Terrys first visit to Grandmas
By lilbear
It was a warm spring night in April. The lights around the school were out,
but the full moon shown brightly, revealing 3 figures sneaking around the back
of the schoolyard. The hissing sound of spraycans could be heard in the quiet
night. Suddenly the three figures were bathed in the light of a police care
spotlight. A voice over the speaker said, Stay right where you are, this
is the police!
Somewhere, across town, a phone rings, Hello?
Mrs. Franks? a voice asked
Yes, who is this?
This is the Boomtown Police department, we have your daughter down here.
What! What happened?
It seems that Terry was caught defacing public property. She and a couple
of other girls were painting profanities on the school walls when an officer
noticed them and flashed his light. The girls were brought down here and when
it was determined that they were juveniles, you were immediately contacted.
Would you please come down to the station.
Yes, of course. Is there any bail to be paid?
No mamm, in the case of juveniles, they are usually released into their
parents custody unless they are considered a danger to the public at large.
Thank you, Ill be right down.
Tammy hung up the phone and fumed, That girl! This is the last straw.
I just dont know what to do with her.
The drive to the police station wasnt a pleasant one either, a large accident
held Tammy up for almost a half an hour. The wait didnt help her mood
either, and she fumed even more as she talked to the sergeant at the desk and
was told it would be a while before Terry would be out. Damn paperwork!
Tammy thought to herself
Tammy sat down in the waiting area, next to an older woman.
What brings you out this late miss. Somebody try to mug you too?
the old woman asked
No, just here to pick up my delinquent daughter. That girl is enough to
make a saint swear!
You poor thing. I know how hard it is to raise kids in these trying times,
Ive worked as a nanny for nearly 30 years and Ive seen it all.
Tammy turned to face the old woman, Youve never had to deal with
someone like my daughter, Terry. Shes constantly in trouble, in school,
at home, and now shes been arrested for defacing public property. I just
dont know what Im going to do. She doesnt respond to any punishment
Ive tried so far.
Tammy lost herself in explaining to the old woman how Terry would laugh off
spankings and always found a way to get out of being grounded. She didnt
receive an allowance, so she didnt have any finances to halt. Tammy couldnt
figure out what it was about the woman that made it easy to pour her soul out
to, or why she was sharing the intimate details of her familys homelife
with a complete stranger. She finished by saying, I just dont know
what Im going to do this time, Im out of ideas!
The old woman nodded and said, Yes, they grow up so fast, its always
easier to deal with them when theyre still in diapers and a playpen.
Suddenly a light appeared in Tammys eyes as an idea formed.
Terry knew she was in trouble,
this was the third time she had been caught, and this time they called her mom.
As she walked out of the back room into the waiting area, she saw her mother
talking to an older woman. Terry walked up to the ladies as they finished talking.
Alright, Ill bring her over tomorrow morning. Are you sure youre
ok with this? Tammy said
I think it sounds like a great idea. All children should be handled this
way. The old woman replied
Upon seeing Terry, the old woman got up, said good-bye to Tammy and walked out
the door.
Tammy looked at her daughter, standing there with a quizzical look on her face,
but before Terry could say anything, her mother grabbed her by the arm and led
her out to the car. The drive home was made in silence, as Terry was to afraid
to say anything. When they arrived home, the only thing her mother said to her
was, Go up to my room, sit on the bed and wait for me. If you get off
that bed, Ill have your Uncle Ben come over and tan your hide. Terry
definitely didnt want her Uncle to spank her. Her Uncle Ben was a big
man and believed heavily in corporal punishment, so she walked up to her mothers
room and, went in and sat on the bed. The next thing she heard was the click
of a lock. Terry suddenly remembered, her mother had put an external lock that
could only be opened with a key. Since there was no release on the inside of
the room, Terry was stuck for the duration.
Terry heard the car in the driveway start and pull out. Her mother was leaving
her alone. She sat on the bed and waited, for nearly half an hour. She began
to worry that her mother was going off and leaving her to rot. Worry turned
to fear after an hour and she started crying. She knew she hadnt been
the greatest daughter, but to leave her, locked in a room with no way out, really
scared her.
She was on the brink of climbing out the window when she heard a car pull into
the driveway. She could see her mother get out of the car and carry several
sacks into the house. It was another 45 minutes before she heard the lock click
and the door open. Her mother was standing in the doorway with an armful of
things, but the light behind her made it hard to see what it was.
Tammy walked over to her dresser and put all the things on it. She then turned
to her daughter.
I have tried to raise you right. I taught you the difference between right
and wrong, but you didnt listen or didnt care. I have decided that
the only way I am going to instill any morals into you is to start over
Terry was confused, What do you mean start over?
Her mother reached over and turned the light over her dresser on so Terry could
clearly see what she had placed there.
Terrys mouth dropped to the floor when she saw; several disposable diapers,
big enough to fit her, a baby bottle, full of some kind of almond liquid, a
baby bib, and a long tee shirt with a diapered teddybear holding a baby bottle,
on it.
She looked at her mother and said, You are crazy if you think Im
gonna wear that stuff!
She was about to say something else, but Tammy cut her off, You will wear
this and behave like a good baby girl, or I will let you rot in the detention
home for a couple of months. You see, I talked to the officer that arrested
you and he thought this idea was a good one. If you decide not to go along with
my little plan, I will call him and he will take you to the detention home until
your trial and then you might get a few more months.
Terry knew she was beaten, she followed her mothers instructions and laid
on the bed. First her mother placed the baby bottle in her mouth. Terry discovered
the liquid in it was baby formula. Her mother then removed her daughters
pants and panties, and pulled out a straight razor. Terry released the bottle
and began backing away from her mother.
Baby girls dont have hair down there. We are going to make the baby
smooth so she doesnt get diaper rash.
