Getting a Babysitter for the Summer 6

Chapter 22.

Mike the Knight was just ending on the TV when Michelle started to move around.  I pulled her up and I moved down a little. I placed my hand on her bottom and started to pat it. A few minutes later, Michelle picked her head up off my chest.  She looked at me with her pacifier still between her lips.

"Did you have a good nap?" I asked sitting back up and letting her move out from beside me.

Michelle looked around, first at the TV then over at Nana, who was still reading her book.  I leaned into her, reached out and touched her leg.  I thought she might spit out the pacifier right away, but she just leaned back against the couch staring at the TV.  I think someone might like her new pacifier.

Nana looked up from her book and seen Michelle sitting up.  Nana put her book on the table and got up out of the chair.

"Someone had a nice nap, didn't they." Nana said walking over and sitting beside Michelle.

Nana reached out and placed her hand on the front of MIchelle's shorts and pressed her hand into it. She then moved her hand down and put two fingers underneath her shorts and into Michelle's diaper.

"I think you need your bum changed sweetie. I will be right back." Nana said getting up and walking towards the stairs.

Michelle reached down and felt her diaper. She squeezed it a few times.  Michelle then closed her eyes and seem to suck harder on her pacifier.  I sat and watched her figure out that she had wet her diaper with out even knowing it.

Before Nana had gotten back down from getting the bag Mom had sent with us, Michelle pulled her pacifier out and looked at it.  She turned to me and said, "How did I get this?"

"You feel asleep sucking on the bottle and Nana thought you should not be sucking on juice while you slept.  It's not good for your teeth.  She replaced the bottle with that."

Michelle looked over at the coffee table seeing her almost empty bottle of juice.  She looked back at me with a few tears starting to run down her face.

I leaned in and said, "It's ok. This will be all over by tomorrow."

I heard Nana coming back down the stairs.  She came around the edge of the couch and held her hand out.  Michelle sat there not moving. Nana set the bag down and grabbed Michelle's hand and pulled her up off the couch.

"Come on honey we need to get you out of that wet diaper."

Nana picked up the bag and walked Michelle to the door at the end of the basement.  I got up and followed.

Once I got through the door I  found a big bedroom.  It had a bed, dresser and change table all in pink.  There was pink carpet, pink walls, pink everything.  I had never seen so much pink in my life.

Nana picked Michelle up with some effort and set her on the change table. She took Michelle by the ankles and moved her around so she was sitting in the middle of the table. Nana had her lie down and then pulled a strap over her stomach.  Nana then turned and saw me standing there.

"You should go potty Sarah."

"I don't need to go." I said looking around at all the pink.

"You are going to try." Nana said walking past me and coming back carrying the potty chair.  She set it down in the middle of the room, came back towards me and pulled me over to it.  She pulled down my shorts and training pants.

"Be a good girl and try and go potty for me, Ok."

I sat down and to my surprise started to pee right away.  I looked up at Nana hoping she could not hear my pee hitting the plastic again, but she turned after taking Michelle's shorts off and said, "Good girl Sarah. Two gold stars in one morning."

I sat there pouting. Feeling like a toddler who, if Nana had not have had me sit on the potty would have had wet her  trainers.  I did not think that I had to go, why did I not know. I must be to wrapped up in watching Michelle, I just did not pay enough attention I thought.

Michelle still had her pacifier in her hand when Nana pulled the tapes off her diaper, pulled it down and looked at it.

"What a wet little girl you are." Nana said taking a hold of Michelle's ankles and lifting them and her bum off the table. Nana took some baby wipes and started to clean her up.  She set the baby wipes inside the diaper and pulled it out from under Michelle.  Nana let her legs and bum back down on the change table.

Nana looked under the change table, then reached under and pulled out one of many  diapers  that were stacked there. . She unfolded it and I could tell from the picture of Elmo on the front they were pampers. Nana lifted Michelle's legs up once again and slid the diaper under her.

"We might as will use these up. I will not be needing them for my granddaughter anymore." Nana said letting Michelle's legs back down.

I would think it must be  hard for 17 year old Michelle to hear that Nana's three year old granddaughter was not needing the diaper that was now under her bum.  I  know I did not like hearing it, sitting on a potty chair with my training pants down around my ankles.

Nana took the bottle of baby powder and sprinkled a good amount on MIchelle.  She rubbed it all over.  She brought the diaper up between MIchelle's legs and taped up each side..  Once Nana had her diaper taped up, Michelle picked her head up and looked down at the diaper.  I think when she saw Elmo smiling on the front of her new diaper she could not take it anymore, because she started crying and saying, "No please no. I don't want to wear this."

Nana just  smiled and said, "It's ok sweetie these will work just fine for you. Don't worry."

Nana then took a hold of MIchelle's hand that she had the pacifier in and pushed it up towards Michelle's mouth.  Once she got it close Michelle opened up and then  closed her lips around it.

I sat on the potty chair watching MIchelle take the pacifier back into her mouth and I could see it moving. She must have been sucking hard on it for it to move as much as it was moving. I think Michelle has found a new friend in her pacifier.

Nana turned to me and said,"Are you all done going potty?

"Yes" I said blushing.

Nana took a couple of baby wipes and walked over to me. I spread my legs so she could wipe me. I stood up and pulled my training pants and shorts back up. Nana went and put the baby wipes on top of Michelle's used diaper.  She then undid the strap that was holding MIchelle down on the change table and  slid her legs around so they were hanging over the edge of the table.  Between Michelle's legs now was Elmo's smiling face.

Nana helped Michelle down from the table and she stood facing me sucking hard on her pacifier.  MIchelle looked more like a toddler then ever.  Standing in her pampers, tears running down her face nursing her  pink pacifier.

I walked over to Michelle bent down and hugged her. MIchelle hugged me back resting her head on my shoulder. I really wanted to pick her up, but I did not think I would be able to hold her. I whispered in her ear, "You are fine, don't cry."

Nana was holding Michelle's shorts in her hand and said, "Its warming up nicely outside would you girls like to go and play? There is a swing set and playhouse out there."

I pulled away from Michelle and looked up at Nana and said, "Sure, we could use some fresh air."

I took Michelle's hand and started walking towards the door.  I seen Nana folding Michelle's shorts and sitting them on the change table.  I was not sure Michelle would leave the room without her  shorts covering her baby diaper, but she followed along beside me waddling a little, but not as much as earlier this morning.

We got out of the bedroom and close to the stairs with Nana following along.  Nana then said, "I will take your drinks up and get you some more." turning and picking the sippy cup and bottle off the coffee table.


We made it up the stairs and I stopped at the top. I noticed the big mirror to the left.  I did not want Michelle to see herself, so I quickly turned right towards the sliding glass door leading out to the back yard.  I let go of Michelle's hand and said, "I will go get our shoes. Just wait here."

I turned and started walking to get our shoes. I took a few steps and then I turned back and looked at Michelle.  She was standing looking out the patio doors with her hands hanging down at her side.  Her t-shirt did not even come close to coming down to  the top of her diaper.  A smaller picture of Elmo on the back of her white with blue and yellow trimmed diaper,  looked so cute on her.. The diaper looked like it was made for her. Nana's granddaughter must be a bigger girl, and before she was potty trained was wearing size 7 diapers. I had seen many size 7 diapers at the daycare, I never imagined they would fit so good on a 17 year old.

