Posted 28 July 2012 - 05:06 PM
-The Heartly household-
Ms Jennifer Heartly had been a young mum. Her coward of a boyfriend hadn’t been there to support the baby and though her family tried to be supportive it wasn’t the same as having the extra household income and there had been times when the rent had been hard to pay.
Somehow though they had made it, Jennifer and her now teenaged daughter.
Jennifer had finally managed to a publishing contract for her children’s stories and her child was healthy, sociable and attending the local high school. Things were promising. Except that for the normal teenage angst which sometimes escalated into arguments and the anger the girl sometimes expressed due to the abandonment of her father.
Considering through her daughter’s upbringing Jennifer had always felt they were something of a mother and daughter team, always supporting each other when things got tough, the fact that her only child was now growing increasingly independent worried her.
There was a magazine on the coffee table in the living room. One particular article had caught Ms Heartly’s eye since it explained a couple of odd goings on she had noticed on the highstreet recently.
Jennifer had read this article at least seven times now. Both intrigued and yet undecided about the radical proposal it prevented. Then again the article had referenced a Psychology Professor, so surely it must have had some substance behind the claims of ‘improved behaviour’ and ‘increased happiness’? Acting impulsively, and as she believed to the benefit of her daughter, Jennifer buried her scruples and downloaded the free sound files which had been advertised in the article to her I-phone.
She spent the rest of that day completely unable to concentrate on anything, not her latest story, not the housework, she had even given up on trying to prepare the evening meal so would fetch some fast food tonight instead.
Finally her daughter arrived home… 15 minutes later than she was supposed to… this only strengthened Jennifer’s resolve.
“I’m not cooking tonight. So I thought we could drive to McDonalds or something?” she announced, looking up from her magazine, as the front door was slammed behind the entering teenager.
“Oh and I found a cool new App today that I thought was interesting. It’s like a hypnosis thing which you listen to and sometimes people react to it. I didn’t work on me, but Shirley says she couldn’t stop making animal noises for a full five minutes! You should give it a go. It might be funny?” Jennifer conversed enthusiastically but she was cautious not to oversell it since teenagers were naturally suspicious creatures. Even if she could just plant the seed of an idea she hoped she could eventually win her daughter round to listening to hypnosis tape.
Posted 28 July 2012 - 05:31 PM
As she progressed through her high school years, she grew more independent, wanting to do more things on her own, without her partner-in-crime mother. This seemed natural to her; she still loved her mom, but she wanted to do more "teenage" stuff with other teenage girls and boys! School had ended a solid two and a half hours ago, and Jordan's friend pulled up in front of her house 15 minutes past 5 o'clock. Jordan had been over had her friends house, gossiping and talking about the occasional hottie, when the teenager realized she had missed her after-school curfew! Being rushed home, she said bye to her friend, and ran in the house!
"Hey mom!" she replied hurriedly, slamming the door behind her, "Sorry I'm late! Stacy and I got caught up in a project we were doing!" Smiling reassuringly and apologetically at her mom, she replied, "McDonalds sounds great! Whatever you want to do!" She tossed her backpack to the side of the living room and plopped down next to her mother. At the mention of the hypnosis tapes, she raised her eyebrows in disbelief, "Hypnotism? Are you serious? I'm not a baby mom; that stuff really doesn't work.."
Posted 28 July 2012 - 05:57 PM
At sound of scepticism Jennifer promptly placed her hands in a defensive posture at her hips, which wasn’t exactly domineering since she was still sitting down on the sofa but it got the point across,
“Well Shirley isn’t a baby either is she?” she exclaimed, referring to the Mrs of elderly couple who lived next door and liked to look after the garden for them since Jennifer had not been gifted with green thumbs and Jordan was usually had other things she wanted to do.
Jennifer’s hands rolled off her hips and then lifted up in a shrug.
“Well, if you change your mind the App is on my I-pone.” She nodded towards the kitchen where Jordan would know it was charging in the usual socket. As a mother Jennifer was actually rather trusting about letting Jordan use some of her things, since until her royalties had started to come in for the publishing deal, Jennifer had not been able to buy two of everything they both wanted, resulting in sharing other than the special items Jordan had earned for her Birthdays.
