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Baby Actress – A Story for my Fairy Baby
hurried to the bulletin board as she got out of her last class. Usually
would be in a hurry to get to her locker so she could get her books and
of here as fast as possible, but today was the day they would post on
bulletin board the names of those who got a part in the play. Usually
school – the play was the only good part about it, and definitely the
thing that could get her to hang around the school building any longer
As she neared
the bulletin board, she felt a familiar signal from her bladder, but
worry about it. There was already a crowd gathered around the bulletin
tiny body up to the front of the crowd. “’Scuse
me, ‘Scuse me,” she said, ducking under the
arms of several
“Hey, who let
a Kindergartner in here?” she heard someone say snidely. She turned to
Dana, her worst enemy. “Oh, it’s just the high school BABY,” Dana said,
mean laugh. opened
mouth to retort, but couldn’t think of anything to say. She hated that –
always thought of great comebacks; they were just much too late in
her mind. “Aww – is she gonna cry?” Dana
derisively, laughing again. Dana turned and began making her way through
hallway, tossing back over her shoulder, “See you in play practice,
swallowed hard, determined not to let the hot tears in her eyes overflow
her cheeks and prove Dana right. Why did she always have to be so mean?
never did anything to her! Then she realized what Dana had said…”See you
She turned to the board again and found the paper with the alphabetic
names, immediately scanning to the end of the list, where her name
always ended up.
“Yes!” she said
jubilantly, immediately blushing at her outburst and covering her mouth.
least by now most of the crowd had thinned, and not too many people
She looked at the list again and located other names she recognized –
friend Tiffany had also made it, and Dana was also on the list. They
to wait until the first meeting, tomorrow at lunch, to see what their
were, but Elizabeth was pretty sure she already knew hers – one part in
play called for a toddler, and she was just about the right size for
thought, looking down at her short body. Closer than anyone else in High
She felt the
signaling from her bladder again, and taking a quick glance around her,
simply relaxed and let the warm stream run. What would Dana say if she
just how much like a real baby she was,
thought as she drenched her pull-up. No matter, she would just make sure
would never find out about her attraction to diapers, and the fact that
wore pull-ups to school and Pampers diapers at home almost exclusively
had known about her attraction for several years now. At
first it scared her. She was sure that she
must be the only person in the whole world that actually WANTED to wear
diapers, and surely it must mean she was crazy. But then last year she
given a computer, and her own account to use the Internet, and she had
upon a few sites talking about “Adult” and “Teen Babies”. She was so
to find out she wasn’t the only one, and finally got the courage to
posting a story she had started writing that involved a character in
one of the message boards. It was well received, and she even started
to a couple of people who also liked wearing diapers on Instant Message.
During one of
these times talking to someone, her sister Rebekah had come into the
ask her something.
noticed her standing there until it was too late, and Rebekah had seen
conversation she had been having. The next day she confronted
with it, and had
out her heart to her sister. In a way, it felt good to finally have
close to her to confide in. Rebekah had actually taken her to one of the
and bought her a package of small adult diapers to try.
had thought about writing a story about it, but it just sounded too much
of those generic diaper stories, even though in her case it was true.
started having bedwetting accidents. She had been somewhat perturbed by
immediately realized the possibilities.
She wet a few times, then steeled her
ask her mother if she could wear diapers to bed. Her mother had bought
Pampers size 6 – baby diapers actually still fit her since she was so
started wearing Pull-ups in the day time, and finally her mother one day
her if she liked diapers. She broke down and cried, worried what her
must think, but she only hugged her and told her it was all right.
was said about it from then on. Rebekah, meanwhile, loved to baby
every chance she got.
started wearing Pull-ups to school more out of necessity than anything
Her constant diaper use at home seemed to be having an effect on her
training, and she had a couple accidents in school. Better to wear a
than end up with wet pants! After awhile, she didn’t even bother using
restroom unless she really needed to change into a dry Pull-up early –
never liked the school restrooms anyway. Girls who liked to smoke
out in them, and
always ended up choking from the cigarette smoke.
she had on now was pretty wet, and she wasn’t looking forward to the
ride home in it. She knew she should probably change it, but if she took
time to do that she would probably miss the
instead she got her books that she had homework in quickly from her
rushed out to the bus.
winced as she felt the Pull-up squish when she plopped down into the
to Tiffany. “If I had a car, like you, I would not be riding on this
complained in greeting to Tiffany. “And neither would my friends…”
afternoon to you too,” Tiffany answered. “And you would as soon as you
that you could either pay for gas, or ride the bus for free. Or were these ‘friends’ you mentioned going
to chip in for gas?”
sighed. She didn’t like the bus much to
begin with, since it was loud, crowded, and slow; but with the squishy
it was even less fun, if that were possible. “What’s wrong?” Tiffany
saw you made the play – I figured you’d be pretty happy.”
brightened at the mention of the play. “Yeah! And you’re in it too! This
will be lots of fun. Of course, they had
to go and pick DANA too…” She wrinkled her nose cutely, causing Tiffany
“She is a good
actress though,” Tiffany reminded her.
“Oh, I KNOW it
– she almost successfully acts like a human being every day.”
THAT bad,” Tiffany said. Well of course she isn’t that bad to Tiffany,
thought. They aren’t in the same grade – Tiff is older. Who ever heard
of a Sophomore bullying a Senior?
“So is Dana
being in the play the only thing that is bothering you?” Tiffany
sighed again. “No. I…” She shifted in her seat and felt wetness on the
back of her
legs. “Oh NO!”
Tiffany asked , looking concerned.
leaked…” told her
“Oh is that
all?” Tiffany knew all about
wearing diapers. After Rebekah found out about
liking to be babied, she had messed up one night and told Tiffany about
was hurt and felt like Rebekah had betrayed her, but later she forgave
especially since Tiffany accepted it and was still her friend. In fact,
and Rebekah took her with them to the mall once, and treated her like a
during the trip, which she enjoyed a great deal. Thus, since she knew
diapers, she wasn’t too surprised about ’s
“Stand up a little so I can see how bad the damage is.”
sure no one was watching,
pushed up a bit in the seat so Tiffany could see. “Oh, it’s not too bad.
looks like you have Cheshire Cat smiles on
“What am I
gonna do?” said,
to keep her voice low. “I can’t let anyone see this!”
Tiffany took ’s
off, and tied it around her waist so that it hung down low enough to
“It looks like
I am trying to hide something,” she observed, looking at it.
shrugged. “Boys are clueless, and girls will just think your pad leaked.
happens to all of us.”
have Turner’s. I don’t even HAVE a peri…”
started before Tiffany put her hand over her mouth.
“Yes, but no
one will KNOW that if you don’t TELL them, will they?”
looked down at herself again. “Well, maybe it will work.” She looked
back up at
Tiffany and smiled a little. “Thanks.”
It’s kinda cute having a cute little sister to protect,” she said,
keep a straight face.
stuck her tongue out at her.
got to her house without any more incident
her way to her bedroom to change out of the wet pull-up and into a
Anymore, that was all she wore under her clothes - Pull-ups when she
(and when her mother's boyfriend came over), and diapers at home. She
worn panties in quite awhile, and she also had not used the potty for
quite awhile. It was much easier (and fun and even comforting) to just
out into the waiting padding of a diaper.
