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After dinner they cleaned up and Amy asked Rachel if she would hang back and help her clean up. Michelle was planning to go out for the night, so she went off to their room to get ready. "Rachel, I already talked to Michelle about everything later last night, she won't even make a comment to you, she promised me that, and she won't do anything to embarrass or upset you. I think she will just pretend they don't exist. So don't worry about her. But we need to get you set up. So if you want, go ahead and use the bathroom one more time and let's get started. Meet me in your room when your ready." And with that Rachel went to the bathroom. She spent some time looking at her body in the mirror and trying to force herself to go both one and two...only number one could happen though. After about twenty minutes she assumed her mother must be waiting in her room....when she emerged, she was correct. Amy was waiting in the room with the pack of diapers and baby powder on Rachel's bed. "baby powder?" "Yes, of course silly, you know you will need baby powder." and with that Rachel just laid down not saying a word. she was about to be diapered for the first time since she was a baby...and for what? a stupid doctor's suggestion? This was nuts. "Mom, do I have to? Rachel pleas one more time. "Honey, you know you need to do something, sorry to say this, but you will just have to get over it." "I know mom, it's just embarassing to say the least, I don't even want you to see me naked, much less putting one of those on me." "Doctor's suggestion baby, let's just get it over with....now lay down on your back." And with that, Rachel laid down, her mother unbuttoned her jeans, pulled them down, pulled down her panties as well. Grabbed a diaper and powder, lifted her legs as though she was a toddler, and slid the diaper under her and taped it shut.

Thank you for all the great responses guys! I'll keep it up As Amy and Rachel select out the diapers and head out to the checkout Rachel's face is very hot. She is concerned of people seeing, she is concerned about what sort of life she will live over the next 6 weeks. Ideas are running rampant through her head. The idea of having to wear something that resembles a baby is going to be a bit of an adjustment, but to HAVE to use them? that's ridiculous. Maybe she can just not use them all of the time? surely her mother won't keep that close of attention, i mean, how could she? They pay, go to bed, and Friday is nothing other than a normal day. Friday evening Rachel's heart is racing out of her chest when she is coming home. She is worried she will have to start immediately, her mother and her never discussed anything, so she didn't really know what the outcome was going to be. No one was home yet, which is what she expected, so she made herself a sandwich and got on her laptop and got on facebook etc. Looking through status' she noticed most of her friends were excited about xmas break, taking 6 weeks off was going to be great, lot's of people talking about finals, or about vacations, of thinking about 6 weeks off. All that Rachel could think about was, six weeks of not leaving the house and looking like a baby. What would Michelle think? was she really supposed to just let her mother change her like that? did she actually have to use them all the time? what if she knew she had to go? was she still expected to use the diapers? Time had passed, Amy and Michelle came home, and the girls had dinner together. Rachel remained silent for the most part. Slightly embarrased, and also did not know what her sister must know. She didn't want to be the one to bring it up, but also knew that Michelle would find out.

Rachel and Amy get to the drug store Thursday night. Rachel is remaining quiet, diapers for 6 weeks? I have to wear and use diapers for six whole weeks? It's a doctor's suggestion, but man, that is a long time. I can't leave the house like that. I can't do anything all of Christmas break. Maybe it will be nice to just stay home all break though. Maybe that is what I need. They pick out a pack of Bambino diapers that are for sale over the counter. A case of 96. This is a new kind of Bambino's. they are thick like the regular kinds, but they have a different design on them, duckies. Sorry, I won't be able to tell more until later, gotta run

Amy gets to the schooling, exchanging text with Rachel the whole way, trying to find out where to go in the school. When she gets to the bathroom, she finds a sobbing girl. "Rach?" "I'm in here mom" "What happened? Are you ok?" "I dunno, it just hit me so fast and I came running to the bathroom, I was so close but I didn't quite make it." "Well here are your clothes, let's try and save yours tonight while washing them. ok?" "Thanks mom." Well it was a simple accident, the problem is this wasn't the last one Rachel would have like this. Over the course of the next month, she had three similiar accounts. One at home, one while driving home, and another at school very similiar to her first one. Amy started to become very worried. So on the evening of the fourth one, when Michelle was at work, Amy asked Rachel if she would meet her in the kitchen. "Honey, I just want to talk to you about everything. Are you still really stressed out?" "Yes, I think that is all it is, I can't react fast enough, I haven't had a BM in the toilet in probably two months now." "Have you tried to just go? Are you holding it until the last minute?" "I just keep forgetting about it." "well I set up a doctor's appointment for you Thursday night." "What time? it'll be after school, and since you don't have to work, go to school, or anything else after Friday, maybe the stress can subside. But 4:30 was the latest I could get you in" Thursday Amy and Rachel get to Doctor Morton's office. They converse for awhile. He makes a couple of suggestions, and agree it is likely stress, but could be a bigger problem. He wants Rachel to go see a pyschologist that specializes in these sorts of things. It's a good thing they women have a good insurance provider. When they meet with the Psychologist, he spends a lot of time with Rachel, getting to know her very well. He makes a suggestion to them. "I think Rachel should go back to wearing diapers during Christmas break. It will allow her to be free from stress, and will allow many savings on clothes. I think reintroducing her to potty training at the end will allow her to remerge into the spring semester with a new fresh breather. Allow her a vacation and with that, give her a vacation from the toilet. She is going through some level of trauma, that could be deep seeded in many different places. This will allow her to go through this and become available to grow again. If not, I'm afraid it will likely only get worse. You have an opportunity here, but you need to do it a certain way." "Diapers? May I ask why diapers?" "Well she needs to be regressed back to this age in order to be able to grow again in a positive direction, diapers hold a symbolic measure in this and will allow her to get back onto a normal schedule, which right now, she is so off centered. She needs to be able to void bowels and urine without having to worry about when and how. I can go over the steps, but this is my recomendation." "Well Rachel, what do you think?" "I think it's a little out there, but I need to do something in order to get better. I'll try it." Alright, well Rachel, here would be my suggestions. Your mother, will have to be the one to change you, as you shouldn't be given the responsibility, so you will have to get used to that as well. Go pick up some diapers from the drugstore and wear them. It will be difficult to use them at first, so let's meet again on Sunday morning. You have school tomorrow, so start wearing them Friday night when you get home. We can meet Sunday morning and evaluate. ok? "I guess" and with that Amy and Rachel head to the drug store

