Message-ID: <51596asstr$1122325805@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@google.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: g47g2000cwa.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: messydiaperlvr@yahoo.com X-Original-Message-ID: <1122324303.161079.37970@g47g2000cwa.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 NNTP-Posting-Date: Mon, 25 Jul 2005 20:45:08 +0000 (UTC) User-Agent: G2/0.2 Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: g47g2000cwa.googlegroups.com; posting-host=200.234.201.33; posting-account=7Pp1Cg0AAABoNbADBuyCWFIWoE_76KO4 X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 25 Jul 2005 13:45:03 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} Rebecca's New Parents (MF,g,extreme pedo,manipulation,ws,scat) Lines: 796 Date: Mon, 25 Jul 2005 17:10:05 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2005/51596> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: newsman, akalexis Copyright (c) 2005, H. Grant. ALL Rights Reserved! COMMENTS: Warning! This story describes (in great detail) sickening themes of child molestation and sexual abuse. If these themes offend you, do not delve into this story or any of its parts. STORY CODES: MF,g,extreme pedo,manipulation,coercion,ws,scat STORY INTRO: Four year old Rebecca gets transferred from the safe hands of DYFS to a new set of foster parents - both of whom are sick and demented individuals in need of some "home made" photos to share and swap with their perverted online friends. Rebecca's New Parents Written by H. Grant Her new suroundings were intimidating to be sure. Rebecca's mind was wirling with fear, sadness, and lonliness all at once. Being only four years old, she wasn't used to such a change in her young life. She missed her real mother terribly and was quite frightened when the police had taken her into custody and seperated them for good. Rebecca's mother was a drug addict and her father was a deadbeat drunk who left one night and never returned. She was the only child and too young to care for herself without her mommy. As a result of her parent's neglegence, she was placed into the care of the Division of Youth and Family Services - more commonly known as DYFS. It had been weeks before she had been assigned into the loving care of Marge Madison and her husband Buck. The couple had been on the waiting list for a foster child for several years and with good reason. They wanted a white child and those were in high demand across the United States. Marge and Buck were not well off, and they lived in a low income housing project in Kansas. At a glance, one could see that they were your typical run of the mill white trash couple. Yet they had waited patiently and had provided DYFS with sufficient evidence that they could sustain a decent standard of living (such as it was) and raise a child. What DYFS did not know was the circumstances under which Marge and Buck met. The two had met in a private chat room online back in 1998 and had discovered that they shared a common interest - a special kind of interest. It wasn't long before the two had learned that they lived in almost the same geographical area. After several online conversations, things went pretty quickly from there. The shotgun wedding, the modest living conditions, and low income housing were adequate for their needs. They didn't need to be well off. They had each other - and a plan. Marge and Buck were both fat and looked to be in their late 40's or early 50's. Buck had greying hair and ugly wrinkles on his face and it looked as if he had been a heavy drinker. Marge was equally unattactive. She had an ugly wart on her left cheek and was even more obese than Buck. Despite their shortcomings regarding their complexions, they had spend years preparing for the arrival of a little girl. They purchased pretty clothes, plenty of toys, and had lots of games to make little Rebecca happy in her new home. When she finally arrived, the custody official / case worker gave each of them a firm handshake and thanked them for being patient and willing parents. Marge and Buck responded in kind, then ushered little Rebecca into the house and closed the door. It was a one story house with a central living room, a small kitchen, and a hallway that led to three bedrooms in the back. There was only one full bathroom and it was next to the bedrooms. The house wasn't the cleanest. The walls were in drastic need of new paint and it was somewhat dusty with and old beat up rug that passed for the living room floor. An old TV set with an antenna sat on a small rack in the center of the room and was connected to an equally old VCR that somehow still worked. There was a computer with basic dial