Little Jellybean

"Fine!" Jillian sighed when her aunt said that she couldn't change the channel. She figured that it would be her aunt's response. "Okay. Can I have a cookie then?" she said, figuring that she was going to have to wait. Her thumb slipped into her mouth again, as she watched the TV more, getting slightly distracted by the childish show on the TV.

"It's for babies!" she whined, squirming slightly more. "I want something more grown up!" she said, even though she sounded more childish than not. "Can I have something for lunch? I am a little hungry," She knew better then to ask her aunt before doing anything. She knew likely wasn't going to win about getting the channel changed with her aunt at this point or another.

"No," she said, blushing when the other called her a baby. "I'm a big girl," she said, her cheeks going redder. She knew that it was going to be hard to convince her aunt of that, because she had been treating her like a kid since she was a kid. "I wanted something for adults," she said with a blush, watching the childish show. She squirmed slightly as she sat on the floor. "Please can we change it?"

"It was just an accident," she said with a frown as she ran her fingers through the ends of her hair. She knew that she wasn't going to be getting out of pull-ups anytime soon at this rate. She watched the cartoons for about ten minutes. She squirmed a little bit, getting a little impatient. "Can I watch something more grown up please?" she said, not realizing that she had popped her thumb into her mouth a few moments before she had spoken. She quickly pulled it out, not wanting her aunt to notice her infantile state.

"No... I um..." she said, not wanting to admit that she had actually had an accident, because she knew that would make things so much worse. She blushed as her aunt brought back a clean pull up. She stepped into the pull-ups, her hands still covering her face. "Mhmm," she said shyly, at this point, not really knowing what to say to the other.

"Okay," she said quietly, blushing as her aunt lead her to the bathroom and sat her down on the toilet; her cheeks were completely red. She was completely embarrassed right now. Of course, she didn't realize that she had dribbled in her pull-up, to make things worse. She managed to go to the bathroom, hiding her hands in her face.

"Thank you," she said, taking another cookie. She figured that a second cookie couldn't hurt. She nibbled on the second cookie, finishing it shortly after. She squirmed again, but she was trying to ignore it as best as she could right now. "Can I at least go to the bathroom?" she asked, looking down at the pull up.

"Fine," she said, running her fingers through the ends of her blonde hair. Jillian grabbed a cookie, and she started to eat it slowly. She had to admit, that the cookies were absolutely delicious. Of course, what she didn't expect was for the glasses of water that she had drank had started to catch up with her. She started to squirm a little bit as she finished off the last of the cookie. "Yum," she said, sitting back slightly more into the chair, to try and stop herself from squirming as much.

Jillian blushed at her aunt's comment about her attire. "It's completely embarrassing! I look like a three year old!" she said with a slight whine, trying to pull the dress down to try and hide the pull-up, even though she knew that it was hardly useful. She grabbed the glass of water she left, finishing off the water, mostly trying to distract herself from the fact that she was wearing this childish attire. Jillian blushed as she sat down on one of the kitchen chairs, getting even redder than even possible as the pull-up crinkled underneath her. She looked around, not really sure how she was supposed to behave.

Jillian blushed as the pull-up was pulled over her bottom, even more embarrassed that they had even fit her, never mind how childish it made her look right now. Her cheeks got even redder as the other removed her bra. "I should be able to pick my own clothes, I'm 22," she said with a sigh, gasping as the other swatted her bottom. Jillian grabbed the dress and the training bra, pulling it overtop of her body. The dress barely covered the bottom of the diaper, and it made it even more embarrassing. She sighed as she went into the kitchen, trying to pull down the dress so it covered up the pull-ups. Her cheeks were still red as she licked her lips.

Jillian sighed as her aunt said that her bedtime was now at 8:30. She knew at this point, things were just going to get worse if she continued to fight what her aunt had wanted. "This is crazy," she said. Despite the fact that she knew that she wouldn't be okay with this, she gave in and stepped into the pull-up, knowing full-well that there was a chance of her getting spanked again. Her cheeks were flushed pink.

Jillian was glad when the spanking finally ended, she knew that her bottom was going to be hurting for awhile. She was in shock when she saw the Pull-Ups and Goodnites. "I can't wear diapers, I am not a baby!" she whined, blushing as her aunt took off her panties. "Naps? I'm an adult, I haven't taken a nap since I was a little kid" she said, covering her eyes in embarrassment. She couldn't believe that this was happening right now, but the last thing that she had wanted was to be spanked again.

Jillian whimpered as she was picked up, and promptly pulled over her aunt's knee. She whined as she felt her panties being tugged down, starting to tear up as the spanking got rougher on her bottom. "Please stop," she whimpered, squirming slightly as she tried to ease the pain that was coming from the spanking. "I'll wear them, okay?" she said, hoping that if she just gave in that it would stop.

