As you try to think of what to say, she carries you back to the nursery.
'well, it's now or never,' you think.
You look up at her, and smiling, say: "Becky dice booby"
She grins at you, pulling your naked form back to her chest.
"Awwe, thank you. Such a sweet thing for Baby to..."
Her grin then quickly fades. She holds you out from her with a look of shock. She then jerks the towel off you.
"Oh my gosh! Your not a baby are you?! "
You shake your head no.
"oh my gosh-but just..and you.." she now becomes angry. "How dare you!" she says, slinging your naked body over her shoulder. In this position, your naked crotch ends up right against her breast, and even as she begins spanks your bare bottom, you can't help getting turned on.
"You bad, bad, boy!" She exclaims, delivering a few more slaps. She then sets you down on the floor, looking down at u, sternly.
"hmm, what is wrong with your speech, then?"
She has you open your mouth, and sees how burned it is.
"oh, so you burned yourself. Well, you go stand in the corner while I get you something to write on." She wraps the towel around you. She returns with writing materials and some ice for you to suck on. you write for her everything that had happened. And apologize for seeing her in her underwear.
"Well, I got to see you in your birthday suit," she reasons. "Still, we do need to do something about good rash."
After thinking for awhile, she decides that it is best for you to stay in your room the rest of the night, which means you will need to wear diapers, anyway. She gives you some diaper rash cream, and has you diaper yourself. She tucks you in in your own bed.
A couple house later, she returns to check on you. By now, your mouth has healed enough to talk.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah, the ice really helped. Thank you."
"You ate welcome. Your parents should be here soon. Goodnight."
"Rebecca. Despite what happened, I am glad you came to babysit. You are so beautiful and nice and... It may sound strange, but I kinda liked having you take care of me," you say, blushing.
"Than you," she says, smiling and blushing. "For what it's worth, I enjoyed it too. But I am afraid it isn't appropriate for me to babysit anymore."
She then walks right up and bends over next to you. "You did make one cute baby, though," she says, kissing your cheek giving the front of your diaper a gentle squeeze. "Who knows, maybe in a few years, I'll look you up."
She walks out, and leaves you lying in your diapered in bed.
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