Noname

Eva went to the store with her friend Becky and didn't really expect herself to be thinking about it all that much. Becky was a young, childless college student much like her, and they were both the youngest in their family, as well as being back home for the summer. So naturally, Eva didn't expect to think about it on her trip to the store.

Everything started out alright, Eva and Becky continued their conversation about their first year in undergrad, each one telling stories of classes, professors, parties, boys, and other general things typical of college students. But then, Becky said something that made Eva's blood run cold.

"Oh yeah, I'm babysitting the Wellmans' kid tonight, do you mind if we pick up some supplies?"

Eva sputtered out a sure, more focused on not thinking about it, or anything associated with it. When she gathered herself, she dropped the innocent sounding but important question,

"So how old is the Wellmans' kid?"

"Oh, you remember, they had their baby girl, Mandy, just last year. I'm so excited to see her, she's supposed to be a real cutie!"

Eva clenched her fists and tried desperately not to think about the B-word or it as she felt her panties change from her tasteful but lacy red pair to a thick white cotton variety. She remembered feigning sickness to avoid going to the Wellmans' you-know-what shower last year just to avoid this.

Becky led the way as Eva worriedly shuffled behind, trying desperately to get out of what was about to happen. Even if it was just the you-know-what formula isle Eva knew she would be taking a huge risk, being on a closed campus she could avoid this kind of thing and because of that she had avoided her... condition for the better part of a year.

"Can't I just sit and wait in the car?" Eva asked, desperate.

"I'm not paying for all this stuff you wanted to buy!" Becky replied, chuckling to herself about her friend's childishness.

"How about I go to a different aisle?" Eva suggested insistently.

"Oh come on!" Becky said, turning to look at Eva, "Don't be such a baby."

Baby baby baby baby baby. Eva immediately closed her eyes and focused on nothing as she felt her clothes change again, this time more severely. When she opened them, she was dressed in a pink Dora the Explorer shirt, a flowing strawberry skirt and brightly colored velcro strapped red flower sandals. Her panties were ominously more stiff, and Becky was holding her hand tightly as they walked through the store.

"Please Becky, do we have to?" Eva asked one more time, feeling the aisle closer and closer.

Becky didn't even answer, Eva tried her best to close her eyes as they rounded the aisle, but it was too late. Eva got an eyeful of the diaper aisle, and she could feel her panties thicken more and more, expanding until they turned into puffy, absorbent diapers. She fell back on her butt, hearing the soft puff as she fell on her diapered rear. Eva sniffled, her legs splayed out on the floor. Tears began to well in her eyes as she saw her skirt shorten to reveal the strained crotch bulge of her Dora onesie trying to contain her thick diapers. Her shoes disappeared from her feet, replaced with frilly, baby-pink ankle socks.

"Come on sweety," Becky said lovingly, "I think you've had enough walking for today, let's get you in the cart."

Becky gently reached her hands under Eva's arms and, even though Eva wasn't much smaller than she was before, easily hoisted her up and placed her in the shopping cart's baby chair. It accomidated her somehow, and snugly pushed her padding up against her groin. Upon seeing Eva's wet eyes, Becky reached into the new diaper bag that was hanging on her shoulder and took out a pacifier and put it into Eva's mouth, kissing her on the forehead.

"It's okay baby, you'll get the walking thing down eventually."

Even though Eva knew that Becky was being sincere, it didn't make the exchange any less embarrasing. She just sucked her pacifier in shame and let her friend, now babysitter presumably, start pushing her down the diaper aisle.


Another thing that was a great indignity when Eva was struck by this was going to the bathroom. Naturally, given how the world thought of her in this state, her wetting herself as Becky pushed her in the cart through the bumpy and uneven asphalt of the parking lot would seem logical, but Eva still turned red and her eyes misted over. Becky, looking for where she parked her car, didn't even notice that Eva had wet her diapers.

As Eva felt the emotional discomfort and stress of her wet diaper sink in, she pledged that if she ever have a B-word (or baby, she thought, there wasn't really any point in blotting the word from her mind now), she would check their diaper religiously as to save her dear child from this indignity.

Becky didn't even notice when she transferred Eva over to her carseat, which expanded and warped to fit her. Instead she drove off.

Eva was surprised when Becky stopped at her house, and even more surprised that her parents weren't home.

"Yeah Karen, I'm at the Scotts' house, I'm house sitting and babysitting Eva this week,"
Becky said on the phone as she carried Eva in,
"Why don't you come over and we can talk?"

