MY MAMA - CHARLENE

Summary: My bosses' wife agrees to baby me but then decides to keep me 
as her baby forever. Lots of breastfeeding and cuddling and other nice 
things.

I was working out of my bosses’ home. He had a small home-based 
business and I had a room out of which I handled much of the paperwork. 
It was very easy work and since the boss was gone out of town a lot, I 
was pretty much left on my own. The only other person around was the 
bosses wife, Charlene. I didn’t pay much attention to her at first, but 
as time went on, I began seeing her in a different light. She was a 
full-figured woman, about 40 years old, 5’10, 170 lbs, with short brown 
hair. I am only 5’6”, so her height made me feel small and submissive. 
She definitely wasn’t a beautiful woman on the outside but it was what 
was on the inside that attracted me. She always had a smile on her face 
when she talked to me. She talked in a very soft, soothing, gentle 
tone, one that could make you relax instantly. I wanted to curl up in 
her arms and just listen to the sound of her voice. She became the 
center of my thoughts.

One day when she was out running errands, I went into her bedroom to 
take a look around. I was surprised to see a crib beside her bed and a 
changing table up against one wall. Her 19-year-old daughter just gave 
birth to a baby recently but lived out of town and I’ve never seen them 
over here.

On her bed was a plush, furry, light brown blanket. I ran my hands over 
it. I loved soft, furry things. When I was very young, my mother would 
wear angora and mohair sweaters and would cuddle me in her furry arms 
any chance she would get. I grew to love them and would sneak into my 
mother’s bedroom when she wasn’t home and pleasure myself with them, 
all the time thinking about being a little baby again in my mother’s 
arms.

I thought about getting into this blanket but I decided against it for 
now. However, I wondered, if she had a furry blanket, would she have 
any sweaters I might enjoy. I opened her closet door and was not 
disappointed. There on her shelves were several angora sweaters in 
various colors. She also had a baby blue borg pile robe hanging behind 
the door. I rubbed the soft material in my face and smelled her scent. 
I was brought back to the days when I was a baby being held in my 
mothers soft arms. I was getting so excited, I began to rub my member 
as I smelt her scent on the robe, but stopped short of wetting myself.

I walked out of the closet over to the crib and gazed at it for a 
while. “She won’t be back for a while,” I told myself. I took off my 
clothes and climbed into the crib. I took a blue fleece baby blanket 
off the railing and lay down in the crib, covering myself. I put my 
thumb in my mouth, closed my eyes and started sucking, imagining I was 
Charlene’s little baby. I laid there for 10 minutes and then decided I 
better get dressed again because I didn’t know when Charlene would be 
back. Reluctantly, I left her bedroom and returned to my room/office.

A couple of hours later, Charlene came home. She smiled and said hello 
as she walked past my office and made her way up to her bedroom.

A few minutes late she came down and asked me to come into the living 
room for a moment.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Well, I was wondering if you had been in my bedroom today.”

I instantly felt numb. “Well…..yes, I thought I heard something fall, 
so I went in to look to see what it was. It turned out to be my 
imagination.”

“I see. The reason I ask is that you left footprints in the carpet and 
the footprints go from my bed to my closet and then to the crib I have. 
I have a robe in my closet which is now on the floor and there was a 
baby blanket on the crib railing which is now in the crib. It doesn’t 
look like it just fell into the crib. It actually looks like someone 
was using it.”

I could feel I was sweating. I must have looked horrified and didn’t 
know what to say. I had been caught.

“Were you in the crib, David?” she asked softly. She was being very 
careful not to upset me.

“Yes, but just for a second.” That must have sounded stupid.

“Were you pretending to be a baby?”

It was at least a few seconds before I responded but I knew she knew. 
“Yes”

“I see. Did you move my robe?”

“Yes. I just wanted to feel how soft it was and ….”

“And what?”

“And …. It smelt so good. I mean, it smelt like you. I mean …..”. I was 
stumbling over my words now.

“David,” she said softly, “If you were going through my clothes, not 
wearing them I mean, but familiarizing yourself with them and also 
pretending to be a baby, do you look at me as a mother figure?”

I could tell it was out in the open now so I decided to be completely 
honest.

“Well… yes. I kind of fantasize about being a baby.”

“My baby?” she asked.

“Yes. Charlene, I am so sorry about this. I promise I won’t go in your 
room anymore. Please don’t tell your husband. I don’t want to get 
fired”, I pleaded.

Charlene looked at me and I could tell she was thinking about all of 
this. After a few seconds which seemed like an eternity, she reached 
over and cupped her hands over mine.

“Listen. I am very flattered that you would want to be my baby. Do you 
really desire this? I mean, is this fantasy something that is really 
important to you?” she asked.

