Chapter 1 Zoey was different. The first time John saw her he was drawn by her innocence, the sweetness of her spirit, her fine features taking a back seat to the sweet innocence. Her hair was jet black, silky and fine, cut in a cute tomboy fashion showing half her delicate ears and falling in bangs over her forehead. Startling blue eyes set wide in a perfect oval face seemed almost too large for her face. At the moment she was being hassled by an upper-classman already developing a beer belly, unshaven, and slovenly. Being chivalrous John stepped in, grabbed the jerk by his elbow and sent him on his way. When he looked down this petite girl who couldn't be more than five feet tall was staring up at him. Her eyes seemed to grow larger, if that was possible, staring up at his great height under long dark lashes. "Hi. I'm John." He said gently. "Are you okay?" I'm Zoey." Her voice had an almost breathless quality to it, as though she was always surprised. Straight white teeth flashed in a smile. "I've never seen anyone as tall as you!" "I get that often." John said with a twinkle in his dark brown eyes. "I play basketball for our team." He added. "You're John Mayhew!" She seemed duly impressed. "May I escort you safely to your destination?" He asked. "I was going to my dorm. I have a room in Canfield Hall." John gently relieved her of her Psych 101 text and English Literature text, holding them easily in his strong hands. He walked beside her, letting her set the pace. Though many gave Zoey a second look none dared approach her with her giant friend in attendance. John Mayhew was two inches shy of seven feet tall and played like he was seven foot six. Zoey had a single room in the handicapped/special needs part of the dorm. That surprised him though he didn't ask why. "Thank you for rescuing me, John." Zoey looked up at him once more. "Would you like to come in for a few minutes?" "That would be nice, Zoey." He came in and found the room decorated more like a nursery than a dorm room. Zoey even had her own bathroom. The room was spacious, originally designed for two beds and two study stations. John looked at the array of large plushy stuffed animals on the bed, the pink and white colors that dominated the room and decided it fit Zoey somehow. Zoey offered him a Coke and sat down to drink one of her own. She sat on the bed after carefully kicking off her shoes, her white stockings that ended mid thigh showing tiny feet with widely spread toes. Her plaid skirt fell around her neatly. "I wasn't sure I'd make it here." Zoey said, pulling a huge teddy bear into her lap and hugging it close. "Academically I'm okay, but there are so many people, and many of them are not nice at all." "The dining hall opens in half an hour. May I escort you to supper?" John asked, intrigued by this tiny girl. "Really?" She asked in that breathless voice. "I'd love to." He said. "You'll be safe with me." He added. "Guaranteed to be a perfect gentleman!" She smiled and he knew beyond a shadow of doubt that this girl had just conquered his heart. "Wee!" She exclaimed and threw herself backwards to snuggle among her stuffed animals. Her skirt flared and her legs were spread so that he could see a diaper covered by pink vinyl pants peeking out. That explained the special needs room. For some reason the presence of a diaper on this girl seemed fitting. She was watching him carefully and his reaction seemed to please her. "My wearing a diaper doesn't seem to bother you." She said, her eyebrows raised and her forehead wrinkled beneath her bangs. "It explains the special needs accommodations." He said with a slow smile. "It's a gauze prefold diaper." She said, her hand patting the front of the diaper gently. "I've worn diapers all my life." Her eyes were languorous as she snuggled against her stuffed animals. Mommy tried really really hard to potty train me when I was three but it didn't work. Lots of doctors saw me that year and they discovered eventually that I was born without the proper nerve connections between my bladder and my brain. So, I've always had to wear them." John wasn't surprised that she spoke of her mother as "mommy" instead of "mom." "Do you have brothers and sisters?" He asked. "I have two older sisters. They were fourteen and sixteen when I was born. My daddy died when I was seven. He was away a lot. Then he got blown up flying food and medical supplies to an African country. He was part of a doctor without borders program with the peace corps." John listened to her story and was moved by the tears that welled in her eyes. Zoey went into her bathroom to change. She came out after fifteen minutes of clean up and changing and walked to the dining hall with John holding her tiny hand. "Your hand is very hard." She said, rubbing her delicate fingers lightly over his calluses. "I grew up on a farm with two older brothers, one older sister and four younger sisters." He said. "We all worked hard on the farm. It's in Indiana, a fairly big farm of about ten thousand acres, and there was always hard work to be done. Dad always