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19)     The Picnic   ‘But I don’t want to go out dressed like this’, I complained as I stood there in the pink dress with the bow once again placed on my head. ‘You’re only going to Jenny’s house’, Lana replied, ‘no one will see you’. ‘But I look like a girl’, I argued, ‘why can’t I wear my shorts’. ‘I haven’t had chance to wash them just yet after your accident yesterday.’, replied Lana, ‘besides, the dress will make it easier for Jenny to check your diaper’. I wanted to kick and scream but I knew that it would only result in my pacifier being placed into my mouth. I reluctantly followed Lana and Sophie outside before quickly jumping into the car. Lana gave me my teddy bear to hold onto. I wanted to throw it back at her but managed to remain calm and held the teddy bear tightly in my arms for comfort. By the time we reached Jenny’s house, I was already feeling miserable. However, I knew that spending time with Jenny would make me feel better. As the front door opened, all of my troubles seemed to fade away as Jenny stood there glistening in the sunlight. She seemed a little surprised when she saw me. ‘Wow, Tommy’, she exclaimed, ‘you’re looking very pretty today’. ‘Thanks’, I mumbled. ‘I thought it would be easier for his diaper changes’, said Lana. I didn’t think I could deal with anymore embarrassment, especially with the bright pink bow on top of my head. The two women finished chatting before Lana drove off to preschool with Sophie. I instantly gave Jenny a hug. ‘Aw, what’s this for?’ Jenny smiled. ‘I’ve just missed you’, I replied. Jenny wrapped her arms around me and embraced the hug tightly. When she let go, so did I. ‘What are we doing today?’ I asked. ‘Well, we actually have a bit of a surprise for you’, Jenny said. ‘We?’ I thought, ‘who else was she talking about?’ My heart sank when I saw Laura walk into the room. ‘Hey cutie’, she giggled. ‘What are you doing here?’ I asked whilst trying not to sound too frustrated that my time with Jenny was once again being compromised. ‘We thought that since you were such a good boy yesterday, we would take you out for a picnic today at the park’, she smiled. My anxiety levels started to creep up. ‘A picnic?’ I exclaimed, ‘you want me to go outside dressed like this?’ ‘I have to be honest’, said Jenny, ‘I didn’t think that you would still be wearing the dress’. ‘It wasn’t my idea to wear it’, I told her. ‘It doesn’t mean that we can’t still have a nice day out’, replied Laura. Jenny looked slightly concerned. ‘I don’t think that we can take him out dressed like that’, she said, ‘it’s not fair to do that to him’. I smiled knowing that Jenny always looked out for me. ‘Come on Jen’, said Laura, ‘I’ve already made all the sandwiches and packed everything ready to go’. ‘We could always eat it here’, Jenny suggested. ‘It’s not much of a picnic if you eat it at home’, Laura argued, ‘it’s a beautiful sunny day outside. The perfect weather for a picnic. We’ll be back before you know it’. My face dropped as I saw Jenny starting to come around to the idea. I stood closely next to her. ‘Please don’t make me go’, I begged. ‘I don’t want to upset either of you’, Jenny said and put her hand in her hands, ‘I don’t know what to do’. I felt bad for her. One of the things that I loved about Jenny was the fact that she wanted to please everyone. I took a deep breath and knew that I was going to regret my next sentence. ‘I don’t mind going out for a picnic’, I said. Jenny lifted her head up, ‘really?’ ‘I think we’ll have a great time’, I lied although I knew that Laura would loving every second of it. ‘Okay, are you sure?’ Jenny asked. ‘He said he wants to go’, Laura interrupted before I could answer, ‘I’ll just sort the last few bits out and then we’ll head off’. I sighed and prepared myself for another nightmare of a day. - ‘Not much further to go’, Jenny smiled. I didn’t reply and was constantly looking around to see if anyone had noticed the ‘big baby girl’. ‘It’s going to be great’, said Laura as she carried the picnic basket in her hand. I held onto Jenny’s hand the entire time which helped with my anxiety. However, Laura had insisted that I hold onto my teddy bear with the other hand to keep him safe. I hated the fact that Jenny couldn’t see how much Laura was teasing me. We eventually arrived at the park. I looked over towards the play area and smiled as I reminisced about the first time that I had met Jenny. If it wasn’t for the fact that I was dressed like a girl, I would have been in heaven as I strolled through the park holding onto Jenny’s hand. The park was pretty busy but I kept my eyes either on Jenny or on the floor. Thankfully, we found a quiet spot and got ourselves comfortable. Jenny laid out the picnic blanket whilst Laura put the food out. As I sat down, Laura made sure to place my teddy bear next to me. When it was time to eat, I felt a little bit nervous. I usually wore a bib whilst I ate but neither of the girls