Becky placed Eva into a playpen on the living room floor. As she was dropped in, the playpen seemed to match the height of her neck. Lying on her back, the playpen was basically of normal dimensions, but as she stood it rose and expanded to much more space. As she picked up each block it expanded to a massive size in her hand.

She was impotently shaking around blocks in her playpen as Becky sat on the couch on her phone when the doorbell rang. Becky sprung up to get it.

"Karen! Look at you!" Eva heard Becky howl as she opened the front door.

"I know, I'm so excited! Where's Eva?"

Eva stopped shaking her block, confused. Why did Karen want to see her?

Then Karen came in, all dressed up in summer fashion, her long brown hair curled perfectly. sporting a small, but distinct baby bump.

Come on Karen, Eva thought, you're what, six months shy of avoiding a teenaged pregnancy?

"Eva, look at you!" Karen gushed, "you're getting so big!"

Eva rolled her eyes, and in doing so didn't have enough time to dodge Karen's fingers poking into her diaper.

Karen turned with a stern look towards Becky.

"She's soaked, when was the last time you checked her?"

Becky just gave her a sheepish look. It was funny, from Eva's perspective in her playpen, Karen, in her dress, makeup, and baby bump looked much older than her friend Becky. who had her shortish blonde hair tied up in a bun and was wearing skinny jeans and an ill fitting t shirt.

Karen picked Eva up and Becky followed the pair upstairs. Again, Eva was about to suffer something else, the acute embarrassment of getting her used diaper changed along with seeing the state of her room.

Her room basically just looked like a nursery like any other, that is, all she got to see of it before she was laid on the changing table. Becky dutifully brought the pack of pampers she had bought from the store, the package that started all of this, the diapers that were meant originally to swaddle the Wellmans' little brat. Instead of letting Becky do her job, Karen uncerimoniously tore Eva's skirt off and unclasped her onesie. Fucking Karen.

With experienced hands, Karen quickly took off the wet diaper and got Eva all clean with a single baby wipe. Becky quicky opened the pack of pampers and handed her a diaper. Karen paused.

Do you think Eva has any stuffers? I know they're not as common, but I just love seeing babies all thickly swaddled up.

As Karen scoured the changing table Eva wished their was some kind of baby veto, some way that she could explicitly voice her disapproval with what was happening other than going nuclear and bawling her eyes out. The pampers were already huge and thick, but Karen wanted more.

And Karen would get more, as she lifted two thick rectangles of diaper filling out from an obscure drawer of the changing table. Eva could feel the thickness as she was enclosed in her small mound of pamper.


"Becky honey, put that pack of diapers under the baby's changing table and let's watch her walk."

Interestingly enough, Becky was getting quieter now for some reason.

Karen placed Eva on her feet and held her as she tried to adjust to both the weight between her legs and on her rear and to her legs ungracefully splayed in a deep V above the floor. Karen let go of her arms and hurried to the other side of the room, extending her arms to invite Eva to walk across. Eva waddled slowly, stumbling a little before losing her bance and basically falling into Karen's arms, Eva was mortified as Karen laughed softly.

"Good job, big girl. You'll be a walker in no time."

The trio then moved downstairs again and Eva was once again delegated to the playpen, her playpen. Becky thankfully got chatty again.

"So when's the baby due?"

"I'm due in two months."

"Really? You're only that big?"

Eva frowned, not only because Becky was being really rude, but also because even she, with her condition, knew the basic stages of pregnancy. Karen just laughed and seemed to take the comment in stride.

Becky and Karen talked for a while, with Karen oddly coming off as explaining the nature of female pregnancy and Becky making inane comments until Karen cut the discussion off.

"I think you two should watch a movie and I'll make a quick dinner, how does Wall-E and mac and cheese sound?"

Eva was alright with that, and Becky enthusiastically agreed. Karen turned the movie on and then left for the kitchen.

Eva turned around in her playpen to stare at Becky. She couldn't put her finger on it, but the girl seemed off.

Eventually Karen came in and dropped off a baby bottle for Eva and a drink for Becky, not long after Eva noticed that Becky was actually drinking out of a sippy cup.

Eva, now kind of panicked, tried to get Becky's attention. She pulled herself up despite her thick diapers and tried to wave for Becky, but she stared at the movie, stock-still.

