Jasmine lay in her bed,
sulking in the dark. God, How could she have done something so stupid? And
furthermore, how could she have been caught?
Earlier that night, she and her best friend, Zoe, Had spray painted nasty
slogans on Stacy Carmacks car. She deserved it! Stacy was such a greasy creep!
Besides, it was the last day of high school; possibly the last time either
girl would ever see Stacy. They just HAD to get her back for all the things
she and her friends had done to Jasmine and Zoe. It had been a running contest
since the first grade; which side could thing of a meaner, grosser and (in
some cases) more painful prank on the other side; Stacy and her goons or Jasmine
and her group. Jasmine friends where more of the cheerleader types (and later
on in life, most, including Jasmine, where) where as Stacy and her friends
where more of the artistic, anti-fashion chicks. Over the years, they had
done everything under the sun to each other; Whoopie cushions, Itching powder
in the bra, Ex-lax brownies...and then there was the really horrible stuff.
Then today, the last day of classes, Stacy had placed 50 girly magazines in
Jasmine's Locker. When she opened it, they spilled out all over. She was so
Embarrassed! Not to mention pissed off! So, she and Zoe had hatched a plane.
It was half baked at best and the punishment didn't really fit the crime,
but Jasmine was so mad, she would have done ANYTHING to get back at Stacy!
They went to Mike Carlson's end of the year party and had a great time. And
at 1:30 AM, Jasmine and Zoe quietly slipped away. One quick stop at Stacy's
and they where both back in Zoe's car laughing at how funny they where, how
smart they where and how no one would ever find out. Zoe dropped Jasmine off,
both girls noting that the living room light was on. Jasmine could see her
mothers head in the window.
'That's odd', she thought. 'Mom must've forgot she extended my curfew tonight.
Oh well, no big deal.' She said her goodbye to Zoe, telling her she'd call
her in the morning and they go shopping or something; after all, it was Summer!
Jasmine walked through the door, set down her jacket and walked into the living
room. She smiled at her Mom. "Hi mom," she said in a cheery voice, "Thanks
for extending my curfew tonight, I had a great time at the party," she said,
dropping a brod hint, hoping that she'd remember and they could avoid the
argument she knew was coming if she didn't.
"Jasmine," her mother began, "we need to have a talk." Jasmine turned pale,
her stomach began to flip flop.
'Oh god,' she though, 'She knows!!!' She ran a hand through her long blond
hair and flashed her mom her winning smile, the smile that got made the boys
drool and forget that she wasn't the most well endowed girl in the world.
"Oh," she said, trying (but not quite succeeding) to remove all the shake
from her voice, "What about?"
"I got a call from Mrs. Carmack, she says she saw you and Zoe spray painting
AWFUL things on her car!" She gave Jasmine the look; the one that said 'Please,
tell me you didn't do it!' Jasmine Looked at her feet, not wanting to meet
her mother's gaze. "Is it true?" Her mom asked in a hurt voice. Jasmine couldn't
lie to her.
"Yes, mom," she said in a tiny voice. Her mother got a look of such disappointment
on her face. She had preyed it wasn't true. In a calm, quite voice, she said
"Go to your room." Solely, Jasmine walked up the stairs and into her room,
shutting the door behind her.
Downstairs, Abby, Jasmine's mom picked up the phone and called Zoe's mom.
"Bridget, it's Abby. Jasmine just told me...yes...God, I know. I'm so disappointed.
What? No, I have no idea what I'm going to do....Yeah...Well, I've got to
go. I'll call if I think of anything. Yep. Ok, bye." Abby hung up the phone
and sat down in the large, overstuffed easy chair in the living room. 'God',
she though, 'how could this have happened? Was I really such a bad mother?'
She picked up the picture that sat on the table next to the chair. It was
of Jasmine and Zoe, age one and a half. They both looked so cute, dozing in
their playpen. She remember how easy it was to deal with them then. How cute
and sweet they where. Suddenly, It dawned on her! She knew what to do! She
smiled and picked up the phone and called Bridget. These girl's would learn,
one way or another...
Jasmine's eyes fluttered
open. She yawned and stretched her arms above her head and rolled onto her
back. She glanced at her clock. Eleven AM?! gosh, she'd really slept in. Why
hadn't her mom come in to wake her up yet? Usually when she when she came
in late and her mom was pissed, her mom would send Jasmine to bed so she could
simmer down a little, to avoid any unpleasantness, and then wake her up bright
and early. Jasmine's dad had taught her that. Jasmine missed her daddy. He
had died long ago, when Jasmine was 12. She had inherited his height (barley
5 feet) but certainly not his looks (he often told Jasmine that she looked
just like her mother, shrunk down). This was true. Except for the height,
Jasmine was the spitting image of her mother (a very pretty face, long blond
hair, and a nice little figure). She hadn't, however, inherited ether of their
temperament. Both her parents where fightsy, strong willed people. Jasmine,
on the other hand, tended to be just a tad more passive. It usually took Zoe
to get her whipped up enough to pull anything (like the car stunt).