I smiled turning back around to get our shoes.  Nana was filling up the sippy cup and bottle in the kitchen to my left. I got Michelle's flip flops and my running shoes. I brought them back to the patio doors and set the flip flops down in front of Michelle, who was still looking outside with her pacifier moving between her lips.

"Step in," I said to Michelle while I slipped my shoes on.

Michelle put her feet into the flip flops and I opened the patio doors.

"I will be out in a second girls." Nana said from behind us.

We walked out on a raised wood deck with steps leading down  to the backyard. It had warmed up a lot since we had walked over here from my place earlier.   The yard was fenced all around and there was a swing set attached to a playhouse with a yellow slide in the corner of the yard.

I took Michelle's hand again and we walked down the stairs to the grass.  MIchelle stopped as soon as we got to the grass and looked down at herself.

"I can't be outside like this Sarah. Please, I look like a little kid." she whined.

"No one is going to see you. Lets just get some fresh air and then we will go back inside." I said, pulling her towards the swing set.

I pulled her along to the swing set and turned her so she could sit on the seat.  Michelle sat down, took a hold of the chains  and I went behind her and started to push her in the swing.

Nana had come out and sat in a chair on the deck.  She held up the sippy cup and said, "I have your drinks here if you get thirsty." I never looked up, I just kept pushing Michelle on the swing.

MIchelle just sat there at first , but after a little she started to swing her legs back and forth.  I pushed her higher and I think I heard her giggle from behind the pacifier still in her mouth.

"See this is not so bad. We might as well have some fun." I said pushing her higher and higher.

I heard her giggle a few more times when I pushed her so high the chains would  make  the swing seat bounce. I smiled thinking how much fun I was having pushing this girl who is 4 years older then me, but looked ten years younger, wearing a t-shirt and baby diaper, nursing a pink pacifier.


Chapter 23.

I stopped pushing Michelle on the swing and I said, "Come on lets go down the slide."

I took Michelle's hand and walked her over to the steps going up to the playhouse.

"You go up, I will wait for you to slide down."

Michelle climbed the stairs and got to the top of slide.  I stood down at the bottom.  Michelle stood with her pacifier still stuck between her lips looking all the more like a little girl playing in the playhouse.  Michelle sat down on the top of the slide.

"Come on baby, I will catch you." I said holding my hands out.

MIchelle made her way down the slide, she came a little faster then I thought she would and ended up landing on her diapered bottom on the ground. She looked up at me, pulled out her pacifier and said, "I thought you were going to catch me?".

Both her and I started to laugh. I reached my hand out and lifted her back up to her feet.

"Sorry baby, I didn't think you would come down that fast. Try again. I will make sure I stop you this time." I said directing her back to the stairs.

Michelle, to my surprise popped the pacifier back in her mouth and climbed the stairs again.

I lost track of how many times Michelle  went down the slide. I didn't  think a 17 year old could have so much fun going down a slide made for a toddler,  but she just kept running back to the stairs after she slid down the slide. It was not until Nana called down to us, "Come on girls, its lunch time." that I realized we had been outside playing for a long time.

I let Michelle go up the slide one more time. I noticed when she was climbing the stairs that her diaper was now sagging between her legs pretty good.  She must have really wet it in the last few minutes for it to sag like it was. Michelle came down the slide one last time. When she got to the bottom I stopped her then took her hand and said, "Come on. We better go in for lunch."

We walked back to the stairs heading up to the patio. I let Michelle go first so I could watch her walk up the stairs in her sagging pamper.  I reached up and felt her diaper, without her even noticing. It sure was wet, not that I really had to feel it to know.  We got up to the patio door, I opened it up and we walked in.

Nana was in the kitchen when we walked in.  I knew it would not be long for her to notice  Michelle's diaper drooping between her legs.  Sure enough as soon as Nana looked up at us she said, "Sarah can you stay there for a second? I will go get another diaper for MIchelle."

Nana walked towards the downstairs and Michelle looked down at her sagging diaper. She reached down and touched the front of it.

"It's ok sweetie. We were having fun playing, accidents happen." I said.



MIchelle just  stood there looking down at her very wet diaper, until Nana came back carrying a diaper, wipes and change pad.  Nana laid the change pad on the floor and said, "Come over here MIchelle. We need to change that diaper before it burst."

I took Michelle's hand and walked her over to Nana.  Nana pulled her over and had her lie on the change pad. Nana pulled the tapes away from the front of the diaper and pulled it down between her legs.  She took some wipes and wiped her private part, then took her by the ankles and lifted them up and wiped all over her bum.  Nana put the used wipes in the diaper and pulled it out from under her bottom.  Once Nana rolled up the diaper she said, "See honey, these diapers work just fine. If they could hold that big pee pee you did, they should stand up to anything."

Nana unfolded the new pamper, took her legs again, lifted them up and placed the diaper under her.  She let her legs back down, pulled the diaper up between her legs and taped it up.  Nana helped Michelle stand up, then folded the change pad up.  She picked up the used diaper and stood up. She turned to me and said, "Do you need to go potty Sarah."

"No"

Nana walked over to me carrying the used diaper and change pad in one hand.  She reached down and felt the front of my shorts.

"Did you have an accident we'll you were playing?"

"No Nana. My pants are dry." I said thinking that I had to check myself to make sure that my pants were indeed dry.

"Good girl. Are you sure you don't need to go potty before we sit down for lunch?"

"No. I am fine Nana."

"Lets get you two up to the table and I will bring over your lunch then." Nana said taking MIchelle by the hand and leading her over to a booster seat that was sitting on one of the chairs at the table.

"Sorry sweetie, I know you have a highchair at your house. Do you think you can be a big girl and sit in this for lunch?" Nana said  helping Michelle into the booster seat then pushing it up to the table.

I sat down beside Michelle. I  reached out and took a hold of her pacifier.

"It might be hard to eat with that in there." I said smiling at her, taking the pacifier out and setting it on the table.

Michelle never said a word once i pulled out her pacifier, I am not sure if she had had it in there for so long, she forgot that it was even there.

Nana came back over behind Michelle and placed a yellow bib over her head. She pushed it down so it was between the table and Michelle. Then Nana went behind me and pulled a pink bib over my head.

"I don't need a bib." I said looking down at the front of it seeing the words printed on the front. "I only look like an angel"

Nana either did not hear me or did not pay any attention to me, because she just walked back towards the kitchen.

Nana came back carrying to bowls filled with kraft dinner.  I must have not seen her go in from watching us to make this.  I guess I was having to much fun watching Michelle play on the slide to notice. Nana set one in front of MIchelle and the other in front of me. She pulled set a purple rubber spoon beside Michelle;s bowl and a pink rubber spoon beside mine.

"Eat up girls before it gets cold."

I took the toddlers spoon in my hand and dug into the kraft dinner.  I can see why Michelle had a hard time using the spoon this morning. You could not put to much on the spoon and it seemed like it was going to take me all afternoon to finish lunch.