When Karen brought the food in, she served it to the two other girls on identical trays, placing one in Eva's playpen and the other on Becky's lap on the couch. When they both finished their food, Eva turned to see that her friend now had her thumb in her mouth, and the shirt she was wearing that had some random club from college on it now sported the mischevious and knowing grin of Elsa, from Frozen.

Eva again raised herself crinkling to the edge of the playpen but before she got to wave she felt a pressure grow in her bowels. Karen walked in with two more drinks for the girls just in time to see Eva squat and fill her diaper, softly grunting. Karen just smiled knowingly and whispered "we'll deal with that later," before putting another baby bottle in the playpen for her.

As Eva began to sink down in her mess, she began to tear up, but she finally began to cry openly and quietly when she saw Karen pull down the front of Becky's jeans to reveal a pullup. Karen shook her head and lifted Becky gently to her hip, carting her off upstairs, as Becky stared blankly, still drinking from her sippy cup.

As the two disappeared Eva began to bawl loudly. She could deal at least with herself sitting in a playpen wallowing in her own dirty diaper, that was something she had known because of her condition before, but Becky? She didn't deserve this. She continued to wail until the two returned.

Becky was now dressed in just a onesie, her thick diaper poking out from the crotch as she sat comfortably on Karen's hip. She looked different, not just because the spunky, talkative girl was now sucking blankly on a pacifier clipped to her sleeve, but she literally looked physically different. Karen walked up to the edge of the playpen with a perfect smile, carrying her new charge.

"Like your friend's new look? I've had a lot of practice since you. Come on, let's get you changed and we can catch up."

Eva was completely bewildered when Karen picked her up to take her upstairs.

"Do you remember the first time this happened to you?

Because I do, it was freshman year, and you had your first babysitting job. I sat in my room all day, skipping school, to focus my magic. I rushed over to that house to see that I had done it. A month later I learned to make it permanent. I had a great time in high school, watching you squirm. Do you remember that time that our English teacher got pregnant near the end of Sophomore year? I used to laugh when you scurried out of that class in pull ups for three months because I would always ask what she was doing to prepare for the baby. Remember halloween junior year? I wore that baby costume, and your mom had to pick you up early in a carseat. Of course, by that point nobody was the wiser, and you weren't the only one I was honing my skills on. Somehow, I never did get to little Becky before she spirited off to college. Oh well, I guess you need to save some dirt for the reunion anyway."

By this point Eva was sitting stunned as Karen cleaned her mess with baby wipes. Becky was on the floor examining and tasting her toes.

"As for Becky, I've gotten exceedingly good at what I do. She's not actually zapped into the mind of a baby, rather her mental state is altered to the point where she reacts to things like a baby would, pretty cool right?"

Eva couldn't really respond, and Karen was snapping up her onesie at this point.

"Anyway, you might be wondering what I've been doing since you two have been at college. Well, just like you guys, I've been studying too. I've been honing my art of infamancy, the magic surrounding infants and early age. And, hopefully like you guys, I'm starting to realize what all the point of this."

At this point, Eva had felt all range of emotions, so she sat staring up from the floor with a quizzical look on her face, and all Becky could muster at this point in the realm of facial expression was an ignorant drool. Karen just smiled again.

"Good, now let me show you!"

She went into Eva's luxurious walk-in closet (now half full of baby clothes, the other half full of baby acsessories) and pulled out a two seated stroller. She placed both of her charges into each seat and subsequenrly ran at the wall.

When Eva got the chance to put her hands down, she realized she was not, in fact, rammed against a wall, but instead she sat in a stroller in the foyer of what looked to be a stately mansion.

"Welcome to my house girls, this is where all the magic happens!"

She released the girls from the stroller and Becky dumbly toddled forward further into the house, her diaper noticably drooping. Karen just smiled and gently scooped her and Eva up for a change.

As they went further into the house, it looked the not one but several babies lived there. There was a spacious playpen along with baby walkers in the living room with a flatscreen overlooking playing Sesame Street on mute. The dining room had several highchairs and only one regular chair, and as they went upstairs it seemed like every bedroom was kitted out with two of each of the nursery necessities. But Karen took them deeper into the house until they reached the master bedroom. The room itself was massive, taking up a huge space over the foyer. The furniture was artful. The master bed was a huge hulking thing that almost stretched wall to wall on one edge of the room, with a bathroom and a walk in closet on either side. On the other end of the room, the nice colored wallpaper begins to sprout ducks, bunnies, lambs and other such decorations fitting a nursery. Two ornate, elegant, but not gaudy cribs both sit with their heads to the wall next to the entrances to two other closets. A toybox along with an assortment of other toys sit against each wall, allong with identical, fully stocked changing tables. In the middle section of the room opposite the door, a huge window gives a view to the entire backyard, along with the lake and the mountans beyond.