The words diaper rash made Terry cringe but she carefully allowed
her mother to place a pad under her and shave off the pubic hair she was so
proud of. She was then wiped down with a baby wipes and had baby lotion smoothed
into her now sensitive diaper area. Next she was sprinkled with generous amounts
of baby powder and this too was smoothed into her skin. The final humiliation
was when her mother began talking baby talk to her as she gently placed a very
large disposable diaper under her and laid her down on it. The diaper was then
carefully pulled up, over her now hairless crotch and taped around her waist.
By this time, Terry had begun crying from humiliation and hardly touched her
bottle.
Her mother made her sit up while she removed her tee shirt and replaced it,
with what she discovered was a onsie. The girl was made to lay back and the
onsie was snapped around her thoroughly bulging butt. Terry was led off the
bed and over to a rocking chair in the corner of her mothers room. Tammy
sat down and gently pulled Terry onto her lap. She took the bottle and held
it to her daughters lips. Dejected, Terry took the nipple and slowly started
to nurse on the baby formula. It wasnt long before she feel into a deep
sleep.
Terry awoke groggily. Looking
around, she discovered she was in a babys crib, was wearing a onsie, and
an obvious diaper underneath. Memories flooded back into her quickly awakening
mind. She remembered her mother diapering her and feeding her a bottle. The
crib, she noticed was slightly different from a normal baby crib. There was
a net or mesh of some kind covering the top and when she tried to push it out
of the way so she could get out, she found it secured tightly. This began to
worry her as she felt the need to relieve herself. It was at that time, her
mother made her entrance.
Well, hows my baby? her mother said in a condescending tone
Mom, please let me out of here, I gotta go! Terry said, her need
growing with every moment
Need to go? Oh! I understand, well go then.
Terry relaxed and waited for her mother to release the mesh over the crib. A
few moments later, when she realized her mother wasnt going to let her
out, she panicked
Mom, let me out! concern filled Terrys face
Let you out? For what? No, no, babies use their diapers.
Terry let out with a string of obscenities that would have made a sailor blush.
Her mother stood aback, shocked that her daughter even knew such words. Tammy
walked over to the dresser and pulled an object from one of the drawers. Terry
couldnt see what it was but when her mother turned around, the giant pacifier
was clear as day. Terry let loose with another barrage of curses. Her mother
turned and left the room. Terry squeezed her legs together, trying to prevent
the natural process from continuing, it helped a little. Tammy returned to the
room with a bar of soap in one hand and a wet washcloth in the other.
Neither 12 year old girls nor babies talk like that! Tammy began
soaping up the washcloth.
Terry clamped her hands over her mouth, knowing what was going to happen.
Now, little girl, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Her
mother said
Terry continued to keep her mouth covered. Tammy knew she was in for a fight,
so she laid down the soap and picked up a cellphone.
I have your uncles number on speed dial here. If I have to dial
his number, its going to cost you more than just a mouth scrubbing.
Terry was concentrating so much on keeping her mouth from getting washed out
that she forgot about her need to go potty. Suddenly she felt a warm wet sensation
in the diaper and her bowels cut loose at that exact moment. A look of terror
fell over her face and she let her hands fall as she started crying. Tammy took
this opportunity to reach through the bars of the crib and begin to scrub Terrys
mouth out. Terry sputtered and tried to spit out the soap but the humiliation
of just having wet and dirtied her diaper was too great and she continued crying
as her mother finished her task.
Tammy then released the mesh netting over the crib and lowered the bars, she
sat on the mattress and held her daughter to her breast, stroking her hair and
gently humming a lullaby. Terry was very upset, and just held onto her mother,
crying herself out. When Terry had stopped crying, Tammy laid the girl down
on the mattress and began to unsnap her onsie. Terry began to whimper again.
To quiet her, Tammy slipped a large pacifier into the girls mouth and
rubbed her tummy. She spoke softly, using soothing baby talk to the harried
girl. Tammy untapped the large pamper and lifted Terrys legs to clean
her off. She then slipped a clean diaper under her bottom and began to smooth
in baby lotion then powder. The diaper was brought up between Terrys legs
and fastened at her waist. Tammy sat Terry up and removed the onsie and replaced
it with a footed sleeper. She then led the girl over to the rocking chair again
and set Terry on her lap. Reaching over to the nearby night stand to retrieve
a baby bottle, she began to rock Terry, still cooing to the girl. She gently
removed the pacifier and slipped the bottle into Terrys mouth.
Terry, I want you to know, I love you honey, and Im doing this for
your own good. Now tomorrow, I have to go to our of town for a week, so I am
sending you to stay with someone. This person will treat you just like I did
today, and I expect you to behave like a good baby for her. When I come back,
you will be allowed to be a big girl again, and I wont ever treat you
like a baby here at home again. If you misbehave again though, I will send you
to this persons home to spend a weekend. She will treat you just like
a baby and you will behave like one. When you are at this womans home,
you will call her Gama, and will only talk in baby talk. She will
probably have some other rules, but these are mine. This is your punishment.
I dont want to do this to you, but nothing else I have tried has worked.
I hope you will learn your lesson.
Im sorry mom. I promise to be good from now on. Terry said
from behind the bottle nipple
Tammy pulled the bottle from her daughters lips and hugged her for some
time. The rest of the day, Terry was allowed to play in the playpen in the front
room. Her mother changed her when she needed it and gave her several bottles
during the day. That night, Terry slept uneasily, wondering who the person was
who was going to watch her while her mother was away. Dreams of nuns treating
her like a baby in front of a class of her friends filled her mind.