Any further thoughts where interested as Jasmine's mom opened the door and
stood in the door way, beaming at her daughter. 'Wow, she's smiling' thought
Jasmine. 'Wonder what's up'. Abby walked over and sat on Jasmines bed, smiling
and running her hand through Jasmine's long hair.
"Hi, sweetie," she whispered, "how's mommy's baby doing this morning?" Jasmine,
shifted, a little.
"F-fine," she stuttered, just a little nervous. Abby smiled and nodded.
"Good. Now, about that naughty business last night..." Jasmine whinsed. Here
it came the punishment.
"Let me guess; No allowance until it's paid off?" Jasmine said. Her mom laughed.
"Sweetie," she said, "that's just the beginning." Jasmine shifted nervously
under the covers. "but we'll talk about that nasty stuff later," she said.
"you go and shower now." Jasmine quickly climbed out of bed. This sounded
bad. She quickly left her room and climbed into the shower. She took her time,
not in any particular hurry to face whatever her mom had cooked up for her.
After a while, she came out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around her body
and she used another to dry her hair. She heard her mom call from her bed
room. "Jasmine, come here". Jasmine walked into her mom's room, a little confused.
She was even more confused at the scene before her. Her mom stood behind her
bed, in front of what looked like a doctors examining table. On the bed sat
a stack of diapers, a couple of pairs of plastic panties, a bottle of baby
powder and some more baby items.
What's going on?" Jasmine asked, drying her hair.
"well.." her mother began.
Jasmine cut her off, "is Cousin Suzey coming to stay? Ohhh, she so cute..."
"Um, no, not quite..."
"Are you babysitting Mrs. Jones's little one?"
"Nooooo...."
"Well, then who's all this stuff for?" Jasmine asked confused. Her mom walked
over to her, looked her straight in the eye and said, in a voice that chilled
Jasmine to the bone:
"It's for you, sweetie!"
Jasmine gave her mom a
confused look. At first, she looked a little worried. Then, she gave a nervous
giggle.
"wa-what do you mean it's for me?" she stuttered. Her mom moved behind her
and began to massage Jasmine's bare shoulders.
"I mean I'm sick of your naughty-ness. I'm sick of the fact that you never
lessen. I'm tired of feeling like a bad mother because I can't control you
anymore. You need to do some growing up, missy! So, I've decided that beginning
now, and ending indefinitely, you will be dressed and treated just like a
two year old."Jasmine just stood, shocked. Her mom patted her on the bum.
"Ok, sweetie, drop that towel and climb up onto the table." Jasmine turned,
a scared look on her face.
"Muh-mom?" she said nervously. Abby pulled at the towel wrapped around her
daughter.
"Now really, honey, don't fret, I think you'll find this is for the best."
She took Jasmine by the hand and began to pull her towards the table. She
struggled. "Jasmine...Come!" Abby commanded.
"NO!" Jasmine screeched. She began to cry. 'Oh God,' she thought, 'this can't
be happening'. Her mom pulled her into a hug. She began to whisper soothing
things in her ear and gently stroke her hair. Jasmine was still crying hysterically.
"There there, baby" . She pushed Jasmines hair from her eyes. Finally, she
began to calm. Abby picked her , holding her in a tight hug. Jasmine wrapped
her legs around her Mom's waist as she was carried by the larger woman to
the changing table. She was laid down on her back, still crying. Abby took
the large cloth diaper and set it under Jasmines bottom. She then took some
baby oil and slowly rubbed it onto Jasmine's crotch and bum. Her mom paid
plenty of attention to her butt-crack, rubbing it all over her butt hole.
Jasmine got upset and began to cry again. "Shhhhhhh...shhhhhhhh... Don't cry,
honey." She began to hum a soothing tune as she reached for the baby powder.
Jasmine tried to stop crying, tried to get a hold on herself, but she just
couldn't stop. She couldn't believe this was happening! It was all like some
horrible dream. But as her mom began to sprinkle the white powder onto her
crotch, she realized that it was real, and there was nothing she could do.
Abby lifted Jasmine's butt off the diaper and sprinkled some powder on her
bum. She then set her back down on the diaper and pulled it up between her
legs and fastened it around her hips with the tapes. "There, there, honey.
See, it's not that bad, is it?" Jasmine sniffled. Her mom picked her up off
the table and set her on her feet. She gently stroked her cheek and smiled
warmly. Then, Abby reached to the bed beside her and picked up a pink sleeper.
