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Back to Babyhood - Part 8
A New Life for Bubbles
Four hours after leaving Maria’s Kym pulled her Ford Explorer into the driveway of her home in northern New South Wales.
Glancing in the rear view mirror she observed the sleeping form of her new daughter, Katie, in the toddlers car seat she had brought on her first day in Sydney while her contact, Becky’s flatmate, was preparing the unwitting Rebecca for her surprise journey back to babyhood.
The drive north had been similar to the previous day - quite.
Kym laughed - “Oh - I don’t think so Baby - you don’t think I would go to all this trouble and then let you grow up again so quickly do you?
I’ve been wanting a little girl for a long-time and now I have such a wee cutie!!!
Don’t you think Katie is such a lovely name for a baby girl?
Kym didn’t really expect an answer and lifted her new daughter Katie from the car set and slipped her onto her hip. In the process she slipped her hand under Katie’s bottom and checked her Kooshies.
Even though Katie was wearing the frilly rhumba cover over them Kym could easily tell her nappy was wet and cold indicating her little one had been sitting in her wet nappies for some time. The diuretics had done their job well - she now only had to administer the stool softener the next day with her breakfast, wait for this to kick in and Rebecca’s regression to baby Katie would be almost complete. . ..
“I know a little girl who needs some dry pants before bed - lets get you inside. I just need to pop you down baby so I can finish bringing in your nappies and new clothes from the truck and then we will get you changed and into a dry night nappy for bed”.
. . .. . ..Kym unlocked her home and slipped Rebecca from her hip as she entered the living room.
“Sit here baby and don’t get into anything”
Leaving Rebecca sitting on the carpet Kym went back outside to bring in the nappies Maria had washed and folded, the two packs of Kooshies she had brought that morning. There was also the nappy bag which contained the bottle of formula with the remainder of the regression drug she intended to feed her new daughter in her bed time bottle that night.
Rebecca was far from happy - but at least with Kym gone she would be able to have a quick look around the house and determine any chance of escape. Perhaps if she was allowed out of these nappies she would be able to slip away when in the garden and hide out until she was able to find some more suitable clothing on a neighbours clothes line at night to make her escape.
Checking the house from room to room she found a master bedroom, obviously Kyms. Immediately across the hall she pushed open the next bedroom door to find it set up as a sewing room. Slipping out she tried to run down the hallway only to find her nappy reduced her to waddling like a duck. Pushing open the third bedroom door she gasped. . .
. . .. the room was setup as a nursery, complete with a well stocked changing table with both disposable and cloth nappies and a large cot.
Hoping the room was intended for a young child she toddled over and checked out the nearest pack of disposable nappies. . .
. . ... her hopes of being allowed to out of her nappies were dashed when she read the labelling . . . “Cosies - Overnight Nappies” “Toddler Extra Thick”. Looking across the room she saw her reflection in the mirror and compared it to the image on the pack of nappies - clearly the young girl in the advertising was bigger then she was in her current state. . ..
. . ... with only one option left she decided to make a run for it before time ran out. . . as she turned and started to run for the nursery door she saw a pair of legs in front of her and looked up. . ..
“There you are - I should paddle your tooshie for not listening Katie - but I suppose at least you have found your new room Baby”
“Please I don’t want to a baby - let me go home”
“You are home Katie - now lie still while I get your sopping nappy off and a dry one on for bed.”
“Katie struggled to break free but was easily restrained by Kym.
“Listen Katie - if you don’t want to be your current toddler size I can soon have your further regressed. See the Moses basket you are sitting next to - well any more of your antics and you will find yourself small enough to fit in it and reduced to a baby unable to even crawl for the next two years”.
As Kym’s threat struck home Rebecca realised she had no choice and sat still.
“I’ll be good please - I don’t want to be any smaller”
“That’s better Baby - Ok, lie down on your back so we can get this wet nappy off”
As Rebecca lay down Kym slipped the rhumba diaper cover off and unpinned her wet Kooshies.
Rebecca watched as Kym dropped her soggy Kooshies into a nappy bucket with an ABC block motif in the far corner of the nursery. She heard it splash into the nappy solution before Kym replaced and secured the lid.
Kym returned and ripped open the pack of Cosies Overnight nappies, removed one from the pack, opened it out and slipping it under her bottom.
Rebecca felt an itch on her exposed skin and had no idea why. . .. Kym noticed the redness and identified it as the start of a nappy rash. All part of her plan to remind her new daughter what babyhood was all about. She would leave it for another day to develop and then apply cream to relieve the itching once little Katie had realised she had no choice but to behave - if she didn’t she was in for a bad case of nappy rash to remind her who was boss.
After Kym had pulled the disposable night nappy up between her legs and fastened the tabs she sat her new daughter up and removed her sundress.