When she awoke, Terry could
feel someone moving her and putting clothes on her. She remembered the day before
and became fully awake. Her mother was putting pants on her. She could tell
by the tightness in her crotch, her mother had diapered her before dressing
her. Tammy didnt speak to her daughter during the preparations for the
trip. To avoid last minute pleas for lenience, Tammy placed a pacifier in Terrys
mouth. Terry was dressed and placed in the crib while her mother gathered items
to be placed in Terrys diaper bag. When packing was finished,
Tammy led Terry down to her Suburban and placed her in one of the built-in child
seats. She gave Terry a baby bottle and told her to Make a happy bottle
for mommy honey.
The trip took all of about half an hour and by the time they arrived, Terry
was fast asleep again. Tammy knew she couldnt lift her sleeping daughter
out of the car, so she gently roused Terry. She led the tired girl to the front
steps of a nice little house. As Terry came to her senses, she could tell they
were out in the country, and the house was a couple of hundred yards off the
road.
At least no one will see me treated like a baby. Terry thought to
herself as her mother rang the bell
An older woman answered the door. Terry immediately recognized the woman as
the one her mother had been talking to in the police station. A sudden precognitive
shudder ran down Terrys spine.
So, this is the precious little girl Ive heard so much about. My
but youre a cutie. The woman said as she reached over and tickled
Terry under her chin.
Tammy handed the woman Terrys diaper bag and said, Heres her
diaper bag, it has enough clothes for the week, but if you need anything, you
know where we live.
The woman smiled and nodded. Now you just run along and Ill get
this little girl back to bed, she looks as if shes about ready to fall
down right on the porch. And with that, the old woman lifted a surprised
Terry into her arms and laid the startled girl on her shoulder.
Tammy leaned over and kissed Terry on the cheek, Bye bye honey, now you
be good for Grandma, ok baby?
Terry was about to answer her mother as she would any other time, but then she
remembered the rules her mother had set down the day before. Otay Mommy,
me be dood dirl. The embarrassed girl managed to squeak out.
The old woman giggled and Tammy said, I set some rules for Terry last
night, I know you probably have more, but I wanted this to be a little more
embarrassing for her. She must call you Gama and she may only talk
in babytalk while shes here.
I understand, and I have a few rules, but Ill explain them once
she gets up later. Say bye-bye to momma baby.
Bye-bye Mommy. Terry managed a little wave then buried her face
in the old womans shoulder, crying
Bye honey, see you in a week. Tammy then turned and walked to the
Suburban
The old woman carried Terry into the house and into a back bedroom, made up
to be her nursery. She laid the girl in a large crib and removed her clothes,
down to her diaper. She then placed a large pacifier in Terrys mouth and
proceeded to dress the girl in a footed sleeper. Terry was covered with a huge
baby blanket and given a Raggedy Ann doll and told to go nite-nite
Terry found it difficult to sleep as she had just gotten up a few hours ago,
so she lay in the crib, wondering what the old woman was going to do in the
week to come. After an hour, the woman came into the nursery and let down the
rail of the crib.
Still awake? Thats ok, in a few days, youll get used to having
a nap. The old woman smiled and proceeded to remove the sleeper
Now sweetheart, I want you to understand whats going to happen this
week. I will treat you like a 15 month old baby. That means, I dont expect
you to do much talking, and like your mother said, you must use babytalk at
all times. I also want you to remember, you must use your diapers for everything.
Terry cringed at the thought of using the diaper and being changed by this old
woman.
If you want changed, you must cry or give me some sign. Next, you are
just learning to walk, so I dont want you trying to walk by yourself.
You have to crawl unless supported by me. As she talked, the old woman
slipped her fingers under the waistband of Terrys diaper
Your mother told me all about your little escapades and what a naughty
little girl youve been. When she suggested that I take you in for
a week, and try to make a proper little lady out of you, I thought
it was a great idea. You know, I worked as a nanny for nearly 30 years. I raised
children to be gentleman and ladies and using that experience to
help your mother, gives me a feeling of being useful again. The woman
then proceeded to dress Terry in a short, pink, ruffled dress and put her hair
into pigtails with little flower bows
Sorry dear, I tend to ramble. The last rule is the most important. You
must obey me at all times. If you break any of my or your mothers rules,
I will make sure your fanny glows bright red for a few hours. I also have other
ways to make your stay with me unpleasant. Lets not talk about that right
now though. Youre going to be the perfect little baby girl for me, arent
you?
Terry nodded, realizing that she didnt have much choice. The old woman
was surprisingly strong and Terry didnt want to push her luck. The woman
picked up Terry and carried her into the kitchen, then sat her in a highchair,
which also seemed a bit bigger than normal. A bib was secured around Terrys
neck and a tray slid onto the highchair, at her waist. Terry was immobilized,
unable to get out of the chair. The old woman turned around and walked over
to the kitchen stove and removed something from a pot. The then turned around,
carrying a baby bottle and held it up to Terrys mouth.
Now be a good girl, and make a happy bottle for Grandma. Grandma get the
baby her lunch in a moment. The old woman held the bottle until Terry
took hold of it and began to dejectedly suckle on the amber nipple.
While Terry nursed on the bottle, Grandma busied herself with preparing
Terrys lunch. Several jars of babyfood were opened and warmed in a pot.
When the food was warmed, she placed some in a sectioned plate and brought it
over to the highchair. She pulled a chair over and sat down, she then pulled
a rubber covered adult spoon from the silverware drawer and scooped
up some of the cooked baby stew.
She lifted the spoon up to Terry, who was still nursing and didnt want
to eat the disgusting looking confection. Terry refused to take the bottle away
from her mouth so Grandma could feed her, so the old woman gripped
the bottle and pulled it away from the girl.
Come on honey, babies have to eat, and you need solid food. With
that, she shoved the spoon into Terrys mouth.
