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Subject: {ASSM} Julie Smells (Mg,extreme pedo,toddler,diapers,ws,scat)
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Copyright 2002, H. Grant. All Rights Reserved.

COMMENTS: Warning!  This story contain themes involving extreme
pedophilia and child molestation.  If you are under 18 or this topic
offends you, DO NOT proceed to read the following story!

STORY CODES: Mg,extreme pedo,toddler,diapers,ws,scat

STORY INTRO: Brian - a 32 year old drifter and sexual deviant of the
worst sorts, finally earns his child care certification.  This inables
him to fulfill his dream of taking care of infants and toddlers in
order to feed his insatiable and sick desires.



Julie Smells (chapter 1)

By H. Grant


	He couldn't take his eyes off her for a second.  Of all the jobs he
had applied for, none could ever be more rewarding than this.  The site
of this little girl made Brian incredibly hard almost to the point of
dizziness.  It wasn't just the fact that she was a little girl.  It was
how young she was - only two years old!  It also had to do with the
modest outfit she was wearing.  There, standing before him was the
sweetest little blonde tart dressed in nothing but a pink pajama shirt
with glittery flowers on it and a precious pink disposable diaper.  Her
hair had been done up by her mother in little blonde pigtails that made
her look even more desirable to a pedophile such as himself.

	They were inside the slummy apartment of course.  Which was probably
why the mother hadn't bothered to put a set of pants on the toddler to
cover the diaper.  Most mothers did that.  It was a feeble attempt to
hide the aura of shame that came with wearing a disposable diaper.
Most mothers were compulsive about hiding the shame of their toddlers -
loading on the talcum powder to hide the degrading odor that would
inevitably invade the precious pamper at one point or another.  If was
futile of course.  And Brian knew this from first hand experience -
having been over his cousin's house on numerous occasions and observing
his nephew.  The only thing that kept Brain away from him was the fact
that despite his pedophilic tendencies, he was hetero sexual by nature.
 Therefore he craved only girls - albeit mostly infants and toddlers.

	He had done his homework on how to obtain this kind of job of course.
He had no criminal record - a must in this profession (particularly
because he was a male).  And he had paid his way through school to
obtain his child care certification.  Of course he had to fend off the
looks of surprise from his classmates and teachers - most of whom were
female.  Whenever he was questioned about his choice in career, he
would dismiss the query by stating that he loved to work with children
and that it had been his dream since he was very young.  Part of this
was true.  He DID want to work with children since he was about 10
years old, but only to satisfy his sick and twisted desires.  He had
found himself frequenting his church nursery right around that tender
age - peering inside after all the parents had taken their babies home
and the caregiver had gone for the day.  On a good day, he would find
the ultimate prize in the trash receptacle by the changing table.
Sometimes two or three could be found if he was lucky, and an afternoon
of sheer bliss would follow as he would sneak them home and masturbate
to them - performing all kinds of repulsive acts with his nose, tongue,
and penis as he enjoyed the used diapers.

	Brian was now 32 years old.  A drifter by nature when it came to odd
jobs and relationships, his only mark of consistency was his dedication
to obtaining his child care certification - a certification that would
inevitably open doors to him that had never been open before - doors to
wonderful worlds of childhood innocence, teddy bears, baby bottles,
Barbie dolls, bibs, changing tables, diapers, training pants, and of
course - the sweet shameful odors that came with them.  He was indeed a
sick man.  He was probably the sickest of the sick.  But Brian did not
wish to be cured. He loved this fetish too much to let it go.  His cock
craved it.  And so he was more than obliged to feed it wherever and
whenever he could.

