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Tara's Perfect summer by Baby TJ

Tara’s Perfect Summer
Chapter One-
TJ

Tara looked out her bedroom window, on a bright Saturday morning, at her neighbor’s kids playing in the front yard. They didn’t have a care in the world, except play and have fun. At 17, Tara wondered what it would be like to be carefree again, with no worries of school, boys, or the future. She had babysat for those kids many times. Kayla was 2 and Aimee was 4. Both were still in diapers full time, as Aimee was having trouble training. Tara liked how cute they looked outside in just their diapers and t-shirts. It was hot outside and their mother let them play in just their diapers while she did yard work. Tara decided to go outside and play with them. She got up and changed out of her pajamas and into a white t-shirt and her favorite pair of short overalls. Then she tied her hair into a ponytail and headed outside.

On her way out she passed her mother and told her she was going outside to play with the kids.

“Hi Kayla, hi Aimee!” Tara shouted happily
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The kids were happy to see her. They loved to play with her. Mrs. Johnson, Kathy their mother, was also happy to see her, as it would allow her do concentrate on her work and not the kids.

“Hi Tara, thanks for coming to play with the kids, they love it when you come over.”

“Oh, it’s no problem Mrs. Johnson, I love playing with them too, it makes me feel like a kid again.” Replied Tara.

Tara went over to the kids, who were on the driveway, and started drawing with them. They were using chalk to draw on the driveway. Kayla couldn’t do much more than scribble, but Aimee had drawn a big bright rainbow, with a big sun at the end of it. Tara secretly loved the sound the diapers made as they crinkled when they moved. Tara and the girls drew for quite a while. In fact, Tara didn’t realize how much time really went by. As she looked over a Kayla, she noticed her diaper was really sagging.

“Oh Kayla, you’re soaked. Let’s get you all cleaned up.”

Tara picked up Kayla and took her inside. On her way she passed Mrs. Johnson and let her know.

“Mrs. Johnson, I’m just taking Kayla for a diaper change.”
“Okay, thanks Tara, you’re such a great help to me.” Said Mrs. Johnson.

She carried Kayla to her nursery and laid her on the changing table. Tara knew her way around this room easily from all her times babysitting. She looked down at Kayla smiling with her pacifier in her mouth. Tara started undoing the tapes on the diaper and pulled it out from under her. She rolled up the diaper and put it in the diaper pail. She looked down at Kayla and saw how happy she was, grabbing for her toes, sticking her butt up in the air and not even caring who sees her.

“You are so lucky sometimes. Nothing worries you, you don’t care about anything but a clean diaper and a warm crib. I wish I could be like you for a while, just to see what it is like. Wear diapers, drink from a bottle, sleep in a crib, have someone else take complete care of me. I even wonder what it would be like to be bibbed and fed in a highchair.”

She then reached for the wipes, as she reached up she saw one of Kayla’s extra pacifiers next to the box of wipes. Curiously she quickly popped it in her mouth and finished changing Kayla. She sucked on the pacifier a few times. She kind of liked it. It was somewhat soothing. She caught a quick glimpse of herself in the mirror and smiled.

“Pretty cute”, she thought.

Just as she was about to take it out of her mouth Mrs. Johnson came in.

“Oh, so do I have another baby to take care of?” she said jokingly.

“No, no. Sorry, I don’t know what I was thinking. I was just curious, you know?” Tara said almost panicking.

“I know, I was in the kitchen and overheard what you said on the baby monitor. Was it all true?” asked Mrs. Johnson.

Tara now really blushing replied, “Uhhh…well…it was just kind of ramblings, nothing anything I guess. It’s just their life seems so easy. I guess….I dunno….sometimes babysitting them I think about it.” Tara turned beat red. “I can’t believe I just said that!” exclaimed Tara.

“I’ve kind of had a feeling you were curious. I’ve watched the way you change their diapers. The way you look at the diapers and smell them sometimes and the way you feel them. But after hearing what you said and seeing you with a pacifier, now I’m sure.” Responded Mrs. Johnson.

“I’m really embarrassed, I think I should go.” Said Tara.

“Don’t be embarrassed sweetheart. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You have a curiosity, everyone has them about one thing or another. But not everyone gets to experience them.”

“What do you mean experience them?” asked Tara.

“I mean, would you like to be a baby for a day? My baby? It will help you curb your curiosities, and you never know, you might have a lot of fun.” asked Mrs. Johnson.

Still embarrassed Tara didn’t know how to respond. She partly wanted to say yes, but did she really want to do it. This she didn’t know. What would her mother think? How would she ever be able to babysit for her again after this? How would the two girls react?
Tara looked at Kayla again still laying on the change table in a fresh diaper and pacifier in mouth.

“Okay, but we can’t tell my mother.” Exclaimed Tara.

“No problem Tara. I’ll tell you what. Why don’t we start tonight? You can come over around 5:00pm and spend the night and all day tomorrow… as my baby.”

“What about my mother, won’t she be curious?” asked Tara

“Don’t worry about her, I’ll take care of that. She won’t suspect a thing.”

Tara now had a big smile on her face, but at the same time was worried how everything would go. How was it really going to feel to be a real baby again, and to be treated like a real baby again. Mrs. Johnson went and picked Kayla up off the changing table and headed for the kitchen. On her way out she looked at Tara.

“Tonight Tara baby, just to get you a little more excited, this will be your room, oops! I mean nursery!” said Mrs. Johnson.

Tara took a long look around and anticipated what was going to happen to her very soon. I big smile came over her, and so did a million butterflies. But she was excited. She followed out to the kitchen and saw Aimee at the table eating a sandwich her mother made her and drinking from a sippy cup. She watched her and then asked Mrs. Johnson and few questions.

“I was just curious, how old are you going to treat me like?”

“Well since you are so fond of Kayla’s stage, I will treat you like her, 2.”

She looked at Kayla, now sitting in the high chair, with a bib, waiting for her food. She was looking at Kayla in a different light now. Everything that was now happening to Kayla was soon going to be happening to her. Later that evening she would sitting in that same highchair, with that bib on, waiting for her food.

“Are you going to feed me the same stuff you feed Kayla?”

“Of course, you’re going to be 2, what else would I feed you. You’re going to get the full treatment sweetie!” replied Mrs. Johnson.

“Ha ha,” snickered Tara. “Aimee is going to be my big sister!”

“Yeah, that’s true isn’t it?” said Mrs. Johnson.

“Well for tonight, the only thing you’ll need to pack is a couple of t-shirts. Cute ones if you have any, it will suit the part better. And that’s all you’ll need, your whole wardrobe this weekend is just a diaper and t-shirt for all to see.” Said Mrs. Johnson.

“OH!!” exclaimed Mrs. Johnson, “I almost forgot. We are going to need diapers for you. You surely won’t fit into any that I have for the girls. It’s 2:30pm now, why don’t you go to the store and buy some big diapers for you and bring them back here. While you are gone I will talk to your mother about our arrangement.” Said Mrs. Johnson.

“Okay, sounds great. I’m a little nervous about buying diapers though, what if people see me?”

“Well they’ll be seeing you tomorrow, so don’t worry now honey.”

Tara was really nervous about going to the store. She didn’t know what to look for in a diaper, or really what size she needed. She walked down the street and into the grocery store and headed for the diaper isle. They didn’t have much choice for adult stuff, but she found two choices and quickly grabbed a package of Attends. She checked the size chart and figured she needed a small and grabbed the package off the shelf. She quickly headed for the checkout to make a quick transaction and leave. She carried the package back to Mrs. Johnson’s house and put them in her nursery. She enjoyed the fact that it was now ‘her’ nursery, at least for the rest of the weekend.

“Okay, I did it. My diapers are in my nursery.” Said Tara.

“Great. Well why don’t you head home for a bit. It’s 3:15 and I have to put the girls down for a nap and then tidy up and get some things ready for your little stay.”

“Sounds good to me, I’m really excited and can’t wait for tonight Mrs. Johnson.” Said Tara anxiously.

“I’m glad to hear that, and by the way, you might as well get used to calling me ‘Mommy’, since that is what I’ll be.”

“Okay……Mommy.” said Tara. It felt weird calling someone else ‘mommy’ but it made sense. Even Tara’s own mother hadn’t diapered her, or even seen her naked for that matter, in about 13 years.

Tara was so excited. This is something she wanted, but never thought it would happen. All those times babysitting, wondering what it would be like, and now it’s going to happen.

Tara walked into her house trying to act normal. She didn’t want her mother to suspect anything unusual was going to happen while she was gone. She walked up to her bedroom and looked for her most babyish shirts she had. She found a couple of nice white ones with pink trim and a little bow in the neck. She had had this shirt since she was 12 and somehow it still fit and was very cute. The other was plain white with a colorful flower in the middle of the chest.

“These will be perfect.” Tara said as she held them up in front of her.

These shirts were perfect she thought. These were the ones she always wore her tight blue jeans. They came down just above the belly button, which usually looked really sexy, but now they will help show off her diapers. Tara then heard a knock on her door. It was her mother. She pushed the door open and walked in.

“So I hear you are staying at Mrs. Johnson’s for the rest of the weekend?” said mother.

“Yeah, I hope you don’t mind.” Replied Tara

“Oh, not at all, I think it’s nice of you to help her with the kids. She said she had a lot of work to get caught up on and without your help she would never get it done.” Her mother replied.

She put her shirts in the bag and looked at the clock. It was 3:45. The countdown had begun and she was watching every minute. She was worried that her mother might find out, or what any neighbors might say if they saw her. She was only across the street. Tara decided to go watch some TV to help pass the time.

Part Two

Tara had drifted off to sleep. It was hard to imagine falling asleep with all the excitement ahead of her but somehow she managed. She woke up with a start, she thought she was going to be late. She didn’t realize that she had fallen asleep. She quickly went over to look at the clock, it read 4:50pm.

“WOW!! It’s here!!”

She ran up to her room and grabbed her bag of t-shirts. She went to say goodbye to her mother before she left.

“Okay Mom, I’m going. I’ll see you tomorrow night when I get back.”

“Okay Sweetheart, have a good time.” Replied her mother.

As fast as she could she ran across the street to Mrs. Johnson’s house. “Hi Mommy!” she yelled as she entered the house.

“Well there’s my little baby girl. Are we ready for a great weekend?” asked Mrs. Johnson.

“I’m really nervous and a little scared, but I’m ready.” Said Tara.

“Well then let’s get you settled in. The girls are still napping so when they wake up you’ll already be a baby. They are going to love it.” They walked into the nursery and Kathy took Tara’s bag and put it by the change table.

“First things first, let’s get you into your diaper, and then we’ll go over the rules for you while you are here, okay?” said Kathy.

“Okay.” Replied Tara.

Kathy motioned for Tara to get up on the change table. She didn’t think she would fit and she barely did. Her butt was right at the bottom of the table, she could barely keep her heels on it and the base of her head caught the top end, but she was able to stay up on it enough for Kathy to do a diaper change. It was a home made table she made since her six year old was still needing changes. Tara laid there with a whole lot of emotions going through her.

Kathy then started taking off Tara’s clothes. She undid the buckles of her shortalls and then slid them down her legs and pulled them off. Next she undid Tara’s bra and slid it off the end of her arms. Lastly was the big girl panties. Tara was now laying there completely nude. Kathy could tell Tara was nervous and didn’t know how to act, so she quickly grabbed one of Aimee’s pacifiers and put it in her mouth. Tara started sucking on it immediately. She then started cooing at her and tickling her, like she would for Kayla, she then reached down and grabbed one of Tara’s diapers, opened it up, and slid it under Tara’s butt. Tara could here the crinkling of the diaper and it excited her. This time it was her diaper, not Kayla’s. Kathy then rubbed a good portion of baby oil into her diaper area and then gave a nice coating of baby powder. Tara loved the smell of the powder and started to smile. The diaper was then brought up between her legs and fastened snuggly.

Tara was now fully diapered and loved it. She didn’t know how she was going to feel once the diaper was on, since she had never worn one before, but she loved the bulky feeling. She liked the way the diaper was thick and smooth and very crinkly. It made her feel like a baby. Kathy sat her up on the table and grabbed one of Tara’s shirts and slipped it over head. The shirt came down to the top of the diaper. Kathy liked the look of her new baby and gave her a big hug and kiss.

“How’s my new baby?” asked Kathy

“Happy, I want to see myself in the mirror.” said Tara.

Kathy took her over to the full length mirror on the back of the door. Tara looked in awe, she could not believe how much she looked like a baby girl. She couldn’t help but reach down and feel her diaper. It was so thick, she couldn’t believe she was wearing one, and in front of someone she knew. She played with it for a while, making it crinkle, and loving the feeling of it. She put on a big smile and continued sucking her pacifier.

"Okay baby, time to go over the rules."said Kathy.

“What kind of rules, Mommy?” asked Tara.

Kathy picked up Tara and took her over to the rocking chair and sat her on her lap. She didn’t fit that easily and wasn’t that light either, but she managed.
Here are the rules:

Rule 1: You are 2 years old. Adult Tara is not here, if you act like adult Tara you will get a spanking.
Rule 2: Diapers at all times, and they are to be used
Rule 3: I will dress you, feed you, and bath you
Rule 4: You will obey me at all times, I am your mother
Rule 5: If you want something you must ask for it

“Do you understand these rules baby?” asked Kathy

“Yes Mommy, me understand” replied Tara.

“Good girl, mommy loves you sweetie.” Said Kathy.

Kathy took Tara by the hand and lead her to the family room where all the girls toys were. She let Tara sit down on the floor and start playing with toys. Kathy turned on the TV to the children’s station and let it run. Tara spent a lot of the time crawling around to hear the sound of the diaper. This is something Tara wanted ever since she started babysitting the girls. Now she was going to know what it felt like to be a baby. A few minutes later Kathy returned to the room carrying a baby bottle and a bib. Tara knew it was for her and smiled.

“My baby must be hungry.” Said Kathy

“Yes mommy, I am.” Replied Tara

Kathy went over to Tara and tied the bib around her neck. Tara was really loving the baby treatment. She didn’t have to worry about anything, it was all taken care of. Kathy sat on the couch and motioned Tara to come over and lay her head on her lap. She did so and Kathy put the bottle in her mouth and she started sucking. This was starting to be everything Tara was hoping it would be. Tara loved the taste of the warm formula and sucked the bottle dry.

“Wow, my baby was hungry. Wait here while I get another one.”

