The Dollhouse by NeEKOlAh!
Jordan followed behind the others slowly, “I can’t go to Kayla’s. What am I gonna say? What will happen now?” She thought to herself.
“Hurry up there, pokey girl” Pam chuckled as she stopped to wait for Jordan. When Jordan came closer, Pam held her hand out for Jordan.
Jordan felt like crying right then and there, she was moments from her fate. Everyone was going to know she had an accident in the diaper.
Pam took her hand and pulled her gently up with the rest of them.
“Here we are!” Susan called. Kayla took off for the garage door, and Susan called out to her. “Young lady, make sure you wait for me to take that snow suit and boots off you before you go inside! You know they are not allowed in the house.”
They got inside the garage where Kayla was eagerly waiting for them. “Geez mommy, I waited here forever, you guys are so slow!” Kayla said sarcastically and shook her head.
Susan chuckled and walked over to her daughter, “Ok lie down on the rug and I’ll get these wet clothes off you baby.”
Kayla laid down on the rug and Susan pulled her boots off and unzipped the snowsuit and helped Kayla out of it. Revealing her small frame and her purple overalls with a big teddy bear on the overall bib. Susan pulled her hat off and tried to smooth the hairs down that seemed to float from static.
“There you go, honey, Jordan do you want me to help you as well?” Susan asked.
Jordan shook her head, “I’m still kinda cold, can I wear this a little longer?” Feeling her heart beat faster, knowing that she would have to reveal the sagging diaper soon enough.
“Sorry honey, I don’t allow wet snowsuits in the house with my new wood floors. If you would rather Pam help you that is fine.” Susan replied.
Pam looked at Jordan, “Do you want me to help you?”
Jordan thought that maybe if she could do it herself, she could pull the wet diaper off herself and hide it in the garage, and maybe find one of Kayla’s when she came inside. But that would mean that they would have to let her undress by herself.
“You guys can go in, I’ll get it.” Jordan said hopefully.
“Nonsense, sweetheart, these snow suits are a nuisance.” Susan said as she took Jordan’s hand.
“NO! I don’t want you to help me, I don’t want Pam to help me, I can do it myself! Just leave me alone!” Jordan snapped as she pulled her hand from Susans.
Susan, obviously hurt, stood back up. “Ok, I’m sorry, I was only trying to help. I’ll be inside when you ladies are finished here.”
Pam looked at Jordan, “What’s the matter? Why did you snap at her? She is only trying to be nice.”
“Because I don’t want her to help me, and I don’t need your help. I want to do it myself. I am not a little kid!” Jordan said as she began to cry.
“Jordan, you must be over tired, I’ll be inside. You take this off then, just like a big girl and come in when you are done. Then after we eat, you can lay down.” Pam said softly. She walked in the door leaving Jordan alone and in hopes of achieving her plan.
Jordan took her boots off and quickly unzipped the snow suit and stepped out of it. She looked down at her front and saw the dark pink spots. “Oh no. It went through!” She could feel her eyes burn as she tried to hold back more tears. “Maybe they won’t see it. Please don’t let them see it!” She said to herself.
She unbuckled her overalls and let them drop to her ankles. She pulled the tabs on her saggy diaper and pulled it off. It was very wet and very full. She folded it over and set it down. She pulled her overalls up and fought to buckle them back up. She looked around for a place to put the diaper, she saw a big garbage bin and quickly snuck over to it and tossed it inside. As she got back to the door, it opened.
“Are you ok out here sweety?” Pam said as she peeked her head out.
“Yes, just got the snow suit off.” Jordan replied as her face got red. She was hoping she could get away with her plan. And hoping that Pam would not see the dark spots where she was wet.
“Well come on inside, Susan is making some soup and Kayla is waiting to play with you.” Pam said as she opened the door wider to let Jordan through.
Jordan snuck by, and into the house.
“Jordan come play with me!” Kayla yelled and waved her hand to motion Jordan to follow.
Jordan started walking towards Kayla, and Kayla looked at her pants funny.
“Jordan did y-”
“What would you like to do?” Jordan interrupted.
Kayla shrugged, “Come to my room.”
Jordan followed Kayla upstairs and the two went into her room.
Jordan noticed the changing table in the corner with stacks of diapers. “This is my room. But we aren’t gonna play here. I just want to show you my new Rugrats bed.” Kayla said. Jordan smiled and nodded, "Nice.
“Come on Jordan, let’s go into the playroom. I have lots of toys we can play with.”
Jordan followed Kayla out the door, eyeing the diapers once more.
“Kayla, I need to go to the bathroom first, where is it?” Jordan asked.
Kayla smiled, “Yeah, it looks like you need to go there before you wet your pants again.”
