Sugarplum 7

Chapter 1
Jill's Story

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Chapter Description: Focusing slightly on Jill's story and her relationship with her mother, this next edition covers what happens when Carrie plays into Vern's game and allows the girls to indulge in their baby interests.

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Sugarplum 7

Jill?s Story

It had been three weeks since Vern jumped atop Tom and attacked him. Not a single peep of Vern’s diapers was mentioned by anyone in the classroom since, for fear that Vern might hear them and give them a black eye. Carrie had gotten a phone call from the school principal that day and Vern’s bottom was the most sore it had been since the transformation. Carrie spanked his girly bottom for 15 minutes until Vern’s eyes were welling with tears and dropping like rain onto the floor as he was bent over Carrie’s lap. Vern’s justification for his violent outburst didn’t seem to stem Carrie’s punishment at all. In fact, it only seemed to further increase the strength to which Carrie set each blow.

“But it wasn’t my fault!” he had cried as well as he could between his tears and sobs of pain, “He called me a baby! It pissed me off!”

“Well you are a baby!” said Carrie angrily, “You and Jill even have a baby club where you enjoy wearing diapers!”

Vern had persisted and made up excuses to explain why he wore diapers for fun now, saying that it was Jill’s idea and that it was just a joke. Carrie had retorted by saying that Vern was “genuinely enjoying wearing diapers and being treated like a baby”. To this, Vern couldn’t argue. And when Carrie said with another slap to Vern?s behind, “you want to be a little baby girl? Fine. I’ll play your little game. You’re just trying to make it seem like my punishment for you isn’t working”. Vern?s ears had pricked up at the sound of “I?ll play your little game” and he wasn?t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

It wasn’t subdued any further when Jill came with Vern and Carrie to the store one day and Jill and Vern asked if they could go down the baby aisle. Vern’s subtlety soon seemed to melt away around Jill when he tugged on Carrie’s skirt and asked sheepishly, “Can we go down the baby section? We need better diapers for our club.”

Carrie had stopped short at this, “You have training panties at home,” she said, masking her shock at the question.

“Yeah,” admitted Vern, “but that’s why they’re not good. They’re training panties. They’re not real diapers.”

Carrie hesitated, but replied “Sure” much to Vern?s surprise.

They bought two packs of large ultra-thick baby diapers, one for each girl, but before they left the baby section, Carrie led them to the baby clothes. Vern and Jill were surprised at this, Vern more so. But when Carrie told them that to be babies, they would have to do more than just wear diapers. “That way,” she explained, “You have something to wear in your club. Sort of like a uniform.”

Carrie picked them out each a pink onesie large enough to fit them, one with a duck design on the front, and the other with a kitty design. Then Carrie selected two large baby shirts, two pairs of pink plastic diaper panties, two pairs of pink fuzzy booties, two pink tights and two pink bonnets. Then after a trip into the toy section, Carrie told each of them to pick out one toy they wanted. They chose theirs respectively, while Carrie picked out baby blankies, ribbons for the girls’ hair, and two rattles.

“Wow, your mommy is really nice to buy all this stuff for us.” said Jill in the car ride back. “My mommy would never buy this much stuff for me”.

Then Vern realized something he hadn’t before.

“What does your mom think of you wearing diapers and being a baby again?” he asked quietly. Jill’s face changed into an expression that Vern couldn’t readily identify.

Jill’s mother was a single parent, which wasn’t a big deal considering that she only had to raise one child. But nonetheless, Jill’s mother believed in responsibility. She made Jill do plenty of chores around the house. Though not realizing it, Jill’s mother was making Jill grow up quickly. When Jill had come home that day a few weeks prior wearing the training diaper from Vern’s house and asked her mother if she could start wearing diapers again, her mother looked confused.

“Diapers?” Joanna had said loudly to her daughter, “why on earth would you want to go back to wearing diapers? You just got out of diapers a few months ago. By God, that rotten child Tom from your kindergarten class kept making fun of you for it didn?t he?”

Jill had shifted uncomfortably on the spot and then explained that Veronica has wet the bed and that her mommy put her back into training diapers. “And so I felt bad that Veronica had to wear diapers again, so I got one from her mommy and put it on to make Veronica feel better. And it did make her feel better. So I tolded her we could make a club where we wear diapers again.”

Joanna stopped at this, contemplating what she should say. “Well I don’t like that you’re doing it, but If it’s just to make your friend feel comfortable, I don’t really see a problem with it.”

She said this in a half-convincing way. “Do you... like wearing diapers?”

Jill stammered. “Uh... I guess. They’re really comfy.” She shifted her legs again to feel the training diaper rub against her inner thighs. “They feel nice.”

“You’re wearing one now?!” Joanna asked slightly louder.

Jill went as red as her hair. “Yes.”

Joanna walked over to Jill and undid Jill’s pants. She slid them to the floor and lifted up Jill’s shirt to see the training diaper looking back at her with its girlishly pink designs. “Oh dear.” she said with a sigh, “This is strange. After your father leaving and all of the business I?ve been through, this is quite an odd turn of events... but I don?t suppose you?re dong anything wrong. You should wear what you want to wear. But if someone sees you in that training diaper and starts to make fun of you for it, don’t say I didn’t warn you. After all, you just got out of diapers. God knows how many times you came home crying from people teasing you about them.”