Nana brought over my sippy cup and Michelle's bottle, both filled to the top.  Michelle was eating away and I think had eaten more then I had.  She did have a little down the front of her bib and I didn't, that is  until the next spoon full I brought up to my mouth and some fell off, landing right in the middle of my bib. Nana would for sure not let me eat again with out having to wear a bib.  

It took some time but we finished up lunch. Michelle picked up her bottle and with both hands held it up and started nursing it.  Nana came over with a cloth and wiped Michelle's face and hands, before turing and doing the same to me. She pulled my bib up over my head and said, "Nap time girls."

"I don't take naps anymore." I said turning my head around so I could see Nana.

"Well, you are going to take one today. You can sleep in the bed and I will put Michelle in the playpen. I found out last night that you two will just get in trouble if you are in the same room."


Michelle looked at me, still sucking away at her bottle. I thought if I put up a fight about having a nap, then for sure MIchelle will, so got up out of the chair and said, "Ok Nana."

Nana pulled Michelle's chair out from the table, helped her down, then picked up her pacifier off the table.  We walked towards the downstairs. Michelle was carrying her bottle with Nana holding her hand.  I walked down the stairs first and when I got to the bottom I stopped beside the playpen.  Nana got Michelle in the playpen with little effort. She took a blanket and then said, "Ok sweetie lie down for me."

Michelle sat down and put her bottle back in her mouth.  Nana put the blanket over her legs and said, "You finish your bottle then and I will come back after I get Sarah in bed."

Nana took a hold of my hand and we walked to the bedroom.  We got up to the bed that Nana had to take the side rail off, before pulling the covers back.  I sat up on the bed and Nana pushed me back. She grabbed the top of my shorts and pulled them down around my ankles. Nana then took my training pants down.

"What are you doing." I said after she pulled my training pants down.

Nana walked over to the bag Mom had sent along with us.  She opened it up and pulled out a diaper.  Nana walked back carrying the diaper.

"I don't need that." I said loudly.

"I am not taking a chance of you leaking through those training pants. So you are going to wear a diaper for your nap."

"No I don't need a diaper." I pleaded.

Nana just set the diaper beside me. She finished pulling my shorts and training pants off.  Nana picked up the big diaper and unfolded it.

"Lift up your bum." Nana said holding the diaper in front of me.

I did not want to move. I did not want to wear that diaper.

"Please Nana, I don't need to wear a diaper. I won't wet the bed. Please."

Nana just took my ankles and lifted my legs in the air.  I was surprised how easy she lifted them up, even with me trying to stop her.  Before I knew it she was letting  my bum back down on the thick diaper.  Nana pulled the diaper up between my legs. When she did it pushed my legs apart.  She pulled it up above my belly button, flatten it out and taped one side then the other.  These diapers had 3 tapes on each side.

"Ok under the covers please."  Nana said pulling the covers further down and holding them up.

I moved up to the pillow and put my legs down under the covers.  Nana pulled the covers up over me and said, "I will come and get you. I don't want to hear you out of this bed until I come to get you."

I closed my eyes and turned my head away form her.  Nana walked out and shut the door behind her.

Here I was having to take a nap in the afternoon wearing the thickest diaper I have ever seen.  My legs wear pushed so far apart and I could not bring my knees together.  I can  see why Michelle had a hard time walking over here this morning. I did not even have the diaper inserts in my diaper, that Mom had put in hers.

I was trying not to think about the diaper that was around my waist but every time I moved I could hear it crinkle. It sounded like I was lying on a plastic bag.

Chapter 24.

 

I was not really tired and was sure I could not sleep. I did not like the thick diaper that was between my legs.

 

I started to think about how Michelle had been acting all morning.  She had wet her diaper twice and not once did she ask or even hint that she needed to pee.  Since her nap she as only taken her pacifier out twice and once was to eat lunch.  She seems to drink from that baby bottle like she had been doing so for years.  I know she is scared of the potty, since I hypnotized her, but to just wet her diaper like she did, there has to be something else going on with her.  Sure I told her to go along with what ever happened today, because I told her I could get  Mom to take her out of diapers and treat her like a teenager, but to just start acting like a 2 year old, I was confused.  I was happy, but still a little confused.

 

"Come on Michelle we need to change your bum." 

 

I opened my eyes and seen Nana helping Michelle up on the change table. I was looking through the safety rails on the side of the bed.  I was not sure how long it had been since Nana had put me to bed. 

 

Michelle had her pacifier in her mouth again, lying on top of the change table letting Nana change her diaper for the third time today. I reached down to feel the diaper that I was wearing to see if It was dry. I closed my eyes as soon as I touched it because I could tell it was soaked. 

 

No way. How did this happen. How am I going to get Michelle to think I can get her out of diapers, when I can't even keep my own diaper dry.  I laid there listening to Nana change Michelle's diaper knowing Nana was soon going to be getting me out of bed and find me in my wet diaper. 

 

"For someone that said they don't take naps, you sure did sleep for a long time." Nana said taking down the safety rail on the bed.  

 

Nana pulled the covers back and stuck two fingers between my leg and the diaper. 

 

"Come on lets get you out of that wet diaper Sarah. It's a good thing I put you in a diaper for your nap, isn't it?" 

 

I just laid there not wanting to admit that she was right, putting me in a diaper for my nap that I should not have had to take in the first place.  

 

Nana pulled my legs around so that they were hanging off the edge of the bed.  She went and got the box of baby wipes from the change table Michelle was still lying on.  Nana came back over and pulled the six tapes off the front of my diaper.  She pulled it down between my legs and said, "I don't think your training pants would have held that Sarah. Maybe I should have used one of those inserts your Mommy sent. I for sure will next time. This must be close to leaking."

 

It did not feel that wet.  I picked my head up so that I could see if she was just making it sound worst then it was.  I could not believe how wet the diaper looked. No way I could have peed that much and not even know it.  I put my head back down and closed my eyes trying to think of how I could have fallen asleep in the middle of the afternoon and wet my diaper so much.  Sure I had juice at lunch and did not use the bathroom before Nana put me to bed, but I did not even feel the need to pee.  I have been dry for months. 

 

Nana started to wipe me with baby wipes. 

 

"Lift you bum up please Sarah." 

 

I lifted my bum up so Nana could pull the diaper out from under me. She rolled up the diaper and placed it in the diaper pail beside the change table. Nana came back over to me and had me stand up.

 

"Maybe I should be putting you back in a diaper, but I will let you wear your training pants since you did not have an accident all morning." Nana said picking up my training pants and holding them out for me to step into. 

 

I stepped into the training pants, thankful that she was not going to diaper me.  She pulled up the training pants and then turned to get Michelle off the change table.  Nana undid the strap that was across Michelle and helped her down. Michelle stood in her diaper still sucking away on her pacifier.  Nana took her hand and then mine and walked us out of the bedroom.

 

"Can I get my shorts." I asked looking back at my shorts that were on the ground beside the bed.

 

"We are not going anywhere. You will fine with out them." Nana said taking us over to sit on the couch.

 

Nana turned the TV on, on the same channel as this morning.  Michelle and I sat back close to each other and watched TV.  I was sitting watching cartoons in nothing but training pants and shirt. MIchelle was sitting in her baby diaper and shirt sucking away on her pacifier. 

 

"I will go get you girls a drink." Nana said walking away back up the stairs.

