The hearing at Family Court was set for early Saturday morning. Melody and her parents were there early, seated at the table in the large room when Ellie was brought into the chamber by one of her nurses. To Melody's delight, Ellie was clearly walking under her own power, although one little hand was firmly held by her adult supervisor. She had on a little pair of red shorts (with green polka-dots). Under them she was clearly wearing a diaper or something similar. A white T-shirt and little baby shoes and socks completed her ensemble.
The room was a typical Family Court -- more like a conference room, with several tables and chairs, than a traditional court room. In this court, there could easily be more than 2 interested parties involved... like this time.
After the judge, an older man named Rodger Carlton, had taken a seat at the center table the hearing began.
The hearing had two basic purposes. One was to decide who would be Ellen's new parents; the Johnsons, as Ellie had requested, or another family. Apparantly some of the officials on the Family Board had objected to a 'spanko' couple raising a non-Penitatas child, especially one as young as Ellie. They felt that the 'unique opportunity' should go to some favored couple training for their parenting license... no matter Ellen's preference.
The second purpose, however, might well help the Johnson's cause. Ellen's behavior before her rejuvenation had been, to say the least, less than ideal. Even before running away from home to avoid the last rejuvenation needed to save her life, Ellen's behavior had been willful and disobedient. She hadn't cooperated with her doctors or parents at all, and Melody had been the only person she'd been willing to follow or trust -- and that intermittently.
Of course, a lot of that was due to her pain and illness. Being essentially a 'stranger in a strange land', and not knowing Panglish, all had contributed to her behavior and attitude.
But a lot of it had been Ellen's own stubborn willfulness and, well, pigheadedness... and basic naughtiness.
And now that she was WELL, it was time for Ellen to discover that there is a limit to what society will put up with from naughty little girls -- no matter how good an excuse they have for their behavior.
The hearing didn't take very long. Judge Carlton asked the woman representing the Parental Training Centre what Ellen's new parents would need to do about her serious misbehavior prior to her latest rejuvenation.
And after some heming and hawing, she admitted that yes, some discipline and punishment WOULD be necessary. And then the Judge pointed out how Ellen's unique nature seemed to require punishment, specifically spanking, in order to help her control her impulses and help her to behave and resocialize to her new society. That when she hadn't gotten what she needed from the Miller's they'd had to ask the Johnsons for help.
And if Ellen needed discipline and punishment for her extremely willful behavior of the last few weeks, and would continue to require that sort of discipline in the future in order to have a 'reasonably' happy childhood, then why not place her with the Johnsons and let them deal with it -- rather than having some poor 'normal' parent-in-training have to deal with it -- and possibly learn lessons they should NOT apply to their own child's 'rearing' in the future...
The Johnsons already knew her, and were aware of and supportive of her 'different' needs. They certainly knew how to spank a little girl's bottom properly!! And they were clearly superior at raising children in need of greater structure and discipline -- as Melody's exemplary behavior showed. (Even her recent misbehavior was due to her desire to help others, not self-interest -- a definite improvement in her overall attitude!!)
So the Judge ruled for the Johnsons and Ellen officially became Ellen Johnson. With an 'official' birthday of August 17, 2747.
Then everybody except the Johnsons and the Judge were asked to leave, since it was not time to deal with Ellen's recent misbehavior and 'attitude problems'.
Ellen was escorted up to the main table, where the Judge placed the little girl on his lap and began to scold her.
He did NOT scold Ellen like the woman she was, but instead scolded her like the little child she appeared to be.
This could have been explained by Ellen's limited knowledge of Panglish; her limited comprehension requiring a limited vocabulary.
If the Judge had scolded her in Panglish.
Unfortunately for Ellen, he spoke English as well as Melody did.
And the little earplugs worn by the Miller's would provide them with a real-time translation...
[Well, young lady, I hope you feel proud of yourself. You have been a very bad little baby girl, haven't you?? Disobeying your Mommy and Daddy. Defying your DOCTORS!! Yelling and throwing tantrums--and toys!! Yes, I know about that, too!! A very bad baby girl. A very Naughty little baby girl!! And then you RAN AWAY. Do you know how many people had to look for you?? They thought you went into Atlanta--a very, very bad place. Because you were naughty a lot of people could have been hurt. Ellen, somebody might have gotten KILLED because you were too big a baby to take your rejuve like a good girl. Even when your new sister Melody TOLD you you just HAD to have it!! Didn't you believe HER?? Or are you just a spoiled little baby-brat who just HAS to have her own way because that's what you WANT!! Yes, I know you are really not a baby, but you certainly have been behaving like a little baby girl -- and a very spoiled and naughty baby, too!! Aren't you ashamed of yourself!! Well!! Answer me!!]
