[ABDL, Diapers, Twinning]
“God, why can’t any of these damned shops be open?”
An annoyed and shrill voice echoed through a mall, belonging to an impatient looking older blonde. Dressed from top to bottom in a very relaxed outfit that helped with the summer weather outside, she seemed like just any other ordinary woman. But one look at her back and the tyke that was strapped in, and it was clear that she was much more than just a woman. She was a mother, and her aggressive mouth wasn’t the best influence.
Who could blame her, when she was out during lockdown and desperately needed supplies? Sure, you could say that she was the one who deserved a majority of the blame because she hadn’t stocked up prior to the lockdown kicking in, but how was she supposed to know that? Between work and everything else that kept her busy, she barely had enough time to raise her little girl, and that led to stress upon stress piling up on her.
Thankfully, there was a shining beacon of hope not far from her current spot. A single shop that was open. Not only that, but it was a shop that sold baby supplies. Just what she needed. After her dearest managed to go through all of her diapers, she needed a couple dozen packs just to be sure.
“Excuse me!” The woman went straight inside, looking around for anybody that happened to be employed. The quicker she solved this issue, the better. Even if she had to drag somebody around by the ear…
Her eyes fell upon a black-haired young woman that stood behind the counter with a surprised expression on her face. Both from being interrupted since she didn’t expect anybody to stop by, and…
“U-Uhm, Miss? You need to wear a mask.” The young cashier said, adjusting her own. Hers seemed a little thicker than the recommended one-time-use masks, suggesting that the place was a lot more popular than one might think.
The older woman glared straight at her as she stomped over. “Listen here.” She said, grabbing her by the collar. “I need diapers. I need clothes. I need baby formula. I don’t have time to put on a mask, because I have work in the morning. Do you understand?” The woman outlined what she needed, before letting go of her collar. She wasn’t angry, just frustrated. Why couldn’t they just ease up on her now that she was a mother? Honestly, so infuriating…
“S-Slow down, okay, okay.” The younger woman said, adjusting her shirt slightly. Goodness, she had a couple of bad customers before, but this was a new level. “If you want my help, let’s start from the top. I’m Abby. What’s your name, and what’s the name of your daughter?”
The older woman twitched a little… before deflating, sighing as she unstrapped her daughter from her back, petting the little tyke on the head. “Hannah. This is Cecille. She’s barely a year old, and I’ve been out of my mind trying to care for her. You know what it’s like to be a single mother, kept up all night by scream after scream? It’s not fun.”
Abby winced a little. No wonder she was so on edge. “Don’t you have anybody that could look after her while you work? No family members, no nothing?” The black-haired girl asked, while going through a couple of folders underneath her desk. Just to see if she had what she needed to deal with this woman.
“I’d be lying if I said I had a good relationship with my Mom, and I’ve not seen my Dad in ages. My brothers and sisters are all gone to the wind too, so I’m all alone.” Hannah explained, calming down bit by bit as she looked down at her little toddler, reaching down to give her a kiss on the head. “So, can you help me now, or do you want to hear more of my life’s story?”
The black-haired cashier shook her head. “That’s all I wanted to hear. But you still have to wear a mask, it’s in the rules.” She had to keep bothering the blonde, who immediately shot her a glare. “Hey, hey, no need to give me that look. I have a spare that you can borrow. Don’t worry, I haven’t used it.”
“Good. That’s the least you could offer.” The blonde explained, only for her eyes to widen slightly once she saw the mask. “That’s… That’s not a mask. That’s-”
Abby giggled a little, nervously blushing. “I forgot to stock up myself, but they’re absorbent enough!” The younger woman said as she handed over the ‘mask’, which was really just one of the spare baby diapers she had sitting under the desk, but with a hole cut into it so the head could fit into it and the tapes could then act as the straps keeping it close to the face.
“I’m only doing this because you insist.” Hannah muttered as she slipped the diaper-mask onto her face, snapping the wings shut to keep it nice and snug around her face. “Do you mind if we leave Cecille on the desk? I love her, but I need to think while I shop.”