"Come on you two, let's get you both fed and changed and then we can enjoy this." Karen said, moving to the bed. Eva was, at first, confused, but then as Karen began to undo her dress she realised what was about to happen. Karen gently put her hand on Eva's stomach, preventing her from moving as she guided her naked breast towards Eva's mouth, snatching the pacifier away. Eva pursed her lips as she heard Becky's quiet, rythmic sucking, but as the breast grew nearer Eva gave in and drank.

"That's a good girl," Karen cooed, "Hypnotic, isn't it? I see the spell worked. She smiled as she saw Eva's eyebrows express worry as she continued to suck.

As the two girls drank, Karen watched with glee as they began to shrink. Eva unlatched first, milk dripping down her chin, and then Becky unlatched not soon after. Karen looked down at the girls.

"This should make you two a little easier to handle. You're not any younger, just a little shorter and squatter."

Karen gently guided the two off the bed where Eva found in shock that she was no more than three feet tall.

"Am I gonna be like this forever?" Eva said, almost sobbing. Karen leaned down in a hug.

"No precious, just for a little while, now let's get you into some real diapers."

"But my diaper is clean," said Eva.

Karen just smiled and gently patted the back of Eva's diaper. Immediately the girl squatted down and began to fill her pants, her onesie expanding and tightening to accomadate the load.

Karen began with Becky, who giggled as she was put on the changing table. Karen expertly cleaned her and pulled out from under the changing table a thick, fluffy plastic diaper. It was almost completely white save for the duckling pattern that dotted the material.

"Why don't you just use magic to change us?" Eva asked as Karen taped up her diaper, this one with a bunny pattern.

"Eva dear, if I wanted to I could summon a whole platoon of maids, wetnurses, nannies, and mommies right here to watch over you two night and day, but that's not the point."

"Well," Eva responded, "When you were talking to me earlier, you never got to the point. When you were talking about high school it just kinda seemed you were messing with me and other people."

"Oh, let's get you two out of these drab onesies and into some fun clothes so you two can play outside before it gets dark!"

Karen quickly began to strip the two girls out of their onesies. Eva, despite everything that happened today, covered her breasts. Becky was put in a hello kitty shirt and Eva was put in a shirt and shortalls, which she was grateful for.

Carrying them outside, Karen immediately placed Becky in one of the baby swings and left Eva at the sandbox. Waving her arm to gently push the swing, she sat on the deck in a rocking chair.

Eva stared up at her from the sandbox. From that perspective, she looked like a true mother, watching her children from the porch, wearing her dress and wide sunhat, her bump signalling to everyone that she was about to bring another baby into the world.

Becky, by comparison, was letting her hair fly free as she giggled, strapped in snugly to the carseat-like chair of the baby swing. Her diaper both straining against the straps of the swing and raising her a fair amount from the bottom of her seat. She looked carefree.

Eva blushed when she looked down at herself. Her shortalls were pretty tight, and pushed the material of her diaper to the sides, giving her hips and inflated look. Little did she know, too that the plastic top of her diaper poked out between her shirt and the back of her shortalls,  not to mention the snaps that ran along the inside of each leg and along the bottom of her crotch, providing convenient diaper changes.

Eva sat and thought about her parents, her condition, and whether she was mad at Karen. And, when she finally realized that her parents weren't going to be back for several weeks, her condition basically didn't matter, and Karen was going to do what she wanted, she finally said, fuck it, and grabbed a shovel to build a sandcastle.

It wasn't long before the sun began to set over the lake and Karen came by to gently scoop each girl up and get them ready for bed. She laughed gently as she walked up behind Eva who, with every crinkling motion, was building a crude sandcaste. Eva soon noticed that Karen was behind her, stood up quickly and blushed. After getting Becky, the trio went back into the house. Karen quickly threw two baby bottles in the microwave before taking her charges upstairs. Becky was changed out of her damp diaper into another ducky one, and both girls were dressed in complementary footed sleepers and placed in their cribs.

Karen brought them their bottles and then shut off the lights to go to sleep. Eva quickly finished her bottle and then among the stuffed animals of her crib began to doze off.

