Sissy Sister- Part 27 added 12/24

[kerry]

16 hours ago, fireandcrinkles said:

We went up to mine and Jenny’s room

Since it is probably going to come up often, I thought you'd want to know that the correct formulation here is "my and Jenny's room." ?

11 hours ago, Babytom948 said:

Hope we hear from Steve soon,he barely says anything,lol

It does seem as though he is just wandering through the edges of this story...

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13 hours ago, Babytom948 said:

Hope we hear from Steve soon,he barely says anything,lol

I think there is a reason he doesn’t speak much to Mike at least as he probably doesn’t want to get into trouble like he has seen happen to Allie, though his actions say enough about how he feels about Mike’s treatment he is completely avoiding being around him and seems to look at Mike in disgust he might be more vocal about it with his father around seeing as his father might hold similar sentiments about what is going on.

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[fireandcrinkles]

Part 9

The sound of Jenny talking in her crib is what woke me up in the morning.  She seemed to be just talking to herself and as I opened my eyes it was still mostly dark in the room with just a trickle of light peaking into the window.  As I began to stretch in my bed the plastic pants that covered my cloth diaper seemed louder than normal.

It must have been loud enough that Jenny heard it because she was soon on her feet, holding the rail of the crib and smiling at me in the darkness.  I realized my pacifier had fallen out of my mouth at some point and I felt around until I found and quickly popped it back in.  My body moving made me realize my bladder was full and at the same time I realized that I felt myself begin to wet my diaper. 

The relief my bladder felt, along with the pleasure of the warm wetness, was quickly gone as the cloth diaper was almost instantly soaked and I was left with a feeling wetness against me that was turning cold. I also was already beginning to feel a need to poop. 

I am not sure how long I was awake before mom entered the room.  The light in the room had increased significantly.  Jenny started jumping up and down and repeating mommy over and over again as she came in. 

“Good morning Princesses.  I see one of you is wide awake this morning.”  I heard her say. 

She picked Jenny up and came over to my bed.  “You ready to get up sweetie?” 

I started to respond but remembered my pacifier and took it out.  “I guess.  Can you change me before we go downstairs?” 

“Did you wake up already wet?”  Her eyebrow went up. 

“I didn’t wake up wet, but I am wet now.”  I responded. 

“Let’s go down stairs and let mommy start her coffee, do bottles, and I will change you both immediately after that.  I promise.  I have another surprise for my babies this morning.”  She smiled at me. 

I was disappointed at that but as I stood up mom took her free arm and wrapped me in hug and kissed my forehead.  The warm feeling that ran through me made me forget the cold wetness of the cloth diaper. 

I am not sure why, but the my diaper seemed to sag a little more this morning and my diaper waddle must have been more pronounced as I went ahead of mom and Jenny and down the stairs.  When I turned to head into the family room, I saw a smile on my mom’s face as she was looking at me. 

“You are an adorable baby.  Your waddle is so cute.”  She said. 

I climbed up on the couch and Jenny was sat next to me.  Mom turned on Mickey’s Clubhouse and then headed to the kitchen.  I could hear the sounds of the coffee maker starting up and the microwave being used to warm mine and Jenny’s bottles.  My tummy seemed to rumble a little bit and I could feel a growing need to poop. 

Mom came in carrying a bottle in one hand and sipping out of her coffee cup with her other.  She sat the coffee cup down on the end table.  She indicated to Jenny that she should climb up in her lap and Jenny began to have her bottle.   Seeing Jenny in my mom’s arms with the bottle made we realize how much I looked forward to getting my bottle each morning and evening. 

When Jenny finished, she crawled out her lap and got down the floor to start playing.  Mom told me she would be right back and sipped her coffee as she took Jenny’s empty bottle to kitchen and came back with mine.  She sat back in her spot and smiled broadly at me. 

I moved over to that side of the couch and mom used one arm to hold me behind my head and the side of face rested against her breast.  She brought the bottle to my mouth and I quicky sucked the nipple into my mouth.  As the warm milk hit my tongue and overwhelming feeling of contentment was felt. 

“Hey.  Good morning, you are up early.  Is Allie awake also?”  I heard mom say.  

“Good morning.  No, she is still out like a light.  I tend to wake up earlier than a lot of people.”  Leslie said. 

I glanced sideways and saw Leslie walking through the family room towards the love seat.  She smiled at me as I continued to suckle from the bottle.  I was suddenly embarrassed as I thought about how I must look right now. 

I had also hoped that I would have been able to poop in my diaper and be changed before Allie and Leslie were awake this morning.  The pressure I was feeling to poop was getting worse. 

“Did you need anything?  Sorry about the tv choice but this part of the morning is pretty much all about the babies.” Mom said to Leslie.

“No, I am fine and that is okay.  I remember morning like this when my younger brother was still a baby.”  Leslie was still smiling at me.  “I used to help with his bottle.” 

“Well Jenny has already had hers and this one is almost finished with hers, but I will remember that in the future.  I am can barely get Allie to help with anything with the babies.  Mike was good with helping before… well before he preferred being one of the babies.”  Mom told her smiling. 

I finished my bottle and mom helped me sit up.  When I sat up the pressure in my stomach was worse.  I really needed to poop.  Mom again picked up her coffee cup and my bottle and went into the kitchen. 

“Good morning.”  Leslie said to me with a big smile. 

“Good morning.”  I said.  My teeth gritted as I fought the urge to fill my diaper. 

I moved to get up off the couch thinking I could go to the kitchen and mom could at least take me upstairs so I could poop and be changed.  I knew that the chances of holding it until I was out of cloth diaper and into a disposable was pretty much non-existent.  My cloth diaper seemed wetter than normal also.  

As I stood up, I heard myself fart loudly, the plastic pants I think made it sound even louder.  I felt my face turn red.  Jenny laughed.  I don’t know why but I thought I should duck down to somehow hide from Leslie.  As soon as I squatted, I felt my poop push out and I knew that I was completely and quickly filling my diaper.  The only good thing is the pain and pressure in my stomach immediately lessened. 

