Published: June 28th 2023, 12:00:02 pm
Cassie smiled to herself as she glanced up from her phone, feeling oddly satisfied. Or, really, maybe it wasn't so odd... After all, she'd got everything she could have wanted, hadn't she? And more than she ever would have dreamed was possible. She glanced over at the playpen, expecting to see Lara and Tiffany playing in there, but they had apparently slipped out while she was distracted, lying there and lazily scrolling.
She wasn't worried, though. A moment of silence later, and she heard Lara fussing from the other room. "Sit still," she ordered. "I just gave you a bath, and if you keep wiggling, you're going to need another one before bed!"
Cassie could have left the maid to her work, but she couldn't help herself. The next phase was so close now, and she was almost giddy thinking about it. She hadn't been sure, at first, which of her other friends she was going to use for it; after their last visit, she'd realized it was because what she actually wanted was all of them. They might have to move into a bigger place, yes... The website would certainly grow, too, getting that many new 'models,' and with her talent at hypnosis, she'd have no problem getting a very, very good deal on rent, and anything else she needed...
She rolled off the sofa, strutting into the kitchen where, just as she'd expected, Tiffany was sitting in her high chair, face covered in baby food, while Lara tried to feed her, her diaper messy as usual, despite the changing pad laid out on the floor, supplies ready and waiting. The only thing unusual about the scene was that Lara was wearing a shirt, but it didn't bother Cassie much, since it was short enough to not even reach the waistband of the girl's diaper.
"Hi, there, girls," Cassie announced herself. "How are your num-nums, sweetie?"
Tiffany whined and pouted, Lara remaining turned around, waiting for her moment to shove the heaping spoonful of mush between the other girl's lips. "I thought I'd let you know," Cassie purred, watching the scene smugly, "I think there's room for a few changes around here."
"See?" Tiffany giggled, before letting out a yelp as the spoon darted into her mouth. "I told you you needed one already," she burbled through the mouthful of baby food.
"No, not her," Cassie chuckled. "It is about her, though... In a way. She's been working so hard lately. I think it might be time for her to get a break, like you."
"A break?" Lara asked, still facing away, loading up another spoonful. "There's no need for that..."
"I think there is," Cassie smirked. "You do such a good job, I think we'll need more than one person to fill in for you... But that's all right. I think they're all just about ready, and then you can be a full-time baby, exactly like Tiffany." She saw Lara's spine stiffen, positive she was staring at Tiffany, imagining herself in her place. "Maybe you can be twins," Cassie mused. "Or would you like a little sister, Tiffy? That could be fun."
"Cassie, no," Lara said, sounding like she was trying to be stern, forceful, and, instead, to Cassie's ears, coming off as a scared toddler pretending to be a big, strong grown-up, despite everyone around her seeing how tiny and helpless she actually was.
"Lara, yes," Cassie mocked. "You can't do a thing to stop me. I can do whatever I want to you or anybody else, and there isn't a single thing you can do to... Wait, what?" She frowned as Lara finally turned around, and she saw there was something written on the girl's shirt, feeling a weird, irresistible urge to read it out loud. "'I'm pleased to serve you'?" She shook her head. "Well, I'm glad to hear that, but you aren't going to be doing it for much longer, after..."
"Be a dear and shut up for once," Lara snapped, and, to Cassie's surprise, she felt her mouth close mid-sentence. A bad feeling began to form in the pit of Cassie's stomach, her eyes widening as Lara stepped closer to her, the girl feeling taller than her for the first time since this had started... Or, rather, Cassie feeling her true, diminutive, size for the first time since then. She whimpered, reaching up, pawing at her mouth helplessly.
She turned, tried to run away, but Lara's hand closed firmly over her wrist, holding her in place, Cassie unable to break free without the help of the hypnosis. She struggled, tears filling her eyes, while Lara pushed her down onto the changing pad, her bottom landing on the waiting diaper with a loud crinkle, one Cassie was very familiar with, that she'd heard all around her in the apartment for a very long time... Never from this close, however, from right beneath her.
