A Mother's Love- Continuation (Private for Dipee Girl and thelonegrunt)

As the water began to fill the tub, the loving woman walked back to her daughter and kneeled down in front of her, untaping the diaper and sliding it out from under Sam's tush.
Seeing that the now naked girl was a little cold, Mary scooped her up into her arms and cuddled her close until the bath was ready, after which she lowered Samantha into the warm water.

The girl was given much needed warmth, up until the point where she was placed into the tub of water. As she was placed down, her long strains of flowing, auburn hair rubbed against the surface of the water. Seeing a trait uncommon of a much smaller baby, she giggled and started playing with her own hair, twirling it around in the tub and even taking some wet strands to place into her mouth.

Mary couldn't help but giggle a little when she saw this, getting a few things ready around the bathtub. Sam's cute behavior reminded the mother that she really needed to get the teen a haircut. It had been quite a while, and it was starting to get fairly long.
Now, she doubted she would ever make Samantha get a short hairstyle. Afterall, her daughter had such long, beautiful auburn hair that she couldn't bear to see a lot of it taken off. The babyfied girl probably just needed a trim...But where to find a barber for a teenaged baby?

Deciding to dwell upon this later, Margaret let her adorable child relax in the tub while she knelt down beside it, getting the various shampoos, soaps, and washcloths ready she could need to clean her new 'baby'.

As a fairly curious girl, she had little to no self-control to restrain her. Her attention was quickly taken away from the water of the tub and to the shiny, glossed handle of the door to the side. Without any regard for her own well-being, Sam now decided to start crawling out of the slippery end of the tub. If she were to stick her feet out, however, she may slip out and hurt herself yet again!

Fortunitely, Mary was still kneeling beside the tub, and was able to stop the infantile girl before she crawled out. "Stay in the water honey." The busty woman reminded her, lathering up some soap on a washcloth and beginning to gently and lovingly wash her daughter.

"Uh-oh... Sowwy, mommy..." Sam said, sulking down into the tub as she was placed back into the tub. This pity did not last long, however, as the girl could not help but release a few giggles upon having Mary graciously rub her fingers across her skin.

Mary made a mental note to find some things to entertain Samantha when she was in the bathtub. But still, she made sure she was gentle and loving as she cleaned up her 'baby', cooing to her warmly as she thoroughly washed the babyfied brunette, paying special attention to her lower regions. Sam had had several wet and dirty diapers that day, and Mary didn't want her child to experience the discomfort of a diaper rash.

Sammy simply smiled as the woman's fingers grazed over her young body. It made her feel very comfortable to have someone washing her instead of having to do it alone; this helped to further seal the bond between them both and strip more of the girl's independence from her, a concept now utterly useless.
Every time the woman's arm would get close enough to her head, the girl would try to nuzzle her wet cheek against her mother's limb.

Seeing how affectionate her child was being, Mary giggled and leaned forward, giving her wet daughter a kiss on the cheek. "There'll be plenty of time to cuddle with Mommy after we get you cleaned up baby girl..." The motherly woman cooed, finishing up washing her body and squirting a but of shampoo into her hand, and beginning to gently massage it into the teen's head. Soon, a puffy white cloud of foam was forming around Sam's head.

(I'm back from the beach. :3)

Sam simply nodded her head, smiling as her mother kissed her upon the cheek. However, she started to slightly whine when her hair was becoming damp and foamy from the shampoo being applied to it. What happened to the gentle, graceful touch that her mother was providing to her earlier? It felt like the woman was forcing her head into the most agonizingly uncomfortable positions.

"Just stay still baby, Mommy's almost done..." She assured, finishing working in the shampoo, and beginning to wash off the suds into the water, where they quickly disappeared. Soon, all the foam that was once surrounding Sam's head was dissolving into the bathwater.

Sam started to violently cough as the water soapy water ran into her mouth and nose. It took a few moments after that to finally notice the large amount of bubbles that now sat in a pool above the surface of the water. With a giddy smile, she started to splash the water around her, getting some of the water on her mother.

((Sorry I forgot to ask; Did you have a good time?))

Now that Samantha was now clean, Mary let the girl play, giggling a little as the infantile teenager splashed water everywhere; including on her. The loving young woman was planning on taking off the top for bed anyway, so it really didnt matter to her.

((The trip had its highs and lows, but it was time away from school so it was very worth it. I always love going to Florida, especially Daytona.))

Soon enough, the girl settled back down into the tub, letting her playful side diminish to allow her mother to easily wash her off. After all of this was finished, she knew she could have even more time to spend with her mother. She hoped internally that she could sleep with her mother in her own bed, much like she did when she was a little girl.