“I didn’t wet my pants! They got wet from the snow!” Jordan snapped.
“Well then how come mine didn’t?” Kayla shot back.
“I don’t know, just don’t tell Pam and your mom.”
Kayla giggled, “The bathroom is over there.” She pointed to the door down the hall.
Jordan walked slowly and watched Kayla prance into her playroom. Jordan turned around and snuck down the hall to Kayla’s room, darting past the doorway of the playroom. She got into Kayla’s room and grabbed a diaper and snuck back down the hall to the bathroom.
She closed the door and laid on the floor and began to put the diaper on. She couldn’t seem to figure it out right but got it together enough that it would stay up.
She pulled her clothes back on and ran down the hall to the playroom. As she neared the door Susan called up the stairs, “Lunch is ready girls! Come eat!”
Kayla shot out of her room and down the stairs. Jordan followed slowly behind.
After lunch, Pam looked at Jordan, “Will you please come with me?”
Jordan stood up and followed Pam into the bathroom. “What’s wrong Pam?”
Pam shook her head, and unbuckled one of Jordan’s straps and reached her hand inside to feel her diaper. “Good girl, you are dry! Do you need to go potty?”
Jordan backed away a little embarrassed that Pam had just done what she did. “I can do it myself.”
Pam smiled, “Let me help you get the diaper off then.” She said as she unbuckled the other strap and let the pants fall to the floor.
“No, Pam, please I can do it.” Jordan pleaded.
But Pam went from smiling to a straight look. “Jordan, this is not the diaper I put on you this morning.”
Jordan’s face got red, “Yes it is.”
“No, honey, it’s not. This one has a cloth covering, the other one was plastic. And not to mention, it’s taped wrong and if you would have used this, it would have leaked, so thank goodness you didn’t. Why do you have this diaper on?”
Jordan hung her head, “This is too the one. Please let me go to the bathroom alone.”
Pam walked out of the bathroom and Jordan sat there. She didn’t have to go, she just felt awful that she lied and also for the fact she was just caught.
After a few minutes Jordan came out of the bathroom. Pam was sitting with Susan in the guest area and they were talking softly.
“Where’s Kayla?” Jordan asked meekly.
“I just put her down for her nap, there is another sleeping bag out there for you too. Why don’t you go lay down too.” Susan said.
Jordan nodded. As she walked away Susan called her back again. “Actually Jordan?”
“Yeah?” Jordan answered.
“Come here once.”
Jordan walked over by Susan, “What happened here?” She said pointing to Jordan’s almost dry dark spots.
“It got wet from the snow.” She said softly.
“In a snowsuit? How does that work?” Susan asked.
Jordan hung her head and just shrugged. She could feel her eyes stinging as the tears began to stream down.
“Jordan, did you have an accident today?” Susan asked.
Jordan looked at Pam, “Can we go back to your house please?”
Pam didn’t answer.
“Jordan, you are not in trouble, but I need to know. I don’t want another one to happen unprotected.” Susan explained.
Jordan’s tears went from falling to streaming, she ran over to Pam and plopped her head on her lap. “Please I wanna go. I lied, Im sorry. I don’t wanna be here anymore, I wanna go home, I want my mommy.”
Pam pulled Jordan into a hug, “I know, it’s ok.” She said as she rocked back and forth.
Susan stood up and walked into the living room where Kayla was already sound asleep. She then went into her office.
Jordan continued to cry out of shame and humiliation. “I don’t wanna wear diapers Pam. What is wrong with me? Why do I have accidents? And why do I have all these dreams about you?”
Pam pulled Jordan away, “Dreams? About me? What do you mean?”
Jordan calmed down and sniffled a little. “I see you in my dreams all the time, even before I met you.”
“Let’s get you down for a nap and you and I will talk about this when you get up ok? Do you still have that diaper on?”
Jordan shook her head, “No I don’t want it.”
Pam replied, “Well this is not my house and I would hate for you to have an accident here unprotected.”
“I promise I won’t Pam. Please I don’t wanna wear it.” Jordan replied.
Pam nodded, “I can’t make you wear one, but try to stay dry. I can come wake you if you want.”
Jordan shook her head, “I won’t have a accident.”
Pam shrugged, knowing that Susan would have laundry in a few hours. She stood up and led Jordan to the living room to a sleeping bag next to Kayla. Kayla was already asleep, with her thumb in her mouth and a half-empty bottle in her other hand.
“Why does she have a bottle?” Jordan whispered.
Pam shrugged, “Don’t worry about that. You just lie down here.”
Jordan hated not knowing things, she sighed and laid down while Pam zipped the sleeping bag up and tucked her in.
Jordan watched Pam walk out of the living room.
Pam walked back into the guest area and sat down and waited for Susan, knowing she had a quick important phone call to make for work.