She awoke with Becky whimpering softly from her crib. After a little while, Eva heard the rustle of covers from Karen's side of the room, and soon saw her bending over Becky's crib in the pale moonlight, gently hushing her. She watched as Karen picked Becky up, checked her, then quickly and lovingly changed her and laid her back down to sleep.

The next morning Eva awoke to the sunlight beaming down on her. Groggy, she sat up and immediately sunk down in her own soaked diaper. Almost on queue Karen sailed in, said a warm goodmorning and began to change her. After a quick breastfeeding Karen carried Eva downstairs to the kitchen before strapping her in one of the highchairs.

Eva looked across the table at Becky, and couldn't help but notice a difference.

"What happened to Becky?" Eva asked.

"We're having company, so I shrank her some more and gave her a haircut."

Eva looked again and saw. Becky did look considerably smaller, and her otherwise short and pulled up hair was now shaped into a messy but cute bob. She was also pawing at some plain cheerios and a few slices of banana on her tray.

"Messy bob, makes her look babyish, but still not a complete infant. Dress her in gender neutral clothes," Karen muttered to herself as she made breakfast. Eva sat quietly until she was adressed again.

"Becky isn't mentally ready to look the age she looked, so that's why she's going to be a ten month old now, that'll give enough time to explain this pregnancy. You, Eva, will be my toddler, you're in your early two's."

Karen put a plastic plate of eggs and potato wedges on Eva's high chair tray, along with a plastic fork.

"They're just coming for some early cocktails, they should be here soon and won't stay long."

"Cocktails at 10am?" Eva asked as Karen carried the two upstairs.

"It's rich people, sweetie, they can do what they want."

Becky was dressed in a frog t shirt with shortalls and frilly white socks, while Eva was changed into a new, more mature, thinner diaper (not before Karen did yesterday's trick again, causing Eva to uncerimoniously squat and fill her diaper) along with a strawberry-themed dress with a matching pink and white frilled diaper cover that, even with the thinner diaper, still strained and tightly hugged the padding.

Karen changed too, into a nice cocktail dress that roughly matched Eva's little strawberry outfit.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" Karen exclaimed, walking into Eva's closet and taking out a pair of mary janes and socks. After getting them onto Eva, Karen reached into the pocket of her cocktail dress and pulled out a little strawberry themed pacifier.

"So you don't have to talk," Karen said as she put it in Eva's mouth and clipped it to one of her sleeves.

With the three all dolled up and ready to go, Eva took Karen's hand and walked downstairs. Karen gently put Becky into one of the walkers in the living room and turned the volume up so Sesame Street was quiet, but not silent. Becky was immediately enthralled and sat bouncing in her seat as Karen closed the baby gate.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, "showtime," Karen muttered and she and Eva went to the foyer to open the door.

On the other side were two clearly very rich ladies in their early thirties. One had a baby on her hip about the same age  Becky was supposed to be.

"Mandy!" Karen exclaimed, rushing to hug the woman with the baby. The woman said her hellos and rushed to hug back. The other woman stood to the side patiently, waiting for the two to split. After Mandy and Karen split, Karen warmly shook hands with the other woman.

"Karen," Karen said.

"Victoria," The woman replied.

After this, Mandy leaned down to get an eyefull of Eva.

"Eva honey, do you remember me, I'm your aunt Mandy!"

Eva nodded her head sheepishly. It was one thing to be seen like this by her friend Karen, but to have these two, clearly rich, ladies gawking at her made her quite nervous.

"Well it's good to see you, sweet girl, you've grown bigger since I saw you last."

The other woman bent down as well and introduced herself too. Eva again nervously acknowledged her.

"So, where can I leave Ryan in this nursery you call a house?" Mandy asked.

Karen led the group to the living room, and Mandy left Ryan in a baby walker just like Becky's, and they both glued their eyes to Sesame Street, giggling and bouncing.

The rest of the gang went out to sit on the deck. Karen brought two mimosas out for the other two adults, along with a sippy cup for Eva and an iced tea for her.

Each one got into a rocking chair in a rough arch. Eva's legs were dangling off of hers, and her frills danced in the wind as her legs swung with the rocking.

"So Eva, how old are we now?" Mandy asked, sipping her drink.

Eva thought to herself for a little while, and then decided to throw up two fingers.

Karen smiled at her, then turned to Mandy, "She's almost two and a half."

