Sorry about the false start on “How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Diaper.” Maybe I’ll get back to it someday. But here is the start of one I think can actually go somewhere for now. Hope you enjoy.
Joey knew it was wrong, it was inappropriate, but he watched her as she left anyway. Her booty shorts showed off her long and skinny legs– not dainty or fragile but not muscular or built up either. He admitted to himself he had always thought she was cute but now it had somehow evolved into a full fledged crush.
Joey had been the summer youth ministry intern at Union Community Church in New Mexico three years ago under Dave Pedigree and met all the youth then. Back then, Jill had been 15 and he 19. She still had her braces on then, and was something of a klutz, not used to her longer legs yet. Joey got to know her over the summer and played many basketball games with her and the other youth.
Three years later, Dave was leaving Union for a preaching position, and the church had invited Joey back to become the full time youth minister. Though New Mexico was far from his home, he really did enjoy working with the youth and when he found out he would be allowed to stay in the parsonage he readily accepted. He had stayed in contact with several of the kids on Facebook and through texting, but he had really forgotten all about Jill Stuart.
But now, she was 18, and Joey couldn’t help himself. Especially after a couple of small incidents. See, Joey was an ABDL. He would never let that interfere with his work, though now that he lived alone he kept a pack of diapers in his bedroom. But he had been growing through the book of Hebrews with the youth, and when he came across Hebrews 6:1 he had to pause. Therefore let us leave the elementary doctrine of Christ and go on to maturity. The commentary he had been reading explained it as: “Often in the church we teach the ABCs and then don’t go any further. But mature Christians don’t need the ABCs again.” The thought that came to Joey’s mind was “We need to stop wearing diapers and grow up.” He wondered if he could get away with bringing a pack to church and having the youth put them on over their pants.
Finally he decided that was too weird. He settled on getting several jars of baby food and printing the verse on a strip of paper and taping it around the jar.
Joey taught the class but ahead of time promised the youth, “I have a snack for you later on.” When he got to this verse he read it and stopped, then said, “Why don’t we take a break here and have our snack.”
He got out the jars and started passing them out. He said, “As we grow up, we don’t need baby food anymore, we need to eat solid food – we move on to things like hamburgers and pizza or salad if we want to stay healthy. But I bet none of you eat baby food anymore.” At the point he was about to pass out the real snack he had gotten, but Chrissie shouted out, “Jill does.”
Joey thought Chrissie was insulting Jill and was about to speak but Jill said, “She’s right. I love baby food,” as she dipped the plastic spoon he had handed out in jar and started eating. Joey laughed along with the group and then tried to rein them back in. And sure enough, later they remembered that lesson as the lesson Jill ate baby food in.
The other incident was right before Dave officially left. The youth were playing volleyball and Dave was on Jill’s team. Jill accidentally let a ball fall right beside her and Dave started yelling at her, “Come on Jill! Shape up or I’ll whip you into shape.” Everyone loved Dave and knew when he yelled like that, he was mostly teasing.
And so Jill replied, “Go ahead, whip me!”
Dave showed his arm like he was about to spank her, another act that wasn’t unusual from Dave. He took a few steps forward and got around her and slowly started to swing his arm before Jill laughed and said, “Stop! I was kidding, I was kidding.”
Those two incidents had put in Joey’s mind that Jill was the girl who liked baby food and wanted to spanked. And his crush had begun.