LilGirlLya

Emma finished her bath and dried off in one of the bathroom's many large, fluffy towels before getting dressed again back in the clothes she had come into the bathroom with. She found her mom in her old bedroom, Emma cringed internally when she saw it. It was so....babyish. Some of it was her niece's stuff. Mom had already told her that she'd redone the room after Emma had moved out but while she expected the pastel walls and the soft rugs on the wood floor, she was surprised to see her old crib. That was always something she'd hated growing up as a YL but her relationship with it since transition was different than it was previous. It meant a lot to be seen as a woman and being stuck in the body of a kid meant that was all but impossible. She not only had to pass for a girl but for an adult and so she was very deliberate in not having anything like a crib at her old place. Just a bed with some rails that she could undo herself. "Oh, mom, you didn't have to get that old thing out of storage. I've got a bed downstairs in the garage that I've been using since I've been moved out."

"Alight, show me where we're going then." Liz followed along with both of their plates into a very formal dining area. "Oh wow, so you eat in here most nights?" She was impressed and a little aback. The formality of it all was imposing and definitely a far cry from eating on the couch in front of the TV like most of kids she watched wanted. Still, if this is what his dad wanted this is what they would do. She sat down his food and then set hers across from him. "Do you need silverware or anything? Any drinks?' She asked prior to sitting down herself.

Liz greeted the delivery driver at the door and made sure to throw in a little extra of a tip in addition to what was already automatically applied through the app. After a quick hand off, she turned back into the house and locked the doors for the evening. "Ben!" She called upstairs to her charge, "come on buddy, it's dinner time!" Liz brought the pizza into the kitchen and put the boxes on the table while searching for plates. "Odd..." she thought. She couldn't really explain it but it felt odd that all of the cups, dishes, and silverware were all adult sized. That wouldn't be weird in a vacuum but she remembered when she was a girl it wasn't until she was about Ben's age that her mom first let her use unlidded cups in the house. Still, Ben's dad did seem like he expected his son to be very mature. Ben had a way about him that was different from other kids. Maybe just being an only child raised by a dad who gave him a pop culture diet of 80s nostalgia played a role. Just tough to form bonds with other kids when you're watching Care Bears and they're watching YouTubers. "Hey there bud," she said as she heard him coming down the stairs and toward the kitchen, his presence interrupting her idle thoughts. "So, does you dad let you eat in the living room or do we have to eat at the dining room table?"

"Sure, thanks mom..." Emma waited until the door was fully closed and she could hear her mom walking down the hall to take her shirt off. She'd probably been bathed by her mom longer than most kids, long past the point it stopped being embarrassing but being trapped in a kids body it was always hard to argue that point with her mom. Emma undressed and slid into the tub, letting the bubbles and warm water soak her skin and soothe her. It was nice. Her old place hadn't had a tub, just a shower she shared with her roommates. It was the life just being able to stretch out and relax.

Emma's ears perked up at her mother's call. A bubble bath did sound really nice right about now. Only since transition had she been able to get reacquainted with how nice and relaxing one could be. Hopefully Mom had some bath bombs too that could be tossed in for a little bit of extra goodness. Maybe she could indulge in a little bit of a renewed pleasure before decorating in her old bedroom. Emma made her way down the hall and into the bathroom to find her mother kneeling by the tub's side, checking the water temperature with her hands. The tub was almost over flowing with bubbles. "Thank you Mom, you didn't have to do that but it looks nice." Emma paused and waited for a moment, "Umm....mom? Could I get some privacy, please?"

"You like a lot of old stuff, huh buddy? So do you watch a lot of old cartoons with your dad? It was weird, so many of Ben's toy's skewed "old". Even a little older than her if 80s throwbacks like Jem and She-Ra were there. "So which of these is your favorite character then?" She asked, trying to start building that relationship with him. She knew how kids could go on and on and really open up once the conversation shifted to something they really liked. Just then she got a buzz on her phone letting her know the delivery driver would be arriving shortly. "Alright buddy, we can play for a few more minutes but food's almost here so once it shows up you need to run along and wash those hands like we promised. We don't want all your cool toys getting yucky do we?"