took the boys wood cutting in the spring, and in the fall we split chords of wood to heat our big house. I miss it." He admitted. "Are any of your siblings as tall as you?" She asked after a pause. "Mom and Dad were both tall. Dad played basketball at Notre Dame and Mom played for St. Mary's. They met at a dance. Mom is six foot three, and dad is six foot seven." John laughed. I'm the tallest though. My brothers are within inches of me, six foot six to six foot eight. My sisters are all over five feet ten inches tall." John smiled as he though of his family. John carried both trays to a table for two and held Zoey's chair before taking a seat himself. Zoey sat and talked with him long after the last students ambled in for supper. For Zoey it was a magical day, and from that time on nobody frightened her. She was John Mayhew's girlfriend. Word went around swiftly. As the semester went by they spent more and more time together. John studied in her room, a quiet place where he could concentrate. His dormitory room had three other men in it and was never quiet. As the winter break approached John knew he would miss Zoey, even though he was anxious to see his family. Her sister came to collect her and seemed happy that Zoey had a nice boyfriend. She was very protective of Zoey. At home John told his mother and father about his new relationship. His mother asked the most questions and John appreciated that she was looking out for her son. He didn't mind any of the questions she asked. "You're sure she's not looking for a father figure?" She asked at one point in his narrative. "No. She loved her father very much, even though he was often absent." John said after carefully considering the question. "In a way, she'll always need very special and gentle care. I know that going in. She's so innocent and immature it's scary." "Zoey's knight protector!" His youngest sister piped up. "Johnny's always protecting us girls." "Us girls is not proper English!" Amy's mother said, patting her daughter's hand. After dinner they had an early Christmas, because John needed to return to the campus for a basketball tournament hosted by his college. The family was flying out to watch him play, and staying at Disneyland. His two older brothers were staying behind to mind the farm but everyone else was coming, including his nieces and nephews. John spent the flight entertaining pairs of his youngest relatives. Holding his toddler niece Mary Jane reminded him of Zoey for some reason. She was coming back early to cheer him on in the games and he couldn't wait to introduce her to his family. After a day at Disneyland he left his family and returned to the campus. His teammates welcomed him to the two-day practice sessions. It was the first time his college dominated the Pac-10, and every starter was a sophomore. They were the youngest team to accomplish it. John was a power forward with his teammate Jack "Beanstalk" Carter. Jack was six foot six inches tall, with whipcord strength and amazing speed. At guard they had Kerry Hanes, a six-one speedster, and John Kowalski, a six-three farm boy from Indiana who had huge hands and a vertical leap of forty-nine inches. The sophomore who led the team was point guard Maurice Thomas, already slated to be the next Michael Jordan. Thomas was six feet five inches tall and rivaled Kowalski in vertical leaping ability. John's vertical leap was forty-eight inches. His wide shoulders and hard muscles made him seem invincible, even against taller men. All three guards were fifty-six percent or higher from three-point range, and Beanstalk was deadly from either corner. They were fast and in amazing physical condition, every coach's dream team. Senior Axle Boudry from Louisiana was the number six man, who could play guard or forward with equal ease. Boudry did not resent the younger men who started. During practice John stayed focused on what he was doing, knowing that the men he played against were one of the reasons they were a winning team. His second was three inches taller, a junior with long arms and graceful moves that constantly challenged John. After the second practice session John decided to check if Zoey was back and walked to her dormitory enjoying the cooler night temperatures. A scream sounded. John knew it was Zoey and he set off at a sprint that carried him to her aid in seconds. Two men were chasing her both wearing suits, and she went down as the faster one clubbed her down with his fist. John roared, his huge fist connecting with the attacker's face, straightening the man all the way to his toes and sending him to his back like a rag doll. His partner held up both hands. "Hey! This isn't what it looks like. This is my daughter and she's been on a crime spree." John stepped over the fallen man and with one hand lifted the second attacker by the neck. The man kicked for a moment, gasping for breath. "You have about thirty seconds to level with me and tell me the truth." John said, his brown eyes hard. "I will squeeze the life out of you slowly, so start talking." His hand loosened enough