Jordan looked at Kayla, she seemed so peaceful with her blankies and bottle, and her thumb in her mouth. Jordan envied how comfortable Kayla was.
Jordan eyed the bottle in her hand, it looked like it was just some apple juice. She was tempted to take it from her and suck on it a little.
She sat up and looked around, she didn’t hear anything, and she didn’t see anyone. She carefully plucked the bottle from Kayla’s hand and put it in her mouth.
Jordan laid down and continued to suck on it, just then Susan walked out of her office and caught Jordan with the bottle in her mouth.
“Oh honey, would you like your own?” Susan asked, startling Jordan.
Jordan threw the bottle back over by Kayla, “No… um… I don’t want one.”
Susan nodded, “Ok, just let me know if you do.”
“I don’t use bottles, I was just looking at it.” Jordan lied.
Susan shook her head, “Yea I noticed.”
Jordan felt so embarrassed. She watched Susan walk out into the kitchen. “Great, now she’ll tell Pam.”
Jordan continued to lay there until she finally drifted off to sleep.
Jordan woke up to Pam shaking her, “Jordan, time to get up and go potty.”
She rolled over and stretched. She knew it was good timing because her bladder was sore with pressure.
“Pam I gotta go now really bad.” Jordan said worried.
Pam yanked her up and rushed her into the bathroom, “Hold on, we’re almost there.”
Jordan squeezed her muscles as well as she could manage. She was doing good besides the few dribbles that pushed their way out.
Pam started to unbuckle the straps and pulled the overalls to the floor. She quickly sat Jordan on the toilet, where she hardly made it. There was a little in her pants and a little on the seat.
Pam smiled, “Well that’s better than a big mess huh? I will see if Kayla has any extra pants.”
Pam walked out and Jordan sat there, relieved. Her body finally relaxed and she did her business.
Pam came back in with a pair of jeans. “Hopefully these will work till we get home. She’s a little shorter than you.”
Jordan, embarrassed that Pam came in while she was doing her business, nodded. “Ok, I can get it myself.”
Pam smiled, “Ok, I’ll be right out in the kitchen.”
Jordan finished up and put Kayla’s pants on. They were a little short but better than a naked bottom.
She walked out into the kitchen where Pam was waiting. “Do I have to go back to sleep or can we just go now?”
Pam smiled, “Let’s go say goodbye.”
The two walked into the living room where Susan was lying on the couch dozing off.
“Susan?” Pam whispered.
Susan opened her eyes.
“We are going to head home now, thanks for lunch.”
Susan smiled, “Anytime, bye you two. Talk to you soon I hope.”
With that, Pam led Jordan back to the garage, she helped Jordan bundle back up in Kayla’s snowsuit. This time she didn’t ask her to lay down.
Jordan was a little upset by this, she liked the baby treatment Pam gave her. “Maybe I am being too mean.”
Although she was resisting, she liked it when Pam just did it despite her protests. She felt kind of bad now that she looked back at earlier when she snapped at everyone. She felt she may have ruined the attention that she had been recieving.
She let Pam bundle her up and she remained quiet. The two walked home in silence. Jordan looked around at the neighborhood, it had an eerie feel. Kind of like that feeling you get when the sky starts getting dark and everything is still and quiet. The clouds were moving in again and they were a dusty color of grey. The cold began to sting her eyes and cheeks that were raw from tears earlier.
They trudged through the snow in Pam’s yard until they reached the front door. Pam unlocked the door and opened it for Jordan. Jordan stomped the snow off her feet and went inside.
Pam came in behind her. Jordan immediately laid down on the floor and waited for Pam to help her out of her snow clothes. But to her surprise, Pam took her own coat off and hung it in the closet and took her boots off and put them in there as well. She then reached for Jordan’s hand.
Jordan reached her hands out and Pam pulled her up into a standing position. She helped Jordan from her snowclothes and hung them in the closet.
“Would you like your own clothes now?” Pam asked.
Jordan nodded, and actually she was hoping that Pam would diaper herand dress her, just so she could have that attention.
Pam led her to the laundry room and pulled out the pile of clothes, including the onesie that Jordan had worn before. She looked at it and hoped Pam would offer it to her. But she didn’t. She handed Jordan a shirt and pants and her panties and walked off.
“What I gotta dress myself?” She thought to herself.
Pam walked into the living room and sat down to watch TV.
Jordan sat there stunned. “Is Pam mad at me right now?”
She dropped her clothes on the floor and grabbed the onesie. She walked back into the kitchen, Pam wasn’t in there, she snuck through the kitchen and up the steps and into the bathroom. She looked under the sink. “Where’s that diaper?” She thought, and then remembered that Pam used it on her. She really wanted that attention.
