Published: May 12th 2021, 2:01:02 pm
"Tomorrow," Natalie decided, hoping she was making the right call. "Y-You should go tomorrow."
Emily stared down at her, the smaller woman shifting in place, soggy diaper crinkling, feeling like her sister was trying to look through her, to read her mind, to discern if she was lying, if she was making some attempt to trick her... Then, after a few long, tense moments, Emily shrugged. "If you say so."
"I do," Natalie nodded. "We could probably get in now, but security is going to be a lot tighter, and we'd likely be the only people there, so all eyes would be on us."
It wasn't a lie, per se; whether or not the security guards would care what they were up to was another story. She doubted any of them would have a clue what anything in the lab was, or what it did. Of course, if they got suspicious, they might show the security tapes to somebody who did... But, since Natalie hadn't told anyone what she was working on, she wasn't sure how much that would matter, how that would help her.
If she could get away from Emily long enough to speak to one of the other scientists, however... That might be her only real chance to keep her sister from doing anything dastardly with the drug. There was no guarantee it would work, that Emily would be distracted long enough, or let Natalie out of her sight long enough, for her to do anything, but she had to try.
Or, at the very least, if the project she'd been working on for so long was slipping through her fingers either way, perhaps she could convince another scientist to start working on a way to reverse the effects. It would take them a long time, especially without her there to help, yet she'd definitely trust them over anyone Emily would hire to do the same... If Emily even bothered with that.
"Very good," Emily patted her on the head condescendingly. "Such a smart girl!"
Natalie blushed, hating how sarcastic her sister sounded, when they both knew Nat truly was the smarter of the two... And hating how very much it didn't feel like that was the case, as she sat there in only a soggy diaper, looking up at Emily, knowing that her fate was completely in the woman's hands. She could try to out-think her, but, in the end, there was no guarantee that would make any difference... Emily could still do anything she wanted to her, and she was too small to stop it. And, more than likely, if she went to someone else for help, they'd believe Emily over her, simply because of their sizes.
"Well, in that case, you have a big day ahead of you, so I think we'd better get you back home, don't you think? Littles need lots of rest." Natalie started to agree to that, before she realized Emily probably didn't mean Nat's home... There was no way she'd just leave her there, to her own devices, overnight! Natalie didn't know what she'd do, in that case, but she was definitely too valuable an asset to Emily for her to take that risk.
Natalie's eyes widened as the pacifier was slid back into her mouth, starting to blubber out a plea that was quickly ignored, then silenced with the turning of the ring, signalling that, now that she'd gotten the information she wanted out of her, Emily didn't care what she had to say. Natalie pouted as her sister picked her up, sliding her into the car seat she'd worked so hard to get installed for her.
It was soft, Nat had to admit, and not entirely uncomfortable... At least, not until Emily started to strap her in. It wasn't too bad at first, as Emily bent forward, pulling the straps up around Natalie's waist, no worse than a seatbelt, really. The shoulder straps weren't awful, either, the padding on them keeping them from scratching against the bare skin of her chest... But then, Emily, with an evil grin, grabbed the last one, giving it a tug.
Natalie shook her head, mumbling unintelligibly behind her pacifier. She didn't need that! Surely, Emily knew that... She was more than secure enough already! She started, unconsciously, nibbling on her paci from anxiety, only her sister's smirk reminding her that, from the outside, there was no way for anyone to know she was doing that, and not sucking on it. And, since the pacifier was locked, she couldn't let Emily know the truth, although, to be fair, she knew the more she insisted that she wasn't doing something, the more it would look like she was.
"Better make this nice and snug!" Emily cooed, adjusting the strap. "We don't want the baby falling out and hurting herself!"
"I won't!" Natalie fumed, just making her pacifier bob up and down more. "I'm not going anywhere!"
Emily chuckled, her hand moving towards the paci, for a moment giving Nat a glint of hope at the idea that, maybe, she was going to release it. Instead, she gave it a playful tap. "You really like this, don't you?" she teased. "I always thought you talked so much because you wanted to sound smart... Was it actually because you wanted someone to give you one of these to shut you up?"
