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When I came back with the freshly washed dildos in my hand, this was the scene I walked in to: Baby Kelsey was sitting on the lap of mr Grey, with her back arched, her lips greedily sucking from the large bottle he was feeding her. Kelseys diapers were almost bursting, billowing like somebody put a loaf of wonderbread in her crotch. Kelseys curls were tickling mr Grey's face, who didn't seem to mind, drooling on his large bib, eyes focused on Kelseys shifting diapered bum. In front of them, mr Blue had pushed his walker close to mr Grey's wheelchair, and was leaning in while his shaking hands were trying to pinch Kelsey's exposed nipples. She was wearing a pink satin romper, with frillies around the holes that showed her nipples, and the buttons below undone so that there was more room for her bulky diapers. Normally, Kelsey would've worn a tutu, or some petticoats and a tiny skirt, but today she only trotted around in that soft satin romper. On the couch, mr Red and mr Brown (no names, just the colors of their ties) were filming the scene with their phones, their pants undone and their big white undies showing. On the lounge chair in the corner, mr Black seemed to have dozed off, with a big smile on his face. His bib glistening with drool, and… was that a pair of white diapers peeping from his waistline? I had heard that some of these older rich men had all kinds of physical defects and discomforts, so I shouldn't be surprised. I just couldn't remember if the instructions mentioned anything about changing them. Oh well, we'll see about that later. For now, I gave one of the dildos to Kelsey, who greedily put it between her shiny pink lips and slobbered noisily. Mr Grey was bending his neck to see, while mr Blue let go of her nipples to watch closely how the big black dick went in and out of Kelseys mouth. This was the house of mr Red, a big villa on the outskirts of a leafy part of town. All kinds of gated mansions along the wide street. We were led into a huge study, with (on closer inspection) walls of Erotica books, all kinds of vintage dildos and other pleasure materials displayed, and old paintings of scandalous scenes on the walls. There were comfy chairs, lounges and couches, a big desk with restraints on the table legs and, for the occasion, all kinds of baby toys and blankets on the floor. What I understood from the instructions, was that they held these kind of sexy parties every so often. When I bumped into a very stacked French maid in a tight uniform when I was looking for some milk to feed Kelsey, she told me that earlier on the men got a kick out of watching perverted scenes performed in front of them, ranging from medical scenes to drag queens being showered in all kinds of gooey liquids. 'Mr Red has picked up a new fetish for sissy babies, that's why they contacted you.' The contact came through Kelsey's Only Fans account, where she presents herself as a ditzy, curly haired bimbo baby with a high pitched, sultry baby voice and an infectious giggle. Kelsey dances, prances, opens sexy presents sent to her by fans, dances some more and shows her very fat diapers to the camera. I'm behind that camera. I used to be a photographer, I started as a photo-journalist covering mostly conflicts and wars. When that became too depressing, I changed to glamour photography, giving in to my love for Helmut Newton, Ellen von Unwerth and other sexy photographers. I became the to-go-to guy for big breast models. From there, I shifted to fetish scenes. When I was called in by a mommy domme to shoot a series of her darling big sissy baby, something clicked. My own suppressed desire to walk around in big diapers and soft pink satin, with added lingerie, was revived. I'd had this desire when I was a teen, then locked it away for a long time when I tried to adjust to a normal adult life. But the shiver I sometimes felt when I touched padding, silk or lace, never went away. The close ups of the padded crotch of the baby, the instructions she got from her domme to take several daring positions and the air of baby powder, hot milk and the penis cages and dick-shaped pacifiers laying around, made my mind dizzy. After another close up of the crouched baby and her soggy diapers, I broke down, and cried like, well, like a baby. Both the mom and the baby were very sweet, heard me tell my tale about my hidden desires, and then offered to dress me up. When they were done, and I looked into the mirror to see my dream image of a very frilly, very thick padded, very hot sissy, I broke down again. We had a wonderful afternoon, I shot many truly fantastic pics and it finished by mommy pleasuring us both with a vibrator while the babies held hands laying in a giant crib. We played some more later on, but that afternoon still rings in my head. My series of that sissy baby and her mommy domme even won some prizes on fetish photo festivals, and through