As she lay on
her changing pad (sent by a special friend in a diaper bag full of
for at Christmas)
slipped her wet pants off, she wished Rebekah were here to baby her. It
fair that Rebekah was off at college, having fun and getting to do
wanted while Elizabeth was still stuck here at home, even if she WAS
older. When Rebekah was home, she would bathe ,
diaper her, and feed her a baby bottle, but when Rebekah went back to
she had to do it all herself. Still, it did feel good, even if she had
to do it
herself, and she sighed happily as she pulled a diaper snugly into place
when Rebekah was home, she ALSO made
use her diapers exclusively, for everything, and she wasn't sure she
part much. A few times she had put her in an old high-chair, tied a bib
her neck, and fed her baby food. Some of this was okay, but some of it
not especially fond of. She was sure if Rebekah thought she could get
it, she would put the crib back up in Liz's room and make her sleep in
Liz's size, she would still fit, and she probably wouldn't be able to
without help either. Beckah would just love that. Her sister had
from being mildly shocked at her desires, to being very happily involved
in a very short time. Sometimes
was still pretty sure her sister had a sadistic side to her.
She popped her
pacifier (also a gift from her special friend) into her mouth, slid off
and padded over to the mirror. She also slipped off her shirt as she got
and stared at herself in the full length mirror (which shouldn't really
"full length", but for Liz's height, it was). "Just like a
toddler," she said quietly to herself, and it was true. Turner's Syndrome had kept her from maturing, so even at 14,
looked about four, especially with the thick diaper encasing her bottom
hips. People very rarely guessed she was over 7, except when she talked
for awhile, and with her shyness, it only compounded her youthful
She turned and looked at her diapered bottom. "Well, at least I'm
cute!" she thought, with a small giggle.
Last year, 's
had diapered her, but it didn't look like she would do it anymore. She
never offered, and Liz was too embarrassed to ask. At least she kept
well stocked for diapers and Pull-ups, which was a good thing, since it
actually a choice anymore - she pretty much needed diapers now. She
probably need to be re-potty trained to get out of them, and since she
motivation to, it would be unlikely to even work.
bothering to put anything on over her diaper and still sucking on her pacifier , she went to the kitchen and got a few
an afterthought, she went back to her room, and returned with her baby
filling it with chocolate milk. She was
particularly enjoying being a baby right now, and was not ready to stop
She found that it actually helped her to finish up her homework, and
"Daddy" (what she called her special friend), would NOT be pleased if
she didn't do her homework. She didn't want a spanking, even if it WAS
cyber-spanking. Besides, he had once told her teasingly that he had kept
of every spanking she received on AIM, and once she was old enough and
in person, he would then give them to her for real - she half believed
be serious about that. After all, she DID really deserve most (if not
the spankings he gave her. She didn't mind them as much either - it
cared about her, and the cuddling after a spanking was comforting.
up her homework pretty quickly. It never took her long anyway, and she
did some of it in Study Hall at school. Actually, if anything it was a
boring. Once it was finished she slipped her hair out of the ponytail
it in in the back,
down to take a nap. She was always able to stay up later at night if she
nap in the afternoon. She finished off her bottle, went back to her
and drifted into sleep.
As she slept,
she had a dream. She couldn’t remember much about it when she woke up, just that she had been wearing a diaper and
in the dream, and that Dana had been in it, teasing her about it, and
Tiffany had been taking care of her. In fact, she was pretty sure
actually changed her diaper in the dream.
And her diaper
was very much in need of changing – she had soaked it during her nap. Idly, she sort of wished Tiffany WERE here to change her.
She never had yet;
it would be embarrassing, but also sort of nice. Tiffany
seen her get her diaper changed a few times when Rebekah changed her
Also, Tiffany did a lot of babysitting, so she knew how to change a
Still, having your best friend change your diaper could get a little
As she got up,
scrunched her nose
diaper squished under her. This was the second time today! A little
could feel good, but more than a little was just icky. She went ahead
changed into a dry diaper, then slipped on a pair of stretch pants and a
t-shirt and went to the kitchen where she could smell her Mom cooking
“Hi Pumpkin,” her mother said, using her nickname for .
“How was your day?”
shrugged. “It was okay.” Then she remembered the play. “I made the cast
Honey.” Her mother turned around, and took in her state of dress. “You
wear something other than those pants. Anyone could tell you are
shrugged again. “It’s just us here.”
Her Mom shook
her head. “Well, okay then. But don’t say I didn’t warn you if someone
over and sees you like that.”
thought about changing then, but just couldn’t lose her pride now. Not that she wouldn’t lose a lot more pride if anyone
Tiff or Beckah came to the house and could see her diapers. She
to take the chance, and remained seated until her Mom told her to set
sure why she was supposed to set the table. They never ate there,
they always sat in the other room watching TV as they ate. But it was
routine – every night her Mom made dinner, and she set the table. Then
took their things off the table and went to the Living Room. Liz thought
were very odd, not realizing it was this same way in many other homes as
be home late tomorrow,” she called to her mother as she finished setting
and silverware on the table. “Tiffany’s Mom will probably give me a ride
with her. She’s going to be in the play too.”
A few minutes
later found her watching TV as she ate her spaghetti. This was one of
things about NOT being a baby, she decided, getting to eat real food
baby food. Once, she had tried Gerber’s spaghetti baby food, just to see
it was like. It was horrible. She couldn’t believe she actually ATE that
when she was a real baby. Although Daddy had been urging her to try the
and she had liked what she had tried of that so far – pears and peaches.
still needed to try apricot (which he had insisted he heard a rumor that
Brittney Spears was hooked on the stuff) and banana. Once, Rebekah had
strained peas as a punishment. She almost would have preferred a
eating real food was a plus, Liz observed that she apparently still
bib as she undressed later that night for bed. There was a small
sauce stain on her shirt. A baby bottle wouldn’t be such a bad idea
considering how easily she seemed to spill her drinks (at least tonight
it all into her mouth). She slipped her night-shirt on over her diaper
logged online to wait for her Daddy to sign on and play with her for
turned from her computer with a smile on her face. Daddy always said
goodnights to her. She could tell he really did care about her and
giving her a brush-off, and that he wasn’t just trying to lead her on
In fact, he seemed to even put thought into how he said goodnight to her
was never the same way twice. He also wrote stories, and he had promised
that one day he would write one with her in it.
goodnight wasn’t the only thing she was smiling about tonight though.
at school they would learn what their parts would be in the play. She
would get a lead, but she knew she would enjoy it regardless. Once she
tried out in time and she wasn’t able to be in a play in her community
but she still was on the stage crew and she had even enjoyed that.
just loved everything about the theater.
felt her diaper crinkle as she got into bed and briefly wondered if she
change it before going to sleep. Slipping her hand down she felt the
the diaper, trying to judge if it would leak tonight or if it would hold
This was one of the nice things when Beckah was home – she’d just go to
Beckah’s room and wake her up and tell her she needed her diaper changed
bed. She was SURE Beckah didn’t mind this at all…much.
For now, she
decided her diaper could hold it through the night, and she climbed
covers, slipped her pacifier in her mouth, and hugged her stuffed kitty,
Fluffy, close to her as she fell asleep. Her real kitty, Banshee, jumped
the bed sometime during the night and curled up to sleep on her other
during the night,
feel herself peeing. A little while ago, before she started to wear
this would have been a cause for panic. She would have tried to stop,
scrambled to the bathroom across the cold floor, knocking Banshee to the
in the process. Then she would have been wide awake, and she would have
clean up her wet bed before she could go back to sleep. Then she’s
be half asleep in school the next day, and run the risk of
pants there. But now, with the diapers protecting her bed,
just let the stream flow, feeling the warm tingling sensation flow
diaper. Then she went back to sleep easily.
morning, she ran her fingers along the elastic edges on her diaper and
with satisfaction at being right. Her diaper had held it all. She could
she had to go again, and played with the idea of letting the diaper take
another wetting. Finally, she got out of bed, and removed her diaper,
use the toilet since she had to poop as well. Rebekah, when she was
make Liz mess her diaper too, but when Rebekah wasn’t there, Liz didn’t
her diapers. She didn’t like cleaning it up for one thing, and also it
thing she wanted to do all the time. Just when Beckah was there to take
her was enough – sometimes too much.
