The Brat

by Nobodyreally


“OMIMGOD! Like, I can’t believe Mrs. Cross partnered you with Lea Black, Deena!”
Anna Sullavin squealed as she joined the rest of the cheerleading squad on the football
field for practice.
Deena Jackson nodded sullenly. The pretty, popular, blonde cheerleader could
scarcely believe the news herself. Lea Black was the biggest looser in school; She
dressed all in black, wore garish black and white make-up, hardly ever spoke, and wasn’t
on any teams.
“I know,” Deena said, voice full of indignation. “Cross is such a complete bitch.”
“So what are you gonna do?” Casey asked, sipping on diet coke.
Deena sighed melodramatically and rolled her eyes. “I’m going to her house after
practice.”
“EWWWWWWWW!” They squealed in unison.
“That is totally gross!”
“I don’t have a choice!” Deena whined, reflecting on the cruelty of her life. “I need a
good grade on this project or I’m gonna fail!”
“Hey, there she is!” Ali Johnson pointed across the field. They followed her finger
and saw Lea on her way home.
Lea was really quite a pretty girl. Her long, jet black hair was a startling contrast to her
naturally pale skin, creating a ghostly beautiful effect. She wore a few small, silver rings
and chains, and a long, tight, black dress that really showed off her ample breasts and ass
(which no one on the squad would admit they where at least a little jealous of).
“Total skank,” Julie concluded before the squad went back to their stretches.

After practice, Deena went straight to Lea’s house without changing out of her
uniform. She rang the doorbell and suppressed a pout. This was so unfair! Lea answered
the door, still in the clothes she wore to school, and smiled politely, inviting Deena in
and leading her to her upstairs bedroom, which Deena was surprised to find was quite
well decorated. She eyed the beautiful four-poster bed and the superbly crafted desk on
the other side of the room.
She declined Lea’s offer of a drink. “let’s just get this done, ‘kay?” she said, not quite
hiding the catty tone in her voice.
The pair worked into the night, Lea doing most of the work while Deena sulked,
barely speaking, even when asked a direct question. This was so lame. Wasting a
perfectly good spring evening stuck inside with the biggest looser in school. It wasn’t
fair.
“You are such a brat.” Lea’s voice was as smooth as caramel and slightly amused.
Deena sat back on her heels, slightly shocked. “What?”
“You. Are. A. Total. Brat.” Lea smiled. “You’re a spoiled rotten infant. Nothing but a
big baby.”
Deena’s mouth was agape. “I... You.” In a huff, she quickly stood, smoothing out her
short, white skirt over her royal blue bloomers. “Who do you think you are?! I mean, who
do you, like, think you’re talking to?!”
Lea slowly got to her feet. “I think I’m talking to a 17 year old baby. A girl who’s only
major talents are looking cute and whining ‘til she get what she wants. A girl who’s never
done anything for herself. I bet you’re not ever potty trained.”
“You bitch! What...” The words died as she gazed into Lea’s face, her seductive,
laughing smile, her deep, brown eyes, the face of a mature woman, and froze, tense as a
little girl lipping off to an adult. Suddenly dizzy, she brought a hand to her temple. Deena
tried to pull her eyes away from Lea’s but couldn’t. It was almost like she was in her
head. Deena nervously fidgeted with the hem of her skirt as her stomach contracted and
flip-flopped. “I...I...” She trailed off and rubbed her stomach absently. She suddenly felt
very full, and a little nauseous. She gasped sharply as she felt her sphincter open. There
was a brief fart, a short, loud PPPPaaaaPPP, followed by a small pile of warm poop
sliding into her bloomers, mushing against her butt. Her mouth fell open and her eyes
bulged, welling with tears. “I...I...”