Terry almost gagged at the consistency of the stew, even though the taste wasnt
as bad as she had imagined.
In between the stew, Terry is given bites of mushy carrots and some warm vanilla
pudding. The meal went quietly and Grandma made sure that Terry gets some on
her face and bib.
Babies are so messy. Grandma said with a giggle
After lunch is finished, Grandma wiped Terrys face off and removed the
bib but didnt let her out of the highchair right away.
Wana git down gama. Terry exclaims
In a minute honey, Grandma has to get your bath ready, then after youre
all clean, were going to the store to get baby some clothes and supplies.
Terror filled Terrys heart.
If we go to the store, people, maybe people I know, will see me dressed
like this. She thinks to herself. Nooo! Me no wanna go, gama pees
no!
Now sweetie, dont give me any trouble. We are going shopping for
my grandbaby and thats that! Grandmas voice turned stern and
hard for a moment as she walked out of the kitchen.
Terry knew she was doomed. She fidgeted in the highchair, twisting and trying
to unlatch the tray, only to find it was locked with a key.
And just what do you think you are doing little girl? If you think youre
going to get out of that chair before I take you out, youve got another
think coming. Terry nearly jumped out of her skin as Grandma suddenly
appeared in the doorway
Without another word, Grandma had Terry out of the chair and into the nursery.
She put a pacifier in Terrys mouth and instructed the girl not to remove
it. She then undressed Terry, down to her diapers, then strapped the girl to
the table.
Now sweetie, I want you to wet and mess your diaper. I need to give you
a bath and I dont want to waste the diaper. Terrys eyes grew
large and Grandma sensed her apprehension.
Think of it this way honey. If you wet and mess now, I may not have to
change you till we get home from shopping. Thats one less embarrassment
you have to endure.
Terrys eyes pleaded with the old woman, but to no avail, and she began
to wet herself. She felt a hand on her bottom as the diaper grew warm. She looked
up into the loving eyes of Grandma and relaxed. Suddenly she knew she had to
poop and let it out, into the waiting diaper. Grandma felt the diaper fill as
she watched the girls humiliation grow. She rubbed the girls tummy
and began to talk to her in soft, relaxed tones, using nonsense words, like
what you would use with a baby to calm them down.
Good girl! Grandma said Now lets get that ucky diaper off
the babys bottom
Just as she was about to start changing Terry, the phone rang. Ill
be right back honey, just relax.
Terry desperately wanted out of that disgusting diaper. She began looking for
the latch for the strap that held her to the table. The strap however, remained
intact, her arms pinned by it, were unable to reach either the latch, or the
dirty diaper. After a moment, she began to hear snippets of the conversation
going on in the other room.
Shes fine Tammy. Were going shopping in a little bit. Got
to get my new grandbaby some pretty clothes. Grandma laughed Yes,
yes, she seems to be behaving more, although I caught her trying to get out
of her highchair this afternoon. Nothing major to report.
Terry tried to listen but Grandma began talking softer and the conversation
too low to hear.
As the old woman talked with Tammy, she could hear what sounded like a party
in the background. The closer she listened, the more she could hear Tammy slur
her Ss and she had the happy drunk tone to her voice. When the old woman
questioned Tammy about it, she was politely to mind her own business and
take care of Terry
Grandma walked back to the nursery, only to find Terry trying to get off the
changing table.
Now listen here little girl, you behave yourself. I know you dont
want to go out, but this IS a punishment after all. You should know that you
wont be too embarrassed. The only people who will see you are people you
dont know and dont know you. Now, lets get my grandbaby bathed.
Grandma deftly removed Terrys very full diaper and cleaned her messy bottom
off with a rather large baby wipe. She then removed the strap and lifted Terry
into her arms. Terry was carried into the bathroom and set down. Grandma placed
her elbow into the water and proclaimed it just warm enough for baby.
Terry was placed into the water and Grandma began washing her. During the bath,
Grandma cooed and chattered in soothing tones which seemed to make Terry relax.
When the bath was done, Grandma dried Terry off and wrapped the girl in a huge
bath sheet. She carried her into the nursery and set her on the changing table.
Honey, Grandmas going to make her little grandbaby nice and pretty.
Then were going to go shopping at a nearby mall. You will be dressed in
diapers and baby clothes, and I suggest you act like a baby. People wont
think its so strange if you seem to be a large toddler. With this
said, Grandma pulled a couple of diapers out from underneath the changing table
and strapped Terry down once more.
Grandma began removing the plastic back of one of the diapers and set it inside
the other diaper. Terry didnt understand what she was doing, until Grandma
put something around the inner diaper to hold it in place. Terry
began to cry and started trying to get off the changing table again.
Stop that this instant! This is just so I wont have to change you
for a while. Grandma said
Pees gama. I no wanna ware it ebebody ill see it! Terry cried
Grandma brought the diaper over to the table and began to slowly rub Terrys
tummy, cooing to her and explaining that it was natural for babies to be seen
in diapers. Terry continued to cry as Grandma pushed Terrys knees up to
her chin, lifting her bottom off the ground. Grandma applied baby lotion to
Terrys bottom and crotch, then slowly lowered the girls bottom onto
the thick diaper. Powder was sprinkled onto her diaper area and the diaper itself
was pulled over and secured. The diaper was, (as Grandma knew) easily seen and
would be quite visible under the short dress that she would put on Terry.
Terry continued to cry and beg not to be treated this way as Grandma put pink
socks on her feet and tied her long hair in pigtails. Terry was then unstop
and made to sit up while Grandma slipped the short, pink, ruffled, baby dress
onto her grandbaby. The final touch was the maryjane shoes.
Grandma lifted Terry off the changing table and led her by the hand over to
a full length mirror. Terry looked into the mirror and was shocked to see herself.