 

MIchelle never said anything to me. She just sat there watching Sponge Bob Square Pants on the TV. Nana came back down handing me my sippy cup and Michelle her bottle. MIchelle instantly took her pacifier out and put the bottle in her mouth. I took a few drinks from my sippy cup and hoped Mom would get here soon.

 

I looked at my sippy cup. I had drank most of it sitting watching TV. I leaned forward to put the cup on the coffee table and when I did I felt my bladder let go. I leaned back as quick as I could but it was to late. As much as I tried, I could not stop from wetting my training pants.  I looked over at Nana who was reading her book.  She never looked up from her book. I sat there wondering what to do. It was to late to ask to use the potty and if I did Nana would surely notice my wet training pants. So I just sat there in my wet training pants, praying Mom would come any second and take us home. 

 

It was not long and I heard someone coming down the stairs.  I looked over the back of the couch and seen Mom rounding the corner of the stairs.

 

"Hi Heather. I rang the door bell, but I guess you could not hear it down here." Mom said walking up to the side of the couch.

 

"Oh Hi Kim. Sorry about that I was enjoying my book and no I never heard the door bell."

 

Mom looked over at Michelle and I and said, "How are you girls doing. I hope you behaved for Mrs Walker today."

 

Nana got up out of the chair and stood beside Mom.

 

"They were very well behaved today. They had lots of fun playing on the playground outside, didn't you girls."

 

Michelle and I just nodded are heads, neither of us said anything.

 

"KIm could I talk to you for a second in here." Nana said walking towards the downstairs bedroom.

 

"Sure Heather what is it." Mom said following Nana into the bedroom.

 

Once they were in, Nana shut the door.  I could here Nana's voice but I could not make out what she was saying.  

 

They seem to have been in there for a long time and never once did I hear Mom say anything. It seemed Nana was talking the whole time. When they came out of the bedroom Nana was holding Mom's hand. Mom look different. She had a strange look on her face. It was one that I had never seen before.

 

Nana let go of Mom's hand and went back into the bedroom. She came out carrying the bag that Mom had sent with us and a whole bag of pampers. 

 

"Kim I found this bag in the closest. I forgot I even had them. I had them for my granddaughter but she does not need them anymore, so you might as well take them for Michelle. They seem to fit her really good." Nana said handing the two bags to Mom who just stared blankly at Nana.  

 

"Kim are you ok?" Nana asked.

 

Mom finally blinked a few times and said, "Oh sure. I am fine. I just was daydreaming I guess." 

 

"I will come over early again tomorrow to help you get the girls and yourself ready ok." Nana said with a smile.

 

"You don't have to Heather but it sure was nice of you to come this morning. Made it a lot easier."  

 

"No problem dear. I don't mind." Nana said then turing to MIchelle and I. "Come on girls time to head home."

 

I did not want to move. I was not really sure how much I had peed in my training pants. I was sure hoping they had not leaked on Nana's couch.

 

MIchelle slide down from the couch, set her bottle on the table and put her pacifier back in mouth.  I got to my feet slowly and turned to look at the couch. No wet spot, good. Nana picked up my sippy cup and Michelle's bottle off the coffee table.

 

"Kim do you have a bottle at home. MIchelle seemed to really like this one. Didn't you Michelle?"

 

Michelle looked up at Nana and nodded "Yes". I could not believe MIchelle would say yes. She is not making a very good case to want to be treated like a teenager. 

 

Mom never said anything to Nana she just let her put the bottle in the bag. Nana then took our hands and walked us up the stairs.  Mom followed behind carrying the bag and the bag of pampers.

 

Nana let go of our hands and walked to get our shoes that were at the back patio door.  She returned setting mine in front of me and MIchelle's in front of her. Before Nana stood back up from putting the shoes on the floor, she reached out and touched the front of my training pants. 

 

"Oh honey did you have an accident."

 

I looked down not wanting to admit that I had indeed wet my training pants. But when I did look down I realized that I did not have my shorts on. Was I going to walk back home with my training pants in full view. 

 

Nana turned to Mom and said, "Here let me get one of those diapers from the bag. I will go down and change Sarah and just bring her over in a little bit."

 

Mom was looking straight  a head and never moved when Nana spoke to her.

 

"Kim honey, did you hear me." Nana said getting a diaper out of the bag.

 

"Yes. Yes that's fine Heather. See you in a little bit then." Mom put the bag over her shoulder and took Michelle by the hand. 

 

Nana opened the door for them and they walked out.  MIchelle was only wearing her shirt and diaper. Was she going to walk across the road with her diaper not covered. Before I could look any longer, Nana shut the door, took my hand and walked me back down to the basement carrying a diaper I was soon going to be wearing.

 

When we got into the bedroom I started to walk towards the bed figuring that was where she was going to change me, but  she stopped me and said, "I will get the change mat, it will be easier to change you on the floor.  You are a little big for the change table."

 

Nana picked up the change pad and unfolded it. She laid it on the floor, then moved my so that I was standing at the end of it.  Nana guided me down onto the change pad.  Before she started to take my training pants off she said, "Can you close your eyes for me for a second?"

 

'I guess so why?" I said not really knowing why she would want me to close my eyes.

 

"Just do this for me ok. Just relax and close your eyes."

 

I put my head back and closed my eyes. I listened  to her for a few seconds then all of a sudden Nana said, "Ok all set sweetie." 

 

All set for what, I thought. I had just laid down here a few seconds ago. I picked my head up off the floor. I was lying on the change pad with my shorts covering my thick diaper. Nana was just getting back up off her knees.

 

"Come on sweetie, I will take you home now." Nana said helping me get to my feet.

 

How did she change me so quickly? I had just got in here a few seconds ago. That was weird. Did I fall asleep? 

 

When I stood up, my legs felt funny from the thick diaper pushing them apart.  Wearing training pants is one thing, but this diaper is so much thicker.  It took me a couple of steps to get use to the way my legs had to move. 

 

Nana picked up the change pad, folded it back up and set it on the change table.  She reached out and took my hand and walked me back out of the bedroom.  

 

We got up to the front door and I put my shoes on.  Nana slipped on her shoes and opened the door. Nana took my hand and we walked out the door. I thought I would feel funny about having to walk outside wearing a diaper that if anyone looked would be able to tell I was wearing, but It did not bother me.  I just followed Nana back over to my house waddling the whole way.  

Chapter 25.

 

Nana and I made it over to my house, with out seeing anyone else. We made our way into the front door. Nana let go of my hand and I went into the family room.  Michelle was sitting on the couch with Mom sitting beside her. The TV was on and they were watching cartoons.  

 

"Hi Mom. What are we having for dinner?" I asked standing beside her.

 

Mom just kept watching TV and never looked away, until Nana came up behind me.

 

"Kimmie, would you like me to get dinner started for you? Remember you are suppose to call Doug tonight, so we should eat before you do that." Nana said reaching her hand out and touching Mom's shoulder.

 

Mom moved when Nana touched her shoulder and said, "Oh right sure that would be great."

 

"Ok, you girls watch TV and I will go see what I can find for us to eat." 

