Stranded

Chapter 2
Stranded part 2

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Chapter Description: Poor Bethany. Enough said really...still if you've read the first part you know what to expect. Forced mental regression, diapers and humiliation. Theres one more part to go.

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Bethany woke the next morning and yawned, for a split second everything was normal before she opened her eyes and the horrors of the previous night came all flooding back. She rubbed at her eyes, then suddenly looked at her hands in disbelief. She was using her hands. She was Controlling her hands. She flexed her fingers experimentally for a moment feeling relief wash over her. She tried to sit up but the massive diaper around her waist made it completely impossible. She tried to un-pop the poppers on the legs of her footed sleeper, she would get this off and then escape out of the window or something. She couldn’t reach the poppers her diaper was so thick she couldn’t reach to the end of it where the poppers lay. She flopped back onto her back after struggling. Gasping for breath. Surly there had to be a way out of this? She had to be quiet. She had no idea what time it was, but it was light outside, the sky was blue. The storm had passed.

Maybe she could wriggle out of the neck hole in the sleeper. She pulled at the neck opening and was rewarded with a ripping noise. She managed to un-tuck her arms out of the arm holes of her sleeper so they were inside the sleeper itself and then pulled her arms through the larger torn neck opening. Holding onto the headboard of the bed she managed to use her arms to haul herself out of the Sleeper. Excellent. She was red from the exertion but at least now she had access to the plastic pants. She tore at them like a rabid animal and they shredded easily. She gagged at the smell of stale urine. She had truly soaked herself. Pushing her humiliation to one side she started work on getting the diaper off. Once she had the diaper off she’d be free to escape. She struggled with the pin, her fingers fumbling carelessly as she trembled. She was so close to escaping she could almost taste it.

Helena entered the room wearing a long blue floral dress. She was carrying one of the incense burners, a large baby bottle of liquid and the music box. Bethanys head shot up at the sound of the door opening, she saw the surprise on Helenas face and looked down at what Helena held in her hands, she shook her head already starting to sob

"no no no.." She pleaded as Helena quickly opened the music box.

"Stop what you’re doing this instant young lady!"

Helena spoke with a stern voice as the soft lilting music box music filled the room. Instantly Bethanys hands dropped to the side. The effects of the hypnotism from the music box catching her off guard. She’d been caught! Her shoulders spasmed in quiet little sobs as Helena approached, the floral mint smell gaining in strength from the incense that she held.

"Ooh Sally. Mommy doesn’t like to see you cry, she wants you to be a happy baby girl." Helena’s expression was one of complete concern.

"Please, just let me go. I won’t tell anyone, I promise. I’ll just go back. I won’t tell anyone" Bethany was deeply relieved that her mouth was being co-ordinated again.

She was thankful to have the returned use of her body. Helena had crossed the room and was now standing by the bed stroking some of Bethany’s long blonde hair. With the Diaper still pinned on, Bethany couldn’t run anywhere. She lay there defeated

"Have you been helping mommy by trying to get yourself dressed you silly little thing. Lets get that soggy diaper unpinned for you. You lay still for mommy while she dresses you okay?"

The music jingling in the background, the heady scent in the air, Bethany felt herself stiffen and stay completely still just as Helena had asked her. Helena unpinned the first pin and then as an afterthought said.

"Actually poppet, why don’t you have your breakfast while mommy works"

Taking the baby bottle she had carried into the room she plopped it into Bethanys mouth.

"Hear sweetie, take it with both hands and be careful. I want to see the whole thing all drunk up before i’m done. Understand?"

Bethany nodded and much to her horror she took hold of the bottle began to suckle greedily. It tasted like formula but it had that mint quality that she guessed was the herbs that was keeping her in this hypnotised state. She tried to spit up, she tried to stop sucking down the warm milk, but her mommy had told her to drink every last drop and she wanted to be such a good little girl. While she guzzled she watched as Helena unpinned the large diaper and pulled it out from under her. If only Bethany had managed to get those pins out herself. She was laying on the bed completely naked now and if she could just break the spell of her mommy telling her to stay still, she’d be able to make a run for it. It felt good to be out of that sodden mess, and despite everything Bethany grinned behind the bottle. Helena caught the smile and she smiled back.