"Very good! Are we potty trained?"

Eva instinctively nodded her head yes before she could catch herself. Both Karen and Mandy raised their eyebrows.

"Are you sure dear? Show me your big girl pants, then."

Her face almost as red as her dress, Eva lifted her skirt to reveal her white and red diaper cover.

"Ah, so we aren't potty trained, that's ok," Mandy said.

"Why don't we show aunt Mandy your cute little diaper?" Karen interrupted, reaching over to help Eva get out of her diaper cover, then putting it in her handbag.

"Oh how cute, are these new?" Mandy exclaimed. Eva didn't know it when she was changed into them, but her diaper had a strawberry design on it, a long strawberry bush design emblazoned the front and tapes of the diaper, and lower near the crotch and on the rear were little drawings of groups of one, two or three strawberries.

Finally Eva could drop her skirt and sit back down in her chair.

"Are you having trouble with toilet training her?" Victoria asked.

Karen thought for a bit, "no, we just haven't started yet."

"Karen actually encourages her customers to forgo potty training as long as they want," Mandy added, "she makes diapers to fit six year olds comfortably."

Victoria was horrified, "six years?"

Karen and Mandy nodded.

"So what, you make cribs for teenagers, high chairs for ten year olds, shortalls and footies for college kids? Will little Eva get a pacifier and toy trucks for her 18th?" Victoria continued. Eva stifled a giggle around her pacifier.

Karen was stoic, "the motto of Little Blankets Infant Supply, my company, is that babies deserve comfort, care and quality regardless of age."

Victoria just calmed down, "I need another drink," she muttered, and disappeared into the house.

"You hate her too now, don't you?" Mandy said quietly.

"Oh yeah," Karen replied immediately, "let's have some fun wih this."

When Victoria came back outside, she looked more concerned than flabbergasted, and what she held in her hand looked more like just orange juice, not a mimosa.

"Victoria honey," Karen began sweetly, "why don't we show you around the place, I bet you'd love to see it!"

Victoria nodded blankly and the four walked back inside. The group stopped at the living room, where the two babies were still bouncing away in their bouncers, watching Sesame Street. Karen and Mandy both went in to grab their respective charges.


"Oh god, Karen, Ryan looks like he's going to leak any second now," Mandy said, concerned.

"That's fine, we can do a quick change while we're upstairs. Oh by the way, Victoria," Victoria barely acknowledged someone was adressing her, "this is the living room, where babies watch Sesame Street and apparently load up their diapers for mommies like us to change them!" she finished in a singsong voice. Again, Victoria barely reacted, instead her vision darted between Sesame Street and the baby bouncers.

As they walked upstairs, Eva was last, right behind Victoria, so she got to watch as Victoria's sexy smart cocktail dress turned into a dress more fitting a flower girl, and her panties turned from a lacy black thong to white panties with light flower designs.

"This is the first nursery on the floor," Karen started, "each nursery is effectively the same, but I added a twist to each one and each one features a different diaper. This nursery is the sports one, so the diapers here are our high-mobility brand."

Victoria was focused on the huge fluffy stacks of diapers and toys in the room. She was starting to squirm a little bit, and Eva could swear she was beginning to shrink.

The next room was the puppy room, and puppy diapers were apparently designed to be incredibly sealed as to prevent leaks. Victoria, trying to be sneaky, grabbed a stuffed puppy on her way out. She held it in one hand as she planted the other hand's thumb squarely in her mouth. When Mandy noticed, she gently pushd her thumb away and replaced it with a pacifier.

When the group was in the elephant room Victoria sighed quietly.

"Victoria, how are your training panties doing?" Mandy asked loudly. Victoria didn't respond. She was almost getting to be as short as Eva. Mandy reached around and lifted up Victoria's skirt. Her pullup was soaked, and there were little dark spots on the pantyhose that Victoria was wearing under her dress. She looked ready to cry.

"Hmm, this is not good, not good at all. Karen, would you happen to have any pullups or training panties for my dear little Victoria here?" Mandy said.

"Oh, that's just too bad, see, none of my little girls is ready for the potty quite yet like Vikkie is, and my company only makes diapers for babies, and surely your big girl Vikkie doesn't need those!" Karen replied.

Victoria looked like she was going to die from embarrasment. Her wet pantyhose and her soaked pullup lay in a heap between her legs.

"I'm afraid she does Karen, just now Vikkie soaked through her pullups and ruined her nice pantyhose, I think she might indeed belong in diapers."