 

Nana walked towards the kitchen. I sat down in the chair beside the couch looking at Mom and Michelle watching TV.  It was  like it was the first time they had seen one.  Mom was sitting back with her feet up under her playing with her long hair.  Michelle's pacifier was moving around in her mouth, almost lying down with her head on the end of the couch. 

 

"Mom, why do you have to talk to Doug tonight?" I asked, trying to get Moms attention away from the TV.

 

Mom never moved again, finally I said quit loud, "Mom are you listening."

 

"What sorry. What did you say." Mom said looking away from the TV and at me.

 

"I said, why do you have to call Doug tonight? I thought you said he was not calling until the weekend."

 

"Oh, uhmmm, I don't know. I just remember that I was to call him tonight." 

 

"Do you know why you have to call him."

 

"Uhmm something about the bank, I think I have to give him my account so he can deposit money for us." Mom said, not sounding really sure of herself.

 

Nana came walking back out into the family room and said to me, "Sarah why don't you come and help me in the kitchen. Let your Mom relax. She had a hard day at work. Didn't you Kimmie?" Nana walked up, knelt in front of Mom,  leaned in and whispered something in her ear.  Nana stood back up and Mom then put her head over and rested it up against the end of the couch and closed her eyes.

 

Nana then put out her hand for me to take and led me to the kitchen.  I turned back to see Mom on one side of the couch lying the same way Michelle was on the other end.

 

"Let your Mommy rest, you can help me set the table Sarah. You should not be worrying about what your Mom has to talk to Doug about. You just help Nana."

 

I was a little confused as to why Nana would care about Mom talking to Doug. Maybe Mom had said something to her when they were taking in the bedroom at Nana's house. 

 

I went about setting the table and helping Nana in kitchen.  Nana opened the stove.I seen the chicken nuggets and fries on a baking tray.

 

"These should be done in a few minutes Sarah. Why don't you go wash your hands and I will get Michelle and Mommy up to the table."

 

I walked out down the hall and into the bathroom. Once I got into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I reached down and felt the diaper between my legs. I wanted so much to take it off, but I know Nana would be very upset with me if I  did, so I just washed my hands and went back out to the kitchen. 

 

When I got back to the kitchen, Mom was sitting at the end of the table looking down at her plate of nuggets and fries.  Michelle was sitting in her highchair with the nuggets and fries just on top of her tray. Nana had not given her a plate. I went and sat down in my chair. 

 

Nana came around me and pulled a bib over my head. I looked down and it was different from the one I had to wear at lunch.  This one was bigger and had a picture of Dora on it. "You need your a bib, don't you Sarah?" 

 

I looked up at Nana. I was a little confused,  but something in the back of my mind thought that, yes I do need a bib.  Nana pulled a bib over Michelle's head that was pink with teddy bears on it.  

 

"Ok kids eat up." Nana said sitting down beside Mom who was still looking down at the food that was sitting in front of her.  I don't ever remember Mom eating nuggets before. She makes them for me, but she always makes something else for herself. 

 

"Come on Kimmie eat up." Nana said taking Mom's fork and putting it in her hand.

 

Mom looked at he fork and then started to eat. I sat there looking at Mom. Something was just not right with her, and why was Nana calling her Kimmie, I did not think Mom would like that. 

 

Nana got up and got us drinks. Nana put Michelle's bottle on her tray and plastic cups for Mom and I.  Once Nana put my cup down in front of me she whispered in my ear, "Stop worrying about your Mommy and start worrying about how you use a fork." 

 

I looked at my fork and it fell out of my hand, dropping to the floor. I looked up at Nana and could almost fell myself starting to cry. 

 

"It's ok sweetie." Nana said picking my fork up and wiping it off. 

 

Nana put the fork back in my hand and I wrapped my fingers around it. I  had the fork in my hand gripping it very tightly. I put it down into one of the fries. I lifted it up very slowly towards my mouth. This should not be this hard I thought, but I had to concentrate a lot just to get the fork up to my mouth so I could get the fry in. I did not look up again until I had finished all my food. Once I set my fork down beside my plate I was so happy that I ate  all my food with out spilling anything I shouted out, "Nana I did it. I ate all my food with a fork."  As soon as I said it, I felt funny for saying it out loud.

 

"Very good sweetheart. You did a very good job didn't you." Nana said walking over and taking my plate away.

 

I felt proud when Nana praised my for doing such a good job. I knew in the back of my mind that I should not be so happy for using a fork, but I could not help it.  I sat there smiling away, not worrying about how it looked. 

 

Michelle was drinking from her bottle sitting in her highchair. Mom sitting  at the end of the table playing with her hair. Nana was putting the dishes in the sink. 

 

Nana walked back from the sink and stood beside Mom. She picked up the cup that was in front of Mom and held it to her mouth. "You need to finish up your juice honey. Come on open up for Nana."  I sat in shock when Mom opened up her mouth and let Nana pour the juice in. A little juice ran down the side of Mom's mouth and dripped on her shirt.  Nana put the empty cup down and took a napkin and wiped the juice off Mom's chin.  

 

"Sarah can you take Michelle into watch TV. Your Mommy needs to call Michelle's dad." Nana said going around to help Michelle out of her highchair. 

 

I was still thinking about Nana holding up Mom's cup for her to drink out of, then wiping her face like she was a child.  All of a sudden I started to get scared for Mommy. I did not understand what was happening. 

 

"Nana is there something wrong with Mommy?" I asked looking down at Mom still playing with her hair.

 

"Sarah. Look at me." Nana said holding Michelle's hand standing beside me.

 

I looked over at Nana and she continued talking, "Remember what I told you this afternoon?"

 

I sat there thinking about what Nana had said to me. I could not think of what she would have said to me that she wants me to say now. Then Nana reached out and touched my shoulder and I said, "I need to do what ever you tell me to do, because I am just a little girl."

 

"Very good Sarah. Now take MIchelle into watch TV and I will be in to change you girls so you can go to bed like good little girls." 

 

I got up and took Michelle by the hand and walked into the family room. When we got to the couch, Michelle got up with her baby bottle and sat down. I sat down beside her. I had a funny feeling about sitting there in my diaper but something told me that I needed them. My hand went up to my mouth and I started to suck my thumb. It felt so good.  I did not think I should be sucking my thumb but it was so nice.  I leaned back and watched TV.  Michelle laid beside me drinking from her bottle. 

Chapter 26.

 

Sitting on the couch I could hear Nana talking to Mom. I got up of the couch and walked to the wall quietly so I could hear better.

 

"Kimmie you need to call Doug. Here is the phone." 

 

I few seconds later I heard Mom talking to Doug.

 

"I am fine I guess."  I heard Mom say.

 

"Yes."

 

"No"

 

"I have them right here but why do you need them?"

 

"Yes she is right here, but how did you know?"

 

"Yes, I can but her on the phone."

 

Nana must have taken the phone from Mom because I could hear her now talking.

 

"Yes, Kimmie is doing fine. She has all the bank information right here. I can go with her tomorrow to sign the papers."

 

"Yes for sure."

 

"Yes seems like a lot to me. Don't worry Doug I can take care of that."

 

"Ok. I will call you tomorrow and let you know how it went. Bye for now."

 

"Ok Kimmie lets get you ready for bed. You have a big day a head of you tomorrow." 

