VoodooKinMafia

Siobhan stood outside the car for a moment, and sighed. Maybe this was more than she was ready to try and get her hands around. Maybe she should just take her "adult" boarder to Child Services. Maybe this is why she didn't have any children of her own. Maybe... But they had just truly enjoyed themselves in the mall. That much was obvious. They had enjoyed a peaceful moment together. In that moment, Siobhan had made up her mind. There was no going back now. But... She had raised enough children in the system to know one thing for sure - even if she didn't know shit else. And when she got back into the car, she shared this one lesson with Crystal - such as it was. Climbing into the driver's seat, she shut her own door and put the key into the ignition. Turning it, she heard the motor start up. "Listen. Look at the mall. I didn't trick you any more than YOU tricked you. We both got carried away shopping and now the mall's closed. So you've got two choices. You can come with me and have a fun Christmas, or I can turn you over to Child Services and start that journey. Now, I promise to bring you back first thing on the 27th, but for now, you have to calm down little one." Siobhan never took the car out of park, knowing that it would be like making a decision. Once she put out in drive they were either going East to her apartment, or West to Child Services. "So - what's it gonna be?"

"Oh God..." He muttered as he continued eating the prunes, his stomach starting to knot up from a combination of the gross food and anxiety. He noticed that she used the word "cranky" - like a baby would be. He glared at her, her laughter making it clear that she found it incredibly hilarious to text his wife using inside statements full of innuendo. The phone chimed again. "Lol - you're cranky? Aww - why? You didn't fight with my Mom already did you?" Of course, he couldn't see what she said. He just knew that Dee was laughing hysterically at the text and immediately started typing a long text back. He meanwhile, tried to hurry and finish the prunes, lest she get too much in to the texting as him.

Siobhan had just finished loading the last of the gifts into the back of the Ford Edge, and shut the back door. She grabbed her key fob and the car gave its trademark "chirp" to signal that it had been unlocked. Without doing much in the way of stopping to address Crystal's concerns, she bent down and unbuckled her from the stroller, lifting her and moving her to the overstuffed plush carseat that had taken up permanent residence in her backseat - rear facing of course. "Shhh don't worry skit that now honey." She said, fastening her in with the childproof straps. "You were too busy playing with Shelby to remember. Which is a good thing! We'll come back on the 27th when the mall reopens and see if we can't find your 'purse' with all your 'adult stuff' in it. For now, I think Shelby is cold." Yes - she did actually do the air quotes with her fingers when she spoke. When she was done, she slid the pacifier back into Crystal's mouth and shut the door.

Joshua lowered his gaze, almost immediately. Something about how much he was praying to keep this secret from his wife made him feel even worse. But he did know that, no matter the cost, He did not want Denise seeing him in this state. He quickly held up his hands, and begged his Mother in Law not to send the pictures. "No No... I'll be good. I'll be good." He said, his eyes watering up as he grabbed the jar of prunes and started choking them down... Gagging at the taste. He looked up and saw Dee texting his wife back from his phone. "Nihhhh..." He mumbled - mouth full of disgusting prunes...then swallowed them and continued. "No! Look, I'm eating them! I'll drink the bottle! Please!"

As they excited the final store on her list, a sports store, Siobhan couldn't believe that she had managed to take care of every item in her list. Not only that, but because it was Christmas Eve, she had saved a pretty impressive amount of money. As she went through her account info on her cell, she realized that she had saved a couple hundred dollars - which meant that she had enough to do one last thing. They were near the mall's exit, when she swung into one final store and made a special purchase just for tomorrow. The combination of exhaustion and distraction seemed to keep Crystal from noticing that they had made a last stop. Once she had wrapped up, She exited the mall, with a ton of bags, boxes, and 1 stroller... A little one and a Mastiff named Shelby in tow. When she got to her Wine colored EdEscapdge, she unlocked the back and started loading the gifts into the vehicle.

