Growing Up

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Maya was a tall beautiful brunette who's "girl next door" looks and enticingly curvy form turned heads wherever she went, especially her shapely rear. She walked home from school with her best friend, laughing and practically skipping as they enjoyed the beautiful weather. It was only a few more weeks before summer vacation and as juniors the worst of the work was already behind them. Walking across the lawn and up the front steps she saw her mother was home and smiled as she looked to her friend as she said "Mom's home, you know what that means. Snacks!" Opening the door she led the way as they scampered into the house and toward the spacious kitchen, calling out "Moooom?! I'm home!"

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Her friend's name was Tamora, and she was as developed in all needed places as Maya, though she was much shorter. Tamora's wild auburn hair, nice figure and big beautiful brown eyes made many guys interested in her, but the girl was never on a real date in her age of 18... for some important reasons. And she was thinking of it even at this bright cheerful day. "Snaks? Oh my, that's definetly what I need right now!" Tamora answered to her friend, shaking off her worries and fololowing Maya.

Maya's mom, Sarah, looked very good at her age of 39, though she was obviously a mom: right now she wore an old t-shirt and sweatpants - but it showeed from whome her daughter took her curvy figure, plus some muscles. Sarah;s dark hair were in a bun. She smiled widely as she've heard Maya. "We're here, darling! And lots of cookieas are here too! Is Tamora with you? 'Cause her mom is here too! Come here, girls, and tell us how your schoolday wa." she called soundly.

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Maya grinned at the cheerful greeting and led the way into the living room, a spacious yet well furnished area that was immediately cozy and inviting to anyone who entered. The young girl made a beeline for her mother and immediately hugged her hello before dropping her backpack on the floor next to the couch and reaching to the coffee table where a plate of chocolate chip cookies waited for her. Bending forward as she grabbed from the pile, unbeknownst to Maya, her jean skirt rose higher to reveal an inch of white plastic padding that stuck out just under the hem.

Lynn was a bit older than her fellow mother, Sarah, but often came over to spend time with her as they had become good friends through their daughters. At 43 she had worked hard to maintain her looks quite well and retained the thin figure and smooth skin that had put her on the cover of several beauty product boxes. Yet since her daughter Tamora came into the picture she had dedicated all of her attention to łooking after her, sharing the same values as Sarah, and as such had adopted many of the same parenting techniques. Upon seeing Temora she beckoned her over and immediately pulled her into a loving hug, even going so far as to pull her up into her lap with a noticeable crinkle.

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Tamora returned the hug, though she looked a bit emberrassed about it and her cheeks slightly blushed. "Hello, mom! The school was all rigght. I've got A for math test from the last week." she informed, taking a cookie too and wiggling awkwardly on her mom's lap, which caused more crackling. That remined Tamora about all her uneasy thought and concerns...

"And how about you, Maya? What's with the test and school?" Sarah asked cheerfully, obviously not expecting bad results from her daughter. She was very optimistic and merry - aside of moments then she was pissed off. Sarah reached under her daughter's skirt and squeezed the exposed plastic padding a bit. "And how you were doing at school with your diapees? Does anyone need a change?" It was aked in the most everyday way possible - and, indeed, changing her high-schoolr daughter was the most common thing for Sarah to do.

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"It was fine. I got a B+ on the test and I turned in my paper to Mrs. Blanche for Bio." Maya explained nonchalantly, still preoccupied by the cookies in front of her. She wasn't as good as at Math as Tamora and hated it whenever her grades were compared to her best friend's, always feeling like the runner up unless they were talking about her own best subject, Biology. The young brunette didn't so much as jump as her mom squeezed her diaper, the feeling of the wet padding being pushed against her skin perfectly normal. "Moooom!" Maya whined out of annoyance rather than embarrassment "I just got changed by Nurse Nancy at lunch. I'm fine so just give me a sec, ok?"

"Good girl!" Lynn replied cheerfully, kissing her daughter on the forehead before hugging her tighter, "I'm so proud of you sweetie." Hearing the crinkle and watching as Sarah checked her own daughter's diaper, it set her to task reaching down between Temora's thighs and skillfully fining the padding which she squeezed in order to check on its condition. As she did so she cooed "Was my baby girl good about using her diapee?"

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"Congrats, Maya." Sarah smiled. she was not one of the mothers who demand from their kids A+ only, though her reaction on actually bad grades would be noticably different. But she frowned - mostly jokingly - as her daughter ensured her that her diaper was in a good state, since the mother, who changed them for 18 years straight, could clearly feel that it was not true. "Really? I don't know about this, but if you've got chnaged, you've obviously used your diapee again. Do you want to have a rash all over your bottom and twinkie? Get on the changing table, sweetie, and no whining." The cahnging table was in the room near this one, specially designed for Maya's toilet needs - in fact, it had two tables, right for the cases like today.