up connection in the parent's bedroom, but that was kept out of site. The living room was furnished with an old jaded green couch and a few simple cushion chairs. Marge and Buck however, made up for the dim demenor of the house with their cheerful dispositions. They were very generous and kind to little Rebecca from the get go. They immediatley lavished her with new and fascinating toys and plenty of attention. Coming from the home of a drug addict, Rebecca was no stranger to low class surroundings and living conditions. It wasn't long before she felt right at home. Marge and Buck were careful not to shower her with hugs and kisses. They wanted little Rebecca to feel comfortable. "Isn't she just adorable honey?" Cheered Marge as she stared at the little girl. "Say hello to your new daddy 'Buck' sweetie." Rebecca just stared at her new parents. They were very big and intimidating at first. The cute little tart was wearing a modest pair of shorts and a flowery pink t-shirt with short sleaves. She wore a cheap pair of sneakers with old worn out socks. She said nothing, yet indicated a certain level of curiosity in her new surroundings. "That's OK darlin' you don't have to say hello, I know yer nervous." Stated Buck in a sypathethtic tone. "Would ya like to play with some toys? We got a whole bunch of um' for ya." Rebecca's eyes suddenly brightened. She liked toys. "ok." she stammered shyly and managed a smile. She had the sweetest little girl voice the two had ever heard. "That's my sweetie." said Marge. "You just sit tight while we bring them out." In the next few days, Rebecca found out just how special and generous her new parents were. They showered her with toys, dolls, and stuffed animals. They gave her candy and junk food whenever she wished. And best of all, they never made her go to bed early. They let her stay up and watch TV. She loved the new clothes Marge and Buck had bought for her too. They had given her practically a whole new wardrobe of dresses, black saddle shoes, and knee high socks. Strangely, they did not buy her any shorts. Instead, they encouraged her to wear only dresses. They were nice, pretty, and cute. They all had little girl themes written all over them. Pink, yellow, white with flowers. She was also given a whole new set of underpants to ware - all of which were the prettiest little girl colors. Within a week, Rebecca had gotten used to her new parents. She even began to like them. She didn't mind it when they started giving her hugs and kisses before she went to bed. And she didn't mind it when Marge gave her bathes. They were so kind and generous to her, she never wanted to go back to her old life. It was as if she had entered a whole new world of wonderous toys, clothes, and attention. Marge and Buck explained to her what home schooling was and she was delighted that she would never have to go to school again. Her new mommy and daddy were so smart. They could teach her everything. MARGE AND BUCKS POINT OF VIEW Little Rebecca was the product of a drug addict mother. Therefore she was already at a slight disadvantage both physically and mentally. She was rather skinny and did not have the cleanest skin. When she first came into their custody, her face was rather dirty and it looked as if she had been playing outside in the dirt while the DYFS agency got their act together that afternoon. Yet everything about her was perfect. She was very small in height for her age and she had platinum blonde hair and the cutest baby blue eyes. She had the cutest dimples whenever she smiled and the sweetest little legs and feet. Best of all, she didn't come across as being an intelligent child. In the days that followed, Marge and Buck had acutely noted that Rebecca still hadn't gotten a firm grasp on her vocabulary skills. She could speak in sentences and understand quite well what others were saying to her, but she didn't seem to have any enthusiasm to learn very much and showed only a limited level of curiosity. She was completely mesmorized by the television set and loved to watch mindless cartoons and other junk on TV. Most importantly to Marge and Buck, she was easily impressed with the toys and clothes they had given her and almost always wanted to be the center of attention. Marge and Buck had tested her ability to be persuaded early on. For example, they offered her chocolate if she was willing to get in the tub for a bath. Rebecca giggled and clasped her hands when she heard she would get candy if she took her first bath. Marge and Buck were very pleased with Rebecca. They had a stupid little giggler on their hands. Perfect. AFTER THE FIRST WEEK Little Rebecca felt odd that she was being placed in what turned out to be a big