The Computer Guy

Chapter 1
The Computer Guy

The Computer Guy

The door to the apartment building creaked loudly as I opened it. The musky smell of the hallway was enough to take the wind out of me. I checked my work order; I was going to apartment two. I had a box with all my equipment in my hand and quickly ran down the stairs. A few knocks on the door and it opened up. A woman answered the door, and I stepped back at the sight of her. She had flowing brown hair that looked like it was made with silk. Her eyes shinned like blue sapphire gems. Her body was graced with amazing curves that no man would fail to notice. She was wearing a tight pale pink shirt that seemed to be bursting at the chest and snug jeans that showed off her goods. I quickly regained my composure and introduced myself, “Hello. I’m here to fix the computer.”

“I’m glad you’re here,” she said as she guided me inside, “that thing has been acting really weird lately.” It looked pretty normal inside. The room was decorated with bright colors and lush furniture. “I’m very sorry for the mess. I didn’t have enough time to clean.” She led me to the back room, which, like the main room was actually very clean. I took my seat at the computer desk and began to work. It was a classic case of a computer virus, pretty standard stuff.

“Miss,” I said, “this may take a few hours. We’ll negotiate the fee after I’ve completed my work.”

She gave me a big smile and said, “Please, do anything it takes. It’s very important.” She paused briefly as I worked to keep my eyes from falling below her eyes. “Do you mind if I watch you? All this computer stuff fascinates me to no end.” I nodded indicating it was fine and she watched with keen interest as I began to work. The way I navigated through the menus at lightning fast speeds seemed to impress her. After a while she leaned down leaving me face to face with her cleavage, “I’ll be right back.” I watched like a drooling puppy as she walked out of the room and then turned back to my work.

The computer was being very difficult as I began to disable the affected system processes. I began to think about the brunette goddess while the computer ran a scan. I imagined running my hand across her side and feeling her feminine curves. The image of her body occupied my mind when I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Daydreaming?” she asked with a mischievous smile on her face. She set a glass or water down on the table next to me, the ice inside of it jingled against the side of the glass. A cinnamon roll was placed next to the water. It looked very fresh and had icing that ran along the sides. “I thought maybe you want a little snack while you work.”

“Oh. Thank you.” The roll looked amazing and I quickly took a bite out of it. The icing was amazingly rich. It was like a small bite of heaven. I washed it down with some of the ice water and thanked her again. The scan had finally finished and it looked like everything had been fixed. “Well, it looks like this is almost done.”

“Oh, but you’ve only been here an hour. Why don’t you finish your snack and then join me in the living room for a drink? I’d love to get to know you a little better, computer guy.” She stood up and looked at me from the doorway. By the way she looked at me I knew that was going to be a drink I wasn’t going to regret. I quickly stuffed my face with the rest of the pastry and washed it down. I put a few finishing touches on the computer and made my way to the living room.

She sat on the couch her chest pushed out towards me. She pursed her lips at me and then smiled as she patted the empty space next to her. As I walked towards her I felt really light-headed. ?It’s been a while, but I shouldn’t be getting light-headed from a beautiful woman.’ I thought to myself. I sat next to her and she put her arms around me. She pulled me on top of her and laid down. Her eyes burned into me like icy fire. I felt her hands running along my back as she pulled my head down and kissed me. The light-headedness began to intensify as I began to kiss her back. She embraced me with all of her strength as we began to engage in some very powerful mouth action.

I realized that I felt really strange, like I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I wanted this woman more than I had ever wanted anything. The more she kissed me, the more I couldn’t stop kissing her back. This wasn’t a normal attraction, I felt like something was making me do it. She broke our kisses and grinned at me as she began to pull off her shirt. I stared in complete disbelief as I looked at the most beautiful woman lying under me. She had a soft white bra on that looked like it was straining just to not burst. I reached up and placed my hand on one of the magnificent cups that separated me from her breast. She giggled again and grabbed my head and nuzzled it gently between the breasts. I moaned as the smell of baby powder from her body filled my nasal passages. The smell seemed to have a sedative effect as I began to become very comfortable. After she was done rubbing her clothed breasts all over my face she reached down and unlatched her bra. She slipped one end off revealing her large breast and a soft pink nipple. She put her hand on my chin and guided it to the nipple. Her fingers began gently rubbed my check as my mouth latched on to her nipple. Then I began to suck on it. I just couldn’t help it; it was like her stroking my cheek caused me to suckle.

Then I began to feel a strange taste. Her breasts were filled with milk and that milk was now flowing into my mouth. The milk tasted like the milk at the end of a bowl of cereal. The warm, creamy liquid was building up, and then without warning I swallowed. It flowed down my throat and I could feel it hit my stomach. At first it felt really strange and I began to groan. She cooed me sweetly and began to rub her hand in my hair, which quickly distracted me from my stomach ache. After a few more seconds of drinking her milk it began to feel really good. I felt my legs and arms becoming relaxed. Then I felt my mind begin to relax as instinct began to take over my suckling and swallowing. My light-headedness had turned into a sort of drunken high. My eyes began to close as I felt a happiness I’d never felt before. I was so comfortable and so happy that it seemed like everything else was going away. She smiled down at me and continued to rub her hand through my hair as I began to feel a new sensation.