to let the man draw in a tortured breath. "Okay, okay!" The man gasped. "You can make a lot of money." John tightened his hand again and the man's face began to turn red, then blue. His eyes bulged as he fought with both hands to get away. At last he managed a gasping plea. John lightened his hold just enough to let the man have one breath. "We saw her and figured she'd be easy to take. She'd make us a lot of money as a prostitute." The man's eyes bulged again as John tightened his grip again. He waited fifteen seconds after the man stopped kicking, then dropped him on the ground. Neither of the men regained consciousness until after they were handcuffed and dragged to the sheriff's vehicles. Zoey was still on the ground while a paramedic held an ice pack to the back of her neck. Once John's statement had been taken he knelt beside Zoey. She was still crying quietly. Her arms went around his neck and she buried her face in his neck. Gently he stood up, one hand patting her back and his arm just below her bottom. Zoey stopped crying and kept her face nuzzled into his neck. "She's in good hands now." The female paramedic smiled up at him. She gave Zoey a few pats on the bottom. "She'll need a change when you take her inside." The paramedic moved away. John carried her to her room, unlocked her door, and ducked under the jam. He patted her diapered bottom and realized she was wet and messy. Without really thinking about it he carried her into the bathroom and found she had a changing table available. He bent over the table, gently putting her down and her arms finally unlocked from around his neck. "Do you want me to change you, Zoey?" He asked softly. "You would do that?" Her voice was still strained. "I've fallen in love with you Zoey. And I changed my sisters when they were little so I know the drill." He replied with a smile of reassurance. She sighed and closed her eyes, her hands up near her head, one of them with the fingers just touching her black hair. John gently removed the plaid "school girl" skirt, her socks and shoes, and then pulled her plastic pants down and off. Her outer diaper had Velcro straps, and he unfastened them. Lifting her feet he pulled the messy diapers from beneath her and tossed them in the washing machine, setting it to pre-wash first. Running warm water he soaked a washcloth and very gently cleaned her bottom, while holding her feet up, and then her front and legs, rinsing often. There were Cottenelle baby wipes and he used those after he'd washed away everything, remembering to clean her vagina from the top down. On the second rub she bit her lip and her body leaped in ecstasy while she made mewling sounds. "That never happened with my sisters." He said, kissing her forehead. She pulled his lips to hers and breathlessly kissed him while her body continued to release. Not until her body subsided did she let go, her eyes still closed. He wiped her bottom just as carefully and then found two diapers without Velcro and a third with the tabs. Stacking them he powdered them with Chamomile and Lavender Baby Powder from Johnson & Johnson, pulled her bottom up by her feet, and slid the diapers under her. He sprinkled powder on her and used a brush to gently brush it into her skin. He wasn't surprised when her body once more shivered in ecstasy, the delicious mewling sounds music to his ears. Smiling he pulled the diapers tight and fastened the tabs. In a dresser next to the changing table she had some plastic pants and some very fancy rhumba pants with frilly lace and pretty ribbons. Choosing a pair of white rhumba pants with pink frills and ribbons he pulled them over the diapers and tucked everything in. He fastened her skirt over the diapers and lifted her, his big hand patting her bottom. Her legs gripped him and she moved against him a few times, reaching yet another orgasm. This time he kissed her just as she released, continued patting her until she was spent and slicked with sweat. "Time for bed, little one." He said softly into her ear. She was already asleep in his arms. Tucking her into her bed he sat on the floor and rubbed her back until she was deeply asleep. She didn't budge when he stopped, rose, and left the room. He'd never thought of changing diapers as exotic or exciting, but Zoey changed all that. Musing quietly he returned to his own dorm and made curfew by thirty seconds. The coach was a stickler on curfew. "What was all the police action about?" Coach asked as he marked a box beside John's name. "Two thugs attacked my fiancé outside her dorm." He replied, not even realizing he'd called her his fiancé. The coach didn't miss it. Some basketball stars were distracted and made mistakes when they knew their girlfriend was watching. For just as many their play didn't miss a lick. The coach would have to wait and see. Chapter 2 John rose early the next morning, ran five miles, showered, and slipped quietly into Zoey's room. She was still asleep, nestled into her collection of plushy soft stuffed animals, nearly in the position he'd left her in the night before. He