"There! See whose a happy baby. Whose a happy baby"

Helena spoke to Bethany in that sing songy way that parents do to their small children. Bethany squealed in childish delight at her mommys tone. Then Bethany clamped her mouth shut. She felt stronger than she was yesterday, more able to resist the mental commands, more in control of her own body. She saw Helena smirking down at her as Helena cleaned Bethanys private area with some baby wipes.

"Looks like mommy wont have to deal with that nasty hair huh. It’s going away all by itself!"

Bethany shot her a confused glare, but because Helena had told her to lay still Bethany couldn’t move. Surely Helena must be lying. Where could her pubic hair have gone. Bethany looked down at her chest. Now that she thought about it, her boobs, whilst still fairly prominent, did appear...smaller.

"I was thinking last night sweetie, that since today will be your last day of relative freedom, i’m going to give you a bit of room to breathe. I’m not going to make you wear diapers so big you cant move, although big enough that you cant walk i’m afraid, simply because you look darling in them" Helena chuckled at this then continued. " I’m also going to allow you a final day of being able to talk, because lets face it after today you’re going to be babbling and googoogaing for quite some time to come. I’m not a monster you know. But...if you start screaming, or swearing, or trying to escape. Then...well.."

Helena patted the jingling music box.

"We both know what’ll happen. I don’t want to be mean to you Sally, you’re our new baby girl after all, but you have to learn to do what mommy says. Do you understand sweetie?"

Bethany wanted to call the elder woman a sick cow, or a deranged lunatic, or a whole list of profanities but she had an idea, if she played along. If she appeared to be obedient and good, then there would be less restrictions on her, she would have a better chance at escaping.

She nodded meekly

"Yes" She said sadly

Helena grinned "Yes what?"

Bethany thought for a second "Yes I understand."

Helenas smile grew more broad but it took on a cheesy quality, a quality Bethany had seen on young kids TV shows where the presenter always hammed up their expressions. Her eyebrows raised expectantly, she tickled Bethanys naked tummy.

"Yes you understand, what silly?"

Suddenly Bethany understood what Helena was trying to get her to say and she blushed bright red before stammering

"Y..Yes I understand..M..Mommy"

Helena clasped her hands in glee and ruffled Bethanys blonde hair. "Is Sally a good girl, yes she is, yes she is"

Bethany was still trapped in the suggested state of not being able to move and she cringed at the childish treatment.

"Lets get you dressed shall we. You must be cold all nakee like that. BERT!!"

Helena shouted and moments later Bert entered the room wearing shorts and a black t-shirt.

"Yes Hel? What’s that matter? Is Sally okay"

He looked concerned and his eyes travelled to the naked woman laying splayed on the bed. Bethany wanted to cover herself up but couldn’t. She felt violated having this man stare at her like that. Last night she had been naked too, but the kicking and shouting and screaming last night had pre-occupied her. Today, laying so calm and still, she felt like she was on show. She blushed hard at his wandering eyes, even though all she could see in them was tender concern.

"Oh nothing’s wrong I just need you to manhandle her a little she’s still too big for me"

Helena chuckled as she went to the wardrobe, pulled more cloth diapers out and began to fold them on the floor, just as she had done the night before. Bethany watched the elder woman work and then her view was obscured by Bert coming over and tickling her under her chin.

"And how’s my princess this morning?" He cooed at her.

"I’m fine" She said bluntly.

It was a lie, she was far from fine but she needed to keep things civil if she had any chance of escape.

"Fine what?" Helena called over, still preoccupied with the diapers but listening in on the conversation

"I’m fine daddy" She said quietly, noticing Berts face switch from confusion to elation at having been called daddy. He turned to Helena.

"How come she can talk all of a sudden?"

Helena finished layering the cloth diapers and motioned for Bert to pick Bethany up, which he did and laid her on the diaper. Helena explained as she pinned the unresisting teenager into the thick fluffy padding and pulled a new pair of clear plastic pants over the top.

"I have decided to let her talk and have some freedom today, just as a gesture of goodwill."

Bert leant over and kissed his wife. "You’re so thoughtful Hel. It’s why I love you."

