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Subject: {ASSM} RP: The Nursery Room (Fb,Fg+,toddlers,diapers,ws,scat)
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Copyright (C) 2000, H. Grant. All Rights Reserved.

Comments: Warning!  This story contains graphic depictions of child
abuse and scat related activity with toddlers.  If you object to such
shocking content, DO NOT proceed to read this story!

Story Codes: Fb,Fg+,toddlers,diapers,ws,scat

Story Intro: Mrs. Tyner is a busty 33 year old blonde who is caught in
a frustrating marriage with her religious husband.  Faced with a
non-existant sex life at home, she begins to seek her sexual
satisfaction elsewhere in the role of a trustworthy babysitter at their
local church.  This wicked tale of perverse sexual desire unfolds as we
examine a day in the life of Mrs. Tyner - a woman held captive to
certain fetish needs and desires!




The Nursery Room

by H. Grant


      Every Sunday was a special day for Mrs. Tyner.  She was the
babysitter in the local Baptist church nursery room for infants ages
one to three years old.  She worked during morning worship and also
during afternoon fellowship.  To say that Mrs. Tyner loved her work was
an understatement.   She got off on it all the time.  The 33 year old
wife of no children was starved for sexual stimulation and she found
the perfect niche in her nursery room assignment.  Her husband Jack was
sterile and could not bare children.  He also had problems getting it
up of late due to stress at the office.  The young couple had been
going to the local Baptist church for nearly ten years.  It was during
this time that Mrs. Tyner earned the trust and respect of the community
and minister.  Within seven years, she was asked to replace the retired
caregiver in the downstairs nursery room.

      Even if Jack had a healthy sex drive, it would have been nearly
impossible to bring Mrs. Tyner off to orgasm.  Her sexual desires and
needs were so special and complicated that no grown man could ever
satisfy her.  She married Jack for other reasons such as money, social
status, and security.  Underneath this marital facade was a woman
stooped in depression.  She had an enormous sexual addiction to
toddlers and to make matters worse, she fantasized about urine and scat
activity with minors of that age bracket.  Over the past year, Mrs.
Tyner had grown to accept her addiction and even embrace it.  She
stopped reading the bible and, as a result, began to feel less guilty
and much better about herself.  During this period of time she had
begun to rebel against society's norms.  She hated the law and the very
government that created such laws.  She couldn't understand why sex
with children was so bad as long as it wasn't violent or abusive.  In
her mind, children only grew up feeling guilty or ashamed about sexual
activity only if they were taught that it was shameful or wrong.

      With this belief in mind, Mrs. Tyner went about her nursery care
business in a guarded - yet liberal manner.  She loved changing diapers
and would often masturbate under her skirt while doing so.  She adored
little girls with poopy pampers and would often take great pleasure in
smearing it around their cute little bottoms and watching their pretty
white faces turn pink with embarrassment and pleasure.  The little boys
were fun too.  Not a moment went by when she didn't enjoy their cute
little pee pee's - all stiff and throbbing during each diaper changing
session.  The toddlers were very fond of Mrs. Tyner and her magic
fingers.   It got to the point where they would wet themselves whenever
they could in order to feel her magic touch.  Little Bobby loved it
when she changed him.  He made it a point to hold in his BM until he
reached the nursery.  Once there, he would beg to sit on her lap.  Mrs.
Tyner adored him.  She would rock him back and forth with one hand
stroking his golden locks of hair and the other under his cute little
pamper.  It was bliss when she felt the warm bulge develope in his
diaper as the mush spread around his baby ass cheeks.  She would lay
him down on the changing table and pay extra special attention to his
little pee pee.  It grew stiff with each stroke of baby powder while
she lifted his cute little legs and wiped his smelly bottom.  The young
woman would look down and smile while she changed him making special
comments about what a "dirty boy" he had been and watching him blush
and coo with each stroke.

      Then there was little Missy.  She was only 18 months old.  She
had just mastered walking and enjoyed playing with the little
jack-in-the-box in the corner of the nursery.  Her distincitve way of
indicating she had made potty was by jumping up and down and grabbing
her crotch.  She seemed to have developed a fondness for Tiffany - who
was also 18 months old.  Tiffany almost never had accidents and was
very embarrassed whenever she did.  She hated being changed and would
often kick and struggle while Mrs. Tyner held her down and opened her
diaper.  She had the cutest little wee wee hole this side of Texas and
it looked very soft, pink, and puffy.  Mrs. Tyner would often resort to
strapping her down while she played with her baby cunny.