She truly did look like a large toddler or a very young girl. There was no trace
of her true age anywhere. She looked back to Grandma and used her most pitiful
gaze to try to get Grandma to soften her punishment. Grandma just stood there,
unmoved by the girls performance.
Give it up little girl, Ive taken care of hundreds of boys and girls
and Ive seen it all. You cant get me to lighten up with that sad
puppy dog face. Ive seen it thousands of times.
This old woman is a tough customer! thought Terry
Terry watched as the old woman filled her diaper bag, stuffing toys,
diapers, wipes, powder, and other things she would need. After the bag was full,
Terry was lifted from the floor and carried outside and over to Grandmas
car. Terry was placed in a child seat and strapped in. Grandma gave Terry a
pacifier and her Raggedy Ann doll to keep the girl quiet during
the long trip.
They drove for an hour, but it seemed much shorter to Terry. She was so concerned
about someone seeing her that time just slipped away. They pulled into a mid
sized mall and Grandma pulled a stroller from the trunk. Terry was sat in the
stroller and strapped in. Terry didnt want to be seen in her condition
by anyone, so she hid her face behind the doll. Casually, Grandma and Terry
strolled through the mall, stopping in certain shops to try on clothes or buy
toys for Baby Terry. Terry was relieved when they started to leave
the mall, no one had even questioned the fact of a big girl being
treated like a baby. Even though Terry was small for her age, she was still
12, and knew she couldnt really pass off as a toddler.
Suddenly Grandma stopped the stroller for a moment, then she rolled it over
to a couple standing outside a clothing store.
Ida? Grandma said
The woman turned and smiled, Kate? Kate Braun? Why I havent seen
you in years, how are you?
Grandma smiled back, Good to see you, Im doing the best I can since
Ted died.
Teds dead? Oh, Im sorry dear. My condolences. How did it happen?
He had a heart attack and passed away about four years ago. Grandma
almost cried
The other woman hugged Grandma and suddenly noticed Terry sitting in the stroller.
Whos this cutie, your Granddaughter? the woman asked
No, just babysitting for a friend. This little ones mommy had to
make a business trip and asked me to watch her for the week.
Well, you always did love kids. How old is she. The woman patted
Terry on the head
Thats a long stor
All done Aunt Ida. What do you think? Terry couldnt see who
said it, but she thought the voice sounded familiar somehow.
Its fine Carrie. Well add it to the rest. Ida said
Terry heard the name Carrie and a sense of fear ran through her.
She knew the voice. It belonged to a girl from her school. A girl that Terry
and her friends had teased and harassed quite a bit, Carrie Buttler. Terry buried
her face in the doll and tried to remain quiet so as not to draw Carries
attention to her. Carrie walked over to her aunt and uncle, to show them the
ensemble she had chosen.
Carrie, this is Mrs. Braun. Shes an old friend of mine. Ida
looked to Grandma Kate, this is my niece, Carrie. Carrie is visiting us
for the summer so her parents can take a trip to Europe.
Nice to meet you Mrs. Braun. Said Carrie
Nice to meet you too dear. My, such a polite young lady. Your mother and
father raised you very well. Grandma said, stressing the polite
part for Terry to hear.
This is little Terry. Terry can you say Hi, to the nice people?
Grandma nudged Terry
Terry was terrified and held the doll to block anyone from seeing her face.
The poor things a little shy. Grandma said
Carrie walked up to the stroller and said, Thats alright Mrs. Braun,
I baby-sit for a lot of kids her age, and I can usually get them to warm up
to me.
Carrie looked in the stroller and froze in her tracks, then she nearly fell
backwards laughing. Terry started crying.
Carrie! That was very rude, you made the poor thing cry! Ida shouted
Sorry Aunt Ida, but I just noticed that shes not a little girl,
she goes to school with me. Carrie gasped out between laughs.
What? Thats impossible, this child cant be more than 6 or
7 and youre nearly 13. Ida said
Carrie slowed her laughter, and said, Her name is Terry alright, but its
Terry Franks, shes in some of my classes. I recognized her the second
I looked in the stroller. She and her friends harass me and my friends because
we get better grades. They say were nerds and geeks.
Oh Man! Wait till I tell everyone, I saw Terry Franks dressed in a diaper and
baby clothes, being pushed in a stroller. Shell never live it down!
Ida just stared at Grandma, Is that true?
Grandma pulled Terry from the stroller and held the crying girl to her shoulder,
patting her on the back to quiet her down. Im afraid it is Ida.
Grandma said, and proceeded to tell Ida the entire story of how Terry came to
be in her present situation.
After explaining everything, Grandma asked Carrie not to say anything to anyone
about Terrys punishment
Im sorry Mrs. Braun, but this is too good to be true. Terry deserves
to be humiliated after what she and her bitchy friends have done
to some of my friends. Im not going to let an opportunity like this to
get by me. Carrie said sarcastically while staring down at Terry
CARRIE MAY BUTTLER!! You will apologize to Mrs. Braun right now and not
say a word of what youve seen here. Is that understood? Ida said,
with shock and surprise at her nieces behavior
Carrie turned to her aunt and said, No, Im sorry. No, Im not
sorry! Aunt Ida, you have no idea just what this little wench and her click
have put me and my friends through. They held Jennifer Oneal down and
shaved her from head to toe. Jennifer wanted so badly to be in their group and
they told her, that was the only way they would let her in. After they shaved
her, they shoved her out of the girls locker room with no clothes on and locked
the door.
Terry suddenly forgot her baby-talk rule and spoke up, Hey! I wasnt
even there when that happened, I never did anything to cause anyone any physical
harm!
Grandma reached into the stroller and stuffed a pacifier into Terrys mouth
before the girl could say another word.