had mentioned it and so I decided to stay quiet. I noticed that Laura had purposely cut my sandwich into tiny pieces. I picked up two pieces and went to eat them. ‘Hang on’, Laura said and took a piece out of my hand, ‘one piece of sandwich at a time please, we wouldn’t want you to choke’. ‘I won’t choke’, I replied sarcastically, ‘there isn’t enough sandwich there to choke a mouse’. Laura didn’t look impressed. ‘Are we going to have problems today, young lady?’, she asked sternly. I suddenly feared what Laura was capable of and shook my head. ‘Sorry’, I apologised whilst ignoring the fact that she had called me ‘young lady’. As I ate a tiny piece of sandwich, I was forced to show Laura that I had swallowed it before I was allowed another piece. It was going to be another long day. - A little while later, Laura seemed to get bored with watching my every move and I was able to enjoy the picnic in peace. There was actually a good selection of food and Jenny had even cooked some little chicken bites which were delicious. However, just as I was starting to relax, my bladder decided that it was time to pee. I looked at both of the girls to make sure that they were distracted before starting to wet myself. As my diaper grew warm, I attempted to act as natural as possible. Not long after, Jenny gave me a bottle of juice. ‘I made you some tropical juice’, she smiled, ‘it’s really tasty’. ‘Thanks’, I smiled back. For a second, our eyes seem to lock before Laura took the bottle from my hand. ‘Come here darling’, she said, ‘I’ll feed you’. ‘I can feed myself’, I complained. ‘Stop being silly’, Laura giggled, ‘I wouldn’t want you to spill it down your pretty dress’. There was no point arguing and I got myself as comfortable as I could get in Laura’s lap. She adjusted the bow on my head before sticking the bottle of juice into my mouth. As I sucked on my bottle, I had to admit that the tropical juice was actually really nice. It made a change from the usual orange or apple juice that Lana always gave me. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew across us and I felt my dress blow upwards. Jenny quickly leaned over and went to pull my dress down to respect my modesty. However, I saw the expression on her face change. ‘Ooh dear’, she said. ‘What’s up?’ Laura asked. ‘I think baby needs a diaper change’, Jenny replied as she noticed my wet diaper. ‘Well, once she’s finished her bottle, we’ll get her into a nice clean diaper ready for the journey back home’, Laura grinned. It was starting to annoy me that Laura kept referring to me as ‘her and ’she’. It was even more frustrating that Jenny didn’t seem to mention it. As I continued drinking my juice, I felt an uncomfortable sensation in my stomach. It felt like there was a lot of pressure building up. I tried to ignore it. As I finished the last drop of juice, Laura immediately took the bottle out of my mouth and put me straight over her shoulder. My eyes widened in shock as I knew exactly what she was doing. ‘No’, I said as I tried to wriggle free. ‘Hold still’, Laura cooed, ‘time for baby to make burpies’. As she started to rub my back, my only hope was for Jenny to stop this. Unfortunately, she was busy getting the changing supplies together. To make matters worse, the way that Laura was holding me made my dress ride all the way up, exposing my wet diaper to the whole park. Much to Laura’s delight, I let out a loud burp. The pressure in my stomach seemed to disappear after that and I actually felt a little bit better after burping. ‘Good girl’, she cooed, ‘now let’s get that diaper changed’. ‘I’m not sure where the restrooms are’, said Jenny. ‘That’s ok we can just do it here’, Laura replied. I started to panic. The thought of having my diaper changed out in the open was too humiliating. ‘Please don’t change me here’, I begged. ‘There must be some restrooms around here somewhere’, Jenny stated. However, Laura had other ideas. ‘Don’t be silly’, she said before looking at me, ‘I’m sure you don’t want to have to walk through a big crowd of people dressed like that. It’s easier to change you here’. As much as I disliked Laura, I had to admit that she made a good point. The less time that I had to spend out in the open dressed like this, the better. I reluctantly agreed and laid down on the picnic blanket. To my dismay, Laura knelt down in front of me and decided to take charge. She raised up my dress and started undoing my diaper whilst Jenny got out the changing supplies. ‘Aw bless, you really needed to go, didn’t you’, cooed Laura as she opened up my wet diaper, ‘baby has made lots of wee wees’. I did my best to ignore her but she was making it very difficult. I felt the cool breeze on my smooth crotch and started feeling very vulnerable. I was completely exposed in the middle of a public park. I just hoped that nobody could see me. As she started cleaning me, she couldn’t help but comment on my hairless crotch. ‘It’s so much easier to clean you up without all of that