      On this particular Sunday, Tiffany was absent.  But little Bobby,
Missy, Sara, and Jane were all present.  They were taking turns playing
on the little sliding board and looking at each others diapers.  Each
of them instinctively knew when the other had made an accident.  They
would hold their noses and shy away from the perpretrator in shame and
disgust - though they all enjoyed being changed as long as it was in
private.

      Mrs. Tyner observed little Missy from her rocking chair at the
far end of the room.  The cute little redhead was too young to climb on
the sliding board.  Instead, she sat on her rump in the middle of the
nursery room floor and played with some tiny blocks.  She was wearing a
small dress with daisies on it that covered most of her tiny body.  Her
baby pamper was completely hidden from view - though this didn't bother
Mrs. Tyner.  She knew exactly what kind of receptacle that Missy was
wearing.  Her parents had a pengent for buying plain white disposable
diapers - the kind that had no designs on them.

     "Ga...goo."  the little tot mumbled to herself as she played with
the tiny blocks.

      Little Bobby slid down the sliding board and landed on his
rearend.  He looked up at Mrs. Tyner and smiled - clasping his hands
together as if he had just mastered the art of thinkng.  Mrs. Tyner
smiled at the cute little boy.  She could imagine his little penis
throbbing with pleasure at the thought of being changed by her.  She
loved the sort of control she had over little Bobby.  He was indeed
longing to feel her soft fingers caress his soft little penis.  He had
been waiting all week.  His mother had never made him feel the way Mrs.
Tyner did.  Mrs. Tyner made him feel special inside his little pee pee!
 She made him feel all warm and tingly down there.  He continued
staring at the lovely babysitter from across the room - a few drops of
baby piddle leaking into his thirsty pamper.  It wasn't enough to get
noticed though - so he continued playing.

      Jane and Sara were tired of the sliding board.  They waddled over
to the playpen and pointed to the dollies that were inside.

     "Uh...uhh???  Jane whimpered as Mrs. Tyner approached the playpen.

     "Do you want to play with your dolly hmm?"  Asked Mrs. Tyner in a
friendly upbeat voice.

      The lovely blonde babysitter reached down and picked up a few of
the dolls and placed them on the floor.  Sara continued moaning.  She
wanted the teddy bear inside the pen.  Mrs. Tyner reached in and picked
up the teddy bear for Sara - placing it on the floor with the rest of
the dolls.  Jane had become engrossed with one of the dolls and Mrs.
Tyner took the opportunity to kneel down and place her nose against the
back of her pamper.  No sign of any accident.  Jane had been changed
earlier in the morning and smelled quite fresh.  Sara, on the other
hand, hadn't been changed since the previous night and was feeling the
urge to pee.  Mrs. Tyner went over to little Missy and scooped her up.
It was feeding time for her.  She filled a baby bottle with milk and
sat down with Missy on her lap.  The little redhead started sucking on
it tenderly as the milk entered her soft baby tummy.  Her parents had
left specific instructions not to give her too much so Mrs. Tyner
complied with their wishes.  She just sat there lovingly stroking
Missy's red locks of hair while she fed her a small portion of milk.

      Mrs. Tyner had longed for a child of her own.  She had pleaded
with Jack to adopt one but he had rejected the idea strongly because he
did not want a child unless it was his own.  He did have a point.  Most
babies that were up for adoption had one kind of problem or another
these days.  They were almost always black and had histories of drug
problems due to their mother's addiction.  Then there were the cripples
which the Tyner's shyed away from.  Jack had argued (and rightfully so)
that a crippled child meant lots of expensive health care and medical
bills - something the couple could not afford despite their status
within the community.   Mrs. Tyner felt sorry for those types of
children, but she was not ready to shoulder the responsibility even if
Jack had relented and allowed her to do so.  The busty blonde stared
down at Missy lovingly.  Missy looked back up at her. Mrs. Tyner was
quite a dish for someone in her early thirties.  She had beautiful
D-Cup breasts that bulged outward like massive mounds trying to break
loose from her blouse and skirt.  Her hair was long and narrow -
spilling down almost to her backside.  She almost always drew stares
from the other men in the church congregation.  Mrs. Tyner despised
everyone of them - bitter that they hid behind a facade of worship when
in real life they were just as horny and sinful as the average human
being.

      Sara and Jane were now fussing over the teddy bear on the other
side of the room.  The two toddlers were pulling it back and forth
between each other.  Sara finally relented and began to wet her diaper.
 Short squirts of urine splashed inside her pamper - coating it yellow
and making a damp bulge.  Feeling the discomfort of her babyish piddle,
she began to whimper softly - alerting Mrs. Tyner to her predicament.