Natalie glared at her grumpily, then squeaked as Emily snapped the crotch strap into place. She looked down, cheeks red, seeing it pressing against the white plastic of her diapers, bulging out on either side of it. She squirmed - as much as she was able, now that all the restraints were in place - and blushed even harder, the strap relentlessly holding her soggy padding in place, making it rub against her...
"That always does the trick," Emily said, dashing any hopes Natalie had that she was going to be able to pretend this wasn't happening. "Whether it makes them try to keep still, or whether they're trying to pretend they don't like it, so they try to keep the grown-ups from noticing how much more they're squirming, this always calms down even the fussiest little."
Natalie shook her head, fighting to keep herself from wiggling, not wanting her sister to think she was the latter from her pair of examples, but even the smallest movement was all it took. It didn't help that she'd been so busy with her project lately, she couldn't recall the last time she'd been on a date, much less slept with someone... As mortifying as this version of intimacy was, it was the closest she'd been for quite a while...
Automatically, she slid down in the seat, away from Emily, as the bigger woman laughed at her, only making things worse for herself, since there was nowhere for her to go, biting down harder on her paci as she struggled to ignore the growing tingle between her legs. Emily must really think she was pathetic... She had no doubt Emily had been on plenty of dates recently, that she'd never be reduced to this, certainly not so quickly, so easily...
"Maybe I should bring that in and let you sleep in it," Emily mused. "Would you like that?" Natalie shook her head again, blushing bright red, imagining spending an entire night like this... "Someone's a little liar!" Emily chanted. "You're lucky I gave you that paci... If you'd tried to tell me that out loud, I might have to wash your mouth out with soap for that fib!"
Thankfully, she finally stepped back after that, closed the door. Whimpering, Natalie tried to push the button on the car seat's restraints, but, like her paci, and her diaper, it was made to keep anyone her size from being able to use it. She was completely trapped, completely at her sister's mercy.
In a way, the car seat was actually a mercy; the sides were high enough to block a lot of her view of the road outside, making it easier for her to pretend that nobody else could look in the window and see her there, in all her glory. Of course, that didn't mean it was impossible... If the car beside them was in the right spot, they could still catch a glimpse.
The first time she noticed somebody staring, she squeaked, tried to cover herself, her hands unsure of whether to move towards her bare chest, or her damp diaper, which, in their confusion, gave the 'tweener man in the next car plenty of time to see both. She hoped the humiliation of that would be enough to at least help her ignore the feelings building up inside of her the next time the car went over a bump, yet, if anything, it only amplified them.
She almost wondered if Emily was intentionally aiming for every speedbump and pothole there was, jolting the car up and down when she saw that Natalie was trying her hardest to stay still. She was certain it wouldn't have been as bad if she hadn't wet her diaper, but had she really had a choice there? She sucked harder and harder on her paci, fighting the urge to wriggle and writhe and grind... She refused to do that in her diaper, especially not in a car, where anyone could see her... And where Emily definitely would, since she'd hear the plastic crinkling, and would just need to glance up at her rear-view mirror to watch the show...
By the time they got to the parking garage of Emily's building, Natalie was feeling pretty frazzled, and frustrated, the liberal speedbumps inside not helping one bit. "Look at how red your face is!" Emily giggled as she opened the door to get the shrunken woman out. "It's too bad this car seat is such a pain to get installed, or I really might let you spend the night in it!"
Natalie released a sigh of relief - and, if she was being honest, some degree of regret - when Emily pushed the button on her restraints, their snug grip loosening, letting her be lifted out, rested on her sister's hip, the woman's hand firmly on the squishy seat of her diaper. "Don't be sad, Natty," Emily mocked. "You'll get another ride tomorrow!"
Natalie pressed hard to Emily's side as she was carried through the parking garage, not wanting anyone to see her. Once they were in the apartment building, however, Emily set her down, took her by the hand, leaving only one arm for Natalie to cover herself with as she was forced to toddle down the hall in her droopy diaper.