 I could tell that this poop was softer than any other I had done in a diaper before and was spreading throughout the diaper.  I kneeled down not wanting to move and spread it further. The other thing that was immediately evident was the stench.  It was awful, even to me.

I tried to sneak a peak at Leslie whose face was both a look of surprise, that I could see in her eyes, and maybe disgust.  Maybe it was just the odor that caused her nose to scrunch up.  

“Oh my.  What happened in here.”  I heard my mom say.  “Wow.  Someone has some really messy pants this morning, don’t they?  Stand up sweetie.” 

I slowly stood up and turned to my mom who took my shoulder and spun me around and pulled up my night gown. 

“Um… yea, this going to take a little extra cleaning.  Leslie, can you keep an on Jenny while I get this one cleaned up?”

“Sure. I would be glad to.”  Leslie responded and she quickly moved over to Jenny. 

“Let’s go get you cleaned up.”  Mom said taking my hand. 

She led me into the bathroom and turned on the shower.  Then she pulled my plastic pants down and off my legs and feet. 

“Okay Honey, step into the tub while I take your diaper off.  I am hoping we don’t make a bigger mess doing this.” 

I stepped into the tub and mom undid the pin on one side which allowed the diaper to drop down while she held it.  The smell got worse, and I widened my legs to help make sure nothing more got on me.  Mom got it off me and dumped as much as she could into the toilet.  She tucked the diaper into the plastic pants.

“That went better than I thought.  Let’s flush that and turn this fan on.  It is a little ripe in here.”  I heard her say. 

She then took the shower wand down and sprayed my bottom and groin area before getting some soap and cleaning me.  She rinsed me off and gave me an inspection then shut the water off and dried me off with a towel finishing with wrapping me in a towel. 

“Alright, no surprises for me until we get you into a new diaper, right?  You can control it still, can’t you?”  She raised an eyebrow as she asked that. 

“Umm, yes, mom.”  I responded. 

The truth was I was pretty sure I could but, when it came to wetting, I had noticed recently that as soon as I thought about peeing, I just started to go.  I didn’t think, except for maybe yesterday during my nap, I had ever wet my diaper without knowing I was doing it, but I definitely didn’t have to force myself to wet my diaper either. 

We got to mine and Jenny’s room, and I went to my bed and laid down, grabbing a pacifier as I did.  I watched mom get my supplies out of the closet and she brought them over to the bed.  I lifted my butt as she slid the fresh diaper under me.  Then she sprinkled powder on my groin before pulling it up between my legs and taping it tightly in place.  I was reminded again that this was one of my favorite parts. 

“So, I was going to surprise you after breakfast, but I don’t want to have to put something on you now and change you again in thirty minutes.  So, promise me you will be careful when you eat breakfast, okay princess.”  She had a big smile on her face. 

I shook my head yes to indicate I would be careful and watched her go back over to the closet and pull out a bag from the bottom.  She reached in and first pulled out a bright gold item.   She sat that off to the side and reached in again and pulled out a much larger baby and royal blue item. 

“Cinderella is your favorite right?”  She asked as she held up a Cinderella dress and walked toward me.  “Stand up.” 

I got and Mom pulled the dress over me.  I was surprised at how well it fit.  She then went and got a brush and brushed my hair back before pulling out a shinny object out the bag the dress had come from.  When she went to put in my hair, I saw it was tiara. 

“One last item.”  She reached into the bag again. 

These were a pair of very sparkly shoes that had a very small heel on them.  She slipped them on my feet. 

“You can’t be Cinderella without a great pair of shoes can you.  Want to see how you look?”  She took my hand and led me over to the mirror. 

I was shocked to see my myself in the mirror.  I actually looked pretty or something.  The dress was beautiful and with the tiara my hair looked girly.  I took the pacifier out of my mouth and when I looked again, I saw the smile spread across my face. 

“It looks like you are happy with what you see.” It was a statement more than a question. 

I twirled in the mirror and swished the dress before I turned and hugged her without saying anything and she squeezed me tightly. 

While still holding me she said.  “Remember our talk yesterday? How about the name Cindy?  I really think it is perfect.”

I stepped back and looked at her but didn’t speak.  The truth was I was a little scared of saying yes.

“Well dressed like that and how you have been dressing in girls’ things, even when you aren’t playing dress up you don’t look much like a Mike.  I really think Cindy, short for Cinderella, would be better.”  She clarified.  

I thought for a second and realized I liked it.  I shook my head yes and then hugged her again. 

“Okay Cindy, let me grab Jenny’s dress and stuff and we will go down and get some breakfast.  I am sure as soon as she sees your dress, she is going to want to put one on also.”

As we exited the room, I suddenly got nervous.  It hit me that Leslie was already down stairs and would see what I was wearing.  Plus, Allie would be waking up soon and so would Steve.  Even though they had seen me in the Elsa dress yesterday, this would be two days in row I was wearing a Disney Princess dress. 

Mom must have sensed what was happening.  “It is okay.  You look great.” 

I walked into the family room and Jenny saw me first.  She got a big smile on her face and started repeat Cindy, Cindy, Cindy over and over.  I was shocked at first but then I remembered that was what she called Cinderella.  I kept walking over to where she and Allie were playing. 

Leslie smiled when she saw me.  “You look very pretty.  In fact, you look just like Cinderella.” 

I am sure I blushed bright red, and I was scared to speak, but I did manage a thank you. 

“Jenny come over here.  I have a fresh diaper and a new princess dress for you also.  You have a new pretty Belle dress.”  Mom said. 

Right after she finished getting Jenny changed and dressed, she asked Leslie if she would keep an eye on us while she made breakfast.  She was going to make pancakes again. 

“You both look fantastic.  Makes me wish I could still wear one of my princess dresses.  Maybe that is what I need to be for Halloween.”  Leslie said. 

“Mom!!!  Can you… can you come to the bottom of the stairs please!”  We all heard Allie yell. 

“What is it?”  Mom yelled back. 

“Can I, can I… can I use your bathroom?  This one smells terrible and princess poop britches disgusting diaper is laying on the floor and it is gross.”  Allie said in what seemed like her loudest voice possible. 