Lea feigned a frown and put her hand on Deena’s soft, smooth cheek. “Awwww, poor
baby Deena, did she have an accident?” Deena sniffled and nodded, tears trailing down
her cheeks. She couldn’t believe it! This couldn’t be real. It had to be some awful
nightmare. She closed her eyes and willed herself to wake up. But when she opened them
again, Lea was still smiling at her, and the warm, lumpy mess was still pressed against
her tight little bottom. Suddenly, she felt quite dizzy and stumbled, nearly fainting. Lea
caught her and took her by the hand. “Let’s get you cleaned up,” she whispered tenderly,
wiping the other girls tears away. She lead the sullen girl to down the hall to the
bathroom, where she quickly and easily stripped Deena’s sweeter, skirt, and silk bra off,
leaving her standing in her messy panties. Lea took the waist-band between her thumb
and forefinger, and slowly pealed them off. Ordinarily, Deena wouldn’t have stood for
this, but she felt so strange, so confused, like someone was blocking her thoughts. She
was quite a mess; though a large portion of the mess had come off with the soiled
bloomers, there was still quite a bit of brown poo smeared across her pale buns. “Whew!
Mama’s got a stinky baby today, doesn’t she?” She grinned. Deena blushed and pouted,
but Lea gently stroked her face. “It’s OK, honey. You couldn’t help it.”
“I couldn’t!” Deena insisted in a high-pitched whine.
“I know, baby,” Lea murmured, stroking Deena’s tight little belly. “Poor little Deena.
Such a little girl, a tiny baby. So helpless, a defenseless infant.”
Deena sniffled. “no, I’m a big girl,” she said in a tiny voice, more trying to convince
herself than Lea.
“Hush. Do big girls mess their panties?” Lea popped a pacifier into Deena’s
astonished mouth. “Come on, into the tub.”
Deena stepped cautiously into the tub. Lea took the hand-held nozzle down and turned
the water on, making sure it was nice and warm before starting on Deena’s dirty bum,
cooing over and over “baby girl, so small, so helpless.” When all the poop was washed
off, she picked up the soap and began to gently clean Deena’s bottom. “Such a little girl.
Such a cute baby.”
Deena sucked nervously on her pacifier. She couldn’t believe this was happening. She
couldn’t believe that she’d done that in front of mommy... no, wait, Lea. She gave a brief
sigh from behind her soother. She was so confused, she felt so strange. She heard a small
piddling sound between her legs and looked down, shock to find that she was peeing into
the water pooling around the soles of her feet. She gasped and tried to stem the flow, but
couldn’t. She made an upset mewing sound and stomped her feet, the beginning of a
tantrum. Lea gently placed a hand on her shoulder. “It’s OK, baby. You’re just to little to
control yourself.” Deena let out a small, choking sob. What was happening to her?
When Lea had her cleaned off, she lead the confused girl back to her room, instructing
her to sit on the bed. Deena did as she was told, sitting totally naked on the edge, hands
folded across her lap to conceal her bare slit and small thatch of pubic hair, sucking her
pacifier while Lea crossed over to her closet, removing several items Deena couldn’t see.
“Well,” Lea began, “It looks like we can’t trust you not to make a mess of your clothes.
And we can’t let you run around naked, can we?” Deena shook her head vigorously, her
blond hair whirling about. Lea crossed over to the bed and tossed down a few bundles of
cloth. It took Deena a moment to realize that it was a diaper and pink party dress. She
squeaked from behind her pacifier when she saw the cream and powder. Lea was going
to diaper her! As though she could read her mind, Lea smiled and said, “yes. Don’t
worry, baby Deena. Soon mommy will have that little bottom of yours diapered all nice
and tight. But first...” she sat next to Deena and abruptly pulled her into her lap before
taking a thermometer and a tube of KY Jelly from the night stand. “I think I need to
check my baby’s temperature.”
“MUMMPH?!” Deena mumbled around her pacifier.
Lea swiftly slapped her chubby little butt, drawing a squeal. “Hush. Just relax.” She
squeezed a dollop of KY onto her index finger. “Mama knows what she’s doing.” She
gently rubbed the cool gel over Deena’s little anus, getting it good and lubricated. Deena
moaned, then gave a shocked and embarrassed yelp when Lea gently penetrated her tiny
pucker with the tip of her finger. Blushing, she peeked over her shoulder to watch Lea
give the glass tube a few shakes before bringing it down. “Take a deep breath, baby.”