[
[Well, it IS real and now you ARE rejuved. And you should be very
thankful, too! And not just because it means you survived, young lady.
But also because you are just TOO little a baby girl to get spanked
as soundly as you really deserve!! Yes, young lady, I said SPANKED
and I meant it!! You know you deserve a good spanking, don't
you? Well?]
[ [Well, Ellie, I know you were scared. But that was no excuse for
being so naughty and doing all those bad things. You should have just trusted
the people who cared for you. I know, but you're just going to have to learn
to let your parents and other grown ups take care of you. You still haven't
quite learnt that you are a child and you are not in charge any more.
And if you can't get that through your head, maybe the Johnsons can get it through
your little baby bottom!!]
[
[Hmph! Well, Ellen, if you were a Penitatas who'd pulled such a stunt
I'd have you over may lap right here-and-now with your little diaper
down for a good spanking!! And I wouldn't have dismissed the court,
either!! Even if you were a Voluntaras I'd be awful tempted to paddle
your baby bottom right now!!]
[But as a Medicalos, I'll let your new Mommy and Daddy -- and Sister!!
take care of spanking you. And believe me, baby girl, they will start
giving you the really sound spankings you deserve just as soon as
they get you home, won't you??]
(Enthusiastic agreement from Josh, Mary AND Melody!!)
[I'm gonna just content myself with giving you THIS!!]
And the Judge handed little Ellen a gift-wrapped box. Half-fearful
and half-delighted, Ellen hesitated just a moment before tearing the
paper off and opening the box.
To the Johnson's delight (and Melody's surprise) the open box revealed
a little-bitty paddle!!
[Your behavior has been much too naughty for just some hand-spanking,
young miss!!] scolded the Judge. [You really NEED paddling, and I
strongly suspect you're the sort of little girl who'll need an
occasional paddling from now on. The problem is that you are just too
itsy-bitsy a baby for any of the regular paddles now. Note that,
Mr. and Mrs. Johnson, and Melody! Even the standard Helper Paddle
is much too severe for a little baby like Ellen. So we asked the
experts at the Bawling Baby Paddle Company to help us out!!]
Ellen fearfully picked the little paddle up out of its wrapping
paper. The famous Bawling Baby logo, instead of being discretely
embossed on the handle, instead decorated the very center of the
little paddle. It displayed a well-spanked baby not MUCH younger
than Ellie was now!!
And it WAS little! Made of the extremely light-but-strong alien
Chochona wood, the little paddle was the thinnest Melody had ever
seen. It was barely one and a half or two millimeters thick, and the
edges had been carefully rounded over to prevent them from biting
into Ellen's tender baby bottom. The spanking surface was eight
centimeters wide and just twelve centimeters long, with a fairly
small handle; the entire paddle was barely twenty centimeters long.
But as Ellen considered just how tiny and tender her little baby
bottom now was, she shiverred and the little paddle subtly changed
into one of Torquemada's torure implements.
No matter HOW much she deserved it Ellen realized that even THAT
little paddle would really sting and burn her baby bottom!!
Around the edge, the paddle was clearly labeled "Baby Ellie's Very Own
PADDLE for SPANKING her Little Bare Bottom!!"--And Ellie realized
that that was just what she deserved -- a little paddle spanking her
tender little bare bottom until it was all hot and rosy red, and she
was crying hard, and THEN she could finally forgive herself.
Ellen began to quietly bawl, even as she sobbed (In Panglish):
[Hmph!! Well, your Panglish has slipped a bit -- but that's not too
surprising -- you were just learning to pronounce it before!! Well, I
guess you know just how naughty you've been, Ellen. So now, Mr. and
Mrs. Johnson, it is time you got your new little girl home. I think
Ellen needs a nap after all this excitement. ]
[And then I really think it is time you got this little lady over a
lap and her bottom bare for some spanking!!]
And with that final admonition, the Johnsons were dismissed from
Family Court.
Mary started out leading Ellie by the hand, but ended up just
carrying the child out to the hovercar. She was almost asleep
when they opened the back door.
She awakened as they began to fasten the little girl into her
brand new child-seat. Ellie stiffened at this latest confirmation
of her babyhood -- then relaxed as she realized that the child seat
was an inevitable precaution, given her new size and status.
She still didn't LIKE it, but she'd just have to put up with it.