Of course, nobody gave her a second look, unless it was so they could tell Emily what a cute baby she had. She might be more top-heavy than the average little, but her size, and the padding around her waist, was enough to make the sight of her seem normal, the kind of thing most people saw every day, and never questioned. Nobody cared if a little ran around in just a diaper... So long as they had that diaper on, so they wouldn't make a mess. She made a token attempt to hide her chest, though, with one arm, she knew it wasn't going to make much of a difference....
They'd almost made it to Emily's apartment, to privacy - or at least as much as she was going to be getting - when Natalie heard a squeal, followed by a loud, "Oh, my God!" She turned her head nervously, not sure what to expect, a small part of her hoping somebody had, finally, realized she wasn't a regular little, although she didn't know what they'd be able to do about it.
Instead, she saw an Amazon, tall - made even taller by the high heels she was wearing - and thin, except for the ample bosom fighting to escape the tiny, bubblegum pink dress she was wearing. From Natalie's vantage point, it was hard to miss the fact that, beneath her rather short skirt, the girl wasn't wearing any panties.
She didn't have long to think about that, however, before the girl bent down, likely revealing that fact to the entire hallway behind her, her breasts nearly spilling out of the plunging neckline of her dress and into Natalie's face. "You got a baby! I am, like, sooo happy for you!" the girl pinched Natalie's cheeks before bouncing up straight again. "She is so cute!"
"I thought so," Emily smiled. "Don't you think she looks a little like me, too? That's why I finally made the leap... She seemed perfect."
The girl bent over again, staring hard at Natalie, who squirmed uncomfortably, wondering what her sister's game was. "Oh, my God, you're totally right!" the girl said after a moment. "I am such a ditz, I didn't even notice!"
"Oh, that's not true," Emily told her, in a tone that made it obvious - at least to Natalie - that she didn't really think that. "Maybe the resemblance isn't as strong as I thought."
"Well, she's adorable either way!" Natalie squeaked as the girl grabbed her into a hug suddenly, squeezing her hard against her chest. "If you ever need a babysitter, I'd love to look after her!" The girl grinned, then, a couple moments later, shook her head. "Oh, but you'd probably leave her at one of your daycares, wouldn't you? Duh!"
"You never know," Emily shrugged, smirking as she saw how much Natalie was blushing. "I might take you up on that sometime... For now, I'd better get her to bed. It was nice to see you, Candi!"
"Bye-bye!" Candi waved, blowing a kiss down to Natalie.
"She's such an air-headed little bimbo," Emily commented, as soon as they were in her apartment. "The only reason she hasn't flunked out of college is because her daddy is paying off the school, just like he's paying for her place here. I'm sure she'd be a wonderful babysitter, though!"
Natalie couldn't help imagining being left in the girl's care, having to answer to somebody so much stupider than her, not to mention younger... She tried not to react, knowing that was what Emily wanted, yet she still felt her cheeks warming slightly.
"I wonder if she even knows how to change a diaper," Emily pondered. "I guess it doesn't matter... I designed these so you can stay in them quite a while!" She gave the back of Natalie's diaper a swat. "Speaking of, you've barely even used this! It's basically a waste to change you out of it already..."
Natalie stared up at her pitifully from behind her pacifier. She wasn't going to make her go to bed in an already soggy diaper, was she? She wasn't sure she could think of anything more embarrassing than that, than knowing she was going to have to wake up in a wet diaper, as if she'd used her diaper in the night...
Of course, that was purely because of a lack of imagination on her part. There were plenty more, worse, things Emily could do to her instead... But what was her sister going to choose?
Will Emily...
Help Natalie use her diaper some more, to earn a change?
Help Natalie use her diaper some more, then put her to bed?
Give Natalie a ride on a special rocking horse, to tire her out for bedtime?
Give Natalie a spanking, to help her remember who is in charge?
Or just put her to bed after all?