My arms and legs, which had felt completely relaxed before were now tingling. First at the tips, but then the feeling began to move towards the middle of my body. It slowly moved up my limbs until it became more consuming. The tingling caused me to softly moan as I felt it on every inch of my body. It felt kind of like my whole body had fallen asleep, but the feeling was slowly being replaced by comfort. I felt like my body was changing. My skin began to feel softer, and my strength seemed to be diminishing. Meanwhile I continued to instinctively gulp the milk while she continued to rub my hair and back. After a short while my thinking process was being affected. I was no longer noticing any differences in my body; in fact, I wasn’t noticing anything at all. The feeling of sleepiness began to cover me like a warm blanket, and before I knew it I nodded off.

The brightness of the sun awoke me the next morning. I rolled over to avoid it, but found that rolling had become much more difficult. As the drowsiness began to wear off I became more aware of myself and my surroundings. It seemed I was in a large crib. Large wooden bars seemed to stretch a great distance into the air. Directly above me were four large stuffed animals hanging from some central point. I was unsure what their point was, but I did know that I absolutely loved them. I seemed to be dressed in some kind of one-piece outfit that wrapped around my groin, but did not cover my legs. By crotch and butt felt much warmer than the rest of me, almost as if they were more clothed. I attempted to sit up, but found it very difficult. I had to grasp one of the bars just to barely wobble to my feet. There was a mirror at one end of the crib, and I decided I was going to go to it.

Walking was a great challenge and required the aid of the bars to be completed. About half-way across the crib I lost my balance and fell right on my butt. To my surprise it didn’t hurt at all. It actually felt like my butt was very well padded. I got back to my feet and moved to the mirror, but I never would have been ready for what I saw there. Looking back at me was the face of a toddler. My cheeks were chubby and my body covered in baby fat. My eyes looked down to my lower region and I saw my clothing seemed to be bulging. I could make out a small amount of plastic sticking out between my legs. I hoped my first guess was wrong, but I would soon find out that it was very right. I was wearing a diaper. It was snugly wrapped around my private area and caused my already inadequate clothing to bulge at the buttons on the crotch. A complete toddler, diaper and all, looked back at me from the mirror. I lost my balance again and fell to my diapered butt, still in disbelief. Before I had any time to really think anything over I was faced with a haunting feeling.

My crotch suddenly felt really warm. The feeling spread down my crotch and around to my rear. At the same time I began to feel a feeling of relief and comfort. I had just wet my diaper. I didn’t even feel like I needed to go, it just seemed to come out of its own free will. The warmth slowly began to pass as the diaper seemed to bulge further. I sat there in my diaper and began to think about what had happened to me. Everything felt so strange. Before I could even put some real thought into it I heard a door open and saw a familiar face walk into the room.

It was the woman from before. She had a huge smile on her face and made a soft sound of joy as she ran over to the crib. “You’re awake, baby!” she said as she looked down at me. Her smile seemed to fill me with happiness as I began to smile uncontrollably. “I thought you’d be happy to see me, baby. I bet you need to be changed!” She reached a hand down to my diaper and tested it for wetness. “I thought so!” she said in a sweet baby talk voice. She picked me up and carried me to a changing table on the other side of the room. I was so confused I didn’t know what to do as she unbuttoned my outfit and removed my wet diaper. She wiped my private areas and then applied a generous amount of baby powder. The smell quickly made its way up to me where it made me relax. She pulled out another plastic disposable diaper from below the table and fastened it to me. She picked me up and began to make all sorts of baby-talk noises which I found to be absolutely hilarious. I couldn’t stop laughing with my new baby laugh as she continued the high-pitched banter. Then she held me in her arm and said, “Oh, I’ll bet baby is hungry. Well, mama better feed her little man before he gets cranky.”

She pulled her tight, pale yellow top off to reveal a light blue bra underneath. She unlatched her bra and brought me to her nipple where I quickly began to unconsciously suckle. The milk began to flow into my body like it had before but with absolutely no resistance. She hummed a song softly as she patted my diapered bottom. The milk quickly relaxed my entire body and it felt even better than it did before. Then she began to talk. “I knew as soon as I saw you that you would be perfect. You wanted me the minute I opened that door. All I had to do was slip you a little control drug in your snack and I knew that you would be mine. My milk changed you from a full-grown man to this little bundle of joy you are now. Now you get to drink mama’s milk forever my little man.” She began to hum again as I dozed off.

I woke up in a playpen this time. She was in the room folding clothing; more multi-colored bras and pale shirts, but mixed with baby clothes. I attempted to speak to her, but it just came out as a squeak. She looked over at me and smiled. “Aw. Is little baby trying to talk? You haven’t developed the muscles required to talk, honey. Now you just play in your pen, mama has to do laundry so baby has clean clothes to wear.”

I would have begun to make a fuss, but then I felt another new sensation. Something was being pushed out of my rear into my diaper. I felt it smear against the back of the diaper and then a smell quickly found its way to me nose. I had just messed my diaper with no control at all. She stopped folding when the smell reached her and picked me up. “You’re becoming more and more babyish honey. You’re reacting really quickly; you must have really liked my milk.” She took me to the same changing table and cleaned me off really good. Once the smell was replaced with baby powder and my diaper replaced with a clean one she held me in her arms again. “Soon you won’t even remember what it was like before.” She pulled off her shirt again and brought me back to that amazing nipple.

The milk felt a little different this time. It still tasted amazing, and made me relax, but this time I felt a tingling in my head. I was finding it harder and harder to think. Soon all I could think about was feeding. She softly sang a song, but the lyrics became harder and harder to understand. Soon I couldn’t understand them at all. I tried to remember my name, but I couldn’t. A rising feeling of panic was quickly subsided by a feeling of overall comfort. My name wasn’t important anymore. I was just a toddler. I would learn it all again. Right then, all I cared about was drinking her sweet milk, and nothing else mattered.