Jasmine recognized the outfit, she used to ware it to bed when she was younger,
about 15 or so. She couldn't believe her mom had kept it.
Abby moved to Jasmine's side and put her feet into the booties at the end
of the legs. She slipped the sleeper up and over her body, feeding her arms
through the sleeves. She zipped up the back and it was done. Jasmine stood,
dazed, in her diaper and sleeper. She looked down at herself, and for the
first time noticed the picture of the little fluffy bunny her mom had sewn
into the front. She looked so childish! Abby walked around behind her and
put her hair in pig tails, tying them up with a pair of red ribbons. Abby
sat on the bed and pulled Jasmine towards her. She lifted her small daughter
onto her lap and held her in a tight hug. She gentle stroked her cheek and
smiled comfortingly and wiped away Jasmines tears. "Mommy's baby looks so
cute today," she smiled. Abby stood up , still cradling Jasmine in her arms.
She reached down and picked up the pacifier that sat on the bed and popped
it into Jasmines mouth. "Now Jasmine had better not drop that, or mommy will
be very mad and spank Jasmine!", she said, giving her a few illustrative pats
on the bottom. Jasmine tightened her teeth around the nipple.
Abby carried Jasmine down stairs to the living room. She sat on the couch
and held Jasmine in her lap. Abby smiled at her and tickled her under her
chin. Jasmine flinched a little. There came a knock at the door. Abby lifted
Jasmine off her lap and set her down on the couch. "You just lie there for
a sec, Jazzy," she said. As Abby left the room, Jasmine shifted trying to
get used to the bulk of the diaper under her. She looked down at her flannel
covered body. She looked just like a giant baby. She began to cry, soft whimpers
coming from behind the pacifier. Just then, Abby came back in, followed by
several men carrying boxes and tools. "Just up the stairs and to the right,"
Abby said, giving the men directions to Jasmine's room.
"Thank you, Ma�am. We'll be here for a while, probably all day... I don't
think you'll want to hang around, is there someplace you can go?" Abby smiled
and picked up Jasmine.
"As a matter of fact, we do!" she said in a cheery voice. The man nodded,
gave Jasmine a funny look and went up stairs. Jasmine became worried. Where
were they going? Abby carried Jasmine out to the car. She opened the back
door and strapped Jasmine in. "Mommy's going to have to get Jazzy a car seat"
Abby said, stroking Jasmine's nose with her finger. She closed the door and
went around to the drivers side and climbed in. As they drove, Jasmine sat
and thought, sucking the soother. Where were they going? What was going to
happen? Before she knew it, they had stopped. Jasmine looked up. OH GOD NO!
They where at Zoe's house! Oh no... her best friend was going to see her like
this, reduced to a little baby! Abby unstrapped Jasmine and carried her to
the door. She rang the door bell.. A moment later, Bridget, Zoe's mom, opened
the door. She smiled.
"Hi, come in, come in" She said. Abby stepped in, Jasmine in toe. Bridget
smiled and tickled Jasmine under her chin. "My my, aren't we cute today?"
She cooed. Jasmine blushed and buried her face in her mother's shoulder. Bridget
and Abby smiled. They walked into the living room. Jasmin heard Bridget say
"Zoe, look who's here!" Jasmine looked up and was shocked with what she saw.
There sat Zoe, confined to a large play pen, warring a pink bonnet, booties,
and a pink Baby-doll dress that was so short it hardly coved her large, bulky
diaper and plastic pants....
For Jasmine and Zoe, the
whole world seemed to freeze for a moment as they sat and stared at each other.
Neither could believe it; their best friend, reduced to a cute little diaper
warring baby. Finally, Zoe's mom broke the silence.
"Well, I'll bet these little ones are hungry! Lets get them some breakfast!"
*******
"I can't believe this!" thought Jasmine. She and Zoe sat in Bridget's kitchen
in two large high chairs. The trays where locked in place over their arms
and their little bootied feet didn't even touch the ground. They struggled,
their pacifiers stuck in their mouths, whimpering desperately, praying for
some sort of miracle, praying that their mom's would come to their senses.
Prayers that weren�t going to be answered.
Abby and Bridget where sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for Jasmine and
Zoe's food to heat up a little in the microwave. Bridget was explaining just
what it was they where feeding the kids.
"It's a VERY high fiber oatmeal, to make them nice and regular. After all..."
she smiled and brushed her long brown hair from her eyes, "There's nothing
worse that a cranky, constipated baby!" They both laughed. Jasmine shot Zoe
a worried look, which Zoe returned. The microwave beeped and Abby and Bridget
pulled the warmed oatmeal from inside. They set the bowls on the tray and
let them cool a bit before pulling their pacifiers from their mouths and scooping
up a large spoonful of the gooey mess towards their daughters mouths. Jasmine
closed her lips tight.
