He squatted down in front of me. “I know you do, baby girl. But, I need to clean you up. Trust me, after you have your bath, you’ll feel so much better and it’ll help you sleep through the entire night.
“Fine,” I said, giving up the fight to try and convince him that it would be better for me to just go to sleep. He hadn’t been listening to what I wanted this entire night; why would he start now?
“Good. Now lift your arms up so I can take your shirt off.”
I did as I was told and he had me disrobed in a matter of minutes. He picked me up and placed me into the warm water, and I sighed as the warm water relaxed my sore muscles.
“There you go, little one. Now close your eyes, relax, and put your head back while I take care of you,” Robert said as he soaped up my loofa.
I did as he said and soon he had my whole body and hair washed. It felt really peaceful to just let go and let someone else take care of me. I was starting to feel better already and all he had done was just basically wash me outside and inside really well.
“Alright, baby cakes, time to get out.”
I nodded and stood, carefully getting out of the tub and then walking into the towel he was holding out for me. He dried me off, brushed my hair and teeth, and carried me back into my bedroom. He laid me down on the bed and I looked at him. What was he doing? I still needed to get dressed before I could go to sleep.
“Baby girl, I want to put you in a diaper for tonight.”
Instantly I felt a cold shiver go down my spine. No, I was not going to do this.
Just as I was about to protest, he said, “You’re beyond exhausted, sweetie. I’m not going to make you use your diaper tonight. I just want you to wear one so if you wake up in the middle of the night and have to go to the bathroom but don’t want to get up, you can use it. If you don’t want to, though, just wake me and I’ll take it off you, and you can go to the bathroom. I just want you to have it on in case.”
When he put it like that, I was okay with wearing one as long as it was my choice to use it. But then I was afraid he would laugh at me like Boyle had. So I shook my head.
“Can you tell me why?”
“I don’t want you to laugh at me,” I muttered, looking anywhere else but at him.
“Sweetie, how could I laugh at my little girl? What kind of a daddy would I be if I laughed at you?”
“A bad one?”
“Yes, I’d be a horrible daddy. Juliana, I promise I will never laugh at you no matter what. Besides, being a doctor, I have seen much crazier things than this.”
“I… fine then. But I won’t watch,” I said, flinging my arm over my eyes dramatically.
“That’s okay with me, pumpkin. You just lie back and relax,” he said, chuckling.
I felt him remove the towel from around my body and lift my legs up. When he put my legs down, something soft was underneath me. He washed my pussy, powdered it, and then fastened the diaper around my waist.
I kept my arm over my eyes, not ready to see what I looked like. He picked my legs up again and this time when he put them down, everything was covered in softness.
“Baby girl, I need to move your arm so I can finish putting on your jammies. Close your eyes if you still don’t want to see,” he said, right before he pulled my right arm from my face and placed it through the arm hole of my jammies. After that, he did my other arm and zipped up my jammies.
“You can open your eyes now.”
I did and saw him staring down at me.
“There’s my beautiful baby girl. I’ll be right back and then we can have snuggle time before you go to sleep, alright?”
I nodded as he first went to one of his bags and pulled something out of it, then walked out of my bedroom.
Well, it’s official. I’m back in diapers. Hopefully this goes better than the last time, I thought, closing my eyes once again.
Chapter Fourteen
I hurried to the kitchen, not wanting to leave Juliana for too long. I was very pleased with how she was letting me take care of her tonight. After the enema, I thought she would refuse to wear a diaper, but she hadn’t. Now I just hoped she would allow me to feed her a baby bottle.
I knew that she hadn’t been eating anything even before she admitted it to me, but I wondered why. She had been doing so well. I thought that my staying over here was helping her work past her demons. Obviously, I had been mistaken.
I could worry about it later, I decided as I filled the bottle in my hand with some orange Gatorade. Hopefully this will help to settle her stomach, I thought as I headed back into her bedroom. She was standing over by her bedroom mirror and must not have noticed me come back in. She kept twisting and turning, looking at herself in the mirror. She looked so cute doing it and I knew she’d captured another piece of my heart.