Emma bit her lip and cringed, her face turning red at the slip of "Prince." It was awkward and the way Mom stumbled through it made Emma not want to comment. She at least ended up in the right place in the end. Kind of. Emma completed her supervision of the moving process and made her way inside. Finally, the hard part was over. She slipped off her shoes at the garage door and went to go sit on the couch. Everything was still largely the same inside. Nothing had moved and nothing had been replaced. She gave a little hop to get onto the couch, her feet dangling slightly before she tucked them under herself and began checking her phone. She wasn't really sure what to do next. After all, it wasn't like she was visiting. This was home again for a bit.

"Hey Mom..." Emma caught her back in the hug, pushing herself up onto her tip toes to great her parent. Emma sort of didn't really know what to say after that. "Good to see you again. It's been a bit." Emma smiled and cringed at the understatement. When the hug broke, she turned around and waved at the moving truck drivers to start moving stuff into the open garage. "Um..so yeah, I think I'll go and supervise and I'll be inside in a bit." Emma said, trying to project mature confidence.

Liz let Ben lead when it came to toys. For all his interest in them, he didn't jump right into play like most kids would. Maybe it was just some lingering insecurity about 'girl toys' or just being an only child and not really having a lot of experience playing with other people his age. Still, she thought, better to let him lead for now and get comfortable. She could see apprehension leave his face after she comforted him over the She-Ra toys. She acknowledged and made little comments about each new one he took from the toy box. "Oh, did you want to maybe watch it over the weekend? We can start when the pizza arrives?"

Emma woke up early on the morning of the move. The truck was going to be arriving soon and she wanted to make sure she had the last bits of what she needed all boxed up. Truthfully, it wasn’t much. Emma shared an apartment just off campus with two other girls and didn’t have a lot beyond the personal possessions in her bedroom. Honestly, she probably could have moved it all herself were it not for wanting to take her bed and furniture with her back to Mom’s. She’d spent the past few months applying to positions and Master’s programs in kind, thinking that if the right job opened up she’d take a year off school or if she could get into a Master’s program she might jump into that. Unfortunately, there weren’t good options on either front. At least no jobs that didn’t balk when they saw her size. No one said being a trans Youthlock was why they didn’t hire her, so it must have just been an exceptional coincidence that interviewers were excited over the phone but always told her they would call back and never did. She got up and stretched all 49 inches of her body and then undid the safety railing with the press of a button. She hopped down and began stripping the bed. There was some moisture in the blue and pink stripped trainers she wore but fortunately nothing had seeped through that would need to be washed back at Mom’s. Emma cleaned herself up in the bathroom and transitioned into her normal daily wear; a pair of trainers, a bralette, tight jeans and a black tee shirt. She tied her thick, dark hair back and commenced packing up what was left of her stuff. After a few hours of that included assuring the movers she was in fact an adult complete with an ID check, packing up her stuff into the truck, and then making it through late morning traffic and out of the city, Emma’s car rolled to a stop in her mother’s drive way. She took a deep breath, Emma had come out about two years ago as a junior. She’d come home for visits and stuff and Mom was polite but she hadn’t really been around Mom a lot since going to college, let alone coming out. This was going to be a new experience as they figured out what a mother-daughter relationship would mean with her back at home. Emma imagined it would mean more gendered chores and some awkward conversations but hopefully those would blow over soon. Emma turned off the ignition, and walked to the door as the moving truck pulled in behind her.

"Oh you like She-ra, huh? I do too, that Netflix show is pretty cool huh?" Liz noticed him flinch away when he picked up the toys. She didn't want Ben to feel embarrassed or self conscious about liking "girl toys". "Just relax, there's no such thing as a boy toy or a girl toy. There are just fun toys. Do you want to play She-ra while we wait?"

Liz made herself at home, setting up some basic stuff in one of the guest rooms. She packed light of course, it was just a few days so anything more than a couple changes of clothes, toiletries, and some basic make up in case they went out wasn't needed. Still, had to have her phone and computer and she made sure each was plugged in and charging before opening the laptop up and placing the pizza order for tonight, she was going to keep it pretty basic. She realized she hadn't asked Ben about his preferences but most ten year olds aren't very adventurous, so she just placed an order for two larges, one pepperoni and the other cheese, and if Ben wanted anything fancier, there was always next time. The guest room was functionally cozy. Maybe a bit smaller than Ben's but, it was a guest room so that made sense. White walls with a queen size bed, some unoffensive nature paintings on the wall, a dresser and arm chair in the corner. Combined with the private bath it was sort of like her own private little hotel room. With 40 minutes to wait until the pizza showed up, Liz walked on back to Ben's room, knocking gently twice on the door as she was coming in. "Hey, pizza should be here in a bit over a half hour. Anything you want to play with until it gets here?"