"Come on, Baby," Abby urged, "open up!" She reached out and tickled Jasmines
tummy. Jasmine began to giggle and as her mouth opened, her mom shoveled the
pasty mess into her mouth. Actually, it wasn't that bad (Jasmine liked oatmeal)
but the humiliation of being spoon-fed...it was all too much!
Zoe wasn't going to take this as easily as Jasmine! She kept her mouth shut
up tight. Even when her mommy tickled her belly.
"Zoe! Stop being so difficult!" Bridget said in an irritated voice. "What's
wrong, honey? Why aren't you eating, usually, you... Oh, I know what wrong."
She set the spoon in the oatmeal and crossed her arms. "You haven't done you
morning poo-poo. have you?" Zoe suddenly looked panicked. Her mom reached
down and began to massage Zoe's tummy. "There's no room in there to restock
the shelves, huh?" She said in baby talk. Zoe began to squirm. It was true,
her back end was quite full. She was hoping to avoid doing it in her diaper,
or at least wait until she was alone. But as her mom continued to apply gentle
pressure to her abdomen, she knew that she was going to mess herself. And
there was no way out. In desperation, she pleaded,
"No mommy, please don't make me poop myself! I'll be good, I'll eat my breakfast
I...I'll..." Zoe winced. She clenched her sphincter with all her might, but
in the end, it was to no avail. Zoe let out a giant fart and began to fill
her diaper with a big, semi-solid load. She began to cry harder. Bridget took
Zoe into her arms.
"Oh, there there, sweetie." She pulled back a bit and looked into her eyes,
wiping the tears from her cheeks. "Let's go get that messy tushie cleaned
up, ok?" Bridget unlocked the tray from the front of Zoe's high chair and
lifted her daughter from the seat. She hugged Zoe tightly and carried her
into the living room. Jasmine, who had been watching the scene closely, was
treated to a view of the seat of Zoe's very full diaper. She shivered. Soon,
that would be her.
After breakfast, Jasmine
and Zoe's mom's carried them out to the living room and sat on the couch,
each holding their small daughters in their laps. Zoe was still sobbing gently
from her earlier ordeal. Bridget reached into the diaper bag next to the couch
and pulled out two big bottles of milk. She handed one to Abby, and with little
resistance, popped the nipple into Zoe's mouth. Bridget stroked Zoe's bonnet
covered head.
"There there, sweetie. Drink up for mommy." Zoe Began to gently suck as her
mom rubbed her tummy.
Meanwhile, Abby was having a little more trouble with Jasmine.
"Come on Jazzy," She said smiling, "drink up!" Finally, the nipple penetrated
her lips and Jasmine began to suck. As the girls drank, Abby and Bridget spoke.
"Ok girls," said Bridget, "Time to discuss the terms of your punishment."
"Number one," said Abby, "you are in diapers for a reason. No using the toilet
for the duration of your punishment. The only time either of you will be in
the bathroom is for baths."
"Number two," said Bridget, "don't even THINK about taking off your diapers.
That's what mommies are for. We, or an approved sitter, will take care of
all your nappy needs."
""Speaking of sitters," Abby interjected, "Since Zoe's mom and I have to work,
we've hired a pair of students to watch you two while we're at work. They
said they'd be dropping by today for a little meet and geet." As if on cue,
there was a knock at the door. Bridget stood up, setting Zoe in a sitting
position on the couch.
"That must be them! I'll get it!" she pranced off to get the door. Moments
later she returned, sitters in tow. Jasmine looked over and almost screamed.
Just behind Zoe's mom stood Little Julie Smith and Annette Johnson...
Julie smiled at Jasmine,
and Jasmine cringed, trying to snuggle in closer to her mommy. Jasmine used
to baby sit for Julie when she was 14 and Julie was 11. She used to tease
her unmercifully, dressing her up like a 4 year old and taking her to the
mall, showing her off to all her friends so they could laugh at her. Julie
held her small hand up and waved a little wave at Jasmine.
"Hi Jazzy!" she said grinning. She pranced over to Jasmine, kneeled down and
pinched her cheek. "We're going to have so much FUN this summer!" She began
to tickle her tummy. Jasmine began to squirm around in her mom's lap, whimpering
around the large nipple of the pacifier her mom had popped into her mouth
and looped around her neck by a pink satin ribbon after her feeding. Zoe had
one just like it. "I believe you both know Annette," Julie said, gesturing
in the small teen's direction. Annette smiled and pushed her dark hair from
her eyes. Indeed, both Jasmine and Zoe knew Annette. They used to tease the
small girl unmercifully in Jounior high.
"Hi!" she said with glee. She walked over to Zoe, knelled down and began to
tickle her under her chin. "Hi, Zoe," she smirked, "remember me?". Zoe cringed.