sat on the floor, next to her bed, and watched her slowly awaken. She stretched and opened her eyes a little, murmuring in pleasure, and when she noticed John she smiled. Her smile was the sweetest he'd ever seen. Zoey snuggled into her stuffed animals and stretched again. John stood up and lifted her into his arms and without comment carried her to the bathroom holding her on a hip like she was toddler. He noticed that she'd soaked through all three diapers. When he had them off she climbed down and allowed him to undress her, and then stepped into her shower. Her eyes were a mystery as she moved gracefully to the spacious shower seeming to feel no shyness about her nakedness. Trying to keep his mind from thoughts of taking advantage of Zoey he busied himself preparing to dress her. When she stepped from the shower he gently toweled her dry. Zoey wrapped the towel around her and went to the mirror to dry her hair and apply fresh makeup. When she finished brushing her teeth and applying lipstick she turned around and leaned on the counter. "Last night was very special for me, even after the horror. And thank you for changing a messy diaper without so much as raising an eye. Why did you do that?" "Because I'm in love with you Zoey, and that love is deep enough and strong enough to handle anything for your happiness and contentment." John replied quietly. His brown eyes sparkled with delight as they devoured her towel rapped body. "I called you my fiancé last night. I guess I'm serious about this love." He added. "Fiancé!" Zoey flavored the word slowly and her eyes filled with unshed tears. Then one leaked down her cheek and she hurled herself into his arms. Lifting her, towel and all, he looked at her face, now so close to his own and tasted those sweet lips in a way that had her whimpering with pleasure. "Okay future Mrs. Mayhew!" He said, touching his finger to her nose. "Let's get you dressed." Gently he set her down, removed the towel, and then lifted her to the changing table. He spread his long arms at either end of the table and looked at her. "How many diapers do you want today?" "Can I wear two?" Zoey asked. "They might peak out under those short skirts you have." John said, his smile genuine and his amusement coming out in a deep chuckle. "I can do that now. And no one will tease me because I'm your fiancé." Zoey's voice was breathless in anticipation of his ministrations. He turned her over gently and covered all the diaper areas with Desitin, rubbing it in and enjoying the pleasant smell from past memories. Turning her to her back he did the same thing, being careful not to let his big strong hands hurt her in any way. Finished with that he stacked two diapers, powdered them, and lifted her feet to slide them under her bottom. Her eyes were closed, hands to either side of her head, and she was making those adorable mewling sounds again. Sprinkling the powder over her he took his time, and as the brush began to swirl the powder smooth he let one hand lightly caress her inner thighs. She was full of goose bumps when the brush finally swirled over her clitoris. She giggled once, and then burst out giggling as the pleasure seemed to undulate beneath her skin. Her head went back and her back arched as she bit her lower lip and exploded in ecstasy, still giggling between sucking in air, spreading her nostrils wide. Her tows spread and her feet came together as she kicked up and down with either leg. It lasted for nearly sixty minutes when her body finally sank to the changing table pad like a rag doll. John pulled the two diapers between her legs and fastened the Velcro straps in place tightly. Her diapers covered her belly button, coming to her elbows, and the straps were designed to hold them tight at the waist and line that ran from her crotch around the legs. Zoey sighed in pleasure and giggled as the baby powder slid down her inner thighs and bottom. John chose a pair of yellow vinyl pants to cover the diapers, and then helped her into a gather skirt, bright yellow in color. A very pretty aqua blue top with ruffled cap sleeves and ruffled polo collar went on over her silky camisole and bra. Once she was finished John lifted her to his hip and turned her to look in the mirror. She gently rested her head on his chest, her hair pressed up against his neck. For a moment they looked at each other in the mirror. "Zoey Thompson, will you marry me?" John's eyes were watching hers in the mirror. She snuggled shyly into his neck and peaked out at him. "I love you John. I have from the first day I saw you. Yes I will marry you. Please carry me to breakfast like this." Her entire body melted against him and her tiny hand patted his opposite shoulder. He carried her out and down to the dining room. Wondering if she would become embarrassed about her diapers and vinyl pants showing he carefully tried to sense any change in her demeanor. She remained relaxed and pressed against him right up to the line. Taking one tray he got breakfast for the two of them while Zoey straightened but didn't indicate she