 

I ran back and got back up on the couch. I just made it when Nana came in holding Mom's hand.  

 

"Girls, your Mommy is very tired and is going to go to bed now. I will be back out in a few minutes to get you girls ready for bed." Nana said.

 

Mom did look tired but something just was not right with her. I don't ever remember Mom going to bed so early.  

 

Nana walked Mom back out of the family room. I waited a few seconds and then got off the couch and followed behind them, with out them noticing.  Nana took Mom into her bedroom and luckily did not shut the door. I stood there listening to Nana talk to Mom like she was 6 years old.

 

"Ok Kimmie lets get you undressed and ready for bed."

 

"What is going on? I don't need help getting ready for bed. I am a grown women." Mom said loudly.

 

"Kimmie you remember what I told you earlier, don't you. I want you to repeat that now."

 

It took a few seconds for Mom to start talking but she finally said, "No matter how old I may think I am, I need you to look after everything for me."

 

"Very good Kimmie. Keep repeating that in your head until I tell you to stop. Now sit down on the bed for me please."

 

"Good girl. Lets get these pants off you."

 

"Now the big girl panties."

 

"Wait ,I need to get something, you stay right here and don't move."

 

I turned to head back to the family room but I was not quick enough. Nana came out of the bedroom and seen me.

 

"Sarah, what are you doing? Get over here right now."

 

I stopped and turned back towards Nana.  Once I got back to her she reached down and felt the front of my diaper. 

 

"I guess you are out here because you need your diaper changed. Just wait right there and I can change you right after I get your Mommy changed." Nana said walking away from me.

 

I stood and looked down at my diaper. I put my hand down and felt it. It was wet and I don't remember wetting it. 

 

Nana came back carrying two diapers and the box of baby wipes. I was looking at the diapers in her hand.  One was the  same as the one I was wearing but the other one, I had not seen before. It was white with four blue strips running down the side  with M4 printed on it. It also had 2 yellow lines running down the middle of it.  

 

"Come on in here Sarah, I might as well get the both of you done in here."

 

I walked behind Nana. Mom was lying on her bed naked from the waist down. She was looking up at the ceiling not paying any attention to Me or Nana.

 

"Come on, you lay down beside your Mommy." Nana said guiding me up on the bed.

 

"Nana, why is Mom lying here like this." I said.

 

"Well Sarah, it seems you are not the only one that wets the bed in this house. I think I know were you get it from. Your Mommy has been having trouble staying dry at night so she asked me to help her out. That is why she as been acting different  tonight. I am sure it took a lot for her to ask for help with this. Just think how hard it is for you and you are just a little girl, your Mommy is suppose to be a grown up. Just remember your Mommy is a grown up but  has a  little girl problem, Ok."

 

I laid there looking over at Mom. She had not moved since I had laid down beside her. I thought about want Nana had just said. Maybe thats what Mom was talking to Nana about at her house. It seemed crazy to think Mom was wetting her bed like me, but I have read once that bedwetting is hereditary. 

 

Nana fanned out the diaper standing in front of Mom.  It was twice as thick as the diaper that was around my waist.

 

"Kimmie, can you lift you bum up for me." Nana said placing the diaper under Mom.

 

"Good girl. See this is not so bad is it. It will be much better then waking up to wet sheets." 

 

Nana pulled the diaper up between Mom's legs and taping each side shut.  I looked on in disbelieve as Nana diapered my Mom.  Mom's legs were spread apart from the thickness of the diaper.  Mom just laid there still looking up at the ceiling.

 

"Ok your turn Sarah." Nana said moving over towards me.

 

Nana undid the tapes on my diaper and pulled it down between my legs.

 

"Oh, what a wet little girl you are Sarah. Its a good thing you realized you need to wear diapers all the time, isn't it."

 

"Uhmm I guess so." I said not really convinced that I should be in diapers all the time.

 

"Nana. I am just suppose to wear diapers at night." I said thinking back on the day and remembering that I was in training pants.

 

"Now think Sarah. What did we discuss about you forgetting all about using the potty?  Remember, we are going to go back to diapers for now? Maybe in a little while we can start potty training again."

 

 

I laid there trying to think of why I would not use the potty and then it came to me all of a sudden. Nana told me to forget all about the potty and just relax and use my diapers.  I remembered saying to Nana that diapers are much easier then trying to get to the potty on time. 

 

"Sorry Nana, me forget." 

 

"That ok sweetie.  Here look what I have for you." Nana said holding up a pink pacifier that she had took out of her pocket. 

 

Nana placed the pacifier between my lips and I quickly began to suck on it. It felt so good to nurse the pacifier, that I felt my eyes closing. 

 

"Look Sarah, I have another one. Do you think your Mommy should get one too?" Nana said holding up yet another pink pacifier.

 

The pacifier in-between my lips felt so good that I thought that maybe Mommy would like it also and I blurted out, "Yes."

 

Nana reached over and put the pacifier into Mommy's mouth.   Mommy never stopped looking up at the ceiling, but I noticed as soon as she started to suck on the pacifier her eyes closed.

 

"I think Mommy likes her pacifier as much as you do Princess." Nana said going back to wiping with a baby wipe.

 

My eyes closed again and Nana continued to change my wet diaper.  She lifted my legs up to pull the wet diaper out and replaced it with a new one.  Before I knew it Nana had changed me into a fresh new diaper.

 

Nana pulled me up off the bed and then pulled Mommy's shirt off her.  She took Mommy's legs and turned them down so that she could pull the blankets up and over her.  Nana then kissed Mommy on the forehead and said, "Sweet dreams Kimmie.  Now I want you to  think about how hard it is keeping  your diapers clean"

 

Nana took me by the hand and lead me back out to the family room shutting the door to Mommy's bedroom.

"Time to wake up sleepy head, its almost 10 o'clock"

 

I open my eyes and there was a women sitting on the edge of my bed that I had never seen before.  She had long blonde hair and looked to be around the same age as my Mom. 

 

"Who are you?" I  said. 

 

"I am Michelle's Mom. You can just call me Aunt Mandy for now."  

 

I looked over at the other bed and Michelle was not in it.

 

"Aunt Mandy? Uhmm where is Michelle?" I asked wondering why she was in my bedroom and why I would call her Aunt anything.

 

"Michelle? I wanted to take her home but after that little trick you played on her, making her scared of the toilet, I had to drop her off at a friends house because I did not think she could look after herself. You are quite the little trouble maker aren't you Sarah? I have to admit, Michelle did look awful cute in those pampers she had on last night.  I wanted Heather, I mean Nana. Thats what you call her isn't it Sarah, Nana?  I wanted her to fix want you had done to her, but by the time she got done with you and your Mommy last night, she did not feel like putting Michelle in a trace, because you took  longer then she figured it should have. Do you know how hard it was to explain to my friend, that my 17 year old daughter will need to have her diaper  changed like a toddler? You know I did get thinking about it after I dropped her off, maybe having her in diapers for a little while would not be so bad, at least she would not want to go out with any boys dressed like that. So maybe I will wait before I get Nana to get her back to normal.  I don't think I will have time to potty train her"

 

I laid there listening to her talk a mile a minute. My head was spinning when she finally stopped talking. What did she mean done with Mommy and me? How did she know about what I done to Michelle? I had so many questions, I did not know where to start.