Standing up, folding her magazine away into a rack beneath the table, Jennifer wondered through the kitchen herself anyway to fetch her purse and car keys, getting Jordan’s McDonald’s order on the way passing back before she gone out the front door and the teenager was left to house on her own for a little while.
Posted 28 July 2012 - 06:09 PM
She sat up and kissed Jennifer on the cheek and thanked her early for dinner. When she left, she flipped through the television, but was left with nothing special to watch. Sighing with boredom, she went into the kitchen for a drink, and laid her eyes on the phone. Jordan wasn't really one to believe in fairy tales, so she knew there was nothing that could possibly happen. Clicking on the phone, she easily found the app her mother kept referring too, and tapped the picture on the screen. The screen turned white, and dozens of words scrolled rapidly up the screen at lightning speed. Jordan blinked a couple times, and shook her head, unsure of what just happened.
Posted 28 July 2012 - 06:36 PM
“Are you feeling okay sweetie?” she asked gently as she approached. As she came around to actually look at her daughter closely she was relieved to find that she appeared to be perfectly fine, just confused by what she had just seen. She gave Jennifer a comforting squeeze on her shoulder just to bring her back into the real world before discreetly taking the phone from Jordan’s hands and placing it back on the charger, the big paper bag of fast food plopped down beside it. “Come on. Let’s sit down and eat before this starts going cold.”
They didn’t bother with plates or silverware, just eating straight off the paper as they would in the restaurant itself. Annoyingly for Jordan though it seemed someone had messed up because she had gotten the kid’s version of what she wanted, though her mother was obliging enough to offer some of her frys in compensation.
“So did the App work for you?” Jennifer explored.
Posted 28 July 2012 - 06:42 PM
After a few minutes of silence after Jennifer asked about the app, Jordan cleared her throat and shook her head, "Waste of 0.99$ mom... I don't think it did anything." It wasn't the first time Mcdonalds messed up her order with a kids meal, and Jordan alway threw a tantrum about it. This time however, she ate her food with a smile, and even denied some of Jennifer's food, feeling a bit too full with the amount she had.
Posted 28 July 2012 - 07:07 PM
After dinner there wasn’t any washing up to do so she excused Jordan to go and do whatever she wanted, until 7pm when she absolutely had to make a start on any homework she had. That wasn’t just a rule of the house it was a law, Jenifer didn’t want her daughter to miss out on opportunities due to falling behind on her education.
Once the rubbish was all pushed down into the bin and Jennifer was certain Jordan was occupied so wouldn’t be eavesdropping, Jennifer called her best friend to tell her all about the article and the App and the little breakthrough she had just witnessed. It was perhaps early days to have been so endorsing in her appraisal but she was genuinely excited by it all.
Afterwards she went to check on Jordan to see if she was doing her homework and to offer any help if the girl needed it.
[p.s. Jennifer’s best friend can be the mother of my teenage character. So if you want to start writing that role as she also starts to explore regressing her daughter, then feel free to. But otherwise it can be saved for later in the RP.]
Posted 28 July 2012 - 08:35 PM
Jordan thanked her mother again for the dinner, and practically skipped off to her room. she was feeling slightly energetic, and wasn't quite sure where it was coming from! When she got to her room, she went straight to her laptop, but paused. Normally, she would be on facebook, chatting with her friends and cute boys, but tonight, she felt like climbing out of the rut.
Grabbing some colored pencils from her desk, and a pad of paper, she began to draw pictures. They weren't anything special. Just some houses and flowers, and some stick figures. Jordan was thoroughly enjoying herself though, and found herself humming while she did so. After 30 minutes had passed, putting the time at 7:16, Jordan wasn't even seated at her desk anymore. She was laying flat on her stomach, legs in the air, with the pad of paper on the floor in front of her, obliviously drawing away happily.