wanted down. Once she made her choices she laid her head down again. At the table he chose, John put the tray down, and then put Zoey down, holding out her chair like a gentleman. Two teammates joined him at the table with their girlfriends. He told them about his proposal of marriage and they laughed and talked through breakfast as friends do. Zoey, who barely ever talked to strangers was quiet, but answered any questions frankly. Mary Ann, who seemed to have plans for Kowalski took Zoey under her care immediately following breakfast. "These giants need to go play with a little ball. What say we watch them practice?" She asked kindly, holding out a hand. Zoey took the offered hand confidently. "Thanks." She said shyly. "I'm coming too!" Beanstalk's girlfriend Sarah said. So the two girls took either of Zoey's hands and led her to the cheering section where people gathered to watch the men practice. "We've seen you about, Zoey, and wondered how you were handling college life, what with the diapers and all." Mary Ann said as they sat down. "However, since you seem to have wrapped one huge man around your little finger I think you're going to be just fine." Mary Ann smiled at her and Zoey blushed prettily. She seems so young and innocent. And her handicap has to be embarrassing. Zoey is like a toddler in many ways, and yet adult in others. I like her, and it's obvious that John dotes on her. Good for you little girl in diapers. Mary Ann settled Zoey between Sarah and herself, setting up unconsciously a barrier of protection for her. "Okay Zoey! You're part of us now, so we'll take good care of you." Sarah said, hugging Zoey with one arm. "Wow. Thanks. That was fast!" Zoey said shyly. "There are several in our crowd who will show up in a few minutes. Some are very sweet but some others can be catty at times. We'll watch out for you, don't worry." Mary Ann assured Zoey. "Hey! New girl! How ya doin'?" A perky voice sounded from behind them and one of the cheerleaders stepped down to face Zoey, Mary Ann and Sarah. She enthusiastically hugged all three her smile contagious and her energy almost tangible. "I've heard about you." Renee said when the introductions were made. "That's the cutest outfit I've seen you wear!" "John picked it out for me this morning." Zoey said, warming to Renee immediately. She knew Renee could see the diapers peeking out from the front, because you really couldn't keep your legs together with two diapers between them and the skirt was short. "Oh my god!" She exclaimed when she looked at Zoey's tiny feet. Zoey had kicked her sandals off and was unconsciously spreading her toes. "I would kill to have feet like that!" Renee exclaimed. "She's adorable, isn't she?" She asked Mary Ann and Sarah. "We think so." They answered in unison, laughing when they did it. "Ha! We'll have to guard her then and keep her safe." Renee looked as other girls headed down to fill the row. She greeted each and introduced them to Zoey, bringing them right up front. Not one of the girls said anything about her wearing diapers and her nervousness evaporated. When the team came out to the practice floor the small crowd of admirers and parents who had arrived for the tournament gave them a standing ovation. It didn't last long though. When the coach waved his hands they were quiet, sitting down to watch. John thought the coach's idea for practice was a good one. All fifteen men wore a home uniform or an away uniform. Being in uniform helped them settle down and get to work. Nor did the coach disappoint any parents who were there, because like always he sent men in with instructions, or brought men out to rest. There were two referees on the floor and a scorekeeper. Zoey watched them greet the ten players and saw John enter the center against a man three inches taller. John's leap carried him far above his opponent and he tipped the ball hard and fast to Kowalski, who caught the speeding pass with one hand, raised it above his head, and fed Kerry Hanes a bullet pass. Hanes caught the pass easily, never breaking his stride and scored the first two points in a lay-up. "That was so fast!" Zoey said to Sarah. Mary Ann was talking to the girl on the other side. "You haven't seen anything yet. Is this your first time to the gym and to a game?" Sara replied. "Yes. I've been afraid to come. Big crowds frighten me." Zoey said, sighing. "Not any more girl. You're one of us now. You don't need to be afraid of anything anymore. If John's not with you, we will be. I promise." Sarah was adamant. The opposing team, wearing the same trunks but different shirts responded to Kerry's score by quickly in-bounding the ball and setting off at a fast pace down the floor. Axle leaped and while Beanstalk put both hands up for a block, slid his arm around him and scored a lay-up to tie the game. Zoey watched the men leap and dash up and down the floor until their bodies were slicked with sweat. John's opposite was graceful but she could tell John dominated the taller man and because of his greater speed and leaping ability literally kept the