“Yes.  Sorry I forgot to grab that and bring it down to the washer.”  Mom replied. 

I glanced up at Leslie, embarrassed by what I knew she had to have heard.  She gave me an awkward smile in return.  Steve must have heard it also because he came down the stairs and immediately went to the hall bathroom without saying anything to anyone. 

He had just finished and came out when I heard my mom say to him it was good timing, breakfast was ready, and she was getting ready to come wake him up.  She had come out of the kitchen right as he stepped out the bathroom.  She turned and saw Allie and told her she could come right to breakfast also. 

“Leslie, can you herd the babies up and get them into the kitchen for breakfast please.”  Mom yelled out. 

“Sure. Come on princesses.  It is time for breakfast.”  Leslie said to me and Jenny.   

We walked into the kitchen.  I had just got my chair when Stevie walked in and saw me in my Cinderella dress. 

“Another dress? What is your deal?.” Steve blurted out.  Even though it was said as question it was obvious, he wasn’t looking for an answer.    

“Leslie, can you put this on Cindy?  I don’t want her getting that beautiful dress messy the first time wearing it.”  She handed Leslie a bib. 

I sat down in my chair and Leslie who was sitting next to me put a bib around my neck. 

“So, everyone.  This morning while getting dressed Mike and I talked and based on what he has been wearing lately he decided that he would like to be called Cindy.”  Mom said that like it was a normal thing. 

“This is just getting completely ridiculous!”  Stevie said with a tone of anger. 

I dropped my head.  I knew everyone’s eyes would be on me.  It seemed like that I was just getting deeper and deeper into this.  What had started as trying on a diaper in secret had grown to me living as a toddler, a girl toddler. 

“Steve, I know this is probably tough on you.  I know you have looked up to Mike as a big brother.  You need to try and understand though that this is what… that this is what… that Cindy wants this.  It is what makes her happy.”  Mom said. 

“Well, I wanted a brother.  I wanted someone to play with.  I wanted someone who could show me things.  Since you married my dad, I have gotten a step sister, a baby half-sister, and now a….  sissy who wants to be my what….  a baby step-sister.”  Steve starred at me after he spoke.

I still didn’t lift my head or acknowledge what Steve had said.  I was glad mom was stuck up for me.  I was also thinking about what she said.  That this is what I wanted.  Did I want this?  I loved the diaper part… how it felt when mom changed me, how it felt when I was wearing it, I liked the bulk of it between my legs, and wetting it.  I definitely did not like pooping in it. 

There was talk at the table about what Steve and Allie were going to do today.  Steve had plans to go over to a friend’s house and Allie was going to Leslie’s.  As they all got up from the table, I heard mom remind them to be home no later than five o’clock because my step dad was coming home this evening and mom was making a baked chicken dinner for him. 

“Are my princesses done also?”  Mom said cheerily.  “Let get you cleaned up.” 

Jenny and I had our face and hands washed and then Jenny was taken out of her high chair and mom took us into the family room. 

“How about some spins in those dresses girls.” Mom laughed.

Jenny started to twirl. 

“You to Cindy.  Please.”  Mom directed. 

I did some spins also.

“You two are just precious.”  Mom’s smile covered her face. 

I sat on the couch next to her and she pulled me close.  “I never realized how pretty your hair is.  You have hair fit for a princess.  Maybe you should have been in dresses all this time.”

I loved me mom holding me close to her and I loved how she looked at me as she said that.  It made me think more about what she had said earlier about wanting this.  I knew I wanted most of the diaper part of this, I was sure of that.  I liked the bottle, and pacifiers also, but the bottle part was mostly because I got to be held by my mom.  The pacifier was soothing but that would be easy to give up. 

What about being treated as a little girl, did I want that?  Or was I doing it because it seemed like my mom wanted it?  I thought it was a little bit of both.  I wanted my mom to be happy around me and I always felt like she was closer to Allie and even Jenny, so if doing this made her happy, I wanted to do that. 

I also had always liked things that girls liked.  The colors pink and purple, the Disney Princesses, the Disney Princess dresses.  I was always a little jealous of Allie’s clothes.  They were bright and fun.  Plus, Allie got special time with mom.  They called it girl time.  I wanted that. 

Allie, Leslie, and Steve tromped through the living room and out the door.  Allie and Steve were reminded again that they needed to be home by five.  Jenny was content watching the Little Mermaid and playing with the baby doll that Allie had brought down for me. 

“So, Mike…  sorry Cindy.  Brian comes home today.  Are you ready for him to be in the house while you are being… Cindy?”  Mom asked. 

“Does he know.  Does he know I am doing this? Have you told him?”  I asked nervously. 

“Yes.  Of course.  I couldn’t do this without telling him sweetie.”  

I didn’t look up.  “Um what did he say when you told him?” 

“He said he would support whatever I decided to do.  If this is what you wanted it was okay with him.”  She squeezed me tight.  “It is what you want right?” 

“Yes… I think so.”  I hesitated. 

“You think so?  You aren’t sure?”  She had put a hand under my chin and made me look at her as she asked. 

“Well…  I like most of it.”  I said quietly. 

“What don’t you like?” 

“I don’t like pooping in my diaper, at all.   I don’t like wetting the cloth diapers either. And I don’t like Allie or Steve teasing me.” I said quickly. 

“But you like wearing and wetting the disposable diaper?”  

“Yes.”  Again, a quick response. 

“Hmmm…. What about the bottle.  Do you like the bottle?” Mom asked. 

“I like you holding me while giving me the bottle.”  I again looked down. 

“I am holding you now and you aren’t getting a bottle.”  She smiled at me. 

“I know and I really like it.” 

She squeezed me again.  “What about the clothes?  Do you like the baby girl clothes?” 

“I like…  I like the colors.  And. uh...”  I stopped. 

“What sweetie.  You can tell me…” 

“I really like the princess dresses.  A lot.” Again, I said that quietly. 

“Yes, you do.  That is pretty obvious.”  Her smile got big.  “Maybe you are out growing being a toddler.  No baby clothes, no poppy diapers, no more bottles.”    

“What?  What do you mean?”  I asked suddenly scared that she was going to stop letting me wear diapers and princess dresses. 