Posted 29 July 2012 - 05:51 AM
Jennifer’s eyes naturally settled on the computer chair, that’s where would have expected Jordan to be, doing her homework… or not doing and get distracted by facebook instead… Jordan wasn’t still there this time though. Jennifer automatically assumed her daughter must have just ducked out to go and use the bathroom and was tempted against better judgement to see if the teenager had any active conversations up on her laptop screen, though even as the thought occurred she noticed Jordan lying across the floor, well she noticed a pair of sticking up legs anyway before her eyes were drawn down to that level.
“These are pretty.” Jennifer commented with bemusement as she walked around so see what her daughter was doodling. They weren’t art but the cheerful, colourful, childlike images brought a smile to a mother’s face. “They aren’t homework though are they sweetie?” she added with a note of enforcement, “Did you forget what time it was? Come along let’s put these away and get on with what you were supposed to be doing.” Jennifer gathered up the pages and the pad, then helped Jordan put all the scattered colouring pencils back into their draw.
The drawings Jennifer kept in her hand, she wanted to put them on the fridge since it would brighten up the kitchen a bit and remind her of when Jennifer was little and liked to draw pictures all the time. For now though she waited patiently while the teenager sat down at her desk and took out the workbooks she needed from her bag. It soon became apparent that Jordan didn’t need any help with today’s homework tasks so Jennifer retired downstairs for the evening. She got some more laundry done, jotted some ideas for her current story down into her notebook and then unwound for the rest of the evening with a cup of green tea and some prime time reality television.
At 11pm, once her programme had ended, Jennifer climbed back upstairs to check her daughter was ready for bed and if not, to make sure knew it was time to go to bed. On the weekends she let Jordan stay up but not on a school night, the girl could be difficult enough to wake up most mornings of the standard 8 hours of sleep, anything less and it became a battle.
Posted 29 July 2012 - 07:40 AM
Jordan got comfortable in her chair, and began to work on her math workbook for the next twenty minutes. After mth, she got to work on English, and once that subject was done, she was pleased no extra homework was due the next day. Again, the though of getting on facebook was tempting, she realized she felt extremely sleepy. She stood up and wiped something wet off her chin.
Jordan froze, and examined the backf her hand. It was glistening with drool! She quickly opened up her workbooks and examined the pages she had just completed, and saw with horror each one was majorly drenched with the teenagers drool! Shuddering, she shook her head and kept the books open to air dry. Still feeling sleepy, she sat on her bed and rested her head on her pillow.
Then, Jordan did something she hadn't done in 13 years. Laying in bed, drool drizzling down her lip, at 8:30 pm, the teenage girl began to suck her thumb, before her eyes fell shut and she was asleep.
Posted 29 July 2012 - 10:05 AM
Jennifer took a quick glance at the homework books laid out on the desk, just checking to see the assignments both looked like they had been completed. It was dark in the room so she didn’t notice the patches of drool. Then she took the stacks of clothes from the laundry basket she had brought up earlier and set the clothes on top of Jordan’s dresser, which meant she could take the empty basket back downstairs with her. Before she left however she heard an unusual sound coming from the sleeping girl which she couldn’t quite identify, so she walked over to bedside just to check it wasn’t that Jordan wasn’t having breathing trouble or something serious like that. What she saw caused her free hand to fly to her chest as she suppressed the urge to vocalise an ‘awww’, her sweet sixteen year old teenage daughter was sucking on her thumb, the soft lip smacks had been what had caught her mother’s attention.
Jennifer set down her basket and carefully adjusted the duvet so it was covering Jordan properly. Then she kissed her daughter on the forehead and whispered ‘goodnight’ before lifting the basket again and leaving the room.
The house seemed uncannily quiet with Jordan so peacefully asleep, it meant Jennifer was able to sit in her home office and type up an entire chapter for her story before she too felt tiredness idle her and did her round around the house of switching off all the lights and appliances before undressing and going to bed herself.
The next morning there was a prompt knock at Jordan’s door just after 7am, Jennifer having showered and passing down the corridor to head downstairs to prepare coffee and breakfast.
“Jorrrdannn! Time to get up.” She called through the pinewood door. She let the girl have her privacy in the mornings, at least until 8am by which time if the girl wasn’t up she entered the bedroom and dragged her out of bed herself.