The younger woman nodded, smiling a little as the diaper seemed to glow ever slightly. “Of course. Here, Cecille.” She chimed, before slipping a little rubber ring into the little girl’s hand, letting her play with the toy while the adults ventured into the store.
“So, Hannah, since you’re so busy, how do you have time to go out and shop?” Abby asked as the two approached the aisle that had all of the baby food and the various formulas that the older woman wanted.
Hannah slowly looked at every type of food that they had available, idly looking over her shoulder to make sure that the black-haired cashier was following her. “I’ve been working with them for a couple of years now, but they’re harsh. I had to cut my pay to get a few hours off, and even then they’re trying to pinch me into working…”
“That sounds horrible!” The younger woman gasped, wrapping her arms around the older woman in a comforting manner. “Abandoned by your family, abandoned by work, it’s just… Just too much!” She was sounding more hurt than her customer. Then again, her friends always did say she had a habit of getting second-hand emotional pain…
The blonde shook her head slightly. She did like the hug, something about it was nice and cozy. Kinda like the diaper mask now that she thought about it. Sure, it was humiliating, but she could breathe comfortably in it and she was definitely not going to get sick by breathing through it.
“Abby, if you had to recommend any of these, which one would you pick?” Hannah asked as she stopped at the end of the aisle, hoping to get a second opinion. She was supposed to be the expert after all.
The younger woman rubbed her chin a little, before smiling. “Why don’t you have a taste and try some for yourself?” She said, picking up a very infantile looking bottle of thick yogurt. It was easy on the teeth and the throat, which meant that her little Cecille could no doubt easily swallow it…
“But that’s baby food. I’m an adult, why would I-” She tried to argue, only for the black-haired woman to slightly tug down her mask and guide a spoonful of the good stuff into her mouth, prompting her to instinctively swallow. The fruity sweetness went straight to her stomach, and a bright blush started to fill her cheeks…
Hannah squirmed in place a little, not noticing that by being fed like this, her body seemed to shrink. Just a little, not too much. Enough that she seemed to be the exact same age as the younger woman… “...C-Can I have another?”
“Of course!” Abby chimed, giving her sweet customer plenty of time to get acquainted with the taste. Spoonful after spoonful after spoonful. Just enough to eat that entire bottle’s worth…
The blonde shivered as she finished the last spoonful, before she quickly started to walk away. “Grab a couple of those and meet me at the clothing section!” She cried out, scurrying away before she was tempted with more baby food.
By the time the black-haired girl returned, Hannah was standing by the cute baby onesies that were decorated with several cartoon characters or animals. The perfect outfits for girls like Cecille, and yet…
“Don’t you have something a bit more mature, Abby?” The blonde asked, pushing her fingers into one of the outfits. It was so frilly, so pink, and the parts that weren’t were covered in small stickers of different characters. How would her little baby girl handle all of that color without getting overwhelmed?
Abby shook her head, but she giggled a little as she noticed how focused her customer’s gaze was. “You know, these were the kind of onesies that I wore back when I was a little baby. Maybe you’re getting nostalgic and you don’t want to share that feeling with your kid?”
“W-What? But I’m-” Hannah muttered in surprise, only for her whole world to start wobbling a little. As if her mind was thrown for several loops, prompting her to blush as soon as everything settled in properly. “H-How’d you know I wore these as a kid?”
The black-haired girl smirked and patted her customer on the back. “Intuition.” She said, grabbing the most adorable onesie out of all of them, the most prissy and dress-like of them. “She’ll love it. Trust me. Now, before you end up jealous over your baby girl’s new clothes, why don’t we go get her some new diapers?”