She began to whimper and moan as her mom picked her up and sat her down on
the couch. Jasmine's mom followed suit, plopping Jasmine down next to Zoe.
The diaper felt strange and thick under her. She wasn't used to sitting so
high.
"Ok, you girls play nice with your new sitters" giggled Jasmine's mom.
"we're going out for a bit, but we'll be back soon."
"Ok, don't worry, we'll take good care of the baby's" Annette assured Bridget
and Abby, grinning widely. Abby smirked.
"I'm sure you will" And with that, the two mothers where gone, leaving Jasmine
and Zoe alone with the Baby sitters.
They all heard the door close. Annette and Julie turned their attention back
to the 18-year-old baby sitting on the couch before them. Jasmine looked at
the two teens in awe. They had grown since the last time she'd seen them�they
where almost a foot taller than she was! She could tell Zoe was thinking like-wise;
the pretty brunette had a very worried look on her sweet face.
"Well," said Julie to Annette, "What shall we do with our young charges?"
She giggled.
"Hmmmm," said Annette, putting a finger to her chin, pretending to think it
over. "I don't know. It's such a lovely day! Maybe we could take them out
back to play in the sun!" Zoe got a panicked look on her face. She quickly
spit out her pacifier. It hung down to the middle of her chest.
"No, please not that!" she begged, "all my neighbours will be out on their
deck's! Please, please don't do this! I've learned my lesson! Honest!" She
began to cry , tears streaming down her cheek.
"Oh oh," said Julie, "Baby Zoe-woey was speaking grown-up! You know what that
means, Annette!"
"Sure do," said Annette in a sing-songey voice. "Punishment!" The two girls
began to advance on Zoe.
"No! NO! Please, don't punish me, I'll be good! I'll be goooooooooood!" She
squealed as Julie placed her hands under Zoe's arms and lifted her up, carrying
her to the chair in the middle of the living room and sat down, putting Zoe
across her lap. "Don't you dare you little bitch!" she screamed. Julie shot
Annette a look. Annette nodded and kneeled in front of Zoe, who was still
throwing a tantrum. "I swear I'll get you for this! I'll-MUPH!" Annette pushed
the pacifier into her mouth. She began to kick violently. She knew what was
coming. She began to cry again as Julie took down her plastic pants and unfastened
her diaper, pulling it off her snow-white butt. She began to gently pat it
with her open palm, sternly lecturing as she went.
"Young lady," she began, "your behaviour is inexcusable." She began to spank
harder and faster now, the carefully measured SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Ringing
out in the room. "First, you spoke grown up�" she began to spank harder and
faster now. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "Then, you said a Bad word�" even
harder and faster, now. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "And worst of all!
You contradicted us!" She was almost at full power now, but now quite. SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! "And because you can't behave, you're
going to have one sore, red butt young lady!" She was now hitting at full
force. SMACKSMACKSMACKSMACKSMACKSMACK! Zoe just cried and tried to squirm
out of the way, her formerly white bum going pink to red to purple! She squealed
and cried, begging from behind her pacifier, promising to be good. Jasmine
stared in awe and fear, and she tightened her teeth around her own smoother
and shivered�
Annette held Jasmine and
Zoe's hands while Julie spread a large pink blanket out on the ground. She
sat down and crossed her legs, pulling the large baby bag Jasmines mom left
behind into her lap. She opened it up and began to rummage around while Annette
led a very reluctant Jasmine and Zoe over to the blanket. Just as Zoe predicted,
her elderly next door neighbours where out on their deck, sipping lemonade.
They stared at the two 18 year olds, dressed up like babies and in the care
of two obviously younger girls. Julie smiled and waved at them. They both
shyly waved back and tried to get back to their conversation, but nether could
recall what it was they where discussing. So they turned their attention back
to the bizarre scene just over the fence. Jasmine saw that the old couple
where starring at them. She turned to Zoe and blushed. Zoe's eyes where still
red from crying after the spanking and Jasmine noticed that she was sitting
on her knees with her bum off the ground. Julie pulled two bottles from the
bag. "Snack time!" she exclaimed. She handed one of the bottles to Annette,
who quickly pulled Zoe into her lap, pulled out the pacifier and stuck in
the nipple. The humiliation was too much, and Zoe began to cry again.
"Oh Zoe!" Annette cooed happily, stroking Zoe's head through the pink bonnet,
"don't be so sad!" Jasmine was shifting on Julie lap, trying to get comfortable.
The sun was out and her sleeper was getting warm. It was even hotter inside
her diaper. What was more, her bladder was getting full. She had to go! It
wasn't helping that Julie was gently rubbing her tummy, putting slight pressure
on her bladder. She had to hold on. She clamped all her muscles and stopped
sucking for a moment. Julie gave her a hard pat on the back, and Jasmine almost
lost it.