 

"I…I did not do anything to MIchelle." I blurted out.

 

She rolled her eyes at me and said, "Ok Sarah you can just stop the lying. You told Nana everything you have done in the last few days. Uhm how about how you hid my  daughters underwear, or how you had her believe you could get your Mommy to take her out of diapers. You told Nana everything so just stop now and it will make things easier for you later."

 

I don't remember telling Nana anything about what I done to Michelle but everything this lady is saying, I did.

 

"But…but what about my Mom? Where is she?" 

 

"Your Mom? Well its a long story, why don't I get your diaper changed and get you some breakfast. I will tell you as much as I can." she said pulling down my covers exposing my very wet diaper.

 

"NO. I don't want you here. Please leave." I screamed out.

 

"Sarah listen to me." she said standing up. "We need to change your diaper baby girl."

 

I kind of froze when she finished. My right hand made a fist and came up towards my mouth.  My mouth then opened and as much as I tried to stop my thumb from entering my mouth, I could not stop it.  I laid there sucking away at my thumb like It was the most natural thing in the world.  A wave of happiness came over me. Aunt Mandy stood  over me looking down smiling.

 

"That's a good girl Sarah." she said taking my legs and pulling them around so that they hung off the edge of the bed a little.  She turned, picked up a box of baby wipes and a diaper off the floor.  The diaper was not the same as the one I was wearing at the moment.  It was the same as the one Nana put on Mom last night, but the lines were a different colour. It looked like it had S4 printed by the lines on the diaper and by the look of it, it was much thicker then the wet diaper  I was wearing. 

 

She set them on the bed and then pulled the tapes off the front of my diaper.  I  really wanted to make her stop but all that matter to me at the moment was how  good it felt to suck my thumb and get my diaper changed.  

 

"What a good little girl you are being Sarah. Nana was right." she said pulling back the front of the diaper. "My you are a very wet girl aren't you. I am glad Nana brought these Abena diapers for you, they will be much better then these old Attends your Mommy got for you." 

 

Those diapers were not for me, they were for Michelle. I wanted to say so much to her but I could not get myself to take my thumb out from between my lips. 

 

She pulled out a few baby wipes, took both my ankles in one hand and  lifted my legs in the air like I was some toddler getting her bum changed. She stopped wiping me, put the wipes on the diaper and pulled it out from under me.  Aunt Mandy let my legs back down, rolled up the wet diaper and set it on the floor.  She then unfolded the new diaper, grabbed my ankles again and slid the diaper under my bum.  Once she lowered my legs back down, I could feel the thickness of the diaper. It seemed twice as thick as the one she just took off me.  She pulled it up between my legs and taped up the four tapes.

 

"All done baby girl." she said to me.

 

All of a sudden my mind cleared a little and I could pull my thumb out of my mouth.  She took my hands and pulled me up off the bed.  I stood there in my t-shirt and very thick diaper looking down at the way my legs spread apart.  Aunt Mandy took my hand and said, "Come on, I bet you are hungry."

 

 

I started to walk out of the bedroom holding her hand, only to find it very difficult to walk with out waddling a little.   The more I tried to walk normal the worse the waddle got.  We made it out to the kitchen and to my surprise there were now two highchairs around the table. One was  bigger then the other, but neither of these highchairs were the one that was here last night.  Both of these looked brand new and were bigger then the one Michelle had been using.  I stopped walking when I looked at the bigger of the two highchairs. It had some food  on the tray. My mind started to race thinking about who would have been sitting in there.  

 

 

"Sarah, time for some food baby girl." 

 

I started waddling again towards the smaller of the two highchairs. I got up in front of it, turned and held my arms up.  Aunt Mandy picked me up and set me in the seat.  She did a few straps up and pushed the plastic tray in front of me.  Once the tray was in place I looked around and started to wonder why It was so easy for her to get me to sit in this highchair.  It felt like my body just took over and I could not do anything to stop it from wanting to get up into the highchair. I started to get very scared and I said to Aunt Mandy, "Please tell me what is going on."

 

 

She came around to me and pulled a pink plastic bib over my head.  The bib was much bigger then any bib I had seen before.  It was not like the one Nana used on me yesterday, this one was long enough to almost touch my diaper.  

 

"Ok Sarah I will try to explain some things to you.  By the way,  you do look cute sitting in the highchair but I am not sure it you are as cute as your Mom was this morning sitting in this highchair." she said pointing to the bigger highchair.  

 

"My Mom.  She would not sit in that chair. Thats crazy." I screamed out.

 

"Oh sweetie, if you could have only seen it for yourself.  Nana feeding her pablum this morning.  Your Mom had more food on her face then I think Nana got in her tummy.  She was so happy sitting in her highchair  letting Nana feed her that she could not stop smiling. Once Nana gave her her bottle, well, I think your Mommy was in heaven. I mean, it was like the baby bottle was the most important thing in the world and the time.  I am guessing much like it is going to be for you this morning and every morning." 

 

I could not believe what I was hearing.  There was no way my Mom would be treated like that. Then I got  thinking about how Nana put a diaper on her before bed last night.

 

"I don't understand. Why would you do that to my Mom. What is happening?" 

 

 

"Well Sarah let me see if I can explain this with out it getting to complex for you to understand. You see your Dad and I use to work together before he died. Do you know what your Daddy did for work Sarah?" 

 

 

"All Mom told me was he worked for the government."

 

"Yes he worked for the government. Well the short version is  your Dad found a way to transfer money from overseas  accounts that the government had into an account that only he knew about.  You see Doug my husband, that's right Sarah, Doug and I are still married and live together with Michelle. My now 17 year old diaper wearing daughter thanks to you. By the way how does your diaper feel around your bum? Your Mommy seemed to really like wearing her diaper. Anyway Sarah, I finally figured out what your Dad had done many years ago.  The only problem was I did not know what he had done with all the money he took.  So I had to get Doug involved and he started to pretend date your Mom.  All those dates your Mommy had with him and you at the babysitters or out with them, I had time to come into this house and try and find any clues about where your Dad hid the money.  Finally a couple weeks ago I figured it out."

 

All her talking was making me dizzy. I tried to take it all in but it was hard.

 

She started talking again. "I know it is hard to comprehend Sarah but don't you worry your pretty little head about it. Nothing bad is going to happen to you or your Mom.  You are most likely thinking about what Heather has to do with this. You see Sarah, Nana was my Mothers best friend when she was alive. I have know Heather all my life and I  knew Nana had a special gift. She could get people to do what ever she told them with a little help form some pills and some hypnotism. All those drinks she gave you had some of those  pills in it,  that help you relax and take in everything she tells you.  She gave some to your Mom as well.  It just happened  by chance that she lived right next to you and your Mom.  Doug and I have had this in the works for quite some time now and it did not take much money to get Nana to help us out.  Nana tells me you have had a bed wetting problem for a long time. She also told me you are a little pants wetter also." 

 

Aunt Mandy stood there smiling the hole time she was talking. I could not believe all that she was telling me. It still did not make any sense to me.  I had  so many questions but I could not get any of them out.  It seemed like I could not get my brain to open my mouth to get the words out.  I closed my eyes and just sat  in the highchair hoping this was all a dream.

