She let's Emily feed her.

Kylee realized she was in a lose-lose situation. She could either look like a giant baby and eat the mushy oatmeal with her hands, or look like a giant baby and let Emily spoon feed her. I'm Kylee's mind, that made the decision easy. If she let Emily feed her, maybe should could retain the dignity of keeping herself a little clean during breakfast. Plus, letting Emily feed her may get her a few points in her new babysitter's eyes.

So, after shuffling uncomfortably in her chair, being reminded of the sticky, stinky mess drying in her diaper, Kylee let Emily know her decision.

"Please feed me Ms. Emily," Kylee said, unable to make eye contact as she made the request.

Emily grinned ear to ear. Her excitement that the other woman was letting herself be spoonfed was almost palpable.

"Alright, baby, turn your chair towards me!" Emily said excitedly, pulling a chair up next to the diapered woman.

Kylee immediately complied, turning to face Emily. Emily grabbed the spoon, dipped it into the steaming bowl of oatmeal, and pulled out a big scoop.

"Open your mouth Baby Ky-Ky! Here comes the train," Emily said like she was talking to a toddler, making a big looping gesture with the spoon in the air. Kylee opened her mouth as directed.

"Chugga, chugga, chugga, Choo-choo!" Emily said as she slowly brought the spoon to Kylee's mouth.

Kylee leaned her head forward to place her mouth around the spoon, but, at the last minute, Emily redirected to spoon, causing the oatmeal to get all over Kyle's cheek, rather than her face.

"Uh, oh, looks like little Ky-ky is a messy girl in more than one way," Emily giggled, as Kylee glared at her babysitter. "Oh, it's okay! Don't be grumpy! Lots of babies have a hard time eating solid foods without getting messy. Let's practice some more, open up!"

Kylee, frustrated by this process, but aware of her need to follow Emily's instructions to keep Michael from finding out about her attempted trip to the bathroom, continued to play along. Emily repeated the process of getting oatmeal on the spoon, making funny noises, and pushing the spoon towards Kylee's mouth again. This time, Emily let Kylee get her lips around the spoon, but pulled it back quickly, causing oatmeal to drip down the other woman's chin.

"Good job, Ky-ky! That was much better! You still made a little bit of a mess though," Emily said as she grinned, clearly enjoying forcing Kylee to make a mess of herself while eating. Kylee, for her part, only protested with her face. Her pout plus the oatmeal on her chin and cheeks, much to Emily's delight, making Kylee look more like a petulant two year old than the mature adult woman she actually was.

The feeding continued in this manner until the bowl emptied. By the end, Kylee swore more of the bowl ended up on her rather than inside her. Her face, her neck, and the top of her shirt was covered with oatmeal. She knew she had to look ridiculous.

As is if to confirm Kylee's concerns, Emily sat back and started to giggle uncontrollably while looking at Kylee.

"Baby, you've got more food on your face than in your belly! I don't know what's messier, your face or that stinky little bottom!" Emily **** out between laughs. Kylee's face immediately turned red at being reminded of the fact she was currently sitting in her own feces.

As Emily got up to go get a wet towel, Kylee had an idea.

"Um, Emily, do you think that since my belly is all full now, maybe you could change my diaper?" Kylee asked meekly.

Emily turned her head to look back at Kylee as she wetted a dishcloth in the sink.

"That sounded a lot like how a big girl would ask for a diaper change. Are you a big girl, Ky-ky?" Emily asked with a dangerous tone in her voice.

Kylee sighed and immediately changed her tack.

"No, Ms. Emmy. Ky-ky is baby. Ky-ky make stinkies! Ms. Emmy give Ky-ky new bottom?" Kyler asked with a **** babyish lisp.

Emily laughed.

"Good girl, Ky-ky! But, baby, breakfast isn't over yet! You had your oatmeal, but you haven't had anything to drink. Once you've had your milkies, maybe then we can think of getting you in a new bottom!" Emily said, some new, dark thought lurking behind her eyes.

Kylee groaned internally as Emily walked back up to her with the wet towel. Her butt was starting to itch again as she felt her mess drying on her skin. She really hoped she wasn't getting another diaper rash.

Kylee couldn't think about that for long though, because, once Emily got into range she grabbed the other woman by the back of the head and forcefully wiped her face with the wet dishtowel, much like a mother cleaning a naughty toddler's face. After she had thoroughly scrubbed Kyle's cheeks and chin, Emily stood back and shook her head.

"How did you get so much food on your shirt, you messy little girl?" Emily asked rhetorically. "I need to remember to text your Daddy and make sure he gets you some bibs. Otherwise, I guess we'll have to start feeding you while your nakey!"

Kylee's blush at the idea of being spoonfed by Emily, her gym crush, with her breasts hanging out, was thankfully hidden by how red her face was already after being aggressively scrubbed clean of oatmeal.

"For now though, I can't have you crawling around in that dirty shirt and getting oatmeal all over the house. Arms up!" Emily ordered.