man from scoring a single shot. Even then the score remained close. Axle changed shirts and went to the floor to give Beanstalk a rest. Now he played against one of the quick sophomores but he wasn't about to give up his number six role. Every time the sophomore scored a basket Axle congratulated him, and the raced back to t he other end grinning. When Axle scored the sophomore shook his head but appreciated the older man's ability. When the game was over the two teams were still close, John's winning by six points. The coach sat them down and talked to them, praising their finer efforts and pointing out their weaknesses. He smiled at John and looked up at the tiny girl sandwiched between two other girls. John was playing better than ever. In the afternoon the practice was much the same, with the six starters winning by twelve points. Maurice led the team in scoring, with Kowalski next, then John. This time the coach was more effusive in his praise. As the men gathered to listen to his pep talk Mary Ann looked at Zoey. "You've been wearing those diapers all day. Do you need a change?" "Please say yes!" Renee said, joining them. "Yes." Zoey said shyly. "Whoo hoo! Let's go then." Renee's enthusiasm had them skipping across the campus to Zoey's dorm. Zoey expected them to wait for her but they went right into the bathroom and began to complain at once that none of them had this luxury. "Come on!" Mary Ann said, patting the changing table. "Let's take care of those diapers." Renee scooped Zoey up in her arms, spun her around once, and deposited her on the mat. Sarah removed her skirt and hung it properly while Renee and Mary Ann took off the diapers. They were thoroughly soaked. Sarah put them in the washer while Renee held Zoey's feet up so Mary Ann could wash her carefully. Mary Ann gently toweled her dry while Sarah stacked two diapers and powdered them liberally. "Do you use this brush to brush in the baby powder?" Mary Ann asked, feeling the soft bristles. She seemed to know what to do and recognized Zoey's reactions for what they were. Zoey had her eyes closed. Mary Ann decided it would fun to experiment so she brushed around, making some of the swirls faintly felt and others stronger. When she swirled the brush once over Zoey's pleasure center the girl's body completely gave way to ecstasy. "Holy wow!" Renee said, watching. While Zoey kicked weakly on the table Sarah ran her hands through her silky black hair and Renee ran her fingernails lightly along her inner thighs. "Oh we have to try this!" She said, her lips parted as Zoey finally slowed down. Mary Ann pulled the diapers between her legs and fastened the Velcro straps perfectly. Sarah was there to pull the vinyl pants up. When Sarah reached for the skirt Renee stopped her. In her hand she held a massager wand with a long handle and three massaging heads at the end. Winking at the other two girls she checked to make sure Zoey wasn't watching and put the massaging wand between her legs and turned it on. Poor Zoey wasn't prepared at all for what happened next. Her body surged into an ecstasy and she put her head back, arching her back, and kicking weakly until her entire body was slicked with sweat. Even when they took the vibrator away every hand gently rubbed over her tummy or thighs made her jerk and whimper in pleasure. "Okay. That was the sexiest moment I've ever witnessed!" Sarah said softly. Once Zoey was dressed they helped her down but she slid to the floor, unable to take her weight on her shaky legs. Renee lifted Sarah to the table. "You're next!" She said. The brushing of the baby powder was a sensation Sarah had never felt before, and her need grew and Renee brushed everywhere but where she wanted to be brushed. When the brush finally touched her clitoris she came in a frenzy of sensations that grew in intensity when Mary Ann kissed her passionately. Zoey watched the kiss with wide eyes and then giggled when Renee brought the massage wand down between Sarah's legs. The fact that Mary Ann's lips were clamped on her, and their tongues were exploring brought her to the top so fast she nearly leaped off the table. Zoey was gently scraping her nails along the inside of her thighs, as they had done for her, and when it was all over Sarah just lay there, unable to move. "I couldn't catch my breath! Then Mary Ann pinched my nose and I thought I was going to such her tongue down my throat in my need for air. Damn straight, girlfriend! I never thought I'd come down." Dizzily Sarah sat up and slid to her feet. "Who's next?" Renee hopped up on the table and slid her cheerleading skirt off while Sarah pulled her panties off. "I'll bet if we were shaved here the sensation would be even better." Sarah said, twirling the brush and brushing baby powder in gently. She gave Renee much the same treatment she'd received. Mary Ann bent over her, pulling her luxurious hair back, and began kissing Renee with passion. When the brush moved to the place Renee was at a fever pitch of readiness. She felt Zoey's fingernails in her inner thighs and throbbed until she