She put the onesie in the spare bedroom and snuck around the upstairs to find more. She tried the “forbidden room” and of course it was locked. She went to Pam’s bedroom and pushed the door open. She tiptoed to the closet and went through the bathroom, and still no diaper. “There has to be some around here somewhere. Where would she keep them?”
Jordan continued to search but found nothing, she gave up on searching. Then she felt the pressure of her bladder calling. She started walking towards the bathroom when it dawned on her. “If I have an ‘accident’ she will have to give me attention, right?”
Jordan felt a wave of shame blow over her with the thought. She wanted to so badly, but she didn’t want Pam to be any more upset with her than she already seemed.
“Maybe I’ll wait to go to the bathroom and think about it a little.” She said quietly to herself.
She walked back downstairs and into the living room where Pam was laying on the couch.
“Why didn’t you change your clothes Jordan?” Pam asked.
Jordan shrugged, “Didn’t want to make more laundry.”
Pam smiled, “Ok honey.”
Jordan walked over to the couch and sat on the end by Pam’s feet. She sat there for a little while, secretly wishing she was in Pam’s arms, rocking or sleeping.
“What am I thinking? Why do I want this attention so badly?” Jordan thought, feeling her bladder build and build.
She stood up and laid on the floor so she could stretch. She had to go to the bathroom really bad, but for some reason she didn’t want to use the bathroom. She didn’t want to be a big girl. She looked back and saw Pam’s eyes were closed. She decided that she wasn’t going to have an accident while Pam was sleeping. She began to feel foolish for even wanting to.
But Pam was only dozing in and out of sleep on the couch when she noticed Jordan squirming on the floor and holding herself.
Pam jumped up, “Jordan do you have to go potty?”
Jordan was so startled by this that her bladder released itself. She thought Pam was asleep. She felt the warmth spreading below her and up her back. She began to cry, this was not expected at all.
“Oh Jordan, not again! I’m sorry I know I scared you. But when you have to go, don’t wait until the last minute. Come here, it’s ok.” Pam said as she took Jordan’s hand and helped her up.
Jordan stood up, she felt the sting of her urine on her bare legs and back. She looked down to see the large wet spot on the carpet. “Im sorry Pam.” Jordan cried.
Pam led her upstairs to the bathroom and to the tub. She started the water and poured the soap in the water.
“Why don’t you pull those wet clothes off and get into the tub and wash up. I will take them down and wash them up.” Pam said.
Jordan looked at Pam, “Can you help me?”
“I thought you didn’t want my help. Remember you are a big girl?” Pam replied.
Jordan felt embarrassed, “Sorry I made you mad Pam.”
“You didn’t make me mad, why do you think that? I just thought you didn’t want to be helped. That’s all I have tried to do is help and be nice.” Pam said, looking hurt.
Jordan nodded, “Im sorry.”
Pam cam over to Jordan and whispered, “No apologizing, but when someone wants to help you, don’t turn them away. It hurts their feelings.” She said as she pulled Jordan’s wet pants off her.
She helped Jordan into the bathtub and helped her wash up.
Jordan sat there, happy to be the center of Pam’s attention again. She began to feel selfish as well for pushing Pam away the way she did.
Pam continued to clean Jordan off and then helped her out of the tub and dried her off.
“Wait here, I’ll go get your clothes.” Pam said.
Jordan sat down on the ledge of the tub and waited.
Pam came back in after a few minutes with the onesie and a diaper. “I see you brought this upstairs, does that mean you wanted to wear this?”
Jordan nodded and felt her face get a little red, “Yea I like the onesie.”
“Do you? Well it’s yours then, I have no use for it.” Pam winked. “I do, however, prefer that you wear some protection. You seem to have some bladder problems that need to be taken care of. I know you don’t want to wear it bu-”
“Where was it?” Jordan asked. “I mean… er… umm… where did you get it?”
Pam looked at Jordan with a funny look. “I told you I keep some here for Kayla, why?”
Jordan shook her head and felt her face burning now.
“Jordan, were you looking for one?”
Jordan shook her head again.
Pam smiled, “Ok, well, why don’t you lie down.”
Jordan obeyed and laid down on the rug for Pam to diaper her.
Pam slid the diaper beneath her and sprinkled her down with baby powder. She tightly fastened the diaper and sat her up to put the onsie on her.
After she had the crotch all snapped up she helped Jordan to her feet and patted her behind.
Jordan pranced out the door and down the stairs.
Pam smiled and unlocked the ‘forbidden room’. “It was only a matter of time before she would give in, one more night here and it will all be finished.” Pam whispered to herself. She opened the door and peeked inside, the smell of fresh baby powder and the soft lull of nursery music made her smile. She closed the door and went downstairs to clean the carpet.