Bethany watched this display, sickened to her stomach. Thoughtful? Capturing a complete stranger and subjecting them to utter humiliation. That wasn’t Bethanys idea of thoughtful. Helena and Bert looked down at their daughter.

"You can move again now if you so wish, Sally" Helena said gently, as she offered her hands out for Bethany to grab.

Bethany did grab them and Helena hauled her into a sitting position. The diaper was less thick than the prevous one, sitting up had been impossible in the one she had worn a minute ago. She sat topless as the two adults stood, they towered over her, she didn’t like it, she felt insignificant, helpless, she felt like a baby.

Helena moved back to the cupboard and came back with the overall set. She pulled the pink t-shirt over Bethanys head, threaded her arms through and then pulled the overalls over her head too through the snapped crotched hole. Then gently pushed Bethany back down in order to do the snaps in the crotch up. two white socks were pulled onto her feet. then she got a hair brush and brushed Bethanys hair into two cute bunches. Bert watched his wife dress the teenager. Bethany just tried to ignore what was going on. All this care and attention of such an infantile nature made her feel as if her womanhood was being stripped from her.

"There! All done. Whose a little cutie pie?"

Helena asked happily pinching Bethanys cheek and popping the oversized pacifier into her mouth. Bethany looked down at the floor, twirling some carpet fibres around her index finger. Her transformation was complete. She looked like a little toddler girl and she felt stupid as she unquestioningly sucked on the pacifier, hoping to pacify her captors

"Bert you can carry her into the kitchen, i’ll tidy up here." Helena instructed.

Bert plucked Bethany up off the floor and positioned her so that she was propped up over his shoulder, one hand patting her back reassuringly the other supporting her well padded butt.

"Come on cupcake, down we go" He said jovially as he turned to leave the room.

It was wierd seeing everything move backwards over someones shoulder. Bethany felt herself clinging to Bert just for an added level of balance, this cause Bert to chuckle.

"Daddy loves you too princess, you’re such a good girl."

He walked into the kitchen and plopped Bethany down into a sitting position on the cold lino floor. He popped out of the room for a second heading back to the living room. Bethany suddenly realised she was in the kitchen by herself and she could move. How long would she have, could she get to the kitchen drawer and get a knife? She tried to stand up but the thick diaper prevented that. She crawled across the kitchen floor hating the feel of the thick diaper between her legs. If she could get a knife or some other weapon she could perhaps finally protect herself. She heard chuckling behind her and she froze.

"Are you exploring sweetie? What have you found? Anything exciting?" Bert had reappeared with some empty cups and a few toys.

He placed the cups in the kitchen sink then dropped down to his knees and handed Bethany a set of plastic keys on a ring and a plastic telephone that had eyes and wheels and a little pull along string.

"Daddy got you some toys to play with while mummy and daddy eat breakfast."

He happily poked Bethany in the tummy wiggling his finger causing her to squirm and giggle simply because she was ticklish. He stood and patted her on the head then took his place at the breakfast table.

She sat on the floor feeling miserable, Helena appeared carrying a teddy bear and she chuckled when she saw Bethany had toys on the floor with her already.

"Great minds thing a like huh. Gotta keep our princess occupied" She said to Bert.

Bethany watched as Helena gave her the teddy bear and then took her place at the table too. Bethany noticed the cute farm yard print high chair that was positioned in between the two adults. She looked at it and clutched at her breasts. Were they really smaller? Had her hair down below really gone? Helena caught Bethany staring at the high chair.

"Yep kiddo, that’s for you. We just gotta be patient and then the whole real world of baby things will be at your disposal. Its going to be so much fun. I’ll show you the stroller I got for you and the car seat, and the best bit till last, the nursery. Your daddy worked so hard on redecorating that room for you, you’re going to love it"

She smiled excitedly at the teenager on the floor.

Bethany wanted to cry, she wasn’t really shrinking. It was impossible.

The two adults ate their breakfast and afterwards Bert carried Bethany through into the lounge area. Setting her back down on the floor, returning the infantile toys to her and turning on the ancient TV onto some kids cartoons. Bethany didn’t know what to do with herself. The toys were boring, the cartoons were mundane, she shifted uncomfortably, now that she had control of her body again she also had control of her bladder and bowels and she hadn’t gone to the toilet yet. She would only be able to hold it for so long.