felt she would burst with pleasure. Once it subsided the massage wand went to work and Renee lost her breath as Mary Ann pinched off her nose, the two suddenly pulled together as Mary Ann came while Zoey knelt on the floor and wielded the brush. Zoey brought Mary Ann to her knees and drew her in for a kiss while Sarah moved behind her with the wand. Mary Ann melted into Zoey, their lips moving in passion as the lack of air increased the intensity of her orgasm. Eventually Zoey let her breathe through her mouth and nose, but remained almost nose–to-nose with her. "You learn fast!" Mary Ann said, kissing her lightly as the two stood up. "I had older sisters." Zoey said. They arrived at the back entrance to the gym as their guys were coming out Zoey leaped into John's arms and he put his face close to hers. "You need a change?" His voice was very quiet. "Nope! Mary Ann, Renee, and Sarah took me back so I could change." Nestling her head into his neck she sighed and closed her eyes. "Thanks." John said to the three girls. His one eyebrow rose as he saw the look on their faces. Mary Ann stepped forward and patted Zoey's bottom. "She's so very sweet. When you're not with her, we will be." Mary Ann said. "It's not enough you conquer my heart, you have to steal other hearts as well?" John said, drawing his face back so he could look down at Zoey. She giggled but didn't move. Her body was so relaxed against him he thought she might fall asleep. After dinner in town with the others he walked Zoey back to her room. She was waddling a little with the two diapers between her legs but he found it quite desirable. Zoey thought her body couldn't possible reach peaks like she'd reached twice today already. John's gentle ministrations produced the same effects, except this time she drew up and kissed him as she came. John dressed her in three diapers and a footed sleeper she loved. Carrying her out to her room she sat on the bed and shared everything that had happened, including detailed descriptions of Mary Ann, Renee, and Sarah that had his face flaming. "When they saw what happened to me it just led to a fun fest!" Zoey ended happily. Zoey lay on the bed on her tummy, her feet sliding on the covers, and put her head down. John sat by the bed and gently ran his fingers through her hair and rubbed her back slowly. He saw a pacifier under one of the stuffed toys and pulled it out with his other hand and offered it to Zoey. She opened her lips and drew the nipple in, working it with her tongue. That's how she fell asleep. Chapter 3 In the morning Zoey's new friends descended upon her to doll her up for the day in the complex. Renee danced around the room with excitement. Mary Ann put three diapers on Zoey because of the long day, and the cutest rhumba pants she could find, a pretty yellow silk outer layer with white frilly ruffles on the bottom. The school colors were Royal Blue and Gold for home games, and white uniforms with royal blue and gold stripes. Renee surprised Zoey with a cheerleader skirt. It was a top stitched pleat mini skirt. When se was dressed and looking in the mirror she could see her thick diapers peaking out from the bottom. She had a pair of shiny blue shoes and white socks with gold tassels. "Okay adorable!" Mary Ann said, kissing Zoey lightly. "Let's go watch your boyfriend's jaw drop when he sees you. "Won't people think I'm weird, dressed like this?" Zoey asked. "Not when you're around us, little one." Renee said with authority. "Besides, we owe you! Our regular Saturday night parties are going to be a lot more fun!" At breakfast Zoey ran to John and leaped into his arms. His huge hand cupped her bottom while he held the back of her head as they kissed. John breathed in all the baby scents that mixed together and made Zoey smell wonderful. "And how is my fiancé this morning?" He asked, setting her down and pulling out her chair. Zoey looked at the black jewelry box sitting on her empty plate, then turned to look at John. Carefully she opened it and stared in wonder at a beautiful two-karat diamond ring. Tears fell down her perfect cheeks and John knelt and held her while she cried tears of joy. When she had composed herself he slid the ring on her finger. During breakfast she continually stretched out her fingers to look at the ring. "Well done, John." Mary Ann said quietly. "Kowalski, were you taking notes?" She asked, elbowing him while he was shoveling eggs into his mouth. "I'm buying a box of Cracker Jacks today." He mumbled around the eggs. After a merry breakfast the men left to take a morning run. Even on game days they ran. After five miles all of them stood in a circle jumping rope for twenty minutes. At last it was time to shower and dress for the big event. Talk among the men was not about personal issues, but about the game plan, plays to remember, and variations on those plays. The coach listened in silence as the men went through the drill. Finally, everyone was dressed, and the coach stood up. "Men, you're the most physically fit team I've ever coached, and I didn't do that. You