	Brian knew of almost every book that had been published with regard to
toddlers, toilet training, and diapering.  When he was a young
teenager, he would look for them in libraries all over the state
finding the exact pages of his special interest in the indexes and
hoping to find an expansive description and perhaps even an
illustration to boot.  Most libraries had bathrooms, and so he would
lock himself inside with a book or two and masturbate to those special
chapters and sections.  This was done repeatedly until he was old
enough to rent adult movies.  Then his fetish subsided a bit as the
various scenarios that encompassed the adult movie genre momentarily
distracted him.  This went on throughout his 20's, but inevitable it
wasn't enough for him.  He needed younger girls - much younger.  He
desired girls who didn't talk much (if at all).  Ones with whom he
would have no emotional connection with - just babbling, brainless
toddlers that he could exploit quite easily, manipulate, and molest at
will without fear of them telling on him.  Toddlers barely spoke
coherent sentences at the age of two (the perfect age that suited
Brian's fetish needs), and when they did manage to talk, they hardly
knew what came out of their stupid little mouths - and therefore no
stories of potential abuse to tell their teachers or parents.

	The mother of this precious little child had entered the room and now
stood before him.

	"Sorry Brian.  I had to answer the phone." She stated with a slight
look of embarrassment on her face.

	Brian had already given her the once over.  She was divorced and in
her late 20's.  She was tall (about 5 feet 10 inches) and rather
slender.  She had sandy colored hair and round curvy hips - a trait
that Brian admired in a woman when he had watched porn films.  He
briefly envisioned her spreading her bottom in humiliating fashion in
front of a camera to reveal her stupid womanly ass hole - the way most
of the other whores inevitably did at one point or another in their
brief porn careers.

	But Brian felt nothing for this woman.  Not only nothing in terms of
respect, but nothing with regard to sexual attraction.  His dick was
bulging - but not as a result of her presence - rather her precious two
year old daughter standing before him with a dumb little finger in her
mouth and fidgeting as if she had to make a "wee wee."

	The mother ignored this momentarily as she wanted to restore the
conversation to its previous state before the telephone call.

	"As I mentioned, my daughter's name is Julie.  She gets a little fussy
at times but she almost never screams or carries on.  I'm sure she will
be no trouble for you."

	"That's a good thing Miss Adams." Replied Brian noting the divorce and
being careful to call her by her maiden name.  "I can see that she has
been well raised."

	"Thank you." Replied Miss Adams acknowledging the compliment.

	A smile had creased her lips and the tension of being the new male
babysitter had been broken slightly for Brian.  He could tell that this
cunt of a woman was beginning to trust him, and the table for abuse had
finally been set.

	"So I guess I should give you the grand tour of the apartment." Stated
the young mother resuming her initial position of nervousness.

	Brian was trying to guess as to whether her nervousness was directed
at him being a male babysitter, or because she was attracted to him and
trying in vain to pick up a new boyfriend to marry.  In Brian's case,
it could have gone either way.  He wasn't the greatest looking
32-year-old man.  He was heavy set at about 228 pounds and his 5 foot 9
inch frame accentuated this.  However he was clean-shaven, and had a
full head of brown hair that was very neatly combed.  He was adorned
with a set of blue jeans and a winter sweater with loafer shoes.

	"This is the kitchen of course." Continued the mother - leading Brian
into the next room.  Julie's high chair is over there.  All of her baby
bottles and pacifiers are in the cupboard to the right.  She prefers
warm milk on most days, but she also loves orange juice."

	Brain noted all of this carefully.  He wanted to get everything right
with regard to Julie's needs.  It was imperative that he attended to
all of them if he had any hope of being asked to babysit for her again.

	"Julie usually gets hungry between 2 and 3 in the afternoon.  She's
allowed to have potato chips as long as they're crushed up onto smaller
pieces that she can chew.  She's allowed to have iced tea - but not
soda because it gives her indigestion."

	Brian noted the quality of the food Julie was being nurtured on.  Her
mother obviously had no clue what was healthy for the child.  Feeding
her junk food seemed like a simple way out - and probably the only type
of food this white trash bitch could afford.

	"This is the living room.  I know it's a bit small, but it has most of
Julie's toys in it." She began again.  "Julie loves to watch cartoons.
So all you really have to do most of the day is sit and keep an eye on
her."