girl's highchair. She had gotten used to sitting in a regular kitchen chair propped up with small cushions to give her the proper height for the table. But daddy Buck had told her it was for special little girls like her and that if she was a good girl and sat in it, she would get a new toy. Rebecca giggled gleefully and sat in the highchair. She liked new toys. Her mommy Marge smiled from the other end of the table as Buck got out a small camera and began taking pictures of little Rebecca. "Smile for daddy Buck darlin. He's gonna take some nice pictures of you." Said Marge in her sweetest tone. Little Rebecca turned and looked at daddy Buck. First he took some pics of her holding her little fork. Then he took some close ups of her cute little face. Then he told her to take some bites of her spagetti and meatballs. He got some nice shots of her stuffing the fork in her mouth and munching on her food. Little Rebecca wasn't the cleanest eater and she took large mouthfulls. Daddy Buck took some more shots of her stuffing food in her mouth and some shots of her cheeks bulging out the sides with food. He didn't seem to mind in the slightest that she was eating large mouthfuls of food at once. "Open your mouth Becky dear. Let daddy Buck take a picture of your sweet lil' mouth. Daddy Buck just loves his lil' girl." she smiled brightly at Rebecca. Rebecca giggled and turned her head once again toward daddy Buck and opened her mouth wide. It was filled with meatballs and spagetti. CLICK.....CLICK CLICK........CLICK. Daddy Buck took a few more snaps of little Rebecca. Then he told her how proud he was of her and asked her to kiss him on the lips. Little Rebecca felt strange. She had never kissed anyone on the lips before. "It's OK Rebecca. I'll tell ya what. If you give daddy Buck a nice kiss on the lips, I'll let you eat yer food with yer hands. You won't ever have to use a knife and fork again." Rebecca grew excited. She hated it when DYFS had told her to eat properly with a knife and fork. They were always trying to teach her how to hold the utensils right and it was a real bother to her. She hated using a knife and fork to eat her food. It was much easier to use her hands. She giggled a little and said: "OK daddy Buck. I wanna give you a kiss!" "That's my sweetums." Smiled daddy Buck as he leaned his scruffy face forward and planted his lips close to Rebecca's innocent little face. The little girl hesitated for a second, then she gave him a quick peck on his lips. She quickly withdrew her face from his and giggled shyly. Daddy Buck stood up and raised his camera again. He was satisfied (for now). He thanked his little girl for the kiss and told her how happy and pleased it made him. Then he told her to pick up some spagetti with her hands and stuff it into her mouth. Rebecca beemed up at her nice new daddy. She was so glad she had made him happy. She scooped up some spagetti in her hands and began to mash the little noodles into her cute little mouth. The spagetti was loaded with tomato sauce and some of it got on her cheeks. Her hands were now caked with the mess. "That's a good girl sweety. Such a good little girl." Said daddy Buck as he raised the camera again. CLICK.....SNAP.....CLICK.....CLICK! The next morning, little Rebecca was woken by Marge. She told the little tart that she had a new dress for her to put on before breakfast and that it would look really nice and make daddy Buck really happy. Little Rebecca rubbed her eyes and jumped out of bed. She was clad only in her night time panties. Marge gave her a big hug and kissed her on the mouth. Rebecca remembered that she had kissed daddy Buck on the mouth the night before and so she thought it was ok. Marge handed her a pink ballerina dress that was kind of see through but very pretty. Little Rebecca put it on. She was a little surprised to find that the mini dress was kind of small for her and revealed her upper thighs and a hint of her a baby white panties. But mommy Marge had told her that it would make daddy Buck happy and so little Rebecca was excited about that. She wanted her mommy and daddy to love her - especially her daddy. "Don't forget your little white stockings Becky. I'll help you with your saddle shoes." Marge chimed. The heavy set woman knelt down and helped little Rebecca finish dressing. Then she led the little girl out into the kitchen for breakfast. The little tart's eyes beamed when she saw daddy Buck. He was wearing his usual white tank top undershirt. His hairy armpits were in plain view and he was munching on some toast. He glanced at his little girl and smiled. "Well good morning lil' darlin. House my sweety?" "Good daddy." Rebecca smiled instinctively and headed for her