below is a story I have been
Playing Baby parts 1 - 4
" But mom " Sarah exclaimed as her
mother slid the diaper under her rear. " no buts " her
mother proclaimed as she taped the diaper in place. "
you were the one who wanted to be a baby. "
Sara just lay there. Her mother was right. She had been
playing baby. Truth be told Sara did not know why she
had been playing. It all seemed so stupid. Both Sara and
her mother looked at each other. The story began to
Sandy, Sara's mother, remembered the day well. She had
been collecting clothes to run in the washing machine
and decided to grab some of her 13 year old daughters
from her room. she had not even bothered to knock, she
jut opened the door. what she had seen made her drop the
laundry basket she was carrying. There was her daughter
standing in front of her wearing a pillowcase like a
diaper. To make matters worse in her daughter's mouth
was a pacifier. Sarah had jumped at the sight of her
mother, spit the pacifier out and reached for her robe
to cover herself. " mother don't you knock? Sara
screamed. Sandy just stood there looking at her
daughter. " Just what do you think your doing? she
finally managed to get out. " none of your business "
came the reply. Sandy found her voice. " it is to my
business. My daughter is sucking a pacifier and wearing
what might as well be a diaper and I want to know why.
Sarah looked into her mother's eyes. How badly she
wanted to explain. She wanted to tell her mother how she
missed being a baby. How much she wanted to be one
again. But she couldn't. Her mother would never
understand. all Sarah could think to say was " i don't
know. " Sandy looked at her and shacking her head
grabbed the laundry basket off the floor and left the
room. Sara collapsed onto her bed and began to cry. Her
worse fear had come true. Her mother had seen her and
now there was something between them. Meanwhile
downstairs Sandy was crying for a different reason. What
had she done wrong? Sarah had all ways been a good
kid, Got good grades in school. She had never been in
real trouble. Sandy sat in her favorite chair and tried
to grasp what she had just discovered. What had she done
wrong? She needed to talk to Sarah but that was not
going to be easy. Silent tears fell down Sandy's cheeks.
The clock ticked the minutes slowly. Time it seemed had
come almost to a standstill. After a few minutes, Sandy
heard the shuffle of feet coming down the stairs.
Mother and daughter
looked at each other. Both remained silent. Each lost in
their own thoughts. Sarah found herself wanting to
explain. Sandy looked her daughter over and was glad to
see she had taken off the pillowcase. After a moment or
two both of them felt it was time to chat. " mom. I
think we should talk. " Sarah began. " just tell
me why. " Sandy responded. Sarah took a deep breath. "
its hard to explain. " she began. " take your time. "
her mother told her. After taking a couple of deep
breaths Sarah began to explain. She told her mother
about her wish to be a baby again and how she did not
know why. That she had felt this way for several months.
She had looked up on the Internet for information and
discovered that she was a teen baby. Sarah was near
tears when she finished. Sandy had listened to
everything her daughter had said. When Sarah
finished talking, Sandy took a deep breath herself and
simply said. " thank you. "
Sarah looked at her mother. A few quiet minutes past
between them. Sandy finally broke the silence. " i need
to think about this. " OK. Sarah responded. " I'm going
to bed. " an with that Sarah shuffled off to bed. Sandy
sat in silence and stared out the window. She needed to
talk to someone. After a few minutes she thought of her
friend Violet. Violet was a trained Child therapist. If
anyone could help her put all this together. Sandy
picked up the phone and made an appointment to see her
tomorrow. After making the appointment Sandy headed off
to try and sleep.
" You don't look good. " Violet remarked as she opened
the door and looked at her friend. " i don't feel well"
Sandy respond. " so whats going on? " violet asked.