Liz followed after Ben, making mental notes about which rooms were which. Locking the office off entirely felt a little weird that it would be locked completely from the outside. Maybe the kids dad was paranoid about stuff? Regardless, not her place to judge how he lived his life. "Oh wow, what a cool bedroom. You have a lot of fun things it looks like. Maybe you can show me some of what you like to do while we wait for the food to come in?" Liz walked around, making herself as authoritatively at ease as she would be in any ten year olds bedroom. Her eyes spied the clock, "Oh look, Care Bears? Aww, that's so cute. An oldie but a goodie, huh?" She smile down at the boy. "Alright big guy, just a few rules before we get settled in. Nothing major, I'm sure we'll get along just fine. Just follow what you normally do with your daddy but I am going to insist on a few things. I want you in bed by nine. I checked with your dad on this one so we're just going to be following that schedule since he didn't say anything about any later on the weekends. I'd also like to make sure you brush morning and before you go to bed. Other than that, keep things picked up after yourself and I think we'll have a fun weekend! I'm going to go get all set up down in the living room real quick and place that pizza order. You just start thinking on what you want to do while we wait."

Luna stepped into her Goodnites. While she was used to doing this herself, after the past day being helped into them wasn't the least embarrassing thing in the world. Still, she wished she'd also been offered some pants again. She sat down on her toddler bed, crinkling both from her underwear and the mattress protector beneath the pink sheets. "Aunt Akiza," Luna asked as she watched Akiza get Rei up and carry her over to the changing table,"when can we go look at clothes?"

"LIZZIE, NO DON'T-" Jen cried out as her sister came in. It was too late though, her sister stood in the doorway as shocked as she felt. Jenny's hands instantly went down to her crotch, covering up the wet spot on her pajama pants and she positioned herself to be between her big sister and the stained bed.

"Sure thing kiddo. You show me around and then we can go over some rules and expectations and once we've got all that done, we can get that pizza ordered."

Luna was stirred by the sensation of her aunt probing and and inspecting her diaper but wasn't fully roused until she felt herself lifted up and laid out on the changing table. The cool air of the nursery on her wet and now exposed crotch gave her a little shiver. "Morning Auntie" she said sleepily, rubbing her eyes. "Can I have my panties or my Goodnites back today?"

"Hey there buddy, you must be Ben. I'm Liz, I'll be taking care of you this weekend." Lizzy walked in, closing the door behind her locking it for the night. The boy looked no older than about ten. He had a bit of a babyface through he may not have hit a growth spurt yet or alternately could be a little younger but just tall for his age. She'd asked his dad a lot, including Ben's age, but couldn't remember if she ever got a good answer. "So, have you already had dinner yet or does someone feel like ordering some pizza tonight?"

Jen woke with a shout, while it was tough to remember the details, her racing heart the lingering fear that she felt made it clear that she'd had a nightmare. As she tried to calm down and catch her breath something felt strange. Almost familiar but, "Oh fuck..." Jen whispered. She flung back the sheets and was horrified to see herself sitting in a small puddle. Not only that but the wetness was riding up her back as her shorts and shirt tail were similarly soaked. She covered her mouth with her hands to suppress another scream. She hadn't even been drinking and somehow she'd wet the bed! Jen got up and began quickly stripping the mattress, seeing a new dark circle on it amidst all the one's it's previous owner had made. Suddenly, Jen heard a door open and the lights flickered on.