She got in the
shower then, rinsing away all leftover traces of pee from her body. She
the shower with a towel around her after drying off and went back in her
bedroom. There she used a pretty liberal amount of baby powder, and slid
Huggies Pull-Up up her legs, smiling at the cute picture she made in the
mirror. Then she quickly struggled into the rest of her clothes, brushed
hair and teeth in the bathroom, put on a bit of makeup, and checked her
backpack to make sure all her homework and books were there. She also
the other pocket to make sure the extra two Pull-Ups, wipes, and powder
there. While all this seemed to take forever in the morning, she was
didn’t have to shave her legs every day like most of the other girls in
class. That would take another half hour at least. She didn’t seem to
enough to shave.
She then ran
out to catch the bus and go through another day at school. At least
thought, they would begin to work on the play.
is not a very well known play,” the
director was telling them.
thought to herself that not that many plays were all that well known
least to the people in her school, but decided to keep that thought to herself. She tried to concentrate on what the
saying so that she wouldn’t miss anything important.
character is a very old lady who is about to die. She has flashbacks,
about her life that come to her. We actually see very little of the old
and quite a bit of her as a toddler, then a little girl, then a
finally as a wife and mother. We will need someone then to play the part
toddler – preferably someone very small. The toddler scene is the
in the theater turned to look at .
Elizabeth, who only liked to be the center of attention when she was on
and blinded by the lights so that she couldn’t see everyone staring at
blushed and meekly said, “Umm – hi.”
zeroed in on her. “JUST who I was looking for!” he said. “I remembered
she liked that – was she only chosen for the play because of her size?
were the right size, AND you were good,” the director went on, as though
read her mind. “Once I tried to use a real child – THAT was a disaster,”
stopped with that comment, looked like he was going to continue, then
decided not to. “Anyway, that will be your part – you’ll be our little
again as she heard a few titters of laughter around the room, and a
snicker from Dana.
director then moved on and explained the other parts and who would be
them, he also noted that
should play two parts – the toddler AND the little girl. With a quick
change it wouldn’t be impossible. When asked if she could handle that,
answered with an unusually brave, “Of course.” As soon as she realized
sounded, she recanted and answered with a less brazen, “I mean – um –
hadn’t thought about was how closely she may have to work with Dana. She
NOT pleased when she realized Dana was going to play the part of her big
when she was a toddler. She glanced over at Dana to see amusement and
joy on her face.
learned that Tiffany would play the part of her babysitter. That was
fitting compared to real life, she realized. But a glance at Tiffany
that even Tiffany was going to enjoy a chance to “baby”
on stage. “This could turn out to be the hardest part I ever had to
thought to herself, “And I haven’t even read the script yet. Had she
to read the script beforehand, however, she would not have had the
her life later on that afternoon as she rode home with Tiffany.
said that once,” Tiffany told her. “I heard you the first time – it
me wreck the car. Now what is the problem?”
said, gesturing so wildly that she almost sent the script flying out the
window. “It says that during the toddler scene, YOU change my diaper!”
Tiffany had to
bite back a giggle. She hadn’t read that far yet. “So
I’ve seen you get your diaper changed before.”
shot her a look. It was supposed to be her “menacing glare”, but on
it just looked cute. “Hrmph!” she muttered.
“Look, I am
sure they have some way of doing it that is not R – Rated,” Tiffany
“After all, we are High School Students.”
“No matter how
you look at it it is embarrassing…”
was scanning through the rest of it to see how many other embarrassing
would happen. She was also thinking in her mind that it wouldn’t be all
bad to have Tiffany as a real babysitter, even if she had to have her
changed by her, when the second “Big Embarrassment” caught her eye. “Gah!”
that Dana…” could
say it. “Look!” She pointed at the script.
“I can’t look.
took a deep breath. “It says Dana SPANKS me!”
credit, she really did TRY not to laugh. But even holding her breath
work, and she burst out with gales of laughter, while
went back to her menacing glare. “I’m sure it won’t be like a REAL
anything,” Tiffany was able to giggle out after she calmed down.
crossed her arms and looked out the window. “Hrmph!” she said again.
corrected her. He hated when people called him by his last name, because
never could say it right.
apologized. “David. I was really hoping we could change a couple of
scenes??” David asked, as though she had just suggested they knock off
president. “Change scenes? Of course we can’t ‘change scenes’! This is
the play is written this is how we will do it.”
“But Mr. Tru…” he looked at her… “er…David… Don’t
you see what
it says I have to do?” She pointed at the script. David sighed and took
copy, scanning the page to the part she had underlined. “And here too…”
said, turning over a page and showing him another part.
“Oh, that. No
big deal,” he said. Elizabeth gave him a look that she hoped conveyed
thoughts – he would think it was a big deal if someone asked HIM to do
stage in front of all his friends – and enemies – and their parents.
wasn’t working as she hoped. Talking to Daddy last night hadn’t been all
helpful either. He was the one who had suggested she just talk to the
about changing the scene. He obviously knew nothing about directors.
you covered – probably a double diaper – when she changes you,” David
saying. “We’ll have you situated in such a way that the audience won’t
to tell. Probably you will be in the crib ( “Crib?”
thought?) and Tiffany will be standing
between you and
the audience as she changes you. As for the spanking, it will be on your
diaper, which will be so thick you’ll never feel a thing, and I’m sure
won’t hit hard, will you Dana?”
“Oh, no, of
COURSE not, David,” Dana said in the most condescending tone
had heard yet. “Elizabeth is a lot younger than the rest of us; she just
doesn’t understand these things yet,” she went on, coming up and patting
Elizabeth on the head as though she were really the toddler she was
her out, Dana, okay?” David said.
dropped open. She had been in a LOT more plays than Dana. Well okay,
maybe the same number at school, but her parts were always bigger than
“Anything for you, David,” Dana giggled.
thought she might gag.
sound okay to you, little star?” David asked her.
stared. She HATED it when people talked to her like they thought she
a small child just because she was physically the size of one. The only
was funny was when she was out with Beckah and people thought she was
daughter. Beckah would get annoyed because of how old that meant people
realized, if she wasn’t REALLY getting a
in front of all those people and if she wasn’t REALLY getting spanked by
MAYBE she could get through it. “I s’pose
said to David. The things I do for the stage, she thought to herself.
way the play is written and that’s how we’ll do it!”
mimicked in Tiffany’s car. “Hrmph! Why’s he
so set on
that anyway? ’s of directors change scenes. It
happens all the time.”
laughed good naturedly. “Did you bother to
look at who
wrote the play?” she asked.
looked at the top of her script. “By D. Trudeau.