high chair. She had gained a little bit of a tummy since last week due to all the junk food her new parents were feeding her. "Today is a special day for you sweetie." said Marge. "We're going to take some special pictures of your cute little outfit. Wouldn't you like that babycakes?" Rebecca smiled at Marge. She was hungry too. "ok mommy Marge." she said. Fat Marge lifted the little girl up to hoist her into her high chair. Daddy Buck got a nice glimpse of Rebecca's sweet little underpants underneath her short ballerina skirt as she was thrust into the air. Marge lowered Rebecca into her high chair and plunked her down for breakfast. They fed her some pancakes with lots of butter and syrup. There were no utensils for Rebecca. She ate with her hands. When the little tart had finished stuffing the last piece of syrapy pancake into her mouth, her face was smeared with the sticky substance. Her hands were sticky too. Marge and Buck smiled at her and told her she looked nice and sexy like that. Rebecca didn't know what the word "sexy" meant, but it seemed to make her new parents happy, so she just smiled back. Marge lifted her out of her highchair and lowered her to the floor. "It's time for some new pictures of you Becky. Come with us into the guest room." Said Marge. Rebecca had never been in the guest room. It was always locked. But today it was open. Mommy Marge led her by the hand as they followed daddy Buck inside. Inside the room, little Rebecca was greeted by the site of several strange objects and props. On each side of the room there were these tall tripod thingys that looked like they had giant cameras on top. There were two of them in the room. There were also several lamps and audio devices. All of these things had been moved off on either side to make room at the center of the room. In the center there were only two objects. First there was a tiny matress that looked quite old and fit for a very small child. It had no sheet or matress cover - just a plain tattered mattress that was quite filthy. Then there was a small hobby horse near to the mattress. It was brand new and had been ordered by the Madison's over the internet. Rebecca grew excited when she saw the hobby horsey. She liked it much more than the old tattered mattress. "You like the horsey don't you Becky?" Said Marge as she threw a side glance over to Buck to see if he was ready. The fat ugly man moved to one of the cameras and switched it on. Then he did the same to the other on the opposite side of the room. "yeah....horsey!" cheered little Rebecca as she moved toward it. "Oh no. Not yet sweety. Mommy Marge and daddy Buck want you to do some poses for us before you can ride the horsey." "But I wanna ride it mommy Marge." pouted the little tramp. "And you will. But only if you're a good lil' girl and do as daddy Buck tells you. Understand?" Replied mommy Marge. Rebecca stared at Marge, then looked at her new daddy. Then she feasted her eyes on the hobby horse again. It was the biggest toy she had ever seen - kinda like the ones in the story book pictures she used to know. She really wanted to ride it. But she knew she had to do what her daddy wanted first. Then she could ride the horsey! Rebecca turned to her daddy. "ok daddy." she said and smiled. "That's my sweet lil' darlin'" Said the brutish man. "Now you just be a sweet lil' thing and crawl on over to that mattress right over there." "But I'm a big girl daddy Buck. I can walk." "No darlin.' daddy Buck wants you to crawl like a good baby girl. You do this for me and I will be very happy with you. And you know what happens when daddy is happy. He does things for his special lil' girl." Rebecca understood. She lowered herself to the floor and began to crawl on all fours. Her back was to her parents and the camera as she made her way toward the old mattress. "Slowly Rebecca. We want to take some pictures of you." Marge reminded her. The little tart slowed her pace as she crawled toward the mattress. Her ballerina dress had risen up over her backside exposing her precious white panties with special lillys on them. She had the cutest, pert lil' bottom and her sweet baby butt cheeks were easily defined and seperated by that cute little crevice in the middle. Her little cotton panties were extremely small and fit very tight against her soft baby bottom. This only served to amplify the view of her butt cheeks and tiny little crack in the middle. One of the cameras was a video camera and made no noise. Mommy Marge was behind it and swerving it slowly to match Rebecca's movements. The other camera was manned by her daddy Buck. It made several clicking and snaping noises as picture after picture was taken of the little tart. Pictures of