*�*�* Ellen was fast asleep when they got home; her new body was sleeping
twelve or thirteen hours a day, and would be for some time. So Josh just carried
the little girl into the house, and Mary and Melody quickly got her out of her
clothes, into a new diaper and plastic pants, and then into the new little sleeper
they'd bought her. It was pink (of course), with little teddy-bears dancing
on it. (Ellie would find herself wearing purely Kindern styles, since rejuves
her age were supposedly impossible. Now that they WERE possible, of course,
soon slightly less babyish styles would become available. The techniques developed
to save Ellie would save a lot of lives from now on, especially of children
previously 'unrejuveably' young!)
And the family went down for lunch, and to await Ellen's awakening.
Ellen had been tucked into her new bed, which the Johnsons had
just gotten for the girls. The bed was a double-decker bunk, decorated with
pictures of Fairy Jenny, the bottom bunk being equipped with lowerable railings,
and with the head and foot enclosed. Thus, Ellen would be allowed to sleep in
a regular bed -- which nevertheless would give her all the protection and safety
of a proper crib. Josh and Mary felt that a 'real' bed might help her adjust
-- and having Melody right over her head certainly wouldn't hurt!! And next
to Ellen lay her little teddy bear, which she'd been sleeping with for the past
year.
Ellen did not sleep well; Melody watched as she twisted and turned
in her sleep. Clearly she was having a nightmare...
*�*�*
Ellen walked through a scene of devastation, a blasted terrain of
steaming pits and smoking craters. Around the area moved myterious
figures in garb vaguely reminiscent of space suits. Suddenly Ellen
came across one of the figures on the ground in front of her.
The figure grasped at his knee, where the fabric had torn free. He
seemed unable to breathe... he tore off his helmet. Suddenly the
figure was a child!! It was Johnny Devine!! Ellen watched in horror
as the boy's face dissolved in front of her... and awakened with a
screech as...
*�*�*
Melody's hand shook her awake. Ellen grasped at her friend through
the protective railing, crying and sobbing, and it took several
minutes for Melody to calm her down and assure her that of course
Johnny was OK...
Ellen knew that her guilt had caused the dream. Of course, Johnny
hadn't been in any danger; he was just a child. But others HAD been
in danger -- because of her!! Maybe even people Johnny knew, since
Ellen had been told that Star Fleet had started to search the more
dangerous parts of Atlanta's ruins when Melody had found her.
Ellen couldn't believe how selfish and wicked she'd been; she knew
that the only way she'd ever feel clean was to be properly punished
for her behavior...
Of course, much of Ellen's irrationality was due to her illness. Her
new parents understood that, as did Melody. Yes, she'd misbehaved,
and should be punished for it -- but there were mitigating
circumstances.
Unfortunately, guilt is an emotion -- and not always subject to logic.
*�*�*
When Ellen woke up again, Melody was in the room watching her, and
immediately called her parents. Ellie sat up in the bed and watched
as the adults filed in. And gulped as she saw her new little paddle
in Mary's right hand. And at the holocam floating along behind Josh.
She realized it was time for her spankings to begin, and that her
little bottom would soon be paying the price of her recent
misbehavior. And Ellen welcomed the chance to purge herself of the
guilt and remorse she felt.
But she was also frightened at the imminent prospect of that little
paddle heating up her tiny little bottom.
Ellen gulped as Mary, her new Mommy, lowered the safety rail of
her new bed and set the paddle down beside her. And felt a sense of relief as
she was picked up and carried over to the changing table. Ellen was less than
a meter tall and weighed less than ten kilos; Mary had no trouble carrying the
little girl around.
Mary quickly unzipped and slipped Ellen out of her little pink
sleeper, slipped off her plastic pants, and then unfastened and
disposed of her wet diaper.
A few quick applications of baby wipes, and Ellen was all clean and
ready for a new diaper.
But no new diaper was forthcoming. Nor were panties or other clothing.
Ellen was left bare-baby naked as Mary picked her up and gently
carried back over to the bed. No point in clothing a bottom that
needed to be bared and spanked anyway!!
Mary sat down on the bed and set little Ellie down on her knee.
"Now Ellie, you know you were a very naughty little girl, don't you?"
"And you know you need some good, sound spankings for being so bad,
yes??"
Ellie was already sobbing, but managed: "Yes. I feel bad. I feel bad
'bout bein' bad."
"Pleez spank me Mommy. Spank me hard!!"
"Not too hard, Ellie" said Mary as she smiled and turned the naughty
little baby face down over her lap. As she got the child centered
over her lap she wondered at how TINY she was. Her head and feet
barely extended off of her lap!! Mary adjusted Ellen backwards a
bit -- making sure that her head was supported by her left thigh,
letting her little legs dangle further off of her right leg--arching her little baby bottom up higher for it's spanking.