She put it back down. “Well, he still could change it. It wouldn’t be a
laughed again. “You know how directors are. Directors who decide they
be playwrights are twice as bad. A regular playwright, having never
may not know all the intricacies that the director will have to use to
what he has written. He may never know what spin a director will put on
play once he puts it out there to be used. But a director writing his
already knows just how he thinks everything should be done. So I don’t
you’ll ever find a playwright director willing to change his or her script.”
wasn’t really all that interested in Tiffany’s lecture on playwrights
directors and whatever else she was going on about, let her mind wander.
was good at that. She was thinking now about how she would get by
anyone noticing, should she happen to wet her diaper during the play.
worn diapers under certain costumes before, especially since some, once
them on, were awfully hard to remove for restroom purposes. Boys were
they didn’t have to wear dresses, and could stand up to pee. However,
times when she had worn a diaper she had not had to have a costume
the middle of the play, or be in such a compromising position.
zoned Tiffany back in, she was still droning on, but had gone on to a
subject. This time it was something about how people did embarrassing
plays all the time; it was just part of acting. “Like during
time,” she was saying. “Men had to play women’s roles as well, so a lot
dressed as girls on stage. Can you imagine if a boy in our school had to
THAT? I can’t imagine any guy who would be okay with that.”
decided not to mention her Internet Daddy’s “second self”. He went by
Vickie at those times, and she really didn’t mind it. In fact, she
Vickie was cute. She surmised that if Vickie were given the chance to
part of a girl in a play, she would not only be okay with it, but
enjoy it! “Dennis Rodman might not mind much,” she said. Dennis Rodman
FAR cry from what Vickie was, but he was the only one Tiffany would know
that she could think of at the moment.
“I guess I was
wrong,” Tiffany said. “I got the feeling you weren’t listening to me.”
giggled. “Of course I was listening. I always listen.” A little white
hurt – Tiffany hated to talk if she thought someone wasn’t listening.
She was a
lot like Daddy that way.
“Do you change
out of Pull-ups right into diapers as soon as you get home from school?”
Tiffany asked suddenly.
That was a drastic subject change,
thought. “Umm – most of the time…” she answered non-committally. “Why?”
giggled. “Maybe sometime right after school we should rehearse a certain
scene,” she teased.
considered the menacing glare, but decided for a less lethal eye-roll
Not that rehearsing that scene in private would be all that bad an idea,
she couldn’t let Tiffany know se thought that. What if Tiffany decided
actually DO it? Thinking about it was one thing, but
thought it might be a little too weird to have her best friend change
diaper – perhaps for both of them.
on, “Well, we will have to practice sooner or later. But if I were you, I
wouldn’t be surprised if Dana starts to bother you about practicing her
scene’ with you soon. I’ve seen her reading over it on the script, and
seems to be taking a certain joy in it…”
almost shuddered. She had noticed that look in Dana’s eye too. As far as
was concerned, the longer she could put off rehearsing that scene, the
accepted that she could not change David’s mind about the impending
the play, time seemed to move very quickly, in a whirl of school, play
practice, homework, and talking to Daddy. Before she knew it, the
finished with her outfits.
embarrassing moments when they were getting the costumes made. They had
how big she was, explaining that they wanted to know if baby diapers
her. Without thinking, she answered, “Size 6.” There were a few giggles
she was asked how she knew that. Then they asked if she “wanted” Huggies
Pampers. used her
menacing glare as she said, “Surprise me.” When they bought them at the
they decided to go with Drypers, since they
As she stared
at the babyish costume with a bit of dismay, David explained to her, “It
be exaggerated so that the audience will be able to make out the
countered that the audience wasn’t going to be able to see anything if
thick diapers kept her from even walking out onto the stage. That’s when
decided she should crawl, anyway.
consisted of an extremely short baby dress, white tights, Mary Jane
pacifier, and a pack of diapers. David explained that the extra diapers would be used
for dress rehearsals, and for the actual production they would need
showing. She would wear one diaper as a base, then one over it (which
the diaper Tiffany would “change”).
“Look at the
darling tights!” Dana said condescendingly. “You’ll just be so CUTE,
BETSY!” Wearing tights would not exactly be anything like going back in
to . She wore them
her dresses to church every Sunday, since she never could find pantyhose
enough to fit her. The same was true of the shoes. She would die if Dana
found that out. She also felt like strangling Dana for using that name,
knew if she let Dana know then name “Betsy” bothered her that much, Dana
use it all the time.
had a second costume, for the next scene when she was supposed to be a
girl. This costume consisted of a short green jumper and pink blouse,
and the same
shoes. David worried that the audience wouldn’t be able to catch the
shift, so he decided that she should wear her hair in two long braids.
could pin them up under a baby bonnet for the baby costume, then let
for her little girl costume. “How many babies have hair as long as yours
anyway?” he pointed out. As serious as he was about a High School play,
was just glad he didn’t take Dana seriously when she suggested they cut
Of course, she
had to try all the clothes on to make sure they fit. She was REALLY
avoid the diapers, until she realized if she didn’t wear them her baby
would show everything. Dana ripped open the Drypers
package and took two out, smiling hugely as she handed them to .
“Can you get these on, or does big sister have to help you?”
grabbed them out of Dana’s hand and went into the bathroom with them and
As she slipped
out of her own clothes, she worried about what to do with her wet
she decided to dispose of it in the garbage and throw a bunch of paper
on top of it to hide it from anyone else who came in. She pulled her
two ponytails, but didn’t bother braiding them as there wasn’t time, and
was only to make sure everything fit right. She then pulled on the two
doing up one, then the other, and having a bit of trouble not sinking
ecstasy or panic from the feeling of being diapered this thickly – in
Last, she struggled into the baby dress, which was a perfect fit. She
later that it was actually a real toddler dress that came from one of
little sister. It was perfect in the waist and chest and shoulders, but a
too short, which made it perfect for a baby dress. She then pulled the
on over the diapers, and buckled the shoes on her feet – feeling very
she was getting ready for Sunday Morning church.
finished, she waddled, rather than walked, to the mirror and looked. She
hoping it didn’t look as bad as it seemed like it would, and she wasn’t
disappointed in that. It DIDN’T look as bad as she imagined – it was
sure, it was CUTE, but… “Meh… I’ll never
down,” she complained to herself. If she were ever caught outside like
one would EVER believe she was really 14. Steeling her nerves she took a
breath and waddled out of the restroom, bringing on a chorus of “Awwwww!”s and giggles,
applause as Tiffany came over and tied a baby bonnet they had been able
She was able
to avoid Dana (and Tiffany) practicing “on” her (as Daddy teasingly
it) until a week before the play. Then on a Saturday morning, Tiffany
at her door with two diapers in hand.
“We need to
rehearse the scene some,” Tiffany said to her.
sighed and held the door open for her to come in.
have to bring diapers you know. It isn’t like I don’t have any here,”
told her, trying to hurry her into the house before anyone saw her
there with the diapers and got suspicious.
– yeah. I guess you’re right. These diapers are more fun
looking than the ones you usually wear though,” Tiffany explained. She
back to her
– those diapers really are noticeable under your pajamas, aren’t they?”
when they are wet.”
flopped down on her bed, causing the plastic mattress to crinkle beneath
and thought she saw a hint of a smile tug at the corners of Tiffany’s
She was tired, having stayed up most the night talking to Daddy online.
also soaked, since Tiffany woke her up before she could get up and
“Did I wake
you up?” Tiffany asked naively.
just stared at her. “Sorry,” she giggled. “I thought you’d be up by now.
narrowed her eyes. “Well, umm … I guess you need to change your diaper.
just put on one of your regular diapers, and then I’ll put the Drypers brand on you, and then we’ll run through
up to where I change you and put you in the crib. After that is Dana’s
where she comes in and teases you until you cry, then gets mad and
something to cry about’. Want to practice that scene too? I’ll do Dana’s
Tiffany said, sounding hopeful.
could have narrowed her eyes any more, she would have. “Let’s just
your part,” she said, starting to pull her pajama pants down. A few
it may have embarrassed her to be seen in just her diaper by Tiffany,
everyone in the cast had seen her in just diapers, and soon the whole
and probably half the city would, she was getting used to it. A very wet
was uncovered – so wet that you could easily tell.