My member was throbbing. I was so uncomfortable with the tightness in 
my pants by this time.

“Yes, it is.”

“Okay, then.” Charlene put her left arm around me and her right hand 
behind my head and pulled me toward her. My face buried into her neck 
and she started rocking me back and forth. “You can be my baby. And 
don’t worry about my husband. He won’t find out.”

She kissed me on the head and then stood up and took my hand.

“Come on, let’s go to the bedroom and you can tell me exactly what you 
want.”

I couldn’t believe this was happening but I knew she was sincere. 
Charlene was going to treat me as her baby.

Part 2

We went into Charlene’s bedroom and sat on the bed. I instantly started 
to caress the soft blanket with my right hand, it felt so good. 
Charlene took my other hand in hers and asked, “Now, I need to know how 
far you want me to go in treating you as my baby. Do you want me to 
diaper you and feed you and bathe you? Things like that?”

“Yes, that would be fine,” I replied.

“So, that’s all you need?”

“Well……..”

“Come on honey, you have to tell me everything or else it won’t be as 
real for you. I want you to enjoy this experience.”

“Okay. I would like to be treated like a real baby. I would like to be 
diapered and bottle fed and I would love to be cuddled and rocked in 
your arms.”

“Oh, that’s so nice,” she commented

“And, well…. Just treat me as if I was your real baby. No different. Is 
that OK?”

Charlene smiled at me and said gently, “Of course it is. I think I’m 
going to enjoy this too. I love babies. So, is that it?”

“Well, this is something else I really like. I love soft things and I 
noticed you have some angora sweaters in your closet. Do you think you 
could wear them sometimes when you’re cuddling me?”

“Sure I could,” she replied. “After all, babies love soft things. 
Everyone knows that. And I noticed you like my blanket by the way 
you’re rubbing it with your hand like that. Maybe, this should be your 
baby blanket.”

I smiled from ear to ear.

“All right then,” Charlene said, “I better go to the store and buy what 
we’re going to need. But for now, why don’t you hop into the crib and 
I’ll cover you with your blankie. Let’s get those clothes off.”

Charlene laid me back onto the bed and gently removed my clothes except 
my underwear. She took hold of my hand and led me to the crib and 
helped me climb in. She grabbed the soft, furry blanket from off the 
bed and covered me with it and then pulled up the railing to lock it in 
place. I began to suck my thumb, rocking slowly back and forth.

Charlene leaned over the railing and began to caress my face with her 
soft hand.

“You’re such a good baby. You just close your eyes and go to sleep. 
Mommy will be back soon.”

Part 3

I woke up hearing Charlene walking around in the bedroom. I sat up and 
looked through the crib bars to see her placing packages of adult 
diapers on the shelves of the changing table. There were also a couple 
bottles of baby powder and lotion, some pacifiers, baby bottles, & baby 
wipes.

Charlene looked over in my direction and smiled. “Well, I see someone 
had a nice nap. You know, David, I’m actually excited about this. I 
just love taking care of babies. Now, let’s get you out of there and 
get you into a nice, soft diaper.”

She walked over and lowered the bars of the crib and helped me out. I 
walked over to the changing table holding her hand and climbed up on 
top, lying on my back.

Charlene said, “OK, lift your legs up so mommy can take off those big 
boy underwear.”

She took off my underwear leaving me completely exposed to her. I 
turned red and looked away, which she immediately noticed.

“Now, now. Don’t be shy. Remember, you’re my little baby now. Mommy is 
going to be seeing this a lot.”

With all this babying and baby talk, my member started to stand at full 
attention.

“Oh dear,” she said, “You really enjoy this, don’t you? This is going 
to make it impossible to diaper you properly. Your wee-wee has to be 
pointing down. David….. do you think you can relax so that your wee-wee 
can go down?”

“No, I don’t think so”, I replied.

“Well, I can only think of one other way to make your wee-wee relax. 
Are you okay with me giving you pleasure?”

This was my ultimate fantasy coming true. All those years of pleasuring 
myself while dreaming I was a someone’s baby. “Yes, mommy. It’s okay.”

“Oh, I like it when you call me mommy. OK, mommy will help you.” 
Charlene first took a few baby wipes and washed me over very well. Then 
she took the bottle of baby lotion and applied some to both of her 
hands and to my member. She then started to gently rub the lotion up 
and down my member.

“You know, honey. I don’t think I should call you ‘David’. I wouldn’t 
call you that if I was your mommy. How about if I just call you “baby”? 
Would you like that?”

“Yes, mama.”

“Mama’s even better!” she laughed.

Charlene continued to rub up and down while talking to me in her soft, 
gentle voice.