Then Josh took a length of soft cloth and gently restrained Ellen's
hands. The parents knew that Ellen could never keep her hands from
trying to shield her little fanny -- and it would be far harder for
her to hurt herself pulling against the soft restraining cloth than
if Mary held her wrists behind her back...
Mary patted Ellen's little tushie and wondered at how fine and soft
her baby bottom was. And realized just how tender and fragile her
new daughter truly was. "In fact, Ellie, your little tushie is SO
tender and soft, I don't think I should spank you very hard at all!!"
"But I need it!!" wailed Ellen.
"I know, dear. You DO need a good spanking. But your bummy is so
tender, I think we'd better make it a long spanking instead of
a hard spanking. A good, long spanking will make your baby bottom
burn plenty, young lady. And it won't just be ONE spanking, either!!"
"Josh will be spanking you again later, young lady!! And
"No, I think I can promise you'll be a very sorry little girl soon!"
And it DID hurt!! Mary's hand covered all of Ellen's little bottom,
and even those first two mild spanks had caused her baby bum to
bounce and jiggle -- and STING!!
And the sting grew and grew as Mary began to discipline her little
girl with more firm-but-not-hard spanks.
Mary wondered at the bright pink that appeared rapidly on Ellen's
bare bottom even after just a few brisk spanks. Her baby buns were
clearly already stinging and beginning to properly burn from
the spanking. Her skin was even more tender than Mary had thought
possible!!
But Ellen truly needed this. For two reasons; first, so that she
could forgive herself for her misbehavior -- and for endangering
herself and others.
But also to reinforce the lesson she'd never really learned from
the Millers: that she was truly a CHILD. That not only had her
descisions been poor, but that she shouldn't have been making any
of those descisions AT ALL.
And finally (as her palm briskly slapped the very base of Ellen's
bottom, briskly impacting the tender area where bottom met thigh),
to unmistakeably inform Ellen that she was now the Johnson's little
girl -- and her days of willfulness under her permissive parents
were over. Her NEW parents knew how to be strict, and how to deal
with a strong-willed little girl's antics -- over their knees!!
And as her tender tail turned a bright red under her new Mommy's
slaps, Ellen had that lesson indelibly imprinted on her mind and
fanny--
Be A Good Little Girl -- Or Else!!
*�*�*
Ellen was bawling hard after only two dozen swats had spanked into
her little bare behind. Her fanny was a bright hot reddish-pink, and
she was kicking and wiggling over her Mommy's lap as her bottom stung
and burned. Ellie couldn't BELIEVE just how much the spanking hurt!
She knew Mary really wasn't spanking her very hard. And she was
cupping her hand, so the impact was spread out over as much of
her little bottom as possible... but it still hurt worse than any
spanking Ellen had gotten as a three year old!! As bad or worse than
her 'round robin' spankings last summer!!
But finally Mary stopped spanking her little daughter's bare tush.
Ellen sobbed and bawled, then looked back over her shoulder -- at where
her Mommy was picking up her brand new little baby-paddle!!
[Waaaaaah!! Nooo!! Not the paddle!!
And Mary continued to spank her naughty daughter -- briskly paddling
the child's tender seat into a bright red ball of fire. Ellen was
quickly reduced to a bawling baby, lying limply over her Mommy's lap
and simply bawling and crying for all she was worth as spank after
brisk spank toasted her tender tail.
And then it was over. Ellen lay limp over Mary's lap and bawled out
her pain and guilt as her new Mommy gently rubbed her back and
gently stoked her burning bottom. Finally Mary picked up her baby
girl and held and cuddled Ellen until the child fell back asleep.
For the next half-hour or so Ellie slept cuddled up against her new
Mommy's bosom, but then Mary gently awakened her new baby -- who
promptly began to sob again at the burning sting in her baby bottom.
But it was time for Ellen to get some nourishment, so she had to
endure being placed on her little changing table, to have her bright
red fanny gently diapered before she could be carried downstairs
for lunch.
In the kitchen Ellie encountered, for the first time, another emblem
of her babyhood. At the table stood her brand new high chair, into
which her diapered bottom was firmly placed. With the tray in place
Ellen was as helpless and contained as any baby... contained sitting
on a very well spanked baby bottom!!
Ellen did not enjoy her lunch. She didn't enjoy her baby food (not
really necessary, as she had her baby teeth; but desirable, since
she really WAS still upset, and Mary didn't want anything heavy to
upset her tummy). She didn't enjoy drinking her milk out of the
unspillable baby cup. Especially when her baby reflexes caused her
to drop the cup, PROVING that she wasn't ready for a 'grown up'
glass.