"Thanks, mom..." Tamora blushed double - both from her mother's praises and compliments (Tamora herself found Maths to be relatively easy and never showed off about her good grades in it) and because of her question. For the last few days the teenager started to "potty train herself", trying to at least use her diapers only then she wanted to... but she dudn't scueed much, and today did "number two" (and quite alot!) right on her way home. Tamora winced uncomfortably, as Lynn's squeeze made a big pile of poop slip back and forth between her nicely sjaped butt-cheeks. "I... I was changed by the nurse too. I'm all right now." Tamora mumbled. She wanted to change her diaper secrely by herself, though she've never tried it before.

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"No," Maya replied defeatedly as she took a bite of her cookie, pouting a little at her mother's tone "but I bare peed at all and I just got home. C'mon Mom, just let me relax a little bit. I think I'm getting old enough to decide when my diapers need changing." She stood there obstinately, still munching on her cookie, though she knew that should her mother insist she'd have no choice but to comply. In all honesty Maya knew she should probably get changed, having wet herself twice since lunch, but she was just so tired of her mom always deciding when and where she'd get a new diaper without even asking for her opinion. It made her feel like such a child.

"Oh really?" Lynn asked, her tone still gentle but missing some of the cheeriness from mere seconds ago. Pulling the material of the lower half of her daughter's outfit out of the way she grabbed a better handful of Tamora's diaper and gently squeezed the heavy lump inside. "That doesn't seem to be the case from where I'm sitting little girl. In fact, it seems to me like somebody just made a rather big mess in her diaper. Now, do you want to rethink your answer before Mommy changes you?" she asked rather cooly.

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Sarah's smile faded away. "Oh, so you're old enough to decide? Well, I guess, taht also means you are old enough to itvhing in your diape then you'll get a rash exectly there you want it the least. But, too bad, I'm too old to take care of your red behind once you'll get it and apply the soothing cream all the time on it. So you will get changed immediately then you need it, Maya. Now I want you to go to your nursery and get on your changing table." Sarah didn't add anything to it, but her tome clearly showed that there was an unspoken and ombious"otherwise...".

Tamora blushed brightly. Of course, her little "crime" was much too obvious to try to fool anyone. The girl wiggled uncomfortably as her mom squeezed her diaper, amking the mess inside it move and press unpleasantly to girl's butt and other parts. But seeing how her friend tried to defand herself and be independent, Tamora wanted to do the same. "Mooom... I c-can take care of it by myself... I'm 18 already... You don't have to check my diaper, you know! Y-you have no right to do it!"

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Maya wanted to argue back but she knew her mother was right, not wanting to get one of those annoying rashes she got whenever they went on a roadtrip or her mom was away. Besides, she could tell that if she didn't do as she was told a rash would be the least of her problems. "Agh! Fine." Maya huffed, stuffing the last of her cookie in her mouth as she marched out of the room and toward the nursery. The room was easy to find as the door was painted a pale pink that stood out from the white of every other doorway, with the inside standing out even more with its pastel pink walls and pantied on cartoon decorations. Walking into the room she crossed the playmat floor in a huff, stepping over her many discarded toys, and grumpily hopped onto the changing table without even taking off her skirt.

"I'll have none of that young lady." Lynn chided in a no-nonsense manner, as if Tamora's outburst was of no real consequence. With a heavy pat on the full diaper the loving mother took no time in picking her daughter up off her knees and sending her to follow Maya toward the oh-so familiar nursery. Following her daughter through the hall she said "I know you want to try and be all grown up in front of Maya, but you're still my baby girl and you still need to get your diapers changed."

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Sarah followed her daughter. "Oh, come on, miss Pouty Face. Like we don't go through it numerous times every day. Why are you so moody today?" At the same time she carefully took off and folded Maya's skirt, raised her legs and carefully unfastened her diaper. Sarah took some baby wipes and started to throughly clean her daughter's butt and privates, making sure that no rash will ever appear on these areas.

"But mooom!.. I'm 18, everyone is grown up at 18! I could get changed by myself..." Tamora protested on the way to the nursery in, ironically, a really childish tone. She got on the table as well - by the way, the cahnging tables were placed heads to tails here (most probably unintentionally, but who knows), so the girls would have clear views on each other's butt if they got chnaged together, like today. Then she was on the table, Tamora collected all her bravery and said something she was thinking up alot recently: "And, I think, I'm old enough to be potty trained. And Maya thinks so too!"