Deena squeezed her eyes shut and gave a loud, long squeal as Lea pushed the
thermometer into her anus. She grunted and moaned, sobbing as she turned and rested
her forehead on the bed. The thermometer was cold, and while it didn’t hurt, she was
vividly aware of it sticking out between her cheeks. Lea cupped her hand over Deena’s
crack, holding the cool glass in place. Her other hand was gently rubbing her back.
“Shhhh....Shhhhh....” She cooed over and over, “You’re OK, you’re all right. Mommy
will take care of her baby girl.” She smiled as she felt the warm bundle in her lap squirm
against her thighs. She patted the girls venerable cheeks. “Good girl. Good baby.” Deena
choked and sobbed a bit. Lea took the thermometer between her fingers and twisted it in
her bottom, drawing a peep followed by a moan. “Do you like that, baby?” Leas voice
was husky as she continued to twirl the thermometer in Deena’s butt. She moaned and
nodded, vigorously sucking her pacifier. Lea smiled, watching Deena’s thighs becoming
slick. “Mmmm, I thought so,” she whispered. Deena mover her hands between her chin
and the bed, sighing. Suddenly, she felt a hand between her legs, rubbing her wet pussy
lips.
“MMMMMMhhhhhuuuummmm.....mmmmmm,” she moaned as Lea began
rubbing her clit. Waves of sensation crashed over her: The cool thermometer up her rear,
the warmth of Leas thighs on her belly, the expert fingers working between her legs, the
rhythm she sucked out on the pacifier, and Lea cooing over and over. “Good baby. Cute
baby. Little baby. Mommy loves her baby.”
Her world exploded into orgasm. She grunted and moaned and sobbed and shrieked
with pleasure. For a moment, she felt nothing. When she opened her eyes again, she
could no longer feel the thermometer up her butt, nor the hand in her crotch, nor Lea’s
warm voice. She looked back over her shoulder at Lea, who was inspecting the
thermometer. “Hmmmmm,” she nodded, setting it aside before taking a tissue and
wiping the excess gel from Deena’s bum. “Let’s get you dressed, honey.”
Deena lay on her back on the bed, bottom up as lea slid the soft, cotton diaper under
her and began to sprinkle soft, white powder on her butt and pelvis. She rubbed it in,
asking “You like this, honey?”
Deena heard a young girl’s quiet lisp. “Yes mommy.” It took her a moment to realize
it was her voice. Lea smiled and pulled the bulky cloth diaper tight between her legs
before snapping the pins in place. The soft bulk between her legs forced her thighs apart,
it was like she had a pillow strapped to her butt.
“There,” she smiled as she helped Deena to her knees. She took the frilly pink
baby-doll dress with the short, puffy selves from the bed. “Lift your arms, angel.” Deena
did as she was asked, and Lea slowly pulled the soft garment over her firm breasts. as she
adjusted it, Deena realized it barely covered the pins of her diapers and flushed warmly
with mouthwatering embarrassment. Next, Lea tied a soft, pink bonnet onto her head.
Finally, a pair of transparent pink plastic panties where pulled up her legs. Lea stood back
and admired her handiwork, a sly smile on her face. Deena looked back at her, sitting
back on her heals, hands folded in her lap, her eyes wide and innocent. the perfect infant.
Lea climbed onto the bed and knelt face to face with Deena. She stroked her face.
“Mama’s baby looks so cute today.” Deena smiled and giggled, easing herself into Lea’s
arms, burying her face in her ample bosom. Lea lifted her chin until she was looking into
her eyes, kissing the top of her head. Deena looked down, cross eyed at the pacifier. Lea
laughed, removing it from between her lips. Deena smiled innocently.
“Thank you for my pretty cloths, mommy,” she whispered.