Liz. You’re a regular ,” Tiffany teased.
ignore that remark,
continued, while removing her nightshirt. “All week next week I’ll have
practice that part with Dana. David made her promise not to spank TOO
it has to be hard enough for it to be loud, he said. Not that I think
spank hard enough for me to feel it through two diapers that thick
just the whole idea of being over her knee in that position.”
“I guess I can
understand what you mean,” Tiffany said.
didn’t think she could. She was showing no sign of leaving, watching now
Elizabeth, in just her diaper, spread out a change pad on her bed and
powder, wipes, and a clean diaper within reach. She then looked at
out of her dream-state. “Oh! Yeah – I guess you need for me to…”
nodded. “Lemme know when you are ready,” she
slipping out the bedroom door to wait in the hall.
sighed in mock exasperation and lay down on the pad. With experienced
she made quick work of removing the wet diaper. It was always nicer to
Beckah around to change her, but she was practiced enough herself to
pretty quick work of it. She pulled the wet diaper out from under her,
took a couple wipes and cleaned her diaper area well. She tossed the
into the diaper and rolled it up inside its cover, taping it shut in a
ball. She had a diaper pail in the closet, and normally she could fit
diapers into it when she rolled them tight enough.
Saturday mornings she would have used baby oil at her diaper change, but
was a secret pleasure and there was NO way she was about to let Tiffany
out how much she really liked it. For today, she just sprinkled some
powder all around her diaper area and bottom, and used her hand to
into her skin. She wiped her hand off on the edge of the changing pad,
grabbed the diaper and unfolded it, and lifted up to push it under her.
then spread her legs as far as they would go, pulled the diaper tight,
called, grabbing another somewhat long T-shirt and pulling it over her
was about the same length as that stupid dress, she thought ruefully.
back in and looked
“You DO look cute in diapers,” she said. She ducked just in time for the
to sail over her head.
back on the bed and we’ll see how much I remember about diapering a
“I am NOT a
realized how silly it sounded when she was laying on her back about to
into a second diaper.
never diapered a High Schooler before,”
giggled. She grasped ’s
and lifted her butt off the bed, and slipped the Dryper
under her. “But it doesn’t seem to be too much different, except that
a lot more.”
“At least Dana
doesn’t diaper me as well,”
said, ignoring Tiffany’s attempts to tease her once again.
rather she do that than SPANK you?” Tiffany
“Hey, what is the whole point of showing her being mean to you anyway? I
haven’t been paying attention to the whole play.”
“It’s an old
lady looking back over her life. Her sister is mean to her through her
seems to fit you and Dana real well,” Tiffany interrupted.
isn’t my sister and I’m not old,”
said, rolling her eyes. “Anyway, when it really counts, the sister
out of the path of a car and gets hit herself
dies. So the main character ends up feeling guilty about that, but in
it is the sister that comes to get her and take her to … Heaven, I guess
she dies in the very end. That doesn’t sound much like Dana at all.”
As she was
telling Tiffany this, she hardly noticed as Tiffany finished diapering
she was done, and she patted the back of ’s
diaper. “Not bad,” she observed. “I DO remember what I am doing.”
through the lines and actions several times, always stopping right at
where Tiffany changed her. Finally, they went through it one more time,
finishing with the diaper change. They set up a mirror so they could
a little and see what the best angle would be to hide the view from the
audience, so it would appear to be a regular diaper change.
how about the next scene?” Tiffany urged. “I’ll do
“Why are you
so anxious to spank me?”
know if you don’t practice it, it won’t look very realistic when you
it at practice with Dana, and you’ll have to do it again and again til it looks right. So, would you rather practice
me, or with Dana?”
had a feeling this was just a wonderful excuse Tiffany had thought up,
nevertheless, she couldn’t argue with the reasoning. “Oh all right,” she
So then they
ran through those lines a couple times, stopping once in awhile for
give advice on her
expressions and on whether she was acting enough like a toddler (which
almost always yes). Tiffany was an accomplished actress herself,
more than one community play, but in this scene her own acting didn’t
since she was just filling in Dana’s part.
between the practice of this scene and the last was that Tiffany always
to go all the way through it, including pulling Elizabeth over her knee
giving her a few swats on the diaper. “Do we HAVE to go through that
“Of course –
it’s written right here,” Tiffany showed her the script, as if she
already read it 500 times herself. “Besides, you don’t think you’ll
get away with just a couple smacks in the actual production, do you?”
how many swats there has to be,”
“Aww, it isn’t like you can actually feel it
thick diapers anyway,” Tiffany answered.
was about to retort when she realized that part was actually true. She
feel the impact of the hand swatting her diaper, but it didn’t hurt in
least through all that padding. “That’s one thing that works out well
babies wearing thick diapers,” Tiffany went on, “There’s lots of padding
they are learning to walk.”
wouldn’t have such a hard time learning to walk if the diapers weren’t
hard it would be to try and walk normally, causing both her and Tiffany
“Oh yeah – I
forgot you were supposed to crawl now for those scenes. I guess we
through them again…” Tiffany said.
“No – that’s
okay. We got the basics down real well –
the rest will work out in practice this week.”
turned to check her clock. “It’s time for lunch anyway.” She was
than two hours had gone by already. They always say, “Time flies when
having fun”… was it possible, she wondered, that she was actually having
acting out the two scenes she had complained the most about?
reached down and started to undo the tapes to take the second diaper
on a minute,” Tiffany said.
looked at her questioningly. “You look cute like that, and before you
she hadn’t just started doing that… “I can tell you are enjoying this.
seen you give in to it with Rebekah too, so why don’t you just let me
you for a little while?”
considered the offer. It couldn’t hurt, and it might actually be fun. Sort of. Well, okay, maybe more than sort of.
Tiffany looked surprised. “Cool!” She knelt down
and picked up –
had not expected –
carried her on her hip to the kitchen.
could feel her diapered bottom resting against Tiffany’s arm, and
how awkward, if at all, this was for Tiffany.
down in a chair and went to the fridge. “What do you want to eat?” she
started to open the freezer. “Do you have a frozen one up here?”
“No. I was
suggesting you could have one delivered. As long as you got money…”
had seen Tiffany’s cooking skills. Not that you could actually call it
her eyes. “How ‘bout a sandwich? Peanut
butter?” She set the jar on the counter.
Don’t forget the cheese! Peanut butter by itself is just weird,”
asserted with a nod.
“Ick! How can you EAT that?”
Tiffany wrinkled her nose, but got the cheese from the refrigerator. She
the sandwiches – no cheese on hers, thank you very much – then stopped
looked at for a
“I feel like I am forgetting something. Oh! I know – where do you keep
baby bottle and stuff at?”
my diaper bag. It’s hidden in the back right corner of
my closet,” told
back to the bedroom, and presently returned carrying the diaper bag.
this is cute. Did Rebekah buy it for you?”
shook her head – it had been a Christmas gift from Daddy, but there was
she was going to tell Tiffany about that. She reached into it and found
baby bottle, took it to the counter, and filled it with apple juice. She
brought the food to the table, but before putting it in ’s
she checked the diaper bag again. “Oh good – you have one,” she said,
pulling out one of the bibs Daddy had put in it for her.
unfolded it as
breath. Oh great – it just HAD to be that one! Tiffany stared at the
“Daddy’s Little Girl,” then gave
a questioning look. She knew
didn’t have a good relationship at all with her father.