yucky hair getting in the way’, she grinned. I clenched my fists and did everything in my power not to retaliate. ‘Upsy baby’, she giggled as she grabbed my ankles and lifted my legs into the air, ‘let’s wipe that little tushy’. I wriggled in discomfort as she rubbed the baby wipe over my bottom. ‘Hold still darling’, she cooed, ‘I need to make sure I get all that nasty wee wee off of you’. ‘Stop talking to me like that’, I complained, ‘I’m not a baby and I’m not a girl’. ‘Aw don’t be upset’, Laura said, ‘I know you don’t like being changed out in the open’. ‘It’s alright, Tommy’, smiled Jenny, ‘almost done’. Laura took the pacifier that was clipped to my dress and put it into my mouth. ‘There we go’, she cooed, ‘a nice quiet baby’. I knew better than to spit it out and started sulking to myself. ‘Diaper’, Laura said and held out her hand. Jenny handed her a clean diaper and she quickly placed it underneath me. ‘Baby powder’, Laura said. Jenny handed her the bottle of powder and I watched as Laura poured it over me until my hairless crotch was completely covered. My humiliation was finally over as Laura taped on my clean diaper before pulling down my dress. I went to take my pacifier out but my hand was patted away. ‘I think we’ll keep that in for now’, Laura said quietly so not to alert Jenny, ‘you make sure to be a good little girl and keep that pacifier in your mouth until we get home’. Jenny was too busy packing away the changing supplies to come to my rescue. I glared at Laura and wanted this day to end. After another twenty minutes or so, it was finally time to go home. I stood up and waited patiently whilst the girls tidied up and packed away the picnic. To my disappointment, I saw Jenny was holding onto the bags which meant that I would have to hold onto Laura’s hand during the walk home. As Laura came over, she instructed me to hold onto my teddy bear with one hand whilst she held onto my other hand. Jenny noticed that I still had a pacifier in my mouth.   ‘You don’t need to have that in’, she smiled. I didn’t answer and looked at Laura. ‘It’s ok, I think she wants to keep it in’, Laura said. ‘Do you?’ Jenny asked whilst looking slightly perplexed. Reluctantly, I nodded my head and sucked loudly on the pacifier. I squeezed Laura’s hand a little tighter as I prepared myself for what was to come. We started to walk back through the park which seemed to be even busier than before. Now that I had a pacifier in my mouth, I was starting to gain a lot more attention from people as they started noticing the big baby girl walking past them. A few people started whispering and I noticed a couple of teenagers pointing at me whilst in fits of laughter. I wanted to cry with embarrassment but managed to stop myself and retain the little dignity that I had left. The walk home seemed to take twice as long as before but I managed to keep the pacifier in my mouth the entire time much to Laura’s delight. - A little while later, there was a knock at the door and Jenny opened it to greet Lana. I was so happy to see her. As much as I loved spending time with Jenny, I wanted to get as far away from Laura as possible. The three women started chatting about the picnic and complimented how well behaved I had been. Although it was a compliment, it felt very belittling. Just before we left, I gave Jenny a big hug. She kissed me on top of my head and hugged me back. I wished it could have lasted forever. As we let go, Laura stepped forward. ‘Where’s my hug?’ she smiled. The last thing I wanted was to go anywhere near her but I reluctantly gave her the most convincing hug that I could. With that, we left and drove home. When we got back to the house, I was sat in front of the TV with Sophie for another torturous hour of watching Dora the Explorer. I hated every minute of it. To add to my discomfort, at the end of each episode, Sophie would pick up the remote and put on the next one. Finally, Lana called us into the kitchen for dinner. I didn’t even complain anymore and jumped straight into the highchair. Lana buckled me in and tied a bib around my neck. As she did, I noticed that the buckles had made my dress ride up, leaving my diaper on full display once again. She made sure that Sophie had her food and juice before attending to me. I was given a bottle of juice and a bowl of something that looked like mush. ‘What’s that?’ I asked ‘It’s mashed prunes and broccoli’, she replied. ‘I’m not eating that’, I insisted as I looked over at Sophie who was eating chicken nuggets with a few vegetables on the side, ‘why can’t I have chicken nuggets?’ ‘I heard that you had a few snacks at the picnic earlier’, said Lana, ‘I thought I’d give you something a bit healthier for your dinner’. I groaned and scooped up a small spoonful. As I put it into my mouth, my body instantly rejected it and I spat it straight out. ‘What a messy baby’, Lana giggled as the mush ran down my chin and onto my bib. I’m sure I must have looked very babyish. ‘Does Auntie Lana need to feed the baby?’ she cooed and picked up the spoon. I sobbed as I knew that I was going to have to eat the whole bowl before I would be allowed out of the highchair. ‘It’s alright sweetheart’, Lana said calmly, ‘it’s nice and healthy for you’. With that, she scooped up a full spoonful and put it straight into my mouth. It took all of my will power not to spit it out. There wasn’t much to chew on and so I swallowed it as quickly as I could. Before I had chance to recover, Lana put another spoonful straight into my mouth. I tried to tell myself that I was eating something tasty but it didn’t work. The unpleasant taste of mashed prunes and broccoli was impossible to ignore. It felt like torture as I ate mouthful after mouthful until I eventually finished the bowl. ‘Well done sweetheart’, Lana smiled, ‘I’m really proud of you’. It sounded pathetic but that actually made me feel a bit better and I was almost proud of the fact that I had eaten the entire bowl. Lana left me to drink my juice which I gladly accepted to get the taste out of my mouth. As I started drinking it, the disgusting taste in my mouth started to disappear and I smiled with relief. ‘You look so adorable’, giggled Lana. Before I knew what was happening, Lana took out her phone and snapped a quick photo. ‘What are you doing?’ I exclaimed, ‘delete that’. ‘Don’t worry, I will’, she replied, ‘but you’ve got to see how cute you look’. As Lana showed me the picture, I didn’t even recognise the person sitting in the highchair. With mashed prunes and broccoli smeared around my mouth and bib, the pink bow in my hair, the love heart dress and the diaper poking out from underneath the highchair tray, I literally looked like a two-year-old baby girl. It didn’t help that I had a smile on my face in the picture which made it look as if I was happily enjoying my bottle of juice. As pathetic as I felt, I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself. I actually made quite a cute baby girl.   ‘Okay, I’ll delete it’, Lana said. ‘It’s alright’, I replied, ‘you can keep it. It’s kind of cute. Just don’t post it on the internet’. Lana smiled, ‘I promise I won’t’. With that, she left me to finish my juice in peace. I chilled out in the living room for a little while afterwards before Lana announced that it was time for my bath. I looked at the clock that read 7:15pm. That was fifteen minutes earlier from yesterday. I wondered just how early my bedtimes were going to get. - After I’d had my bath, I was freshly diapered and laid across Lana’s lap ready for my night time bottle. It hadn’t gone unnoticed that Lana was starting to give me a bottle before bed, something that she hadn’t done before. She stuck the nipple into my mouth and I began sucking on it. Immediately, a foul taste entered my mouth once again. ‘Drink up’, Lana cooed, ‘baby Tommy loves his formula, doesn’t he?’ I had a feeling that she knew that I hated it. With the nipple placed firmly in my mouth, I began my agonising deed of finishing the bottle of formula. Whilst I was drinking, Lana looked at me. ‘You’ll be staying here tomorrow’, she said, ‘Sophie doesn’t go to preschool as I don’t work on a Friday’. That was like music to my ears. I wouldn’t have to go through another day of torture with Laura. I was sad that I wouldn’t see Jenny but I knew that it was going to be a better day. After that, I quite happily finished my formula and got myself tucked into my crib. I was sort of getting used to the taste of formula although I would have much preferred juice or milk. Suddenly, my stomach grumbled loudly. I didn’t feel hungry and it felt a little uncomfortable. Lana could see the expression on my face. ‘Don’t worry sweetie’, she smiled, ‘that’ll be the prunes doing their job’. ‘What do you mean?’ I asked. ‘Prunes help you poop’, she giggled. As she put my pacifier in, locked up the side of the crib and wound up the mobile, I started to panic. I had eaten a lot of prunes at dinner time and figured that I would be messing my diaper pretty soon. ‘Night night sweetheart’, Lana whispered as she kissed me on my forehead. She turned out the light and closed the door. My stomach continued to grumble loudly. I tossed and turned as I tried to get comfortable. Suddenly, I let out a loud fart. I winced in discomfort as I immediately began filling my diaper. The warm gooey mess started to spread around my bottom. It felt like I was messing a lot more than I had been before. By the time I was finished, my diaper felt very full and I desperately wanted a diaper change. The smell quickly started to fill the room. I whimpered behind my pacifier as I knew that Lana wouldn’t be back until the morning and that I would have to go the whole night in a messy diaper. As the lullabies continued to play, I closed my eyes and sucked hard on my pacifier. It had been another long day and despite being put to bed early, I managed to fall asleep in my very messy diaper.

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