Posted 29 July 2012 - 11:11 PM
One major thing stuck out, literally. Jennifer, n the dream of course, made sure to put a nice thick diaper on her. Jordan snapped awake to the sound of her mothers calling and shivered a bit. Smiling up at her, she took out her thumb, "Morning mommy!" she chirped happily, climbing out from under the covers, her thumb drenched in drool. The front of her pajama bottoms had a few faint drops of pee on the front, crotch area, but nothing too noticeable.
Posted 30 July 2012 - 01:04 PM
“Good morning darling.” Jennifer answered, feeling a little unsure of where she stood. She did want her daughter to regress like the hypnosis App had promised to do, the physiologist’s article in the magazine claiming that this was a better way for teenagers to go through often the most turbulent times in their lives where they were they wanted to do all the things adults did but they weren’t really old enough or wise enough for it yet. Then negative side to this was that Jennifer was worried about losing the nice, usually good, confident teenager her daughter had grown up to be.
However then Jennifer thought of the difficulties she sometimes had with Jordan, the arguments, the rule breaking and the occasional anger brought on by the absence of her father. There seemed to be so many opportunities for her precious daughter to slip down into dark spirals of depression or degradation. Unlike when Jordan had been an infant for whom the world was a happier place.
It seemed to Jennifer the only thing she could really do was to see how this regression thing progressed and for now to simply support her daughter through the transition. She hoped she was doing the right thing.
“You were sucking your thumb while you slept last night. Did you realise that?” Jennifer asked in a tone clear of condemnation, simply curious. She produced a handkerchief from within the pocket of her plaid green housedress and wiped the sticky substance off Jordan’s thumb and hand.
“Honey, I need to go and get breakfast ready downstairs. Can you get washed and dressed for me please, you have school today, I don’t want you to be late.”
Before she left Jennifer folded up Jordan’s books and packed them in her bag for her just to be sure nothing was forgotten. She did notice that some of the pages had looked a little wrinkled but it didn’t even occur to her.
Posted 30 July 2012 - 01:50 PM
Posted 30 July 2012 - 02:28 PM
When Jordan came down the stairs and entered the kitchen Jennifer had just poured some coffee from the still steaming jug, the cup poised in her hand ready to drink as she turned around from the counter upon the excited greeting of her daughter.
There was a loud smash as Jennifer dropped the cup in sheer surprise. Fragments of white ceramic skidding across the kitchen tiles and dark coffee pooling around Jennifer’s shoes.
“Oh gosh, I’m sorry sweetie.” Jennifer exclaimed as she carefully picked her way across the shard covered floor to quickly hug her daughter whom she worried the loud noise might have frightened her, just as she would have done when Jordan was little.
“There, there, it’s okay. You just gave mommy a surprise.” She told her as she rubbed Jordan’s back comfortingly. Jennifer had honestly thought Jordan had gotten rid of the cute Easter dress ages ago, and as for wearing adorable pig tails, it just wasn’t done by modern teenage girls.
The choice of clothing did however present a problem in Jennifer’s mind, namely the almost certainty of bullying at school. Or perhaps even trouble that could be directed at the mom herself if other grownups at the school found about the regression therapy and decided it was inappropriate.
Feeling a little overwhelmed by and underprepared for the dramatic changes in her daughter Jennifer made a gut instinct decision and leant down so she could whisper conspiracy in Jordan’s ear, appealing to the childlike mind that seemed to be taking over.
“Hey sweetie, how about if Mommy said you didn’t have to go to school today? We could think of some fun things to do instead. Does that sound good?”
Jennifer wasn’t personally convinced that she wanted her daughter to stop going to school. Regressing and becoming better behaved until she was ready for adult life, yes, but not if it meant she had to drop out of school and would have no grades or education to help her find employment.
Maybe there was another sort of school Jennifer could be sent to, maybe a smaller one were bullying wouldn’t be so bad. Or else a private tutor to teach Jordan at home. Clearly there was a lot to think about, Jennifer really wished the article had said more and warned about these sorts of issues, she would have to check the magazine again for any websites or books that were recommended alongside the article for further reading.