"Come on, Jazzy," she prompted "drink up!" Jasmine began to slowly suck again.
Julie smiled and began to rub her tummy again. Jasmine was determined to hold
on just a little longer. Maybe even 'til her mom got home. However, the combination
of the warm milk and the gentle pressure on her bladder soon proved too much
for her. She let out a spurt of warm pee. Jasmine was mortified, but it was
just a tad. Julie would never know. It didn't even feel so bad. It was kind
of nice and warm and squishy. However, it was also very relaxing, and soon
Jasmine couldn't help it anymore. Her aching muscles just couldn't hold on
anymore. With a quiet hissing noise, Jasmine flooded her diaper with warm
pee. Her eyes shot wide open and she began to softly cry. Julie began to stroke
away her tears. "There there, little one. Don't cry. Shhhhhh�Shhhhh� Don't
worry. I don't mind that you wet yourself. You're a baby. Babies do that sort
of thing! Don't worry sweetie�I'll get you all cleaned up!" Julie lifted Jasmine
up and lay her on her tummy. Julie took the zipper between her thumb and forefinger
and unzipped it. She slipped it off the crying Jasmine and set it aside. She
them rolled Jasmine onto her back and took off the plastic panties. Then she
undid the pins and took of the wet diaper. It had a huge yellow stain in the
crotch. The cool breeze felt very nice on Jasmines hot skin, cooling her right
off. The she realised she was naked! Outside! She blushed bright red as she
saw the elderly couple giggling at her predicament. Jasmine turned away and
continued to cry. Julie took out the powder, oil and diaper cream. First,
she oiled Jasmine right up, making sure to get it in her butt crack, just
like her mom did. She put the oil aside and picked up the powder and began
to dust it across Jasmines crotch. Then, she lifted Jasmine's legs and powdered
all over her little dimpled butt. Julie then put powder on Jasmine's tummy
and chest. She even got some in her face, causing her to sneeze. Julie smiled
at Annette. "Oh, look Annette. The baby just sneezed! Isn't she cute?" Annette,
still holding Zoe in her lap smiled and nodded. Julie began to rub diaper
cream into Jasmine's crotch and bum. "To keep away diaper rash" she explained,
smiling. She reached into the diaper bag and pulled a fresh nappy and a new
pair of plastic panties. "Oh, look honey," she exclaimed, holding the plastic
pants up for Jasmine to see. "Minnie Mouse!" she said pointing to the large
drawing of baby Minnie on the seat. Jasmine blushed as Julie pined the new
diaper around her fanny. Moments later, Jasmine found herself zipped up tight
in the sleeper.
After a little while, Jasmine and Zoe where led back inside. "Bath time for
dirty babies!" Annette cooed. She and Julie led the pair up the stairs and
to the bathroom. They striped both girls naked (except for their pacifiers)
and began to run the water into the tub. Jasmine and Zoe sat on their butts
on the cold floor and looked at each other. Then they blushed and looked away.
When the water was just right, Julie and Annette put Jasmine and Zoe into
the tub. The pair sat waist deep in the warm water, facing each other. Annette
and Julie each took a bar of soap and began to wash the babies. The soap roamed
all around their small nude bodies, soaping up their most intimate parts.
Jasmine felt Julie run the soap down her back and began to rub it over her
buns. "Lift" Julie ordered, patting Jasmine's tush. Jasmine blushed and cried
out in embarrassment. Julie leaned close to Jasmine and gently whispered "Oh
Jasmine! Don't be so upset!" She reached over and began to tickle Jasmines
belly and ribs. Jasmine dropped her pacifier into the water and began to giggle
and squirm and splash. Julie and Annette laughed at the spectral. Julie Picked
the pacifier up and pushed it back into Jasmine's mouth. She eyed Jasmines
Downey blond bush and frowned. Babies weren't supposed to have hair down there.
She went over to Annette and began to whisper in her ear. Jasmine and Zoe
didn't like the look of this�
The two teens giggled and Annette nodded. Julie turned to the pair in the
tub. "Auntie Annette and I will be right back. You two stay here." The pair
pranced away. Jasmine contemplated running away, but remembering Zoe's painful
spell across Julie's lap and decided against it. Instead, she sat back and
tried to relax. She didn't have long. Moments later, Julie and Annette returned
with a small overnight bag. They set in on the counter and began to dig through
it with glee. Moments later, they pulled out a container of Nair! Julie and
Annette walked over to the tub and ordered Jasmine and Zoe to stand up. With
tears in their eyes, The two babies did as they where told. Julie and Annette
stooped down and began to rub the cream onto Jasmine and Zoe's privets. The
began to gently bubble a bit, and the girls whined a little. Julie then instructed
them to sit down. Jasmine and Zoe did as they where told and cried as their
bushes disappeared. As soon as she was sure that the babies little pussies
where bare, Julie got the babies out of the bath, dried them off and carried
the nude little girls down the hall to Zoe's bedroom. Jasmine caught sight
of them in a mirror on the wall, and almost couldn't believe what she saw.