	This was perfect!  Miss Adams was even dumber than Brian thought - and
there was no doubt in his mind that her child would follow suit.  There
were no books for reading or nurturing an education - just the TV and
the mind mush that it served up to little kids.  Brian could tell from
watching Julie's mannerisms that she was an ignorant child - exploring
very little and talking mostly in babbles and hand gestures.  Perfect
indeed!

	"This is the closet with all her needs in it...  diapers...  baby
wipes...lotion if you need it, and some of her clothes - the rest are
in her bedroom."

	Brian followed her into Julie's small bedroom.  The little toddler
followed close behind doing her little pee pee dance.

	"Mommy...mommy...iunnngotta go peeeee!!!"

	"Not again!  Sorry Brian.  I guess I keep getting interrupted.  This
little brat can be a nuisance sometimes.  I hope you don't mind."

	"No not at all.  Take your time." Replied Brian politely.  "I guess I
should observe the way you like to toilet train her."

	"Oh she's not toilet trained yet...but I do like to catch her before
she goes you know where.  You know how it is.  Sometimes they tell you
and sometimes they don't.  I guess we kinda got lucky today.  I guess
you ought to come and watch - in case you get lucky enough to catch her
before she goes...well...you know where..."

	Brian was delighted.  He was going to get a first class glimpse of
little Julie's pee pee.

	"C'mon Julie.  Let's go potty..." Said the young mother as she took
the squirming little brat by the hand and led her to the small bathroom
near the living room.

	Brian followed close behind - his cock bulging feverishly in his
jeans.

	When they got inside the small bathroom.  Brian observed as Miss Adams
unfastened Julie's pink diaper and peeled down the front end revealing
her precious wee wee hole.  It looked so tiny, pink, and inviting to
Brian.

	"C'mon Julie.  Go piddle so we can finish up." Said Miss Adams as she
held little Julie by the armpits over the potty.

	Julie began to tinkle almost immediately and little rivulets of pee
spat out in several similar directions from her cute baby pisser.  The
stream was somewhat strong - but uncontrolled as some of the drops of
piddle jettisoned to the edge of the toiled and spat onto the
surrounding rim and seat.

	Pssssss...ssssssssssss...sssstttt...sstt...ssst...sst!

	To Brian's dismay, the stream of little girl piss was coming to an
end. Miss Adams gave her a quick wipe with some toilet paper and
flushed the toilet without showing Julie how to do it herself - yet
another flaw that Brian quickly noted with her parental skills.

	Miss Adams took her time re-fastening Julie's pamper allowing Brian
another excellent view of the toddler's sweet intimate crotch.

	"I'm afraid there's not much more to show you..."

	Brain was momentarily startled.  Had she caught him staring too long
at Julie's private area?

	"She almost never hints at using the toilet, so she goes in her
diaper."

	Thank god.  The dim-witted mother was simply referring to the ordeal
of potty training a child that was too young to learn anyhow.

	Miss Adams led Brian back to Julie's bedroom and finished the tour.
Julie's bedroom was small of course, but it was adorned with all the
innocent trimmings that could be expected from a child's nursery room.
Dollies and cartoon characters lined the walls.  Her crib was loaded
with stuffed animals.  To his dismay, there was no distinct baby
furniture outside of the crib.  No rocking chair or hobby horse, and
worst yet - no changing table.  Brian could easily see why.  Miss Adams
was obviously very poor, and Brian found it ironic that she was able to
pay him $9.00 an hour for his services.  Maybe that's why she couldn't
afford anything else.  He couldn't care less though.  As long as she
got her stupid ass out of the apartment so that he could be alone with
her daughter was all he cared about.

	As if on cue, Miss Adams perked up with her parting words.

	"Well I guess that's it Brian.  Finding a man with your credentials in
child care for an inexpensive price is quite a stroke of luck for me.
All my other babysitters were girls who cared about nothing accept
talking on their cell phones all day.  I'm sure you'll be much
different - being a mature adult and all..."