Posted 30 July 2012 - 03:02 PM
She backed away from her, joy on her face evident, and giving her even more youth, "Please mommy! I no wanna go to school!" she bounced happily, unaware of the warm liquid pooling around her feet.
Posted 30 July 2012 - 04:06 PM
Jennifer actually heard what was happening before she saw it, the gentle ‘pitter patter’ of streaming pee hitting the stone tiles drawing her attention to the other liquid that was now spreading across the floor and fact it was running down Jordan’s legs and soaking into the short hem of her pretty dress.
“Jordan! You’re wetting yourself?!” Jennifer exclaimed in alarmed disbelief, her teenage daughter was evidently unaware of this, or perhaps she was aware but unconcerned?
“Oh. Oh Honey, didn’t you realise you needed the toilet?” Jennifer asked in gentler tones as she accepted the fact it seemed like Jordan wasn’t in control, taking her daughter’s hand and stroking it with her thumb as she patiently waited for the flow of urine to stop. It seemed practical just to let Jordan finish rather than try and rush her to the bathroom which would just spread pee throughout the house. If anything Jennifer supposed she was lucky the accident had happened in the kitchen which had tiles that would be easy to mop clean.
“Okay Jordan, please just stand still for me. I need to get you clean and dry.” Jennifer instructed clearly, releasing Jordan’s hand and set herself to the task of making things all better like a mother was supposed to.
First of all, all of Jordan’s wet clothes needed to come off. Baby doll dress, panties, shoes, socks, everything. Jordan was left wearing only her bra but Jennifer was not going to take any nonsense about modesty. If Jordan was regressed enough to just wet herself with no remorse then she would be regressed enough not to have inhibitions about nudity. At least the nudity was only brief, as Jennifer grabbed a long grey T-shirt Jordan usually slept in from the tumble drier and slipped it over Jordan’s arms and head.
The wet clothes bypassed the dirty laundry hamper and went straight into the washing machine, Jennifer didn’t really want everything to smell of stale urine.
Next she took a flannel from beside the kitchen sink and rinsed it in some warm water, lifting the bottom of Jordan’s T-shirt and asking the girl to hold it up against her stomach while she worked at wiping down the insides of Jordan’s legs and between them.
After this was done she guided Jordan out of the kitchen and through to the living room to watch TV on the sofa. “Be a good girl” Jennifer instructed as she abandoned the girl momentarily in order to deal with the situation in the kitchen. Her eyes rolled to heaven as she gazed again at the mixture off pee, smashed cup and coffee, but somehow she found the strength to deal with it and got it all mopped and swept up, though she had sweat on her brow by the end of it.
Jennifer was proud with how she had dealt with the situation, this certainly wasn’t how usual routine went on a school morning, she would have been ushering Jordan out off the door by now. Feeling the strain and stress of having to adapt to such dramatic changes, without the aid of hypnosis like Jordan had to help her, Jennifer decided to call her friend again in need of some help and reassurance, she dialled the number.
“Hello? Hello, yeah it’s me, Jen. Um… remember I told you about Jordan and that hypnosis App last night? Well it’s working… It’s working so much faster than I thought it would though… I decided to keep Jordan at home with me today because believe it or not she came downstairs this morning dressed like a 3 year old in this old dress I had forgotten about. Then she went and WET herself. I’m serious, I couldn’t believe it… anyway, she didn’t seem to realise she was doing it. So, ah, I’m going to head out to the stores and try to get her some of those goodnites, just in case this wasn’t a fluke… Do you think you could do me a BIG favour and come over to watch her for a bit? I just don’t really know what to expect from her right now and I don’t want to leave her on her own.” As she conversed her situation over the phone, a concerned Jennifer peaked her head around the doorway to the living room to check on Jordan.
Posted 30 July 2012 - 10:23 PM
It wasn't the first time Jordan had wet herself with no protection on! Though, the simple-minded girl definitely noticed that her mother was acting strange about this accident. She was soon stripped naked and was being wiped down by Jennifer. She expected to be put in her pull-up, but was instead instructed just to wear her large t-shirt did just watch television. "I don't like this game mommy..." Jordan said with a small pout, hugging her knees to her chest and focusing on the television. She didn't understand why her mommy was acting so weird. Normally in the owning, Jennifier was getting her ready for daycare, but Jordan was still reveling on the fact that mommy said she didn't have to go!
