Chapter #5At work, the hospital by: Dolleo  
Amy was at the nurses station at the hospital where she worked, double checking paperwork when a mailroom clerk walked up and handed her a letter that came in for her. At first she wasn’t sure what it could be for but then she noticed the return address was city hall and the stamp was a powder pink teddy bear, a baby blue teddy bear and a rattle of both colors. And a smile creeped across her lips before blooming into a full blown giddy grin. The mother of four (or five depending on when this takes place) tore open the envelope and pulled out a letter. It read-
Dear Amy Duncan,
Congratulations! Your official request for the possession of a baby license has been approved.
The enclosed license herby empowers you to partake in infantile if not childish events, activities or mannerisms such as
-use of public playgrounds
-oral stimulation IE bottles, pacifiers, thumb, etc
-public mood swings
-use of dress typically exclusive for those under the age of 5 without infringing upon public decency laws
-defecation and urination at any given time and place of your choice, preferably with the use of a waste disposal underground such as a pull up diaper or training pants.
As well as other examples detailed in the Colorado Second Birth Act without risk of scorn or ire from others. As well as the right to wave any adult responsibility or right at your discretion. As well as the right to appoint a caretaker of your choice who will gain power of attorney over you and thereby be responsible for you.
This license is valid in the state of Colorado as well as any other state or providence that recognizes the Second Rebirth Act. If you have any questions you or a grownup may contact the Colorado Second Birth Committee. Enjoy your new status and have a wonderful day.
Also inside the envelope was a piece of plastic shaped like a typical drivers license but made of a durable plastic like a teething toy with all of her information she sent in when requesting the license, and a pretty decent picture of herself if she did say so herself.
From there Amy moved quickly, making her way to a supply closet and making sure the door was closed behind her. And as soon as she was alone she simply kicked off her shoes, unfastened her pants and let them drop the the floor. Then she gingerly stepped out of her panties one leg at a time before balling them up and confidently tossing them in a trash can, no more big girl undies for her, no sir. Now that she was naked from the waist down she planted her thumb in her mouth and started sorting through the hospital’s supply of adult baby diapers for something new to wear. It came down to a tough decision between a pair of diapers with little yellow duck prints and one with a princess design. The ducky one seemed thicker but the princess ones had more elaborate patterns but Amy eventually decided she was a ducky kind of gal. After cleaning her drooly thumb off on her scrubs the mother got to work putting on her new diaper with the amassed skill of years changing diapers, but now it was her turn. After realizing she couldn’t quite get it on right standing up she simply let her legs give out and fell to her now fluffy bottom and got the job done, celebrating by giving herself a cheer and a clumsy babyish round of applause “yaaaaay!”. It took a lot more effort to get her pants back on and even ten a few ducklings were peeking above the top of her pants but it was good enough for her. Then just as she was leaving she glanced back to the shelves, specifically the bags of saline and went off to find her boss Karen as a wicked little idea formed in her head.
After a bit of searching with a wide waddling gait like the duckies plastered across her butt Amy found Her boss alone in a hallway, perfect. With as much stealth as her crinkly rear end would allow Amy tipped toed up to her target and tapped her on the shoulder “Hey Karen?” And quickly tucked her arms behind her back like she was hiding something
“What is it now Duncan” Her Bose said dismissively as she turned around.
“Oh I just wanted to show you something” she said in an almost sing song voice and pulled out her baby license, making sure her other hand stayed out of sight.
“Is that what I think it is” Karen swallowed a lump in her throat as recognition and a little bit of fear played on her face.
“Yuh huh” Amy nodded “you’re looking at the latest legally bonafide adult baby”
“Does that mean you’re gonna spray me with saline and storm out...again?”
“Oh no, I wouldn’t dare do something so naughty, I’m not that kind of baby” Amy reassures as she revealed nothing else in her hands. But just as Karen started to look relieved “but I can be quite the handful.
And without skipping a beat the mother spread her legs, lowered her stance into a squat and puffed out her cheeks and furrowed her brow and puffed out her cheeks with a practiced proficiency. And just like that a muffled toot broke out as The butt of Amy’s pants starting expanding and sagging. And when she finally finished she let out a long satisfied sigh
“What are you doing!” Her boss cried, pinching her nose as the smell hit her
“Aaaaaahhhh, Amy made boom boom” she said with a big goofy grin and her eyes slightly crossed before falling back on her bottom with a squish and a giggle. So for a minute there they were, Karen frozen in stunned shock while Amy sat in her own dirty diaper, slightly rocking and gurgling to herself. Eventually Amy just looked up at Karen, sucking on her fingy and matter of factly said “I need to be changed”
Karen looked back and forth, realizing she was completely alone with what was, in the eyes of the law, a baby in a full poopy diaper. The responsibility of getting her cleaned up was all on her.
“You need to change my diaper” Amy reiterated as she reveled in her perfect trap
But is Amy planning on quitting or is she going to keep working?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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