Baby Talk

Well the biggest, Kimberly -Clark/Depends has the budget to spend on advertising and extreme mass production. Plus even in the medical field, the people don't know there are better products for sale, or they don't know how to find the better products. North shore Adam had a local care facility log diaper changes with the product they were using, then had them try MegaMax for a week and log the number of changes with it. It went from 10 changes to 3 a day. Easily the labor and laundry savings would make up for the cost difference.   Most people just see the ads on TV and assume that those are what's best.

Chapter 9 – A Day at Samantha’s House The weeks started to fly by as I regressed further and further into babyhood. I found myself crying a lot more at the slightest things such as my bottle being empty or when my nappy needed changing. Most of my meals were blended and I much preferred softer food. However, with each new challenge, my mother and Christina would never be too far away to support me. I was living my happiest life. Not only that but today I was super excited. Samantha’s mother had invited us over to her house so I could spend the day with Samantha. I had a big smile on my face that didn’t seem to disappear. As we pulled up to Samantha’s house, I giggled with excitement. My mother helped me out of the car and picked up my changing bag. ‘I wish Christina could have come with us’, I said. ‘I know sweetie but she has a few jobs to catch up on, smiled my mother, ‘don’t worry, you’ll have a great time today’. I held onto my mother’s hand as we walked towards the house. The Bluey t-shirt and matching shorts that I was wearing were doing nothing to hide the fact that I was nothing more than an overgrown infant. My mother knocked on the door and we waited patiently for someone to answer. When the door opened, Samantha’s mother stood there with a big grin on her face. ‘Hello you two’, she beamed, ‘I’m so happy that you could come’. She seemed like a completely different person to the angry mother than she had once been. ‘Thank you for inviting us’, my mother said, ‘Jake hasn’t stopped talking about how excited he is’. ‘Samantha has been exactly the same’, Samantha’s mother replied. We went inside and took off our shoes. ‘I’ll stick the kettle on’, said Samantha’s mother before turning to me, ‘Samantha is just in the living room if you want to go and see her’. As I walked in, I looked around the living room. There were a few teddy bears and other stuffed toys scattered around the carpet. I noticed a large playpen in the corner than had some babyish books inside of it. On the carpet was Samantha. She was wearing a bright pink dress and her hair was in pigtails. She was watching some cartoons on the TV and didn’t seem to notice me. ‘Hi’, I said as I cleared my throat. As she turned around, her face lit up. ‘Jake, you’re here!’ she exclaimed and ran over to hug me. ‘Samantha, what is all this?’ I asked. ‘I told you that my mother had started buying me some baby stuff’, Samantha grinned. ‘Yeah but…this is a lot’, I said surprised. ‘I know’, she giggled, ‘isn’t it great. I’m only working three days a week now as well’. ‘Really?’ I asked. ‘Yeah’, she replied, ‘I’m hoping I can quit my job altogether like you did’. She took my hand and started showing me her teddy bear collection. ‘This is one of my favourites’ she said holding up a pink bear, ‘her name is Daisy’. ‘Hello Daisy’, I giggled. I picked up another bear and we started playing together. Just then, our mothers walked in. They both smiled at their two children sat on the carpet playing with their teddy bears. My mother put two cups of coffee onto the table whilst Samantha’s mother came over and gave us both a bottle of juice each. ‘Fankyou’, I said sounding just like a toddler. ‘Aw you’re welcome pumpkin’, Samantha’s mother smiled. The grown-ups sat down and had a chat whilst Samantha and I watched cartoons and drank our juice. I felt so happy as I looked over at Samantha. She looked so adorable drinking from her bottle whilst holding a teddy bear with her other hand. I swear that she became more beautiful every time I saw her. As she drank the last drops of juice from her bottle, Samantha let out a loud burp. ‘Pardon you’, said her mother who was watching us both. Samantha didn’t seem bothered and was more interested in the cartoon on the TV. Just as I finished my bottle, I instantly felt my nappy becoming warm as I started wetting myself. I started feeling upset. ‘Mummy’, I cried out. ‘Are you alright?’ my mother replied. ‘Me done wee wee’, I babbled. Samantha seemed a little confused at my babyish talk before grinning. ‘Me done wee wee too’, she giggled. Samantha’s mother walked over to the corner of the room and pulled out a changing mat. I was intrigued by it as Christina didn’t have one back at home. She placed it in the middle of the room. ‘Who wants to go first?’ she asked us. I was happy for Samantha to go first and went over to sit with my mother. Samantha laid down on the changing mat whilst her mother got out some changing supplies from a nearby cupboard. I couldn’t help but watch as Samantha’s mother lifted up her daughter’s dress to reveal a very wet nappy. She ripped off the tapes and opened up Samantha’s nappy. I continued watching curiously as Samantha’s mother pulled out some baby wipes and began cleaning her daughter. I noticed that Samantha didn’t have any pubic hair and wondered if she had been kept that way on purpose. I didn’t have much hair down below but could only imagine how much more babyish I would look without it. Samantha noticed that I was looking at her and immediately started looking a little awkward. I quickly focused my eyes on the TV to respect her privacy. It wasn’t long before the smell of baby powder filled the room as Samantha was taped into a clean nappy. ‘You’re becoming an expert at that’, my mother chuckled. ‘Trust me, I get plenty of practise’, Samantha’s mother replied laughing, ‘I’m happy to change Jake as well’. ‘Are you sure?’ my mother asked, ‘that’s very kind, I have some supplies here’. ‘That’s alright’, Samantha’s mother replied, ‘I have more than enough’. Samantha moved over towards my mother as I was laid down on the changing mat. My shorts were immediately taken off. ‘Let’s see then’, Samantha’s mother smiled as she opened up my nappy, ‘I’ve never changed a baby boy before’. ‘Just make sure to have his little winky pointing down when you put on his new nappy’, my mother advised. I started to blush at having my penis being referred to as ‘little’. I looked down at my penis as it hovered over my wet nappy and wondered if maybe it was slightly below average size. As she started cleaning me with baby wipes, I noticed Samantha and my mother looking at me. Unlike myself, Samantha didn’t seem bothered about my privacy and was intrigued to see me have my nappy changed. Samantha’s mother held onto my penis and carefully wiped around it before letting it go. I started to panic that I was going to get an embarrassing erection. However, nothing seemed to be happening down below. The more that I thought about it, I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had an erection. It was as if my body had accepted that nappy changes were part of my everyday life and were nothing to get excited about. I watched Samantha’s mother as she sprinkled a generous amount of baby powder over my privates and made sure to rub it all into my skin. I lifted my bottom as she slid a fresh nappy underneath me. As she taped it on, I noticed that it was a lot tighter than I was used to. It felt secure and definitely wasn’t going to fall off. After my shorts were put back on, I heard my mother’s voice. ‘What do you say, Jake?’ my mother said. ‘Thank you’, I said sheepishly. ‘What for?’ she added. ‘Thank you for changing my nappy’, I said blushing. ‘Aw, that’s ok sweetie’, Samantha’s mother smiled, ‘you’re all nice and dry now’. She then turned to her daughter. ‘Samantha, would you like to show Jake your room?’ her mother asked. ‘Sure thing’, Samantha smiled before holding onto my hand and taking me upstairs. As we walked in, the first thing that I saw was a pink crib. It looked smaller than the one that Christina had but was still big enough to fit a twenty-one-year-old inside. ‘Do you like it?’ asked Samantha who had noticed me staring at it, ‘I got it a few days ago’. ‘It looks great’, I replied. I peeked inside and saw a large Winnie the Pooh blanket with a few stuffed toys on top of it. It looked very inviting, even though it was pink. ‘I haven’t got a mobile yet’, Samantha said, ‘but we’ve ordered one so it should be coming soon’. ‘Ooh yes, I find it hard to sleep without it’, I smiled. ‘When I slept in the crib at Christina’s house, it was honestly one of the best nights sleep I’ve ever had’, she grinned. I giggled in response. Even if I didn’t feel tired, I would always be able to fall asleep in my crib. ‘I don’t have a highchair either at the moment but my Mummy is saving up to get me one at Christmas’, she smiled. I couldn’t help but smile. Most people our age would be wanting a new phone or some money for Christmas yet Samantha seemed excited at the possibility of getting a highchair instead. It was very cute. Samantha started showing me some of the other things that she had. ‘Do you like jigsaw puzzles?’ she asked. ‘Yeah sure’, I replied. ‘We brought a few from a charity shop the other day’, she grinned. As she showed me the jigsaw puzzles, they were all clearly aimed at younger children but Samantha seemed so excited to own them. She looked unbelievably adorable and I felt so lucky to have her as my girlfriend. ‘Is everything alright?’ Samantha asked as she noticed me staring at her. ‘Sorry’, I replied nervously, ‘it’s just…I really love you’. Samantha gave me the biggest smile that I had ever seen. ‘Aw, I love you too’, she giggled excitedly before running over and wrapping her arms around me. She kissed me on the lips. I returned the gesture and kissed her back. As we gazed into each other’s eyes, our lips locked and we began kissing passionately. I pulled her closer and placed my hand on her bottom. It was a strange sensation, but squeezing the thick nappy that was taped to her bottom made me feel excited. For the first time in a long while, I felt myself spurting a small erection. Before anything else could happen, Samantha quickly pulled away as she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. As the bedroom door opened, Samantha’s mother came in. ‘Having fun?’ she asked. ‘Lots of fun’, Samantha giggled. ‘Well, you can have some more fun a bit later’, her mother said, ‘it’s almost nap time’. ‘Already?’ Samantha groaned. ‘You know the rules sweetie’, her mother replied before turning to me, ‘your Mummy is waiting for you downstairs’. Samantha came over and gave me a quick hug. ‘Have a nice nap’, she whispered. ‘You too’, I whispered back. As I walked out of the room, I turned around to see Samantha’s mother lowering the side of the crib and helping her daughter to get inside. As she did, Samantha’s nappy poked out from underneath her dress. I quickly headed downstairs before I started getting excited again. When I walked into the living room, my mother was sat on the sofa with a bottle of milk in her hand. ‘Over here pumpkin’, she smiled and patted her lap. I went over and laid down in her lap. The baby bottle was immediately put into my mouth and I started sucking. As I did, I recognised the taste and knew that it was breastmilk. Even though my mother had heated it up, it still tasted just as sweet as before. ‘This is the last one’, my mother said, ‘I’ll have to ask Jessica if she can kindly pump you a few more bottles’. All I could do was smile in response and continue drinking the breastmilk. She gently started to stroke my forehead and hum a lullaby. To my surprise, the combination of drinking warm milk, having my head stroked and listening to my mother’s humming made me feel very sleepy. As a matter of fact, I don’t even remember finishing my bottle as I fell asleep in my mother’s arms. - When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Samantha playing with some teddy bears inside the playpen. I adjusted my eyes and sat up. ‘Hello sleepyhead’, my mother giggled. I tried to respond but realised that I had a dummy in my mouth. I felt her put her hand up my shorts as she started feeling the inside of my nappy. She confirmed to the everyone that I was dry. ‘Why don’t you go and join Samantha in the playpen’, my mother suggested. She stood me up before helping me climb into the playpen. ‘Play nicely’, my mother cooed before going back over to the sofa. ‘Samantha loves being in her playpen’, I heard her mother say. ‘Ooh yes, Jake used to enjoy it as well’, replied my mother, ‘I’d forgotten about the playpen to be honest, I’ll have to ask Christina to get it back out for him’. I rolled my eyes. Out of all the baby items I used, the playpen was probably my least favourite. I hated being restricted when it came to playing. This time it was a little different as I had Samantha with me. She handed me a teddy bear and we started playing with them. I didn’t even bother to take my dummy out as I was soon distracted by our game. We made the teddy bears walk, jump, fly and even pretended to make them kiss each other. It was so much fun. Despite it being a babyish activity, I couldn’t remember the last time that I had used my imagination so much. The rest of the afternoon seemed to fly by and before I knew it, Samantha’s mother announced that it was time for dinner. We walked into the dining area where Samantha and I sat down. Despite not sitting in a highchair, I still had a bib tied around my neck and a bottle of juice placed on the table. Samantha’s mother brought over three plates of spaghetti bolognaise and placed them on the table. I was confused when my place was left empty. Samantha’s mother saw my confusion and smiled. ‘A little birdy told me that you enjoy baby food’, she giggled, ‘so I went out and bought this for you especially’. She showed me an empty jar of spaghetti bolognaise for babies before presenting me with a bowl of familiar orange gloop. ‘That’s so kind of you’, my mother smiled before turning to me, ‘what do you say?’ ‘Fankyou’, I said in my best babyish voice. ‘Aw you’re welcome’, Samantha’s mother cooed. I actually wouldn’t have minded eating normal spaghetti but accepted the fact that I didn’t have a say in the matter anymore. I felt a little embarrassed when I was given a spoon to eat with whilst everybody else had a knife and fork. I fed myself which felt a little strange but it was much easier without having mittens on my hands. I ate a spoonful of the orange gloop and didn’t mind it too much. I was starting to get used to the bland taste of baby food. ‘Samantha, try not to slurp your spaghetti’, her mother said. As I looked over, Samantha had sauce all around her mouth and even some had dribbled onto her bib. She looked very cute. I took a sip of juice before going back to eating my dinner. ‘Have you tried Samantha on baby food yet?’ I heard my mother ask. ‘We tried a jar but she wasn’t over keen on it’, her mother replied. ‘The trick is to keep going with it’, my mother said, ‘it’s something different so of course she’s not going to like it, but keep going with it and eventually she’ll adapt’. ‘Do you think that would work?’ Samantha’s mother asked. ‘It worked for Jake’, my mother smiled and pointed to me as I continuing shoving spoonful after spoonful of baby food into my mouth. ‘I guess we can give it another go’, Samantha’s mother replied. Samantha looked slightly worried. I smiled as she had spilled more food down herself than I had. - After dinner, my mother offered to tidy up whilst Samantha’s mother took us into the living room. She told us to sit on the carpet before placing a dummy in each of our mouths. She then went over to pick a book up from off the floor and then sat down on the sofa in front of us both. I instantly had flashbacks to being back at school and sitting down on the carpet whilst looking up at the teacher. Samantha’s mother held up the book that looked like it was designed for toddlers. ‘This story is called, ‘Teddy Bear Loses His Ball’’, she smiled. Samantha and I sat there sucking on our dummies and waited patiently for her mother to begin the story. ‘Once upon a time, there was a little teddy bear who loved to play with his ball’, she said before holding the book up to show us a picture of a teddy bear holding a ball. As she continued reading, I felt Samantha rest her head on my shoulder. I gently put my arm around her. I noticed her mother smiling but she didn’t mention it and carried on reading. ‘One day, teddy bear went outside to play…but he couldn’t find his ball anywhere’, she read. Samantha lifted her head and took her dummy out looking worried. ‘Where’s his ball?’ she said nervously.  ‘Let’s find out’, her mother smiled, ‘pop your dummy back in sweetheart’. Samantha put her dummy back in and held onto my hand. ‘It wasn’t in the garden…it wasn’t in the house…where could it have gone?’ Samantha’s mother read with a panicked voice. I felt Samantha squeezing my hand anxiously. I had to admit, I was starting to wonder where the ball could have gone. ‘All of a sudden, teddy bear saw his pet dog, Fluffy, with something in his mouth…what could it be?’ Samantha’s mother continued reading, ‘it was teddy bear’s ball! ‘That ball doesn’t belong to you’, said teddy bear, ‘but we can play with it together’. For the rest of the day, teddy bear and Fluffy played together. Teddy bear would make sure to always look after his ball from now on. The End’. ‘Yay’, I cheered. ‘Naughty Fluffy’, Samantha giggled. ‘He was a bit naughty running off with the ball, wasn’t he?’ chuckled Samantha’s mother. ‘Another one!’ Samantha exclaimed. ‘Not right now’, said my mother walking in, ‘it’ll be bath time soon so I’d better get Jake back home’. Samantha and I both groaned but knew better than to argue with the grown-ups. - After my mother had put my shoes on, we said our goodbyes. ‘Thank you so much for having us’, my mother said. ‘Anytime’, Samantha’s mother replied. Samantha gave me a hug and we kissed each other despite still having our dummies in. My mother took my hand and led me back to the car. As I sat down in the car, my nappy made a loud squelch. I figured that I must have wet myself at some point during the story. I wondered if Samantha had wet her nappy as well. As we started driving home, I smiled after having one of the best days of my life. ‘Did you have a nice time?’ my mother asked. I nodded enthusiastically. ‘We’ll try and plan another day out sometime’, she smiled. I couldn’t wait. Everyday of my life now felt like a dream come true and I couldn’t wait to find out what would happen next.