There She and Zoe where, being carried down the hall by two girls younger
than they where, their bare little bums peaking out. It was all too much!
Julie and Annette took the babies into Zoe's bedroom. Jasmine was shocked
as she looked around. The whole room was decorated as a nursery! There was
and extra large changing table, all types of stuffed animals and Barbie's
and even teddy bare wallpaper! But what shocked Jasmine the most was Zoe's
"crib". It was just her regular twin bed, but all around it where bars that
reached almost to the ceiling, with a barred door with a lock at the foot!
Julie and Annette set the girls onto the large changing table, and began to
re-diaper them. Julie first rubbed baby oil into Jasmines crotch and butt,
then she rolled her over and began to powder her butt. Next thing Jasmine
knew, she was trapped inside another soft diaper. The same Mini mouse plastic
pants where pulled up over her bulky diaper and she found herself trapped
in her fuzzy pink sleeper once again. She saw that Zoe was dressed in a soft
yellow, footed sleeper, with lace around the neck and shoulders. They where
lifted once again and carried over to the foot of Zoe's crib. Julie set Jasmine
on the floor as the reached into he pocket, pulled out the key and unlocked
the door. Julie and Annette Quickly laid Jasmine and Zoe side by side and
tucked the pair in. Julie kissed both of the on the forehead while Annette
went around to the nightstand beside the crib and turned on the baby monitor.
"Now you girls," Julie said, "this baby monitor is very sensitive, and we
don't want to hear a peep from you, or Auntie Julie and Auntie Annette will
come up here and spank little babies." She gave Zoe and illustrative pat on
her backside. Julie crawled out of the crib and closed and locked the door
behind her. "oh, and I want to see those pacifiers in your mouths when we
come to wake you up." Annette left, followed by Julie, who turned out the
light. "Pleasant dreams, babies." She giggled and closed the door. As they
heard their babysitters footsteps move further and further away, Jasmine and
Zoe sat up on their knees and hugged tightly. They gently rocked each other
and cried in the darkness, until they fell asleep. They where awakened about
an hour and a half later by Julie and Annette gently shaking them.
"Come on, sleepy heads," Annette cooed. "Wakey wakey!" The babies groaned
and sat up. Julie opened the door and carefully took Jasmine into her arms.
She and Annette carried the two babies down stairs to the living room, where
Abby and Bridget sat, chatting and drinking tea. They smiled as Julie and
Annette deposited their little daughters into their lap. Abby smiled and tickled
Jasmine under her chin.
"Hi sweetie." She grinned. "Did you have fun today?" She smiled and tickled
Jasmines tummy. She looked to Bridget, who was feeding Zoe from her bottle.
"I'd better get this little one home." She turned to Julie and Annette. "Same
time tomorrow, girls?" The two baby sitters smiled.
"Oh yes!" answered Annette enthusiastically. Bridget and Abby exchanged pleasantries
as Abby left. She opened the back door of the car and plunked Jasmine down
in a big Baby car seat!
"Look what mommy got for you today, sweetheart!" She firmly belted Jasmine
in and closed the door. Despite the fact that she had just woken up from a
nap, Jasmine felt very tired and soon drifted off, wondering what tomorrow
would bring�
They say time moves slowly for those in prison. If that's true, can you imagine
how slow the past month had moved for Jasmine and Zoe, Dressed as babies,
confined to cribs and playpens, drinking from baby bottles?
It had been almost a month since that first day. Julie and Annette had been
coming every day to sit for Jasmine and Zoe. They even popped in most weekends,
just to see how they where!
It was about 1:00 in the afternoon on Saturday, and Jasmine, Zoe and their
mothers where sitting out on Jasmines deck. The two babies sat on the same
large pink blankets, Jasmine in a skimpy pink baby doll that barley covered
the top of her diaper, Zoe only had on her diaper and a tee shirt that barely
covered her navel. They where pretending to play Barbie's while their mothers
chatted away about their fate.
"You know, Abby," said Bridget, "I think the girls have been neglecting their
friends." Zoe and Jasmine looked at each other. This sounded bad�
"I think you're right!" Exclaimed Abby. "Now what can we do about that�I know!
Let's throw them a slumber party with some of their big girl friends!" Jasmine
and Zoe began to cry and Jasmine wet her diaper.