Yea sure. What about the time you threw that blueberry pie at Patty Duffy,
it ruined her prom dress and they had to throw it out. Carrie said angrily
Grandma looked at Terry, Is that true young lady? You can talk as an adult
for the moment.
Terry looked on the verge of crying again, No! I didnt throw any
pie, it came from behind me.
Carrie gave Terry a contemptuous grunt and said, Bullshit, Lynn Bankroft,
one of your own friends told everyone she saw you do it!
She probably would have, she and I were on the outs at the
time and she was protecting her boyfriend. Even Patty didnt believe I
did it, thats why she asked her parents not to make me pay for the dress.
Ask her yourself if you dont believe me.
Carrie knew that if Patty thought Terry had thrown the pie, she would have told
her parents so, as she always had a great relationship with them. The statement
seemed to calm Carrie. She looked up to Grandma and apologized and promised
not to breath a word of Terrys punishment to anyone. Her Aunt knew what
kind of damage a rumor could cause to Terry. Suddenly, she had an idea to ensure
her nieces silence.
Carrie, I want you to stay here with Terry while I talk to Mrs. Braun
for a moment. Ida said
This made Carrie very nervous but she obeyed and stayed with Terry.
Terry pulled the pacifier out of her mouth and whispered to Carrie, Look,
Im sorry for all the things that Gen and the others did to you and your
friends. I didnt find out about Jennifer until the next day in school,
I was out with the flu when it happened. When Gen told me what they did to Jennifer,
I told them I wasnt going to talk to them until they apologized and let
Jennifer in. As for Patty, even though I was told I didnt have to pay
for the dress, I did. I felt bad that she had to throw out such a beautiful
dress.
The women talked for a few minutes and Grandma gave Ida a shocked look at a
few points during the conversation. When they finished, both women walked over
to the girls.
Carrie, your uncle and I have to go out of town for a few days, starting
tomorrow. Mrs. Braun has agreed to allow you to stay at her house during our
absence. Ill be sending over your CLOTHES and other supplies
with you tonight. Ida said, stressing the word clothes
Carrie turned pale. She knew what her aunt meant by CLOTHES
No! You cant do that, I dont want her to see me like that.
Its alright for you or Mom to see me, but Mrs. Braun is a stranger, plus
Terrys staying there. I DEFINITELY dont want her to see me like
that. Carrie whined
No buts young lady. Ive already explained to Mrs. Braun about your
special needs and she has agreed to take you in for a day or so. We were going
to hire your regular sitter, but Mrs. Braun has agreed to do this as a favor
for an old friend. I know that you dont like Terry and her friends tease
you and your friends, but I cant let you spread a rumor about what you
saw here today. All Im doing is giving Terry and equal amount of blackmail
information on you, just to be sure you dont do something youll
both regret
Carries heart sank, Aunt Ida was her favorite aunt and to do this was
very nearly the worst thing she could have done. Carrie decided right there
and then, shed never forgive her aunt for this.
The rest of the day, Terry couldnt stop wondering what the entire conversation
with Carries aunt had been all about. She tried to ask grandma in babytalk,
the rule having been reinstated after the incident, but Grandma would only say,
Wait and youll see. Their last stop was the medical supply
store, there Grandma picked up about 50 or so adult cloth diapers and 20 pairs
of plastic pant. Terry wondered about this because Grandma always kept her in
disposables.
When they were done shopping, Grandma took Terry to a nearby restaurant and
made her sit in a highchair while she was fed baby food and given a baby bottle
warmed by the kitchen, just for her. By the end of the meal, Terry was on the
verge of crying, from the embarrassment she suffered. To top it off, she wet
her diaper and needed to be changed. Grandma took her into the ladies restroom
and put a changing pad on the floor, just as a woman walked in. The woman stood
aghast at the sight of Terry standing there in diapers and a short dress.
WHAT IS THAT CHILD DOING IN DIAPERS! the woman nearly screamed
Terry immediately started crying. Grandma held Terry close, comforting her and
gave the woman a look that could have frozen molten lava.
Ill have you know miss, that my granddaughter has a bladder and
bowel control problem and wears diapers to keep her clothes clean, and we just
came from a costume party. Are you happy now, Terry is a sensitive girl, and
youve made her cry?
The woman turned pale and apologized profusely for the misunderstanding. Terry
calmed down after a few minutes. Grandma laid Terry down on the changing pad
and changed her diaper very quickly as to avoid any more incidents. Terry slept
on the way back to Grandmas house, waking up only when she was lifted
into Grandmas arms and carried into the house.
Terry was placed in the playpen in the living room and told to play nice till
bedtime which was at 7:30. About 7:00 Terry realized she had to poop, and knowing
that she couldnt get out of the diaper or into the bathroom , she forced
herself to mess the diaper, again, she was so embarrassed that she was barely
able to keep from crying. Terry managed a weak call to Grandma, at the same
time as the doorbell rang.
Grandma went to answer the front door, looked at Terry who was near crying,
and said, Just a minute sweetie. You wouldnt want to keep our guest
waiting outside would you?
Grandma opened the door and standing there was Carrie Buttler, dressed in a
sunshine yellow baby dress, including rumba panties. Terry could tell that Carrie
was diapered, as her bottom was really puffed out. Carrie looked in the house,
saw Terry sitting in the playpen, began crying and turned, burying her face
in her aunts coat.
Aunt Ida, how could you do this to me? I hate you! Now shell be
telling everyone in school that I like to wear diapers and be a baby.
Carrie sniveled into her aunts coat
Nonsense Carrie, remember that Terry is also in diapers and baby clothes,
and I doubt that shell be very willing to reveal anything because someone
is bound to ask how she discovered it. Shed then have to tell about how
she was also in diapers and treated as a baby. I doubt she wants anyone to find
that out, isnt that right Terry? Ida said, looking over to Terry
Terry nodded, and it seemed to comfort Carrie. Carefully Carrie entered the
house. Ida put a pacifier in Carries mouth and sat her in the playpen
beside Terry.