“Ok Baby - arms up for Mommy - lets get your nightie on for bed”
With no choice except behave or risk further regression to an infant Rebecca now answered to the name of Katie without objection and raised her arms as her new Mommy slipped a pink cotton baby doll nightie over her head.
Katie looked down and fingered the tapes on her disposable nappy. She noticed the plastic band across the front were the tapes secured was printed with diapered baby bears.
Unlike the Huggies with the cloth like covering her little sister back home wore to bed Katie’s nappy was a cheaper style with a heavy plastic covering that crinkled loudly. The thick fluff pulp lining felt like she was wearing a bath towel and pushed her legs apart - she recognised the nappy as the same type the hospital had used on her younger sister when she had visited her a month or so ago during her tonsillectomy. “Ok Baby - up we go”
Kym lifted her with ease and deposited her in the large white cot she had seen when entering the nursery earlier.
Even with the drop side lowered she could just see over the railing. There was no way she would be able to climb out once the drop side was raised.
Kym raised the dropside of the cot, turned and removed the bottle from the warmer on the dresser and popped it into Katies mouth. She held it there until Katie started to suck. In the process she ended up expelling air into her bottle making it look like she was blowing bubbles. . ..
“Oh you are such a cutie. . . blowing bubbles at Mummy Katie - I think we will call you Baby Bubbles!!! . . .. Now finish your bottle. . .. We have a big day tomorrow and I want you to have a good sleep”
Kym smiled as she admired her new little one in the nursery she had careful decorated. . . she then checked the drop side was securely locked before leaving the nursery for the night.
Alone in the nursery, in a nappy and baby doll nightie sucking a bottle in her new cot Katie contemplated her situation - there was no immediate escape - she would have to play along until an opportunity came her way.
It wasn’t that bad, at least no one else she knew had seen her and as long as it stayed that way she would be fine. If she could just stop herself from constantly dribbling into her nappies she would feel better.
Unknown to Katie she would not fix this problem, the muscle relaxants in her bottle of formula had acted upon her bladder muscles weakening them. They had started to atrophy and would be rendered useless in less than 24 hours. It would take some serious potty training for her to regain dry pants and only when Kym decided she was ready to let her out of daytime nappies
Kym was pleased with her new daughters progress back to baby, tomorrow would be another critical turning point in little Katie’s new life - and Baby Bubbles described her perfectly!!
Katie woke the next morning to find the sun streaming into her room, as she cleared the sleep from her eyes and the bars of her cot prison came into focus the events of the previous day came flooding back.
She felt cold and clammy, reaching down she realised why - her disposable was soaked. As she moved in her cot the baby monitor alerted Kym to the fact that her little one was now awake. Katie had little time to consider her situation before the nursery door opened and Kym entered.
“Well its about time someone woke up! I thought my baby girl was going to sleep all morning! “
Kym lowered the drop side of the cot and moved to check Katies nappy - as she did so Katie realised she was about to have her pants checked and tried to hide her soaked condition by pulled her nightie down over her disposable nappy. Its was a futile attempt as Kym easily brushed her hand away and pulled the cotton nightie up her little ones chest to reveal what she expected - a soaked disposable. It had leaked at the back - Kates nightie had wicked up most of the moisture but her cot sheets were also damp.
“Who’s a little pee pants this morning mmmm”
Not really expecting a response Kym lifted Katie out of the cot and carried her to the lounge where she was deposited in a wooden play pen. Before Katie had a chance to say anything Kym took Katies left hand and placed a warm bottle of formula in it and guided it to her mouth. As the teat entered her lips and the warm formula started to flow Katie had no choice but to start swallowing the formula.
Unknown to 18 yr old Rebecca, now dressed like and around the same physical size as a three year old, the bottle she had been fed at Maria’s that morning contained the same mixture of diuretics and muscle relaxants she had been given to drink at the gym the previous day, the only difference being this time they were mixed into the baby formula.
Kym pulled up and opened the rear door releasing the safety harness from Rebecca.
“Ok Katie, were home sweetie - lets get you inside - I think we need to get you to bed for a good sleep baby.”
Rebecca opened her eyes and realised this was her final chance to get away. . ..
“Please - let me go - I don’t want to be here, I want to go back to Sydney”
Kym watched as her little one had no choice but to drink her morning bottle.
The air escaping into the bottle as it emptied had the same effect s the previous night creating milky air bubbles.
“Oh you are so cute when you do that Katie - you really are my wee baby Bubbles aren’t you!!”
“Mummy will be right back - lets see if you need to go potty before we get dressed for the morning”
Kym was please - I her soggy disposable with a bottle and babyish nightie Katie looked no differentto any other 3 year old.
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