Kathy went to the kitchen and put another bottle in the microwave to heat it up. A minute later she was back and Tara started to drink that one. When she was about half way through the second bottle Aimee woke up from her nap and came downstairs. She looked puzzled for a bit and then walked into the room.

“Tara is that you?” she asked.

“Yes,” her mother replied, “she is going to be your baby sister until tomorrow. She is going to be the same age as Kayla so I want you to treat her the same way you treat Kayla. Okay?”

“Okay, she looks so cute in a diaper. She’s the biggest baby I’ve ever seen, but it’s going to be a lot of fun.” Said Aimee.

Tara finished the second bottle and removed it from her mouth.

“Hi Aimee, want to play?” asked Tara, in her baby voice.

“Okay, but mommy has to change my diaper first, I’m really wet.”

Kathy put Tara in Kayla’s playpen while she went upstairs to change Aimee into a clean diaper. Tara played with the toys. She wasn’t thinking about anything in her real life right now, she wanted to enjoy this as much as she could. Tara never realized how filling formula was, she was actually feeling almost full from the two bottle she drank.
Upstairs Kathy put Aimee on her bed and started undoing her diaper.

“How come Tara is going to be a baby?” asked Aimee

“Well, she wanted to know what it felt like to be a baby. After all these years of babysitting you girls, and changing your diapers she was curious, so I told her I would treat her like a baby this weekend if she wanted to really find out. And she agreed.”

Kathy finished changing Aimee’s diaper and let her go downstairs to play with Tara. Kathy went and looking in on Kayla and saw her awake lying on the bed. Her diaper was wet too, so she took her to the nursery and changed her diaper. When they were done they went downstairs and Kayla saw Tara for the first time.

“Look Mommy!! Tara’s wearing a diaper like me!” she exclaimed.

“Yes honey, Tara is a baby this weekend. She is the same age as you.”

Kayla went over and gave Tara a big hug. Tara returned it and asked to get out of her playpen. Kathy went over and picked her up and put her on the floor. The girls started playing happily together while Kathy got their dinners ready. After about half an hour pf playing, Tara felt the urge to go pee. At first she didn’t know what to do so she held it in. But then she thought, why hold it in, I am a baby in a diaper, I’m supposed to pee, just like Aimee and Kayla. And with that thought she let it go. The warm pee flooded her diaper, her crotch warm and wet. She felt the pee spread around to her butt, and it felt really good. Tara realized she loved the freedom to just pee at any time, and she loved the feeling of a wet diaper. She sat there for a while not doing anything, just enjoying the feeling, when Aimee noticed her diaper.

“Mommy, Mommy!!! Tara wet her diaper!” cried Aimee.

Tara blushed bright red. She was so embarrassed that she just peed a diaper like a real baby. Kayla and Aimee looked at her and then her diaper and giggled. Tara was nervous and then started to cry. This really surprised the girls, they had never seen Tara cry before or wet a diaper. Kathy came over and comforted Tara and took her into the nursery to change her diaper.

“Oooooh, my baby’s first wet diaper. It’s okay sweetie, you don’t have to cry.” Said Kathy.

“I can’t believe I started to cry,” said Tara, “I just didn’t know how to react with the girls around. It just kind of hit me that I had just peed a diaper like a baby, and I got scared.” Tara said.

“That’s okay Tara, that’s what babies do”

“I have to tell you though, I really liked wetting the diaper, it was fun and felt really relaxing. Actually I really like the feeling of being in a wet diaper too.” Tara blushed again.

“You like a wet diaper? Well you’re the first baby I met that likes a dirty diaper. So in that case I’m going to leave you in that diaper until after dinner, that way you can enjoy it. But I’ll have to watch that you don’t get a rash.”

“Can I please?” asked Tara.

“Sure I’ll change you later then.”

Kathy and Tara came out of the nursery and Kathy put Tara down to continue to play.

“Mommy, how come you didn’t change her diaper?” asked Aimee.

“Well she isn’t that wet, I just wanted to calm her down and stop her crying. I’ll change her after dinner. Now go and play okay.” Said Kathy.

Tara sat on the floor feeling her mushy diaper and loved it. It made her feel like she was a real baby and wanted to feel that way for a while.

Part Three

It was now about 5:30pm. Tara and the girls continued playing with the toys. She kept looking at Kayla and Aimee in their diapers and realized she looked the same. They were all playing when Kathy came in and said that their dinners were ready. Aimee and Kayla ran to the kitchen and Tara followed. Kathy looked at Tara and said,

“Sorry Tara, you’ll have to wait, I only have one highchair. I’ll feed you when I’m done with Kayla.”

“Okay,” replied Tara, “I’ll just keep playing.”

Tara went in the other room but couldn’t help watching Kayla get fed in her highchair. She actually felt a little jealous. She loved the treatment Kayla was getting and couldn’t wait for her turn. She was getting really excited when Kayla was almost done. She had never sat in a highchair before, not that she could remember anyway, and was really excited about it. Aimee was old enough to feed herself, and old enough to have normal food. Tonight she was having chicken fingers and fries. She loved to dip them in ketchup. When Kathy was finally finished with Kayla, she called Tara. She let Kayla out of the highchair and gave her a bottle of apple juice to drink while watching TV. Tara walked over, with her soggy diaper, to the highchair and Kathy helped her get in.

At 17 she was a tight fit. Tara was not a big girl, but normal for her age, 5’3" and about 115lbs. She was no toddler, and would never fool anybody by wearing a diaper, but she managed to fit in enough to make the chair work. She couldn’t use the foot rest or her knees would hit the tray, so she let her feet dangle. Aimee looked over a t Tara and smiled.

“You look like a baby in there, Tara.”

“That’s the whole point right Aimee,” replied Tara.

Kathy walked behind Tara and tied a bib around her neck. Tara had these strange feelings come over her as she sat in the chair. She was really starting to feel the role of a baby and was really liking it. With the bib tied around her neck and sitting in the chair, Tara was ready to eat. Kathy brought over the bowl of food and a sippy cup of juice and started to feed Tara.

“Tonight we are having strained carrots, pureed beef and strained peas,” said Kathy.

Tara looked in the bowl at all the food mushed up, it didn’t look too appealing, but this is what she asked for. As Kathy brought the first spoonful to her mouth she opened wide and took her first taste of real baby food. Tara winced at the taste, it was awful. The pureed beef was bland as it had no preservatives or seasoning like salt or pepper. She almost spit it out, but managed to get it down.

“Awwww, does my little girl not like her din dins?” laughed Kathy.

“It doesn’t taste very good at all,” said Tara

“Well that’s what babies eat, and that’s all you’re getting for the rest of the weekend. Now eat up or you’ll be in big trouble sweetie. I don’t want to have to force feed you.” said Kathy.

Tara reached for the sippy cup to help wash the food down. As Kathy kept the spoonfuls coming Tara tried her best to eat the food. She was not enjoying it but soon hoped she would get used to it. Kathy scraped the last of the bowl and put it up to Tara’s mouth.

“Last one baby, then you can have dessert.”

Tara took the last bite and took another sip from her cup. She was hoping dessert would taste better.

“What’s for dessert?” she asked.

“Well for being such a good girl and eating all of your first meal, I’m going to give you some ice cream.”

“Yeahhhhhhh!” cried Tara “I love ice cream.”

Finally dinner was done and Tara had finished her ice cream. That’s when Kathy noticed she still had on her wet diaper from before.

“Oh sweetheart, that diaper must be soaked, you’re going to get a rash. It’s time to get you cleaned up and into a fresh diaper.” Said Kathy.

“Oh yeah, it’s really soggy mommy,” said Tara.

Kathy took Tara to the nursery and put her on the changing table. Kathy put a pacifier in Tara’s mouth and started to change her. The diaper was just soaked, all the way up the back and the front, and was sagging. She undid the tapes and pulled the diaper down and inspected Tara’s area to make sure she was not getting a rash. Seeing that everything was alright she pulled the diaper out from under her and threw it into the diaper pail. Kathy then reached for the wipes and started to clean her off. The feel of the air against her skin felt good. Finally her skin could breathe again. The coolness of the wipes also felt good on her skin and vagina. Kathy made sure she did a good job to get all the cracks clean. Tara was getting a little aroused by this and smiled.

As much as Tara enjoyed the wet diaper, she really like getting cleaned up and put into a clean one. Kathy finished wiping her and grabbed the powder and put an ample amount this time. The smell of the powder hit Tara’s nose. She was really enjoying how this was going, in fact she didn’t think she would enjoy it this much. She was hoping this weekend would never end. Kathy pulled the diaper up between Tara’s legs and tightly fastened the tapes. The new diaper felt really snug around Tara’s hips, must better than the old one that had started to sag.

“Does my baby feel better?” asked Kathy

“Much better mommy, I love wearing diapers, and I like being your baby.” Said Tara.

“These diapers are really crinkly, mommy, especially when they are new. They sound so babyish.”

Kathy picked Tara up off the table and took her back out to the playroom where the other girls were.

“Did mommy change your diaper Tara?” asked Aimee.

“Yeah, I’m all clean now. I like having a clean diaper, don’t you?” asked Tara

“Yep, it feels much better.” Replied Aimee

The girls started playing with some dolls and were having a great time. It was now about 6:30pm. Kathy was finishing cleaning up the kitchen and was watching the girls play. She was noticing that Tara was now really acting a lot more like Kayla. She wasn’t acting like the Tara that used to babysit her kids the last few years.

Kathy finally finished up in the kitchen and came into the room where the girls were.

“So how are we all doing?” she asked

“FINE!” they all said in unison.

“Can we watch a movie mommy?” asked Kayla

“Yeah, can we?” Aimee pleaded.

“Well okay,” said Kathy, “but then it’s bedtime for everyone.”

“I want to watch ‘The Little Mermaid’” cried Kayla

“Okay, that sounds good” said Kathy.

They all cuddled up on the couch under a blanket in their t-shirts and diapers and Kathy put the movie in to play. Kathy sat down on the couch between Tara and Aimee and put Kayla in her lap. She smiled as she had all her little girls surrounding her. Tara also loved the feeling of closeness and felt a sense of place that she hadn’t felt in a long time. She felt really happy and really thought that she was Kathy’s daughter and was still a toddler in diapers. Tara snuggled up really close to Kathy and sucked on her pacifier as the movie started.

Halfway through the movie Tara had already wet her diaper and was enjoying the feeling again. The warmth and the wetness surrounded her regions. As the movie played on, Tara now had the urge to poop. Her new diet of baby food was going right through her. She got a little nervous and forgot about the movie momentarily. She didn’t know if she should just let it go or tell Kathy she had to go.

“Mommy?” said Tara

“Yes sweetie,” replied Kathy

“…ummmmm….nothing.” said Tara

Tara was going to say something but then realized she was a baby and babies usually don’t say anything. So she decided she was just going to let it go. She started to blush and could feel her cheeks get red. She had never pooped herself before and didn’t know what to expect.

She relaxed her muscles and let the poop come out. As it started to go into the diaper, Tara, without noticing, tightened her grip on Kathy’s arm. Kathy felt this and looked at Tara. She didn’t say anything, she just watched her. Within a couple of seconds Tara had filled her diaper and Kathy realized what was going on. The poop was soft and Tara had no trouble filling her diaper. It spread around her butt area and down to her crotch. She had pooped out a lot more than she had expected, she was hoping it wasn’t going to leak. The feeling was alien to Tara, but like her wet diaper, she kind of liked the feeling of a loaded diaper as well.

Pretty soon the smell got around to everyone’s nose. Kathy and Tara made eye contact and Kathy saw the puzzled look in Tara’s eyes. She knew Tara didn’t know what to do next.

“It’s okay sweetie,” whispered Kathy, “you can poop your diapers. I’ll change you after the movie, don’t be worried, it’s okay.”

“Ewwwwwwww!” cried Aimee. “Who pooped?”

“Tara did.” Said Kathy

“You did Tara?” asked Aimee

“Yeah, but I’m aloud to.” She said in her defense.

“My diaper is poopy too!” exclaimed Kayla

Kathy pulled the back of Kayla’s diaper to check and, sure enough, she too had a poopy diaper. She hadn’t pooped as much as Tara, I guess that’s why she couldn’t smell it, but it was messy. They all got comfortable on the couch again and finished watching the movie. Tara delighted in her messy diaper as the movie finished, but she also was looking forward to another diaper change and bedtime. This would be her first night in a real crib.

Part Four

As the movie finished Kathy asked Aimee and the other girls to go to the nursery and await diaper changes for bedtime. Kathy had her hands full at night with three diapers to change, not to mention two poopy ones.
They all climbed off the couch and Kathy watched as the three diapered butts walked and crinkled their way upstairs. Kathy finished cleaning up the kitchen and headed upstairs.

She entered the nursery and saw the girls sitting on the floor playing. Aimee was a big enough girl to get herself ready for bed so she changed her diaper first.

“C’mon Aimee. Let’s get you into your diaper and then you can go and put your pajamas on and brush your teeth.” Said Kathy

Aimee climbed up on the changing table and let her mother go to work. Tara watched every move Kathy made. She loved watching the girls get their diapers changed, the way Kathy was so gentle and cooed at them and made them feel loved. She pulled the tapes off the diaper and pulled it out from under Aimee. She grabbed the wipes and cleaned her off. She then laid another clean diaper under and gave her an ample coating of baby powder and then brought the diaper up between her legs and snuggly taped it shut. When she was done she picked her up off the table and let her stand. She gave her a quick pat on the butt and sent her to get ready for bed.

Tara was glad she was last. She was hoping Kathy would take a little extra time with her and it also gave her more time in her poopy diaper, which she was enjoying, but it was starting to get itchy. She watched again as Kathy changed Kayla.

It was finally Tara’s turn. She was a little embarrassed as she has never had someone clean her butt after she pooped. She climbed up on the table and lay back as Kathy undid the tapes on her diaper. Kathy pulled the front of the diaper open and gave a surprised look.

“Oh my! I’ve never seen such a full diaper. My baby is a big pooper.” Exclaimed Kathy.

Tara giggled as the fresh air made contact with her diaper area. It felt good to get the heavy diaper off and have some fresh air. Kathy pulled the diaper out from under Tara and grabbed about three wipes and started to clean her off. The poop had spread all through the diaper, there wasn’t a clean spot on her.

“Hmmmm!” exclaimed Tara

The cold wipes soothed her and felt refreshing to her. Kathy started cleaning her up and wiping up all the poop. Tara loved the feeling of the wipes especially when she went deep up the crack of her butt. Again she was a little embarrassed, this was a new experience and not a usual one for a 17 year old, but she wanted to enjoy it so she tried not to let it bother her. The smell of her dirty diaper had filled the room and knew she would smell that all night, as this was her room tonight. Tara was starting to feel at ease with her new role and stuck her thumb in her mouth.

