Published: June 10th 2022, 12:00:06 pm
"All right, Holly, say bye-bye to all your little friends!" Annika gushed, giving Elizabeth a pat on the bottom. Elizabeth blushed and whined automatically before she could stop herself, though she immediately winced, knowing that, by now, Holly must surely be used to that sort of thing, and probably shouldn't react at all.
Fortunately, Annika didn't appear to think anything of it. Perhaps she didn't notice... Perhaps she didn't know the full story of who Holly was, and how long she'd been this way. Or perhaps she just wasn't smart enough to think of that.
The latter was seeming more and more likely, as time slowly ticked away, Elizabeth squirming anxiously in the lobby, terrified that somebody was going to smell her, or that they'd realize the two of them had switched places. Of course, if they had, that would hardly be her fault, would it? She'd barely said anything while she stood here, waiting to be taken 'home,' like an obedient little girl... Holly couldn't blame her for making her loose her game so quickly. She didn't particularly want everyone here to know that this was really her, but... Well, despite their agreement, she couldn't help feeling nervous about what was going to happen from here.
She was being silly, obviously; she'd probably hit the gold mine with Annika as a babysitter. She was tall, yes, and would be hard to outrun... Outsmarting her, on the other hand, was likely not going to be a problem. She had a feeling Holly felt the same, could see her fidgeting in place, doing a far worse job of projecting her new role as a confident young woman than Elizabeth was with hers, though that was exactly what Elizabeth had expected.
"W-We can just go," Elizabeth shrugged.
"Nonsense!" Annika shook her head. "There's no need to be rude, young lady!"
"W-We said goodbye earlier," Elizabeth told her. "So we don't have to..."
Annika knelt down in front of her, putting her hands on her shoulders, holding her in place. "Holly," she said sternly, "We need to get one thing straight... I don't like liars. Do you understand? And I know when somebody is trying to fib to me."
Did she? It took everything Elizabeth had not to laugh in her face... The girl must be even dumber than she'd thought... If she hadn't seen through Elizabeth's initial lie, the one about her very identity, then there was no way she could be as good as she seemed to believe! Then again, she had sniffed out this one... Elizabeth hadn't really been trying, though, or so she told herself. She'd just have to be more careful about that...
"Sorry," she tried to stare down at the floor, only to have her chin caught and lifted back up so Annika could stare into her eyes again. "I'm sorry," she repeated, attempting to sound more sincere, since she couldn't rely on body language to help her.
"Good girl," Annika patted her on the head. "Just don't do it again, okay?"
"Yes, ma'am," Elizabeth nodded while the babysitter stood back up, bracing herself before waving and saying, far louder than she would have liked, "Bye, everyone!"
She could feel every eye turning towards her, seeing her in her childish outfit. Her hands jumped to the hem of her skirt, starting to tug on it before she reminded herself that if she did that too hard, she might make the bulge of her diaper more obvious, and give them all an answer to the question that must be running through their minds about where that smell that had permeated the lobby after she'd appeared in it was coming from.
"Goodbye, Holly!" the director said back. "See you at the next rehearsal!"
Elizabeth nodded, and Annika, seemingly satisfied, grabbed one of her hands, easily prying it off of her jumper and closing around it so she could lead her outside, pushing open the door, barely giving it time to swing closed before she used her free hand to give the seat of Elizabeth's diaper another pat. "Boy, you really did a number on that, didn't you?"
"Shh!" Elizabeth blushed, head starting to turn before she could stop herself, not wanting to know if anyone was watching them through the glass doors or not. "N-Not right now..."
"Not right now?" Annika raised an eyebrow. "Do you think you're in charge here, little one?"
Elizabeth cursed silently; that had been a big mistake. Holly would know better than to tell her sitters no, even a new one... She should have, too, but she was still getting used to this whole thing. "No," she shook her head. "I-I just..."
"It's my duty," Annika informed her, lifting the back of her skirt right then and there to prove it, letting go of Elizabeth's hand for a moment so she could snag the waistband of her diaper, tugging it out, "to check you whenever and wherever I want... to see if you made a doody." She giggled at her own joke, while Elizabeth prayed that nobody was seeing this... And that nobody else stepped out of the theater right now. "And you most definitely did."
She wanted very badly to reach behind herself, to yank the skirt out of Annika's hand, pull it back down where it belonged, but she forced herself not to do it, confident that was only going to make Annika want to embarrass her more. She had to be still and submissive, like Holly would have been. How many times had her Mommy, or other caretakers, done this very thing to her? She'd probably blush a bit, though, on the grand scale of humiliations she'd been through, this likely barely registered.