She must have heard the fear in my voice.  “Don’t worry.  I am not taking anything away from you that you want.  I was just thinking maybe… pull ups during the day and you could use the potty for pooping?  And that instead of onesies and rompers you wear skirts with Disney Princesses shirts and colorful dresses.” 

“No diapers?” I muttered. 

“Well… maybe you only need diapers at night for bedwetting, it isn’t like we haven’t had bedwetters in this family.” She laughed.  “And if you are only using one or two a day or night, we wouldn’t need to use cloth diapers anymore?”   

“Would you still change me?  And if I wear girl things does that mean I would get girl time with you like Allie?”  I asked anxiously. 

“Of course, I would change you but if I wasn’t home someone else would have to do it.  Remember just like the baby stuff.  If we do it, we do it.”  She looked right at me as she spoke. 

“How about girl time, would I get that with you?” I asked this will looking away from her. 

“Well girl time might happen a little bit later.  Allie and I talk about the changes happening to her body and what that means.  Like her breasts growing and her needing bras.  And about other things that girls need as they go through puberty.” Mom responded. 

“Oh.”  I hung my head down obviously disappointed.

“We also talk about hair styles, and make up, and appropriate clothes and a little bit about liking boys and what that means.”  Her tone was very matter fact.  “I don’t think that would interest you, would it?” 

I didn’t respond. 

“Are you interested in that?”  I saw an eyebrow on my raise.  “You can tell me.”

“Maybe… some of it.” I said quietly and quickly. 

“Really?” You could hear the surprise in her voice.  “What parts?” 

“Maybe… the clothes, and the makeup, and hair styles… and… um…” 

“And um… what?” She asked anxiously. 

“Bras.” I blurted out. 

She smiled.  “Sounds like we have some things to talk about and figure out.  How about we take this in steps with the next step being some skirt and dresses, with pulls ups. Then we can move onto the other things if you want to have girl time.  What about boys? Do we need to talk about them?” 

There was a hesitancy at the last question in her I voice.  That was good because I really didn’t have an answer to that.  I knew the boys at school were talking about all the girls at school, and a lot of them were telling stories about kissing girls and other things.  I was just mostly noticing the clothes they wore. 

“No.  I don’t think so.”  I responded. 

“Hmm… okay.  Well maybe that will happen later.  Or we can talk about girls if you need to do that.”

Mom pulled me into a hug and squeezed me tight. 

“Honey I am sorry.  I didn’t know all of this was going on with you.  I should have paid more attention.  I think I put to much responsibility on you and made you grow up to soon.  If it felt like I favored your sisters, I am sorry.  I didn’t think I was doing that but maybe I was.  I love you and I want you to be able to talk to me about anything, okay.” 

I was crying and squeezed her back.  Jenny must have sensed something, and she had climbed up on the couch with us and was draping herself on my back.  My mom noticed and broke the hug and laughed. 

“I have a couple of chores to do girls, think you all can play for awhile and then I will make lunch. Cindy, I think you should enjoy at least one more day and a night as a toddler, then you can let me know what you want to do.  How about that?” 

I nodded yes and got down on the floor with Jenny and we started playing with the Elsa and Anna plushies.   Jenny stood up and did some more twirls with her dress and I did the same.  We laughed at each other.  I was surprised at how much I had enjoyed playing with her the last several days, but I was also getting a little bored playing the same things over and over. 

Mom made us peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch and after that told us it was nap time.  We headed up to our room and she pulled Jenny’s Belle dress off, changed her diaper, and put a sleep shirt on her, before settling her into her crib.  

“How about you.  Do you need to be changed? And I will help you out of your dress.” She smiled at me.   

I realized that I did.  I thought about it, and I wasn’t sure if I could remember when I wet my diaper or how long it had been wet.  I nodded yes and watched her get my diapers and wipes out.  She undid the zipper in the back of my dress, and I stepped out of it.  

Without being told I laid back on my bed and my mom undid the tapes.  I lifted my butt up and she slid the fresh one under me then sprinkled powder on my groin.  The diaper was pulled up between my legs and mom taped it tightly into place.  I loved that feeling and it must have showed on my face.

“Your favorite part, right?”  Mom asked. 

“Yes.”

“Okay Princesses see you all in a bit.  Sleep tight.”  Mom turned the lights off as she left the room.

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Stevie finally snapped from keeping it all back for so long, seems like Mike or a Cindy is either losing potty control or prioritizing play and forgetting they went straight after doing it as she was having too much fun

[fireandcrinkles]

Part 10

I woke up to hearing Jenny talking to herself.  I was surprised at how quickly I had fallen asleep and for how long.  Mom came in a short time later.  She was noticeably happy, and she quickly gathered Jenny up from her crib and sat her on the bed next to me. 

“Daddy will be home soon. Do you want to wear one of your new princesses’ dresses?”  She asked Jenny. 

“Anna, Anna!” Jenny said. 

“Okay, let me do a quick diaper check.”  She ran checked her diaper.  “All dry.” 

She quickly removed Jenny’s sleeping clothes and dropped her Anna dress over her head.  She then gave her a hug and Jenny climbed down from my bed and headed to the door.  

“Wait sweetie.  Cindy needs to decide what she wants to wear.”  Mom turned to me with a smile. 

I suddenly panicked a little thinking about Brian seeing me in girls’ clothes.  More specifically toddler girls’ clothes.  My face must have shown it.

“You can pick whatever you want.  I promise you Brian is okay with it.  How about your diaper is it dry?”

I nodded yes.

“Umm… are you sure?”  She asked.

“Yes.”  I replied although it did feel a little damp.  I had drunk a lot of juice today.

“My Elsa dress, okay.”  It came out as more of a question than a statement. 

“Good choice.  You and Jenny will look cute.” 

Mom pulled my sleep shirt off and I climbed out of bed as she got the dress out of the closet, and I stepped into it, she did the zipper for me.  She then got a hair brush and sweeping my hair back she took the tiara that as sitting on the dresser and sat it on my head.