“No, we will have none of that,” said Kathy, “we don’t suck thumbs in this house. Here’s your pacifier.”

Kathy placed the paci in Tara’s mouth and she started to suck on it happily. Kathy went about finishing the diaper change. She grabbed a fresh diaper out of Tara’s supply and placed it under her. She applied an ample coating of powder and then pulled the diaper up between her legs. Tara liked this part. She like watching Kathy bring the diaper up between her legs and securing it. It gave her a great sense of security knowing she was diapered.

When she finished she put a pair of white anklets on her and then picked her up off the table and put her on the floor beside Kayla.

“I need you two to stay here and play while I finish putting Aimee to bed. Can you do that for me?” asked Kathy

“Yes Mommy” they replied.

Kathy went off to Aimee’s room and saw Aimee in bed waiting for her mother to tuck her in.

“Is my big girl already for bed?” asked Kathy.

“Yep, I’m all ready for bed. Can you read me a story Mommy?” asked Aimee

“Sorry sweetie, not tonight. I’ve got my hands full with the other girls. I promise I’ll make it up to you though.” Replied Kathy.

Kathy gave her daughter and kiss and then put her pacifier in her mouth and tucked her in. On her way out she made sure the night light was on and then closed the door.

She headed for the kitchen, making sure to check on Tara and Kayla as she passed the room, to get their bedtime bottles ready. She saw the girls were fine and went to the kitchen. She took out three bottles of formula and placed them in the microwave. As they were heating up she grabbed two bibs off the back of the highchair for Tara and Kayla.

“BEEP BEEP BEEP!” the microwave sounded as the bottles were finished. She went over and tested the temperature. They felt fine and she put the tops back on and headed for the nursery.

She opened the door to the nursery and saw the girls playing quietly with some toys. She sat down on the floor with them and tied the bibs on them. Tara was enjoying the fact that she was getting a bedtime bottle, it made her feel babyish, which of course she liked.

Kathy had the girls place their heads each on a lap. Kathy fed them there bottles simultaneously. Tara laid back and sucked her bottle. The formula was nice and warm and felt good in her tummy. She looked up at Kathy and liked as she saw her smiling back down at her. Tara started playing with her diaper making it crinkle, she like the sound and how thick it felt. The first bottle went down fairly quick. She finished much quicker than Kayla.

“All finished Mommy” she said.

“Oh no you’re not little girl, you have two bottles tonight.” She replied, “The formula will help you get a good nights sleep.”

She also wanted to make sure that she woke up soaked. Kathy was also having fun with this situation and wanted Tara to really experience babyhood. When she was changing her diaper she noticed early signs of diaper rash, but didn’t bother to put any cream on it. She thought it would be interesting to see how she reacted to suffering from a diaper rash. Kathy popped the second bottle into Tara’s mouth and let her suck that one down too.

Both girls were finally finished their bottles and were ready for nighty night. Kathy removed their bibs and cleaned their faces.

“Okay Tara, time to get you into your crib.” Said Kathy

Tara really like the sound of that and got a little aroused by it. Kathy walked over to the crib and dropped the railing so Tara could get in. Tara was starting to get the shakes. She couldn’t believe that her dream of sleeping in a crib like a baby was coming true. As she stood up she felt the warm formula settle in her stomach. She knew her nice clean diaper wasn’t going to be clean for very long.

She walked over to the crib and lay down. The crib was a little short and she had to bend her legs a bit, but not much, she was able to get comfy. Kathy put her pacifier in her mouth and then covered her in a thin blanket to keep her warm. Kathy also left Aimee’s old baby blanket for Tara to hold on to. She turned the mobile above the crib on, kissed Tara on the head and then put the side of the crib up.

“Have a good sleep my little baby.” Said Kathy

On her way out she made sure the night light and baby monitor were on. She wanted to hear any noises Tara made during the night. She then picked up Kayla, closed the door and headed to her own room.

Tara lay in her crib, eyes open, amazed. With the night light she could see the whole room. She saw the bars of the crib, the mobile spinning above her, the changing table, and the rocking chair. As she lay there sucking on her pacifier and feeling the thick diaper between her legs she realized now, despite her age and size, that she was without a doubt in her mind, a baby girl.

She didn’t want to fall asleep, she felt if she did she wouldn’t be able to enjoy being in this situation, and this was her only night that she would be able to do this. So she just laid there, snuggling the baby blanket, enjoying the moment. She looked around the room, listened to the mobile and tried to stay awake, but as hard as she tried she couldn’t. The formula was taking effect and she was drifting off to sleep. She also felt her bladder asking for release. Without hesitation she let it go, she peed for about 15 seconds and when she was almost done, she felt herself poop. It was really soft and not very much. She tried to stay awake to enjoy the feeling for a while, but she couldn’t fight the drowsiness, and felt her heavy eyes shut. She was very comfortable and happy in her diaper as she drifted off.

Tara woke at some point in the night with a strong urge to pee. She wasn’t sure what time, as there was no clock in her nursery, but it was still dark out. She found herself laying on her back. She let the pee go into her diaper. She peed a long time this time. She wasn’t sure if it her diaper was going to leak, but then she realized that is not for her to worry about, ‘Mommy’ will take care of that stuff. Her butt was also very itchy. Laying on her back most of the time she had been laying in her poop and it was pressed hard against her bum. It was very itchy, not to mention she did have to poop again. She let everything go and filled her diaper to what she thought would be capacity. Tara tried to get comfortable again to go back to sleep, but she couldn’t, the diaper was too itchy and uncomfortable. Everytime she moved her legs her diaper area hurt and itched. She didn’t know what to do.

“MOOOOOMMMMMMYYYYYY!” Tara cried out.

After her first burst she started to cry, and then just outright bawled her eyes out. She was uncomfortable and wanted her mommy.

Through the baby monitor Kathy heard Tara crying. She quickly ran to the nursery to see Tara kneeling in the crib with her arms reached out for her mommy.

“Oh sweetheart, what’s the matter?” said Kathy as she put her arms around Tara and gave her a big hug.

“My diaper hurts mommy.” Replied Tara

“Well let’s get my little baby girl all cleaned up and into a fresh diaper. You’ve been pretty active tonight, your diaper is just about overflowing” Said Kathy.

Kathy took Tara out of the crib and put her on the changing table. Tara was still sucking on her pacifier and sobbing at the same time. With a tissue Kathy cleaned up Tara’s tears and started to change her diaper. When she pulled open the diaper and cleaned her up she noticed the rash was a little worse. This time she would put some cream on it. She didn’t want the rash to get too bad, as Tara would probably be doing a lot of moving around in her diaper tomorrow. She put a nice new diaper on Tara and taped it snuggly. She rocked Tara back to sleep in the rocking chair and then put her back in her crib for the rest of the night.

She watched Tara sleep for a bit. She looked so peaceful in her crib and diaper, quietly sucking on her pacifier. Tara was really taking to being a baby, she didn’t know how Tara would ever go back to being herself again. Kathy gave Tara a kiss on the forehead and left the room.

Part Five

The bright sun filled the nursery. Tara was still asleep as Kathy stood there watching her. Kathy noticed her diaper was wet again, she must have wet again after her last change. Kathy watched and a few seconds later Tara shifted and her big diaper crinkled with every move. Kathy gave her a few pats on the butt and then decided it was time to wake her up and start her day. She grabbed her shoulder and gave her a few gentle rocks.

As Tara started to come to she first noticed the bars in front of her and then felt the big bulge between her legs and after a few seconds everything came back to her. She remembered the previous day and all she had done, even her middle-of-the-night diaper change. As Tara opened her eyes she saw Kathy looking down at her. Tara couldn’t help but smile, she then got up on her knees and gave Kathy a big hug.

“Good morning, Mommy” she said.
“Good morning, Precious” she replied

As Tara knelt in front of Kathy the urge to pee hit her very quickly and hard. Without holding back she let her bladder go. The pee streamed hard into her diaper, which worked very hard to catch everything. Kathy couldn’t help but notice what was happening and cupped her hand around Tara’s crotch as the pee filled the diaper and spread around.

“My, my we are quite the bedwetter aren’t we?” smirked Kathy, “let’s get you all cleaned up and ready for the day. Aimee and Kayla are already in the kitchen having breakfast.”

Kathy picked up Tara and put her on the changing table. She undid the tapes on the diaper and pulled it out from under her. She grabbed a few wipes and cleaned her diaper area. She noticed the diaper rash and put some more ointment on it. After putting a fresh diaper under her, Kathy put a generous amount of powder and rubbed it in. She then pulled the diaper up between Tara’s legs and snuggly taped it shut. She went over to Tara’s bag and picked up the second shirt Tara had brought. Tara had spent yesterday and last night in the other shirt, so it was time for a change.

Once dressed, Kathy clipped Tara’s pacifier to her shirt and took her to the kitchen. Aimee was sitting at the table eating cereal and drinking juice. Kayla was sitting in the highchair eating toast with peanut butter and jam. She had managed to get most of it on her face. She also had a sippy cup of juice in front of her. Tara sat in one of the chairs at the table as Kathy got Kayla cleaned up.

“Tara, mommy said that we can go and play outside after breakfast, do you want to play with us?” asked Aimee.

“Yeah, I’d love to. We can play in the sandbox, okay” replied Tara.

Kathy had finished with Kayla, getting her cleaned up and out of the highchair. She let her go into the other room to watch TV while her big sister Aimee finished her breakfast and they could go outside. Her diaper was sagging and was very wet and messy. Kathy didn’t want to wake Tara in the nursery so she decided it would be best to wait and change Kayla after Tara got up.

Kathy put Tara in the highchair and put her bib on her. Tara like the bib she had on today. It was a white vinyl bib with pink trim and a little blue bunny on it. She thought it looked really cute. Kathy then put a bottle of apple juice on the tray and then brought over a bowl of hot oatmeal. She pulled a chair over in front of Tara and started to spoon feed Tara. Tara was really enjoying the attention and the fact that she didn’t have to do anything.

The oatmeal wasn’t very tasty, it was just plain oatmeal. Kathy was feeding it one spoonful at a time, but at the same time was purposely missing the mouth a little making Tara’s face a little messy. She kept giggling every time the spoon missed, this was making Kathy laugh too. By the time they were done Tara had quite a bit on her face.

By this time Aimee had finished her breakfast and was eager to go outside and play. It was a really nice day. The sun was shining and it was about 83F with a nice breeze. Tara was a little weary about going outside in just the diaper and playing like a 2 year-old, all the neighbors knew her and they might see her over the fence playing. Kathy got her all cleaned up and let her out of the highchair. Kathy handed her the bottle.

“I want you to finish this soon, I don’t want you getting dehydrated in the sun. I have more for you when you are finished” said Kathy.

“Yes Mommy, I’ll make sure I drink lots today” replied Tara

Before she could say anymore Aimee grabbed her hand and led her into the backyard to the sandbox. Kathy smiled as she watched the two girls head outside, they were having so much fun. Just then Kayla noticed them going to the sandbox.
“I wanna go play outside too Mommy” cried Kayla.

“I know you do sweetie, but we have to get you changed out of that dirty diaper and into a clean one” said Kathy.

Kathy picked her up and headed to the nursery. She quickly took off the old diaper and within a few minutes was taping on a new one. As soon as Kathy let Kayla down from the change table she ran straight for the sandbox and the other girls. Kathy felt safe having the girls play outside without her supervision. Even though Tara was supposed to be a baby this weekend, she knew she could trust her to look out for the girls when necessary. Kathy took advantage of this time to clean up after her three little babies. Breakfast time can be quite a mess with three toddlers running around.

She first started with the kitchen, cleaning the highchair and then the table where Aimee was sitting. She rinsed off the two bibs and draped them over the back of the highchair for later use at lunchtime. When the table and highchair were clean and all the dishes were put away Kathy headed to the nursery.

When she walked through the door she smelled the strong odor of poop. Tara’s diapers had been sitting in the diaper pail from last night and this morning.

“The diaper pail was not designed to handle such a load I suppose” Kathy thought to herself.

She went back to the kitchen and grabbed a garbage bag and headed back to the nursery to dump the pail. It also had Kayla and Aimee’s diapers as well so it was pretty full. She then took the bag to the garage to be later taken to the curb on garbage day. She then sprayed the room with a Lysol deodorizer and opened the window to let some fresh air in. Then it was off to the playroom. Toys were everywhere. Kathy couldn’t believe her kids had so many toys. She picked up all of them and put them in the corner where they would be for all of 5 minutes when the girls came back inside.

After finally getting things straightened up about an hour had passed and she was exhausted. She decided she would go check on the kids in the backyard and see how they were doing. She went to the sliding door in the kitchen which led to the backyard and peered out. It seemed the girls were doing fine. They were still in the sandbox playing, laughing and giggling together. Kathy noticed Tara had finished her bottle and went to the fridge to get her another. At the dame time she grabbed a bottle for Kayla and a sippy cup for Aimee.

When Kathy got to the sandbox she noticed that Tara had gotten most of the juice on her new shirt instead of in her mouth.

“Oh sweetie, look at your shirt, and I don’t have another one for you” said Kathy.

Tara still had juice running down the side of her mouth and on her chin. Kathy took the bottom of the shirt and wiped her mouth.

“Let’s go find you something to wear, I can’t leave you in that all day. I might have something in my closet that you can wear until you change into your own clothes and go home later” said Kathy.

She grabbed Tara’s hand and led her inside.

“Aimee, can you please watch your sister while I’m gone. I’ll just be inside” said Kathy.

“Okay Mommy” replied Aimee

Kathy and Tara headed up to Kathy’s room. Once there Kathy told Tara to sit on the bed while she went through her dresser to find something that might fit her. After about 10 minutes of searching Kathy found a baby blue cotton camisole that she usually wore to bed and thought it would do.

“Stand up sweetie” said Kathy.

Tara stood up and Kathy removed her dirty top. She pulled the new top down over her head and pulled it down as far as it would go. It went just a little longer than her other shirt, it actually covered a bit of the top of the diaper, but it fit fine. The shirt was sleeveless as it had spaghetti straps, Tara thought it fit and felt more comfortable than her own shirt.

Tara then headed to go back downstairs and outside again.

“Ah, ah, ah missy” said Kathy, “you’re going to need this.”

