Annie, my newest Mother called, saying she needed a night with her husband, desperately. He was getting in a foul mood because of all her attentions to the baby, and she added, she needed some time off too. I told her sure, that I would come a little early to get acquainted. I was eager to try out my new feeder anyway.

Annie was surprized when I came right over. I explained quickly that I would not start charging till they left. I also said I would like to help her get ready, so she would be more relaxed on her "Date". She seemed to relax, smiled, and motioned me in. She introduced me to Patsie, and gave me a tour of the house. She apologized for the unwashed dishes, saying she had just gotten home from work. That she had an argument with her husband on the phone, and had called me while she was still at work. She then started crying. I hugged her and told her to come on, times a-wasting. I walked her to the master bedroom, unbuttoned and removed her blouse and unhooked her bra. I tossed the blouse on the bed and walked into the bathroom and turned on the bath spigots. I poured in some Perfumed Bubble Bath. Pulled the chair close and set two towels on it. She came to the door, holding her bra to her bosom, saying she didn't have time for a bath, that she had to pick up the house, and wash dishes. I told her nonsense, strip and get in the tub, you need to relax. I pulled her into the bathroom, unzipped her skirt and removed it and her slip. As I walked out, I said, "You Relax, I'll straighten up." I hung up her blouse, and asked what she wanted to wear. She said the blue chiffon dress. I got it out, laid it on the bed. Also a slip, white high heels and clutch purse. I picked out a sexy bra and panties, a garter belt and hose, and set them on the vanity in the bathroom.

I had just finished when I heard Patsie cry. Annie popped out, grabbed a towel and was hurrying, though wet, to attend her. I grabbed her elbow, turned her around, and told her to relax, I'd take care of Patsie. I gave a hand pop on her wet ass, and sent her back with a little two handed fannie push. All Patsie needed was a new diaper, and was instantly back asleep. I straighten her room, and then straightened the den. I went into the kitchen and washed the dishes. I picked up toys, found a vacuum and gave the floors a quick once over. I looked about, it looked pretty nice so I headed back to Annie. I walked in, she had her eyes closed. I sat on the tub edge and massaged her scalp, temples, and neck. I did her back and shoulders with a pumice stone. She asked the time, I walked out to the bedroom clock, and said 4:55. "Oh No," she said, and jumped up, and started to get out all soapy. I said "Whoa, and slipped her leg back in." I turned on the hand wand and rinsed her off. Her shoulders, her titties, her hips and ass, her pussy and legs, My, My, My! .... she sure looked good. Then I took her hand and helped her out. I handed her a towel and she toweled her front. I grabbed the other and started toweling her back. She turned and protested, but I just motioned her to turn back around. She did and I toweled her real good, back, ass, and legs. I fastened her bra and she pulled her panties as I straightened the garter out. She said she'd probably had better wear pantyhose, but I told her no, that the garter would turn him on. (Ijust knew it was true, because she was turning me on!) She smiled and fastened it and slipped into her rose embroidered hose. I zipped her dress and sat her at the vanity. I combed her hair, then she put on her make up. I picked some pearl earrings and necklace out for her. She stood and started for her high heels, but I steered her to the bed. I made her sit, lay her head at the feet end and put her feet up on the backboard. I told her to rest a few moments, and placed her heels in easy reach. I found a tiny baby doll nighty and laid it out for her to wear later.

Patsie woke and cried, so I went to check her. I warmed a bottle after changing her. I picked her up and we sat in their rocker. I cuddled her up and gave her the bottle, and began rocking. Shortly, her husband came in. I heard Annie stir, then her high heels clicking to greet him. The baby would suck a little, cry a little and sleep a little. I heard Annie say she wanted to go out for the evening. He sounded surprized when he asked if she had forgotten about the baby. She laughed and said she had hired the best baby-sitter in town. I heard them coming, she was telling him about all the recommendations I had. I heard him compliment her on the house, just as they entered the room, and she blushed and looked at me. I just smiled. Annie introduced me to Tom, and told him I was Wendy. He said, "Hi, smiled and said Patsie seemed to like me." Annie said, "Yea, she's wonderful with kids, and people too!" Tom then said, "Hey why don't we go to a movie first?" Annie smiled and nodded a yes. Then he headed down the hall, and she came over, kissed me on the cheek, and thanked me for everything. She looked like she was about to cry, so I told her go on, have fun. She kissed me again, on the lips this time, smiled and headed out.