     "What's the matter Sara dear...did you have an accident?" She
asked matter of factly still stroking Missy's hair.

      Sara felt very uncomforable.  She was already developing diaper
rash due to the lack of ointment applied to her vaginal area by her
mommy.  Mrs. Tyner finished feeding Missy and placed her on the floor.
The little red head tried to walk but wound up crawling away on all
fours.  Mrs. Tyner approached Sara and picked her up - holding her
bottom against her nose.  The scent of fresh toddler pee entered her
nostrils and she became instantly wet and horny between her legs.  It
was time to change Sara's diaper!

      Mrs. Tyner carried the sweet little brunnett over to the changing
table and lay her down.  The cute little girl began to play with her
fingers while Mrs. Tyner tugged at the tapes and unfastened her baby
diaper.  A lovely little puddle of wee wee greeted her as the young
woman smiled down at the cute baby girl.  She looked so pretty and
adorable with her legs in the air and her tiny little pisser in plain
view - ready to be played with.  The loving babysitter placed her thumb
and forefinger against the toddler's pink fleshy folds and began to
tickle her.  Sara began to coo as she felt Mrs. Tyner's fingers play
with her puffy pee pee hole.  A slight tingly sensation went through
her tiny body as the babysitter spread her vaginal folds and gently
messaged her baby clitty.  Mrs. Tyner felt the moisture in Sara's twat
and became increasingly horny.  She strapped little Sara down and
touched her cunny with one hand and reached under her skirt with the
other.  The young blonde began to masturbate as she continued touching
the soft moist flesh of Sara's baby  trickle.  She leaned over the
changing table and smelled Sara's pee pee puddle.  Within seconds the
babysitter reached a raging climax as she stroked her pussy feverishly.
 Sara had no clue what was going on.  She just stared at the ceiling
while Mrs. Tyner played with her pink little pissy hole.  A little bit
of drool escaped her mouth as she felt the warm sensation of her infant
climax while Mrs. Tyner brought her to orgasm.  Sara's cheeks turned
bright pink as she drooled and slobbered. She smiled up at her loving
babysitter.  Mrs. Tyner finshed wiping her down and rubbed fresh
ointment on her soft swollen pee pee hole. Then she threw the old wet
diaper into the diaper pale and replaced it with a new one.  Sara
gurgled with delight as her pee pee was now pink and swollen with
pleasure.  She whimpered when she was released from the changing table.

      Little Bobby had watched Sara being changed.  He had climbed up
to the top of the miniature sliding board so that he could get a view
of her exposed baby tinkle.  His litte penis had grown hard as he dimly
realized what was going on.  He wondered why Sara didn't have a little
thingy like his.  His curious mind wanted to know what the difference
was but was too immature to figure it out.

      After releasing Sara, Mrs. Tyner walked over to Jane and picked
her up.  Carrying her to the rocking chair, she placed the tiny blonde
on her lap.  She looked like such a little darling in her pink diaper -
all cute and puffy.  It was a shame that she had already been changed
prior to coming in the nursery.  Jane had the sweetest smelling BM's
around.  She didn't poo that often, but when she did it was always a
huge mess - very cruddy and very sticky.  Today Jane was on her best
behavior save for her little squabble with Sara.  She hadn't gone in
her diaper and had remained relatively quiet.  The little blonde had
given up on trying to climb on the sliding board - deferring to Bobby.
She didn't like Bobby at all.  He was always pooing himself and
stinking up the room.  But alas, Jane had her moments with accidents as
well.  For some reason, she enjoyed being changed by Mrs. Tyner -
although she didn't like it when Bobby looked at her while she was
doing it.  Today she was missing Tiffany.  She got along quite well the
other blonde toddler and was always competing with Missy for her
attention.   Mrs. Tyner pressed the bottle of milk to her baby lips and
pressed.  The little blonde's lips soon gave way and the tiny nipple
sank into her sweet little mouth.  She began sucking on the bottle
while Mrs. Tyner fiddled with her diaper - squeezing and probing it in
all the right places making her feel good between her sweet little
legs.  Jane felt no urge to make potty, but this didn't stop her from
trying.  She squeezed her anal muscles trying to make a poo but could
not.  Little Jane desperately wanted to feel Mrs. Tyner's fingers
inside her diaper.  She began to grind her crotch against the
babysitter's probing hands - trying to get some sort of pleasant
sensation out of the experience.

      Mrs. Tyner smiled to herself.  Little Jane was trying to dry fuck
her fingers.  The busty blonde babysitter knew exactly what the little
girl was after.  She began to rub Jane's diaper harder with her hand -
pressing her fingers deeper into the elastic material.