Tara saw Kathy unclip the pacifier from the dirty shirt and then clip it to one of the shoulder straps of her clean shirt.

“And don’t go any further than the kitchen. I think we have enough proof that you will need to be bibbed for the rest of the day” joked Kathy. As she held up her dirty shirt.

Tara went down and waited in the kitchen. Soon Kathy came down and pulled out a bib from a drawer by the sink. This bib was a terry cloth bib with a vinyl back. Kathy went behind Tara and tied it on.

“This one will soak up any spilled juice and protect my shirt from getting all dirty” Kathy said.

“Thanks mommy” replied Tara.

“Your welcome sweetie, now go play outside while I get lunch ready” said Kathy.

As Tara turned and left, Kathy grabbed her diapered butt and gave it a shake hearing it crinkle loudly. Tara turned and smiled and then headed outside. The girls were now on the swing set waiting for Tara.

Kathy quickly went about getting lunch ready. It was now about 12:30pm and the girls would be getting hungry soon. She decided that Aimee and Kayla would have sandwiches and Tara would have baby food. It might be the last time she has that chance so Kathy thought she might as well make the most of it.

The sandwiches were finally made and Kathy had dished up Tara’s meal into a bowl.

“Come on girls, lunchtime” Kathy called out into the backyard.

The girls got off the swings and came running inside. She noticed that Tara and Kayla both had wet their diapers and quite heavily too. Tara’s had started to sag a little.

“Mommy, my girl spot hurts” cried Tara.

“I know honey, you have a diaper rash and it’s probably getting worse with all the activity you are doing in your diaper. I’ll get you all cleaned up and into a fresh diaper after lunch” said Kathy.

Kathy let Kayla sit in a chair at the table. She gave her a booster seat and kept a watchful eye on her as to not let her fall off. Kathy then motioned for Tara to get into the highchair. Kathy took off Tara’s terry bib and replaced it with the bigger vinyl one that was on the back of the chair. The girls started eating their sandwiches and Kathy fed Tara in the highchair. Tara liked that she was getting the baby food again. She really wanted the full baby experience and she was getting it. She really didn’t like the taste, but she swallowed it down anyway.

After lunch Kathy took Tara and Kayla to the nursery for fresh diapers. Kayla was changed first and then let go to play with Aimee. Tara then got up on the change table.

“This will probably be your last diaper change Tara” said Kathy.

“Nooooo” cried Tara, “I can get one more. I will probably go home around 7pm and it’s only 1:30 now. If I drink lots of juice I’ll wet again soon. And I might poop after eating lunch too” said Tara.

“Well, we’ll see how it goes. I know you love getting your diapers changed, but if you go home too late your mother might get worried” said Kathy.

Kathy finished changing her diaper and tended to her rash. It was getting worse. With all the running around the diaper was rubbing her crotch a lot and really chaffing her skin. Kathy put an ample amount of rash cream on her and thoroughly rubbed it in. This gave Tara pleasure in both ways. One by getting the soothing cream rubbed into the rash and, two, having her mound rubbed nicely while getting diapered. She then poured a good amount of baby powder on her and pulled the diaper up between her legs and taped it on snuggly.

While they were eating lunch and getting fresh diapers some dark clouds had moved in and looked like it was going to rain. Kathy decided it was not a good idea to go back outside, but rather stay inside and maybe watch another movie. The girls quickly jumped at the opportunity to sit and watch another movie. This time they settled on “Mary Poppins”. This was one of their favorites, and Tara’s too, from when she was a kid. Once again they all snuggled on the couch and got comfortable. Just then a huge crack of thunder ripped through the air. Kayla jumped and screamed and ran into Kathy’s arms. Tara was also hoping that she had to pee soon and poop, she really wanted one more diaper change before going home.

Just about half an hour into the movie, she got her wish. Tara flooded her diaper with pee. It was quite a bit too. She looked at Kathy and gave a big smile. Kathy noticed this and gave a smile back, she knew that Tara had used her diaper and was going to get another change after the movie. Tara was glad she peed early into the movie. She was hoping that she would be able to wear it for a while before getting changed out of it. They sat quietly and watched the movie to the end. They got so into it that they didn’t notice that the storm had continued the whole time ripping loud bangs of thunder and huge streaks of lightning.

As the movie ended the storm was actually clearing up. It was just one of those quick afternoon storms that happen on humid days. The sun was starting to poke through the clouds and the ground was drying up. They got up off the couch and Kathy looked at the clock, it was almost 4pm. Kathy looked at Tara’s diaper, it was soaked.

“Okay baby, let’s get that diaper changed. I don’t want that rash getting any worse” said Kathy.

Kathy took Tara to the nursery one more time. Tara got up on the table and anticipated her last diaper change of her best weekend ever. Kathy came in and looked at Tara on the table and smiled.

“Now aren’t you glad you took my offer to satisfy your curiosity?” asked Kathy.

“I sure am, Mommy. I have had the best time. At first I didn’t think I would enjoy it, but I really started to love it. Is that weird?” asked Tara.

“No, not at all, but you know that you will have to go back to being yourself again when it’s time to go home” said Kathy.

“Yeah, I know. I wish I didn’t have to go home” Tara said.

“Well you can’t be a baby forever. This was just a one time thing to let you have some fun. You’ll fo back to babysitting them again next week as usual” Kathy said.

“But I loved it so much” replied Tara.

Kathy laid Tara back and started to undo the tapes. At this point Tara’s mother, Patricia, decided to wonder over to Kathy’s house to check on every one after the bad storm. She knew Kayla was afraid of big storms and was hoping Tara, who was supposed to be babysitting this weekend, could handle everything. She walked up to the house and saw the front door was open and just the screen door was closed. Kathy and Pat were good friends so she didn’t bother to knock, and went inside.

She saw Kayla and Aimee in the room playing. Tara and Kathy were not around. She wondered where Tara could be, she was supposed to be watching them.

“Hi Aimee” said Pat.

“Hi Miss Scully” she responded.

“Where is Tara and Mommy?” she asked.

“They are upstairs in the nursery” she replied.

Pat decided to go and find them to see how everything went this weekend and to find out when Tara would be home. She decided not to call out, she knew where the nursery was, she had been here many times. As she got to the top of the stairs she heard them talking and went right in. She could not believe what she was seeing. Just as she walked in she saw Kathy was just finishing taping the new diaper snuggly around Tara’s waist

“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?” screamed Pat.

Kathy jumped with a start. She did not hear Pat come upstairs or even expect her in the house for that matter. As Kathy turned to look at who was screaming, Pat saw her daughter lying on the change table with her knees in the air and wearing a disposable diaper.

“Pat, what are you doing here?” asked Kathy.

“I came over to check and see if everything was alright. With the big storm I wanted to make sure Tara didn’t have her hands full with the kids while you were catching up on your work” explained Pat

Tara just laid there with her mouth open and tears welling up in her eyes. This was her biggest nightmare. She never wanted her mother to find out about what happened this weekend. There was no way she could hide what was going on, she was there in plain sight for her mother to see.

“So this is what you were doing all weekend? Wearing diapers and pissing and shitting yourself?” Pat making note of the diaper that Kathy had just put into the diaper pail, she was absolutely furious. Not only did her daughter and good friend lie to her, but her daughter was wearing diapers and acting like a baby.

“So you want to be a baby, do you?” remarked Pat. “My 17 year old daughter wants to be a baby. Well that’s just fine because that it what you’re going to be” said Pat.

“Pat I can explain” commented Kathy, “it’s not what you think it is.”

Pat walked over to Tara and grabbed her by the hand and practically pulled her off the changing table.

“Come on BABY!” exclaimed Pat, “Let’s get our little baby home, it’s probably nap time.”

Pat was being very mean to Tara and Kathy didn’t like it, but there wasn’t much she could do. Tara was Pat’s daughter and it was out of her hands. Kathy would try to have a talk with her later when she calmed down and was a little more easy to talk to. In the meantime she watched Pat pull Tara downstairs and out the front door. Tara was crying real hard now and pleading with her mother. Pat walked her across the street in broad daylight in front of all the neighbors. Tara was just wearing Kathy’s top and her diaper. She was trying hard to keep up to her mother but Pat was walking at a good pace, and with the diaper and no shoes Tara was falling behind. With running to keep up, her diaper was crinkling really loudly, which of course Pat noticed, but it was also making her rash worse and now Tara was starting to hurt down there too.

When they got home Tara was told to go to her room and stay there until Pat came to get her, and she was not to remove that diaper.

“And if you have to go to the bathroom you know what to do, don’t you?” screamed Pat.

Tara lay on her bed bawling her eyes out. She had no idea what her mother was going to do. Her whole weekend had come to a crashing halt in a matter of seconds, all her good times were now over, Tara’s fate was now in her mother’s hands.

Tara’s Perfect summer by Baby TJ

Part Six

Tara did not know what to think. What was her mother going to do? Was she going to be punished? A thousand questions were running through her head. She felt the urge to pee, so she did, there was nothing else she could do right now. With all the excitement and emotion of what had just occurred Tara felt very sleepy and drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile, Patricia was down in the kitchen trying to get dinner ready, but was largely distracted by the thoughts and images in her head of her 17 year old daughter spread out on a change table wearing a diaper. The thought that Tara would do something like this and let another woman treat her and see her like that angered her.

“How am I going to deal with this” she thought to herself.

“Well obviously she likes being treated like a baby, so maybe that’s what I’ll do. I’ll keep her a baby until she’s sick of it” she mumbled to herself.

She kept about getting dinner ready leaving Tara in her room to stir about her weekend and what might still be to come. She put the lasagna in the oven and set the timer for an hour. She then went in the den and turned on the TV.

Tara slowly awoke from her nap. She was unsure of how long she had slept, but decided just to stay in her room as her mother had instructed.

Pat was an average build for her height of 5’4". She had brown shoulder length wavy hair and pretty blue eyes, but she had a streak in her that would frighten most men and Tara knew not to disobey. Pat also has a bit of a mouth on her. Growing up with three older brothers and a father who loved his “Jack Daniels” hardened her. Her husband, Gary was no better. He was a career trucker who had spent a few years in the joint before hooking up with Pat. Somehow she always ended up with those kind of men. Pat and Gary were forced to get married when Patricia got pregnant with Tara. It was not a situation Pat wanted, but her family forced her to, for money reasons, he was her only financial support. Pat has always carried a little resentment towards Tara for that, even though it wasn’t Tara’s fault. When Tara was very young Gary died of a heart attack while driving a load down to Georgia. The insurance policy through the company was quite substantial, but nothing that she could live on forever. She decided that with that money she was going to live her dream and go back to school to become a teacher.

Tara’s diaper was wet and now getting cold and itchy, she also had to pee again. She let her bladder go slowly into her diaper, her first wetting was quite big and she was worried that another big wetting would cause it to leak. The warm stream filled her diaper and it felt good. Her cold clammy diaper was now warm again and she loved the feeling. It was saturated to the max and another wetting for sure would end up running down her leg. She put her hand on her diaper and felt how full and squishy it was. It was a great feeling, warm, soft and heavy. She felt babyish again.

She then heard her mother coming upstairs and walking towards her room.

Tara just laid there on her bed with her diaper in full view, there was no reason to hide it now. Patricia opened the door and looked in. She saw Tara lying on her bed in just the diaper and was disgusted. She decided at that moment what she was going to do.

“So how’s the baby?” she asked in a smartass kind of tone.

But before Tara could answer……

“OH for heaven’s sake!!! I leave you alone for one hour and you’ve already pissed yourself!!!” blurted Pat.

Pat went over to the bed and grabbed Tara’s diaper in her hand, squeezing it to see how full it was.

“Look at you, completely soaked. I guess you really are a baby after all!” she said.

Tara started to cry again. She just wanted her mother to understand.

“Mom please let me explain. It isn’t what you think that happened at Kathy’s house” Tara pleaded.

Tara was really sobbing hard now and could barely talk coherently. She was embarrassed, frightened and anxious. Even though she loved wearing diapers, she wished this had never happened and that things would just be normal. But things were far from normal and Tara was afraid of the outcome.

“I don’t want to hear any excuses, you certainly looked like you were enjoying it. Peeing and crapping yourself. Even now you’re wearing a soaking wet diaper” screamed Pat.

“Stand up and take a look at yourself in the mirror” she said.

Tara got up off the bed and stood in front of her full length mirror. Her diaper was so full that it now sagged very low. In fact the elastic legs on her inner thighs were not even touching her skin, and it pulled at her waist.

Pat noticed the big wet spot on Tara’s bed as she got up.

“Oh God!! You fucking leaked all over the bed” yelled Pat. “Well I can’t have you ruining a good mattress, so we’re going to have to do something about that I guess” she said.

She walked over to Tara and spun her around so that she was facing her. Next she ripped the tabs off the one side of the diaper and let it fall to the floor. She picked it up and put it up to Tara’s face.

“This is what you like to wear, is it?” she asked rhetorically.

Pat threw the diaper in the garbage can and told Tara to stand there and wait for her to return. Tara heard her mother go out the front door. After a few minutes Pat returned carrying the remainder of the package of diapers, that she had left at Kathy’s. She was also carrying baby wipes, powder and the rash cream, which she had borrowed from Kathy for the meantime.

There wasn’t much of a confrontation at Kathy’s. Kathy had decided just to keep quiet, at least for tonight. She was surprised that Pat wanted the rest of the diapers and changing supplies. She never expected Pat to keep Tara in diapers.

Pat instructed Tara to lie down on the floor, and she did so without hesitation. Tara laid on her back as her mother pushed up the bottom of the shirt that Tara got from Kathy. Pat hadn’t seen her daughter naked in a long time. Especially once Tara hit puberty her body became sacred.

She grabbed a few baby wipes and started to clean her up. She made sure to get everywhere the diaper covered. She wasn’t being that gentle either. When she was satisfied she grabbed a diaper and slid it under her, she then grabbed the powder and dusted her lightly. She did notice the rash, but at this time ignored it. For Tara’s sake the cream that Kathy was using had started to clear it up, so it wasn’t as bad as it had been.

She pulled the diaper up between her legs and fastened the tapes. She had done a rather poor job making sure the diaper was snug, but it was on. It certainly wasn’t as good as Kathy had done it.

Pat looked down at her daughter who was now freshly diapered and shook her head.

“Well I hope you like this state that you are in because I’ve decided that for the remaining six weeks of summer vacation you’ll be a baby and in diapers 24/7” explained Patricia as she patted the front of her diaper.