 Jenny ran over and got her stuffed Olaf off the shelf and handed it to me, took my hand and acted like she was pulling me towards the door.  I heard mom laughing behind us.  I glanced at myself in the mirror as we moved out the door.  I was surprised that I was happy with what I saw.

We made it down stairs and mom turned the Frozen movie on and then brought us Goldfish and apple juice out in sippy cups.  I was surprised at how thirsty I was and was asked mom for a second cup. 

When the movie got to the part where Elsa sang “Let it Go” I sang out loud with her and mimicked Elsa’s movements.  I really did like how the dress moved as I walked.  I saw that mom was watching me from the kitchen.  Her face went from a look of curiosity to a smile when she saw I was looking at her. 

Steve and Allie arrived home shortly after the movie ended.  They both got snacks and Steve headed to his room while Allie joined us in the family room.  Mom came out and sat with allie on the couch.  Shortly after that we heard the door open, and Brian walked in.  Jenny ran toward him while mom got up and walked over to him.  I heard Steve coming down the stairs right behind them. 

Brian bent down and scooped Jenny up while he took turns hugging Mom and Steve with his other arm.  He and mom exchanged a quick kiss, and you could tell they were obviously happy to see each other.  I heard Brian ask Steve to go out to his car and bring in his suitcase.  I quickly realized that I would have normally been the one asked to do that. 

After Brian set Jenny down, he moved over towards where Allie and I were.  I had sat on the couch on the opposite end from Allie.  He sat down in the middle and turned first to Allie. 

“Hey sweetie.  How are you?  Have a good week?”  He asked. 

“I am good.  How was your trip?”  She responded. 

Allie was still guarded around Steve.  She was always respectful towards him but had never really warmed up to him. 

“It was good, but I missed you guys.”

He turned towards me, and I felt my heart race.  “How are you?  Been an interesting week for you, huh?” 

I wasn’t sure what to say so I just stared straight ahead.  I wanted to run out of the room.  I saw the smirk on Allies face out of the corner my eye. 

Brian stood up and reached for my hand.  “Stand up sweetie.” 

His hand felt huge on mine, and I felt him slightly pull on my arm as I slowly stood.  He reached for my other hand and looked me up and down.  He then pulled me into a hug.

“It is going to be fine.  You look very nice.” I heard in my ear. 

He broke off the hug and announced that he was going to take a shower before dinner.  Mom asked Allie to watch me and Jenny and followed up behind him.  Allie groaned but didn’t say anything.  As I sat back down on the couch, I realized my diaper was soaked.  I definitely didn’t remember wetting it this time.   

Jenny asked Allie to restart Frozen which she did.  Then Allie settled into the couch with her phone in her hand and was scrolling through it. 

I didn’t move from my spot on the couch.  I was worried that moving could cause me to wet again and I was pretty sure my diaper couldn’t handle that.  I knew that I didn’t want my diaper to leak and get on anything.  Especially with Brian just getting back home.

After probably twenty or thirty minutes I got off the couch and started to head upstairs to ask mom to change me. 

“Where are you going?” Allie barked. 

“To see mom.” I said. 

“Mom told me to watch you.  Plus, I think she wants to be alone with Brian.” 

I stopped.  “I just need her help for a minute.” 

“I really don’t think they want to be disturbed.  What do you need her help with?”  Allie asked. 

“I don’t want to tell you.”  I said quickly. 

I watched her sniff the air.  “You didn’t poop, did you?” 

“No.”

“So, what do you need help with?  Maybe I can do it.”  I was surprised that Allie sounded like she genuinely would help me. 

“No.  You don’t want to do it and I don’t want you to do it.”  I said trying to match her tone. 

“Oh.  You didn’t poop but you need your diaper changed, don’t you?  Is it really wet?”  She asked.

I nodded yes.

“You are right I don’t want to do that.  Could you do it yourself?  I could run up and get you one.  You put one on yourself when all this started right.”  Her tone again wasn’t mean or judgmental.

“Umm.  Yes.  I guess.”  I said. 

Allie quickly jumped up and went upstairs.  She was back within a minute with one of my diapers in her hand that she brought over to me. 

I took it and went back behind the love seat where she wouldn’t be able to see me.  I tried to lay down and my dress kept getting caught up behind me.  I finally got it bunched up enough and undid the tapes on my wet diaper.  I pulled it out from under me and slide the new one into place.  So far so good I thought.  I brought the tapes around to the front.  It didn’t feel near as tight as when mom put one on me. 

I rolled up my wet diaper like I had seen mom do and stood up.  I walked out from behind the love seat, and I felt the diaper moving.  I also saw Allie start to laugh.   I knew that she couldn’t keep being nice to me and I guess she thought it was funny that I had changed my own diaper.  I shot her a dirty look.

“I am sorry.  It just looks funny.  The back of your dress is caught in your diaper.”  She started to laugh again. 

As soon as she said it, I realized what was going on also.  I felt the back of my legs exposed. 

“Let me help you.  Come here and turn away from me.”  She instructed. 

I followed her instructions and felt her free the back of my dress from the diaper and let it fall back down and cover my legs. 

“There- all better.” Allie said. 

The problem was my diaper was now even looser and it felt like it might fall down.  My face must have shown that there was a problem. 

“What is wrong?”  She asked. 

Without thinking I said.  “My diaper is really loose.  I think it is going to fall off.”

“Jesus.  Who knew this would such a problem?  Alright, lay down.  I can’t let you have a leaking diaper.  Mom would kill me.  She lost her shit when you leaked on the couch.” 

My eyes popped open in shock.  There is no way I was going to have Allie put the diaper on me.

Seeing my face, she said.  “Relax.  I am not taking your diaper off.  I am just going to tighten the tapes on it.  Trust me I don’t want to see any under your diaper either.” 

Allie got off the couch and kneeled on the ground and gestured to the floor next to her.  I moved closer still leery of what she was going to do. 

“Hold on.”  She grabbed my dress and held the back of it as I sat down on the floor.

“Now lay back.”  She instructed.

I felt the dress bunched up under my back.  Allie then pulled the front up and laid it on my stomach.  I felt her pull the tapes off on one side of the diaper and then pull them tight across the front.  She immediately did the other side.  I instantly recognized the diaper was as tight as when mom did it.  Maybe tighter.