"Please just let me keep my own bra and underwear," she said with a blush even though she knew that her aunt wasn't going to move from her position, and that she would eventually have to relent. She knew that this was likely going to be her only. and likely final chance to convince her aunt otherwise. She looked down at the outfit again, swallowing roughly.

"I'm an adult, I need my bra," she said, slightly apprehensive about giving up all of her adult clothing. Jillian blushed, trying to cover herself up a little bit as she became more aware of how exposed she felt. "I'm 22, I'm not a little kid anymore," she said as she bit down on her lower lip as she watched her aunt scrutinize the contents of her suitcase. She knew that her aunt wasn't going to give up on treating her like a little kid.

Jillian watched as the other set out the outfit, hardly able to believe how childish the sundress was. She hadn't worn one styled like that since she was little. It was certainly not anything close to her style now, that was for sure! "Okay," she said, biting down on her lower lip as she took off her crop top and shorts, revealing her matching her red lacy bra and underwear set, feeling slightly exposed since it had been a long time since she had undressed in front of her aunt.

Jillian heard her aunt's voice through the door, she was slightly startled, mostly because her room was completely quiet; and the break in silence was slightly jarring. Jillian opened the door, looking down at all of the boxes that her aunt had brought down. "Oh, thank you," she said with a small smile, running her fingers through the ends of her hair as she rested her hands on her hips. She still didn't think that any of these things would still fit. She licked her lips, continuing to play with her blonde hair absent-mindedly.

Jillian watched as her aunt went up to the attic to get the clothes, knowing that she wasn't going to fight her aunt on this - this was not the hill that she wanted to die on. Jillian grabbed herself another glass of water and drank half of it as she waited for her aunt to come back downstairs. "I'm just going to put my bag in my room," she called out, hoping that her aunt would hear her. She headed into her old bedroom, forgetting how childish everything was there. She set her bag into the closet, and she put her shoes in the closet to try and allow herself to get somewhat comfortable.

Jillian raised her eyebrows as her aunt mentioned that she still had clothing from when she was still a kid. "I don't even think those would fit me..." she said, despite the fact that that she was rather petite normally, she certainly didn't think that the same clothes from when she was a little kid would still fit her. Of course, she knew that wasn't going to be enough to stop her aunt, as she knew her all too well. She went into the kitchen to grab a glass of water from the tap, finishing off the glass rather quickly as she was already thirsty.

Jillian looked up as the door opened up. Unsurprised, her aunt was already commenting on her attire. "I mean, I am 22, I pick out my own clothes," she said, her tone sounding unintentionally sarcastic. She sighed, knowing that it was the same childish room. "I mean, It's the summer, I have a lot of crop tops," she said with a shrug of her shoulders. "I don't know what else exactly I am supposed to wear," she said with another shrug. "I'm dieting, I should probably pass on the cookies," she said with a shrug, even though they had smelled delicious, knowing that likely her aunt would have something to say about most of her clothing. "I just need to get a glass of water," she said, licking her lips, which her slightly dry from the long drive over.

Jillian sighed, rolling her blue eyes as her mother dropped her off at her aunt's house. The 22-year old hated going there, her aunt always treated her like a baby and she hated it. Now that she was in college, it felt as though it was worse, and it felt even more embarrassing. Jillian knocked on her aunt's door, watching as her mother pulled away. She pushed her shoulder-length blonde hair behind her ear as she waited for her to open the door, it had been forever since she had spent any significant time with her aunt. Jillian was going to be spending the summer with her aunt, as her parents were going to be travelling. She already knew that she was too old to be watched like this, but she knew that she wasn't going to put up a fight. She pulled down her crop top slightly, knowing that her aunt was going to be commenting on her attire almost instantly. She bit down on her lower lip as she tapped her foot, wondering when she would open the door.

"Okay," she said with a sign as she looked down at the diaper with a blush. "I guess so," she said, even though she was pretty sure that she was going to be calling in sick for school for the rest of the year. "I just don't know how no one is gonna notice..." she said with a blush, still staring at herself into the mirror.

Juliette sighed. "Fine, I guess," she said defeatedly, taking in a breath. She blushed as the other put her into a diaper. "I look ridiculous," she said with a blush, looking at the thick padding in the mirror.

"I can't wear diapers to school!" she said, her eyes widening as she looked at her. "It will be so embarrassing!" she said with a blush, looking at the box of diapers. "Please don't make me!" she begged, blushing as she grabbed at her now-wet pyjama bottoms.

(I am really uncomfortable with playing underage characters, lowest I can go is 18). Juliette blushed, squirming a little bit more. "Um, I don't think so," she said, not realizing that she was already wetting slightly.