Now listen to me girls, Terry is being treated like a baby girl because
shes being punished. Carrie on the other hand, is and infantilist, or
a Teen Baby, she like to dress and be treated like a baby. You girls will be
together for the next couple of days, so I suggest you get along and play nice.
I dont want to hear of either of you saying a word of what happened here,
to any other kids. Because if you do, and with that, Ida pulled out an
instamatic camera and snapped two pictures before the girls could cover their
faces. I will have to send these pictures to your school and then neither
one of you will like what happens. This isnt a threat, just a way of insuring
nobody gets hurt.
Ida handed Grandma, Carries diaper bag and suitcase. Theres
enough clothes in the suitcase for two or three days, and diapers enough for
five, just incase were stuck and cant get back. Ida then looked
back to Carrie and said, Now Carrie, I talked to Mrs. Braun and she told
me that Terry has certain rules she has to follow, you will have to follow the
same rules while youre here. Of course, its nothing that you wouldnt
do at my house. Now Ill see you in a few days honey, be a good girl for
Grandma. Ida bent over the playpen and kissed Carrie on the forehead,
then walked out the door.
As soon as Ida was out the door, Carrie began to smell a dirty diaper and looked
at Terry, who was still trying not to cry.
Mrs. Braun, I think Terry needs her diapers changed. Carrie said
That can wait for a moment, first I would like to aquaint you with the
rules of the house for babies. First, babies call me Gama and only
talk in babytalk. Second, you are not allowed to walk without my help, you have
to crawl anywhere you go or Ill carry you. Third, and I dont expect
any problem with you, you must use your diapers for everything. If you need
to be changed, I expect to you to cry like a baby should or give me some other
sign. Is that understood. Grandma said
Carrie grinned and nodded, Yeth gama
Grandma grinned and reached into the playpen and lifted Terry out.
Yes, I think you definitely need a diaper change little girl. Grandma
said to Terry
Grandma laid Terry out on the floor next to the playpen and positioned a changing
pad under her.
Gama, no. No chang me here, chang me bedroom! Terry whimpered
Nonsense, theres nobody here but a Grandma and a couple
of Babies. No reason to be embarrassed sweetie. Grandma said
as she began untapping Terrys dirty diaper
Terry was very embarrassed. She looked to Carrie, but Carrie was more interested
in the toys in the playpen then Terrys diaper change. Terry was relieved
and turned back to Grandma, and promptly received a pacifier to occupy her.
As she sucked on the pacifier, she hardly noticed the process of being changed.
After Terry was changed, both the girls were taken back into the nursery. Terry
was laid in the crib while Carrie was laid on the changing table. Grandma checked
Carries diaper and finding it dry, she dressed the girl in a footed sleeper
and slipped her pacifier into her mouth before laying her in the crib. Terry
was next. Grandma figured that since Terry had just been changed a half an hour
before, she would still be dry. Terry was also dressed in a footed sleeper,
but where Carries was yellow and had little bears on it, Terrys
was pink with baby dolls on it. The girls were each given a bottle of warm formula
and told to go to sleep. Grandma knew the girls would need to talk, so she made
a show of turning off the baby monitor. She thought, Ill turn it
on after theyre asleep.
Once Grandma had left the room, Terry looked at Carrie and winced, not knowing
quite what to say. She thought for a moment and decided that the best thing
was to be honest and forward.
Carrie? Do you really LIKE to wear diapers and be treated like a baby?
Carrie pulled her bottle from her mouth, Yea, I do. I cant explain
it, but my aunt says its called Infantilism. Basically it
means that sometimes I feel so stressed out, that being a baby and having no
responsibilities, is the only way to feel better.
Carrie looked away for a second and shyly asked, How did you get put into
diapers?
Terry sighed, I got caught by the police, spray painting the school walls.
My mom thought that this was the only punishment that I couldnt laugh
off, and Boy was she right. Ive learned my lesson. Ill behave from
now on. I dont want to repeat this, although, I kinda, sorta, almost,
like the attention. But I definitely dont like pooping my diaper, its
gross.
Carrie giggled and said, Yea, pooping is more of a boy thing, cause they
dont have to worry about infections or anything. I have to poop my diapers
when I play baby, cause my aunt says, Babies poopy their diapers and if
youre a baby, then so do you. , but shes cool and changes
me right away if I poop.
Carrie looked around, checking to see if anyone was near. Ya know what
I think?
No what? Terry asked
I think you might be an Infantilist too, youre just
too scared to admit it. Carrie whispered
Terry glanced to her right then her left. She then whispered back, I think
I might be too, but only I dont like going outside dressed as a baby,
cause I dont want anybody to know, but Gama.
Suddenly Carrie gave a distressed look and began to poop herself. Terry could
tell what was happening and began to call Grandma.
Gama. Gama, Cawwie poopy.
Grandma heard Terrys call and walked back into the nursery.
You two should be sleeping, babies need their sleep, but I dont
want one of my girls to sleep in a poopy diaper. With that, Grandma lifted
Carrie out of the crib and laid her on the changing table.
It took only a few minutes to clean and rediaper Carrie. Then Grandma laid her
back in the crib and said, Its time you two went to sleep. Im
turning on the baby monitor and I dont want to hear another peep out of
either of you. Nighty night. Grandma leaned over the railing of the crib
and kissed both girls on the forehead before raising the railing and turning
out the lights. Carrie and Terry relaxed, suckling on their bottles. It wasnt
ten minutes before both exhausted girls were asleep.