	Miss Adams cut herself off from the rest of her statement - afraid
that she had been a bit too bold with Brian.  She did find him modestly
attractive despite his obvious gut, but she didn't want to be overt
about it.  She was indeed desperate for a husband, and that was part of
the reason she had inquired about a male baby sitter from the local
childcare agency.  It seemed like a brilliant idea to her.  By having
Brian babysit for her, she could see how well he worked with kids - a
pre-requisite if he was to perhaps fall in love and marry her.  Not
that things had even come close to that point, but she had to start
somewhere.  Besides, she worked so many long hours just to make ends
meet that she had no time to find other men in bars or clubs.  So it
seemed that Brian would be the obvious choice not only in terms of
filling the role of a male babysitter, but perhaps the potential role
of Julie's new father (step father) as well.  Little did she know how
wrong she was.  Dreadfully wrong.

                           *  *  *  *

CHAPTER 2


	After Miss Adams left the apartment, Brian was finally alone with
Julie. The stupid little girl sat in front of the television and
watched brain mush programs designed strictly to entertain - not
educate.  Brian sat on the couch behind her staring at her precious
baby bottom - sweet as candy and encased in a pink disposable diaper.
His prick got hard as he stared at the extra pamper padding in the
center of her bottom.  This was that special place where all of her
soft brown "gifts" would eventually be deposited for him - spreading
and smearing into a deliciously ugly mess.

	Julie was beside herself giggling and drooling while watching Tom &
Jerry on the old cartoon network.  Occasionally she fidgeted from side
to side, and once Brian caught a glimpse of her rubbing her hand on the
front of her pink little pamper.  She was completely oblivious to him,
and he took the opportunity to sneak down behind her and press his nose
against the back of her diaper.  Sweet, stupid little Julie smelled
fresh and clean. The scent of baby powder and innocent little girl
odors crept into his nose making his penis even more erect.  Julie
leaned back a little bit, and her pink pamper with smiley faces on it
gently mashed against his nose. She didn't turn around though - her
stupid little mind occupied by the brainless cartoon entertainment in
front of her.

	Brian placed a hand on her stomach and pulled her gently against him
as he sat behind her.  Julie didn't seem disturbed or distracted by
this.  Rather she let her body go with the flow of things as Brian
guided her little toddler body backward until she was leaning against
his crotch while watching the boob tube.  Brian lowered his face to her
ear and began licking it gently.  He lapped at her ear and cheek as if
she were nothing but a brainless object - a meal for him to consume.

	Julie finally took notice, but did little to resist.  She cooed and
giggled as she felt his warm tongue lap against her ear and cheek.

	"That's a good girl Julie.  You just be a stupid little cunt and watch
TV while big Brian plays with you." He whispered into her ear knowing
full well she couldn't comprehend almost anything he had said.

	Brian's hand moved downward very slowly from her abdomen to the crest
of her magic pamper.  Brian's dick was at an all time high as he
envisioned all the magical colors Julie's diaper would turn into.  He
couldn't wait until he had an excuse to lay her down on the floor and
open up her pink girlish diaper exposing all of those intimate
treasures that were sure to reside in the magical world within.  All of
those magical girlie odors mixed with the beautiful scent of dirty crud
that would inevitably smear and cake itself against her soft fleshy
hiney hole.

	Brian took his other arm and wrapped it around Julie's sweet little
waist as he pulled her further back against his crotch until she was
practically lying backward against him.  Her eyes were no longer on the
TV set - rather they were staring mindlessly at the ceiling as new and
different sensations began to distract her stupid little mind.  A
little pile of girlie drool seeped out of her mindless mouth and onto
her little play shirt as Brian's arm held her firmly while his other
hand began to explore the crotch of her waiting pamper.  Brian was in
sheer bliss as he felt the soft plastic material of Julie's disposable
diaper.

