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Britney blushed and sucked on her pacifier slowly. She sighed behind the pacifier. At least she was getting cleaned. She was happy about that. She boredly played with toys. It was not fun. It was not, she had to tell herself. It seemed fun but it wasn't. The girl needed to act her age. Her mother was good at confusing her. She hated that. The pacifier bobbed as she sucked on it. "Mmm..." She squeezed her ducky lightly.
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Britney looked shocked. Bath tinme with baby toys. She hated it. And all the same she just wanted to be clean. So she would put up with it. She waited to be undressed for the bath, thinking over what was her "new" life. How long would her mother put up with this. Would she give up after some time? No she had a feeling that it was impossible. She boredly stucked on the pacifier. And tried to get her onesie off. Spiting out her pacifier, she began to talk. "Mommy, messy!" She complained in annoyance. She whined, hating to have to speak as baby.
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I couldn't resist and had to see if anyone would be interested in this. I prefer to play the AB but can play a caregiver. Anyway, here is the idea You or I submit a application to this daycare in hopes of working there. Little do we know, the daycare uses those applications in a much different process. You or I get called to visit the daycare, what good news, right? Well it's not for an interview like we think. It's to bring us into our introduction... as a baby of the daycare! It's a simple plot but we certainly could have fun with it. I would love to find someone to play out a good story with.
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Britney shook her head quickly. She most certainly did not like a wet and messy diaper. The gross feeling of it was all too disgusting for her. She would never let this happen again. The girl squirmed, cringing. She looked at her in tears. Begging for her mother to change her out of her soiled diaper. Hoping she had some kind of mercy left in her. But then she thought for a moment. What would she do about school? Would she still go? Was she able to be a teen just for a while longer? It was a silly hope. And highly doubted by her. But it gave her hope none the less. She reached for her mother pitifully. Really wanting to be changed. It was starting to smell and she hated it. A million thoughts were going through her head. All about this being some twisted dream. A wish she doubted was true.
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Britney gagged a bit. And yet she sucked the milk from the bottle. She couldn't believe that it was happening. Or that she kind of liked the taste. She wanted to say that she didn't, she really did. But it was a lie. She sfinished the bottle slowly. Impatiently waiting for her mother to finish her own food. Looking at the fish longingly until it is all gone. Mush just didn't fill her. Britney whined, crossing her legs and scrunching up her face. She could feel the medicines kicking in. Her bowels and bladder ready to burst. She squirmed, trying hard not to go. And pitifully looking at her mother. Silently begging her to let her out. To let her use the toilet.
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Britney's eyes widened at the information. It was shocking. Her mother was going to force her to use her diapers. She felt angry, upset, annoyed and everything. The girl bit her lip slightly. She somewhat felt scared of being punished. If it was as painful as the spanking, she would not want it. And she listened to her mothers instructions. Her cheeks flushed in shame. This was going to haunt her the rest of her life. She took a breath and looked at her mother. "Mommy... am-am..." She whispered hesitantly. Not ready for this at all. Not ready to speak baby. But she knew she had to.
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Britney blushed and sighed. This was ridiclous. She hated the idea of this mushy baby food. But she hated the idea of brussel sprouts and broccoli even more. So she opened her mouth for a bite. And then another. She obediently ate the gross and mushy food. At least peas didn't taste too bad. Brit tried to talk between bites. "Mommy, I don't want to use diapers." She said when she could speak before a bite. "Please don't make me use them." She said in a sweet tone. Hoping the innocent begging was enough to earn some freedom from being a baby. She highly doubted it. But at least she didn't need to go to the bathroom yet. So she could make a plan to sneak to the toilet if she did.
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Britney teared up more from the instructions. She sucked on the pacifier. And crawled slowly. The girl wanted nothing more than to believe this was a bad dream. But of course it was all real. And she was reluctantly going to live as a baby. Though there was no way she would use a diaper. She would try to sneak to the bathroom if she had to. She paused as she got to the kitchen. Waiting for her mommy. It was annoying to think she would have to say Mommy again. But she would tey to grin and bare it. As painful as it was to think it.
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Britney felt tears form from the humiliation of on her eyes. She felt so horrible. This was humiliating. And her mother didn't seem to care. Britney wished she could hide away. But that was not possible. She stuck with her mother. She sniffled pitifully, wiping her eyes with her mittens. A cute and yet all the more humiliating action. "Mom... Please. I don't want to be a baby" She mumbled, looking up at the older woman. She didn't like how cute her babyish look was. She stared at herself in the mirror sadly.
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Britney blushed as the pacifier was placed in her mouth. She unconsciously sucked on it. Why was her mother so bent on making her a baby? She really wished she knew. Besides her behavior that is. Her eyes widened at the sight of the onesie, booties and mitts. She spit out the pacifier, shaking her head. "Mom. Please stop. I don't want to be a baby!" It was useless to protest, she realized. But that didn't mean she would stop trying to protest it. Being a baby would be so humiliating. She laid pitifully, hoping for mercy.
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"M-Mom please!" Britney realized you were serious about this baby thing. And she didn't want to be a baby again. "Let's just forget about this." She begged. The young teen was not ready for this. She tried to sit up. Tried to reason with her mother. "Mom we can just go back to normal. And I'll behave better too!" She tried to get her to listen. "So this silly baby punishment doesn't have to happen." "We can even forget the spanking incident too. And I don't need diapers." Brit hoped she would see reason.
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She was shocked by the swift movement. She cried out in surprise. Each slap hurt worse that the last. And she absolutely hated it. But if doing as her mother told her prevented more painful slaps, she had to. She grumbled in anger. "Mom this is a terrible punishment." Brit told her. Britney took off her clothes slowly. Maybe her mother would change her mind on this punishment if she listened. She folded her clothes neatly and placed them in from of her mother. "Is that better?" Brith asked in annoyance, looking at her mother. "Or can we just forget this and let me put my clothes on again?"
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Britney liistened to her mother drone on about her behavior. Then followed with her grades. It didn't bother her much. But what did, was what came after. Not ready to be a teenager? Well she already was one, so that was an issue. And she was going to state it. "Mom I already am a teenager." Britney looked very confused as her mother went on. Hearing her plans was not making Brit happy. "Mom. This has to be some kind of joke. I can't become a one year old again." She began to say. "And there is no way, absolutely none, that I am wearing a onesie!!"
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Britney had changed from her young ways. As a 16 year old, she was much better now. At least that's what she thought anyway. She got in fights, but that was other people who caused it. She didn't let them finish it. She had no idea of what her mother was planning. All she knew was that it was her after school time. And nothing was getting in the way. That is until she heard her mother calling. She had bary even slammed the door shut, so she guessed it couldn't be that. And anything else Brit thought of made no sense. So it must have been about school. "I'm coming!" She called in annoyance, tossing her bag aside carelessly. Britney wanted nothing more than to rush to her room and just lay in bed. But she supposed she could sit through a lecture. The young girl made her way to the kitchen. "Yes mom?" She asked boredly.
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Okay take your time! No need to rush.