Terry awoke sometime in the middle of the night. She heard a noise and felt
someone moving her. She glance up sleepily and saw Grandma changing her diaper.
When Grandma saw Terry had awoke, she gently slipped a pacifier into her mouth
and began rubbing her tummy so as to relax the girl. Terry, still waking up,
took the pacifier and allowed Grandma to change her diapers with a minimum of
fuss. When Terry was changed, Grandma lifted her up and carried her to the rocking
chair. After setting the girl on her lap, Grandma removed Terrys pacifier
and slipped a baby bottle into her mouth. Terry was still not fully awake, so
she slowly began suckling on the bottle. Terry was asleep again before half
the bottle was gone.
It was well after sunrise when Terry was again awakened. She sat up in the crib
and looked around. Carrie was nowhere to be found and the house was quiet. Her
wet diaper was beginning to feel cold and uncomfortable. She felt alone and
began, to her astonishment, whimper and cry. Not long after she started crying,
she heard the basement door open and close. Grandma walked into the room, picked
up the crying girl and began to rock her while slipping a pacifier into her
mouth.
There, there sweetie. Its alright, Grandmas here. Grandma
said in her most maternal voice.
She carried Terry over to the changing table and laid the girl on it, while
slipping two fingers into the front of her diaper.
My, youre a wet little girl. Grandma will fix that in a moment sweetie.
Grandma untapped Terrys wet diaper and said, Honey, did you wet
the bed before you came to visit Grandma?
That was when the realization hit Terry. No she hadnt wet the bed before
coming to Grandmas. Terry shook her head and began to whimper.
Its alright honey, after being in diapers for a couple of days and
not using the potty, its only natural for you to start wetting in your
sleep again. It will probably take a week or two for you to be dry at night
again after you go home. Not a big problem. Grandma tried to comfort the
worried girl
After Terry was cleaned up, Grandma picked up several cloth diapers and began
to fold them. Terry gave Grandma a questioning look. Grandma just laughed and
said, I just want to see how you do in cloth diapers today. Youre
going to look more the baby in these, but dont worry, were not going
anywhere today.
Terry was relieved that Grandma wasnt going to embarrass her by taking
her out in cloth diapers and rubber panties. Grandma picked up a pair of pink,
rubber panties and slid them over Terrys ample diaper, then sat her up
while she slid a very short baby dress over Terrys head. Terry looked
at the pink flowers on the dress and thought that this would indeed look cute
on a baby. It was about this time when a wailing came from the living room.
Grandma placed booties on Terrys feet and a baby bonnet, and placed her
back in the crib before leaving. A few moments later, the wailing stopped and
Grandma came back into the nursery, carrying a very unhappy looking Carrie.
Grandma place Carrie on the changing table and began to undo her snap plastic
panties.
My, my, youre the second very wet baby Ive had to change.
I think you girls can play in the back yard until lunch. Carrie honey, remember
though, Terry cant walk, so take it easy on her, shes not as big
a girl as you.
Otay Gama, I ty be good girl. Carrie said as Grandma finished changing
her
Grandma dressed Carrie in a pink romper and baby shoes, and sent the girls outside
to play. Grandma watched the girls play in the back yard. Terry and Carrie sat
in the sand box, building a castle and digging. Both girls were having so much
fun, that they didnt even realize that it was lunch time until Grandma
came out to get them.
Grandma took one look at the sand covered girls and said, You two are
the dirtiest babies I have ever seen, Im gonna have to give you both a
bath.
Grandma carried Terry, while leading Carrie by the hand into the house and upstairs
to the bathroom. Both girls were stripped down to their diapers and sat on the
floor. Grandma began running the bath water and testing its temperature.
She pulled out a changing pad and placed it on the floor and reached over, taking
Terry first and carefully removing her diaper, which was soaked and dirty. Grandma
cleaned Terry and put her in the tub. She next took off Carries diaper
and plastic panties, cleaned her up and put her in the tub. Both girls were
a little embarrassed to be seen naked by the other, but soon got over it as
Grandma washed them from head to toe. She paid close attention to the diaper
area, Just to be sure my babies dont get diaper rash. Terry
and Carrie were then dried off and carried into the nursery where they were
dressed in clean diapers and tee shirts.
After everyone was clean, the girls were carried downstairs and placed into
highchairs, bibed, and fed a prueed baby food of chicken and vegetables. Lunch
was a messy affair and both girls needed to be wiped off afterwards. When the
cleaning was done, Carrie was placed in a playpen and Terry in a baby swing,
and givin toys to occupy her.
It didnt take long for lunch to settle and sleep to fill the girls eyes.
Grandma came in to check on the girls and the condition of their diapers and
found both asleep, Carrie in the playpen and Terry in her swing. She carried
both girls up to the nursery and changed them without waking either one. They
were laid into the crib and didnt wake up for nearly two hours.
The next few days were the same, diaper changes, playing in the back yard, and
even a trip to the Ice Cream Palace, where each girl got a cup of their favorite
flavor. Carrie left on Thursday, and it was hard for either one to say goodbye,
they had become close friends, and each was sure that there would be some changes
when they went back to school on Monday.
By Friday, Terry was used to using her diaper and acting like a baby, so much
so, that when her mother came to pick her up on Saturday, she hardly recognized
her daughter. Terry seemed almost to enjoy her time as a baby and Tammy didnt
like that at all. There was a conference by Grandma and Tammy, just to be sure
Terry was sufficiently punished. Grandma didnt tell Tammy about the friendship
between the girls, or that Carrie had even stayed there at all. Tammy was satisfied
that Terry had learned her lesson. As Terry left, Grandma could see that the
training panties that she had Terry wear, were slightly wet, and knew that Terry
would probably be visiting her a lot in the months and years to come
The End
(For Now )