Bert had sat down in his chair and was now reading a large newspaper. Bethany flicked at the plastic telephone. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Bethanys heart jumped into her mouth. Someone was at the door? This was it. This was her chance. If she didn’t act now when would she have the opportunity. She got onto her hands and knees and crawled for the lounge door. Bert could sense movement and he put the paper down, chuckling.

"Are you off again cupcake? Don’t worry your mommy will see to the door, you stay here with me."

Bethany sat down and looked at Bert, her eyes glistening with unspilled tears. Helena suddenly bustled into the room.

"Its the cops!" She said panicking. "Here take this."

She handed the music box to Bert and opened it for him letting the jingling melody waft through the lounge. "I have a plan"

Before Bert could say a single thing she had grabbed the incense burner and had bustled back out of the lounge heading to the door. Bert looked at Bethany and shrugged sheepishly.

"Sometimes your mommy gets her knickers in a twist, but don’t you worry your little head. It’ll be fine, us grown ups will look after you. you babies just stick to what you’re good at, being cute, playing and wetting youself"

Bethany was happy beyond her wildest dreams, so much so that Berts remarks didn’t have an impact on her. The cops were here. They must have found her car abandoned in the road and come to investigate. She was saved.

Helena walked to the front door, straightened her hair down and placed the incense burner right beside the door, she let the smell fill the air for a moment before opening the door. A male and female police officer stood on the doorstep. The female one was admiring the flowers that hung in baskets all over the porch. The male one spoke.

"Good morning ma’am We are conducting a missing person search, a blonde 19 year old going by the name of Bethany Tailor. Have you seen anyone fitting that description?"

Helena smiled and nodded. "Why yes, yes we have. Would you like to come in officers?"

The male nodded and he stepped inside, the female following. She caught the scent immediately.

"What is that smell?" The female police officer asked.

Helena grinned. This was looking to be too easy.

"Its a herbal concoction I made myself to burn in incense burners. A mix of mint, lavender and a few other bits and pieces here or there. Do you like it?"

Helena held up the incense burner and both officers took a deep sniff.

The police woman nodded. "Its a little strong but it smells very pretty."

The male police officer coughed, breaking up the niceties.

"Bethany?"

Helena feigned forgetfulness.

"Ah yes, sorry. She came to our house late last night begging to use the phone, well as you know the storm last night was torrential so our phone line was out. She couldn’t use it. We offered her a bed for the night, got her all nice and snug, then this morning fed her breakfast and away she went. Pleasant young thing, probably walking to the nearest gas station I should imagine. Bert would have offer to drive her but he’s looking after the baby. Would you like to see my baby? You WOULD like to see her! She’s the most adorable thing on the planet. I know a mother is biased towards her own child but really Sally, she’s not even two yet, she can barely say a word, but she is going to be such a looker when she is older."

That said Helena turned her back on the officers and headed down the hallway to the lounge. The officers followed, they could hear jingling music box music, they felt that they should really see the baby and question the mother more about Bethany.

Bethany could hear footsteps and she looked up hopefully as the door opened.

"Here she is, my adorable little 18 month old precious girl!"

Helena said, stepping more into the room to allow the officers to come in. Bert had stood after muting the television, still holding the open tinkling music box as the officers laid eyes on Bethany.

Bethany just burst into relieved tears.

"Thank goodness. Officers please, this couple have captured me and forced me to..."

The female officer walked over and bent down grabbing Bethany by the cheek.

"Oh my, she is adorable isn’t she."

Bethanys mouth dropped open. The police woman stood.

"Have you thought about putting her into that beautiful baby competition down town? I’m sure she’d win hands down."

Helena chuckled, her plan on using hypnotic suggestion had worked. Without the herbal tea the suggestion was weaker but as the officers had no question to doubt that she had a baby there was nothing to fight against. But strengthening the effect wouldn’t hurt.