Jill didn’t quite know how he mother would react to picking her up from Veronica’s house and Jill holding bags of baby items.

They arrived back at Vern’s house later and unloaded the car of the groceries and the baby oddments. The two girls helped put the groceries away and before they could do so much as walk to the living room, Carrie called to them, “Girls, into Veronica’s room.”

They walked to Vern’s pink-as-usual bedroom and waited for Carrie, who soon arrived holding the bags of baby clothes and accessories. Without a word, she opened the bag and laid out all of the baby clothes on the bed. “OK Veronica, you’re first. Take off those clothes and lay on the bed.”

Vern hesitated and looked at Jill, “But shouldn’t Jill leave? Or turn around?” he asked embarrassedly.

“Baby girls have no sense of modesty. Jill can turn around or leave if she wants to, but as far as I’m concerned, if you girls want to be little babies, then you should embrace it and act like one. Clothes off.”

Jill sensed that Vern was embarrassed, so she turned and left the room. Vern slowly took his clothes off. He was nervous. Carrie shouldn’t be this willing to grant Vern his pleasures.

Very soon he was sitting on the bed in nothing but his training diaper. Carrie laid him back and slid the training diaper off him and sprinkled baby powder on his crotch. It felt warm, and the scent of I drifted up into his nostrils, making him relax slightly. The baby powder felt very warm indeed, and tingly as well.

“Carrie, why are you--” she started to ask, but soon a pink pacifier went POP! into his mouth and he felt himself sucking on it violently.

“You will call me ?mommy’ from now on Vern. No arguments.” said Carrie without looking at him. She undid Vern’s package of diapers and unfolded it. “Now before I put this diaper on you and treat you like the rotten little baby you are, you have to answer a question... Are you or are you not enjoying being a baby again?”

Vern hesitated and then pulled the pacifier from his mouth reluctantly. He began to shiver as his naked body became colder. “Yes.” he said embarrassed.

Carrie’s mouth curled into a wicked smile. “Then why don’t I just turn you into a little infant girl and forget about it?”

“NO!” Vern said quite afraid now. “You... you can’t!” he said starting to cry.

“Oh, can’t I?”

Vern stopped for a second. “I’m Jill’s only friend. She said she never had a friend before. I don’t want her to lose that.”

Carrie seemed taken aback. “Really?” she asked genuinely. “Is that true?”

“Yes” said Vern, shivering slightly.

“So you don’t want Jill to be alone?” Carrie asked. She was surprised and a little proud. Vern nodded. “Well then, I guess there?s only one thing to do.” Said Carrie, and she lowered he head until her lips were two inches from Vern?s exposed crotch. Then she whispered words that Vern didn?t understand and blew on Vern?s body.

Starting in between his legs, an unidentifiable feeling crept through Vern’s body, like air that was freezing cold and then quickly became hot and then cold again and over and over. Then the feeling stopped and Carrie proceeded to diaper Vern as if she had done nothing.

“What-what did you do?” Vern asked horrified of what the answer might be. “Are you going to turn me into a baby?”

“No,“ said Carrie, now sliding the plastic panties into place. “I merely gave you something to prove that you’re a baby.” she grabbed the onesie and slid if over Vern’s head. “You won’t turn into a baby.” She slipped booties onto Vern?s feet. “In fact you won’t grow younger at all. You’ll still keep living your life as a normal little girl, aging as anyone else would age.” She snapped the crotch of the onesie shut over the diaper and panties and reached for the bonnet. “But I suggest that you get used to these diapers.” She fitted the bonnet and tightened it around Vern’s pigtailed head. “You’re gonna need them from now on, seeing as how you won’t be able to control your weewee anymore.” She stuck the pacifier into Vern?s mouth and kissed his forehead. “Now sit there while I go get Jill. It would be strange of me to put her in diapers and see her naked, so I’ll let her do it herself.”

Carrie had left the room and Jill was soon diapering herself and sliding the plastic panties up her legs. Vern had turned around to avoid any embarrassment on Jill’s behalf, but helped Jill into her onesie and bonnet, all the while thinking about what Carrie had done. Was he really not going to be able to control his own body anymore? If so, he should have seen it coming.

Instead of going back to their coloring books and Barbie dolls which they were playing with before they left to go to the store, they spent the rest of the day playing with teddy bears on Vern’s bed and thoroughly enjoying their new diapers. They were much fluffier than the training pants and they were both giggling happily as they shifted their weight and moved around to feel the fluffy baby diapers on their bodies. There was also something about the legless onesies they were wearing that felt nice as well. They were slightly restricting, but comforting.

They sucked on their pacifiers, talked in baby-talk about how cute they looked, and laid back on the bed, kicking their feet in the air like infants. They were having the time of their lives when the phone rang. After a few minutes Carrie peeked her head into Vern’s room and said, “Jill, your mother will be here in a fifteen minutes. Do you want me to help you get changed back into your normal clothes?”

