Susan is a teen high school girl who finds herself in situations where by she is forced (by circumstances) into wetting herself at school and having to wear diapers. She also finds that a part of her likes being forced to wear diapers and treated like a little girl. It starts off pretty steamy, but honestly looses some steam towards the end. Enjoy
Susan’s Journey is considered a complete story in and of itself, but she has further adventures as a character in the next story I wrote; Katie’s Journey to Infantilism, then Danielle’s Journey to Infantilism, and finally Jennifer’s Journey to Infantilism.
Susan’s Journey to Infantilism
Part 1 - Nighttime Accident[/b]
Susan woke up on Friday morning with a big wet stain around her bottom. She threw the covers open to check just to make sure. She was so surprised. Her hand trembled as she slowly reached down to her crotch and felt the front of her blue-green little-mermaid pajamas. She was wet all right. And it was still warm. Then she realized that this was the third night in a row.
“Oh no! I’ve wet the bed again!” she cried out loud.
Linda, her mother, was just walking by at that moment and overheard what her poor daughter had said. “…‘again’ Susan? You’ve been having accidents without telling me havn’t you.”
Susan was trapped. She was laying there with a very large stain over the whole front of her PJ’s. There was a wide circle around her that was dark with piss. Susan felt so helpless, just like when she was 9 years old and wet the bed every night. Susan looked down at her mess and her eyes began to watter.
“… yes mommy. I uh… had a little accident.”
Susan’s mother couldn’t help but think how cute Susan was. She missed the days when little Susan crawled into bed in the middle of the night crying after a nightmare. The days when her little girl still needed her mommy. This was just too precious. Linda wanted to get a camera, but didn’t want to hurt the poor girl’s feelings. She glided over to her little angel.
“There, there, honey. It’s ok. You just… had a little accident. Sometimes even big girl’s can’t help themselves at night. You should have just told me earlier. This is the kind of thing where Mommys are experts. Now why don’t you let me clean this up for you, ok?”
Susan sure was tired of washing the sheets the last three days. She was glad to hear her mom offer to do the stinky work. She wiped away a tear and sniffled, “Really Mom? That’d be great.”
Linda smiled. Seeing her daughter fight back a tear and smile just warmed her heart. And now her big girl was actually happy to be changed by her mom. She got up off the bed and left room, “Stay put honey, I’ll be right back.”
Susan was afraid to get off the bed for fear her wet pajamas would drip on her carpet. Her mom would no doubt come back with a towel, she thought.
Linda came back into the room with a hand-bag slung over one arm, and a rolled up changing pad under the other. Susan sat up.
“Mom… What’s that for?” The surprised 16 year old asked.
“For you silly, we don’t want to make a mess.”
“Mom!” Susan cried. She started to get up, but her mother stopped her with one hand.
“Oh no you don’t young lady. Now we’re going to clean you up and change you, and I don’t want any squirming out of you or you’ll get a spanking!”
Linda’s mommy-mode was in full force. She had been in this situation many times before. Susan couldn’t believe it. She was just shocked. I mean, she’s a 16 year old girl. She’s in high school now! She can’t have her mom chang her like when she was in the 4th grade! Linda sat on the bed and held Susan down with one hand while she looked through her bag.
“No buts young lady! Except the butt that I’m gonna spank if you don’t behave.”
Susan was shocked. Her mother was threatening to spank her. She just looked up at her mommy as she went through her diaper-bag pulling out the appropriate items. Baby-powder, baby-wipes, and … a pair of training pants??? There’s no way she’d still fit in those!
“Mom I…” Her mother grabbed her ankles quite firmly and lifted them up. Her little wet bottom was in the air as her mother slid a changing pad underneath her. She laid Susan back down gently and pulled down her pajama bottoms. Susan felt so small… so helpless. As her wet bottom touched the changing pad, she had flashbacks of when she was just a little girl, still being changed by her mom.
Then her mom pulled out a wad of baby-wipes from the container. She dug into Susan’s young flesh with the wipes, gently cleaning her. They were so cold! They shocked Susan at first and she almost sat up. But Linda just gently pushed her back down with he left hand while she continued wiping.
Susan just closed her eyes and held her hands close to her body in tight little fists. As her mother cleaned her more delicate parts it began to tickle. She fought back a giggle. Heaven forbid her mother find out that she was actually enjoying this! As her mother gently glided the wipes between Susan’s cheeks again and again, she couldn’t stand it any longer. It tickled so much and she started giggling. Giggling quickly turned to laughing as Linda kept wiping.
Linda noticed the brown streaks on the wipes, and also on Susan’s soaked panties. 'My my, Susan really needs to wipe better. She’s ruining her panties!"
When Linda was done wiping, Susan relaxed her muscles again. Her whole body had become tight from trying to fight back the giggles. As Linda popped open the container of baby-powder, an aroma filled the air. The smell of baby powder crossed Susan’s nose and suddenly she felt just like a little girl. Her mother patted a tiny mound of baby-powder into the palm of her hands and began massaging it into Susan’s skin.
Susan was feeling more and more like a little baby girl. She couldn’t admit it but she was enjoying her mother’s hands. Her gentle hands were so soothing and relaxing. Susan felt an urge she handn’t felt in years. Her hand began to glide towards her mouth and the tip of her thumb met her lips. She stopped herself. She couldn’t enjoy this! She had to retain some dignity. She bit on her fingernail. She wanted to suck on her thumb so badly. But why?
As her mother’s hands innocently brushed her clitterus she couldn’t help herself. She slid her thumb into her mouth and began sucking softly. She didn’t want to attract any attention from her mother. Just maybe she could just get away with it.
Linda was satisfied with her powdering job. She was going to get Susan a fresh pair of panties to wear to school, but when she looked over to Susan to ask her where they were, she saw her little girl laying there so peacefuly with her eyes shut and her thumb resting in her mouth. It was SO adorable. Linda’s eyes watered at her cute little girl’s regression.
Linda couldn’t help but notice the pair of girl’s pull-ups training pants laying next to the diaper bag. She had only pulled them out to get at the powder, but now she wondered if just maybe, they’d still fit her. They were afterall, made back before Huggies Good-nites, while pull-ups were still made in larger sizes. Maybe Susan’s size?
Linda was tempted to pick up the training-panties and gently guided them up the legs of her daughter. Susan would just look SO cute! But she didn’t want to wake her daughter just to have her try on training-panties that might be too tight.
Linda reached over and picked a stuffed animal off the dresser and slid it into Suzy’s arms. Susan hugged it tightly and sucked on her thumb. She rolled onto her side, displaying her white powdered bottom. Such a cute little girl.
Linda discretely pulled the blankets over her, turned off the lights, and decided to let Susan sleep a few more hours before going back to life as a big girl at high-school.