Ellen was helpless and dependant and hated it. Which was just
too bad; the only cure for her condition was TIME, and Ellen would
learn patience whether she liked it or not.
No matter how many spankings it took.
*�*�*
Lunch was followed by another nap. Which was followed by the
inevitable diaper change, and another meal; this time with the
family, and Ellen was allowed a little lasagna.
Then it was time for her bath, and to Ellen's joy and discomfort,
Melody would be assisting her Mommy. A shallow tub of water was
drawn, and Ellen was carefully bathed all over. Mary carefully
followed the experts advice and made certain Ellen was under full
control at all times; even a few inches of water are dangerous
for a little baby!!
Then it was time for bed. Well, almost.
Actually, it was time for a good, sound spanking. And THEN bed!!
Ellie knew what was coming, of course. She'd been told even before
her bath had begun. After her bath she'd been dressed in a little
baby-frock over her diaper. No plastic pants had been added, however.
And as she was carried downstairs to the living room, Ellen learned
why. In the living room corner was Melody's CornerStool�.
Ellen began to sob as Melody carefully draped a fluffy towel over
the points covering the hard wooden seat. And she yelped as her
diaper-clad bottom was gently deposited onto the towel.
The towel and her diaper were pretty good padding -- but the little
pyramids still pressed uncomfortably into her little bottom. A bottom
that still felt awfully well-spanked to Ellen!!
And soon the little girl was bawling again as she wiggled and
squirmed on the punishment stool. Wiggling and squirming just made
her fanny sting and ache even worse, but Ellen just couldn't help
herself!! It was so... UNCOMFORTABLE!!
Finally, after a full half-hour on the stool -- a terribly long time
for such a little baby!!--it was time for her spanking.
Josh picked his new baby up off of the stool and carried her over to
the straight-backed spanking-chair brought in from the breakfast
room. And he simply deposited Ellie over his lap as he sat down.
"Well, Ellen, THIS little discussion is going to be about OBEDIENCE!"
"Yeeeow!!" cried little Ellie; the spank wasn't very hard, but on
her well-paddled bottom it stung even through her thick diaper -- the
little frock providing virtually no additional padding at all!!
But the frock was quickly rucked up over her back, as Josh continued
to firmly spank her little diaper-covered seat. "Yes, obedience
"Noooo! Owwww! I be good! I promisss!"
"Well, I hope so young lady. You are a Medicalos, and I shouldn't
have to put you over my lap at all. It's not like you are a
Penitatas like Melody!! But from your behavior as the Miller's
little girl, I think we both know you need a little something to
encourage you to be a properly obedient and well-behaved little
baby girl, don't we? So... I'll just have to slip your little diaper
down your little baby-waby legs like this..."
And Josh slipped his fingers under Ellen's diaper and carefully
drew it up and over her well-reddened little mounds -- which caused
Ellen to wiggle and squirm as the fabric chafed her stinging hams--then he slipped the cotton down her little legs right to her
knees. His big hand gently caressed her stinging little bare
bottom, and he said "Now I'm going to give you a good, sound spanking
Ellen. We all know you really deserve it, and why, so I'm not
going to scold you any more. I don't think you'll be in any condition
to understand Panglish, anyway!! (In truth, Ellen was missing about
one word in five as it was...) It's going to hurt your baby bottom;
a spanking is supposed to hurt! And I'm sure you'll cry and wiggle
and try to get away. Melody, kneel down here and take her little
hands to keep them out of the way... Thank you, dear. All right,
young lady, here it comes!!"
Josh began spanking Ellen's naughty little bottom. Not very hard.
Mostly he just used his wrist -- barely drawing his arm away from her
little bottom.
But from Ellen's howls and screeches, you would've thought he was
using a red-hot branding iron!! Ellie's little bottom rapidly turned
a bright crimson under her Daddy's stinging, punishing swats. Her
tush was so tiny each swat of his big hand couldn't help but
sting her entire fanny. And each careful spank made her bottom
hotter and sorer and sting even more and more fiercely. And before
a half-dozen swats had impacted, Ellen was crying and bawling. She
kicked her little legs and wiggled and squirmed her tiny body over
her daddy's broad lap.
Not that any of that actually helped, but Ellen was a naughty
little girl getting a good spanking -- and she was doing what little
girls have ALWAYS done while getting spanked throughout history.
It never has helped, but they have always wiggled and squirmed, and
cried and howled and sobbed.
