Hello everyone. I’ve been lurking and reading around this forum for a long time, so I figure its about time I leave a mark. More specifically one in the form of a story.
I hope you enjoy reading it!
Just a heads up though, i probably won’t update often, seeing as I’m busy cough[sub]lazy[/sub]cough
Evelyn Pierce sat at her kitchen table looking at the picture of her late husband that hung on the wall. The picture had been taken not two weeks before he died in a car crash. It was lovely and formally composed, the last outing they had had together. Evelyn’s husband had died almost two years ago, and since then Evelyn had cut herself off from the outside world. It wasn’t the same without him.
Evelyn and her husband were very into infantilism, or less formal ABDL. He had cared for his little Eva, and she missed that terribly. She couldn’t do any of the childish things she once loved, they only brought her loneliness.
Luckily, after his death money was no longer an issue by any stretch of the imagination. Evelyn’s husband had brought home a steady paycheck from an office job, and Evelyn was an author. One of her books, sold under a pen name, became quite popular and brought in quite some money. Between this, some luck in the stocks, Evelyn’s husband’s life insurance, and suing the drunk driver that had killed him, Evelyn had quite a lot of money put on the side and more coming in from each book.
But, as has been said, money can’t buy happiness.
Evelyn let out a sigh that echoed through her empty house. Then a thought came to her.
‘Money can’t buy happiness, but it may be able to buy some company.’
Jessica Miles sat across the table from Evelyn and looked her over. Evelyn was a cute 26 year old girl, but she could pass for much younger. She barely stood 5’1", had her brown hair in a low ponytail, quite a flat chest, and not an extra pound on her. If Jessica didn’t know any better she may have guessed Evelyn was 14, maybe 16 at most.
Taking her eyes from Evelyn, Jessica began reading the contract in her hands. Jessica was a nanny in need of work, quite badly at this point and would have taken almost any job. Luckily, this wasn’t any job. The job was for a live in nanny. The duties were, but not limited too, cooking, cleaning, and what appeared to be caring for a child. The wage was incredible, with compensation upon quitting (if she worked at least two weeks), and a lot of assistance for insurances. The only odd part was the NDA, to which Evelyn only said “I like my privacy.” Jessica quickly signed the contract and passed it to Evelyn, who looked it over and smiled.
Evelyn put the contract aside and looked over Jessica. She was a beautiful woman in her early thirties, but she had a timeless look to her. She stood at a daunting 5’11", and had red hair that fell just past her shoulders. Jessica also had a few extra, not to make her fat, but did make her appear more friendly. This weight also settled in her bottom, but mostly her chest, both of which had caught Evelyn’s eye for a bit too long.
“I assume you read the contract thoroughly?” Evelyn asked Jessica.
“Yes Miss Pierce.”
“Please, Evelyn is fine. And you’re aware of the NDA and its implications?”
“I am. Although I don’t see the necessity of it” Jessica replied, as much an inquiry as a statement.
Evelyn sighed and began to fidget. This is the part where she lost 3 other candidates. "There is one thing the contract did not mention that makes the NDA a necessity. And after hearing this you may leave if you wish. " Evelyn then told Jessica how her husband had died. “You may have noticed that the contract implied you would be caring for a child, but I don’t have one.”
Jessica had noticed this. There were no signs of a child in the house.
“My husband used to treat me as a baby, and I miss that care and closeness. The short of it is that you would be caring for me as if I was a baby.” Evelyn paused. “If you wish to leave you may. The contract allows you to quit at any time with no repercussions.”
Jessica didn’t know how to respond. It was odd to say the least, but she had taken care of babies before, maybe an older one wouldn’t be so bad? Besides, she really needed the money.
“What does that involve?” Jessica asked.
Evelyn looked up with shock in her eyes. “Bathing, feeding, diaper changes, and perhaps the occasional outing. Pretty much everything you would do for an actual baby.”
Jessica had one last question. “Would there be anything sexual involved?”
Evelyn began to smile. She didn’t expect to get this far at all. “No. I wouldn’t ask that of you.”
Jessica paused. The money was good. Damn good. And she needed it. “Where will I be sleeping?”
Evelyn took her new nanny and led her upstairs to the guest room to put her things away. The house was a 4 bed 3 bath house, which had been quite empty for too long.