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It didn't take long to round up all the girls' friends. Some of them thought
it was strange that Jasmine and Zoe's mom's where calling, but the lure of
free food, videos and a big surprise was too much for them to resist. At about
five, the guests began to show up. First, there was Suzy. Suzy was a very
pretty and petite blond. She was the stereotypical Cheerleader, long, curly
blond hair, big blue eyes and just dim enough to be endearing. The next to
arrive was Beth. Beth was different from Jasmine and Zoe's other friend's.
She was very pretty, but she was also very tall and muscular. Her long blond
hair came down almost to her bum, and she had it tired in a pony tail. Even
Julie and Annette came! Abby and Bridget gather the four in the living room.
"What's going on?" asked a slightly annoyed Beth.
"Like, Yeah," chimed Suzy. "Where's Jasmine 'n Zoe, or something?"
"Well," began Abby, "there's a bit of a surprise for you girls. You see, Jasmine
and Zoe are in the middle of a punishment and� Well�"
Perhaps it would be best if the guests could see the girls?" Suggested Bridget.
"Wonderful Idea!" Exclaimed Abby , clapping loudly. "This way, girls�"
The four teens followed the two blushing, giggling ladies to the set of French
doors that lead to Jasmines family room. There was a large curtain covering
the large windows.
"We know how much you girls are looking foreword to the sleep over, but first,
We think you should know the whole story," began Bridget.
"Why don't we just show them?" Abby giggled.
"What a wonderful Idea!" Exclaimed Bridget, clapping her hands. She opened
the door�
Suzy and Beth gasped. Julie and Annette could hardly contain their excitement!
There, in the middle a playpen with that where five feet high sat Jasmine
and Zoe. Jasmine was wearing a cute pink sundress that just barley covered
the top of her diapers. Zoe was in a tiny little t-shirt with a lion cub on
it, diapers and plastic panties with "ABC" Blocks all over them.
"OH..MY GOD!" Beth exclaimed! She hurried over to the playpen and began to
tickle Jasmine's stomach . "You two look so cute!!" She Beth giggles as Jasmine
squirmed and tried to get away. Beth stood and looked to Abby and Bridget.
"Well, I guess you can tell that this is no ordinary Slumber party," Abby
chirped excitedly. "I hope you won't mind babysitting!" she cheered. Bridget
stepped in.
"They need to be fed and bathed. There's money on the table for videos, preferably
age appropriate, and food for the big girls. The babies food is in the fridge."
"Now, there is something we should show you older girls" Abby said. The Moms
lead the baby sitters into the next room. Moments later, Jasmine and Zoe heard
the baby sitters laughing. They shot each other a nervous look. Seconds later,
the big girls where back in the room. Beth moved to the playpen, reached in
and started tackling Jasmine under the chin.
"Lets go to the video store!"
As Beth Carried her into
the living room, Jasmine saw what they where laughing at. There, in the middle
of the room, where two wheelchairs that had been converted into strollers.
They had straps that fit over their crotches, and where decorated pink with
yellow flowers. The large back wheels had been replaced with two small ones,
like the ones on the front. A canopy attached to two polls helped protect
the babies from the hot sun. The Girls Giggled as they set Jasmine and Zoe
in the chairs, belted them in and pushed in their pacifiers. Beth tweaked
Jasmine's nose and kissed her forehead.
"You be good now," she whispered. With that, Jasmine and Zoe where wheeled
towards their next humiliation.
The marry little band set off to the video store. It wasn't far, and, since
it was warm out, they decided to walk. Julie and Annette pushed the babies,
while Suzie and Beth carried the diaper bags. The gang chatted away, laughing
and giggling. Jasmine and Zoe shot each other a worried glance, and Jasmine
noticed that Zoe had tears running down her cheeks. Jasmine shifted her butt
around to scratch an itch. Julie reached under the canopy and placed her hand
on Jasmines head.
"No squirming, sweetie," she grinned. She was enjoying this way too much!
She couldn't wait until they where at the video store and she could really
show the babies off!
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Beth was wondering why she was enjoying this so much. After all, Jasmine and
Zoe where supposed to be her friends. Why was she enjoying seeing them so
humiliated? She saw Julie telling Jasmine not to squirm and couldn't help
smiling. They both just looked so cute! She began to have visions of sitting
Jasmine on her lap, doing her hair, changing her diapers� She giggled a little.
Her life had just become a little more interesting.
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It only took a quick look at the clerk at the video store to send Jasmine
and Zoe into hysterics. It was Stacy Carmack! Stacy dropped the magazine she
was reading and began to giggle.
"OH�MY�GOD!" She mouth had formed an astonished little 'o'. "What's going
on?!" she asked.
"They're being punished!" Annette said in a matter-of-fact fashion. Stacy
bent down in front of Zoe. She tickled her belly and tweaked her nose.
"Tooooooo cute!" She giggled. She looked up at Beth. "you know, I'd be more
than happy to recommend some good children's movies�"