Jill looked at Carrie and then to Vern. She seemed inconclusive. “Um...” she said after a short pause. “No thanks Miss Valentine, I?m OK like this.”

“OK, if you’re sure. I don’t know how your mother will take it though.” Carrie said.

Jill looked nervous.

After a few more minutes of pacifier sucking and feet kicking the two girls staunched the day’s baby activities and packed up Jill’s baby things in a bag. They had just finished putting Jill’s booties in her bag when the doorbell rang. They heard Carrie open the front door and Joanna’s motherly voice greet her followed by the sound of Joanna calling for Jill down the hall.

“OK! Coming!” Jill called back but without any effort to make her way to the door.

“Is something wrong?” Vern asked consolingly.

Jill nodded. “My mom doesn’t know I’m being a baby again,” she explained, “She just thinks I wear diapers to make you feel better.”

Vern nodded in understanding and said, “It’s ok. I’ll be right there with you if your mommy says anything”.

Jill looked at Vern in the same way he had done to her every time Jill was there to stand by Vern in the case of embarrassment. “Thanks” she said as she picked up her bag and walked down the stairs to the front door. Upon seeing her daughter standing there in the onesie, the bonnet, and the very distinct shape of a diaper, Joanna stopped short in the sentence she had half completed to Carrie.

“What are you wearing?” Joanna asked.

“We’re the Diaper Dolls.” Jill said matter-of-factly with a trace of a proud smile on her face. “We’re babies.” and she popped the pacifier she was holding into her mouth.

“Where did you get all that stuff?” Joanna asked, looking from Jill to her bag to Carrie.

“I bought their baby things today while we were shopping.” Carrie explained happily.

At a loss for anything else to say, Joanna stammered and then asked Carrie, “Um... how much do I owe you? I can’t let you pay for all her stuff.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Carrie said with a smile. “It’s on me.” then she reached down and picked up Vern by the armpits, who was still standing there in his pink onesie and a bonnet, and held him on her hip like an infant. “I’m sure Jill must have told you,” she went on as she undid the snaps in the crotch of Vern’s onesie, “My little Veronica hasn’t gotten her big girl potty abilities yet.”

“Yes, Jill told me.” said Joanna with a twitching eyelid. “Well we had better get going. Say goodbye Jill.”

“Bye Veronica. Thanks for having me Miss Valentine.”

“Anytime Jill,” Carrie said.

“Bye Jill!” Vern called as Jill walked off and the front door closed.

“I can’t believe this!” Joanna was saying quite loudly. “First diapers and now back into being an actual baby? What’s gotten into you?!”

Jill was actually crying by this time. “I don’t know!” she sobbed, “It’s just f-fun...”

“Fun?! How could being a baby be fun??”

“I don’t know! It just is! We think it?s cute!” Jill cried. “And Veronica doesn’t c-care. She’s the only f-friend I’ve ever had. It’s j-just something that we like to d-do.”

Once again Joanna seemed to be at a loss for words. She parked the car in the driveway and Jill ran inside the house as soon as she could. She locked herself in her room and jumped into her bed by the time Joanna had closed the front door.

Joanna didn’t know what to think. It was incredibly strange for a little girl to be a baby again. To wear diapers and wear baby clothes was even weirder. Did Jill think she was allowed not to grow up?

But on the other hand, Jill didn’t really seem to be doing anything wrong or bad. It wasn’t like she was doing anything worth getting in trouble or being punished for. Joanna admitted that Jill was merely wearing a different style of clothes and playing with different toys. And as Jill had said, Veronica was Jill’s first and only friend. That was an important thing. The kids at school had ridiculed her because she needed diapers all the way into the end of kindergarten. But Veronica needed diapers even now and Jill understood what it was like to be picked on in school for needing diapers.

Maybe Jill was just trying to make Veronica comfortable, something that Jill didn?t have when she needed diapers. Joanna felt a small swell of pride that her daughter was doing the right thing and being a good person and not shying away from someone for their faults.

Joanna felt a pang of sorrow and guilt as she heard Jill’s sobs coming from through her locked bedroom door. Unbeknownst to Joanna, Jill had grabbed the softest teddy bear she owned and the pacifier that she had gotten that day. She crawled into bed and hugged the teddy bear tightly as she sucked away on the pacifier trying to make her sobs die down and go away.

It wasn’t working. Jill knew that her mother would never let her keep being a baby. She knew that she would lose the only friend she had because her mother didn’t understand.

Back outside the locked door, Joanna listened to her daughter crying, trying to understand. Apparently this was something special and connecting between the two girls. This was probably a phase Jill and Veronica would grow out of anyway. They should get bored with being babies for a while, so Joanna decided to let the Diaper Dolls still indulge themselves for now. Anyway, this should all die away once Veronica doesn’t need diapers anymore.

Whenever that would be...

To Be Continued

(This is probably my personal favorite so far. Still more to come soon. Leave one or multiple comments. I love reading them.)

(these stories are inspired by the short story Sugarplum written by filthymind at the ARArchive)

 

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