“Do you like this baby? I think you doooo”, she chuckled.

I closed my eyes and started to talk in baby talk. “Baa baa daa daa 
mama. Mama, mama”

“What a good baby you are. Yes, you are. Mama’s going to take good care 
of you from now on. Yes, she is.”

I suddenly exploded into her hands and onto my stomach.

“There now. My baby should be good now.” Charlene cleaned off her hands 
and wiped me down again with the baby wipes. Then, with my help, she 
lifted my legs and sprinkled baby powder all over me. She opened the 
package of diapers and removed one, placing it under my tush. It only 
took her a couple of minutes to have me diapered.

“Now, stay right here. Mama is going to change.”

Charlene went into her closet and grabbed a pink angora sweater. She 
came out and put it on her bed. She then took off her blouse and then 
her bra. I looked on and again my member was starting to get aroused. 
Her breasts were big and round, just calling out to be sucked on. 
Charlene grabbed her angora sweater and put it on. I immediately wanted 
to be in her arms.

She took my hand and led me downstairs and told me to sit on the couch 
for a second.

“I’ll be right back, baby. I have to go prepare you a bottle,” Charlene 
said.

In a few minutes, she returned and sat on the couch next to me.

“Okay, honey. Lay across my lap. I’m going to put my arm under your 
head to support you. That’s a good boy.”

I lay down and snuggled my face into her soft angora sweater, hoping to 
find a breast.

“No, no baby. Here, look. Mama’s got your baba for you.”

I could feel her rubbing the nipple of the baby bottle across my bottom 
lip. I opened my mouth and felt the nipple being guided in. It felt so 
good to suckle a nipple. I started to relax in her soft, furry arms and 
began sucking on my baba.

“That’s a good boy. Drink your baba, baby.”

I looked up into her eyes and saw what I had been searching for. Love. 
Charlene looked down and smiled. There was a twinkle in her eyes. She 
started to rock back and forth while giving me my bottle. Yes, as our 
eyes locked, we both knew, this was love.

Part 4

I must have fallen asleep in Charlene’s arms. I woke up to the sound of 
the telephone.

“Baby,” she said, “you have to sit up honey. I have to answer the 
phone.”

I got off her lap so she could get up. Charlene answered the phone.

“What! When? Is he okay? Where is he? I’ll be right there!” Charlene 
sounded distraught.

“David! I have to go. My husband has been in a car accident. You should 
probably go home now.” She grabbed a coat from the hall way closet and 
put on her shoes. But before she left she walked over to me and said, 
“I’ll be in touch, okay? Did you enjoy our time together?”

“Yes, I sure did,” I replied.

Charlene smiled and gave me a big hug. “I did too”, she whispered in my 
ear, “I’ll call you later. Lock up when you leave.” With that she 
walked out the front door.

Her husband ended up dying from the car accident. His funeral was the 
next weekend.

I wondered what would happen now. I surely wouldn’t have a job now. But 
more important, what would Charlene do? Would she move closer to her 
daughter? Would I ever see her again? I phoned her a couple of times in 
the next two weeks and talked to her briefly. She said she was thinking 
about what she should do but also that she was thinking about me a lot. 
She kept up my paychecks though, so I could still pay my bills. I would 
pick them up in her mailbox. It wasn’t until a whole month after the 
funeral that she called me and asked me to come over to her house.

Charlene answered the door with a big smile on her face. “Hi, come on 
in,” she said.

After I stepped in, she shut the door and gave me a big hug.

“How are you?” I asked?

She looked at me and said, “Oh, I’m okay. I miss him but I’m coping. 
How are you doing?”

“Okay. I’ve missed you but I’m coping too.”

Charlene laughed and gave me another hug. “I’ve missed you too”, she 
said. “I imagine you’re wondering what I’m going to do. Let’s go into 
the living room and talk. I’ve made some coffee.”

We sat down with our coffee on the couch facing each other.

“David, how much do you enjoy being a baby?”

I thought about it for a couple of seconds. “I enjoy it quite a bit. 
Especially yours!”

“What if I told you that it might be possible for that to happen? For 
you to be a real baby?”

“I don’t understand. How would that be possible?” I asked.

“It would take too long to explain, honey. I don’t even think I 
understand it all. But, let’s just say I have a friend who’s given me 
something that can help us. So, I want to know, if you could be my 
baby, a real baby, would you? It’s not reversible, so you have to be 
sure.”

I thought about it for a few minutes. It was a serious decision. I 
would be giving up my life as I know it. I would be giving my adult 
life to go back to being a helpless baby, dependant on my mama for 
everything. Just the thought of it made my heart race and my member 
throb.