	Julie cooed softly and instinctively spread her legs wider for him.
She wanted to feel more of this strange tickly sensation.  More and
more she felt this strange feeling of soft pressure from Brian's
menacing hand - culminating in little tiny magic shocks that engulfed
her sweet little pee pee hole.  It was as if the "tinkle fairy" was
spreading magic dust inside her dumb little pisser.  Slowly, her little
wee wee began to grow and blossom like a budding flower inside her
sweet disposable diaper.  Little drops of sweet mindless tinkle began
to seep out of her baby cunny and into her smiley pamper.

	"goo!" she cooed as more pee pee leaked out of her stupid little cunt.

	She also had to make cute little poopies too!

	Brian knew what was coming next as he felt the little child squirm and
fidget beneath him.  He smiled to himself and talked down to the little
brat.

	"It's OK Julie...just lie there and let it happen like a sweet little
girl.  Big Brian likes it when you make magic in your diaper."

	Julie giggled nervously as she let her baby bowels relax.  All
resistance fell away from her as the magic tingly feeling of Brian's
fingers invaded the inside of her diaper for the very first time.
Brian's fingers crept slowly inside the front of Julie's waiting pamper
- exploring that special pink and fleshy world within.

	The cartoons blared on the TV.  The dim light in the kitchen shown
lazily on the outer room.  And dumb little Julie lay against her new
captor and began to make "magic" happen in the back of her diaper.
Brian's fingers had gone further down inside her pink disposable
pamper.  Soon he felt the special wetness that sweet little Julie had
made in the front of her diaper.  Soon, the sweet soft diaper began to
change color and texture from magic yellow - to magic brown.  Brian's
hand eased further downward toward Julie's special hiney hole.  One of
the side tapes on her diaper came undone and her pink disposable pamper
fell partially open due to the bulk of Brian's evil molesting hand.
Brian's fingers came to a rest at the center of Julie's magic brown
anus.  He felt the warmth of Julie's bottom encase his fingers as he
worked to spread her little ass cheeks open with two of his fingers.
Brian placed a third finger at the very center of Julie's dumb little
hole and felt it begin to expand and open like a little flower budding
in spring.

	Brian's dick was throbbing as he felt something soft and special press
itself against his waiting finger.  Little Julie just lay there staring
at the ceiling - engrossed in the many different sensations that were
happening all at once down below in her pink little world.  Within
moments, the gloppy texture grew thicker and denser as Julie began to
make special potty on Brian's finger.  Soon his finger became encased
in Julie's mess as the dumb little toddler made magical poopies all
around his fingers and making soft little "glop glops" all around the
base of her pink smiley pamper.

	Julie's poo poo smell was intoxicatingly rich and easy to detect in
the open air of the living room.  The sweet brainless little girl began
smell and stink like the piece of white trash that she was.  Brian
wormed his fingers around inside Julie's diaper scooping up large
chunks of cute little child BM.  Moments later he withdrew his hand
from Julie's messy crotch and lay the little girl down on her back.
Gently he raised her legs in the air and held them together as he
opened her diaper up - exposing the source of Julie's sweet brainless
baby odors to the outside world.  Soft brown baby poo clung to Julie's
sweet little bottom.  Large brown smears had traveled upward toward her
soft fleshy pee pee hole too!

	Brian had withdrawn his cock from his pants and was dangling it over
Julie's sweet little face.  He had let go of her legs and placed his
thumb and forefinger against her nose and began to pinch it so as to
cut her air off.  It was not his intention to kill her of course.  He
just wanted the little piece of white trash to open her mouth and eat
the only two things she was good for.

	Instinctively, Julie's mouth began to open wide in order to breath.
Brian took a finger full of Julie's baby poop and held it over her
sweet drooling lips.

	"Good girl Julie.  Open wide like a good little baby cunt.  That's
it...nice and wide for big uncle Brian."