     "You want me to touch your pee pee don't you Jane."  Said the
babysitter in a soothing tone of voice.

      Baby Jane continued slurping on her bottle while Mrs. Tyner
unfastened the pink tape on one side of her diaper - allowing access to
her inner wee wee hole.

     "Now you just keep still like a good girl while Mrs. Tyner takes
care of your little tinkle hmm?" Said the babysitter as her fingers
crept inside Jane's pamper.  The digits found their way to Jane's
special spot and began to explore the pink fleshy folds.  Jane bit down
on the nipple as she felt her tiny crotch swell up with toddler
pleasure.  All of a sudden without warning - she began to pee.  Her
constant attempts to squeeze her anal muscles had brought about the
sudden surge or urine in her tiny bladder.  Mrs. Tyner felt the tiny
drops of piddle on her fingers as she played with Jane's sweet cunny.
Just then Missy crawled over to the rocking chair and pulled on her
arm.

     "poo poo!"  she whimpered as she stared up at the busy babysitter.

     "My goodness you two are just a handfull aren't you?"  Said Mrs.
Tyner as she got up from the chair and placed Jane on the floor next to
Missy.

      The young woman picked up a white blanket and lay it on the floor
of the nursery.  Then she went over to the changing table and picked up
two more diapers and lots of baby wipes.  Walking back over to the
little girls she scooped them up and carried them over to the blanket -
laying them down on their backs right next to each other.

      Jane turned her little blonde head to the side and looked at
Missy.  The little redhead stared back at her while Mrs. Tyner
unfastened her diaper.  Within moments Jane detected the awful smell of
Missy's dirty pamper as Mrs. Tyner opened it completely - revealing a
very large brown mess!

     "poo!"  Missy said again as she stared at Jane - blushing with
embarrassement.

      Jane lay still while Mrs. Tyner opened her pink diaper -
revealing her pissy accident.  Jane tried to cross her legs but Mrs.
Tyner held them open.  She had one hand on Jane and the other on Missy
while she inspected their soiled bottoms.

      Meanwhile Bobby and Sara had come over to watch the spectacle.
Missy seemed acutely aware of their probing eyes and continued blushing
with embarrassment.  Her filthy hiney was all brown and mushy and
completely visible to the other young toddlers.  Little Bobby watched
with glee as Mrs. Tyner held her tiny legs in the air - exposing her
smelly poo poo mess!  He admired the soft fleshy curves of her soiled
butt and his little penis began to grow stiff as he watched the diaper
changing process unfold right before his eyes.  Mrs. Tyner saw the two
of them watching but she didn't seem to mind.  Sara was staring at
Jane's bottom getting a perfect view of her pee soaked vagina.  The
little blonde tart was still trying to close her legs in an effort to
hide her shameful activity.  Mrs. Tyner forced them open firmly and the
little girl began to whimper softly.  Mrs. Tyner was focusing most of
her attention on Missy.  Her bottom was covered with BM and she smelled
so sweet - just like dirty Candy!  Bobby and Sara watched as Mrs. Tyner
scooped some of Missy's poo poo up in her fingers and placed them
against her nose - inhaling the foul aroma of her dirty accident.  Jane
looked over at Missy again as she lay with her legs in the air.  Both
toddlers were lying flat on their backs with their tiny bottoms in
plain view of the other children. - their little poo poo holes winking
at them so sweetly and innocently.  Little Sara held her nose in
disgust as she detected the filthy smell of Missy's dirty pamper.

     "Peeeuuu! We've made quite a big mess haven't we Missy dear?"
Said Mrs. Tyner in a sweet voice.

      She gathered some baby wipes from the little pink box and began
to wipe the creamy brown mud off of Missy's smelly tushy.  Jane
continued to lie still next to her as her little pee pee puddle began
to dry in the open air.  She stared over at Missy's dirty crotch while
Mrs. Tyner applied more fresh wet wipes.  Up and down she stroked her
bottom - gathering up all the traces of smelly crap and dishing it off
into the dirty diaper.  When this process was completed she sprinkled
fresh baby powder on Missy's butt and began to spread it around -
making sure to get inside all the little cracks and crevices that
comprised Missy's most intimate and special place. Little Bobby
gathered up the courage to kneel down by the blanket and stare at
Missy's dirty diaper.  It was now filled with soiled baby wipes and
Missy's shameful brown poopy mess.  Sara began to giggle as she watched
little Missy struggle vainly to cover herself up.  Mrs. Tyner finished
coating her bum with baby powder and fastened a new diaper on her.
Then she turned her attention to baby Jane.  The little girl was
staring up at the ceiling - her cute little bottom jutting outward like
a tiny little heart.  Mrs. Tyner leaned forward and gave her wet vagina
a deep luxurious kiss - slowly darting her tongue outward and swiping
it against her pee stained cunny.  Little Jane cooed with pleasure as
she felt the damp moisture of Mrs. Tyner's horny tongue against her
baby crotch.  Missy lay next to her - fully changed with her smelly
diaper at the base of the blanket.  The other  children observed Mrs.
Tyner's actions as she lovingly licked the child's pee soaked bottom -
caressing her inner folds with expert precision.  Little Jane squirmed
and wiggled as she felt her baby clitty unfold like a beautiful little
flower.  Soon the toddler began to relax as she felt a warm sensation
take over her whole body.  She was experiencing a massive orgasm at the
hands of Mrs. Tyner!