Patsie awoke and started crying non stop. She didn't need changing or burping. Her clothes were loose, and well nothing seemed wrong. So, I got my bag and my tube feeder and fastened it to the bottle. I opened my blouse and bra, and rested little Patsie's head between my breasts. She immeadiately rooted to a tit and clamped on a nipple, and started sucking. I slipped the tube in and she got after it. She sucked a while, and slept awhile, but she didn't cry. She loved the warmth of my breast, and I loved having a baby suckle my tit's. Every time I tried to get up she'd awake and cry a little. So I just cuddled her and let her have the whole bottle. We both went to sleep.

I awoke to a gentle shake of my shoulder. Patsie and Tom were looking at me. Patsie was still at my nipple. Annie seemed surprized, Tom was looking at my titties. Before I could cover myself, Annie did, and ushered Tom out. I started apologizing, but Annie hushed me. She was looking at the feeder. "Cool," she said, "Your Idea?" "No", I said, "My Aunt's". Again I started apologizing for breast feeding her child with out permission. Again she hushed me and said, "Tom is against breast feeding. His mother believes in the bottle. I have been talking to him since before Patsie was born. Now that he has seen how quite and content she is, well, perhaps he'll give in. Did she take that whole bottle?" "Yes," I said. "Wonderful! I am heavy with milk and can't stand that pump anyway. The only time I will use it is when you are coming to baby sit. In fact, I am going to start tonight breast feeding her whether they like it or not!" She picked up Patsie and started rocking her. I got up, hugged them, and kissed her check. Annie unbuttoned her blouse as Patsie stirred and I held her as Annie removed her blouse and bra. I handed her Patsie and got a towel out to cover them with. I gathered up my things and started down the hall. I called Auntie, Tom came up behind me, wearing a silk robe and boxer short's. Annie came in behind me. He was smiling, and had an obvious erection. He asked how much. I figured it at 6 to 10, 4 hours .. $ 24. Annie said no, that she wanted to pay me for all my help. I held up my hand and said no, that was already agreed upon, just $24 dollars please. She elbowed him and he wrote a check and handed it to me. I was sleepy and just stuck it in my purse. Auntie drove up, I opened the door and started out. They waved good bye from the doorway and thanked me several times. When I got in the car, Aunt Patty asked how our little invention worked. I looked at her and said, "I think it just saved a marriage." She looked puzzled. I smiled and explained on the way home. At home I kissed Aunt Patty good night, and changed to a baby doll nighty. I put on a robe and crossed to my house. I went in mom's bedroom and cuddled up next to her. The next day, Annie called. We talked for at least an hour. She was so happy; about the breast feeding, the wonderful sex, well everything. Patsie slept the whole night through. Tom was whistling again. She couldn't believe how I had so quickly straightened her house. She wanted me to be more than her baby-sitter, she wanted to be good friends. I told her I would love to have her as a friend. She asked if she could call later, I told her my friends call anytime they feel like it.

Later in the day I got the check out. I nearly fainted when I saw it was for one hundred dollars. I immeadiately called Annie back and protested, she calming told me that I had turned her life around in a few hours, that ten times that would not be enough, that she wished she could afford more. I told her I was going to cash it and send back the difference. She said, "We're friends remember, just accept it and my heartfelt thanks, so I won't feel offended, Okay?" "Okay," I said, "Thanks, My Friend" "Thank You, Bye Bye"

This is perfect I thought, the baby gets a warm tit to rest on and suckle, and I have the feelings of a baby at my breast, I loved these feelings as much as the baby obviously did. I was anxious for more. It wasn't long and more came. I now have four babies and their mommies to take care. It is wonderful to help the mommy dress and get ready for her evening. Then I get to breast feed the baby and care for the little darlings. And I actually get paid for it, $8.00 an hour plus tips. It is common to make $50.00 on a standard 4 hour babysitting job. An additional benefit is that with all the exercise my b cups have been getting is that I think it is time to start think about getting a c cup bra. I was on the job and daydreaming about this when I noticed that Patsie was asleep. I nodded a couple of times, then fell off to sleep.