There was something crushing about sitting there, framed by the words "Girly Girl," covered in baby food and drinking from one of his wife's old, glass baby bottles with her standing in front of him taking pictures - with his cell phone no less. He felt utterly defeated, and could imagine no scenario in which she didn't show the pictures to Denise. She had wanted for years to destroy his marriage, and it seemed as if she finally had her opportunity. In a little over 90 minutes, he had given her more material than she'd been able to gather in the previous 10 years. Thankfully, she pulled out the bottle finally and Joshua had a moment of slight rejoice... Until she produced the jar of prunes. Not that he needed any help remembering, but it made the poopy diaper He was currently wearing seem even more uncomfortable. "Dee I'm so full... Please... I can't handle any more..." Suddenly he heard a sparkly, girlish chime. He looked around and saw the smile on Dee's face, as she produced his cell. Of course, She had changed his notification tone as well. It was a text... From his wife... "Hey Babe, how are things going with my mom? It's crazy here! I love this company! Anyway, you guys aren't killing each other yet, right?"

Their relationship had experienced such a dramatic and intense beginning, and was now going through such an extreme metamorphosis, that Crystal seemed to be in a state of relaxed detachment. Siobhan knew that it wouldn't last, and so she was determined to get as much shopping done as possible before the anxiety started to crank back up. She went through the mall at a record pace, stopping in and purchasing various gifts, and always opting for gift wrapping. She was working her way through the list at a feverish pace, and the combination of the paci and "Shelby" were doing wonders to keep Crystal calm. Siobhan couldn't help but wonder, though, what her plan for dealing with this orphaned toddler would be.

Once they had paid for "Shelby," Siobhan used the opportunity with the distracted young girl to put her back inside the panda stroller. She positioned her, albeit unintentionally, so that her diaper was completely visible, her top held by the straps. As they walked, Siobhan checked her watch for the time and was relieved to find that there was still plenty of time to wrap up her shopping. "Ok! Now, Miss Santa Siobhan had to finish taking care of her special list! You just play with Shelby while we walk."

At last, he finished the disgusting mess. Sitting topless in the chair, he not only felt the plastic backing of the bib, but also felt the bits of cold, slimy baby food that fell onto him. As the rubber nipple invaded his mouth, it took him a second before he was willing to start drinking it. Rather, he was glaring at her over the bottle. But, remembering the photos she already had, and not wanting to encourage her to take any more - especiallyin this messy state, he started drinking from the bottle - holding it for her with the hands he had finally managed to get free of the plastic highchair tray.

"Oh my, how silly of me. Of course she's a girl. I'm sure she'll have a name that is just perfect for her, too." Siobhan offered, enjoying the way that this young girl was releasing her fear, becoming more herself, and letting go of her self imposed sentence of adulthood. Siobhan wondered how long she'd been on her own. She seemed well fed, and clean enough. But she also had an air of independence about her. One that Siobhan had only seen in children that had been on their own for awhile. When they got to the counter, Crystal's behavior further reinforced the idea that Siobhan was formulating... That this girl had been on her own for a little bit. Seeing her exhibit a defensive posture about the stuffed animal, Siobhan reached up and pulled the tag lightly, until the plastic broke and the tag came free. She then handed it to the sales girl, along with her MasterCard.

Seeing the little girl become so much more comfortable, comfortable enough to embrace the idea that she was - indeed, a little girl - how could Siobhan possibly say "no." Of course She could have it. With a smile and a tender Hug, Siobhan headed toward the register with the girl still on her hip. She was pushing the stroller with a single hand, and still maneuvering through the crowds. "So" she asked sweetly "what is his name? To help her fully embrace her self in this new and startling predicament, Siobhan would meet her on any plane that the child needed - including the plane of fantasy.

The spoonful of baby food had a texture that was completely foreign to him. Something akin to a hybrid of meringue and custard - coated by a thin layer of the slime that covers sidewalks the day after a rain. Almost as soon as it hit his tongue, he was gagging, trying to get it swallowed. Then, after what he would've readily deemed the fight of his life, And he managed to get it swallowed - right there before him she had another heaping spoonful. He groaned loudly as he accepted it, then another, and then another. His eyes were clenched tightly as she shoveled the mess into his mouth Of course, She stopped after each spoonful to wipe the residue onto his cheeks and chin. He wriggled in the chair - trying to free his hands enough so that he could wipe the mess off of his face.