that I got in contact with Kelsey. She was a model too, we hit it off after one of those festivals and explored my desires and her fetishes. In the end, we presented ourselves as two sissy sisters, me being the older, more perverted one next to her dreamy, lovey-dovey bimbo side. We made clips, photoshoots and did a very famous series with that mommy domme and sissy baby for an adult baby magazine. Those pics are still popping up on blogs and sites in the abdl-world. When the request came via Only Fans to entertain these rich perverts, we didn't think twice. The money that was offered was too good to pass, and Kelsey's desire to perform her silly dances and prancing around a big room with drooling seniors was already making her caged clitty drip with pleasure. We brought a karaoke machine, for Kelsey to sing her chirpy songs with. When we came in, the men were sitting in a half circle. We were greeted by mr Red, who was courteous but also had his sweaty hand palms on our diapered bums in seconds. Kelsey was wearing that pink satin romper, with frilly lined openings that showed her nipples. She also wore a chain with two clamps around her collared neck, mr Red immediately put the clamps on her nips after he had lightly sucked them hard. Kelsey giggled that infectious laugh, as the buttons on the bottom of her bulging diapers popped open. All the men laughed when that happened, causing more laughter. Kelsey was led to mr Blue, who wanted closer look at that thick diaper and Kelseys creamy thighs in her black hold ups. Her curls were underneath a big pink bonnet, mr Grey asked if the bonnet could be removed so that he could see the massive bunch of curls. Kelsey giggled, I took off the bonnet and she shook her hair in mr Grey's face, who immediately started drooling. Mr Red pointed me to some bibs, laying on a neat stack. 'If that happens, nurse, you better put them on the gentleman.' He was referring to me as 'nurse', because I wore a white, very short nurses uniform. Fifties style, with a cap on my red pageboy hairdo. The front of my uniform showed my deep cleavage. I have a thing for wearing large false breastplates, cup E and higher. For today, I choose an F-cup with a black lace bra, that was showing and hiding nothing. Kelsey loves it when we play together and I wear my fake tits, she buries her face between 'm and makes them shine with her mouth and tongue. The brown stockings and garters, my white heels, finished the uniform, so were my thick white diapers peeping underneath my uniform. Mr Red was weighing both of our diapers in his hands and said: ooh, so warm and heavy already! You shouldn't change just yet!' The afternoon went like this: Kelsey got all kinds of tasks (picking up toys from the floor by bending over, sitting on the laps of the gentleman while they tickled her thighs and nipples, singing songs and doing silly dances and even crawling around with sex toys in her mouth, looking up with her big blue eyes. The men put her tiny clitty into several chastity cages. Mr Brown also wanted his penis to be restrained; when Kelsey helped him into a steel cage, she couldn't close it because his member became hard. 'There's only one solution to that', Kelsey giggled, and after some light kisses, strokes and pulls, mr Brown's member had deflated enough to close the cage. Of course, Kelsey swallowed, to applause of the other men. She beamed. I was filling Kelseys bottle for the men to help her drink more, putting bibs on the gentlemen that were drooling when they were watching Kelseys lovely diapered butt swinging in front of them, putting on new songs and we even did our famous 'sandwich' routine, where Kelsey lays on top of me, and mr Black put a big magic wand between our diapers for us to squirm on. Kelsey also wanted to perform her sucking routine, and for that I washed all the dildos and vibrators I could find. When I returned, and the bottle she was being fed was empty, Kelsey took the black dildo she'd performed on and walked over to the desk. She sat down on the chair (a loud squishing noise was heard, sending shivers through the spines of her audience) and then showed how she could deep-throat some of the monster cocks that were on little pedestals in front of her. I was right behind her, with a vibrator on low buzz, pushing it against her ass, just as she liked it. No climax, just tease. My tits were bouncing up and down. Ooh, I loved this. The men were all transfixed by Kelseys lips going up and down the shafts, when mr Red couldn't take it anymore, hobbled over, pulled down his pants and told Kelsey to 'work it, baby'. She opened her mouth, and when she was about to actually work it, the stacked French maid I met earlier came in, and shouted: NO! DON'T! You will kill him! His heart is not strong enough!' A silence filled the room. Kelsey, on her knees, eyed me, the maid, and mr Red's member. Now what? ***
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