I awoke to a chewing, suckling, of my right breast. Um-m-m it felt so good. I cupped my hand under my breast to lift it so Patsie could get it better. As I became more coherent, I realized my chin was resting on Patsie's head. And her head was at my left breast! I looked over slowly, ... oh no, it was Tom, and he was running his hand up and down the inside of my leg. Each stroke was coming closer and closer to my panties. I froze in horror. He was licking and nibbling my nipple. I thought, gosh this feels good, but I gotta stop him before Annie comes in, or he discovers my little, .... but growing surprize. It felt so good, but I had to stop him, but I wanted this to last as long as possible. He looked up and saw my eye's were open just as his fingers slipped under the lacy edge of my panties. I dropped my tit and grabbed his hand away and pushed him away. I glared at him, and he started apologizing, saying my breast's were just so perfect, so magnificent and he couldn't resist tasting them. I told him to leave as I pulled my blouse across my bare breasts.

I got up, checked Patsie's diaper, then laid her in her crib. I fastened my maternity bra, and fixed my blouse. I was watching my self in the mirror .. I did have nice breasts.I walked out in the hall, he was leaning against the wall. He was eyeing me, I turned and started for the front door. I was wishing I hadn't worn this mini skirt when he took my elbow and spun me around. He pinned me against the wall, I smelt beer on his breath as he kissed me, forcing his tongue into my mouth. One of his hands was groping my ass, and the other was squeezing one tit roughly. It occurred to me that he might have rape on his mind. So I applied my knee to his balls in a hard, rude fashion. He dropped to the floor gasping. I leaned over in his face and said, "You have a wonderful wife, and a beautiful daughter, you should be ashamed, You JERK!"

Well, the Old Saying .. You have to take the Bad with the Good. is apparently true. I love wearing sexy clothes, so I might as well be prepared for the occasional jerk. I have had only three bad experiences and an uncountable number of good ones. Today is a wonderful spring day. I am going shopping for a new dress and a new bra. A c cup to be exact, my b cup has become uncomfortably crowded. I am going to find a sheer soft dress that shows my ample cleavage, and has a skirt that will billow upwards easily on a mildly windy day. I have a new lacy garter belt, lacy panties, and fancy hosiery, I want to show off. I can picture my self: Long flowing hair (to the small of my back now) perfect make up, 5 inch heels, my beautiful feminine dress with my tiny waist, and nice tit's, out pushing a beautiful baby carriage with one of my little friends riding in it. It would be fun to pretend it is my baby, especially if I happened upon another new mother. We could brag about our babies. I can picture all the men out there, their eyes riveted on me, their lust obvious to the whole world, their women at their side, envious. They would think I had everything a woman could want. It would be fun to fool them, knowing what they are thinking as I walked along. My heels clicking, my hips wiggling, my tits swaying, my hair blowing. That would be a trip, them thinking me the perfect woman, when really I am just a lucky boy.

Yes, very lucky indeed, to be able to dress and appear as a woman. To walk in high heels and miniskirts, my breasts swaying gently beneath a blouse you they can almost see thru. Make up, perfume, jewelry, everything together so wonderful. And then also having a job that you see women undressed constantly, and help them dress, and with their make up and hair. Strangely though, I find myself getting aroused less and less. And to suckle a baby, I can't understand why all Women don't breastfeed, it's a cuddly, wonderful feeling.

And so it went for quite some time. Then one day a girl, Shelia applied to be a helping babysitter. There was something about her that I found strangely attractive. She was very pretty, but kinda shy and quite. I hired her and told her to meet me for a babysit job, so I could check her out on the job, so to speak. She turned out to be real good with the kids and the parents. She asked why I personally only did the very young. I told her I felt the new mother's needed special attention, and the babies enjoyed my special attention I gave them. And I also enjoyed the feelings and benefits they gave me. She looked puzzled, so I showed her the suckling device. She was shocked at first and couldn't believe the mother's would allow me to do that. (Boy, I thought, I wonder how she would react if she knew I were a boy.) I explained that the mother's loved it, it gave them a break. She relaxed and asked how it worked. I picked up the baby and sat in the rocker. I brought the tube over my shoulder, arranged a towel and put a drop of milk on my erect nipple. Sheila turned away at first when I bared my breasts, but then again slowly relaxed, and watched in fascination as the baby rooted a quick search to find my nipple. I jumped a bit when she clamped down on my tit, but soon she was sucking away powerfully. It felt so good, I love the feeling. Sheila asked if it hurt. I replied it did sometimes, .. a little, but it was always far more enjoyable than painful, and besides my breast seemed to just get bigger and bigger. I didn't tell her I was taking heavy doses of estrogen. Anyhow, I feel good about my femininty. I feel lucky.
Sabrina



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