Tara’s mouth dropped. She couldn’t believe that her whole summer was going to be like this. How was she going to do anything or go out with friends if she was treated like a baby and wearing diapers. Part of her was feeling happy that she was still in diapers, but she couldn’t imagine having her mother treat her so badly for six weeks. It would drive her crazy to be in her house all day for six weeks.

“Dinner’s ready, now get your butt downstairs so we can eat” said Pat.

Tara sat up, hearing her diaper crinkle and then stood up and headed for the kitchen. Pat followed behind watching and listening to her daughter walk in her diaper. Pat was still very angry at the situation. Pat was now seeing this as an opportunity to humiliate her daughter. She really didn’t know why she wanted to, but it was that resentment towards Tara the pushed her.

“So you want to be a baby? I’ll show what it’s like to be a baby” Pat thought to herself.

Tara got to the kitchen and sat down in a chair. Pat followed behind and went to get the lasagna that she had taken out of the oven to cool before going up to Tara’s room. She dished up two plates and put one in front of Tara and the other in front of the chair beside her. She then went to the kitchen and grabbed a plastic shopping bag and a piece of string and tied it around Tara’s neck. Tara was not surprised, she knew her mother was going to give her the baby treatment.

“Sorry, I don’t have any real bibs yet” said Pat.

Pat sat down and started to eat her dinner. Tara sat there and gave her mother a puzzled look.

“Yes baby, what is it?” Pat asked

“Don’t worry, I’m going to feed you, like a baby” she said teasingly.

“We have to eat and then we have to go out and get some things for you.”

Pat fed Tara her dinner. Some ended up on the bib and some around her mouth. It sounded to Tara like her mother was going to take her out in public with diapers and the such. She didn’t think she was serious, but this made Tara very nervous.

PART SEVEN

When Pat had finished feeding Tara, she grabbed a cloth and cleaned her up. She told Tara to go to her room and wait for her to come and dress her. Pat finished cleaning up the kitchen. Tara got up and walked to her room, her diaper crinkling the whole way. Tara still loved wearing diapers, and she was a little happy that her mother was making her wear them, but she was scared about how her mother was going to treat her with them.

She got to her room and laid down on her bed thinking about what was to come. Her mother was going to be coming up soon to dress her to go out. She knew she would be diapered, but what kind of clothes was her mother going to put her in. As she laid there she let her hand slide down the smooth plastic front of her diaper, she loved the feel of it and the comfort it gave her.

Tara heard her mother walk down the hallway to her room, and then her door opened.

“Okay stand up, it’s time to get baby dressed to go out shopping. We need quite a bit of stuff for you” said Pat.

“What are you going to dress me in?” asked Tara

“Oh, don’t worry sweetie, if you’re wondering if people will see your diaper, don’t worry, they will” answered Pat.

As Tara stood up in front of her mother, Pat reached down and grabbed the crotch of Tara’s diaper.

“Well you’re still dry so at least I don’t have to change you yet” she said.

Pat went over to Tara’s dresser and grabbed a pair of socks and from another drawer, a pair of grey cotton spandex leggings. Tara used to wear those for gymnastics because they fit skin tight. They even showed the panty line of regular panties. Pat went back over to Tara and told her lay down on the floor.

“Mom, you can’t dress me in those. My diapers will bulge out big time!” exclaimed Tara.

“Well of course they will, diapers always bulge out from under baby’s clothes” said her mother.

Tara laid down on her back and Pat started to put on the socks. Once they were on she grabbed the leggings and started to put them on. She got them to her butt and then told Tara to stand up. When Tara was standing she pulled them up over her diaper. The diaper line really showed through the leggings. Easily you could tell she was well padded. As an added touch Pat pulled up Tara’s diaper so that the ruffled top of the diaper was well above the waistband.

Tara was mortified at this point. She knew her mother was making the diaper show on purpose and was trying to humiliate her. She knew there was nothing she could do, no matter how much crying or complaining she did it would not change anything.

Pat went to Tara’s closet and picked out one of Tara’s sweat-tops. It was light blue in color and was hooded. Tara loved this top because it was short and showed off her naval area, but now it would show off her diaper quite easily. Even though it was summer the sweater would not be hot. Tara wore it quite often in the summer with just a bra underneath. It was a light cotton so it wasn’t a very warm sweater.

Pat grabbed the sweater and went over to Tara. She slid the other t-shirt off and threw it on the floor and then proceeded to put the top on her. The sweater came down to just above her naval, normally she would love that, but tonight it showed off her ruffled situation.

Pat looked at her daughter and was pleased with her efforts.

“Go look at yourself in the mirror” she told Tara.

Tara walked over to her mirror. She was still crinkling loudly, the leggings didn’t hide the noise at all. She got to the mirror and looked. She almost started crying immediately. Honestly she like the way she looked, but knowing that she was going out in public this way terrified her. The bulge from under the legging was very noticeable and the noise would tell everyone that it was indeed a diaper she was wearing. Not to mention the ruffled top of the diaper peering well above the waistline. As Tara was looking in the mirror Pat grabbed a comb and an elastic and put Tara’s hair into a ponytail.

“Come on baby, time to show you off” said Pat.

“Where are we going mom?” asked Tara

“We are going to Wal-Mart. I can get everything I need for you there. Well everything except your diapers. We’ll have to make a special stop for those” Pat said teasingly.

Pat took Tara’s hand and led her downstairs to the front door. Pat told Tara to sit down while she put her shoes on for her. Pat put Tara in her white sneakers and laced them up. Once they were ready they headed for the car. Tara was reluctant to leave the house. For one thing it was still light out. The sun was just starting to set and there was still quite a bit of sunlight left, and second, she was going to be seen in a diaper by others for the first time and she really didn’t want to be seen like this.

“Get your butt moving, NOW!” yelled Pat

“But Mom……” started Tara.

Without hesitation Pat went over to Tara, who was still inside the doorway, and gave her one hard smack on her diapered behind. This shocked Tara, but got her moving. Tara went to the car as fast as she could, hoping no one would notice her. She got in the front seat and buckled herself in. Pat got in the driver’s seat and off to Wal-Mart they went.

They pulled into the parking lot and found a spot. They both got out of the car and starting walking. Tara was trying different ways of walking to try and make as little noise as possible, but nothing seemed to work. Pat grabbed her hand and led her the rest of the way to the entrance. They walked a good pace and Tara noticed how loud she was. When they got inside the greeter went to greet them, when she saw Tara’s state she just gave a puzzled look and blurted out her normal greeting.

“Welcome to Wal-Mart” she said.

The store was quite busy as usual, even for a Sunday night this place was always busy. Pat went over and grabbed a cart.

“You keep one hand on this cart at all times. If it leaves the cart, I will spank you right here in front of everyone” warned Pat.

Pat headed directly for the baby section. It was at the back corner of the store. The whole time Tara just kept her head down. She knew people were noticing her, but she didn’t want to see their reactions. There were also a lot of girls around her age there too. To get to the baby section they had to walk by the women’s clothes section where a lot of girls were shopping. A few turned and saw her and noticed the ruffled part of her diaper first and then the full bulge was noticed next. They were all shocked and of course Tara could hear the whispering afterwards. The didn’t hear much giggling, just a lot of whispering and shocked gasps. Pat also noticed the attention Tara was getting, enjoying it she gave Tara a few pats on the butt as people looked on.

When they got to the baby section Tara raised her head. She got a little excited, seeing all the baby stuff made her blush and her heart race a little. She knew her mother was shopping for her and she liked baby stuff. Pat started at the bibs.

“Do you like any of these Tara?” she asked.

There was a woman standing right next to them when her mother asked that. The woman looked over but didn’t pay much attention. She really didn’t notice Tara’s diaper.

“I like the pink one with the yellow bird on it” replied Tara.

The bib was a soft vinyl. There was no terry cloth front on it, just a vinyl bib. Pat held it up to Tara’s chest to see how much of her it would cover. Satisfied, she threw it in the cart, it was then that the woman noticed what was going on and saw Tara’s diaper.

“Oh my! Why is she in a diaper?” she asked.

“She likes to wear them” answered Pat.

Tara was shocked at her mother’s answer. She never expected her mother to tell anyone the real reason for her diapers. The woman, not knowing what to say next, just turned and walked away.

“Why did you tell her that?” asked Tara, in an angry manner.

“Well it IS the truth isn’t it, that is the reason we are here” replied Pat.

Tara was embarrassed of her situation, and having people know the truth made it even harder. Pat threw a few more bibs into the cart and went on shopping. She picked up a change pad, some baby bottles and then went over to the diaper bags. She picked up a bag that was white with pink pinstripes. It had a vinyl outer shell and a vinyl lining on the inside.

“This one looks cute” she remarked.

“Mom, I don’t think I’m going to need a diaper bag. I can always wait till we get home to have a diaper change” said Tara.

“Are you kidding, if we ever go out for the day you will definitely need your diaper changed more than once” said Pat.

At this Tara realized that her mother was prepared to do anything to treat her as much like a baby as possible. She never thought about having her diaper changed in public, but she had no choice about it either. Eventually the time would come when it would happen.

As they continued to walk through the isles Pat picked up some baby wipes, powder, a baby blanket for Tara to snuggle with, and some new pacifiers. She looked for the biggest she could find. She found a three pack and put it in the cart. She also found the little clips that clip the pacifier to clothing. As they past the packages of baby diapers Pat grabbed a package of Pampers Size 3.

“What do we need those for?” asked Tara.

“You’ll see” replied Pat.

Pat then picked up a diaper pail and put that in the cart. Tara saw all that was happening and felt comforted. The fact of being babied for a whole summer was starting to make her feel loved in a way. Her and her mother never really had a great relationship in her early years due to her father, this was like a second chance in a way for her. She was also hoping her mother felt the same way, but thought that was a lot to ask for. Her mother certainly wasn’t being motherly the past 24 hours.

Pat was finally satisfied with her pickings in the baby section. She needed a few more things from other departments though. Tara was holding on to the cart making sure her hand never left. She also felt the urge to pee. At home she didn’t have a problem wetting her diaper, but this was the first time in public she was going to have to do it. Trying not to overload her diaper she let her pee out in bits at a time. This took a lot of control and at first she was doing it, but soon she lost control and let it all go at once.
Tara paused while it happened. Pat noticed her stop walking and Tara almost let go of the cart. Pat looked back at Tara and had a faint idea what she was doing. When Tara was done she continued to walk with her mother.

Her diaper was crinkling louder now that it was wet and lots of people were looking at her now that she was walking. Girls her age and parents of all types were noticing how she was dressed and some mothers just gave a look of disgust. Seeing a 17 year old in diapers was not a usual site. The people tried not to stare, but they couldn’t help it, the fact that her diaper was practically in plain view was hard to miss.

They walked over to the bedding section and Pat started looking for a plastic sheet for Tara’s bed. She knew she couldn’t get a crib for Tara so she would just have to do with this. She picked a package that was the size for a twin bed, the size of Tara’s bed, and put it in the cart.

“What is that for mom?” asked Tara.

“It’s for your bed. Since I can’t get you a crib I have to protect the mattress somehow if your diapers leak at night” said Pat.

Pat made sure to say that loud enough for the people around her to hear. There were about 5 people in their isle and looked when Pat had said that. Tara’s diaper was now a little bulkier since it was now wet and showed even more. People were too embarrassed to say anything, but they couldn’t help but notice. At that moment Pat put her hand down the front of Tara’s pants and grabbed her diaper. A woman saw her do this and gave a shocked looked on her face.

“Just as I thought baby, your diaper is soaked. You can’t even stay dry for an hour and you wet yourself” said Pat trying to embarrass Tara.

Now everyone was looking at Tara and felt sorry for her. Tara started to cry. As much as she liked being in her diapers, she was really humiliated. She tried to get a hug from her mother, but she just kept on walking through the isles.

“C’mon, we have to get you some clothes too” she said.

Tara followed next to her mother to the women’s section of clothes. Pat started looking at sun dresses and holding them up to Tara to see if they would be the right size. She picked out a few and put them in the cart.

“These will make it easy for diaper changes. All I have to do is lift up the dress instead of taking your clothes off” she said.

Tara just kept her head down quietly sobbing. She was not having fun now and she felt like the whole world was watching her. Pat put a few more clothes in the cart and felt she was done for now.

“Okay baby, let’s go to the check out” she said.

After waiting about 15 minutes in line, it was finally their turn to check out. Pat put all the items on the belt and the lady rang it in. Everything was finally in the cart and they headed for the car. On the way out though, Pat noticed the photo studio at the front of the store. It gave her an idea, but it had been a long day and decided to leave it for another time.

PART EIGHT

Tara and Pat finally got home. Tara was relieved, she had survived a public outing. It hadn’t been easy and she really hated the experience, but now that it was over she was happy. She knew more were going to come, so she was going to have to get used to it and she was hoping it would get easier.

“Go to your room and wait for me to come and change your diaper” Pat blurted.

“Yes, Mom” she replied.

Tara went up to her room and looked at herself in the mirror again. One thing she wanted to check was if her diaper had leaked at all. There seemed to be no wet spots on her pants, and she was relieved. She laid on her bed and waited for her mother. As she waited she thought back to her little outing. A smile came to her face. She was upset during the experience, but now she was happy it happened. She got a little bit of a rush from it and a bit excited, she liked her diapers and using them. She was proud of herself for going through it.

Pat walked in carrying the bag of stuff they had just bought. She put the diaper pail in the corner and the diaper bag next to it. She pulled out the baby changing supplies and put them on the top of her dresser. The bag of Pampers was put beside her dresser and the pacifiers were put with the other supplies. She hung the dresses in the closet and opened the package with the baby blanket and threw it to Tara.

“Why did you buy me a blanket?” she asked.

“All babies carry blankets, I’ll be bringing it with us whenever we go out. And I want you carrying it around the house” she said.

Pat opened the package of pacifiers and took one out. She walked over to Tara and stuck it in her mouth.

“Keep that in your mouth, it’s quiet time” she ordered.

Pat opened the top drawer of Tara’s dresser and took out all the pairs of panties and replaced it with the package of Pampers and what was left over of the adult diapers. There was still about 16 left of the package Tara bought for the weekend at Kathy’s.

“It’s time to get you ready for bed, baby. Come lay down on the floor” said Pat.

Tara got off her bed and laid down on the floor where her mother had out down the new changing pad. Pat slid off the leggings Tara was wearing and started to undo her diaper. Pat pulled the diaper off and started cleaning Tara with the wipes. She then slid another diaper under her, powdered her and taped the diaper shut. She motioned Tara to sit up and then she proceeded to take off her sweater. Pat went to Tara’s dresser and pulled out a cotton camisole top and put it on her daughter.