Luna lay in bed for a while, unable to sleep. She tossed and turned for what must have been a half hour before breaking down and taking her aunt's advice. Luna brought the bottle to her mouth, glad the lights were out so no one could see her right now, and started to nurse from it. The warm milk had cooled down to room temperature at this point but Luna kept drinking it, hoping it might help her get some rest. She was still wide awake when the bottle was finished and so continued to lay there looking up at the ceiling, totally bored. At least an hour after being put to bed, Luna started to find her eyes getting heavier but there was another issue. Her parents normally cut off drinks this late and Aunt Akiza had sent her to bed with a bottle. Luna felt the same familiar pressure in her bladder. Luna thought about her options but ultimately rationalized that the diaper was just going to get wet anyway. Besides, she was a little curious to try it again after it hadn't been so bad in the car. It was easier to get going in the dark, Luna heard the quiet hiss first as her urine streamed into the diaper. Her potty training instively made her clench when it started but she willed herself to continue. The inside grew soft and warm and squishy. Luna poked the outside, it was squisher too now. The diaper was visibly tinged yellow, the wetness indicator blotted out. It didn't just feel not bad. Luna leaned back and finally was able to get some sleep.

The night proceeded on with Jen and Lizzy spending time together watching movies and snacking before finishing up the last bits of unpacking. It had been a long, tough day and Jen was finally ready to put it behind her. Even though it was earlier than she normally went to bed, Jen wished her sister goodnight and went to get ready for bed. She was dressed for it already after her shower but a quick brush of her teeth was still needed before going to sleep. Jen curled into her second hand twin size bed and wrapped herself in the salvaged sheets and comforter from her former king size one and soon fell asleep.

Luna gave a sigh of relief, she'd let a lot go but a crib wouldn't have just been embarrassing, but she also would have been stuck in there until Akiza decided it was time to release her. She sat down on the toddler bed and heard a second, more familiar set of crinkles as she did so. Of course a mattress protector. Still, she had one on her actual bed so this wasn't a surprise. Luna got under the blankets but wasn't nearly as ready to sleep as Rei.

Liz felt immediately out of place as her early 2000s Civic puttered into a neighborhood it had no business being in. Fortunately she'd relayed her info to the Maverick's and they must have made sure to pass it along to the guard at the gate and she was let in. Liz drove slowly along the development, huge houses lined the road and were surrounded by hedges and high fences. It was an upscale development even for the section of town she was in. The job had come at a really opportune time for her, her roommate had accidentally stepped on her laptop coming to bed one night and now she needed a new one prior to finals week or she'd be writing all of her papers in the library. Fortunately, the offer that came in was for not just a weekend watching a single kid, but an all expenses paid weekend in a nicer house than she could ever afford with several hundreds of dollars for her trouble. Being a babysitter at 20 wasn't as lucrative or steady as some of her other friends jobs but it did let her set her schedule better for college. She had a few lucrative clients who might have known the Maverick's but with jobs like these, and she was told that if things went well there were always more opportunities, she might have landed a whale that could let her work a limited schedule and live with more than enough to get by. Liz pulled her car into the large, mutli car driveway and parked it before gathering up her toiletries and clothes bag. She'd been assured everything she would need was inside and if she needed anything during the weekend that she could use the debit card or instacart password and charge it to them. Liz made her way to the door and gave it a knock, ready to get her weekend going.

"Yeah," Jen nodded, sniffling again. "Just, a long day, you know?" She walked back over the the couch, her eyes furtively scanning the sofa to make sure there were no stains and, fortunately, there weren't. She took her seat back on the couch but this time made the choice to grab one of the throw pillows and position it on her lap, just in case. Jen reached over and got some of the crackers from the bowl, "So," she said as she munched, "do you want to watch a movie too?"

The combination of the words and touch caused Jen to begin to tear up, she couldn't explain it in any other way that just feeling grateful and thankful for her big sister. Jen savored the hug. It was intoxicating but soon her fear of breaking down in front of her sister pried her away. "I, I'll be right back." Jen said, voice and lip quivering as she walked quickly to the bathroom. Only once inside did Jen turn on the faucet and sit on the toilet having a brief cry. 'Just how affection starved am I'? Jen thought as she regained her composure. Jen was preparing to head back out and leaned down to pull up her pants when she saw something that shocked her. Just like earlier. A patch in her panties. 'Actually...' Jen reached down, her fingers lightly touching the insides of her undies. 'patches. That's still wet.' she thought. True enough there were two stains, one dried and yellow and the other still damp. Jen's heart started to race. Once was one thing, apparently three times now she'd leaked into her panties. She wiped herself down and pulled her her stained underwear, heading back to Lizzie and pretending everything was fine.