With one yank, Cassie's skirt and panties were gone, tossed aside. Expertly, Lara powdered her up, pulled the thick padding up between Cassie's legs while the smaller girl squirmed and squealed, nothing she did slowing, much less halting, the inevitable as Lara fastened the tapes, sealing her into a diaper.
Dragged back to her feet, thighs spread wide by the bulk, Cassie felt tinier than ever, even though everyone else was dressed the same as her - and, in fact, she still had on her designer shirt, the one she'd hypnotized a shop worker into letting her have for free, that was probably worth more than the entirety of either of the other girls' wardrobes... Or, perhaps, both of them put together. That was only emphasized when Lara lifted the tray on the high chair with one hand, helping Tiffany out, then picked Cassie up and plopped her down in the seat, locking the tray over her lap, trapping her there.
Tiffany stood by, blinking in confusion, face and bib still covered in baby food. Lara, on the other hand, clearly knew exactly what she was doing, marching over to grab a big jar of prune baby food out of the cabinet, and a fresh, plastic spoon, before returning to the high chair. Cassie shook her head, groaning, as she watched the girl open up the jar, dip the spoon inside, knowing what was about to happen.
"Be a dear and open up," Lara told her, and suddenly, Cassie could use her mouth again. It popped open before she could decide if she should make an attempt at using the trigger on Lara and stopping this, or begging for mercy, and Lara slid the spoon into it. Cassie nearly gagged, feeling the mush dribbling down her chin, onto the expensive shirt, leaving a purple stain she was certain there would be no way to clean off, while she writhed in her seat, listening to her diaper crackling.
"I assume you've realized it by now," Lara spoke as she prepared more baby food for the reluctant Cassie, struggling to force down what was already in her mouth so she could speak well enough to put an end to this, "but you are now hypnotized as well, you little brat. It took months and months to do it properly, without you noticing why you were staring at your phone so much more lately... It seems like it worked, though, didn't it?"
Cassie shook her head defiantly, stupidly opening her mouth to deny it, getting another pile of mashed prune shoved into it. She growled in frustration, kicking her feet uselessly.
"Oh, don't get fussy with me," Lara scolded. "You deserve this. You're far more spoiled than Tiffany ever was. Not to mention how humiliating it's been, having you use her, and me, as your personal servants, how you made me act like I did towards her, how you used us to make money with that awful website... And you've only gotten worse, stealing, and manipulating other people for your own entertainment, and..."
"I'm sorry!" Cassie finally managed to blurt out. "I-I got carried away! I won't do it anymore!"
"You won't, huh?" Lara narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
"No," Cassie shook her head, following Lara's hand, waiting for it to let go of the spoon. "Please..!" she exclaimed as soon as the girl had, ready to take back control of the situation.
Her time caring for Tiffany had made her an expert at dealing with grumpy babies, however, and Cassie had barely finished the trigger word, much less the order, before Lara had shoved a pacifier into her mouth, stopping her short, holding it in place while Cassie tried to yank the oversized paci out so she could speak again.
"You see?" Lara sighed. "I knew I couldn't trust you... This is all for your own good, Cassie. Now, I think I can undo a lot of what you did, but I need you to reverse the hypnosis you did on me yourself."
Cassie nodded, happy to comply... Or, rather, to claim she would, and then move forward on her plan, turn Lara into even more of a baby than Tiffany, make her forget how to speak so she could never try this again. Though she might have to do the same with Tiffany, too, to keep her from getting any bright ideas.
"No tricks," Lara warned. "I sent out an e-mail from your phone earlier today explaining everything to them, and letting them know your trigger, in case anything happened to me."
Cassie pouted, crossing her arms. That wasn't fair! She hadn't told anyone else how to use Tiffany or Lara's hypnosis against them! With that, any of her friends could make her do anything they wanted... And if Lara had figured out that Cassie wanted them all to be her babies, too, and informed them about it, they probably would do it, too, to get back at her... Cassie stared down at her diaper, having a bad feeling this was only the beginning for her.