"Aww, I would never!" Siobhan said as she lifted Crystal effortlessly. Siobhan watched as she deliberated between the different companions to be found on the plush rack. She never got tired of watching children deliberate. She loved seeing their minds - particularly their critical thinking - at work. When Crystal finally picked a big stuffed English Mastiff, Siobhan cheered and then grabbed it - bringing it over for her to examine. "So - is this the right one? The best choice?" She asked sweetly - examining it before handing it to Crystal.

Of course, She was right. What could he do? As long as she had his phone, and those pictures, His life was in her hands. This realization also made him acknowledge that while he was in a living hell... Nothing permanent had happened yet. He needed to keep his cool, no matter what. It was difficult as she sat the baby food before him. He recoiled, his head coming to rest on the highchair back with the words "Girly Girl" on either side of his head. Ugh... He fidgeted in the chair. Yet, Dee would waste no time in pulling up a heaping spoonful of the goop and bringing it toward his lips. Reluctantly, he's opened his mouth to accept the pungent and disgusting 'breakfast.' The taste was terrible, as he couldn't tell which was worse- this mess, or Toesie Time. As he forced himself to swallow it, His face turned a deep crimson.

Joshua watched, unblinking and with the same wide eyed fascinating with which one might observe a witch concocting a passion brew. The milk he fully expected - it just seemed to go with her machinations so far. Perhaps he should've expected the baby food as well. But when he saw the Orange and green slimy goop, he groaned loudly. In fact, he could swear that he felt his stomach starting to cramp up. When she started grinding the chocolate bar and mixing it with the milk, however, it brought back memories of his own childhood - as so he thought nothing of it - save for wondering why shewould take the extra step. The awkward silence was broken when he noticed that he could smell the putrid baby food. "Dee, Please don't make me eat that. Please - That is the most disgusting looking thing I've ever seen..." He pleaded, unconsciously fidgeting constantly due to the mess in the diaper.

Siobhan could not help but smile. Crystal's request was evidence, at least in her eyes, of two very important victories. First and foremost, it showed that Crystal was beginning to understand that it was okay for her to drop the facade of adulthood. Secondly, it showed that Siobhan was beginning to evolve in the eyes of the panicked young girl. Clearly, Crystal was not only willing to trust her - but she was also willing to allow herself the freedom to be emotionally available, in that she shamelessly was willing to ask for help. "Of course Sweet Pea!" Siobhan explain, and wasted no time and moving around to the front of the stroller and unhooking it. As she unfastened the straps, she smiled before picking Crystal up and cradling her against her hip. "This is an important decision! Gotta make sure you pick the right buddy!"

Pick out an outfit? He couldn't stand the thought of being dressed by his Mother in Law, especially given the current climate of their relationship. The idea sounded terrible, and he couldn't quit chasing horrible ideas around in his mind. But what was the alternative? Standing there in the gross diaper, a baby's diarrhea enveloping him and being contained by the pink plastic panties that his wife had once toddled around in... He had no doubt in his mind that she would take him out just as he was if he disobeyed. As he was placed and strapped into the princess highchair, the mess got pushed all around in the diaper, causing him to fidget wildly. He could only imagine that this is what it would feel like to sit in mud... Cold, wet, mud. He fought back tears as she produced the princess bib. For a moment he contemplated resistance. But he was stuck - both physically in the highchair and metaphorically by the pictures She had now. So as she approached, her began to tremble, his head shaking... But he didn't fight back.

And then they had arrived at the enormous toy store. Of course, Siobhan had already shopped here earlier - but now it was even more important. As she pushed the stroller through the entryway, her sing song voice traveled down to Crystal's ear. "I know the area we're looking for sweet pea. Just one second..." As with that they were whizzing through the store as making their way to a huge aisle full of rack after rack of stuffed animals. Siobhan parked the stroller as came around to the front. "Because you've been so brave, you can pick any one you want. Just make sure it's one That'll be a good best friend."