"S-Sorry?" Elizabeth tried, not knowing what else to say to that. Her initial instinct was to deny it, of course... That would have been pretty silly to do while Annika was looking right at her, however.
"Oh, no need to apologize!" Annika let go of the diaper, letting it snap back into place, and then the jumper, taking Elizabeth by the hand again. "That's what babies like you do, isn't it?"
Elizabeth squirmed, that thought hitting her only now. "Th-That's right," she mumbled, feeling a bit light-headed. She was, almost certainly, not going to be allowed to use the toilet, or even a potty... She shouldn't expect it, anyway. Maybe she'd be able to sneak her way in... But Annika was going to expect her to mess her diaper at least once a day, and, if she didn't... Elizabeth knew very well that there were ways to make that happen. She'd used them on her victims, in the past... She'd never had them used on her, however.
"For someone so cute, and so little," Annika teased, leading her across the parking lot, "you sure are stinky!"
Elizabeth blushed, keeping quiet as she waddled along. Annika stopped beside a car that must have been hers, unlocking the doors with her keyfob, but when she opened the back door, Elizabeth saw that the toddler car seat was on the other side. Was it not for her, perhaps? That would be nice... She suspected, especially with all those straps, that it would squish her mess more than just sitting in the car without it. Or had Annika already forgotten which side she'd put it on?
Elizabeth peered up at the girl in an attempt to see, the babysitter showing no signs of being surprised not to see the car seat there. In fact, she was humming softly to herself as she bent down, leaning into the car herself rather than lifting Elizabeth into it, reaching in to unzip the diaper bag sitting in the floorboards.
Elizabeth wasn't sure what she was doing at first, until she saw her pull out a changing mat, spreading it out on the back seat. Even though she had a bad feeling she knew the answer, she couldn't stop herself from asking, "Wh-What's that for?"
"Holly!" Annika chuckled. "Don't be silly! I know you've seen plenty of these!" She pulled out a fresh diaper, a package of baby wipes...
Elizabeth whimpered, looking around the parking lot. They weren't right in the middle of the remaining cars, at least, but there were still several around where Annika had parked. "H-Here?" she squeaked.
"Do you think I want you smelling up my car?" Annika asked. "It's not, like, brand new, but I didn't get it that long ago!"
"B-But..." Elizabeth's heart began to pound. She wanted to get out of this diaper, of course - she'd wanted that since she'd used it, and certainly since Holly had pushed her over in it, spreading the mess around - and yet she'd never dreamed this might be the way it happened. Maybe Holly was used to this sort of thing, too, though Elizabeth had an inkling that she would have protested, too... And, even if she wouldn't have, Elizabeth couldn't help herself. "Wh-What if somebody sees?!"
"Then I'll bet they'll be happy for you to be getting out of this yucky diaper!" Annika told her. "Maybe they'll even walk you over to the trash can to throw it away while I get the car started and the AC running!"
Elizabeth froze, her mind running through everyone she'd seen still standing in the lobby, imagining having to toddle across the parking lot beside each one, used diaper in hand, knowing they'd just seen her getting taped into a fresh one... The only person that it wouldn't be completely mortifying with was Holly, and that was only because she was the one this should be happening to instead... And even then, Elizabeth couldn't say that she would be happy about it.
"Please, don't," she shook her head.
"And why not?" Annika demanded, turning away from her task to face her. "Give me one good reason, Holly... You've been in that thing for quite a while now, from what your Mommy told me. Surely you must be ready for a clean one by now! Are you telling me you don't want that?"
It hadn't been that long at all, to be honest, though still more than long enough for her - which worried Elizabeth for her future, if, for whatever reason, Annika didn't want to change her right away next time - but that, of course, wasn't the point. "No!" she squealed. "No, I don't!"
Annika narrowed her eyes, peering into Elizabeth's, Elizabeth realizing after a moment that she was trying to tell if she was lying or not. "You really don't, huh?" she frowned. "How come? Do you like your messy diapers that much?" Elizabeth shook her head quickly, not wanting Annika to get that impression at all, to give her a reason to delay changes in the future. "Ohhh," a smile slowly spread over the sitter's face. "I bet I know... Mommy told me what else you were trying to do on the way here. Do you want to try again?"
Elizabeth had no idea what she was talking about, but she was happy to go along with whatever kept this from happening. "Uh-huh," she nodded.
"Hmm..." Annika tapped a well-manicured finger against her chin. "Your Mommy said I wasn't supposed to let you do it too often... But she also said it had been a while. And I know what it's like when my boyfriend has to, like, go on a trip or something, and I don't see him for a few days. I bet this is the same for you, huh?"