her cute little black saddle shoes, her white stocking covered legs, her cute little underpants, and her pink ballerina dress. Big daddy Buck felt his thick ugly penis begin to stiffen uncontrollably. Finally she had reached the mattress. "Now Rebecca, daddy Buck wants you to lie down on your back and stretch out those arms. Good girl." Baby Rebecca lay on the old mattress with her little feet dangling off the end of it with her arms open. CLICK....WHIRRR....CLICK....CLICK. More pictures. "Now turn on your side and act like your sleeping darlin'. Good girl." CLICK CLICK! Now lay on your back again and open your legs just a wee lil' bit. That's a girl." Rebecca felt a little nervous. Her new daddy could see her "undy pants." CLICK....SNAP...CLICK. Mommy Marge remained oddly silent. Her face remained fixated behind the camera. It was a piece of equipment she was fiercly proud of. She and Buck had scraped almost all of their savings together just to buy the tripods and cameras. Even the hobby horse cost a small fortune to buy - at least by their standards. "Now put your hand down there and raise your purrty lil' dress just a wee lil' bit darlin." Snorted big Buck. Rebecca hesitated, but only for a second. Now her daddy was gonna see more of her undies. She felt kind of embarrassed. She didn't know where this was leading. But daddy Buck was a big man with an intimidating presence and although he hadn't used it yet, the little tart sensed that she did not want to disappoint him - let alone make him angry. She took hold of the lower portion of her ballerina dress and raised it a little. A small portion of her frontal panties came into plain site. Daddy Buck smiled when her cute lil' camel toe came into view. What a darling! "A little more sweetie." Encouraged Daddy Buck. Rebecca blushed a little, but raised her tiny dress higher exposing her little cotton panties entirely. SNAP....CLICK...SNAP... "Now suck your thumb sweetie. Margie and I think it's so cute when you suck your thumb." Said Buck. Rebecca raised her head slightly and looked at mommy Marge. But her face was pretty much hidden behind the tripod and camera. She lowered her head to the matress again and raised her thumb to her syrip covered lips. The residual stickiness of her breakfast remained smeared on her lips and chin. Slowly she inserted her thumb into her mouth and began to suck on it. She heard the snapping of more pictures from the still camera. Rebecca was growing more apprehensive by the minute. This was something her foster parents had never done with her before. And mommy Marge was acting so strangely. She wasn't saying very much (if at all). The heavy set woman must have sensed Rebecca's doubt, and she glanced over at Buck for an instant. It was time to give little Rebecca a reward for her cooperation. The fat woman withdrew a tootsie pop from her right pocket and walked over to the little girl. With some degree of effort due to her bulky stature, she knelt down and offered the lollipop to the little tyke. The lolipop served a dual purpose. It could act as a reward, but it could also serve as a prop for more pictures. Little Rebecca raised her head and was pleased to see her mommy Marge. She was equally excited to be given a tootsie pop as treat. She loved those. "Now don't eat it all at once dear. Remember you just had breakfast. We don't want you to get sick. Just suck on it for a while and daddy Buck and I will take more pictures of your cute lil' face." Said Marge. "And yer sweet lil' body too." Said daddy Buck getting more bold with his directness. Marge and Buck had a small constituancy of online friends with whom they conversed and shared files quite frequently. The couple had grown too fat to be attractive to one another sexually - let alone anyone else. So they preyed on children for their increasingly perverse needs. The couple were by no means professionals, and they did not seek profit for the kiddie pics of Rebecca they were in the process of making. They only desired new material from their online friends for their own personal satisfaction and pleasure. The only way to do this was to gain their trust by coming up with "home made" material of their own. Baby Rebecca provided such an opportunity for this specific kind of material. The layout of pictures for this particular photo and video shoot was quite simple for the first day. They continued taking "clothed" photographs of little Rebecca in several provocative positions. They didn't want to rush things with her. The ultimate goal was to make the child more comfortable exhibiting herself to her new parents. "Now lay on your back again dear and raise both of your legs in the air. That's it sweetie, you're being such