Slowly Sandy began to bring Violet up to speed. She told
her everything, from walking in on her daughter to the
conversation after wards. She even was able to talk
about her feelings on the matter. Violet listened
carefully to her friends story. When Sandy finished,
Violet spoke quietly. " first and foremost, you did
nothing wrong. Teen babies, or infantilists, are more
common than you think. Nobody knows what causes someone
to be this way. It just is." " but what do i do now? "
Sandy asked. " that depends on what you want. " Violet
answered. " i just want it to go away. " sandy
responded. " well it won't just go away. but you can
make it go away if you want. " violet said. " How? " was
the only words that Sandy could get out. "Simple" violet
responded. " give her what she wants, but on your terms.
" " what do you mean?" Sandy inquired. " Teen Babies
want to be a baby for real. " Violet said. " What i
would do is make her a baby for the summer. The whole
thing. By the end of summer she will be so sick of it
that she will be begging to be a big girl for the rest
of her life. " " I'm not sure I can do that." Sandy
replayed. " Sure you can. Its no different than taking
care of a real baby. Everything is just bigger. I would
add on thing to it. " Violet said matter of fact. " I
would require her to come here and see me once a week."
" Why?" Sandy asked. " I can monitor her mental health
and give her a place to complain about being treated
like a baby after the newness wears off. " Sandy thought
long and hard about what Violet had been saying. It
could work. She was not sure that she was looking
forward to spending the summer changing diapers but the
reset of it sounded like the perfect way to deal with
it. After all if she had been caught smoking sandy would
have made her finish a whole pack. Just one thing
bothered her. " What if this doesn't work? " Sandy asked
her friend. " First off it will work. Second off with
the therapy that she will be getting from me she will
want to give up being a baby for sure. " Violet
answered. After a moment of contemplation Sandy stood up
and announced. " I'll do it. " " Good. Have her in my
office next Friday. We will start therapy then. " Violet
said as she shook her friends hand. " And good luck. " "
Thank you" Sandy said as she walked out of the room. She
had some shopping to do before Sarah got home from
Sandy left her friends office and headed straight to the
store. There she picked up everything she thought she
might need for the summer. She picked up a couple of
bottles and a couple of pacifiers. She picked up three
big cans of formula and of course she picked up a couple
of bags of diapers. Soon she was arriving home. She was
somewhat surprised to see her daughter home already.
Sarah was laying out on the front lawn sun bathing.
Sandy put her purchases away and then went to her
daughter. " Hi Mom" Sarah said as Sandy came into view.
" What's up?' " Nothing much.Your home early. " Sandy
responded. " Half day. " Sarah said. " Well I need to
talk to you. " Sandy said matter of fact. Sarah sat up
and looked at her mother. " So Talk" "I have been
thinking about what you said last night." " Oh that"
Sarah said remembering the night before. She had hoped
her mother would have forgotten about it. " Sarah."
Sandy started. " I have been thinking and if begin a
baby is what you want then being a baby you should
have." Sarah looked at her mother with a surprise look
on her face. " What do you mean. " " If you want to be a
baby then I am willing to let you be one. For the
summer. " Sandy told her daughter. " I see. " Sarah said
with a hint of uncertainty in her voice." Now there are
two conditions that I must insist on. " Sandy said. "
first and formost if that's what you want it must last
all summer. There is no changing your mind after a week
or two. " " Sarah just looked at her mother. Could this
really be happening. It would be a dream come true.
Sarah simply nodded her head. " And second you must have
weekly therapy sessions with Violet." Sandy continued. "
Why?" Sarah asked. " Its one of my conditions. " was all
Sandy said." So the question to you is. Do you want to
be a baby or not?" Sarah stared at her mother for a
moment. She was still trying to figure out if her mother
was kidding or not. After a minute of silence Sarah
spoke from her heart. " More than anything." " Then come
with me." Sandy said. Both of them got up and walked
into the house. They walked upstairs and into Sarah's
room. Sarah was shocked to see the bags of diapers on
her bed. " Lay down" Sandy commanded. Sarah sat down on
her bed. Sandy grabbed a diaper out one of the bags of
diapers and quickly put her daughter back into diapers.