Hot tears ran down Victoria's cheeks as she was led to the master bedroom, as soon as she was taped into a diaper her dress closed up into an embroidered white onesie with a little frilly skirt, not even reaching the bottom of her new diaper bulge. By then, she was about the same size and in the same mental ballpark as Becky. As the two women changed Ryan and Becky, they left Victoria on the floor, waving her arms and grabbing at toys on her diapered tush.

"You're a miracle worker, Karen," Mandy said cooly as she opened the tapes of Ryan's diaper.

"So how did this one cross you?" Karen replied, doing the same to Becky on the other side of the room.

Mandy sighed, "she was the strongest investor  in a company my company is trying to buy out," she lifted Ryan's legs up and slid a fresh diaper under him, "she wouldn't budge, I tried everything."

"Just like you tried everything with that one," Karen teased. Ryan cooed and Mandy just smiled down at him.

"Well, this one was different," Mandy paused, holding Ryan's little legs up as he burbled and squirmed in his freshly taped diaper, "he wasn't just a business partner cashing out of our company."

"Karen?" Eva interrupted.

"What's wrong sweetheart, do you need a change?"

"What's going to happen to Victoria, is she like Becky?"

Karen put Becky down on the floor. Immediately, the girl fell on her diapered behind and began to rock and crinkle on the floor. Then, she gently picked up Eva.

"Victoria is age frozen, sweetheart. She's eleven months old now, and she won't get any older until Mandy gives me a phone call."

"Is Ryan age frozen?"

"Yes, dear."

Karen slipped her fingers into Eva's diaper, finding it slightly damp. Instead of a change, she just helped Eva out of her mary janes.

"So where is Victoria going?"

"Well," Mandy butted in, "There's always more room at my house. I'm not really sure though."

Eva frowned, her pacifier dangling from her sleeve.

"How about lunch, girls? Mandy, do you have someplace to be, or are you free for lunch?"
Karen asked.

"I think I have enough time for lunch, yeah, Mandy said, gathering her two munchkins.

"Are you going to go as is or would you like to go a little bit more native?" Karen asked.

Mandy smiled, "If you dont mind, I'd like to slip into something a little more comfortable."

Karen returned the smile and patted the changing table, "Hop up," she replied.

Eva's jaw hit the floor as she watched the thirty-something hotshot businesswoman get undressed by her barely nineteen high school friend. The two helped each other slowly tear of the cocktail dress and instead replace it with a onesie with a puppy on it, after, of course, the full-sized adult woman was comfortably diapered. So all six of them went downstairs, five waddling slightly, and and one laughing at her diapered, motley crew.

Lunch was sandwiches and bottles of apple juice everyone but Karen sat with their diapers straining against the buckles or their high chairs.

After lunch, Mandy took Ryan and Victoria on her hip and started for the door.

"Just to check again, all of this stuff..." Mandy started.

"It''ll look like a smart pantsuit," replied Karen.

"Good god, thank you for everything, I still owe you for Ryan," Mandy started again.

"Don't worry about it, you've given me all I ever wanted."

Mandy smiled, and the two women hugged and Mandy drove away.

As soon as she shut the door, Karen said,
"I have a lot of explaining to do, don't I?"

Eva just nodded and acted as assertive as her strawberry dress allowed.

"Well, let's put Becky down for a nap and sit on the porch and talk about it."

After Becky was put in her crib for her nap, Karen and Eva sat, facing each other in opposite rocking chairs. Eventually, after a while of rocking Karen started to giggle.

"Sorry, I know this is supposed to be serious, but you're just... so cute when you pout. Like, I wish you could see you right now, your legs dangling off the side of the rocking chair, your cute little strawberry shortcake dress, your little pacifier clip, your cute damp little diaper peeking out from underneath. I know you're trying to seem all serious with your arms crossed and your face in a scowl, but it's just too adorable. Reminds me of that time you changed in sophomore year because of a lady changing her daughter's diaper in the bathroom. I'll never forget your scowl when Becky and I read Dr.Seuss books to you for a good hour. Made my heart melt."

After that, Eva began to blush and dropped her pouty demeanor. Karen smiled.

"Come on sweetheart, you might as well do something while I ramble on about my life," Karen said, opening her arms. Eva came over and sat on her lap, latching on to Karen's now exposed breast and beginning to feed. Karen patted the girl's back softly as she began.