"Would you like some of my special herbal tea? I crush it myself. Its a secret recipe, then I can tell you all about that Bethany girl"

Both officers nodded, happy at the kind hospitality. Bethany shot a glance at Helena who looked coolly back at her captive teen baby. So the cops were here because of her disappearance. It made Bethany all the more frantic. She crawled over to the male officer and tugged on his trousers.

"Please, sir, you have to listen to me. Don’t see me as a baby, i’m not a baby. Im a grown woman. PLEASE"

She started to cry large fresh tears. The officier looked down on her and smiled kindly then looked at Helena.

"Is it okay if I pick her up?" he asked. He had two small children of his own and didn’t like to see kids cry. Helena nodded.

"By all means, she’s just as light as any other 2 year old so shouldn’t be a problem for you. She’s probably just a little confused as to who the new people are"

Helena then left to make the tea

The officer grabbed Bethany firmly not noticing how heavy she was due to Helena’s weight suggestion and hauled her up onto his chest, supporting her by her butt.

"Here, sit down"

Bert said stepping to one side and offering the policeman his seat. The policeman accepted the seat graciously as Bethany continued to cry.

"Aww don’t cry little one. I’m not scary, see?"

The police officer took off his hat and began bouncing Bethany on his knee. Making silly faces at her. Bethany bounced up and down she could feel her boobs jiggling with every impact since Helena hadn’t dressed her in a bra this morning. It just made Bethany cry all the harder. When would this nightmare end? Helena returned with two mugs placing one on the side table beside the male officer and handing the other one to the female. A smile played on Helena lips as she said.

"She also gets cranky just before she goes number 2 in her diapers so I would be careful if I were you with all that bouncing."

Bethany tried to un-hear what she had just heard, fearful of the hypnotic suggestion. Helena wouldn’t make her do...

Suddenly a strange rumbling feeling happened in her gut and she wailed ever harder as she began to uncontrollably mess herself, the soft poop mashing around her nether region as the male officer continued to bounce her on his knee. Her bladder gave way too and she soaked herself. The wet and messy mix compacted together. Bethany just sobbed and sobbed. It took him four bounces for the smell to suddenly hit him and he stopped bouncing.

"Jeez, you weren’t joking were you?" He chuckled at Helena. "What a little stink bomb. It’s my fault i’m sorry. I have two kids her age, well one is one year old and the other is three, so I should have known better."

He leant over, picked up the cup and took a sip as Bethany looked down at her crotch. She couldn’t see anything because of the overalls she wore but she could certainly smell and feel more than she would have liked. The officer grinned at her sheepishly.

"Did baby have an accident?"

He then talked over her head at Helena

"I guess at this age it cant even be called an accident can it. I mean she doesn’t even realise what she’s doing yet"

Bert walked over and took Bethany from the officer, allowing the officer space to continue to drink the drugged herbal tea.

"Wow kiddo you really outdone yourself this time ikkle miss poopypants is what we should call you." Bert chuckled.

"Bert it’s your turn to change her. I did it this morning," Helena said matter of factly. "If you go get her stuff, you can change her here in the lounge"

Bert popped Bethany back down on the floor and headed upstairs for supplies, he landed her on her butt and she winced once more as she felt the poop move around. She didn’t want to be changed, but more importantly she didn’t want to be changed here, out in the open, in front of people. She felt really degraded and lost. Her chance at being saved seemed minimal now. She picked up the plastic telephone sadly and then suddenly overcome with anger she threw it in frustration across the room. It clattered across the table almost knocking the male officers now empty cup.

"SALLY, we’ll have no more temper tantrums from you. Be a good girl, just like last night" Helena said. Her eyes were angry at Bethanys little outburst.

Bethany suddenly lost the use of her arms again, the use of her legs and she flopped herself onto her back staring up at the ceiling.

Nononono not again.

She tried to move herself but her body was being uncooperative just like last night. She wanted to cry but she had spotted the plastic keys and her arm had grabbed them up and was trying to cram them into her mouth, she garbled between the keys as her mind a mix of blissful happiness and total horror fought to control one side or the other. She got herself back into a sitting position, feeling the mush around in her diapers she giggled and poked at herself. Inwardly Bethany cringed as she started to rock back and forth giggling at the mushy feeling in her diaper

Bert came back down with several clean cloth diapers and changing supplies.