“Okay baby, all ready for beddie byes” she said. “But before I forget, I need to put your new plastic sheet on your bed”.

Tara stood there as her bed was partially transformed into a crib, well the closest it would come to being one. Pat fit the sheet around the corners of the mattress and smoothed it out. She then put the regular fitted sheet back on Tara’s bed. Her bed was now a little noisier than it was before, but Tara got excited when she heard it. When her mother was done Tara got into bed and her mother put her duvet on her.

“I’ll be back in a minute, stay in bed” said Pat.

Tara laid in bed thinking of the weekend that had just passed. It started off being able to experience something wonderful and ended up being a tragedy. It had been a long weekend and Tara was now ready for a good nights sleep.

Pat re-entered the room carrying a bottle she had just bought for Tara. It was full of warm milk. Pat went over and sat on Tara’s bed and propped Tara’s head in her lap.

“Time for your bottle baby” she said.

Tara opened her mouth and allowed her mother to bottle feed her. She suckled on the bottle until it was all gone. The warm milk felt good in her tummy. She knew she was going to have to pee soon. Pat put Tara’s paci back in her mouth and tucked her in. She turned off the light and left the room. Tara didn’t know what the next six weeks would bring, but she really loved being in her diapers right now, and could get used to it.

Tara woke around 5:30am with a strong urge to pee. She guessed she hadn’t learned to pee without waking up yet. She let her pee flow into her diaper. The feeling of the pee warming her crotch and spreading throughout her diaper was ecstasy. She put her hand on her crotch as she finished. The diaper was soaked and had expanded and was really thick now. The diaper held quite a bit and she squeezed her diaper and played with it for a while, enjoying the great feeling. She drifted back to sleep hoping morning would come soon.

Morning came and as Tara opened her eyes she came to realize her situation. She felt the thick diaper between her legs that has now become cold. She was uncomfortable and her diaper area was itchy. She looked at her clocked and noticed it was 7:15am. Being summer vacation she had no idea when her mother would wake up. She decided it was time to be the baby her mother was treating her like.

“WAAAAAAA!!!”

Tara started crying as loud as she could, hoping her mother would hear her. Pat didn’t come very quickly. She was enjoying her morning coffee in the kitchen when she heard Tara cry. She calmly got up from the table and got a bottle of milk from the fridge and put it in the microwave for a few seconds. When it was done she finished her coffee and then took the bottle up to Tara’s room. Tara was still crying when she arrived and saw the tears running down her face.

“Well good morning little one” she said. " Someone is a little cranky this morning".

Pat walked over to her bed and pulled back the sheets, only too see that her 17 year old daughter couldn’t make it through the night without wetting herself.

“My little baby didn’t have a dry night did she?” she teased. “As soon as you finish this bottle I"ll get you into a nice dry diaper” Pat said.

Pat sat on the bed and cradled Tara’s head in her lap and let Tara drink the bottle. She noticed the diaper was completely soaked and thought that that couldn’t be very good for her rash. Pat watched as Tara finished the bottle and liked how babyish she looked drinking like that.

When Tara was done Pat got her off the bed and onto the floor.

“Time to get you into a fresh diaper, sweetie.” Said Pat.

Pat undid the tapes and pulled the diaper out from under her. After cleaning her with wipes, she got some baby oil and smoothed it over her diaper area and then applied an ample amount of baby powder.

“This should help your diaper rash.” She said.

She finished putting a clean diaper on her daughter and sticking her pacifier back in her mouth.

“While I’m feeding you your breakfast we’ll go over your new rules for the rest of the summer.”

Tara couldn’t wait to hear what her mother had come up with, she knew it would be as embarrassing as her mother could think of though.

She followed her mother down to the kitchen. She went to sit at one of the places and then noticed the high chair at the far end of the table.

“Where did you get the highchair Mommy?” she asked.

“Believe it or not, that is yours from when you were a baby. I can’t believe I still had. After I put you to bed last night I went down to the crawlspace to see if I had kept any baby stuff. I’m not sure if you’ll fit into it though.”

“Well I fit into Kathy’s highchair.” Tara said.

Tara walked over to the highchair and Pat helped her up into it. Sure enough Tara fit right into it. It was actually just a bit larger than Kathy’s. The frame was mostly metal, being from such a long time ago. But it still had the vinyl padding for quick clean ups. It looked very babyish and Tara liked that she had her own highchair.

Pat walked behind her and tied on her new bib. This brought back the memories of the weekend when Kathy had done the same for her. She was looking forward to getting fed, but remembered that her mother didn’t buy any baby food the night before.

“I totally forgot to buy you your new food last night, so we’ll have to go out today and buy it. I also want to see about getting you a stroller, we’ll probably just head back to Wal-Mart again.”

Pat put a bowl off cut up fruit in front of Tara. Tara noticed there was no spoon or fork and just started eating with her hands. The juice from the fruit was getting all over her face and dribbling down onto her bib. Pat was this and started laughing. She quickly left the room and came back holding the digital camera.

“Smile Baby!!” she said.

Tara looked at the camera and gave her best baby smile and then went back to eating. Pat looked at the photo and laughed.

“That’s pretty cute. That’ll look good in the baby album I’m making of your second babyhood. We’ll be able to show your friends and family.”

This surprised Tara. Just when she thought her mother was warming up to her and this ‘punishment’ she goes and does something like this. Tara didn’t know how to respond, but it certainly changed her happy mood she was in.

“Now for your new rules that you must follow as a baby. I’m sure you know what babies can and can’t do from your babysitting, but I’ll tell you my rules.”

"Rule 1: You will be in diapers 24/7, in case you haven’t already noticed.
Rule 2: Only me or someone I give permission to can change your diapers
Rule 3: You may never ask for a diaper change, I will be checking your diapers regularily
Rule 4: I will change your diaper anytime and anywhere that I see fit
Rule 5: I will dress you at all times. What I put you in, you wear, no matter where we are going
Rule 6: You will only eat baby food and formula from a bottle
Rule 7: You will do as I tell you or you will be spanked, and that includes in public view

Tara was surprised and didn’t know what to say. She was now finished her breakfast and Pat walked over and cleaned her up. She had gotten juice all over her, thankfully the bib saved her cotton cami top that she was still wearing from the night before.

“Let’s get you changed into some clothes so we can go out.” Said Pat.

Tara was lead up to her room by her mother. When there Pat stripped the top off of Tara and went to Tara’s dresser and took out a bra and went over to Tara.

“Well I guess we can get rid of the panties but not the bras eh?” she smirked.

She slid it up her daughter’s arms and then fastened it around back. She then walked over to the closet and picked out one of Tara’s new sundresses. She told Tara to put her arms up and she quickly slid it down and let it fall over her body. It fit rather nicely and looked very toddlerish. She put Tara’s hair into pigtails with cute pink ribbons. She then grabbed the diaper bag and filled it with supplies. Extra diapers, wipes, powder, pacifier and change pad.

“Okay baby, let’s go. You can wear your sandals, they are down by the door.” Said Pat.

With such a loose fitting dress there was nothing to muffle the sound of the crinkling diapers. Tara noticed this and so did Pat. Pat smiled knowing that people would hear that her 17 year old was in diapers. When they got to the front door Tara sat down and put on her white sandals. When she was done they headed to Wal-Mart.

PART NINE

As they pulled into Wal-Mart, Tara noticed the parking lot was not that full. Being a Monday most people were at work and the kids were normally at camp. The diaper she was wearing was a little louder but certainly less physically noticeable than the day before. As they walked inside Pat noticed the photo studio again and decided to walk over and have a look. As they waked over Pat reached into the diaper bag and pulled out Tara’s pacifier and motioned for Tara to put it in her mouth.

“Mom , not here in public.” She cried

“Babies always suck on their pacifiers in public, now unless you want another spanking your better put it in your mouth.” She exclaimed.

“Excuse me,” started Pat, “do you do baby photos here?”

“Yes we do Ma’am” replied the sales girl. “Would you like to see some samples?”

The sales girl, about 26 in age, wavy brown hair down to her shoulders, opened an album and showed it to Pat. Pat noticed the studio was laid out very nursery style with lots of baby motifs. Some of the babies in the photos were dressed in dresses and sleepers and some just as cute as ever in just diapers and shirts. Pat really liked the ones of the little girls in party dresses that were short enough to really show off lots of diaper.

“Do I have to book an appointment, or can I just walk in?” asked Pat

“You have to book an appointment, we don’t have a photographer on site, so we have to book one. She is a really great photographer though, wonderful with babies.” She replied as she gave a strange glance Tara’s way.

Pat thought for a second and then looked at Tara. She had a really scared look on her face. She also noticed how cute she looked in her pigtails and pacifier sticking out of her mouth. Tara never thought her mother would do this. Tara would have to pose like a baby in diapers in front of a camera.

“When is you earliest appointment for baby photos?” she asked

The sales girl went to the appointment book and looked for the next day that the photographer was in.

“Mom, you can’t be serious, this is way too humiliating. You can’t make me do this.” Pleaded Tara.

“You’re the baby remember, you have no say in this. You are to do as I say. Remember what happens if you disobey me.” Said Pat

The sales girl returned and told Pat that the next available date was this coming Thursday at 10am. Pat made the appointment and Tara just about broke down and cried right there. She thought it might be cute, but she is not ready for this kind of public exposure just yet she thought.

Tara was now really nervous and her morning bottle was making its presence. Tara felt the need to pee and she had gotten to the point where even though she knew she had to pee she just let it go in her diaper. All the nervousness made her wet her and diaper and as the pee warmed her diaper and crotch she listened to the sales girl.

“I just need a few details for the photographer,” started the sales girl, “Is the baby a boy or girl?”

“It’s a girl, it’s my daughter that is being photographed.” Replied Pat.

“And what is your daughter’s age?” she asked.

“Well I would like to say 2, but this is my daughter right here, and as you can see,” she said holding up the diaper bag, “she is 17 and very much a little baby.” And pulled out a neatly folded disposable diaper.

“Your 17 year old daughter wears diapers?” she asked.

“Oh yes, she likes being a baby. At home she drinks form bottles and eats in a highchair. She even uses her diapers for their intended purpose.”

And with the perfect queue Pat lifted Tara’s dress and with perfect timing showed a very wet diaper to the girl. Tara had never been more humiliated in her life. She thought last night was embarrassing but this was much worse.

“Well I’ll put in the book that it is a 2 year old, but I’m going to make a note that it is actually a teenager having baby photos taken.” Said the girl.

The girl handed Pat an appointment card, and they continued their shopping. Tara was almost in tears, but she forced herself not to cry. She didn’t want to look more babyish than she did already. She just sucked on her paci and walked with her mother. She loved her diapers and she was starting to accept that this is how it was going to be, but being humiliated like that was very terrifying.

“Oh sweetheart, that was so perfect that you had a wet diaper when I lifted your dress. It really made you look like a baby that needed her diaper.” Said Pat gleefully.

As they walked through the baby section again, Pat filled the cart with baby food. All kinds ranging from meats to vegetables to fruits. She must have had a months supply for a real baby but only about 2-3 weeks supply for Tara. Pat was really getting into this motherhood thing again. She started looking at real baby clothes, even though they would never fit Tara. Tara had peed her diaper again, her nerves were really hitting her, and her diaper was getting heavy.

A few minutes later they found themselves in the women’s clothing section. She was looking at some really nice stuff for her for the summer. A few tops caught her interest and she put them in the cart. She also needed some new bras and headed for the lingerie. Tara noticed all the nice things, especially the panties. She knew she wouldn’t be wearing something like that for a while. To be honest it really didn’t bother her. She felt the warmth of her diaper around her and reached down to feel the soft plastic. She knew she would rather be in a diaper than panties.

Pat was looking at bras. As she grabbed one in her size and the style she liked, she noticed a few styles down, the nursing bras. She thought it was crazy, and really had no use for one, but she tossed one into the cart. Tara didn’t notice, otherwise she may have got suspicious.

Pat took Tara over to the shoes to she if she could find a really nice pair for her upcoming photo shoot. She looked at all the shelves and really couldn’t find anything until something caught her eye. At the end of an isle was a section of black patent mary-jane style shoes. They looked to be in pre-teen sizes, but thought Tara might be able to fit. She found the biggest size on the shelf and took them over to a bench and told Tara to sit down. Pat heard the heavy squish of Tara’s diaper and lifted her dress to take a check.

“Oh baby, you are soaked, I’m going to have to change you before we head home okay.” She stated.

She then took off Tara’s sandals and put on the new shoes. Surprisingly they fit, they may have been a little small, but they were perfect for the shoot and she wasn’t going to pass them up.

Pat noticed the shoe section was rather empty and with Tara already sitting on a long bench decided here would be fine to change her. She told Tara to lay down and then she pulled out the change pad.

“Mommy, you can’t change me out here, they’ll get angry” cried Tara through her pacifier.

“There’s no one here and I can’t leave you in this sopping mess. If you pee again you’ll leak everywhere. Now lift your bum so I can put the change pad underneath you.”

Tara lay on her back with her knees bent tried her best to get through this. Pat lifted Tara’s dress above her waist exposing the soaked diaper. She then started to undo the tapes, making that loud noise that they do. But no one seemed to notice. She pulled the soiled diaper out from under her and reached for the wipes.

“We really have to get rid of the mound of hair, it really doesn’t make you look like a baby.” Said Pat.

She wiped Tara really well and then pulled out a fresh diaper and opened it up. Tara lifted her bum and Pat slid it into place. She sprinkled a little bit of powder on the front of Tara’s crotch, just then a middle-aged female employee came up behind Pat and noticed the open diaper bag on the floor with the bundled up old diaper next to it.

“Ma’am, you can’t change diapers here in the store like that, you have to” the lady broke off when she reached the bench and saw how big the ‘baby’ was.

She saw the powdered mound of hair and looked very oddly at them.

“It was an emergency,” started Pat, “she was completely soaked and was starting to leak.”

Pat had an advantage in her situation with Tara, most people are too afraid to get involved. The sales lady saw the age of Tara and needing diapers that she decided to leave them alone and not get involved. As the lady left, Pat crossed Tara’s ankles and lifted her legs exposing her bare bum. She continued to powder her daughter. She let her bum back down on the diaper and continued to rub in the remaining powder. Tara let a little smile out from behind her pacifier. She was extremely embarrassed about her situation but was impressed that her mother seems to always get her way. It made her feel protected, that in such a vulnerable state her mother was taking care of her. With the powdering done, Pat taped the diaper into place and allowed her daughter to get up and she fixed her dress.

