[AB/DL] Baby Blue, Part 1

The doorbell rang on my front door, and there stood a slender, pale figure in translucent fabric. Underneath the silken skirting was a leotard, with a subtle expansion underneath, around her crotch. She held a pacifier, which was a copy of Lapis' own.

"Oh! It's you. I was wondering if it is possible to...undergo your treatment?" She asked meekly, her legs crossed.

"I see you already have the, uh...equipment. Come in." I welcomingly gestured.

"It's my first time--"

"Well, don't worry. This is a relaxing experience, I'm sure you'd understand."

"No, I mean...it's my first time being alone, with...someone not a Gem. Or a Diamond."

"Oh, well...don't be scared. I'm here to keep you safe and sound."

"That's good to know....um--"

Her legs began to shake. An expression of panic was seen under her moppy hair.

"Oh, do you need to go?" I walked up to her, my hand on her head.

"Y-yes...but that Jasper told me to...do it here?"

"Your pull-up can hold it. If it doesn't, I can clean it up. It's okay. Just let it out." I whispered, massaging her crinkly derriere gently.

A loud hiss was heard, and panic turned to relief. Relief turned to bliss. Her leotard stretched as her pull-ups ballooned out, absorbing every drop fervently. I pressed my palms against the front and back, rubbing them gently. A smile broke out on her face.

"There...that feels good, doesn't it, Blue?"

"Blue? I--yes. Oh, stars...so warm." She whispered back, phasing out her outfit to reveal a fully-soaked blue pair of trainers, and petite breasts to boot.

I let go of her pull-ups, watching them sag halfway down her thighs, as they revealed a part of her gemhood. They were quite absorbent, even if they were meant for potty training. She poked at the front, before clutching her saggy bottom, wringing out droplets of warm nectar on the floor.

"Oh! I-I'm sorry!" She grew panicked again, before I held her warm rear once more. I pat it gingerly, pulling up her trainers while doing so. They felt like they were about to slip down her legs.

"Blue, blue...it's okay." I said, grabbing her paci and placing it gently in her mouth. Almost instinctively, she began to suckle on it.

"Would you like to get changed?" I asked her, stroking her moppy hair to calm her down. She was shaking uncontrollably. The pearl shook her head, to my surprise.

"Hey, don't be scared. I'm gonna take good care of you." I pulled her into a hug, and I felt teardrops fall on my shoulder.

"No one's ever--told me that before." She sobbed, making repressed emotions evident. Serving under Blue Diamond must have took a toll on her.

"Well, here we are now. Come on, let's get you into something comfy...soggy butt." I teased, lightly tapping her squishy derriere. It was still quite warm.

"O...kay." She murmured, grinning slightly. I held her hand, and walked to my closet. At the end of the walk-in, I opened a stash of babyish clothes, which I bought for the Gems. As she waited for her clothing, Blue seemed to rub the front of her soaked pullup absentmindedly, while suckling on her pacifier.

"Oh, so you really do like to pee, is that right?" I asked her, pulling out a pair of striped socks and a blue t-shirt with yellow stars.

She nodded her head, and blushed heavily.

"It's okay. Naughty gems are my favorites." I cooed, booping her nose, before leading her to my room. She giggled, and held my hand once more.

I had her sit down on a towel-covered chair, and the un-absorbed pee from her trainers gushed out into the towel, leaving some space in the padding for another accident. As the warmth squished and pushed against her bottom, Blue smiled sweetly.

"Oh, my stars..." She whispered, whilst I slipped on her socks.


"Aw, Blue...you're so adorable when you smile, you know that?" I cooed, rustling her hair while my other hand grabbed the shirt.

"Hihi! Thanks. Um..." She paused for a moment.

"What do you need, Blue?" I paused as well, still holding the shirt.

"When can I wear...diapers? Or, as the Jasper told me...Pampers." She asked.

"Oh! I can get you changed right now, if you want."

I saw her eyes, from underneath her hair, brighten up with a starry joy.

"C-can you get them? Please?" She could hardly contain herself, letting out a stream of warm pee into her already-drenched pullup as she squirmed in excitement.

"Okay, sweetie. First, let's get that pull-up off you." I said, motioning her to stand up.

As she did, the trainers slipped down her legs effortlessly, landing on the tile floor with a soft splat. Pee pooled inside of it, and a few droplets went into the little puddle from Blue's own privates. It was like a drizzle into a pond.

"Oh! That was...fast." She remarked.

I untaped the sides of the trainers, lifting them gently as to not spill anything.

"Now, I need you to wait for a moment. I'll just throw this, okay?"

"Okay." She said, pee still dribbling down between her legs, pooling onto the floor. Blue avoided the pool, not wanting to get her socks wet.

I returned, only to see Blue standing bow-legged, pee dripping slowly.

"Aw, you had an accident, baby Blue?" I asked her, picking her up from the ground. My hands were on her damp, petite buttocks.

"Mhm." She blushed, looking down in shame as she suckled her paci.

"It's okay." I kissed her on the forehead, and carried her away from the walk-in, into my room.

"Now, Blue, I need you to be a good pearl for me just this once, okay?" I said, lying her down on my bed.

"I'm gonna clean up your accident, and get your pampers. I need you to hold it, okay?"

She nodded her head, and her hands were covering her labia.

"Good pearl!" I said, giving her a wide smile.

After a quick mop-up, and procuring her pack of pampers, I returned to my room.

"Okay, Blue...legs up!" I said, and the little pearl followed. She looked between her legs to see what I was doing.