((Im glad you had a good time! :3))

Now that Sam was looking relaxed, and she was done being cleaned, the busty brunette reached down into the water and opened the stopper, draining the tub.
before the water got low enough to were the babyfied girl would be cold,art lifted her out of the bathtub and wrapped her in a nice, fluffy towel to dry her off. "Is baby ready for beddie-bye?" She cooed, lifting Samantha into her arms after she was dry.

(Why thank you, bud. =3)

Sammy was tired, and this was only stimulated by being out of the warm water to be greeted by cold, refreshing air. "Uh-huh..." She said very softly, nodding her head and closing her eyes, letting out a small, high-pitched yawn.

"Well then, let's get you into a didee and into bed then. Are you okay with sleeping with mama tonight honey?" She asked. Mary didn't want her now babyfied daughter to be sleeping in a bed without any bars or blockers on the side, preventing her from falling out and hurting herself. Her old crib was too small for the teenager, and Mary probably wouldn't be able to get a new one until tomorrow.
As she thought of all of this, the loving brunette walked into the nursery and laid the wrapped-up girl on the changing table. Mary then proceeded to unwrap the towel until her daughter was was lying on top of it, naked. "Is my cute little baby girl ready for a new Diapee?"

Sam was actually prepared to ask her mother that. Now that she was a "baby" again, she wanted as much of Mary's safety and comfort as possible, even in sleep where she would not consciously feel it. However, if it were another chance to stay with her mommy, it'd be an opportunity her babified mind would easily snatch. "Uh-huh!" The girl happily said, upon being placed on the changing table. To answer the woman's second question, Sammy simply nodded her head, curling up to give herself more space on the very small table.

"I have to get you a bigger changing table as well..." Mary said to herself, pullin out a puffy new disposable diaper and unfolding it. She then lifted her baby's tushie and slid the garmet under her, pulling out the baby powder afterwards. "Such an adorable little princess..." The loving brunette cooed as she sprinkled the sweet-smelling substance around her child's womanhood, gently rubbing it in, and fastening the diaper.
After the padding was snugly secured around her daughter's waist, Mary lifted Sam back into her arms and carried her into the master bedroom, sitting the freshly diapered girl down on the bed before getting ready to sleep as well, stripping off her day clothes and pulling on a soft nightshirt, and just her panties from the waist down. Afterwards, she turned off the lights and crawled into bed with Samantha.

As soon as her mother entered the bed, the little girl wrapped her arms around her waist, knowing now that sleep would come about and all of it would be spent within the warmth and protection of her dear mommy. "Nini, mommy. I wove ou~" The girl tenderly cooed, looking up to her mother who she adored like no other.

Feeling this, the living brunette smiled and softly wrapped her arms around her precious baby was well. She cuddled Samantha close and kept her comfy, but a the same time firmly to make the diapered girl feel safe and secure in her embrace. "Sweet dreams baby girl...Mommy loves you too..." The busty woman cooed back warmly, kissing the infantile girl on the forehead and snuggling with her under the covers.

Sam warmly embraced the loving hold of her mother, cooing and eventually falling into a deep sleep.

Throughout the night, the girl moved about in her bed, not feeling completely content on the outside. On the inside, however, the reason was clearly defined: she was still dreaming about her father. Although she had repressed many of her own thoughts and ideas upon becoming a mental baby, the thought of her passed father had failed to slip her mind. She still thought of the fact that her dear daddy was long gone, and there was no way to have him back. Although she had the mental capacity of a toddler, she could still have a grasp of the concepts that she learned over the last few years, including loss.

Soon enough, the girl was becoming terrified in her dreams, although they became much more simplistic: instead of visualizing her father's actual death, she simply saw him fade into nothing, after he said to her that "daddy was going away now". As fast as the babified girl tried to crawl in her dreams, she could not reach the man, and was completely alone and afraid in an endless void.

Mary was awakened in the middle of the night to find that the girl in her arms was squirming around, her sleeping face looking terrifed. It was more than obvious the poor thing was having a nightmare.
Sitting up in bed, the motherly woman lifted the scared girl into her lap and cradled her comfortably. "It's okay baby girl...Mommy's right here...Mommy's gonna make it all better..." She cooed softly to the sleeping child, trying to console her. "Mommy's never going to leave you..."

Soon enough, the girl had broken away from the terrible nightmare. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she could see was her mother looking down at her, doing everything in her power to make her happy and to prevent her from further crying. But this was only fuel for the fire that the terrible dream had ignited.
As a baby, the girl was now more sensitive than she had ever been before. Mixed with the rush of her normal girlish emotions, she started to cry. Loudly. They were the loudest cries from Sam since she was a small child.

"Hush hush baby girl, don't cry..." Mary soothed; knowing Sam must have had an awful dream. She held her daughter close and rested the sobbing girl's head on her soft breast, cooing at her that everything was okay. "Don't cry sweetie...Mommy's here for her precious baby girl..."