I stood up and smiled at her.  “Thank you, Allie.”

“Your welcome Sissy.” She smiled as she said it.  “Only kidding you.  Kind of.  I totally don’t understand any of this, but it must be important to you, so whatever.”  

That was the nicest thing she may have ever said to me.  I reached out to her to hug and started to cry. 

“Um… okay.  Uh.  Wow.  Am I really that much of a bitch to you?” 

I squeezed her tight in response and then we sat down on the couch.  I gathered up some courage and blurted.  “Do you like being a girl?” 

“What? What do you mean?”  Allie looked at me curiously. 

“Do you like being a girl?  Like do you like being able to wear girl clothes, dresses and all that stuff?” I couldn’t look at her as I asked. 

“Umm… I don’t know if I have ever thought about it much.  I just wore the stuff mom got me.  Or at least until a couple years ago I did.  Mom lets me pick out my stuff now.  I do like the colors.  And as I think about it is more fun picking out dresses and stuff now that I am teenager.  Oh, and I love painting my nails…  oh… and ear rings.  So yes, I like being a girl.”  She had held her hand out when she mentioned painting her nails and he smile was really big when she finished talking.

“How about makeup, do you like that?”  I asked still not able to look at her. 

“Why are you asking about this stuff?  The answer is yes.  Mostly because it makes me look older.  I do hate how much time it takes to puy on, and I hate having to take it off at night.”  She had raised an eyebrow as she had started to answer.

I wanted to ask her about bras, but I knew that wouldn’t go well.  I was trying to remember the other things that mom had told me she and Allie talked about during girl time.  They talked about boys.  I had heard Leslie mention a boy that Allie was interested in, I really didn’t want to talk about boys and thought that might upset her if I mentioned it. 

“Is there anything you don’t like about being a girl?”  I asked. 

She had started to play with her phone again and looked up at me.  “Not sure what all these questions are about?  Hmm… not really.  Well yes, there is one thing, but I don’t think we should talk about that.  Mom said that was something that was pretty much only girls talked to each other about.” 

“What?  I want to know!”  I begged. 

“Well, it is something that happens as you get older.  It has only been going on with me for about a year.”  She was being cryptic.  I thought I knew though.  It wasn’t like I hadn’t had sex ed in school and they talked about it there. 

I looked at her quietly and said.  “Periods?” 

Her eyes opened wide, shocked that I had said that.  You could tell she was thinking about how to respond to that. 

“Yes.  How did you know?”  She asked. 

“I kind of guessed but also because of sex ed.  So, you don’t like them? Why?” I was actually curious. 

“I can’t believe we are talking about this, but you are sitting there wearing a princess dress and want to be called Cindy now.  Do you really want to know?” 

Her comments about the dress and being called Cindy had caused me to look away from her.  I nodded to let her know that I did. 

“Well first they make you feel bad.  Sometimes really bad.  And they are… well they are messy.  I hate having to wear that stupid pad.”  She was talking quietly like she didn’t want anyone to know we were talking about this. 

“Thanks for telling me.”  I said sincerely. 

I was absorbing this information when Allie said.  “Although you would probably like the pad since you like having that thick diaper between your legs.” 

I looked up at her red faced but she was smiling at me, and I realized her tone was more joking than mocking.

Jenny came up to me and grabbed my arm.  “Sing Mickey…  sing.” 

I looked up and the Frozen movie had just got to Elsa’s “Let it Go” spot.  Jenny wanted me to mimic Elsa.  I hesitated because of Allie being there but the smile on Jenny’s face persuaded me to get up and sing. 

At first, I just sang the song, but I slowly started to move like Elsa.  I snuck a quick glance at Allie and saw that she was pretending to be looking at her phone while watching me.  It looked she was actually smiling a little.  

When I did the turn at the very end to walk away, I looked up and saw Brian and Mom were watching also.  I couldn’t read the look on Brian’s face, but mom actually looked happy.  They didn’t say anything and moved into the kitchen. 

Allie whispered to me.  “I hope they are using some type of protection.  I don’t need any more little sisters.  Two is more than enough.” 

It took a second for me to understand everything she had just said.  First, she was saying that Mom and Brian had been upstairs having sex.  Second, she was saying she considered me a little sister now just like Jenny.  I wasn’t sure if I should comment but when Allie laughed, I realized she thought she was being clever and funny. 

Mom came into the family room about fifteen minutes later and got on the ground to play with Jenny some.  Allie and I were sitting on the couch. 

“Mik.. Cindy.  What is this diaper doing here?”  Mom suddenly asked. 

I looked over and saw the diaper that I had taken off earlier.  I had forgotten about it.  I had planned to run it up and put in the diaper pail in mine and Jenny’s room. 

“Uh… when you were upstairs with Brian, I was really wet so Allie ran up and got a diaper for me and I changed it.”  I said very quickly. 

“You changed yourself?  You know the rules about that.”  Mom said sternly. 

“Umm…  Allie helped me.”  I said glancing over at Allie. 

“You helped him… her I mean?” Mom said directly to Allie. 

“She put it on.  I just tightened up the tapes and made sure it was on tight.”  Allie responded defensively.  “We didn’t want to disturb you and Brian.”

Mom blushed and Allie’s comment about being disturbed before saying to me.  “Okay, I guess. Just remember the rules.  If you want to do this, you have to do it all the way.” 

She got up and headed back to the kitchen and it wasn’t long after that she announced that dinner was ready.  Brian loved mom’s baked chicken and complimented her on it several times.  Jenny and I had chicken nuggets and Kraft Mac and Cheese. Most of the talk was about what everyone had done all week.  Mom told him about Allie’s and Steve’s adventures and said the babies had pretty much just stayed home.

“So, I guess it will be just you and me for fishing tomorrow, Stevie.  Are you excited about that?”  Brian asked as he peaked at me out of the corner of his eye. 