Sarah lay on her bed in bliss. She was finally getting
what her heart had always wanted. The only thing that
bothered her was the thought of talking with Violet
about this. Sandy looked at her daughter and smiled.
This was going to be fun on some levels. After finishing
getting Sarah back in diapers, Sandy put a pacifier in
her mouth and left the room. Sarah sucked the pacifier
and smiled. She was a baby at last.
Sarah lay on her bed feeling things she had felt deep
down come bubbling to the service. The first thing she
felt was the sensation of being diapered. She was in
real diapers for the first time since she was potty
trained at the age of two. The diapers felt wonderful.
She felt like her body was encased in love. She moved
around just to hear them crinkle. Sucking on the
pacifier was the second thing she felt. Her mother had
given it to her right after putting her in
diapers. slowly she moved it in her tongue. True she had
sucked pacifiers before but this one felt different. lt
was special cause her mother gave it to her. Sarah
smiled her biggest smile. A few tears of joy fell down
her face. She grabbed her stuff bear off her bed and
gave it a big hug. The main thing she felt was happy.
She was a baby again. Sarah slowly let the full reality
seep in. School was out for the summer and Sarah had no
plans. Now she was a baby again and looking forward to
every part of the next three months.
Downstairs in the kitchen, Sandy was busy working.
Dinner had to be made and she had work to do. First she
made a bottle of formula. Then she realized what she
forgot to buy at the market: no baby food. Grabbing the
bottle of formula Sandy headed back upstairs to "
feed the baby " Sandy got up to her daughter's room and
stood in the doorway for a moment. What she saw melted
her heart. There on her bed was Sarah, clutching her
teddy bear and smiling. Sandy knew the that she was
doing the right thing. She let out a quick sigh
and entered the room. Sarah opened her eyes and looked
at her mother. Sandy sat on the bed and before Sarah
could say a word, removed the pacifier and
replaced it with the bottle. Whatever Sarah was gonna
say did not leave her lips. Instead she sucked on the
bottle and closed her eyes. The sucking of the bottle
and the beating of her heart caused Sarah to get very
tired. Soon she drifted off to sleep. The last thing she
remember was her mother checking her diaper.Sarah did
not care at that moment cause She was fast asleep.
Sandy watched her daughter sleep for a few minutes and then
went back downstairs to work on when the "baby'" wakes
up. She needed to get a few things of the attic so she
made the climb upstairs. It took a good half hour of
work but soon everything would be ready. Sandy sat in
her favorite chair and thought about the coming months.
She had to admit when Violet had first suggested the
idea to her she had wondered if her friend has lost her
mind. But looking at how happy Sarah had been while she
drank her bottle made Sandy feel better. This plan of
hers could work. Sarah seemed to relish the thought of
being a baby and Sandy wanted her daughter to grow up.
Maybe a summer as a baby would give her the time she
needed to realize that you can not always go back. Sandy
sighed and started to thing about what the summer held
in store for both of them. The one thing that was
certain was that things were never gonna be the same
Upstairs, Sarah slept to her hearts content. She was
having a wonderful dream. In her dream she was a baby
again. Sleeping in a crib and enjoying every minute of
it. She saw threw the bars of the crib as her mother
puttered around in her nursery. " Does my baby like to
watch mommy work. " Her mother asked her. Sarah found
herself giggling at the question. The dream was very
relaxing.Like floating on a cloud. However, it did not
last long enough. All to soon Sarah found herself waking
up. She stretched and sat up in her bed, not a crib like
she wanted but a bed. Sarah sat there for a few minutes
and wondered what to do. Part of her wanted to throw
some clothes on and go find her mother. Part of her
wanted to just lay down and sleep some more. Sarah
thought for a minute then made her choice. She was not
gonna get anymore dressed but was gonna go find out what
her mother was up to.
Sarah stood up and went to open the door. After leaving her
room Sarah headed down to the living room and to find
her mother. There here mother sat in her favorite chair
in deep thought. Sarah coughed to get her mothers
" I see we are up from our nap. " Her mother said as a
" Yup" Sarah replied.