So that's what Ellen did. Until her little bottom was a dark red
ball of fire. Finally she simply lay limp over her Daddy's lap and
cried as he continued her spanking to its conclusion.
And then Josh turned his little girl over, setting her little bare
bottom onto his left knee (Which couldn't possibly have helped the
burn in her bottom. But considering just how well-spanked that
bottom WAS, it probably didn't increase the sting. At least not
much).
For a moment Josh studied his little girl's tear-soddened face.
Then he cuddled her to his chest, soothing her sobs and tears,
assuring her that her spanking was over and that he was very sure
she'd be a really really good girl from now on.
And then he stood up and carried her up to the girl's bedroom.
Melody and Mary followed. Josh dried his little girl off -- both her
tears and her sweat-covered little body. Then he carefully diapered
her bottom (which renewed her bawling as the cotton fabric swathed
her well-spanked cheeks). Plastic pants followed, and a little
green sleeper (with feet).
And then it was time for little Ellen to be tucked into bed for the
night.
But as the delta inducer sent her into slumberland, Ellen remembered
that she still had one more spanking to go. The spanking her best
friend had promised her for getting both of them into so much
trouble.
And while Josh and Mary had carefully avoided letting Ellen know
just how severely Mel had been punished, Ellen figured that it just
about HAD to have been pretty bad. Especially for swiping that
scanner! Melody had even hinted that she might be rejuved and
blistered like Jane had been!!
Obviously that hadn't happened -- for which Ellen was very grateful.
But Melody had been awfully quiet and subdued -- not quite the ebullient
girl she had been earlier in the week!! So clearly SOMETHING had
happened. And it was really ELLEN'S fault.
So while the LAST thing Ellen wanted tomorrow was another spanking...
well, a good spanking from Melody was the least she DESERVED for what she'd
done!!!
*�*�* Sunday morning. Mommy and Daddy got the children up so that they
could all go to church that morning. Melody was dressed in a light yellow dress
(with discreet green polka dots), with little-girl puffed sleeves. Ellen was
changed and put back into diapers (despite her -- truthful!--assertion that
she had certainly been toilet-trained before two, and didn't need a diaper --
except at night, of course...). Over the diapers and plastic pants Mary slipped
a frilly pink sailor dress -- with matching hat.
Ellen's little bottom was still stingy and was causing her quite a
bit of discomfort. She had certainly been one well-spanked little
girl last night!! But the baby oil and powder helped ease the sting
in her fanny as she was diapered.
And then the girls, after a big breakfast (and Ellen got to eat real
food, too!) the girls were escorted off to Sunday School. Ellen
walked along holding her new Daddy's left hand, while Melody
held her left, with Mommy holding on to her elder daughter's
left hand to complete the family chain.
At Sunday School old Mrs. Barnes greeted Ellen with quiet enthuiasm.
She certainly remembered the little Medicalos, and all her questions!
Ellie found that she was NOT expected to keep awake in class; A
playpen had been provided for her in the back of the class, with a
nice soft floor and some blankies if she needed them.
And to her self-disgust, she did. Despite her interest in what
Mrs. Barnes was saying, she soon fell asleep.
Ellen was quickly learning the biggest curse of her new age; at her
age, she just tends to drop off to sleep at the drop of a hat.
In fact, you didn't even need to drop the hat.
For the next few months Ellen would be forever MISSING things, just
because she couldn't keep her little body awake for them...
She even slept through Jimmy Parker's spanking, when the little
eight-year-old Penitatas 'tagged' Melody with a well-aimed spitball.
(Hmmm, maybe Johnny was developing a rival...)
But after class Melody woke up her new baby sister and half-walked
and half-carried the girl up to the main service. Ellen spent the
service in her Mommy's arms, snuggled against Mary Johnson's breast.
And of course, fell asleep.
After church several of the parishoners came over to see Ellen. The
successful rejuvenation had been all over the news, of course.
Indeed, Melvin Feinberg's new rejuvenation technique had already
been used again -- to save the live of a five-year-old Kindern who
had been badly injured in a hovercar accident -- despite his having
been in a safety seat, and all the air bags and restraint systems
having worked properly.
Sometimes all the precautions in the world can't prevent an injury.
But he was fine... although terribly upset about his reversion to
babyhood. But at least the change from five to two was easier for
a Kindern -- who had no experience of anything older -- than for Ellen,
who had been having enough trouble adjusting to being four!!
So everyone cooed and ahhed over Ellen, and Melody felt a little bit
left out.
But after they got home, and had lunch, the family congregated up
in the girl's room -- with the holo-cam.