“You’re welcome, baby.” Lea’s hands traveled down the smaller girls back to her butt,
pulling her close and kissing her full on the lips.
When their lips parted, Lea popped the soother back into her mouth. Deena gladly
accepted it, and nestled her head back into Lea’s chest. “Let’s get my baby something to
eat.” Deena nodded eagerly and allowed Lea to carry her to the kitchen, where a high
chair was waiting.
Deena squeaked with delight as she was set in the chair and the tray was locked in
place and tied a bib around her neck. Lea began rummaging for food. “Now lets see.
What would my baby like to eat? Ah, I know just the thing!” Deena giggled and squirmed
with anticipation as Lea took out a pint of ice cream. She quickly made a huge sundae
with whipped cream, chocolate and a cherry on top. She fed Deena slowly, using a very
large spoon. “Here comes the airplane,” she smiled, shoveling another huge spoonful into
Deena’s grinning mouth. Her lips where smeared with ice cream and chocolate dribbled
down her chin and onto her bib. “Open wide,” Lea sang, bringing the spoon towards
Deena mouth, but before it could find it’s way in, she turned the spoon around and ate it
herself. “Mmmmmm,” she grinned teasingly as Deena pouted. With the next spoonful,
she put a large smear on the end of Deena’s nose before bending down and kissing it off.
When Deena was finished eating (and after she was cleaned off) the two retired to the
living room to watch TV. They cuddled on the couch, playfully kissing and fondling each
other, when Deena felt a rumble in her tummy. She moaned slightly. Ice cream always
gave her gas, and she could feel it building in her butt. She looked into Lea’s loving eyes
and frowned slightly, shrugging her shoulders and holding them there as she let out a
deep rumbler of a fart, only slightly muffled by her diapers. She blushed a little as Lea
laughed good naturedly, more at her reaction than anything else. Deena grunted a bit a
blew out a hot, wet, bubbly one that seemed to go on for hours, followed by a little
squeeker. “Whew!” Lea smiled, crinkling her nose. “What a gassy baby I have!” Deena
blushed and Lea laughed and gave her a quick peck on the cheek.
But Deena’s gassy symphony wasn’t over yet. Two short BLAP!’s slipped out, beyond
her control. She squeezed her eyes shut and pushed, hoping to get the last bit out on one
big one. There was a loud, wet BLURP that made her cheeks wobble. Diarrhea erupted
from her butt, mushing wetly into her diapers. She gasped, the color draining from her
face as she let out another loud, wet fart, more diarrhea exploding into her diapers, filling
her seat like a balloon.
Lea knew what was wrong from the sounds, and smells and the look on Deena’s face,
but she decided to enjoy her embarrassment a bit. “What’s wrong Hon?”
Her face beet red, Deena looked into Lea’s eyes and whispered “poo-poo mommy.”
Lea kissed her on the fore head. “Lets clean you up, sweetie.” She carried her charge
back up to her room. Deena was on the verge of tears, and would have broken down had
it not been for Lea’s reassuring presence and gentle cooing. “Good girl. Pretty girl. Sweet
girl.”
She carefully lay Deena on the bed and wiped a tear from her cheek. “It’s OK, honey,
don’t cry. You’re just a little baby, you couldn’t help it. Mommy will get you all clean.”
She pulled her plastic pants off and unpinned the diaper. Discarding it in a diaper pail she
had hidden in the closet, and, lifting her legs with one hand, began to clean Deena off
with a baby wipe. “Yes. Yes.” She soothed quietly as she maneuvered the wipe across
her dirty cheeks. “All clean. Mama will make her little girl all clean again.” She
discarded the used wipe and took a fresh one, wiping between the girls well rounded
cheeks.