a goodie goodie this morning." Complimented Marge in a soothing motherly voice. SNAP....CLICK....SNAP. "Now hold yer legs together cutie pie and keep them raised high in the air. We wanna see more of that cute lil' panty covered tush of yers." Said daddy Buck smiling down at his cute little prize on the mattress. The little tart continued sucking on her tootsie pop while holding her legs together in the open air. Her lilly white panties were now in plain view and the camel toe was now accompanied by a nice shot of her lower bottom. More pictures were taken. Especially close ups and zoom shots of the special area between Rebecca's little legs. Her little butt looked so cute and pert encased in those sexy cotton panties. Her litte ass cheeks looked so soft and inviting within the lilly white material. "Now let's get ya up on that horsey babycakes." Said daddy Buck smiling down at the sweet lil' tart. Rebecca gave an excited yelp and giggle and quickly got to her little feet. The hobby horse was rather high in height and she needed to be picked up and placed in the fake saddle. Mommy Marge obliged and lifted the little tyke up by her baby armpits and plopped her precious little rump on the horsey's back. Then Marge retreated out of site and turned her video camera back on. More pictures were taken. First they took some snaps of little Rebecca hugging the horsey by the neck and smiling with the sticky syrup still drying on her stupid lil' face. Then a few shots of her waving to the camera and smiling again. Then a few shots of her raising her hips up and sticking her butt in the air as if riding the horsey bare back. Then they took some pics of her lying backward on the horsey with her pelvis against the neck of the horsey and flush against her tiny little crotch. Next were a few shots in the same position, but with her dress raised up so that a future audience could see her lilly white panties mashed against the neck of the horsey. The little four year old definately looked sexy in these poses and there was plenty more like that to come in the near future - not to mention more explicit shots. Mommy Marge and daddy Buck were careful to introduce little Rebecca into the world of child molestation very slowly. This first day was only meant as a warm up for more explicit photo sessions later. The two perverts showered little Rebbeca with lots of hugs, kisses, and attention. Then they let her rock on her new hobby horse for a whole hour as a reward for her good behavior and cooperation. The two sickos made sure to limit Rebecca's enjoyment of her new toy to one hour only. They wanted her to keep craving her new hobby horsey as bate for future (more perverse) photo shoots. Candy and other assorted gifts and treats would begin to be handed out on a limited basis from now on. The amount and type of toy or gift would soon be rationed based on Rebecca's good behavior, willingness, and obedience to do more "things" for her sick foster parents. Indeed, the trap had been sprung, and little Rebecca had fallen into a web of slow decent into stronger levels of obedience, perverted games, and sickening servitude. And there would be no way out. MORE INTIMATE PHOTOS It was late afternoon the next day and Rebecca was once more led to the bedroom where all the strange cameras and props resided. She had been taken out for a big lunch at Chucky Cheese and was quite full and bloated. Marge and Buck had taken her home and dressed her in nothing but a pair of pink disposable training pants - the kind toddlers wore during their potty training faze. Rebecca had rebelled against this at first, but was promised a trip to the amusement park later in the week if she was a good little girl and did as she was told. Her new foster parents were carefully crafting the constructs of Rebecca's new mindset - obedience. Today the props in the small bedroom were almost similar. But instead of the mattress, a small child's crib had been brought in. This was a prop daddy Buck had rented for a week from the local kiddie store and flee market nearby. The hobby horse remained for "motivational purposes" and future photo shoots only. Little Rebecca clasped her hands with glee when she saw the hobby horse again, but was caught off guard by the toddler sized crib. Gently, mommy Marge led her by the hand and placed her inside her new prison. "Now lie down sweetheart and spread your legs apart just a little bit so mommy Marge can take some nice pictures of you. Good girl...now thumb in the mouth...make suckie sounds...very nice darlin.' Little Rebecca lay on her back. Her baby blonde hair and bare chest were exposed to the camera and so were her soft and puffy baby fat nipples. Her cute little Disney