“Yes, Charlene. I want to be your baby. I want to have that unbreakable 
love and bond that exists between a mother and her baby. I want you and 
I to have that. So, yes.”

Charlene had tears in her eyes and a smile on her face. She reached 
over and stroked my face with her hand. “I want that too, honey. So, 
I’ve already sold my husband’s business so we won’t need to worry about 
working for a living. I’m going to renovate the spare bedroom into a 
nursery for you but in the meantime, you will be sleeping in the crib 
in my bedroom. I am so excited about this, David. I have wanted to have 
a baby again ever since I had my daughter. I’m so happy that it’s going 
to be you.”

“Me too.”

“OK,” Charlene said, “If you’re ready, we can start anytime.”

“I’m ready”, I said.

Charlene took my hand and led me upstairs to her room. “Lay down on my 
bed, honey. Good boy.” She unbuttoned my shirt and unzipped my pants 
and removed them. She took off my underwear leaving me naked on the 
bed. Charlene took a jar of cream from her dresser and started to rub 
this cream all over my body. When she was finished, she handed me a 
large bottle of fluid. “Now, you’re supposed to drink all of this. It 
isn’t supposed to taste very good but if you drink it fast, it won’t be 
as bad,” she said.

After I drank all the liquid, Charlene produced a syringe from her 
pocket. Without warning, she injected the contents into my arm and put 
a small Band-Aid over the hole.

“Okay, honey,” she said with a smile, “you’re going to feel sleepy. 
Don’t fight it. Just close your eyes and go to sleep. When you wake up, 
I’ll be here. Don’t worry. Everything is going to be all right.” Those 
were the last words I heard.

Part 5

I woke up still lying on the bed. I turned my head and saw Charlene 
lying next to me, watching me. She seemed to be a lot bigger. “Good 
morning, baby”, she said. Charlene reached over and caressed my face 
with her hand. “How do you feel?”

“Okay, I guess.” My voice had changed. It sounded like a little boys. 
“Did it work?” I asked.

“Oh, yes. It sure did. Now, you might not be as young as you would 
like, but we can go through the process again if we want.”

“How old am I, Charlene?”

“I would guess about 3, and you’re adorable. But, I don’t want you to 
call me by my name anymore. ‘Mommy’ or ‘mama’ is more appropriate. Now, 
I’m kind of eager to start bonding with my baby.” Charlene got off the 
bed and removed all her clothes. I was especially interested in her 
breasts. As she removed her top, I saw that her breasts were huge and 
her nipples were little projectiles. She lay back down beside me and 
with one arm, slid my little body over to hers so that my stomach was 
touching hers. I could feel my wee-wee up against her thigh and my face 
was at her breast. Charlene cupped her left breast with one hand and 
put her other hand on the back of my head. Gently she guided my head to 
her nipple. I didn’t need any instructions. I opened my mouth and 
received her nipple. This was heaven. My wee-wee stood at attention 
against her thigh and I started to nurse. To my surprise and delight, 
mother’s milk came into my mouth and down my throat. I learned later 
that she had applied some of that cream to her breasts which had the 
desired result.

“Ohhh, honey. That feels sooo good! I can’t believe how good that 
feels! Keep sucking, baby.” I could feel Charlene’s body tense, and she 
pulled my body closer into hers. She leaned her head over and kissed 
mine. I loved her smell. I was beginning to feel emotions for her I 
never felt before. It was like a possessive feeling, like I couldn’t 
break away from her even if I wanted to. But I definitely didn’t want 
to. I put my little hand on the side of her breast as I nursed. I was 
so excited, my member was throbbing.

“Ohhh, baby,” she moaned, as I licked and sucked her nipple.

Charlene felt me start rubbing against the top of her thigh in 
excitement. She just smiled, knowing that little boys are like that. 
She moved her leg to a better position for me, so that I could hump her 
thigh better.

As I continued to play and suck on her nipple, she moaned with pleasure 
and her body twitched a few times. “Ohhh, honey”, she said. I could 
feel her starting to relax. “Mommy liked that so much.”

It didn’t take me long before I came. My body relaxed as well and 
Charlene put her hand on my back holding me against her body as I 
slowly released my suction on her nipple.

“I think this is the best way for mommy and her baby to bond, don’t 
you”, she asked?

“Yes, mama.”

“I think we’ll have to do this everyday, maybe several times a day, to 
form a strong bond between us. What do you think?”

“Yes, mama.”

We laid there in bed, our naked bodies up close against each other for 
another 20 minutes. Charlene ran her fingers through my baby fine hair 
and also over my body, feeling her new baby’s soft skin. It was natural 
for a mother to get so familiar with her child. Her love for me was 
continuing to grow, as was mine.