Deena sighed. The cool, wet cloth felt heavenly on her dirty, sticky butt. Then, she felt
Lea rubbing cool, wet baby cream into her skin. She giggled as mommy’s strong fingers
worked the cold cream into her seat, kneading her chubby bottom and tickling her little
anus. She felt a light rain of powder falling on her appreciative lower cheeks, and her
legs being lowered as the process was repeated across her privets. Finally, a new, bulky
diaper was pulled between her legs and pined to her little butt before her plastic pants
were slid back on. Deena sat up and smiled shyly. Lea smiled and bent down, kissing her
firmly, using her tongue to explore Deena’s mouth.
When the kiss ended, Lea smiled and popped the pacifier back into Deena’s mouth.
“OK baby. Bedtime.” Deena sat passively on the bed while Lea went to the closet to
gather her nighttime cloths, which consisted of a long, silk sleeping gown with thick
mittens. She undressed Deena to her diapers, taking a moment to admire her smooth, pale
skin, firm breasts and large, dark nipples, before pulling the gown over her head and
threading her arms through the sleeves and feeding Deena’s small hands into the thick
mittens. She gently fixed Deena’s hair, then stood back to admire her handiwork. Deena
smiled happily, and looked about to say something, but before she could, Lea pushed her
onto her back and jumped onto the bed, sitting on the girls narrow hips and seizing her
wrists. Deena let out a surprised shriek as Lea completely over powered her, taking the
soft ribbons on either wrist and synching the mittens tightly before tying them to the belt
around her waist, effectively immobilizing her arms. Quick as a cat, Lea turned to face
Deena’s legs, grabbing a ribbon on the hem of the gown (which cleared her feet) and
cinched it closed as well, effectively trapping her in a silken prison. Deena struggled
uselessly, still somewhat shocked at the situation. Her frustration growing, she grunted
and groaned as she flopped about on the bed. Rolling onto her tummy, buried her face in
the bed and strained, trying to break her bonds. Lea’s warm, sexy laugh filled her ears.
Tears starting to stream down her face, Deena looked up into Lea’s smiling face.
“Mommy!” she whined, “I don’t like this! Untie me!” Lea stretched out like a cat on all
fours, crawling across the bed before descending lazily onto her stomach, face to face
with Deena. Still grinning, she looked into Deena’s anguished face, stroking her cheek
gently.
“Now, now,” She admonished teasingly, “Baby must be bundled up. We don’t to
catch cold, do we.” Deena sobbed and growled, grunting as she strained to get free. Lea
giggled. “Careful with all that straining, Deena. We wouldn’t you to have another messy
accident, would we?” Deena croaked and sobbed into the sheets. She felt Lea slide
around her and take a seat on her butt, rubbing her shoulders. “There, there honey.
mommy was just teasing.” Deena continued to cry into the sheets. Lea bent down till her
lips where nearly touching the girls ear. “I think you look so cute,” she whispered,
nibbling on Deena’s ear. Deena continued to sob and moan, not even paying attention to
Lea, who sat back and continued to massage Deena’s shoulders, concerned. Maybe she’d
pushed too hard. Suddenly a grin lept to her face. She reached down and began tickling
Deena’s ribs. She shrieked and squirmed, but Lea continued to tickle, giggling herself.
She rolled Deena onto her back, focusing her attention on her soft ribs. “Tickle tickle
tickle!” She chanted. Deena, for her part, could only laugh and squirm, trying to flea
Lea’s tickling fingers. She kicked her legs as much as she could while she squealed with
laughter, trying to remove Lea from her perch on her hips. finally, Lea slowed nearly to a
stop. “Forgive me?”
Face red, tears trickling down her cheeks, Deena nodded eagerly. The tickling stopped
immediately, and Deena gasped and giggled as Lea rolled off her onto the bed, wrapping
her arms around Deena’s middle, gently stroking her hair. “Tomorrow we’ll have to go
looking for a place to live. I’m not sure what your grandmother will appreciate all the
noise!” Then giggled and snuggled together under the covers. Deena enjoyed the feel of
the silk against her bare skin and Lea’s arms around her. As she drifted off to sleep, she
swore she could hear Lea whisper “Such a little brat. Don’t ever change.”

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