I had forgotten that before he had left Brian and had promised a fishing trip for the boys on the Saturday after he got back.  Since I wasn’t being considered one of the boys right now, they weren’t going to take me with them.  I wasn’t upset by this.  I had never really enjoyed fishing anyways.  I had only gone because it seemed to make Brian happy. 

“I am, I can’t wait.  Are we going to place with the big bass?”  Steve asked. 

“If that is where you want to go.” Brian responded. 

“And Allie I am still taking you dress shopping for the summer formal at the club tomorrow, right?  We are meeting Leslie and her mom at MacCallisters correct?”  Mom asked Allie. 

“Yes.  I will text Leslie to confirm the time, but I think it is ten o’clock.”  Allie said.

I wondered who was going to watch Jenny and me.  I assumed it would be Aunt Marie or maybe our cousin Christine.  I was still deciding if I wanted to take mom up on her offer to stop with acting like a toddler.  The biggest thing I didn’t want to give up was the diaper changes.  Right now, I was getting changed about five times a day.  If I was just a bed wetter that would mean only being diapered before bed. 

We had eaten dinner later than normal and when it was over mom asked Allie and Steve to clean up the kitchen while she took first Jenny up for a bath and then me.  I had gone into the family room with Brian while mom was bathing Jenny.  We didn’t really talk; he was distracted by his phone, but he kept looking at me.  I couldn’t tell if it was curiosity or if his looks showed some disapproval at how I was dressed.

Mom brought Jenny down all wrapped up in a towel with a fresh diaper and her PJs in her hand.  She dropped her in Steve’s lap before taking my hand and leading me upstairs.  We first stopped in mine and Jenny’s room before she removed my dress and hung it in the closet. 

Next, we headed to the bathroom for my bath.  We ran into Allie in the hallway and when she saw me in just my diaper a look of surprise came over her face.  That quickly changed to a smile, and she winked at me before opening the door to her room and going in.

Mom washed my hair first and then the rest of my body.  “Have you thought anymore about what you want to do starting tomorrow?” 

“Some, I honestly would love to not poop in a diaper anymore.”  I told her.

“What about the rest of it?  What would you like not having to do anymore, or what would you miss?” Mom asked.

I thought a minute. “I would miss the diaper changes, a lot.  I would miss you giving me a bottle.  I don’t think I would miss the having to wear the rompers, onesies, etc. but I would miss the princess dresses.”  

“Hmm.  Okay.  Well maybe we can figure out how to slowly move past the toddler part.  So, you know I wouldn’t miss changing your poopy diapers.”  She laughed. 

The bath was finished, and I was led back to my bed while wrapped up in my towel.  Mom gathered the cloth diaper, pins, and plastic pants and when she brought them over to the bed I was already lying on my back.  She slide the cloth diaper under me then liberally sprinkled powder over my groin.  She pinned it tightly on me and then pulled the plastic pants up over it.  I was put in my Sleeping Beauty PJs and my mom took my hand to go back down stairs.   

Steve and Brian were in the kitchen, and I could hear them talking about their fishing trip.  Allie was actually on the floor playing with Jenny. Mom told me to hop into the family room while she got the bottles ready.  I went and sat on the couch.

A few minutes later she came out holding a bottle in her hand and Brian followed with one in his hand.  Mom came and sat next to me while motioning for me to move into position.  I watched as Brian picked up Jenny and brought her to the love seat to feed her bottle to her. 

Wrapped in my mom’s arms with the side of my face resting on top of her breast, while sucking on the nipple of the bottle, I felt a level of comfort that I couldn’t really describe.  I actually slowed my sucking down some to let myself enjoy the feeling as long as possible.  Jenny was done with her bottle first and Brian took her upstairs. 

When I finished mine mom led me upstairs and when we entered the room Brian was sitting on my bed with Jenny in his lap reading her a book.  Mom sat down next him and patted the bed next to her, so I sat there.  Brian finished that book and picked up another and read that.  When it was done, he picked Jenny up and put her in her crib. 

Mom had pulled my sheets and blanket back and I climbed into my bed.  She pulled everything up and tucked me tightly in.  She grabbed my pacifier from the night stand and popped it into my mouth and gave me a quick half hug while telling me she loved me and to sleep well. 

I was surprised that Brian had moved over next to the bed and as mom moved out of the way he leaned down, put a hand on my shoulder, then kissed my forehead before saying.  “Sleep well princess.” 

The turned the light out as they excited the room, and I may have been asleep before they made it downstairs.

[kerry]

On 6/30/2022 at 3:30 PM, fireandcrinkles said:

Allie was still guarded around Steve

oops...Brian

[Eagle0769]

Like all parents they want only the best for their children. Brian was told what was going on and I'm sure his wife explained every thing to him. 

I'm wondering if Mike sorry Cindy has always had female thoughts about being a diapered baby girl and maybe deep down he was really a sissy and now he is Ok with the changes his mother is suggesting. 

Cindy's attraction to his Mommys breasts I wonder if he sorry again her mother noticed. If she starts dressing her older then a toddler she would not be able to breast feed her if she wanted to. 

Now that Brian is back Steve will be able to talk to a man about what and why his older brother is doing this and why him and his mother are Ok with it. 

[fireandcrinkles]

Part 11

I woke up when I heard noises in the hallway.  I could see some light coming into the room, so I knew the sun was up and it was morning.  I shifted in my bed and felt the cold and wet cloth diaper press against me.  A second later I realized that if it was cold that meant I wet it before waking up.  Had I actually accidentally wet my diaper? 

I tried to figure out what the noises in the hallway were and finally realized it was probably Brian and Steve getting ready to leave on the their fishing trip.  I then remembered that meant Jenny and I were going to have a babysitter at some point today.  I was kind of hoping it would be Christine. 

The other thing I was thinking about was mom’s idea that I stop acting like a toddler who had to be diapered all the time and start wearing pull ups during the day, at least for a while, and diapers at night.  That would also mean no more bottles and pacifiers.  She did say that I could continue to wear girly clothes if I wanted. 

The cold from the wet cloth diaper was definitely a good reason to stop the constant diaper wearing.  I had never liked how it felt when I wet the cloth diapers. Mom said that if I wanted, I could wear disposables at night which I really enjoyed wearing and wetting.  And not popping in a diaper would be really great. 