Warmth started to build in Annika's cheeks as she began to put the pieces together. "O-Oh, I..." she squirmed, stopping herself short. She didn't want to say, or do, anything that would contradict who Holly was... And she was trying to convince Annika not to change her, which was going nowhere until she'd introduced this line of thought, as humiliating as it was. She was surprised it had taken her this long to realize what Annika was saying... She wasn't above masturbating in a diaper herself from time to time, usually to celebrate a victory, knowing that whoever her latest victim was would only be able to get off that way for the foreseeable future... And she'd done it while her padding was wet, too, sometimes. But never in a million years would she have considered this.
And yet... If this was her choice... She nibbled her lip anxiously, mind racing as she glanced around the parking lot, searching for inspiration, some other alternative...
None came, not before she could see Annika shift her weight impatiently, to begin to lose her patience. She couldn't risk that, didn't want Annika to pick for her, so, with a gulp, she 'admitted' it. "I-It is," she said, trying to sound as sincere as possible. Fortunately, it seemed Annika had already expected that answer, so she didn't scrutinize it too closely... Or she hoped that was the case. She didn't want the sitter to think she was lying, obviously, but she also didn't want to think she was that convincing at making somebody believe that she thought of getting off in a messy diaper the same way that other people, grown-ups, thought of their significant others...
"Well, I'd hate to deprive you of that," Annika giggled, starting to pack the things back into the diaper bag. "I guess I can leave the windows open in the car after we get home, let it air out..."
Elizabeth wasn't sure if she should actually be grateful or not, though she did give a quiet, "Th-Thank you," anyway.
"Really?" Annika arched an eyebrow. "That's it? If it's not that big of a deal, then..." She stopped folding up the changing mat, started to unfold it.
"Thank you!" Elizabeth exclaimed, throwing her arms around Annika's legs, face burning as her mind mockingly reminded her of what she was showing so much enthusiasm for, how much of a pathetic little baby that made her look like. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
"That's better," Annika laughed, slipping the changing mat into the diaper bag and zipping it back up, the sound sending a wave of relief through Elizabeth's body... Until she was in the car seat, Annika adjusting the straps, and it began to feel more and more real what she was going to do instead. "How's that? Is that tight enough?"
Elizabeth squirmed, feeling the strap rubbing against her diaper, and against her beneath it, squelching the mess slightly. She could feel a bit of a tingle, though not much, not while she was still so disgusted at the state of her pants... How desperate did Holly have to be to be genuinely turned on by this?! "Y-Yeah, I think so..." she said. There was no way this was going to do anything... And that was more than fine. She could fake it, and keep a bit of her dignity, at least in her own mind, even if Annika didn't know better.
"Are you sure?" Annika slid her fingers beneath the strap. "No need to be modest... I think it needs to be a little tighter." She didn't wait for an answer, pulling on the strap. Elizabeth couldn't stop herself from wiggling in place... Or from her eyes widening in shock at what a difference that had made. "See?" Annika grinned, giving the crotch of Elizabeth's diaper a pat. "Sitter knows best!"
Elizabeth tried to turn to look at the girl as she closed the door, even that making the diaper rub against her, transforming her calling out of Annika's name into a wordless squeak while she fumbled with the restraints, assuming it wouldn't be that hard for her to adjust on her own, yet finding no clear way to do that. She didn't think Annika had heard, hoped she hadn't, until she'd slid into the driver's seat. "Did you need something, cutie?" she asked, glancing into the rear view mirror.
She could request that Annika loosen the strap, of course... But she didn't want her to get suspicious... Right? That was the only reason? As she wriggled in her car seat, that became harder and harder to believe, a warmth quickly building up in her loins. "N-No, ma'am," she gulped, cheeks pink.
Annika smirked, turning the key, the car roaring to life. Elizabeth couldn't muffle another squeal, realizing that she could feel even the vibrations of the engine through her diaper, as tight as the crotch strap was pressed against her diaper. For the first time, it hit her just what she'd gotten herself into with this decision... And how unlikely it was that she was going to have to fake anything.
What was she doing?! Only someone truly regressed, truly under their Mommy's control, would let this happen... This was the sort of thing only somebody like Holly ought to be able to enjoy! But... For now, at least, she was Holly...
"You ready?" Annika asked, still watching in the mirror.