"I think she’ll only need one diaper for now Bert, she’s a happy little thing again"

Seeing Bethany rolling around in her own mess giggling, Bert understood what Helena was saying and nodded.

"Come here you little smelly terror."

He gently tackled Bethany into laying down and begun un-popping her overalls at the crotch. Bethany begged and pleaded.

"not in front of these people, please, no. I’ll be good I promise. Please stop!"

But once more only excited baby babble came out of her mouth. Bert leant in close and popped her pacifier into her mouth.

"Yes whose an excited little baby, is daddy going to change your stinky little tushie, get you all nice and clean. is he? Is he?"

This caused Bethany to squeal happily all the while inside she was mortified beyond anything that had happened so far. While this was all going on, The officers watched mildly interested, then turned their attention back to the reason why they had come.

"So Bethany stayed here last night you said?" The male asked.

Helena nodded,

"Thats right, she was soaked, we let her have a bath gave her some clean clothes and got her all tucked up for the night, Then this morning, like I said, I gave her some breakfast and then she left"

The officer thought for a moment

"Did she say where she was going? Did she appear agitated at all?"

Helena shook her head.

"She was a little stressed but only cause her car had packed in. She wasn’t any hassle I think she was grateful for the shelter really. A bit of molly coddling. Teenagers these days are so grown up. I think she enjoyed us fussing over her. I’m sorry we can’t be any more help." She apologised. The two officers smiled.

Bert had struggled to clean Bethany up, he’d managed once but then a slip of concentration had seen Bethany stick her foot in her own exposed mess, so he’d had to clean her up all over again. He was now pinning her into a fresh diaper as the two officers stood up

"Well thank you for your time." the male officer said.

Bethany looked up, her eyes trying to convey desperation but she just spat out her dummy and began to fuss, causing the male officer to stoop down pick up the pacifier and pop it back into Bethanys mouth, with the pacifier back in place she instantly hushed again and Bert shot him a look of thanks as he finished pulling on a clean pair of plastic pants and started doing up the poppers on the overalls crotch. Say bye bye to the nice officers Sally.

She lay on her back as the two officers gazed lovingly down at her. She waved at them and then, feeling more betrayed than ever she said in a very shy childish lisp

"buhbye"

Seeing the officers wave back at her only caused her to giggle and say more enthusiastically

"BUHBYE"

She begun waving frantically as the officers chuckled and turned away from her. Helena began to usher the officers back out towards the front of the house.

WAIT DONT GO!!!

Bethany wanted to scream but all she did was giggle contentedly at her daddy who was jangling the set of plastic keys above her head. She heard Helena from the doorway bidding farewell to the visitors. The door closed. Bethany could hear the car door slam and the car start up, then...lastly...drive away. She wanted to cry tears of frustration but they just wouldn’t come, not with her daddy keeping her happily preoccupied.

Helena came back into the room and flopped down on the sofa, feeling exhausted.

"Well that went exceptionally well don’t you think?"

She asked Bert. Bert simply nodded, keeping his attention to doting on his baby girl.

"I think we should keep her like this for the rest of the day. She’s much more adorable and easy to control. Why run the risk of having her escape"

he said as he continued to play with the teenager and the teenager continued to giggle and clap and drool.

Helena nodded.

"Yes after her little temper tantrum I think perhaps a little time like this will help her cool down a little"

Bethany wanted to sob, she had blown it. They weren’t going to let her have any freedom. Bert picked Bethany up and settled her in his lap. He turned the TV back up and the cartoons were back on the TV. Bethany watched the Teletubbies transfixed by the amazing colours and shapes. She sucked on her binkie and snuggled into her daddy. Inwardly she was a broken woman, she had lost all hope. She had no control, she was stranded in her own body. How was she going to get out of this mess now? Her eyes closed again. Clearly the predominant baby side of her needed a nap. She didn’t want to take a nap, she was almost twenty years old for goodness sake. She didn’t need diapers she didn’t want bottles or toys and she just wanted to be back at her dorm at college, with her MP3 player and mobile phone, her computer, her friends, her family. She felt the baby sleeping beginning to eat at her, making her feel docile. She struggled against it, but it was no good. yet again her world decsended into sleep

 

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