did. There is not a team out there today that can run with you or stop you. What I want you to do today is have fun doing what you do so well. I don't mean the kind of fun that ruins the game, but I want to see you laughing and grinning like a skunk eating guts when the plays score points. Don't lose concentration and let's try real hard to hit those free throws." Zoey was caught up in the excitement as John seemed to dominate the defensive and offensive boards. His unselfish play netted many three-point scores. When the final buzzer for the first game sounded John's team had 109 points on the board, and their opponent scored only 61 points. Many people noticed the girl in the middle of loudest cheering section, her innocence drawing them first. Few even noticed what she wore beneath her skirt. The luminous beauty of her face and especially those huge blue eyes seemed to draw other eyes. Zoey noticed no one but her new girlfriends and the basketball team. In the afternoon they played another rival who went down in chaos 101 to 58. John set a league record for shots blocked in a single game and offensive rebounds in a single game. Maurice and Kowalski put up a combined score of 69 points. Coach Banacek strictly controlled Saturday night. Basketball players watched films of the day's games and worked solving problems they encountered. John knew that the girls would take good care of Zoey. For Zoey this was a new and exciting addition to her life. The fact that Mary Ann, Sarah, and Renee liked her was a pleasant surprise. Zoey was still shy and painfully naïve, something that charmed girls and boys alike. Beginning the girl's night out at a local restaurant and bar was tradition, amusing the girls for about two hours as they ate their favorite dishes and enjoyed their favorite drinks. Protected on either side by Mary Ann and Sarah Zoey met eleven girls, most of whom she warmed to immediately. Sarah whispered that Zoey would warm to all of them before the night was through. Sensing Zoey's shyness and the endearing mixture of helplessness and courage the girls were careful not to overwhelm her. "Renee, why in the world is Zoey dressed as a baby?" Lisle asked the question as they waited for their change, preparing to leave the restaurant. As often happens, at just that moment there was a lull in the conversation and everyone heard the question. Renee smiled at Lisle, her eyes dancing with excitement. "Since we're going to take her to her room and change her, I'll let you discover the answer to that. She's incontinent, but also cannot wear disposable diapers. I can't wait to introduce you to Zoey's world!" At that moment the waiter returned with their change. They left him a generous tip since he was a student at the college, and also because some of the girls thought he was hot. He walked them to the door, the envy of every man in the restaurant. None of the girls were the least bit tipsy, drinking responsibly. As a group they walked back to the campus and up to Zoey's room. Every girl took delight in the room, a surprise to Zoey, several of them going as far as hugging some of her plushy stuffed animals. Crowding into the bathroom they watched as Mary Ann and Sarah removed Zoey's soaked and messy diapers. Renee set the washing machine to pre-wash and started it while Sarah carefully cleaned Zoey. Mary Ann was already stacking three diapers. Turning Zoey to her tummy Sarah sprinkled and then dusted the powder into her new friend's flawless bottom. Once Zoey was on her back Sarah began working the soft bristles of the brush, building the girl's anticipation until the brush touched her pleasure center, sending her into throbbing release. There was a collective "Oh!" as the girls watched. Once Zoey stopped quivering Mary Ann fastened the diapers, and pulled a pair of yellow vinyl pants over them. That was when Renee pressed the massage wand between Zoey's legs and Sarah licked her nipples, sending her over the edge once more. "I think that was the sexiest thing I've ever seen!" This came from a tall girl with huge breasts that seemed to be trying to push through her pretty pink sweater. Her name was Rachel. Next to her, Aly, short for Allyson, shook her head in agreement. Amethyst, an equally well-endowed girl with beautiful ebony skin and delicate features was fanning herself. Laughing she reached out and fanned Rachel. One by one the girls took turns on the changing table. For Zoey it was an amazing few hours of delight. The last girl lay still and spent and most of the crowd moved out into the main room. When Penelope appeared in her clothes she joined the others, sprawled on the floor, the bed, some hugging stuffed toys, all talking at once. Zoey listened as they talked, noting that some of the girls were also shy or very quiet. Long into the night they chattered and laughed, drank soda, water, or Lipton Green Tea. Then, in the early hours of the morning, in twos and threes, they left. Mary Ann, Sarah and Renee remained to spend the night. They shared the king-sized bed, their voices fading as sleep took them.