Amy is a young mother of two. She got pregnant with Rachel when she was only 16, and again with Michelle when she was only 18. Currently Amy is 34 making Rachel 18 and Michelle 16. They currently live in the middle of Missouri, in the Poplar Bluff region. It's a rural area with city of about 15,000 people close by. Amy works as a teller at a local bank part time, while each girls has a small part time job on top of their busy high school lives. The girls are all piled up into a two bedroom apartment, where Rachel and Michelle share a bedroom, as well a car. This story takes place in a fictional lifehood, so bare with me as I attempt to write my first story. It will likely appear to move fast, and it will likely not provide enough background information on the characters for many people's likings. If that is the case, then i invite you to either attempt to rewrite this story with these ideas if you would like...or use your imagination. I am not very sensitive with my writing...but I wouldn't mind someone else helping The background info: Amy is a 34 year-old MILF to say the least, she is a little ditzie but has a big heart. She is around 5'5 with short brown hair and looks fairly good for having two teenage children. Rachel is the odd one out, she has blonde hair. Other then that, she and Michelle both are similar in apperance to their mother. They each have the same father, but he met another woman when the girls were 6 and 4 and ran off. He still sends child support but he doesn't seem to be willing to meet with them, and the girls are fine with that. It's December, getting close to the end of the semester, the girls will have 6 weeks off for Christmas vacation. It all started with Rachel; she was having a tough time, working, school, senoritis, picking a college, finding a way to pay for the college, trying to wrap up sports. Nothing any more then what her fellow classmates were doing, but the stress had been taking it's toll on Rachel. On a Wednesday afternoon, Rachel is at school, she is in 7th hour (the last of the day) and then has to attend cheerleading practice after school, at least she doesn't have to work tonight. She is trying to study for an upcoming final, while still paying attention to her teacher. She doesn't have time tonight for homework after practice because Rachel and Michelle promised their mother they would all do cleaning tonight at the apartment. Unbeknowist to Rachel, she hadn't had a BM in 10 days. She simply had not noticed it. As she is studying, a very intense cramp comes up on her very quickly, and it alerts her to this attention. Rachel gasps in pain as she feels cramps on her abdomen. She asks to be excused to the bathoom and hurries off. As she gets closer she feels the pain getting worse. "wow" she thought, "that came on me fast, I gotta make it." She is racing down the hall but she may not make it there in time. she now has to shuffle her feet and is now clinching her buttocks trying to keep it from happening. But right before she gets to the door, she has an accident, and it fulfills her pants. "OMG!" Rachel screams, she can't believe she just shit her pants. she hurries into a bathroom stall to try and clean herself up as best as she can. Her underwear is ruined and her pants have stains all over them. She sends Michelle a text asking if she can run home and get a change of clothes for her, but know she won't respond, since Michelle is also in class. Rachel remembers, her mom is home. She can't share this information with anybody, but she knows she can't leave the bathroom with her pants like this. She was going to have to go home anyway to change clothes before practice anyway, since she left her cheerleading clothes there anyway. She also can't leave campus, the gaurd outside would stop her. So she texts her mother. R-You home? A-Yes R-Can you bring me my cheerleading clothes? A-I'm sort of busy. Why didn't you take them with you? R-I forgot them, I was just going to come home, but I sort of had an accident in a bathoom and am stuck here, please help! A-What kind of accident, I'm getting your clothes now, in your bedroom? R-Yes, should be on my bed, a bathroom accident, as in bathroom accident. A-Be there soon, you ok? R-Just hurry, thank you.