pullup looked extremely sexy and inviting. Rebecca stared up at mommy Marge. She was such a nice mommy. Soon daddy Buck's face came into view as he leared down at his stupid little prize. "Now lift your legs in the air a little darlin' let's give your future audience a nice view of yer pampered Disney butt." Little Rebecca did as she was told. She raised her legs upward exposing her pink covered Disney bottom. CLICK....CLICK....SNAP...CLICK! Mommy Marge complimented her and gave her a teddy bear to hold onto as a reward. More pictures...SNAP...CLICK CLICK...SNAP! "Now Rebecca dear, mommy Marge wants you to be honest and tell us if you need to go potty." Little Rebecca thought about it for a moment. She did feel quite full and needed to make poopies. Her bowels we filling up with quite a mess to unload thanks to her big lunch at Chucky Cheese. "I wanna go potty mommy Marge." she chirped in her babyish voice. "What kind of potty dear?" Marge pressed on in front of daddy Buck. "poo." Rebecca replied blushing slightly as she realized Buck was staring at her and listening as well. Rebecca had grown comfortable doing "potty talk" with mommy Marge, but she wasn't used to daddy Buck listening in - or staring at her in a disposable pullup for that matter. But she feared Daddy Buck for some strange reason and didn't want to make him mad. So she answered Marge's questions openly and as honestly as she could. "Why that's great dear. Daddy Buck and I were hoping you had to go 'poo poo' today. We have some special photos we want to take of you. Today you don't have to use the potty - isn't that great?" Rebecca smiled initially, but she felt it quite odd that her new foster parents were not requireing her to use the "big girl's" potty. It was strange enough that they had allowed her to eat her food without a knife or fork. They had let her use her hands and seemed to take great delight in taking pictures of her getting her hands and face messy. Now it seemed they wanted her to make a different kind of messy - in her potty pants! "Eeeewww mommy! I don't wanna make poopy in here!" "But think of how great it will feel Becky. Don't you want to feel nice and warm inside your toilet pants? We promise we won't tell anybody." Marge soothed. Daddy Buck chimed in. "It will make ya smell nice for the camera darlin' all ya gotta do is lie still and squeeze." "Nooo... I don't wanna go potty in my pants. I don't wanna smell!" Rebecca blurted - her eyes filling with tears. Mommy Marge looked at daddy Buck and nodded her head. A little more persuasion was needed. Suddenly, daddy Buck became very angrly. "Now look here ya lil' cunt! You do what yer new mommy tells ya or yer gonna be in for a lot of pain! You know what a spanking is cunt?" Rebecca choked back tears and nodded her head. Her almost naked body was still facing up and her pale white skin looked so smooth and inviting to the filthy perverts above her. Mommy Marge took a few snaps of little Rebecca's tear stained face. There were some perverts online that liked little girls who cried while being photographed - it make their penises grow bigger with lust! "Do what your daddy says darlin'" Soothed mommy Marge playing the good parent bad parent role to a tee. "You don't want him to smack you around. He can hit little girls like you very hard if he wants you. Besides, you don't want your pretty little body to get all red and bruised do you sweetie?" For the first time in the custody of her new mommy and daddy, little Rebecca became quite fearful. She didn't want to be smacked at all. She was afraid of daddy Buck and didn't want to make him any more angry than he was already. "ok mommy. Please don't let daddy Buck hit me." "That's a good lil' girl Becky. You'll make a nice lil' cunt for the camera now won't you?" Rebecca just nodded her head. She was too embarrased to respond. "Now keep yer stupid lil' legs in the air and squeeze darlin' so daddy Buck can place the audio device near yer crotch." said Daddy Buck more firmly. Mommy Marge smiled over at her husband. He was truly sick. He want the little microphone to pick up all the sweet and wonderous sounds in the beautiful world of Rebecca's sick little training pants. Daddy Buck placed the audio device near Rebecca's upturned crotch and turned it on. Then mommy Marge zoomed in with the camera. "Stick your sweet lil' thumb in yer mouth Becky. The audience wants to see how young and naive you really are." Quipped daddy Buck. "That's it darling." Marge soothed. "Just relax and let it happen in your potty pants. No one will know about this. It will be out little secret - just the three of us." Mommy Marge was lying of course. There would be plenty of people who would know their sick