	Julie lay still on her back.  Her dumb legs spread wide and her messy
diaper wide open and fully exposed to Brian's view.  In Julie's dim
witted little mind, a large smelly object began to push its way into
her soft moist mouth.  It smelled kinda weird and icky.  Her sweet baby
tongue instinctively began to circle and caress Brian's mushy finger -
tasting the first traces of her soft mushy toddler poop.  Brian held
her head firmly with one hand and pushed his finger further inside her
stupid little white trash mouth.  Soon baby Julie began to gag, and the
first smidgen of poo poo went down her throat.  Then another...and
another...and another - as Brian continued scooping up large chunks of
BM from her disposable diaper and forcefully jamming it into her mouth
until she began to cry from discomfort and lack of air as her sweet
baby nose was still being pinched shut - forcing her to open her dumb
little mouth and eat her own messy filth.

	"Goooood girl...uh huh...that's right....what a gooood girl....use
that sweet little tongue of yours darlin'....baby Julie likes poo poo
doesn't she.....what a sweet lil' girl you are!....

	"oooonnngg....ugggghh....ahaaaag....(slurp)...." Was Julie's only
response as she was forced to devour most of the contents of her
diaper.

	When he was satisfied that she had eaten enough, Brian released her
nose and leaned down - placing his face close to her mouth.  The stupid
little cunt lay there sobbing her eyes out which made Brian's dick grow
even more stiff and hard.  He leaned his nose close to Julie's child
mouth and inhaled the sweet odor of her filthy potty breath.  Then he
positioned his penis against her mouth and began to push it inside.
Baby Julie was now reduced to nothing more than a pile of poop on the
living room floor.  To Brian, she was no longer human or worthy of any
form of respect.  Her mouth was now a soft wet recepticle for the
strict pleasure of his thick ugly penis.

	Julie's sobs were stifled and quieted down as a huge, bulging penis
log entered her filthy poopy mouth.  The sweet little girl began to
feel sick to her stomach and quite nauseated as the massive penis worm
pushed its way deeper into her soft wet mouth and explored its way
toward the back of her brown coated tonsils.  Julie gagged again and
little rivulets of tears spurted out of her sweet little eyes and down
her cheeks.  Brian continued to invade her - forcing her to lick and
slurp his penis as it were her new special friend. Julie's teddy bears
lay on the floor nearby.  They smiled at little Julie while she was
getting molested and abused.

	Brian smiled to himself as he watched the little white trash toddler
suck and slurp - her mind as soft and wet as a dumb little tissue.
More tears seeped down her cheeks and the sheer site of Julie's
embarrassing predicament - her legs spread wide - her smelly diaper
wide open - her mouth and cheeks all puffed up and stuffed to the hilt
with mushy brown potty poo and thick cock meat brought Brian to an
immense and pleasurable orgasm.  Large globs of thick white semen
lashed out at Julie and filled her white trash mouth completely.  The
foul combination of thick man cream mixed with the magical poopies that
had taken up residence in her mouth and tummy would later cause little
blonde Julie to vomit.  But not before Brian's pleasure had subsided
and he had wiped the sticky residue from his dick all over her cute
pathetic little face.

	Soon Julie would learn to enjoy this kind of treatment from Brian -
and perhaps other men once her white trash lifestyle led her into drugs
and prostitution later in life.  It was inevitable with this kind of
upbringing. Brian had seen it many times before.  Julie was destined to
grow up and become dependent on men.  This would lead to a life of
subservience and servitude.  One that she would soon learn to accept
and even enjoy.  Brian smiled once again as he stared down at the
stupid toddler on the floor.  She had just received perhaps her best
education yet - given her inexperienced mother and white trash
surroundings.  Thankfully for Brian, there would be many more
babysitting sessions with Julie - and many more lessons in subservience
to teach Julie her place in the outside world and groom her into
becoming the perfect man toy. But for now, it was time to clean her up
and brush her teeth.



THE END

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