Kylee immediately complied, letting Emily rip her shirt off and exposing her breasts. Kylee immediately moved to cover her chest once it was exposed. Emily slapped her hands away.

"Baby's don't care about modesty! Hands down! Let your babysitter look at those cute little titties of yours!" Emily commanded playfully.

Once again, Kylee did as she was told. She felt incredibly **** and exposed sitting in her kitchen in nothing but her very messy diaper. That feeling was made worse by Emily's gaze. Emily was not looking at Kylee's body like a babysitter. Instead, Emily's gaze lingered on Kylee's exposed body with a fire behind her eyes that spoke of a carnal desire.

"What beautiful little titties you have baby girl! Maybe we should keep those out more often?" Emily said.

Kylee blushed again, but, had to admit to herself, seeing the hunger for Kylee's body in Emily's eyes, she felt good with herself.

"Danks, Ms. Emmy," Kylee said demurely, trying her best to keep playing the part of the mostly compliant toddler.

Emily shook her head at the words as if she was being awakened from a stupor.

"Okay, now to get your something to drink. Kylee, crawl over to the couch and lay down. Be careful not to let your little diapy leak on the furniture. I'll be over there in a moment."

Kylee, feeling a little aroused and frustrated at Emily's shift back to caregiver mode, slid out of her chair and got back on all fours. Now, her diaper wasn't the only thing dangling to the floor. As she crawled, her exposed breasts swayed back in forth in time with her wet and messy diaper. The whole situation once again making her feel uncomfortable and absurd. Regardless, she did as she was told and crawled over to the couch and lied down, waiting for Emily to join her.

Her wait wasn't long. After Emily had put the wet dishtowel, bowl, and spoon in the sink, she walked over to the couch. She directed Kylee to pick her head up, then sat where Kylee's head had been, laying the older woman's head gently back down in her lap.

Kylee had to admit, she liked the view. Laying with her head on Emily's lap, looking up at Emily's face, she got an incredible view of the beautiful woman's young, perky breasts. Kylee was confused however. This was a position that would work for bottlefeeding, but, didn't Emily say that she couldn't find any bottles in the house?

It didn't take long for Kylee's confusion to be cleared up. Emily reached over and grabbed Kylee's left breast in one hand, causing Kylee to moan a little.

"I don't think it's fair that you have to show off your precious little titties while mine have to be kept all locked up," Emily said as she massaged Kylee's breast with one hand. "Plus, you don't have any bottles, and I think your little show at breakfast proved you can't be trusted with a big girl cup."

Kylee's only response was to moan and close her eyes as Emily started to play with Kylee's exposed nipple.

"So, I may not be making milkies in my boobies right now, I bet that practicing would help me start doing that. I was thinking then, instead of getting actual milkies for breakfast, and making a mess, you can practice getting milkies from me this morning. How does that sound baby girl?"

Kylee couldn't respond. Emily dextrous hand rubbing her breast and nipple had her bucking and moaning in her messy diaper on the couch.

"I'll take that as a yes," Emily said with a smile on her face.

Emily quickly used her free hand to pull up her shirt and expose her voluptuous breasts. Kylee opened her eyes just enough to get a look at Emily's large, hard, pink nipples. Clearly, Kylee though, Emily is enjoying this too.

Kylee opened her mouth to moan. Emily took advantage of Kylee's open mouth and bent over slightly, shoving her exposed nipple into Kylee's mouth. Kylee latched on immediately and began to hungrily suck on Emily's breast. She turned her body to the side to get a better angle. Emily used her free hand to both support Kylee's head and **** it against her breast, all while continuing to play with Kylee's exposed breasts with her other hand.

It took mere moments before both women were moaning in pleasure. For Kylee, the humiliation of being **** to 'feed' on another woman's breast while having her nipples played with was exhilarating. Similarly, for Emily, having this much power and control over another woman, who, she had to admit, she was attracted to herself was a rush. That, plus the pulsing stimulation of her nipple being sucked made her hornier than she could ever remember being.

Both woman remained this way, moaning in ecstasy on the couch until one particularly strong suckle by Kylee combined with a delicate like by her tongue put Emily over the edge. Emily released her hand from the back of Kylee's hand and shoved it down the front of her pants to begin running her clit vigorously. It took just moments before Emily was screaming in orgasm.

"GOOOOOOOOOOD BAAAABBBY!" Emily screamed as she came.

Kylee, who never stoped sucking Emily's breasts looked up at Kylee from the side of her eye as Emily came. She let herself smile as she continued to suckle the other woman's breast.

**Maybe,** Kylee thought to herself as she breastfeed while wearing a messy diaper, **this won't all be so bad.**

As Emily finished orgasming, she delicately pushed Kylee's head away from her chest, directing Kylee to let it settle in her lap. Emily removed her hand from her pants and Kylee's breast and started stroking Kylee's hair and rubbing Kylee's back lovingly.

"Good girl, Ky-ky, good girl," Emily said as both woman surrendered to the warmness of the moment.