Maddison felt sorry for the girl; she didn't want to hit her and kick her with the glove, but she knew it was for Alice's own good and hoped it had worked. So she tried to pick Alice up with difficulty, went downstairs to let her go apologize to Ana, and also wanted to make a deal. She went downstairs with Alice and said, "Go on, little sister, apologize to Mommy and say you regret how you acted." Maddison saw Alice crawl to Ana and went over to Camilla and said, "I need to go to the potty, Mommy." Before the two went downstairs, Ana heard what Camilla said and said, "I'm glad you're enjoying having a pre-teen, but regarding the toilet, I don't see Maddison becoming 100% dependent on diapers. I think potties will exist and be useful." Ana saw them going downstairs and her little snowflake crawling into her lap. Ana took out her pacifier and said, "Do you want to say something?"

If there was any lingering thoughts that Alice could be the big sister in this relationship after that spanking killed that as the girl immediately started to rub her bottom, "I-I feel like a babwe sob." I was about as she was then readjusted and she felt the warm hug of Madison the girl meet we hugged her big sister and sobbed in her shoulder, "Y-sniff-Yes big sissy I-I will  sob apologize to miss Stephanie and Mommy."  Madison then ask the important question if Alice was a big girl or a baby girl and Alice immediately sobbed out that she was a baby girl who needed diapers and needed Mommy and big sissy." Satisfied Madison put Alice's pacifier back in her mouth before going over to the toy chest and looked for some toys, she then saw a baby rattle and picked it up when an idea came to her head, walking over to the other side of the room Madison shook the rattle and wanted Alice to come over Alice tried to get up but when she felt the spikes in her booties she quickly got sat back down, so with a sniffle and a sob and encouraging smiled from Madison, Alice crawled over to her big sister cementing the fact that now she was a baby sister. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Camilla put a loving hand on Ana's shoulder, "no again from what you told me Alice was already a baby when she was an adult the only difference is that she used to wear big girl clothing and didn't need diapers." Ana giggled and admitted that Alice definitely needed diapers even before becoming a full-time baby regaling Camilla the time that Alice wet herself in her office after hours and in front of her, also how she cried like a baby which only got Ana had to pick the girl up in comfort her until she was better enough to be changed from her panties to a pair of Pull-Ups. Ana remembered that day she was hired by Alice's stepfather to basically force Alice out of the company since she viewed her as a child pretending to be an adult, Ana had arrived in Alice's office just to get to know Alice, it was after hours and everyone had gone home safe for her and Alice as she preferred to work late Into the Night. After the girl had her accident she absolutely lost it and cried like a baby making Anna picked a girl up and see her until at last Alice had calmed down apologizing, blaming it on the copious amounts of coffee she drank and staying up to late. Ana meanwhile Ana had to lay Alice on her own desk, remove the girl's pants and panties much to the girl's fussing but quick slap on the bottom made the little adult freeze up and after using some paper towels to clean Alice's privates Ana went down to the office Nursery that was used for kid of parents who couldn't find a babysitter. She had to grab a pair of pull-ups and despite a tiny bit of squeeze surprisingly they were able to fit Alice pretty good, and that as it was said was history and was the perfect start to Alice's regression, hearing all that Camila put a hand on Ana. "Honestly I think your little snowflake was going to become diaper dependent even if you didn't force her and honestly I did want her to Madison to be a baby like Alice at first, but I think her being a little toddler teen the far better choice and she's doing well although with the accident at the zoo I think she's on her way to become diaper dependent like Alice."

After seeing the girl let her emotions out, Maddison said, "Little sister, you can't keep acting like this. I might wear diapers, but I'm the big sister now, and I'll be here to help with everything, no matter what happens." She delivered ten more swats and felt it was time to stop, but she needed to hear two things: "First, honey, I want to hear from you—how are you feeling? And then, I want you to apologize to Stephanie tomorrow, as well as the other teachers; you'll apologize to Aunt Ana later, too. Only after dinner will we play." Ana looked at Camilla—she had never realized how beautiful she was—and said, "Thank you. I hope Maddison forgives me one day for what happened. I didn't understand your relationship before; I thought you wanted her to be your baby. Today, I realized you're actually happier with her being a 'mini-teenager.'" For the first time, Ana felt ashamed of her past actions and said, "I think I was wrong to let my 'little snowflake' become totally dependent on diapers. How is it for you with Maddison?"