little secret. Many disgusting perverts would shoot their loads and cream their panties at the the site of little Rebecca's cute little dilemma - especially the shots that would come later in the series. The "Exposed" shots! Little Rebecca forced herself to regain her composure. Mommy Marge turned on a little music box with child themed tunes to relax her. Rebecca was greatful for this and she wanted to please mommy Marge. Soon she became oblivious to the audio recording device that was planted at the base of her pullup covered bottom. Slowly she began to relax as she felt her BM hole become pregant with her soft child feces. FROM THE PERSPECTIVE OF REBECCA'S TRAINING PANTS Rebecca's Disney pullup had grown accustomed to Rebecca's sweet, candy colored bottom. It was an adorable delicate mixuture of pale, white trash skin with pinkish undertones. It had made friends with the sweet little 'V' at the front of her baby crotch along with all the sweet and tender secretions that the soft puffy hole had to offer once in a while. It had also befriended the smooth globes of her tight pre-teen hiney. It also embraced the charming brown "flower" hole that resided within the crest of her cute little babyish bottom. It emitted dark warm odors and fragerences that the friendly baby pullup enjoyed and embraced. It had longed for a "gift" of friendship to be bestowed upon its soft cotton and plastic interior. Now it was time to be rewarded. The tender, crinkly brown opening of Rebecca's tight little anus began to pulsate with a slight inner pressure that pushed the little oval opening outward slightly - then back in again. Something was trying to open the sweet childish door of her crinkly brown hole. Suddenly the soft anal eye of Rebecca's "poo poo hole" began to open ever so slightly, then closed again. The pullup was disappointed. The tiny brown childish ring began to open again - this time expanding a little further to provide a glimpse of the inner treasures that awaited departure from Rebecca's precious baby bowels. A soft round glob of childlike mush was invited to ooze forward towards the opening and explore a whole new wonderous world of plastic and cotton. The audio device picked up the faint crackling sound of the movement within Rebecca's sweet little training pants. It was so charming and lady like and... oh so precious! Little Rebecca blushed crimson and pink as she felt the first glob of soft warm clay smear itself through the walls of her anal opening - slither and sliding into her soft Disney under pants. It felt so soft, warm, and...charming! The little cunt stared up lovingly at her parents - desperately seeking their approval. Daddy Buck and mommy Marge smiled lovingly back at her and took lots of pictures. Their facial expression indicated approval and acceptence - the two things that dumb little Rebecca craved the most. Rebecca's soft anal ring began to expand again - emitting a gassy wift of the next portion of child fudge to come. It was very long and squishy and it slithered out in one long piece - coating the back of her undy pants with soft smelly mush and crud. Little Rebecca began to smell like the white trash child that she really was. Daddy Buck's penis began to grow stiff at the first hint of Rebecca's little brown "mistake" in her pants. The disgusting smell of soft "potty poo" was unmistakable - and it made mommy Marge secrete a large amount of vaginal fluid in her panties. Little Rebecca felt the soft gooey globs of poo poo smear against her hiney cheeks and spread and ooze themselves all around the base of her pink Disney pullup. The sweet little pullup welcomed the warm child mud as the BM spread itself out and caked the entire bottom portion of the hungry pamper. A little trickle of pee pee splashed out of Rebecca's soft puffy cooter lips and splashed into the front of the Disney pamper - decorating the frontal portion with a beautiful yellow residue. The Disney characters fell in love with little Rebecca's private areas. They smelled so wonderful and sexy now - just like a cute little girl should. Rebecca felt the ugly warmth spread all around her soft baby bottom. It was so sticky, so squishy, and so...sick! She couldn't help the tears from coming back to her eyes. They trickled down her crimson colored blushing cheeks. SNAP....CLICK...SNAP! More pictures were taken - capturing Rebecca's shame and guilt in all of its wonderous beautiy and entirety. The perverts online (friends of Marge and Buck) would capture every detail of this sick humiliation. It would be looked upon as being cute and sexy. And it would make them lust for more! to be continued... PS: Liked this story? 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