After letting Jessica get settled Evelyn began the tour of the house. Downstairs was the kitchen, dining room, living room (complete with a couch, loveseat, large tv, coffee table and even a fireplace), an office area, and a bathroom. Upstairs had a much more interesting array of rooms. There was the master bedroom and bathroom (with a tub far too large for someone of Evelyn’s size), another bathroom in the hall, Jessica’s room, another guest room, and a locked door.
Jessica wondered what was behind it, but the suspense was short lived as Evelyn pulled out a key. As the door opened all Jessica could think was one word; pink. Jessica stepped into the room, blinked a couple times and tried again; pink.
As odd as it was to Jessica, she had to admit it was impressive. There was a pink crib fit for a twin size mattress, covered in pink Disney princess sheets, and with drawers beneath it. On top of the sheets sat five stuffed animals, but there were many more in the corner. Next to the pile was a pink toybox, no doubt full of toys fit for a child. There was a closet in the wall whose door was open, showing off juvenile clothes of all sorts, from overalls to footie pajamas, to dresses a child would wear to a formal event. The in the corner across from the toys was a rocking chair. The last piece of furniture was a changing table, pink, about as long as the crib, but more narrow. The table was fitted with many drawers, no doubt filled with supplies. But the table also had a large gap in the middle, which was filled with diapers of different kinds. This all sat on a pink carpet and was backdropped by walls that were painted pink about three feet high, and off white the rest of the way, the border covered in a print consisting of letters, numbers, blocks, toys, and other things befitting a nursery. Besides all this, the only word Jessica’s mind could grasp was ‘pink’.
“What do you think?” Evelyn asked meekly, afraid Jessica may still flee.
“It’s impressive,” Jessica said, regaining her composure. “No expense was spared. Although I have to say; it’s very pink.”
Evelyn let out her first giggle in two years. It was pink. Just as she wanted it. She had picked out everything in it, except some of the toys, stuffies, and diapers.
“It was a pink nursery for a baby girl. It seemed appropriate,” Evelyn told Jessica. “And that’s the house. The basement and attic are used mainly for storage. If you have any questions feel free to ask. I’m aware you’re likely new to this and I want to help ad much as possible.”
“I do have a few questions. First, you mentioned outings before. What’s the money situation in that regard?” Jessica felt guilty asking about money so early, but it would have happened eventually.
“I’ll be taking care of that,” responded Evelyn. “There’s a money box in your room for business expenses. Just leave receipts when you use it.”
“Ok. Second, what do you want me to call you?”
“Eva. It’s childish. And any pet names will be fine too. Whatever you’re most comfortable with.”
Jessica gave a smile and relaxed a little. Eva was less intimidating than Evelyn. “Alright Eva. And lastly, what do you want to call me?”
“I’ll leave that to you. I’d prefer something that a child would likely call you.”
“How about Nanny Jess?”
“That’s perfect with me,” said Eva with content. “It’s getting late and its been quite a day. How about we call it an evening and we can begin all this tomorrow?”
“Alright Eva. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight Nanny Jess.”
And with that both women retired to their rooms.
Eva took a long shower, taking care to remove all her body hair for tomorrow, and enjoying the fact that the house was no longer empty. She then proceeded to dry off, brush her teeth and hair, change into her pajamas, and crawled into her bed.
All the while Jessica did something similar. After her shower routine and changing, she sat on her new bed.
‘What did I get myself into?’ she thought to herself. It was money, and she desperately needed it, but changing this woman’s diapers? Treating her like a baby? This was too much, wasn’t it?
Jessica took a deep breath and thought about it. She was still nanny-ing, just for a bigger baby and she would be making Eva happy. If it was too bad she could always quit. Jessica was happy with this conclusion.
Unable to sleep, she explored the room a bit. Everything was empty for her to fill with her clothes and miscellaneous things. She then came to the money box and looked into it. She looked quickly, but there appeared to be about $2,000 in 50’s, 20’s, 10’s, 5’s, and 1’s. For some reason the sight made Jessica relax.
‘I guess I don’t have to worry about money if I work here then.’
And with that thought Jessica went to bed as well.
That’s the end of the first chunk. I just hope the format didn’t mess up.
Feel free to comment, criticize, and the like.