Tara sat on the bench as her mother finished cleaning up the supplies and putting everything into the diaper bag. Tara got up off the bench and gave her mommy a big hug.

“Thank you Mommy, you take good care of me.” She said.

Pat put the diaper bag in the cart and they headed for the check out.

Part Ten

When they got to the car Tara noticed a little boy sitting in a car seat.

“Mommy can I have a car seat?” she asked

“Well baby, I was thinking that since I found your highchair in the crawl space, there might be more stuff in there, it is really big and I didn’t have a lot of time to go through it before.” She responded.

“I still have to find you a dress for your photo shoot.”

“Oh yeah…that” Tara said sullenly. She was still not looking forward to that, but what she had just realized form her most recent diaper change, is that, as long as her mother is there, she really has nothing to worry about.

They got in the car and started to drive. Pat could only think of one place that might have the dress she is looking for in Tara’s size. She remembered a couple of Halloweens ago when some trick or treaters came to the door dressed as babies, they had said they got their outfits at a costume store. So Pat drove to a strip mall near their house that had a costume store.

When they entered they started to look around. Finding many different costumes of animals and pirates and the such. They searched and finally found what they came for. The party dress outfit cam in three colors, pink, blue and mint green. The costumes came with the dress, frilly pants and the white tights. Pat had a hard time deciding but finally chose the mint green, pink was too predictable. They paid for the dress and headed home.

It had been a couple of hours by now and Tara had been through a lot with two very embarrassing moments so close together. She sat in the back seat and looked out the window. Pat realized they had been out a while, the clock read 12:30pm, and Tara only had fruit for breakfast, she reached into the diaper bag and pulled out a bottle of juice and reached over and gave it to Tara. Tara took it and popped her pacifier out of her mouth and started sucking her bottle.

“When we get home baby, I want you to take a nap. It’s been a long morning. And while you are sleeping I’ll look further into the crawl space and see what I can find.”

When they got home Pat grabbed the diaper bag and the stuff from the trunk and they headed inside.

“Go upstairs baby.” Commented Pat.

Pat grabbed a bottle of formula from the fridge and put it in the microwave and heated it. While that was going on she put all the baby food in the cupboard. She set aside the costume and shoes until after Tara’s nap, she wanted her to try it on.

When the microwave beeped Pat grabbed the bottle and Tara’s bib off the highchair and headed upstairs. She entered her room and still saw her laying there with her eyes open. Pat went and sat on the bed and Tara sat up so her mother could put her bib on. Tara then lay back as her mother fed her her bottle. The warm formula hit her tummy nicely and she could barely stay awake to finish. At Kathy’s house she remembered the formula tasting not so great, but she was getting accustomed to it and was starting to find it quite soothing. She slowly drifted off to sleep.

Pat undid the bib and put her pacifier back in her mouth. Tara took the paci in her lips and instinctively, while asleep, started suckling. Pat held her in her lap stroking her hair noticing how peaceful and beautiful her baby was as her pacifier bobbed . She laid Tara on her bed and left the room to go to the crawl space.

Pat rummaged around for a while and in the far back came across some of the old baby stuff. She found Tara’s old playpen, cloth diapers, a ton of old baby toys and sure enough she found the old car seat. It wasn’t in the best shape and it certainly didn’t look like the car seats of today, but she figured if Tara wanted one she’ll take it. She knew with finding all this stuff that the stroller must be around here somewhere. She rummage some more and finally came upon the stroller. It was a little worse for wear and there was no way she could use it with Tara. She left it and decided that was enough for today and took the rest of the furniture upstairs. Pat put the car seat by the door and put the playpen in the living room. She didn’t set it up, but she thought it would be perfect when she had to get housework done.

Pat remembered she still had a bag of clothes of her own that she bought. She took the bag upstairs to her room and put everything away. When she came to her bras she noticed, that yes, she had bought a nursing bra. She couldn’t figure out why, she can’t lactate, and the chances of Tara wanting to suck on her breast to too far to fathom. Anyway, she put the bra in her drawer with the rest and went to check on Tara.

Tara was still sleeping soundly and Pat went over, lifted her dress and checked her still dry diaper. Pat turned on the baby monitor, that she had forgotten before and left the room. She went downstairs and grabbed a nice relaxing cup of tea.

A while later Tara woke up with the strong urge to poop. She hadn’t pooped since Kathy’s but there was no putting it off. She quickly released her bowels filling her diaper. The relief was great and at the same time she also flooded her diaper with pee. She was still tired so she rolled over and tucked herself into the fetal position. This caused the poop to squish all over, and Tara smiled.

Pat finished watching her show and realized it was now 3pm and Tara had been napping for almost 2 ½ hours. She got and went to Tara’s room. This time she didn’t have to physically check the diaper, the smell caught her as she entered the room and knew what she did.

“Wake up babycakes” said Pat

Tara had already been awake a couple of minutes.

“Hi Mommy, I’m poopy,” Tara said in a babyish tone from behind the pacifier.

“Yes you are and Mommy is going to give you a nice bath before dinner.”

Pat stood Tara up from her bed and took off the sundress. She then took off her bra and left her standing there in her messy diaper. It was starting to sag from the wait and Pat took her right into the bathroom and started running the water. As the water filled up Pat took off Tara’s diaper and folded it up. When the water was full Tara got in the tub and Pat started to clean her off. Just before taking her out of the tub Pat went and got Tara razor she used for shaving her legs and some shaving cream.

“It’s time to get rid of this.” She said point to her last bit of womanhood.

Pat quickly and expertly shaved Tara’s mound till it was baby smooth. Pat liked the way it looked, she looked like a baby now. In Tara’s room Pat put Tara into clean diaper, making sure to use more baby oil to make her feel baby smooth for sure. Pat put one of Tara’s small shirts on her and let her stay in just her diaper. Pat led Tara to the kitchen and popped her up in the highchair. After her bib was tied around her neck she was given a sippy cup of juice. She watched as her mother prepared her real baby food dinner.

Dinner didn’t go very well. Tara had a very hard time eating the gross baby food. A couple of times she gagged and almost spit everything out, but she managed to keep it down with the help of lots of juice. Tara did enjoy being spoon fed, especially when her mommy did the old airplane routine.

After dinner Pat cleaned Tara up and told her to go into the other room and play with the old toys she had found while she cleaned up in the kitchen. Pat also had to have her own dinner, which was just a simple spaghetti and salad dinner. Afterward, Pat wanted Tara to try on the outfit for the pictures. Pat got the outfit and brought it over to Tara. Pat took off Tara’s shirt and then started to slide up the white tights as Tara stood there. Pat liked the way the white tights looked over the diaper and the rustling sound that they made. She then put the mint green dress over Tara’s head and pulled it into place and then zipped up the zipper at the back. The final touch was the patent shoes. When everything was on Pat took an overall look at her daughter. She was very pleased, Tara looked absolutely adorable. The only thing she had a problem with was the length of the dress, it was a bit too long. She walked over and held the hem of the dress up a little higher exposing more diaper.

“That’s much better, your diaper has to show more for it to look perfect. I’ll just make the adjustments before Thursday.” She said.

Tara saw her reflection in the mirror in the hallway and was amazed how young she looked. The whole package, diapers and pigtails and baby dress really made her look like a baby, except for her size of course.

“Wow, mommy, I really do look like a baby in this dress.” Said Tara.
“Yes sweetie, you are going to look adorable in your pictures.” She replied.

Pat undressed Tara and put her back in just her shirt and diaper and put the dress aside for later when she could shorten it. For the rest of the night they sat on the couch together watching movies until about 9pm when it was time for Tara to go to bed. As usual Tara went up to her room and Pat grabbed a bottle of formula and warmed it in the microwave, she then grabbed Tara’s bib and took it upstairs. Pat changed Tara’s wet diaper and then fed her the bottle. Tara slowly drifted off to sleep and Pat put her paci in her mouth and she started suckling. Pat left the room and went off to hem the dress for Thursday.

Tara’s Perfect summer by Baby TJ

PART ELEVEN

The next two days went rather routinely. Pat would wake up Tara and change her diaper and fed her breakfast and Tara would play with her toys. When Pat did house work she would put Tara in the playpen. Tara was finding it easier to swallow the baby food even though she still didn’t find the taste to appetizing. She did get a spanking on Wednesday when Pat would not let her outside to play in the backyard and she threw a bit of a tantrum which gave her an afternoon in her room with a sore backside.

But it was now Thursday morning, the morning of the photo shoot. Pat woke Tara up at about 7:30am.

“Good morning baby, today is a big day for you isn’t it?” she said.

“Today’s my picture day Mommy.” She replied.

“That’s right so we have to get you looking and smelling like a pretty baby. So let’s get you in the tub.”

Pat got Tara out of bed and took her diaper and shirt off and took her to the bathroom. She drew a nice warm bath and scrubbed Tara head to toe. She even shaved her legs to make them real smooth.

After the bath Tara laid on the floor to get her diaper put on. Pat grabbed the baby oil and applied a liberal amount to her diaper area and also rubbed it all over her legs and arms.

“Why are you putting baby oil all over me Mommy?” Tara asked.

“Because this will make you smell nice and will make your skin feel very soft like a real baby would feel.” Replied Pat.

She was right. Tara felt her arms and honestly, she had never felt her skin feel that smooth before. Pat also applied a lot of baby powder and even rubbed it in her tummy and chest, just for extra scent. Once diapered Pat grabbed the tights and pulled them up her legs and then told Tara to stand while she pulled them up over her diaper. She grabbed the dress and pulled it down over Tara’s head and zipped up the back. Tara noticed how short the dress was now. The diaper was very visible without even having to bend over. There was about two inches of diaper below the bottom of the dress. Pat was very pleased with the changes.

“Okay baby sit down while Mommy puts on your shoes. The new length is perfect, your diaper will show up very nicely in the photographs.”

Pat put on the shoes and then put Tara’s hair up in pigtails again. She also found matching mint green ribbon for her hair. Tara looked in her mirror and couldn’t believe how much she looked like a baby from those photos. With the diaper showing and the pigtails and her pacifier hanging out of her mouth she was definitely a baby. With the dress so short and nothing to hide the diaper, the crinkling noise was able to escape for all ears to hear. Although, with the diaper in plain site, the crinkling isn’t what gave it away.

Pat put Tara in her highchair and tied on her bib. This morning’s breakfast was oatmeal and apple juice. The oatmeal was bland and tasteless, but better than some of the food she had to eat. After Pat spoon fed her and she finished her juice she was cleaned up and were heading out to Wal-Mart.

Tara was pretty quiet on the way to the store. She was really nervous about what was going to happen. How would the photographer react to her? How would the employees react? She was starting to feel sick to her stomach.

Pat noticed how quiet Tara was and tried to reassure her.

“It’s okay baby, Mommy is going to be there.” Pat was enjoying her daughter’s embarrassment and new Tara didn’t want to go through with it. She knew Tara was going to get stairs, but she also knew people would have an opinion of her as a mother as well.

When they walked into the store the greeter gave them a very confused look. He even decided to day away and didn’t greet them at all. Many of the other shoppers were also looking at them. Tara almost ran from the store, but knew she would be in big trouble and get a huge spanking if she did. They walked over to the portrait studio the same girl from the other day was there again. She saw Tara and of course the exposed diaper and greeted them. She tried to be as professional as she could and didn’t make any comments or gestures.

“Hi, all ready for your pictures? Just follow me into the studio.” She instructed.

“Well Mom, you did a great job, she looks just like the other baby girls in the photo album, she might just pass for a real baby after all.” The sales girl commented.

Pat smiled and followed her into the studio. It was a rather large studio. At one end was a platform with beige carpet and baby blue walls. The walls were decorated with little bunnies and rainbows and all sorts of babyish things. The platform was full of stuffed toys and other toys and rattles and the such. At the other end it was decorated like a nursery. It had a crib, rocking chair and change table. The changing table was even stocked with supplies to make it look like it was in someone’s home. It had a few stacks of diapers underneath and a box of wipes and a bottle of baby powder. It looked very genuine. Tara sat in a chair against the wall and Pat went outside to talk to the photographer.

“Hi, I’m Pat, are you the photographer?” asked Pat.

“Yes I am, call me Grace. You are the one with the teenager having baby photos done, right?” she asked.

Grace was an early fifties woman with long black hair, with quite a bit of grey starting to move in. She was very pleasant looking and soft spoken.

“Yes, that’s right,” she replied. “I know this is a little strange to you, but could you please treat her like all of your other babies. You see, she may be 17 but she acts and looks like a baby. She wears and uses diapers and drinks from a bottle and eats in a highchair.” Pat informed her.

“Well you are right, this is very strange for me. But you are the one paying so I will do my best for you.” She replied.

The two of them walked into the room and Grace was actually taken back by what she saw.

“Oh my, child, you are absolutely adorable.” She exclaimed.

Grace was certainly not expecting what she saw. She expected to see a girl who looked like a teenager and some sort of baby get up, but what she saw was a real baby. The whole package.

“So she actually does everything a real baby does?” asked Grace.

“Everything. I have a diaper bag right here in case she needs to be changed and I have a bottle of juice for her too. Complete with baby wipes and powder.” She responded.

“Well let’s get her over to the platform, we’ll start with a couple of pretty poses.” Grace said.

Grace noticed Tara sucking on the pacifier and the cute pigtails. Grace really didn’t have a hard time looking at Tara as a baby. The only difference was the size and weight. She couldn’t pick up Tara and put her in poses like with a normal baby, but being 17 she was able to understand and do as she was told.

Grace had Tara sit with her legs crossed and smiling, she left the pacifier in her mouth for the first few and then took some without the pacifier. The next pose had Tara on all fours like she was crawling. Her butt was mostly facing the camera so it was a really good diaper shot. Another pose had Tara standing, reaching up as if she was trying to grab something. This pulled the dress way up and expose her waistline where the diaper and tights stopped and her belly started. This one was extremely cute, especially with the ruffled top of the diaper sticking out of the tights.

“Do you have a baby bottle you can give her?” asked Grace

“Yes, I have one with juice in it.” Replied Pat and she reached into the diaper bag and gave it to Tara. Pat took the pacifier and held onto it.

“I have a really cute idea. Mom can you go over and take Tara’s shoes and tights off. Let’s get a couple of photos with just the dress and diaper.” Said Grace.

“Okay now baby, lay on your back with your knees bent and turn your head to look at the camera. And put the bottle in your mouth.” Ordered Grace.