So instead of fretting, Jordan decided to just keep sucking on her thumb and blissfully watched the television!
A few blocks over, Stacy picked up her cellphone and saw Jennifer's name on the caller ID. "Hello?" Stacy answered, sitting down at her kitchen table. She was slammed with the rumblings of Jennifer's talks about some hypnotic app for an iPhone. When Jenni had told her bout the app before, Stacy was dismissing it as a hoax, but now as Jennifier panicked about Jordan, Stacy straightened up and got serious, "Are you for real Jenni?" she asked worriedly, "Jordan peed herself? And didn't realize it!? Yeah I'll be right over..."
The two friends said their goodbyes and the girl was soon on her way to her best friends house. She knocked on the door and smiled at Jennifier when she opened it, "I got over here as quickly as I could..."
Posted 31 July 2012 - 06:26 AM
“Thanks for coming Stacy. Jordan is in the living room watching TV.”
As Jennifer lead Stacy through the house to where Jordan was sitting, she became aware of the fact that with her legs drawn up the girl’s bear bottom was on display. Jordan was completely innocently casual about it but Jennifer turned red then pale with embarrassment and horror at just having brought her adult friend through to see her daughter like that, she felt like a bad mom.
To ashamed to say anything or draw further attention to it, Jennifer just slipped back into the kitchen to fetch some panties for Jordan and encouraged the girl to climb off the sofa and to come and step into them for her.
She found it impossible to look Stacy in the eye as she did this.
“Jordan honey? Mommy has to go out to the shops for a bit, so Stacy is going to stay and look after you while I’m gone.” Jennifer explained and she got down on her haunches so she could hold the panties down at ankle length for Jordan to step into, then tugged them up her legs and snuggly into place. “You remember Sammy’s mommy don’t you?” Jennifer asked, unsure if the hypnosis would have wiped out Jordan’s memories of her teenage friend and family, though since Jennifer had been friends with Stacy before Jordan had even been born she felt Jordan was likely to remember her in some capacity. “She’s very nice. I want you to very good for her okay? Bye sweetie.” Jennifer announced as she released Jordan to go climb back on the sofa and watch cartons, this time a little more appropriately dressed.
“Thanks again for doing this Stacy. I try and be as quick as I can.” Jennifer reassured her friend as she gathered he things before leaving house, she could feel her head spinning, she felt kind of ashamed to bring her friend in on what must have seemed like a really strange and maybe even cruel way of treating her daughter but at the same time she was just glad that now she had told someone and she had someone else there to help her rather than trying to do this all on her own.
While Jennifer was out, upstairs in her Jordan’s bedroom a text alert buzzed on the mobile phone. It was from Stacy’s daughter, Jordan’s best friend, Sammy. Sammy was at school and wanted to know if Jordan was feeling unwell, since she hadn’t seen her this morning and hadn’t heard from her on facebook last night.
Jennifer returned from the stores with an optimistically thinking, one bag of groceries, though the in the back of her mind she knew it probably would have been a lot wiser to buy a lot lot more.
She had intended to try and find some girl’s goodnites, the bedwetting pants for children and teenagers that were always advertised on the TV. As she had browsed down the baby isle though she had noticed that pampers and other diaper brands had extended their range. It looked like even their regular ‘super dry’ baby diapers were now being sold in sizes that would fit Jordan comfortably, though Jennifer had never seen these really big packages of diapers back when Jordan had been in diapers as an infant, they must have been new.
Jennifer passed her eyes over the green blue packages of pampers which were twice the size of the baby ones at least. Instead she found a pink package of toddler’s pull-ups. Or rather teenage pull-ups except unlike goodnites these were identical to the pink toddler ones with Disney princess designs on them which were just five spaces down the else of progressively large packages. Well except that you noticed the girl or boy shown modelling the product on the front of the package, sitting on a potty with a triumphant expression and the pull-ups down their legs, was getting progressively older. All the way up to 18 year olds it seemed. The same was true for the ‘baby’ diapers, if they could really be called that now.