“It…ummm…came with the bag,”
struggled, looking for an excuse. Tiffany shrugged, seeming to accept
tied the bib on , then pushed her sandwich and baby bottle within
sitting down across from her. They ate and talked almost like any other
could almost forget about the baby bib and the bottle.
forget about her diaper though, because she now felt a familiar twinge
bladder. Since she had started wearing diapers, she very rarely used to
and that meant as soon as she felt that twinge, she better either get to
potty fast, or wet her diaper. As she was trying to decide whether it
more embarrassing to tell Tiffany she had to go potty or just wet her
front of her, her mind was made up for her as she felt the warm,
fingers run through her diaper.
been watching her face as this happened. “Did you just pee your diaper?”
flushed. “Umm – yeah…”
giggled. “I thought so. I have a little cousin still in diapers, and she
that same glazed look in her eyes when she pees her diaper. Well, finish
your lunch, and then I’ll change you.”
As Tiffany carried
back to her bedroom,
began to get cold feet. “Umm, it’s ok, I can change my own diaper,” she
“Don’t be silly. I’m your babysitter this
change your diaper,” Tiffany said, as though
changing her own diaper was a ridiculous thought. She picked up the
pad and spread it on ’s
and lay her down on it. “I’ve changed plenty of diapers, and I’ve seen
Rebekah change yours, so just relax. It’s no big deal.”
calmed down a little and Tiffany removed the outer diaper. “Ahh – good. No leaks
into this one,” she said,
laying it aside. Then she removed the wet diaper, and lifted ,
pulling it out from under her. Before letting her back down, she wiped
bottom with baby wipes and sprinkled baby powder, then slid the Drypers diaper back under her. “No sense letting
it go to
waste,” she commented, taping it snugly back around ’s
“I hope it works as good
bit doubtfully at it. After the diaper change, they talked a bit, and
little TV. Tiffany went home about 15 minutes before ’s
Since her mother already knew all about
wearing diapers (she bought them after all), she didn’t bother trying to
them, opting instead to continue on dressed in the long T-shirt and
When her mother saw this, she raised her eyebrows, but said nothing
“So what did you do all day?” her mother asked,
cooked dinner and
did sleep a lot on weekends.
“Tiff came over and we rehearsed,” she said. She
not to go into great detail about being babysat. Last year when
was sick and had to stay home from school, her mother got a babysitter
and was not happy
it. She had finally convinced her mother she was too old for a
what would she think if she found out
had allowed Tiffany to babysit her?
“Oh that’s good. Practice makes perfect,” her
said. She turned around to look at her daughter, taking in the outfit
walked by her. The
crinkled noisily. “Those aren’t your regular diapers you are wearing,
they?” she asked.
“Oh…no. These are
what I have to
wear two of for the play,”
“I see. That must be pretty thick with two of
wondered where this was going.
“Do you like thicker diapers? We can try some
brands, or get what you are wearing now, if you like,” her mother
helpfully. That was a bit unusual – mostly she didn’t talk much about ’s
except to ask her if she needed more.
“No, that’s okay. I think Pampers are the best,”
answered quickly. They had tried a few other brands anyway, like
she liked Pampers best.
“Okay, just checking,” she said. She held
to . “Here. This
took it from her and realized it was her pink baby bottle. She blushed
profusely and tried to think of some excuse. “Oh good … that’s … a prop.
For the play.”
Her mother smiled, using the facial expression
found maddening because she could never figure out what it meant. “Of
she said. Somehow
she meant a lot more by that answer, but decided not to pursue it, at
right now. She took the baby bottle back to her room instead, and tried
think of a way to kill Tiffany.
As hard as
tried to look angry, Tiffany couldn’t help giggling. “Oops. I’m sorry.
time I’ll remember to take the baby bottle out of the sink and hide it
you,” she promised.
thought to herself. “What does she mean, NEXT time?” As far as
had been concerned, this was a one time thing. Now it sounded like
liked it, and wanted to babysit her again. The problem wasn’t that
DIDN’T like it, however. The problem was she was afraid that she DID
She kept these thoughts to herself and turned her attention back to her
and whatever Tiffany was talking about now.
of talking, Tiffany was staring at
as if waiting for an answer.
bit back the urge to say, “Hrm?” Tiffany
when she thought someone wasn’t listening to her. Instead she said,
“What kind of
an answer is that?” Tiffany asked.
didn’t work, so
think of something else. “Ummm – could you
question?” She smiled weakly.
her eyes. “I asked you if you were listening to me, and I guess I got my
“Of course I
automatically. This was what she always said when Tiffany asked if she
listening to her. Tiffany stared at her a few seconds longer, bringing a
nervous giggle from ,
before shaking her head and going into another monologue about one of
practice that afternoon, David insisted they rehearse the scene where
to spank .
of course was none to happy about this development. They were not in
and rehearsing this scene might make Dana aware of her Pull-ups. After
discussion, David acquiesced that Dana should not actually spank ,
since she was not in costume at this point.
still had to crawl, and still was pulled over Dana’s knee, neither which
enjoyed. She would rather have rehearsed this scene twenty times with
than have to do it once with Dana. Nevertheless, she gathered her pride
much of it as she was left with, anyway) and forced herself to go
it. As far as she could tell, Dana never realized she was wearing a
The one good
thing was noticing
that though Dana was enjoying the power this gave her over her, she was
inclined to rehearse it outside of their regular rehearsal’s either.
brought this up to Tiffany as they drove home.
probably not inclined to spend more time than necessary with you, any
you are with her,” Tiffany answered. “She figures if she’s seen spending
with you, she’ll lose respect in her clique. She probably also wouldn’t
practicing that scene half as much without an audience. I guess you got
agreed that she was lucky Dana didn’t want to rehearse her scene as much
Tiffany did hers. She would never live it down in school if they ever
about Tiffany “babysitting” her, whether it was real or not. She was
confused over whether she actually liked it or not.
“So, what did
your mother say when she found the bottle?” Tiffany asked, even though
already told her that morning.
really. She just gave it to me and said it was in
“Really? She didn’t
ask you why you had it or anything? What did
“I told her it
was a prop for the play, and we used it to rehearse.”
snorted. “And she BELIEVED that?”
shrugged. “I guess.” Actually, she had a feeling her mother probably
believe it, but she didn’t really want to think about the implications
after dinner, was
her mother do the dishes. “Honey,” her mother said. “You have to be more
careful with things.”
looked at her quizzically. “I was doing the laundry today and I found
one of your play props in the pocket of your jeans.” She held out one of
pacifiers to her.
took it from her. “Where would we be without this?” she ad-libbed.
merely shook her head. “I don’t know where YOU’D be without it,” she
emphasizing the “you”.
felt a bit uncomfortable with that and blushed. Neither said anything
minute, then her mother spoke again. “Liz –
me months ago that you like wearing diapers, and it didn’t make me love
less. You’re still my little girl – I’m not going to care if you have a
bottle or a pacifier. Okay?”