This was it, one last chance to say no, to change her mind... She knew she should, that, if she let this happen, even under the guise of staying in character, it would be that much harder to look at herself the same way afterwards, to consider herself a real adult when she knew she'd done this... But, as she squirmed, contemplating, feeling herself bite down on her bottom lip in pleasure, she also knew that she wasn't going to be able to help herself. "Y-Yeah," she nodded, head spinning at what she was doing, what she was agreeing to, so readily. "L-Let's go."
She almost thought the very first bump was going to do her in, the car jolting as it went over. Her body tried to bounce, but the restraints were there, holding her down, keeping the movement to a minimum, though it all, somehow, seemed to be concentrated in her diaper, at least in her mind. It did raise off the seat, just a bit, up against the strap.
She heard herself start to let out a moan, and, automatically, tried to silence herself the only way she could think of, not wanting Annika to know what was happening, even if, of course, she knew exactly what this ride was for. She popped her thumb into her mouth, blushing as she felt herself start to suck on it lustily as she wiggled more in her seat, unable to help herself.
Elizabeth wasn't sure exactly where Nanny's house was, in relation to the theater, and she hadn't been paying attention to the time, or what was happening outside the windows anyway. She didn't know how long it had been, losing herself in how good it felt, despite the mess in her pants, how much she was liking this, no matter how mortifying it was to think about... She had to assume that it took a while, however, that, by the time it happened, her toes curling in her Velcro sneakers as her back arched, body spasming, drooling onto her thumb in a daze, that they had to be almost back.
"Aww," Annika chuckled, peering into the mirror, her timing making it clear that Elizabeth's attempts to disguise what was going on had been totally pointless, "look at you! Your Mommy told me you sucked your thumb, but I didn't know you'd look so cute doing it!"
Elizabeth blushed, panting quietly as she tried to catch her breath. Holly hadn't told her about that... She'd just done it without thinking. Or had Holly said something, and she'd just forgot? She liked to think that was the case, that she'd been doing it to play her part better, that this wasn't a case of her and Holly being more similar than she wanted to admit, but she was pretty sure she was wrong... Just like she'd been wrong about how gross she'd thought this ride would be. Or... Maybe it was still gross, she had to concede, just not so gross that she couldn't enjoy it.
"At this rate, I bet you'll have time for a second round," Annika commented. "You must really have been desperate after you didn't quite make it on the way there, huh?"
Desperate... That's what she'd thought Holly would have to be, to be turned on at all in this situation. And yet, here she was, having just had one of the better orgasms she'd had in a while, while wearing a messy diaper... And already feeling another tingle starting between her legs.
"What do you think?" Annika asked, an unknown amount of time later, breaking through the lusty fog that had invaded Elizabeth's brain. "Do you want to circle the block again?"
"Yes!" Elizabeth squealed from behind her thumb, without a second thought, grinding harder against the strap, knowing that meant that her time was running short, not wanting to miss out, not caring now if Annika saw how horny she was being. Some part of her even wondered, if she was fast enough, she could squeeze in a third round, but of course, that didn't happen... She was still very satisfied as they pulled into the driveway, however, not bothering to remove her thumb from her mouth as Annika opened up the door and started to undo the straps.
"That was fun, wasn't it?" Annika smiled down at her, and Elizabeth nodded, not even having to pretend. "I'm a pretty nice sitter, letting you do that, aren't I?"
"Uh-huh," Elizabeth nodded again.
"So nice that maybe you'd like to do something for me?" Annika inquired.
Elizabeth fidgeted, tilting her head slightly, not knowing where this was headed. "Y-Yeah?" she said uncertainly.
"Well," Annika said, "your Mommy told me I could have my boyfriend over every now and then, after you were in bed... But he's been gone so much lately, I wasn't sure if I could wait... So, if he visited while you were still awake now and then, you wouldn't tattle on me, would you?"
It was an easy bargain to make; if Annika was distracted, that would make it even easier for Elizabeth to sneak away. "No, ma'am," she shook her head. "I'd never tattle on you."
"What a sweet girl!" Annika grinned, giving her a hug, using it to lift her out of the car seat, setting her down on the driveway. "I'm glad, too, because he's waiting for us! Wave hello!"
Elizabeth looked over at the other car in the driveway, her blood running cold as she saw the figure who was stepping out of it. "His name is Drew," Annika told her, but there was no need for that... Elizabeth knew exactly who he was. He was one of the people she'd tried to manipulate into diapers, one of the few males she'd bothered with, and one of her few failures.
And now, here he was, heading straight for her, a huge smile on his lips, while Elizabeth cowered next to her babysitter in her well-used diaper, feeling a fresh, warm flood of urine flow into it out of fear as her thumb instinctively slipped back between her lips.