After-School Sitter No More Devin is a 6th grader at the local elementary school. Ms. Jones is an after-school sitter who is in her mid 40's, she is basically a MILF ( mom I'd like to f@#&) One bright summer day Devin was walking home from another long day of school. But this walk was not like all the other times he had come home from school. Devin had to pee like a race horse. The young child was sprinting home with his hands between his legs in a most embarrassing manner. His destination was his babysitter's house, Ms. Jones. He had approached the last leg of his journey when he could not hold it any longer. A slow, warm trickle began to flow down his leg; he could not believe it. The last time he had an accident was many years ago. He could hardly remember it. Ashamed and disappointed, he walked the rest of the way to Ms. Jones' house and tried his best to hide what he had done. The boy opened the door and took off his shoes like he had always done, then with his eyes looking at the ground, he called for Ms. Jones. Suddenly an attractive 45- year-old women appeared. It was no other than Ms. Jones. "What's wrong dear" she said. Devin lifted his head up and slowly explained the situation. After his speech the child was crying uncontrollably. Ms. Jones walked toward the boy, trying to comfort him the best she could. She then took Devin's hand and told him to "come with her". Devin nodded his head and began to follow his longtime sitter. After a short walk they ended up in the baby room. It was where Ms. Jones would change, put to bed and entertain babies when she was watching them. The room was painted a pleasant pastel yellow with white crown molding along the ceiling. There were a few pieces of furniture in the room, including a changing table, crib, and rocking chair. After a few seconds Ms. Jones locked the door behind her a began to talk. "Devin, I want you to get on the changing table. " He stared back at her with a puzzled look. "Since you wet yourself I have no choice but to put you in diapers. " Devin was stunned. He quickly responded with a "no" and began to cry again. Then Ms. Jones swiped the boy off his feet and put him on the changing table. She then took a stomach strap and sealed it over him, preventing any chance of escape. Ms. Jones unzipped Devin's soiled jeans and slid them off his wet legs. After that she pushed his shirt up his skinny chest to give herself a larger working area. Her hands slid down to his yellow-spotted tighty whites and snatched them off his body. He was now almost completely naked. In a useless effort to slow the unavoidable he moved his legs franticly but to no avail. Ms. Jones got a Huggies baby wipe and began to wipe Devin's bottom and penis. The boy's legs stopped. He finally realized his diapered fate. After she was through with that her hands moved again to his penis. Devin got a sensation he had never felt before. It was the most pleasing thing he had ever felt. It was soon over, but a strange liquid ( at least it was strange to him) had come out of his penis. Ms. Jones got another wiped and cleaned him up. Then she sprinkled baby powder all over his private area. She than got a Pampers size 6 diaper and slid it under him. She pulled it between his legs and taped it together. It fit snugly around his legs and waist. Part 2 The young boy now laid on the changing table with nothing but a diaper and a t-shirt. Ms. Jones moved to the head of the table and she removed his shirt. Then she began to lay out the "diaper rules" to him. She explained to Devin that when he was in diapers he would have to act like a two year old, eat like a two year old, and be entertained like a two year old. The last rule was he could not tell her when he needed a diaper change. Devin was sobbing, yet again, Ms. Jones left the room with out explanation, but said she would be back. No less than two blinks of an eye later Ms. Jones returned with a baby bottle full of milk. She moved over to the table and un-latched the stomach strap, then she sat down in a rocking chair. Devin lay there for a few moments until he heard Ms. Jones call for him. He got off the table and walked over to her. She told him to sit on her lap, which he did reluctantly. Ms. Jones put the bottle up to the boys lips and he began to suck. With her free hand she started to message the front of his diaper. The bottle was soon finished and Ms. Jones took Devin by the hand and led him downstairs were she turned on Barney the purple dinosaur. Than she took a blanket and draped it over him. His orders were to watch TV and not to change the channel. About 10 minutes later someone entered the house. It was no other than Ms. Jones' daughter Kelly. She was 17 years old had blond hair blue eyes and a beautiful body. She began to move down the stairs to talk to Devin, but before she could talk to him Ms. Jones yelled out (from the kitchen), "Going to say hi to the baby, Kelly?" she replied saying "what baby?". Ms. Jones then yelled for Devin to remove his blanket. He did so and Kelly saw what her mother was talking about. "Oh, how cute," she said when she saw him for the first time in diapers. Then Ms. Jones asked her daughter to check to see if he was wet. Kelly, eager to perform the request, walked over to Devin and stuck her hand down the front of his diaper. He was dry, but Kelly was sure to keep her hand in his diaper long enough for his "flag to rise". After Kelly reported back to her mother she asked her to bring him up to the changing table any way. Kelly took the boy by the hand and brought him up the stairs to the nursery. Then Devin got on the table and Kelly sat in the rocking chair. One minute later Ms. Jones entered the room with a thermometer and some petroleum jelly. She put the two items on the shelves of the changing table and told Devin to lay down on his stomach... to be continued. . . . . . . . . . . . . .