couldn’t really say anything, but she nodded. She was embarrassed, but
appreciated her mother’s effort to put her at ease about it. She knew a
parents who wouldn’t be that supportive – they were always telling their
to “grow up” or “act your age”. She had heard horror stories about the
of some of the kids she knew from the Internet, and what happened when
caught with diapers. It seemed to be everyone’s worst fear, yet ’s
didn’t mind if her daughter wanted to be a baby a little longer. Or a lot longer. Not only did she not mind – she
’s diapers for her.
course, now they had gotten to a point where if she didn’t, there would
lot of accidents. The only time she would say anything was if there were
to be company, and she thought her daughter’s diapers were too obvious.
had also run into a few people who, unlike her mother, were not
her at all. For instance, last year she had been sick and had to stay
school alone a few days. Her mother was worried about leaving her alone
a babysitter for her. This lady had made fun of her being in diapers,
her mother there “must be something wrong with her.” She didn’t babysit
after that. There was also her grandmother, who highly disapproved of
being in diapers. But at least she had the comfort of having the support
also families she knew of besides her own that were supportive. She had a
friend Daddy had introduced to her named Leann, who wore diapers and was
changed by her parents, and was older than she. She also knew that Daddy
other baby girls, though not like her he had told her, and that most of
had families who supported their decision to live almost as babies. A couple were even lucky enough to have a crib.
know how her mother might react if she asked for a crib, but she didn’t
want to find out either. Besides, if she had a crib, her mother might
start putting her to bed early.
Mom and hugged her. She felt her Mom’s hand pat the back of her diaper,
while she usually didn’t like that, she didn’t say anything about it
She then went to her room and finished her homework. Once that was done,
changed her diaper and lay down for a bit. Daddy usually didn’t sign on til late, and she liked to spend as much time as
with him then. An early “nap” allowed her more time to be able to stay
at night. As an afterthought, she pulled her pacifier from her pocket
popped it into her mouth.
quickly after that. Before anyone had time to think about it, opening
looming. The night before, they had two full dress rehearsals, which
without a hitch, even for .
She was changed by Tiffany with the lower diaper staying in place fine,
some of the other actors and actresses watched from different points
theater where the audience would be, to make sure it looked realistic.
results looked good.
seemed to let up in her teasing of ,
seeming instead to be slightly (or more so) nervous. The spanking scene,
embarrassing as always, was not much worse on ’s
than it had been before dress-rehearsals. Another thing she was pleased
about was that Beckah had been able to come home to see it.
So it was that
she found herself in the bathroom a couple hours prior to the play,
bathed by Beckah. She was busy telling Beckah the details of the parts
playing, while Beckah was washing her hair. “So, you will be in diapers
front of all those people?” Beckah asked. “If I had known you didn’t
I would have made your diapers more obvious when Tiff and I took you
they weren’t already obvious enough, thank you very much!”
tongue out at Rebekah. “Everyone already thought I was your baby girl.
this is different – it’s a costume.”
“Not much of
one,” Beckah giggled, prompting
to stick her tongue out at her again. Beckah helped her out of the bath,
wrapped a towel around her hair, then took another and began to pat
dry. “So, should I just go ahead and put your stage diapers on now?”
well,” stated, not
it much thought. She was going over her part in her mind again, as
her down, powdered her, and snugly diapered her in one of the Drypers.
“Jeez – these
are a lot thicker than the diapers you usually wear,” Rebekah commented.
Oh – yeah – they’re kinda nice…”
said, still not thinking about it. Rebekah giggled – it was a lot easier
find out what
about things when you caught her off guard like that. She decided to go
“So, who is
better at changing your diapers – me, or Tiffany?”
focused fully on her, and Beckah knew she had gone too far with that
one. “Beckah! I don’t keep track of stuff
like that!” she pouted.
Rebekah smiled knowingly. “So should I put your second diaper on, or are
going to have someone do it when you get there?” she teased, though
seem like an innocent question.
was on to her. “We’ll leave it until I am ready to leave,” she said
They dried her hair, then braided it. The
plan was to
braid it and pin the braids up under her bonnet for the first scene, then let the braids down for the second, when she
the little girl.
“Might as well
not bother getting dressed,” Beckah said. “I’ll help you into your
right before we leave.
shrugged, and, clad in only the diaper, followed her out to the kitchen
a quick bite before getting read to leave.
Beckah had a
lot of fun babying ,
today was a great day for it, since their mother was at work. She would
in time to go to the theater and see her daughter’s play, but she would
come home first. It was fortunate that Beckah was home, so that she
she didn’t have any clothes to get dirty, Beckah tied a bib on .
She made a small microwavable spaghetti and
for her, and filled a baby bottle with chocolate milk – the bib turned
be useful, both for the spaghetti, and the chocolate pudding she had for
Once they had
finished eating and Rebekah finished the few dishes (And Elizabeth’s
bib), they went to work on finishing getting her dressed. First the
diaper went on, then her tights, then her
and the patent leather shoes – half of that would remain for the second
costume. In fact, in the interest of
saving time, they were planning on just throwing her LG dress on over
outfit, and removing only the bonnet – which was the finishing piece Beckah was tying on now.
As they got
into Rebekah’s car to go to the theater,
had the strangest nagging she should have thought about something, but
sure what it was. She put it out of her mind with the excuse that it
arrived amid various “Awwww”’s from her
actors. There was still time before they were to start, and they helped
other apply stage make-up and make sure their costumes looked right. By
time realized what
she forgot, it was almost time for the curtain to go up – she had
go to the bathroom – and now with the diapers on, she would not be able
they were ready to go on, Dana snuck up behind .
“BOO!” she said, causing an already nervous
to practically jump off the stage. “Aww –
did I scare
the baby?” Dana sneered. “Gee, I hope you didn’t pee your pants – oh – I
it wouldn’t really matter anyway!” She walked off laughing with her
fumed; she would have retorted, but the problem was that little scare
enough to make her wet the diaper!
have time to think about it now, as they were starting. Drypers
have a way of swelling up quite a bit when they are wet, and
had to actually toddle like a real toddler out onto the stage – once
receiving much adoration from the crowd over her cuteness, and even
applause. She looked out over the audience and spotted her mother and
in the first couple rows.
The play was
progressing nicely and there were no problems in the first scene, right
until it was time for Baby to get changed. Of course Tiffany stood just
and began to change Elizabeth just as had been practiced, but when she
the first diaper and saw the wet one underneath it, her eyes widened and
fumbled with her lines a bit.
begged her with her eyes not to give them away, and Tiffany finally
shaking her head as she reached for the other diaper, stretching it on
problem that happened was much worse. Dana had snuck onto the stage
performance, and had placed an extra prop. Unfortunately, no one noticed
it was too late. When it came time for the spanking scene,
acted it perfect, worrying only a little as she went over Dana’s lap
might feel the wet diaper as she spanked her. She needn’t have worried,
Dana did not intend to spank with her hand this time.
The extra prop
was a hairbrush. Already secured over Dana’s lap,
could do nothing as she saw her lift it from the end table next to the
“Hey…” she started, just before the brush hit her bottom – quite hard. “Oww!” she cried, “Hey –no…” The brush smacked the
loudly again. “Ouch!” Dana spanked
with the hairbrush 15 times, after which
was kicking her feet and crying real tears.
desperately to cling to any pride she had left, and Dana smiling smugly.
was ecstatic. “That was fantastic!” he enthused.
you made that look real, especially the crying during the spanking!”
“It WAS real!”
rubbing her bottom as Tiffany was quickly trying to fix her make-up and
ready for the next scene. “She wasn’t s’posed
a hairbrush, OR hit me that hard!”
said. “Did you hit her hard?”