Tara did as she was told and the pose was perfect. Pat felt like she really had a two year old having her pictures taken. She looked like a baby and any hint of a teenager seemed to have disappeared. Grace took a couple of shots from out front and then moved the camera closer to the platform and in between Tara’s legs. She wanted a straight on shot looking down on Tara with the same pose.

“Okay baby, give me a big smile” Grace said in a cooing sort of tone.

“Okay, now I want you to grab your feet with your right hand and pull them toward your mouth, you know that pose that lots of babies do when they play with there feet.”

Grace grabbed Tara’s legs and tried to put them into place where she wanted them.

“Wow, your baby’s skin really is soft.” Commented Grace.

Tara was extremely nervous this whole time. She knew her Mommy was there but there was also a grown woman she didn’t know that was seeing her like this and in great detail. She felt really babyish and her dreams of being a baby were definitely in full force. The bottle her mother had given her was now half done. With all her nervousness she had just started drinking it down without noticing. She was also faced with another problem, she had to pee. Normally she would just let it go, but she didn’t know this person and really didn’t feel like wetting her diaper in front of her. She wanted to hold it. She also didn’t want her mommy to get upset for ruining the pictures by wetting her diaper. Tara was getting scared of what to do and with her mommy across the room and only Grace in view, Tara started to cry.

The tears welled up in her eyes and a second later,

“Mooooooommmyyyyy!” she cried through her sobs. “WAAAAAA!”

Tara was crying as hard as she could. She was scared, had to pee and was around a stranger. Pat went over and got Tara. She cradled her in her arms to try and calm her down.

Grace took this opportunity to grab a break.

“Why don’t we take a ten minute break while you get her cleaned up.” She said.

“It’s okay baby Mommy is here, there is nothing to be afraid of.” With that Pat felt Tara’s diaper get warm and saggy.

“Awww, is that what is the matter, my baby needs to be changed? That’s okay we’ll get you al cleaned up in a minute.”

When Tara started crying she couldn’t hold her pee anymore and just let it flow. She was in her Mommy’s arms and felt safe to do it. As Grace walked back into the room Pat was right in the middle of changing Tara’s diaper. Grace saw the clean shaven crotch and was amazed the detail that Pat had gone to, to make Tara look just right. Grace watched the rest of the diaper change and watched how Tara just sucked on her pacifier the whole time. Grace took this opportunity to snap a few shots of the diaper change.

“Okay when you are done, there is one more pose I want to do over there before moving to the nursery for a few shots.” Grace said.

Tara was feeling much better after that time out and with a fresh diaper was ready to pose again. The nest pose Grace wanted was for Tara to stand with her back to the camera and then look at the camera upside down between her legs. Once again this was a great diaper shot that Pat was pleased with and on top of that it was incredibly cute.

There was only about 15 minutes left in their one hour shoot, so they quickly moved to the nursery for a few quick ones. The first one Grace put Pat in the picture sitting in the rocking chair and then had Tara sit on her lap and snuggle up to her. With her diaper showing and her pacifier in her mouth it really looked like mother and baby having time together. A perfect shot.

“Now it’s time for a crib shot dear” said Grace.

Tara was too tall to stand in the crib but when kneeling, it looked great. She hung on to the railing and smiled for the camera. And finally the last pose also included Pat. She wanted Tara in front of the changing table on her knees, to look short, holding a diaper up to her mommy, as if she is ready for a change.

The shoot was finally over and all the pictures had been taken. With the new technology Grace had used a very high quality digital camera for the shoot and would be able to go through the pictures right away with Pat and print the ones she wanted. Pat put Tara’s shoes back on but left the tights off, and they left the room. Pat went with Grace to another room to look over the pictures. In all about 35 pictures had been taken and Pat was pleased with them all. She chose 15 different poses including one of the diaper change and Grace printed them out for her.

“You made some great choices of the shots. If you need duplicates made or want some enlarged for other reasons, just bring in the photo to the photo lab here and they’ll do it for you.” Grace said.

“Thank you very much, you did a wonderful job.” Pat said

“Well to be honest with you it was like photographing a real baby. Not much different, to be honest.” Admitted Grace.

It was now about 11:45am. Pat wanted to get Tara home to get her a nap. It had been a great morning and Pat was very happy with the results. The drive home took a while as there was an accident on their route. Tara sat quietly and looked out the window. She was getting a few stares from other cars in the stand still traffic jam, but after what she just went through , this was easy.

When they finally got home is was 12:45. Tara headed up to her room and Pat went to the kitchen for some formula and her bib. Pat took Tara’s dress off and put her in a t-shirt for her nap. She bibbed her and then fed her the bottle. Tara was starting to get used to this sleeping pattern and had no trouble going for a nap. When she finished the bottle she drifted off to sleep. Pat held the pacifier to her lips and she took it.

PART TWELVE

It was now Saturday and Tara was almost through her first week as a baby. She woke up to her room filled with sun. It was another nice summer day with a temperature around 85F.

“Mommy!” Tara called from her room.

A few seconds later Pat entered the room and saw her little one sitting on the edge of her bed.

“Good morning, Pumpkin. Another wet night I see. You haven’t had a dry night since we started this.” She commented pointing to the diaper.

“What’s wrong Tara?” Pat asked

“Yesterday” she responded. “You took it too far. Everyone was staring at me like I was weird”.

“Well, you wanted to know what it was like to be a baby, right?” she asked.

Pat got Tara out of bed and changed her into a fresh diaper. She put her in a pink t-shirt that came to just above the diaper. Pat then went to the dresser and pulled out Tara’s black shortalls and dressed her daughter. The usual pigtails were put in place and off to the kitchen they went for breakfast. Tara was spoon fed her usual breakfast and then cleaned up and left to play while Mommy cleaned up and had her breakfast.

"How would you like to go to the park today, sweetie?"asked Pat.

“Yeah, please…oh wait…are you going to show me off again like yesterday?”

“No, I’ll cover your diapers, but if I have to change you, I’ll change you right there” she replied.

“Okay then” agreed Tara

Tara did really enjoy her diapers and she was enjoying the baby part, but her mother was going to far sometimes. She didn’t know if she could last another 5 weeks of this.

“Just let me pack a few things and get your diaper bag ready and we’ll be off, okay?” said Pat.

Pat went to the fridge and grabbed two bottles of formula and a bottle of juice. Then went to the cupboard and picked out a couple of jars of baby food, some pureed bananas, peaches and a jar of strained carrots. She packed for herself a salad, ham sandwich and a bottle of water. She then went to Tara’s room and packed up the diaper bag and brought it downstairs. She put the food stuff in a cooler and packed Tara’s bib and bottles in the diaper bag. She also pack a big picnic blanket.

“Okay baby, put your sandals on and we can go to the park” Pat said.

Before she could finish Tara was by the front door with one sandal already on. She didn’t know how crowded it would be, but it was better than always being in the house or backyard.

The park was just a few blocks away and so they decided to walk. Tara had her paci and was suckling happily. It took them about 5 minutes to walk there and as they turned the corner and were in eye shot of the park Tara saw it was pretty busy, but was excited to see other kids and toddlers playing. She was hoping she could play along with them. She liked playing with kids, she remembered weeks ago she was babysitting Kathy’s kids. She always did like kids, that’s why she really enjoyed babysitting.

They walked over and Tara was a little apprehensive about finding other kids to play with. She actually knew some of them. They were all neighborhood kids, even Pat knew some of the parents. Tara ended up in the sandbox with about 4 other kids. The whole play area was quite big. There were swings, teeter-totters, slides, jungle gyms the works. It was quite the park and the neighborhood parents loved it.

Pat saw that Tara was settled in and playing and found a bench in the shade off to the side of the whole play area. She put the picnic basket and diaper bag down beside her and pulled out a book and started reading.

Over at the sandbox Tara was making new friends. The kids that were in the box with her didn’t know her so at least she didn’t have to feel weird.

“How come you have a pacifier?” a little girl asked.
“Because I like to use them?” said Tara
“My Mommy only lets me have mine when I go to sleep.” She said.
“I get mine whenever I want” said Tara, feeling pretty lucky after hearing that.

Tara noticed her padded bottom, she knew she wasn’t the only diapered one here. The girl was about 3 years old, maybe 4. She had red hair, it was short, cut to the top of the neck. She was cute and seemed comfortable around Tara. The others in the box were 2 other girls and a boy. The boy was probably about 5, Tara could really tell. He was playing quietly to himself making quite the digging exposition.
The one other girl was close to the same age as the first girl and looked to be diapered as well. The last girl was 7 and was clearly not diapered.

The girl with the red hair looked at Tara for a second with a quizzical look on her face. Tara looked at her and blushed and the next question.

“Do you wear diapers too?” she asked.
“Yes,” replied Tara, “I have to wear them all the time.”

The 7 year old heard this and started in on the conversation.

“Why do you wear diapers?” she asked
“Because I need them. If I don’t wear one I pee my pants and wet my bed. That’s why my Mommy always puts me in a diaper.” Tara said.
“But diapers are for babies, not big kids. You are too old for them.” She commented.
“No I’m not, diapers are for people who need them!” she exclaimed.

The 7 year old left and now it was just Tara and the toddlers. They started having a really good time playing together. They were laughing and giggling having fun digging in the sand. Pat had read about 20 pages of her book and looked up to check in on Tara. She saw her having a great time and didn’t want to interrupt her so she got up and walked over to the sandbox.

“Baby, are you having a good time with your new friend?” she asked
“Yes Mommy she is very nice.” Tara replied.
“Are you thirsty at all, do you want your bottle of juice?” asked Pat
“No Mommy, I’m okay for now, I’m having fun playing.” Replied Tara
“Okay but if you get thirsty or hungry you come to me and I’ll get it for you okay?” said Pat.

Just as Pat was going to leave she put her hands down the front of Tara’s shortalls to check her diaper. She was still dry, but Pat could feel the heat under her pants. It was turning into a hot, humid day and she was worried about Tara getting too hot. Pat went back to her bench and returned to her reading.

Tara and the redhead had now moved to the swings. The redhead’s mother was also watching on them. Tara was pushing the redhead in the swing when the redhead’s mother came over.

“Hi I’m Casey’s mom” she said.

“Hi, I’m Tara,” she replied as the pacifier dropped out of her mouth and hung by the little clip.

“I’ve been watching you play with my daughter for the last little bit. I’m curious as to why you have a pacifier in your mouth?” she asked

“Because her mommy let’s her have her pacifier whenever she wants?” Casey interrupted. “She wears diapers too mommy, like me” she added.

“I don’t understand” Casey’s mom said confused.

Pat had seen the woman approach Tara and decided to head over. She got there just in time to field the question at hand.

“Hi, I’m Tara’s mom, Pat.” She started, “You see I caught my daughter wearing diapers and acting like a baby over at a neighbors house and she seemed to be really enjoying it, so as punishment for lying to me, I am making her be a baby for the rest of summer vacation. And honestly she is really enjoying it.”

Pat loved this opportunity to embarrass her daughter. Tara turned a bright red and hung her head. She didn’t want to make eye contact with Casey’s mom. She didn’t mind little kids knowing about her diapers and baby stuff, they really are too young to make any real opinions of it, but having adults hear her story made her uneasy.

“Well I find that kind of harsh. But if you say she is enjoying it, and from me watching them for the last while, I think she is. It is an interesting way of punishment, though.” Casey’s mom said.

“Well we have to get going, we have a family function this afternoon and I have to get Casey a nap before we go. Maybe we’ll see each other here again. By the way I’m Connie.” Said Casey’s mom.

“It was nice to meet you Connie, I’m sure we’ll meet again.” Said Pat.

Pat could see the sweat on Tara’s face. She had been pushing Casey for a while and it was very hot. She checked Tara’s diaper again, it was dry but damp from all the sweat, even her thighs were covered in sweat.

“Let’s find you some shade sweetheart, you’re very hot. And I want you to have something to drink” said Pat.

Pat brought her over to the bench that was shaded. She pulled out the big picnic blanket and spread it out. She told Tara to sit down and Pat sat down beside. She reached into the cooler and pulled out Tara’s bottle of juice. She grabbed the bib from the diaper bag and tied in on Tara. Tara lay her head in her mom’s lap and started drinking. At the same time Pat undid the buckles on Tara’s shortalls and proceeded to take them off.

“I’m not dirty Mommy” said Tara.

“I know baby but it’s very hot and you are getting too hot, I want you in just your diaper for a while until you cool down” said Pat.

“But Mommy, everyone will see me” she cried.

“It’s okay, babies go outside in just their diapers all the time, no one will say anything. You were out in the backyard in just your diaper yesterday” said Pat

“But that was in the backyard” Tara retorted.

“Listen,” Pat said in a stern tone, “if I want you in just your diaper then you will wear just your diaper. You remember the rules don’t you, or would you like a nice spanking right in front of everyone?”

“Yes, I’ll behave Mommy” replied Tara. She really didn’t want another spanking. She had a couple already and that had been enough.

Tara laid back and finished her juice. The cool breeze and shade felt really good. When she was done she sat up next to her Mommy and watched the other kids play. It was almost 11:30am and a few people had left to go home for lunch, but more had come to take their spot. Tara wanted to play some more but she knew her Mommy would not put her pants back on. She put her pacifier back in her mouth and allowed her bladder to empty into her diaper and sat and watched the other kids.

Tara’s Perfect summer by Baby TJ

And lo! Tis done.

Tara’s Perfect summer by Baby TJ

Is it done? Or will people be looking for more chapters?

Tara’s Perfect summer by Baby TJ

Great story although I though the initial part with Kathy was rather mixed with the language as Tara was supposed to be 2 and not 17. The second part with her Mother was much better, but I would have liked theer to have been more of her during the summer holiday. Did Pat keep Tata as a baby for the whole summer, how did Tara react and how did her friends react when they saw her dressed as a toddler? Please add more!!!

Re: Tara’s Perfect summer by Baby TJ

Too bad there isn’t more to this. We have the most complete version … I found it on another site, but it stopped at the end of the photo shoot. I ended up finding it through a google search on certain terms, and then I did a search for the exact title and hit this. I’m sure I read it before, but had forgotten we had it.

Sorry to necro it, but it is one of the better stories if you are looking for a story in which the main feature is the babying of someone. I did think the mother’s actions were a bit inconsistent - sometimes she was nice and sometimes she was a witch. Unfortunately this is another one of those stories where the writer didn’t know where (s)he was going to go with it, and ended up just running out of ideas.