And after a whispered order from Mommy, Melody took a seat in the
middle of the lower bunk -- while Ellie was gently pushed forward
to the side of her best-friend-now-sister.
It was time for Melody to give Ellen the good sound spanking she'd
promised her friend for getting her into so much trouble.
Mary helped Mel get Ellen up and over her lap and into position.
Oddly enough, Ellen looked much more natural over Melody's lap
that she had over her new parents' laps. Melody was only seven, and
barely fifteen centimeters over a meter tall. Ellen, at 20 months,
was well under a meter herself.
So, relatively speaking, Ellen was just about the right size to be
over Melody's knee. In fact, she wasn't much taller than Robin,
Melody's Spanking Susie doll.
Melody quickly got Ellen's little sailor dress turned up onto her
back and out of the way. Her parents had already told her that she
was to spank Ellen's BARE bottom after a short warmup over her
diaper.
But as the seat of Ellen's plastic baby-pants was exposed, Josh
briefly interrupted the spanking to give Ellen a scolding.
Well, not really a scolding. Instead, he carefully described just
what had happened to Melody as a result of Ellen's naughtiness.
First, he explained why Melody had NOT been taken to court, with
an emphasis on how lucky she was, and how extremely rare it was
for ANY Penitatas to be allowed to get off so easy for running off
into forbidden Kindern territory -- not to mention taking valuable
equipment, and taking the sort of risks Melody had taken to save
her friend.
In fact, (and this was news to Melody), if it hadn't been for Mel's
yeoman service, her intently proven dedication to helping Ellen out
during her illness, the horrible emotional pain she'd felt watching
her friend's suffering, she might well have gotten that in-cycle
rejuvenation after all. Her emotional state was, after all, a factor
in her descision to look for Ellen -- and the main reason she'd made
so many mistakes in how she'd gone about it.
And finally Josh told Ellen about the severe spankings Melody had
endured. And then he had Ellie turn her head and watch the holo on
the bedroom wall (a new addition, as a naughty little Penitatas
certainly didn't need a holo in her own room...).
And he played the tape of Melody's blistering. Not all of her
punishments, just the terrible metronomic smacking of that horrible
bumblebee paddle into Melody's soft and yielding flesh.
And a nice closeup of the little white sting-blisters springing up
on her scorched-red bottom.
Ellie was bawling by the end of the tape.
[My GOD!! Melody!! I am SO sorry! I had no idea -- they -- that
[Its OK, Ellie. Shhh, It really is. I mean, it was horrible at the
time, but I got nano'ed Friday and really, I'm fine now. It coulda
been a LOT worse...]
[But it's all MY FAULT!! I feel TERRIBLE!!]
[It certainly WAS NOT all your fault!! I could'a gotten somebody
to listen if I'd really tried. Probably would'a had to get spanked
FIRST, but that would'a been a lot better than what happened LATER!]
[
[Which is why, SIS
"I promised you a good, sound spanking for all the trouble you caused,
and I think right now is the right time. Mommy??"
"Yes, Melody, I think it is time you gave Ellen her final spanking
for all the mischief she got into. But don't bother spanking the
seat of those plastic pants, Melody! She'll hardly feel a swat from
YOU over them. Get them down, dear, get them down..."
And so Melody's next act was to get the plastic pants right down
to little Ellen's knees, exposing the soft seat of her cotton diaper
to the room's cool air -- and Melody's small spanking hand...
By the time Melody's hand had completed a full dozen spanks onto
Ellen's rapidly heating seat, Ellen was bawling and howling like
she was getting killed. Or soundly spanked, anyway.
Then the reason for diapering Ellen became obvious -- as her little
bladder let go right over Melody's lap!!
"Ewww! Yich!! Mama!! Ellie peed all over me!!"
"Noooo! Waaaaa! I sorreee! Waaaah!"
"Now, Ellen" responded the girl's mother "don't worry about it, dear!
I should've made you go potty before Melody began to spank you.
Let her up, dear, and I'll get you girls cleaned up..."
Which Mary did, quickly and efficiently. And just in case there
were future 'accidents', she quickly stripped the sheets from Ellen's
little bed (revealing the rubberized underliner). And she had Mel
(who suddenly realized her Daddy'd holocam had been recording the
entire incident) sit back down on the bed 'au natural'.
But to Ellen, the critical part of the operation was that her freshly
wiped and clean little bottom was now un-diapered.
And was going to remain that way for the rest of her spanking...
Which re-commenced shortly after Ellen found herself repositioned
over her big sister's slim thighs... only this time it was Ellen's
little BARE bottom -- already turned a bright pink -- that Melody's small
hand began to enthusiastically slap.