David,” Dana said sweetly with her wide eyed innocent look. “I was just
to make it look realistic!” Tiffany grabbed
and held her back.
David sighed –
why were actresses always so moody? “Look, we don’t have time to sort it
now. The next scene is ready – hurry, ,
your costume!” They quickly pulled her dress on over her baby attire,
pulled the bonnet off and fixed her braided her down. The only thing
looked out of place the rest of the play was the way
walked in the second scene – a wet double diaper and a sore spanked
a bad combination.
The play went
well and they even received a standing ovation from the audience. Of
they had no idea that the spanking scene had been added to, or that
was as much in need of the diapers she was wearing on stage as a real
to take the whole cast out to dinner. They went pretty quickly after it
over, giving them only enough time to let their parents know where they
going. There was no time to change out of costume, which really wasn’t
trouble for anyone other than .
As for her, she squirmed uncomfortably for the first few minutes, until
Rebekah arrive. “I need to show you something out in the car,” she said,
followed her out. Tiffany also followed.
When they got
to the parking lot,
Rebekah had brought her mother’s van. “I convinced her to switch cars
and let me pick you up,” Rebekah explained, as they got into the back
the van. Tiffany told me what happened – and that you might need some
blushed as they shut the door and she lay on the seat over a changing
had laid across it. Tiffany reached in her purse as Rebekah pushed the
and pulled the tights down. “I took a little something from our props,”
confessed, pulling out one of the Drypers.
smiled gratefully, as Rebekah removed her wet double diaper. By now some
wet had leaked into the second diaper as well.
baby wipes, having her turn over on her stomach so they could see her
“You’re a little pink back here,” Rebekah said, laying her hand on ’s
lightly. “Does it hurt?”
shook her head. It didn’t even sting now – it just felt a little warm.
it wasn’t much different from when her mother had spanked her as a child
although the last time that happened had been years ago. She flinched a
as a cold dollop of lotion touched her, then
sighed and relaxed as the lotion was massaged into her skin. By the time
was powdered and put into the dry diaper she was feeling MUCH better,
almost felt like THANKING Dana because of the extra attention this was
been yelled at by the director, Tiffany, and half the other actors for
remainder of the play, was still not to be outdone. Upon seeing her
the table, Dana whispered to a couple other girls around her and they
from the table. “Oh, ,
are going to the ladies’ room – do you want to come? Oh – I guess you
need to!” Dana laughed rudely. She was about to say more, but upon
angry glares from both Tiffany and Rebekah, she decided against it.
praised all the
both for her acting ability and for the mature way she had dealt with
felt bad for what
been putting up with, and felt she earned it.
didn’t feel she had really handled Dana at all – she hadn’t done
all actually – but she loved the praise and kept her mouth shut.
When they got
home, her mother lavished even more praise on her. Her mother was
the problems concerning Dana, and they elected against telling her.
felt sure they could handle this on their own.
just basked in all the attention – this was one of the best parts of
after ’s Mom went
Beckah asked if
wanted her to give her a bath.
nodded happily and they went into the bathroom. Rebekah washed
and let her play with toys in the tub like a baby, then picked her up
the tub and patted her dry with a big fluffy towel. Once she was dry,
was laying on the towel on the floor waiting to be diapered when the
were caught by surprise at their mother walking in through the door.
glances of concern – neither of them were
if their Mom knew Rebekah sometimes babied
like this, but their Mom only smiled at her two daughters, then bent
said something quietly to Rebekah.
okay,” Rebekah stammered, standing up. Looking at
she said, “Mom wants to … finish.” She left the bathroom, but watched
widened a little as her mother sat down where Rebekah had got up from,
picked up the diaper. “I was watching your friend Tiffany change
your diaper during the play,” her mother said, fanning out the back of
diaper, “and I realized how much I miss taking care of you sometimes.”
’s legs and lifted
sliding the diaper under her, then picked up baby powder and sprinkled a
liberal amount across her bottom and the rest of her diaper area. “So I
think you’d mind if I took care of you once in awhile,” her mother
pretty much speechless, just shook her head, as she put her arms up and
her mother to slip her short nightshirt on over her head. “I didn’t
would,” her Mom said, standing up and helping
to her feet. “Go to your room, and I’ll be there in a minute to brush
She patted ’s
bottom as walked
her. “Maybe I should do this more often.”
slept restfully, her pacifier firmly in her mouth. The next day she was
hesitant about doing the play again. “What if Dana spanks me hard
worry about that, Honey,” Rebekah told her. “Tiffany and I are going to
sure that doesn’t happen again.”
couldn’t understand just how they were going to do that, but it made her
little bit better anyway.
As the time
for the next performance grew near though,
grew more nervous. She knew that David already reprimanded Dana and told
she was not to use a hairbrush, but that wouldn’t really stop her from
hard with her hand. She was probably already mad for getting in trouble
hairbrush incident yesterday.
was an actress and the show must go on. She allowed Rebekah to get her
costume and drive her to the theater (although she did remember to go to
bathroom before getting her costume diaper on this time). At the
Rebekah went over to talk to Tiffany.
was busy and couldn’t hear what they were saying, but she saw Tiffany
hold up a
script from the play and wondered what was going on.
and Rebekah walked over to David. Rebekah told him who she was, then
“Unless you want an embarrassing little lawsuit over what happened on
yesterday, we have some script changes to talk to you about.” David’s
wide, his mouth opened and shut a few times, and he swallowed hard,
inviting the girls into his office.
the first act was going very well. Dana had left
alone before they started, there were no “extra props” on stage, and
managed to keep her diaper dry (at least through the changing scene).
Everything went very well, up to
going over Dana’s lap.
She was not
pleased about doing it, but forced herself to continue on regardless.
she expected to feel the first swat on her diaper, she heard Tiffany’s
“Just what do
you think you’re doing? Are you trying to give your little sister a
Dana was in
shock. “Wha…? I…ummmm…”
was pretty shocked too – this wasn’t how the scene went. She felt
lifted off Dana’s lap, and was deposited in the playpen by Tiffany.
spanking that should be going on around her will come from me, and the
person who needs one is YOU!” Tiffany said, pulling Dana out of the
sitting down herself.
watched wide-eyed as Dana was pulled down over Tiffany’s knee.
Stop! Cut it out!!” Dana cried, struggling to
get free as Tiffany rained down a number of hard spanks to her bottom.
She kicked and
pushed as much as she could, until Tiffany leaned down and told her
“Unless you want the audience to get a good view of YOUR pretty little
I suggest you settle down and take what you’ve got coming to you.”
came down on the first scene with Dana getting her bottom spanked, much
amusement and pleasure of the audience. Tiffany, however, continued to
Dana for at least another 10 seconds after the curtain went down.
had a much easier time with the rest of her lines not having to think
lost pride or stinging bottom. Dana, for her part, sat in a chair
sulked. Being spanked by a Senior was not
what she had
been planning on today!
There were no
more problems, and all ran smoothly. After the play, one of the girls
usually was part of Dana’s clique called to her, “Hey Dana – you made it
so realistic when you were getting spanked! How’d you make it look so
Hey, I wonder if your “other cheeks” were as red as the cheeks on your
now!” Dana didn’t answer, and the other girl walked off laughing.
with a glare that said, “I’ll get you back for this!”
just smiled sweetly in return. She will probably try to get me back,
thought. But not today. And with that, she
went to see
if Rebekah could change her diaper.
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