      The lovely blonde babysitter finished lapping away at Jane's twat
- cleaning all the yellow piddle off her hairless trickle.  Then she
applied the necessary ointment to prevent diaper rash and placed a
brand new diaper on her tiny bottom.  Lifting her off the blanket, she
gave Jane an affectionate kiss and released her to go and play with the
other children.  Little Bobby was still very horny and he couldn't take
his eyes off of Missy's dirty diaper.  He felt dismayed as Mrs. Tyner
scooped up the messy recepticle and folded it shut - thowing it in the
diaper pale.

      Bobby's pee pee was still very stiff and he started to grab the
crotch of his pamper.  Mrs. Tyner observed this and took her turn with
him - sitting the baby boy in her lap and caressing his penis through
the fabric of his diaper.  Soon it was nap time and Mrs. Tyner gathered
all the children and placed them in their respective cribs.  It was
nearing 12:00 noon and the church congregation would soon be letting
out.  Next would be another hour of fellowship for the grownups before
pickup time.

      Mrs. Tyner relaxed as she watched the toddlers fall asleep.  They
had all been warn out from frolicking around in the nursery - exerting
most of their energy on the sliding board or running around aimlessly
throughout the room.

      The hour passed by uneventfully.  Most of the children had been
properly fed and diapered and were ready for pick up when their parents
arrived.  None of them suspected Mrs. Tyner's physical abuse of their
children.  All of the toddlers had smiles on their faces when they were
picked up - even little Bobby who had missed out on a diaper changing
session that day.  However his little stint on the rocking chair with
Mrs. Tyner was more than enough to satisfy him.  Mrs. Tyner bid the
parents farewell and gathered her things.  She definately enjoyed her
work in the nursery room and was looking forward to the following
Sunday.  She had missed the presence of little Tiffany and was anxious
to get a glimpse of her little pee pee next week.

      Mrs. Tyner left the church with her husband and went home.  Jack
was busy talking about his lively conversation with the Baptist
Minister during fellowship service.  She wasn't even listening.  Mrs.
Tyner had learned years ago the art of pretending to be interested
without even hearing what was being said to her.  She was tired of her
married life to Jack.  She wanted a man that she could confide her
inner most secrets with.  Jack was definately not the type that would
accept her liberal views with children - especially sexual activity
with minors.  He was so involved with his religion that he couldn't
even see that the marriage was dissolving.  He didn't even seem in the
least bit worried about their non-existant sex life.  Mrs. Tyner rolled
around all these issues in her head - pondering the prospect of divorce
and a new life with somebody else.

      Once home, Mrs. Tyner locked herself the guest bedroom claiming
that she wanted to be alone.  Jack went outside to mow the lawn - never
suspecting her real intentions.  Mrs. Tyner collapsed on the soft bed
and lifted her skirt.  Slowly she peeled down her pantyhose and stuck a
finger in her twat.  She was envisioning baby Tiffany and her puffy
little pisser.  She imagined the tiny toddler struggling while she held
her firmly to the changing table and unfastened her diaper.  Inside the
soft white pamper lay a messy pile of BM - all gushy and stinky!  She
imagined leaning over the changing table and smelling the little girl's
dirty hiney - all brown with icky mush.  Mrs. Tyner became instantly
aroused as she saw her self takng the messy poop in her hands and
spreading it all over the toddler's body.  Then she imagined taking the
dirty diaper and placing it inside her pantyhose - feeling the warm
soft poo against her slippery wet cunt.  The thought of such filthy
perverseness was enough to drive Mrs. Tyner over the edge.  Within
seconds a huge orgasm engulfed her pretty blonde cunt.  A large gush of
pussy goo leaked out of her twat and drenched a small portion of the
bed sheets.  Alas - thought Mrs. Tyner to herself.  This was the stuff
dreams were made of!




                         THE END


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