“R-Right. She’ll be adorable. Just like I was.” The blonde’s confidence had plummeted and she didn’t understand why, as she slowly tugged her diaper-mask further up on her mask and followed behind her friend…
Once they made it to the diapers, Hannah’s thighs felt an odd sense of emptiness. Like they were lacking something between them. Something that she had been enjoying for years, before they were suddenly taken away from her…
“Uhm…” The blonde muttered as she looked towards the cashier, who looked back at her with a surprisingly maternal look in her eyes. “Do you only have diapers meant for babies, Abby?” She asked, blushing from ear to ear as she very nearly dove behind one of the displays to try and get away from her embarrassment.
Abby laughed a little before pulling away several packs full of baby diapers, that the blonde already said she needed plenty of, so she could get to the innermost pack. Which was significantly bigger than the smaller ones that had lined the shelves. “My secret stash.”
“Y-Your? W-Wait, you’re…” Hannah put two and two together, and finally she noticed a certain thickness between the younger girl’s thighs, prompting her to turn completely red. “N-No wonder you knew what to do with the mask shortage. You’ve been…”
The black-haired woman nodded as she stepped closer, putting a hand on her diaper-masked friend’s cheek. “Mmhm. But only because you’ve been needing them ever since you realized what you liked. That’s why they’re your favorite brand, right?”
“Y-Yeah…” It barely took a second for the blonde’s mind to catch up with her memories being altered in real time, causing her to truly believe whatever the cashier was telling her… No, not the cashier. Her twin.
At least, that’s what the two liked to call themselves when they were busy playing with one another at home. When they were both padded up with several layers, until they eventually got tired and slept the day away. They were damn near identical, and yet they weren’t blood related. That didn’t stop them from loving one another, nor from having fun with it.
“C-Can you…” Hannah muttered, her hair having turned black due to the influence of the diaper-mask. She felt so empty down there, and the only thing that could help was something nice and thick.
Abby nodded as she let her ‘twin’ get down on the floor, removing the regressed woman’s leggings and slipping one of the brand new adult diapers underneath her butt. She weaved the middle of the diaper through her thighs, and snapped the wings shut using the tapes, patting it on the front a couple of times to make sure that she was nice and snug. After all, an adult baby like her would hate to wear a loose diaper…
The nervous twin squished her padded thighs together. It felt nice to have something down there. After being naked down there for so long, going without panties even, it was nice to have a thick diaper wrapped around her waist. At the same time, she lamented that the two couldn’t just go home and get each other all nice and layered right now…
“Feeling better, my little Baby Hannah?” The confident twin chimed as she helped her padded lover onto her feet, wrapping her arms around her waist and using one of her hands to squeeze into that nice and thick diaper. Just to tease her. “Or are you going to need a moment? You always start daydreaming when you’re in your pampers after all.”
Hannah shook her head. “Mmmm… This is good. I love it, Abby.” She giggled, nuzzling her cheek as she squeezed her hands onto her twin’s equally thick diaper. “I don’t know why you go to work in a diaper, but it’s amazing how people don’t notice…”
“They don’t think about the fact that the one helping them with their babies’ needs is just as much a baby. You should see their faces when they notice!” Abby giggled, before letting go of her twin and kissing her on the cheek, right above the mask. “Now, let’s go ring you out. Then you can go home and prepare dinner and everything else.”
Her twin nodded as the two went over to the front desk, where their dear adopted daughter was still playing with her ring. Of course, she wasn’t really adopted, but at this point there was no way the former blonde could tell.
“She really is something precious, isn’t she?” The confident twin giggled as she handed over a bag full of everything her lover wanted, and then helped her strap her baby onto her back just like before. “Just like my Baby Hannah is the most precious Adult Baby.”
Hannah blushed all over as she tugged up her mask again, before walking out the door. “Don’t be late! It’s your turn to be Mommy at home!” She shouted back towards her twin as she left, her heart already on the verge of bursting with joy from everything she had planned for the near future.
All while Abby smiled to herself. Those diaper-masks really were something. Not only did she ease a woman’s stress, but she got herself a loving twin. Two birds with one diaper!
She couldn’t wait to show her what it was like to be a real baby, once she got home...