 

"You don't have any questions for me Sarah?" she said walking away from me toward the stove.

 

I wanted to ask a thousand questions but I could not get them out.

 

Aunt Mandy came back with a bowl filled to the top, with what looked like oatmeal but much smoother. She pulled a chair up beside me and sat down. She dipped a spoon into the bowl and then brought it up to my mouth.  My mouth opened as soon as I seen it coming towards me.  Aunt Mandy put the spoon in my mouth and I closed it. She pulled the spoon out from between my lips and I swallowed the white paste. I could feel myself smile after I had swallowed it. It tasted really good to me. The smooth texture and warmth was the best feeling. 

 

"You look as happy as your Mommy eating your pablum." she said bringing another spoon full up to my mouth.

 

I could not stop smiling and eating. It felt so good have someone feed me.  I sat there happy as could be eating the hole bowl full of pablum. Once she was done feeding me she grabbed a cloth and wiped my face. 

 

"Your Mommy is a messier eater then you honey. You did really good. You look like you want to say something but can't get it out. Well don't worry about it. Anytime you are in your highchair you will not be able to talk, just one of many things Nana has for you.  It's the same for your Mom. Nana figured it would be easier for us the less you or your Mom talked." 

 

I could not talk. I kept trying but it was no use, nothing would happen. 

 

She got up and took a baby bottle out of the fridge and set it on the tray of the highchair.  As soon as she set it down, I took it with both hands and plugged the nipple into my mouth. I started to suck the milk into my mouth. It tasted really good and it did not seem like I could get enough. I sucked harder and harder the more I got the happier I was. 

 

"Good girl Sarah. You drink all that bottle for me." she said sitting back down beside me.  

Chapter 28. FInal 

 

I sat, finishing my bottle of milk, enjoying it more and more. In the back of my mind I knew I should not be liking this so much, but it felt so good I could not stop.  I looked at Aunt Mandy sitting in the chair beside me, smiling away. I did not want to think of her as a  Aunt but it just was the only thing I could get my mind to do. Hopefully when she lets me out of this highchair I will be able to talk.  I have so many questions to ask her.  

 

I had drank all of my bottle and could see it was empty, but I kept sucking away on the nipple hoping I could get one last drop. 

 

"What a girl good, drinking all of your bottle for me. Nana will be so pleased to hear that you are doing what you are suppose to be doing." she said pulling the bottle out from my hands.

 

When she pulled the bottle out of my mouth I felt like I wanted to cry. I wanted more. I could feel tears starting to form in my eyes.  Aunt Mandy stood there looking at me.

 

"Do you want more sweetie?"

 

All I could do is nod my head up and down and bounce up and down a little.

 

"Ok Sarah just hold on a second. Aunty will get you more." 

 

She went to the fridge and took out the milk jug.  She took the top off the bottle and filled it back up.  Aunt Mandy came back and set it on the tray again. My hands reached out quicker then the first time to take it.  As soon as the nipple went between my lips, the tears dried up in my eyes.  My stomach felt full but it tasted and felt so good I did not care.

 

"You sure like your baba don't you baby. You and your Mommy are going to going through a lot of milk I think. I wonder how Nana is making out with your Mommy at the doctors. They should be there by now.  I don't think it will take the doctor long to find out that your Mom is not capable of looking after herself and should be writing out a letter to your Mom's lawyer shortly. I am sure just seeing Nana with that big pink diaper bag over her shoulder, holding your Mom's hand, and your Mommy waddling into the office, with her diaper crinkling the whole way, might be enough, but I am sure once Nana has your Mommy fill the back of her diaper up just before the doctor comes in to see them, will do it for sure.  I wish I could be there when Nana has to change  your Mom's stinky diaper on the exam table like you would any un-potty trained little girl."  she said laughing out loud after.

 

I sat there trying to listen, but my mind was so focused on getting as much milk as I could, it was hard to take everything in she was saying.  

 

"I could not believe our luck when Nana got your Mom to have her as her power of attorney a few years back. Its a shame you don't have any family other then your Mom sweetie, but it worked out the best way possible for us.  Once Nana takes that letter from the doctor to your Mom's lawyer, Nana will have full control of everything, including the safety deposit box with the bank account number and name  your Dad had in the Cayman Islands. We are so lucky your Mom knew nothing about what your Daddy did. She would have had no Idea what that number in the safely deposit box would even mean. Millions and Millions of dollars just sitting there waiting for Doug and I to get."   

 

 

I had almost finished my second bottle of milk. My tummy was feeling awful full but I wanted more.  Aunt Mandy reached down under the highchair tray and pushed her hand up against the front of my diaper.

 

"I know of a little girl who has a soaking wet diaper on. Do you know who that little girl might be Sarah." 

 

When her hand pushed the diaper up against me I could feel the wetness. I had not even felt the need to go, but I must have went a lot for the diaper to be so wet.  Then, with out any warning what so ever, I started to fill the back of my diaper up. There was no way of stopping what was coming out of me.  I smiled behind the baby bottle in my mouth because it had the feeling of nothing I have ever felt before.  It felt so good, so natural that the more that came out the bigger the smile I made.

 

"Oh Oo is there a little girl making a stinky in her diaper for me?  Don't you just look like the happiest little girl on the planet right now.  You are a little stinker aren't you baby? 

 

I finished letting everything out of me that I could. I was not liking the feeling now and wanted to cry out.  My bottle was finished and Aunt Mandy took it away from me.  I started to cry uncontrollably right away.

 

"Shh, shh baby. Lets get you out of your highchair and into the bath tub. We need to clean your stinky little bum up, don't we Sarah? Here this will help you." she said pulling  a pink pacifier out of her pocket and putting in my mouth.

 

The rubber nipple fit perfectly into my mouth. I started to suck on the pacifier and felt so  much better then I did a few seconds ago.

 

"There, that is much better isn't it baby. You can have your pacifier anytime you would like sweetie. If you like, you can keep it in there all the time, even when Nana takes you to go shopping or to the park.  I know you like having that in your mouth, don't you? You will not even have to worry about what other people think about you having your pacifier in there.  You will be so happy, that it will not matter to you how it looks.  Just  a teenager running around in her diaper, sucking on her pacifier. Your Mommy will be the same sweetie. The two of you will be so happy just to play, that nothing else will matter. By the way, you wait until you see how cute your Mommy looks.  The white sundress Nana made for her.  It  came down just below her diaper, not that that really mattered, because you could see the diaper through the sundress anyway. You should see all the clothes Nana has for you and your Mommy, you girls are going to be so cute. I wish I would be able to stay longer but Doug, Michelle and I will be leaving for the Cayman Island shortly.  I am not sure how long Nana will keep you two like this, but she really seems to like it, so with all the money we will be giving her, she just might keep you like this for a very long time. Anyway enough of me rambling on, lets get you out of there and into the tub, then  I can dress you up in one of your new outfits." 

 

Aunt Mandy pulled the tray off the highchair and un-did the straps that were around me.  She helped me down, then patted the back of my diaper. I could feel my diaper sagging in the back but I did not  care. I took her hand and waddle all the more towards  the bathroom.

 

 

THE END