"So, are you going to be a good girl and do it?" Lara asked. "Or do I need to make you?"
"W-Will you tell them all it was a joke?" Cassie shifted in the high chair meekly. "I don't want them to be able to hypnotize me..." Certainly not when she'd showed off in front of them so often, given them plenty of ideas they could use...
"Do you really think they'd believe that?" Lara scoffed. "After what you made them do the last time they were all here?"
Cassie sniffled, shook her head. "I-I guess not..."
What could she do? She'd lain the groundwork on her other friends, yes, but if they all had a head's up about it, there was no way she'd be able to trigger them all before they did the same to her... At the very least, if she stayed on Lara's good side, she might not let them be too mean to her... Maybe...
"L-Lara," she said quietly, staring down at the floor, so far below her. "Please, c-could you forget all of the hypnosis I did on you so you can go back to being a big girl?"
She gulped, Lara standing up a bit straighter, positive she could see the transformation the other girl was going through physically, as she broke free of Cassie's control. Cassie had no idea how it worked, exactly, although she suspected that had also erased the trigger from the other girl's mind, truly stripping away every bit of power Cassie had over her. "Good job," Lara praised her, patting her on the head condescendingly. "Now, while I go get changed, why don't you show Tiffany how much you belong in these diapers even more than she does?"
Cassie almost wished Lara had used hypnosis to make her do it, had given her no choice... It was more mortifying, somehow, having to squirm there in the high chair, face turning red as she strained, feeling the warm, sticky mess begin to spread through the seat of her diaper under the watchful eye of her two favorite victims, before Lara finally turned to leave.
Cassie wondered if she could do something with that, if she could use Tiffany to get her out of this... But if she wanted to do that, first, she'd have to stop pooping her pants, and by then, that felt like an impossible task, her body continuing to push, to attempt to empty itself completely now that it had begun, while Tiffany gawked up at her in awe.
And, by the time she was done, she was too distracted by the sensation of her messy diaper to think of anything else, wrinkling her nose and shifting in her seat. "Oh, yucky," she whined, feet kicking, searching for a way to push her up, to get her bottom away from the load of mush underneath it, squelching through more and more of her padding the harder she tried to escape it. "This is so gross!"
"Aww, is it?" Lara snickered from the doorway, Cassie wincing, realizing she was too late to enact her plan now, at least for the time being. She'd gotten rid of all Lara's grown-up clothes, and Cassie's were all too small for her, yet she still, somehow, managed to look somewhat like her old, adult, self, wrapped in one of Cassie's bathrobes, the shortness of it, and the way it didn't quite close all the way in the front, just making her look sexier, more mature, especially in comparison to Cassie, sitting in a high chair in a dirty diaper. "Poor baby... I wonder how many more of those you'll have to make before we're even. I know I've had quite a few, and Tiffany has had way more than me..."
"I-I'm sorry!" Cassie wailed, tears trickling down her cheeks at the thought of Lara keeping her this way for that long, making her fill her diapers this way for every time Cassie had done the same for both her and Tiffany. "I-I really am!"
"Sorry, sweetie, but I don't believe you," Lara shook her head. "You're sorry I outsmarted you, not for anything you did, isn't that right?" Cassie blushed. "That's what I thought. Now, then, Tiffany..." Tiffany looked up, surprised and a bit flustered at everything that had happened. "How would you like to help change Baby Cassie's diapies?"
Cassie fidgeted, seeing how eager Tiffany was to nod her head. She reminded herself that this only had to be temporary, that if she could get some time alone with Tiffany, she still had a shot at turning this around, at escaping her padded fate...
"Wonderful!" Lara clapped her hands. "Oh, and Cassie? One more thing... Be a dear and forget the word please altogether."
Cassie's eyes widened, even as she felt the hypnosis working, even the memory of what Lara had said a moment ago growing fuzzy. She knew it was an important word, one that had opened all sorts of doors for her, gave her power... And now, it - along with any hope of using Tiffany to turn the tables in her favor again - was gone.