In my hand was a thick, fluffy diaper with yellow stars and rocket ships all over it. I slid it beneath her damp bottom, and told her to lower her legs. Taping up the front, I gave her diaper a light smack, releasing a thin puff of baby powder.

"There we go, Blue! Nice and--"

I noticed a few of the stars and ships at her crotch turned dark blue, and a spot of white background became a pale yellow.

"...wet!" She continued my sentence, beaming with joy. Blue reached down for her gemhood, and rubbed it once, letting out a loud crinkle.

"Good pearl! Now, this diapy can hold a lot of pee, so make the most of it, okay?" I patted her still-dry bum.

She nodded her head, and stood on the bed. She grunted, but nothing happened.

"I...why can't I go?" She asked.

"Oh, you need to drink some water. Or milk. After that, you could pee some more."

"Oh! Can I have some...please?" She bashfully asked.

"Of course, sweetie. But before that...let's put on your shirt, yeah?" I held up the garment in question.

A quick change of clothing later, I carried the thickly-padded pearl into the living room, where many a clientele were babysat. I sat her down, and she shifted on her pampers, wanting to feel the slightly damp poof all over her bottom.

"Now, Blue, I'm gonna get you a bottle. Do you wanna do anything while you wait?"

"Oh! I wanna draw." She beamed.

"Okay, sweetie, I'll get what you need."

"Hm? But--I have a panel here.."

"Oh, silly Blue..." I rustled her hair.

"...here, babies like you use special materials. I don't think they have crayons on Homeworld, do they?"

"Ooh! I've never heard of a crayon before."

As she said that, I pulled out a box of crayons from underneath the couch, left by a certain orange gem from last week. Blue gently held the box, and stared at the colors in awe. I handed her a paper from below, and she was ecstatic.

"Oh stars...thank you!" She hugged me tight, dropping her paci.


"Aww...don't mention it, Blue." I replied, patting her back as I placed her paci on the couch.

As the day went on, many papers were scattered all over the floor, covered in Blue's doodles. She would unconsciously let out spurts and streams of pee into her pampers, slowly soaking the thick diaper. The bottle of milk, she drank slow as well, seeming to savor the warmth in her mouth, and in her diapers. She laid down on her chest, her ever-warming, semi-squishy diaper puffed out, making her derriere appear like a yellowish balloon, dark blue stars and spaceships adorning it.

"You sure you don't wanna change yet?" I sat down next to her, my hand gently holding her rear. It was as warm as a water balloon on a summer day.

She nodded her head silently, focusing on drawing a certain purple gem filling up her diapers.

"Blue, I didn't know you draw so well!" I chimed in, giving her head-pats of praise.

"Thanks. My Diamond used to let me do court sketches." She smiled, suckling on the bottle.

"That's a lot of practice, then! Seems like it's paying off..."

As I said that, my palm felt a warm flow of pee wash against the inside of her pampers, causing it to swell further. It sagged towards the ground, growing heavier with every drop.

"Wow...you're a heavier wetter than Jasper. And that's saying a lot." I grinned, patting her soaked rear. It felt like a sodden sponge, almost reaching its limit.

"Oh...! I'm sorry." She mewled, putting down her crayon.

"It's okay, Blue." I brought her into a hug, and then lifted her up. The weight of her pampers was substantial; she was heavier than awhile ago.

The diaper sagged low, ballooning downwards in a bright shade of yellow. The tapes struggled to keep still, being pulled down by the mass of warm urine Blue spurt out. She began to push it inwards, feeling it against her privates. Her face was flushed a dark blue as she did so.

"You know--" I said, breaking her trance.

"--that was my last diaper. I thought you were more of a pull-up type, but I guess I'm wrong."

"Oh...I suppose. So what now?"

"Well, we need to go and buy some more. And you're coming with me."

"Should I, er--go back to normal?"

"Not at all. It's part of the experience. Don't worry. They won't mind. But they will mind you without anything to cover up your soggy butt." I pulled up her pamper, as it began to slide down her waist, and gave her bum a playful pat. She lightly blushed, and grinned playfully.

"Come on, let's get you something to wear." I held her hand, and she waddled alongside me, soaked pamper in tow.

After rummaging through dresses, pants, and other types of clothing, Blue finally settled on a pair of shortalls, with a white t-shirt underneath.

"Aren't you a smart pearl? That way, your diapee won't slip, isn't that right?" I cooed, poking the front of her yellowed pampers.

"Yeah. And it'll be...snug." She meekly replied, smiling at the last word. Blue really was a naughty pearl.

I helped her into the foot-holes, and her ballooning diaper was already being smushed by the undone denim. She stood there expectantly waiting for me to button it up. As the denim crotch rose higher, it pressed against her swollen pamper tighter and tighter, prompting a few blissful sighs from the little pearl. And as I fixed the rear buttons, her hand was at her front, rubbing it gingerly, as if she was wiping down fragile glass.

"Blue..." I said, in a stern tone.

"Sorry. It feels good." She replied, at a loss for words.

"It's okay. I just don't want you to leak out there. This thing won't hold much more." I patted her heavy rear affirmingly.

"Okay. I'll try to hold it."

"Good pearl!" I hugged her from behind, before leading her outside. She let out a little giggle, before trickling into her pants one last time.

As I walked with her, the bulge and sag around her crotch was painfully obvious. It was almost as if she stuffed a pillow down there, the denim ballooning out. Blue had to waddle like a toddler the whole time, although no one seemed to bat an eye. After all, she wasn't the only big baby in Beach City...