Melody was amazed at how quickly the baby's tender flesh turned hot
and red under the impacts of her flashing palm. And at how loudly
Ellen howled and bawled, and entusiastically wiggled and kicked her
little legs. Ellen really WAS just a baby, and Melody realized that
even SHE would have to be moderate with her spanks.
But when Melody began to spank less than enthusiastically, her Mommy
quickly said "Is your hand getting sore, dear?? Here, use Robin's
Spanking Susie Special Spanking Hairbrush to finish paddling little
Ellie's bare bottom. Remember, dear, that Ellen has been really,
really naughty, and you promised to give her a really, really sound
spanking on her little bare bottom for it, and for getting you into
so much trouble. No, take the brush dear, and give your new sister
the spanking she deserves... yes, I know what the judge said, but that
was for Josh and I. Besides, that little brush isn't any heavier
or nastier than Ellen's new paddle."
With no choice, Melody took the little hairbrush in her right hand,
(it just fit) and patted the chochona wood back against her bawling
sister's bright red bare bottom. [I'm sorry, Ellen, but Mama's right.
I DID promise you a really sound spanking, and I guess you really
need it if you're to behave yourself and not get into any more
trouble -- and you're REALLY too little to be allowed to get into
trouble now!! So, her it comes Ellie!! I know it hurts, but that's
what a good spankin's all about!!]
And And Ellen's spanking continued as Melody applied spank after brisk
spank to her sister's bouncing fanny under her Mommy's careful and expert direction.
Until little Ellie was finally lying limp over Melody's lap, all resistance
spanked out of her, leaving her to simply lie quietly and bawl as her spanking
swatted to its final set of awful spanks.
Melody set the brush down and let Ellie bawl out her remorse and
guilt for a few minutes after ending the spanking, rubbing the child's
back and gently comforting her. Then she turned her little sister
around on her lap; Ellen's bawling actually went back up for a moment
as her sore little rump found itself planted on Melody's lap, but
she quickly quieted as Mel cuddled and hugged her sister.
Melody assured Ellen that it was all over; she was forgiven, and Mel
hoped that she'd never EVER need to get such a sound spanking again.
At least, not until she was old enough to take it better!!
And after several minutes of cuddling and comfort, Ellen settled
down enough for her to tell Melody that she forgave her big sister.
And to Melody's surprise, she turned to Mary and said "Mama I know
I be bad. I neededed a good spankin'.
"Well, I hope so, Ellen. For your sake. Or your bottom's sake,
anyway!! Now, Melody, get a washcloth and wash Ellen's face; it's
all covered with snot and tears. Then I'll watch while you get
her diapered and ready for a nice long nap..."
Ellen was a little upset, even though she KNEW that Melody would be
helping to take care of her. Still, sitting on a hot, sore bottom
while her best friend carefully washed her face, (and NOT being
allowed to help -- having her little hands slapped away when she
tried) was quite a trial. And then to be laid back on the changing
table while Melody carefully powdered and DIAPERED her was even worse.
But Ellen suddenly realized that she'd just have to get used to it.
She really was just a BABY now, and she'd just have to get used to
being treated like one. Until she grew up again.
And finally Ellen began to submit to the necessity of her new
situation, and relaxed and even began to enjoy being pampered and
powdered -- although having baby oil rubbed into her hot, burning
bottom was a mixed pleasure, to say the least!!
Finally Ellen was put to bed (which the robomaid had re-made while
she was being diapered) and immediately fell into a deep sleep.
And shortly after that, Melody joined her in her nap, having been
informed by her Mommy that she felt that MEL had had entirely too
exciting and stressful an afternoon, herself!
And the two girls slept quietly until suppertime in their cute little
Fairy Jenny bunk beds, each child cuddling her teddy bear in her
arms as she slept. (Smokey, Melody's bear, has not had a prominent
place in these stories -- which does not mean he doesn't have a
prominent place in Melody's heart!!!)
Before supper, the girls were awakened and taken downstairs -- still
dressed in their pajamas. (Ellen in a sleeper, while Melody
had on green jungle-book print long pajamas over her panties).
Ellen was put into her high-chair. And again realized that sitting
on a well-spanked bottom made any meal less enjoyable...
After supper, it was Ellen's bedtime. And as she changed her baby's
diaper (it didn't really need it) before bed, Mary rubbed some cool
nano-lotion into Ellen's little baby bottom -- and then triggered
the tiny machines to finally end Ellen's well-deserved ordeal at
last.