Two," she answered shyly holding up two fingers.

   Mrs.  Olsen smiled at her.  Stephanie was dressed in a pink dress that
had white ruffles on the sleeves and on the hem of the skirt that were just
above her knees.  She was wearing white ankle socks with ruffles and
matching pink shoes.

   "Do you like it here?" Mrs.  Olson asked.  Stephanie nodded her head. 
Mrs.  Olson began to lovingly brush her hair with her hand.  "How would you
like it if I were your mommy?"

   Stephanie looked her over before answering.  Mrs.  Olson had one a black
jumper dress that showed off her cleavage and her long legs.  She had long
dark brown hair and hazel eyes.  Stephanie slowly nodded her head in
agreement.

   Mrs.  Olson smiled at him, "if that a yes or a no?"

   Stephanie giggled, without understand why, "yes, I would love to have
you as my mommy." She knew that she couldn't stay at FPAA forever and Mrs.
Olson looked very kind and pretty.

   "Then it is settled," the caretaker stated.  "You wait here," she
instructed Stephanie.  "Your mommy and I have to do the necessary
paperwork. It shouldn't take long."



   ~*~*~*~*

   Stephanie's new mommy took her by the hand and led her up to her new
home.  It was a large three story Victorian house that was painted lavender
with white trim.  Stephanie gasped at it in awe.

   "What do you think of your new home?" Her mommy asked.

   "It's very beautiful."

   "Let me show you your new room," Mrs.  Olson said as she brought her up
to the front door.

   The large double doors opened up into a foyer.  In the middle of the
room was a large staircase going up to the next floor.  There was a white
chandelier lighting up the room.  Stephanie looked around, marveling at the
room as she was led up the staircase.

   They took a right at the top of the flight and down a hall.  Her mother
opened up a door and entered Stephanie's new room.  The walls were painted
a pale pink color with lavender trim.  There was a bed with white sheets
and a pink blanket.  There was also a white three-shelf dresser next to a
white toy chest.  There was also a dollhouse next to the chest.

   "Let's get you out of those clothes and into the bath," her mother told
her.  Mrs.  Olson unzipped the back of her dress and slid it down. 
Stephanie stepped out of the clothes and her mommy picked them up and put
them inside a hamper that was inside of the closet.  It was then that she
noticed that Stephanie's panties were wet.

   "Oh, did baby have an accident?" Her mother asked rhetorically.  She
slid the panties off of her and placed them in the hamper as well.  She
then took her by the hand, ignoring her semi-hard penis, and led her to the
bathroom down the hall.

   Mrs.  Olson began to fill up the bath with warm water and added a little
baby bubble bath solution, filling it up with soapy bubbles.  "In you go,"
she said as she helped Stephanie into the tub.

   Stephanie gleefully played with the bubbles as her mother cleaned her.
She washed Stephanie's baby smooth body, starting with her arms.  She
lathered the baby up with soap and then washed it away with a sponge. 
After her arms were cleaned, she cleaned her torso and then her feet and
legs.  Then she gently cleaned Stephanie's face, much to her protest. 
After her face was cleaned, her mommy cleaned her privates, which caused
her penis to get harder.

   "Close your eyes now," Mrs.  Olson instructed as she poured a little
shampoo on the top of her head.  Stephanie started to cry and slap the
water in protest.  "Now, now," her mommy said, "this won't hurt a bit." She
lathered up the shampoo and then rinsed it out with some water.  "See, that
wasn't bad at all, now wasn't it," her mommy said as her tears came to an
end.

   She helped Stephanie out of the tub and drained the water.  Then she
dried her off with a soft blue towel.  Her penis was still hard as her
mother led her down the hallway and back to her room.

   Mrs.  Olson put her on the bed and got a clean diaper out of the
dresser. She lifted Stephanie's legs and butt up and put the diaper in
place.  She then applied a liberal amount of baby powder.  She lifted the
diaper up and tapped it into place over her hard penis.  Next she put her
into a clear plastic panty.  She put a little bit of baby oil in her hand.
Then she dug around inside of Stephanie's diaper and found her hard penis.
She slowly strokes it making the plastic panty crinkle.  Her penis quickly
got harder and Mrs.  Olson responded by quickening her pace milking her. 
In short order, Stephanie's body tensed and her penis throbbed as she
filled her diaper with cum.

   "Does baby feel better now?" All Stephanie could do was blush and giggle
in response.

   Mrs.  Olson went back to the dresser and cleaned off her hand with a
baby wipe.  She got out a baby doll night and put it on the baby.  The she
put Stephanie to bed.  She kissed the baby on the forehead and pulled the
blanket up over her.

   "Sleep well," she said as went to turn off the light.  "You'll meet the
rest of the family when you get up from your nap."

   With the room dark except for a night light, Stephanie closed her eyes
and drifted off to sleep.