Purpleberry

Rosie instinctively went towards the toilet in the bathroom but was redirected by Hailey to an actual potty. She wasn't particularly surprised after being in a crib but it was unusual to sit on nonetheless. She was glad to be allowed to use the potty and not a diaper though so didn't complain. There was a catch to this, it turned out to be impossible for her to follow the rules as she had to pee before she could poop. She tried to focus on her bowels only but ended up both peeing and pooping in the potty. She looked at Hailey, worried that it might mean something bad. "Sorry Hailey, I couldn't help it."

Rosie watched Hailey return and listened to her. "But-" She sighed, knowing her position at the moment. "Okay I'll try be a good baby." She said, "Can I use the potty now?" She asked hopefully.

A couple of months was a long time but the rest of her life was unfathomable. She wished she had never asked the question because now she was alone in the crib, it was all she could think about. She had a really restless nap, was tossing and turning and hardly slept.

Rosie gawped with her mouth partly open, she hadn't thought she would have to have another bottle later on. That gawp gave Hailey the perfect opportunity to put a pacifier in her unexpecting mouth. Then it was nap time, which Rosie didn't mind as she was tired. Once she was laid down in the crib, Rosie took the pacifier out of her mouth to ask a question before Hailey left. "I won't. But how long do I have to be a baby for?" She asked.

Rosie was relieved she wouldn't have to eat soap, that sounded horrible. She was sat up and very quickly gave a loud burp when her back was rubbed which made her blush. She didn't think she would need to burp and hadn't expected it to be so loud. She shook her head at the bottle, "I don't want any more." She frowned, hoping Hailey would let her off after drinking half the bottle.

Rosie didn't argue or fight anymore because she knew it would get worse if she did. She was powerless, laid down, cradled, and a bottle teet placed between her lips. She tried not to think about how much of a baby she looked. She couldn't see herself ever getting used to this either. She looked up at Hailey with a raised eyebrow when she said it was weird now and gave her a look as if to say 'no shit Sherlock'. Eventually she sucked the bottle which wasn't easy to do as she worked cheek muscles she didn't use much. She tried though, wondering if she would get a present or treat for trying.

Rosie could feel the thick diaper between her legs which crinkled every time she moved. Her encased bottom stung from the punishment and she didn't expect another so soon. The smacks she received on the back of her legs hurt even more and she was sorry to have argued when she was a position she couldn't get out of, her legs bent uncomfortably and hands held in placd. She knew she wouldn't be comfortable again if she didn't do as she was told. "I'm a baby." She replied, feeling like things were going to get worse for her.

Rosie knew two things, her bottom stung from the recent spanking and her pull up was soaked and heavy. The latter was spotted almost immediately by Hailey who used it to force her into a diaper. She had come to realise that her plan to be a grown up was anything but. "No I don't want to wear that." She said, trying to get up but the restraints kept her in place. "I'm not a baby!" She argued, shaking her head at the outfit chosen for her.

Twenty spanks was a lot for Rosie who wasn't used to this form of punishment. By the end of it she would've said anything to avoid another round. She wiped the tears from her face, avoiding any eye contact. "I've learnt my lesson." She answered in a quiet voice. Her new baby status had happened so quickly that she didn't feel she could fight it, plus she didn't want any more spanks trying to rebel. She had managed to stop herself from wetting through the spanking but now she really had to go as it had been several hours since her accident, if you can call it that. She was too scared to ask Hailey if she could use the bathroom that she started to wet her pull up instead. This made her even more upset that she started to cry again.

Rosie was scared by the look on Hailey's face when she came back into the nursery. She tried to protest but found herself over her knee like a naughty child. The first whack brought tears to the surface and she started to cry. She just wanted it to stop. "I'm sorry, no I don't want my mouth washed out." She cried, wanting the spanking to end.

Rosie shook her head, "No I don't want to go in there." She tried to resist being put in the crib but was no match compared to Hailey. Rosie refused to call her mommy! She wasn't her baby. She watched Hailey leave and started to scream, she was angry to be left here, "Let me out you fucking bitch!" She cried, "I'm not a baby!" Rosie was very aware of the protection between her legs and her nagging full bladder. She held it in for the moment as she continued to shout and curse, throwing a big tantrum hoping that she would be let go soon!

Rosie sat down whilst she waited for the tour, taking the time to look around the sitting room and take in her surroundings. It all felt very strange to her now but she could see herself getting comfortable living here. She smiled back at Hailey when she returned but it didn't last as she was picked up again. "I can walk you know" She said defensively, hating being carried everywhere. Nonetheless, she was carried upstairs and shown the nursery, complete with crib and changing table. She looked at Hailey, "I don't understand, do you have a baby?" She asked, missing that this was to be her bedroom.

It was a long drive but they arrived at last. From the outside, Hailey's house looked large and comfortable. Rosie could see it as a good place to base herself while she looked for a job. She let Hailey carry her inside the house but decided she needed to tell her that she didn't want to be carried anymore. "Um Hailey you don't-" She stopped midsentence as she was interupting Hailey telling her she needed to get something. "Okay." Rosie decided to wait until she came back to tell her she didn't want to be carried, she wanted to take the pull up off too. Her bladder was beginning to feel full again but now she was inside and a bathroom couldn't be far away so she didn't think the protection was necessary.

Rosie looked and felt like a little kid wearing a pull up and being carried to the car. "Can I sit in the back?" She asked, aware that the front passenger seat was soaked after her accident. Rosie nodded to show she understood about her luggage. "Okay, a tour sounds fun." She replied, fidgetting a little as she got used to the pull up she somehow had found herself in. It was comfortable, but weird to have on, and she still wasn't sure how Hailey had managed to get her into it so easily.

(Sorry, I'm back if you would like to continue) Rosie could feel the thick padding between her legs and didn't think she could ever get used to it. She turned her torso as far as it would go to try get a view of her bottom and any evident bulge. She could see a difference but Hailey wasn't giving her time to protest. "Okay" She submitted, wanting to get to her new home as soon as possible to change back into her own, adult underwear, again.