It just seemed so weird, Jennifer was shocked she had never noticed any of this before but then it had been a long time since she had had to come down to the baby else.
Having compared them to a package of goodnites she found the up-sized toddlerish ones actually had a greater holding capacity and seemed like they would fit better since goodnites just claimed they went up to age 15 where these toddler pull-ups easily covered Jordan’s waist size and little extra.
Jennifer only brought one package of them, it only held 12 pull-ups but it was already easily big enough to fill a shopping bag all by itself. Jennifer imaged the those teenaged sized ‘super dry’ diapers that had at least 32 to in a package wouldn’t even fit into a bag, they were huge.
The only other item she bought was an impulse buy. She had spotted some pacifiers as she was leaving the baby else, again in they were in teenage sizes, at least twice the size of a toddler’s one. She had bought a pair of them because Jordan seemed to have taken to sucking her thumb, and she didn’t really like the idea that if Jordan was getting drool all over her hand, she was then likely to rub it onto her clothes and anything else she touched. At least if she was sucking a pacifier instead then that and the girl’s chin would be the only things that got sticky with drool.
The mom had been nervous about judgemental looks as she brought her obviously teenaged sized baby products to the counter, a lot of people in this town knew her and Jordan well, they would know who the products were for. Instead Jennifer was quite surprised when the cashier scanned the pull-ups through and commented that they were selling a lot of these now. It was also pleasantly surprising that they didn’t cost the earth, only a little more than the toddler sized ones.
“I’m home.” Jennifer called when she had returned, the drive back having given her some quiet time to reflect and take comfort in the fact that she mustn’t have been the only person who was investing themselves in that unorthodox parenting method prescribed by the magazine article. There had been times when she wondered about some of the teenagers she had seen in to highstreet, and now it seemed obvious, they had been regressed just like Jordan was going through now.
“How was she?” Jennifer asked her friend as she set her purchases out on the table. Opening the Pull-ups immediately and pulling out one of the large pretty patterned pants. It was quite a bit thicker in her hands than the ones she could remember putting Jordan in a long time ago, but the softness of it and slight perfume from the opened package quickly brought those memories back. Somehow she felt more motherly holding the pull-up in her hands.
“Jordan. Come here please.” She called out.
Posted 31 July 2012 - 12:05 PM
"Oh..." Stacy replied half-hearted, a little confused, "Hi Jordan, it's good to see you..." Jordan beamed up at her, before being tugged off by Jennifer and forced to stand still as her mommy dressed her in a pair of panties. Jordan didn't understand why Jennifer was making her wear big girl panties, since Jordan knew she wasn't very good at making it to the potty! When Jennifier mentioned she had to go though, Jordan's eyes instantly watered up!
"No mommy!" she cried, growing her arms around her beloved mother, "No go! No go!" she kept bawling, gripping tightly on to the startled woman. Stacy felt her heart break, and her nurturing instincts kicked in. She knelt to Jordan's level and pulled her int a hug, "Your mommy is coming right back dear, don't cry..." Jordan turned and sniffled Into Stacy's shoulder, and Stacy quickly gestured to Jennifier to go. After Jenni was gone, Stacy met Jordan in the eyes and wiped a tear a way, "What's say you and I watch some cartoons?"
Jordan's expression lightened some, and she nodded enthusiastically! She climbed up into th couch cushion and Stacy sat next to her. The toddler-minded girl leaned into her, not even aware her mother was gone now. Stacy wrapped her arms around her and stroked Jordan's side soothingly. She couldn't believe what a drastic transformation Had befallen Jordan! The mother began to wonder what type of mind-control would befall her own daughter if she were to attempt it on her.
An hour or so passed and Stacy heard the front door open. Smiling t Jordan, "Your mommy is home!" she cooed lovingly. The girl lit up and sprinted off the couch, "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" she cheered excitedly, bouncing up and down n front of Jennifer
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