" Well what are you doing down here?" Sandy asked.
" I came looking for you. " came the answer.
" Well we have two problems then. " Sandy stated. " Like
I said if you are gonna be a baby you must be one full
time. That means you do not leave you room until
somebody comes and gets you. I know you do not have a
real crib, but you do not get out of bed until I get you
up. Understood? " Sandy explained.
" Yes " Sarah answered.
" Also babies do not walk they crawl. So I want you to
crawl everywhere. Got it" Sandy stated
" OK" Sarah said.
" Now crawl over here. " Sandy said. Sarah dropped to
all fours and crawled over to her mother. Sandy reached
over and checked her daughter's diaper. Finding it still
dry she then motioned for Sarah to come to the other
side of the room. Sarah looked over to where her mother
was wanting her to go and was surprised to see a playpen
set up. Sarah crawled over to the playpen and was soon
climbing in it. Once inside Sandy spoke again.
" This is were I want you to stay while I make
Sarah just shook her head. Sandy left the room and
came back with a bottle of juice.
" This should keep you till it is dinner time. " Sandy
said matter of fact.
Sarah grabbed the bottle and lay down in the playpen.
Her only thought being that this just keeps getting
better. Sarah looked around the room as she sat in her
playpen and smiled. This was starting out to be the best
Sandy went into the kitchen again to try and figure out how
to feed Sarah " baby food" when she did not have any.
She thought for a moment about leaving her daughter and
going back to the store but dismissed the idea. She had
to think of Sarah as a baby and she would never leave a
baby unattended. It was then that an idea hit her.
Tonight's dinner would be mac and cheese. She could use
the blender and blend Sarah's portion to the right
Sandy began to hum to herself as she made dinner.She had not
hummed in a few years and was surprised to be doing so
now. It just seemed to make since. She hummed a tune she
had not thought about in years.
Meanwhile in the living room Sarah finished her bottled and
began to wonder what to do next. She looked around the
playpen for something to look at or do. Finding nothing
she sighed a sigh of boredom. she had to admit she was
bored. A few minutes later she felt the need to pee.
She almost stood up to go to the bathroom. She forgot
for only a second. Still she found it hard to wet her
pants. After about five minutes Sarah finally felt her
bladder empty as she peed into her diaper. when she
finished she sat there and closed her eyes. The feeling
of a wet diaper was different than she thought it would
be. It felt warm and wonderful. The problem was
that Sarah did not know what to do. She thought about
calling for her mother. She also thought about getting
out of the playpen and go looking for her. Sarah was not
sure what to do. She was still thinking threw her
choices when she heard her mother's voice. " is my baby
" yes " Sarah started. " and a little wet to."
Sandy looked at her daughter. "She actually wet her
pants" Sandy thought. No turning back now. Sandy thought
threw her options before speaking. " like I said before
you wanted to be a baby and babies wet their pants. They
do not care and neither should
you. I will change you when I realize that you need to
be changed. "
Sarah just nodded that she understood. Sandy helped
Sarah out of her playpen and walked out of room. Sarah
crawled after her into the kitchen. Her diaper felt a
A pon arriving in the kitchen Sarah was surprised to see
a highchair set up. Sandy looked at her daughter.
" shall we see if it still fits? "
" yes " Sarah answered as she climbed into the chair. To
both of their surprise and Sarah's delight, she fit.
Sandy tied a bib on her daughter and proceeded to fed her the
macaroni and cheese. Sarah sat quietly and ate every
spoonful. All the while thinking " my mother is feeding
me like a baby. This is so cool. "
Soon dinner was over and Sandy gave Sarah another bottle to
drink why she ate. Sarah sat in her highchair drinking
her bottle and feeling a lot better. Soon dinner was
over and cleaned up.
" so " Sandy said as she removed the tray of the
highchair. " lets get you into a dry diaper " With that
she took Sarah by her hand walked them both upstairs.