Being picked up was the first unpleasant surprise - as he found that movement made the mess in the diaper move and made it even more disgusting. Learning that they were going out was the second unpleasant surprise. He couldn't... He wouldn't... No...that was TOO much. As he was released from the changing table, he instantly tried to make a break for it - only to be caught handily and taken to the kitchen where Denise's old highchair, designed to look like a princess throne, awaited him. "Dee... Please I'll play along - I'll do whatever, but you can't really think it's a good idea to go out... Like THIS!!" He stared in horror at the high chair. It was pink and designed to look like a throne. But when he saw the chair, he was horrified to see that it had the words "Girly Girl" written on it in sparkly paint. "Please, there's no reason for this! I can't go out like this - I'm going to be ruined!"

Tears were flooding down his cheeks as he sucked in his own toes... The nasty mess of the diaper perilously close to his face. Then he heard the telltale click of the phone camera recording his humiliating experience. It had only just dawned on him - why did she need so many pictures? His Fear grew even more when she approached him with the pink plastic panties. As she slid them on him, after telling him of course that she knew he loved Toesie Time... He remembered her surfs from earlier... Surely she didn't intend to take him out... Like this?!?

Siobhan smiled and tapped the pacifier with her fingertip before easily parrying Crystal's feeble attempt to undo her diaper. "Come now, we're past that sweety." She chided softly before undoing the changing table strap - freeing Crystal for a moment before picking her up and placing her back into the panda stroller. With a few easy motions, she had her secured inside the stroller once more. Their first harrowing ordeal over. "Ok. Now I have to finish my Christmas shopping, but I'm glad to have some company! And since you were so good we're going to make a special stop first, okay princess?" Siobhan asked as they departed the bathroom and headed in the direction of the toy store.

He looked up at her in what could only be described as unadulterated rage. Even through the hysterical crying, nobody would see sadness in that countenance. He was furious. She had gone too far, he told himself. But what could he do? She had tons of pictures now... And his cell phone. With a few clicks, the world would see him lying there in that nasty diaper. And so, despite the rage that he felt, when she reached down for his feet again and brought them up towards his mouth, he groaned loudly. "Dee... Pl..." But her own eyes said no. And so he opened his lips and, to his great shame, allowed her to stick his toes inside.

Siobhan had anticipated Crystal's reaction to actually surrendering her illusions of adulthood and giving in to her true need for diapers - on a physical level, emotional level, and a psychological level. She firmly grasped Crystal's hands in her own, and chided the young girl. "No. No, Now... We had a deal..." Siobhan said very very firmly, before reaching into her purse and removing the "emergency dummy" she kept there for when she was dealing with the children from the orphanage. It was purple with gold glitter inlay, a fact that Siobhan took her time to show Crystal before sliding it gently between her lips. "There. There we go."

Her cold, matter of fact way of speaking sent chills down Joshua's spine. As he saw how resolute she was in this... But nothing could prepare him for what happened next. He was lain down into a baby's diarrhea, and what he thought he smelled to be pee, filled diaper. He screamed out as she taped it around his hips and made sure it was snug. By the time that she was squeezing his caged penis and squeezing it against his bottom, he was crying loudly. Then came the pictures... What he knew would obviously show him crying his eyes out in a visibly disgusting diaper! He was crying so hard that he was struggling to even breathe, much less speak to her as she circled him, photographing good shame. Where did she even get something like this? He didn't know. But he was a crying wreck now, for sure.

Once Siobhan had lovingly finished massaging baby oil and baby powder into Crystal's bottom, thighs, and diaper area, she pulled the thickest part of the Pooh Christmas Diaper, the front panel, up between Crystal's thighs. She reached down to tuck and adjust the legs of the diaper so they wouldn't cause a rash.or be uncomfortable - and then she pulled the waistband up to Crystal's belly button before freeing the tapes on the sides and securing it snuggly across her belly. "There you go! All better!" Siobhan exclaimed, undoing the strap and allowing Crystal to sit up for the first time in a while. "Now... Should we go see about finishing our shopping?"