I would miss the bottles but mostly I would miss being close to mom and her holding me while giving it to me.  She did say that she would make sure we would have some special time together.  She called it girl time when she and Allie would spend time alone together. If I kept wearing girly stuff maybe I could get girl time also I thought. 

I had asked Allie about girl time and what they talked about.   She told me that it was mostly about clothes, make up, and stuff like that.  I also knew they talked about boys and other things like periods.

While I was thinking about all of this Jenny had woken up and she was now standing up in her crib.  Right after she stood up the door to our room opened. 

“Good morning, Princesses.”  Mom sang as she came into the room. 

Jenny threw her arms up for mom to pick her up and I rolled out of bed.  With Jenny on her hip mom stuck her other arm out to me and grabbed me hand and we headed down stairs.  My wet diaper sagged between my legs as I walked.  Mom sat Jenny on the love seat, and I sat on the couch while she turned on Mickey’s Clubhouse on the TV then headed into the kitchen. 

A couple minutes later she returned and picked Jenny up and she started to nurse on her bottle.  When she finished mom moved over to the couch and I snuggled into her as she gave me my bottle.  Mom smiled at me almost the whole time I nursed on it. 

I finished it and as mom sat it on the end table she asked. “Have you decided what you want to do?  Was that your last bottle.” 

I hesitated and saw her raise an eyebrow.  “I think so.  I really like it when you hold me though.” 

“I really like holding you also sweetie.”  She hugged me as she said it. 

Mom’s phone dinged indicating she had a text message.  She picked it up off the back of the couch.  Her face became one of concern and then I heard her say “shit.” 

“What is wrong Mommy?” I asked. 

“Both your Aunt Marie and Christine are sick this morning.  They were going to babysit you and Jenny while I took your sister dress shopping.”  She responded. 

I watch her move off the couch and head into the kitchen.  When I changed my position, I realized just how wet and uncomfortable my cloth diaper was.  This was something else I would not miss.  I had planned to ask mom if I could possibly be changed once in the mornings when I stopped wearing diapers full time.  Saving the pullups for the rest of the day. 

I could hear mom moving in the kitchen and figured she was making breakfast.  That proved to be true when she came out and got Jenny and me and yelled upstairs to Allie that breakfast was ready.  At this point I really wanted to get out the diaper I was wearing but could tell now wasn’t a good time to ask. 

“What time are we leaving mom?  And who is watching the babies?”  Allie asked walking into the kitchen.

“We were going to leave at 09:30 but….”  Mom started. 

“Going to leave?  Why aren’t leaving at 09:30?” Allie cut her off. 

“Your Aunt and cousin are sick and can’t babysit.” Mom told her. 

“Mike or Cindy whoever… can watch Jenny.  Just because he wants to play baby doesn’t mean I should miss out on this.  You know how much I have been looking forward to it.”  Allie forcefully. 

I could tell my mom was thinking about it.  I made a quick decision.  Allie had been pretty nice to me yesterday.  

“Mom…  or mommy.  Allie is right.  I can watch her.  I don’t want Allie to miss out.”  I said. 

Allie’s face showed she was surprised at my offer and she said.   “Thank you Mi… Cindy.  And as soon as we get back you can go right back to being a baby and I promise I will stop teasing you about it.” 

“That was sweet, of both of you, but… the rule is all the time or none of the time and I am not going to break that just because it is convenient.  There is another option and that is that the babies go with us.” 

“What!?!?”  Allie and I said in unison. 

“It was going to happen at some point.  Cindy can’t stay in the house forever.  And since she wants to be treated as being a little older this should be easy.” 

I sat listening and felt my heart beating faster.  It sounded like mom was going to take me out into public.  Was she going to be make me wear a diaper?  Would she make me wear the clothes I have been wearing?  What would happen if someone saw me? 

I was also feeling a need to poop.   When I woke up, I was thinking that I might be able to use the pottie today and not have to poop in a diaper and was pretty excited about it.   I was planning on asking mom about that this morning. 

I started to head into the kitchen to talk to her when Allie stepped in front of me.  She grabbed my arms tightly. 

“If I don’t get to get a new dress for the summer formal because of your… diaper stuff I am make sure the whole world knows about all this.   I don’t care how mom punishes me for it.”  You could see the anger in her eyes. 

“I am sorry Allie.  I told mom I would watch Jenny.”  I responded.

I could see that Allie recognized that I had done that.  “True.  I guess you did do that.  Still, this means a lot to me.  I have been looking forward to this, both the summer formal and getting a new dress.” 

I really needed to poop now and just wanted to get away from Allie and ask mom if she would take my cloth diaper off and let me use the toilet. 

“I bet you will look really beautiful in your new dress Allie.”  I said hoping to get her to let me go. 

“Uh… thanks.”  Allie let go of my arms and looked confused. 

I stepped into the kitchen.  “Mom… um… can I…  well..  I need… to…”

“Honey…  I made waffles and put some strawberries on a plate for you all.  I will have Allie watch you all while you eat.  I need to check on something in the basement.  I think I have a solution for today.”  She said quickly and stepped out. 

I heard her speak to Allie before heading over to the door to the basement stairs.  Allie came into the kitchen a second later carrying Jenny and put her in her highchair before sitting down to eat herself. I sat down and quickly ate.  I got up from the table. 

“Where are you going?  Mom told me to watch you all?”  Allie asked. 

“I need to talk to mom.”  I said quickly. 

At this point it was all I could do to not poop; I was really uncomfortable.  I went upstairs and slowly went into mom’s room.  I saw a bunch of clothes laying on her bed, I also hear the shower running and figured out that was wear my mom was. 

Allie yelled up the stairs.  “Mike….  I mean Cindy.  Where are you?  Come down here, please.” 

The way she said please was more a question than a command.  I didn’t want to get in trouble with mom if Allie told her I wasn’t listening to her. So went back down stairs and Allie gave me a quick smile, recognizing that I had followed her directions.  I had to poop right now so, like I had done before, I went over to my pooping spot behind the love seat and filled my diaper. 

The relief I felt was quickly overtaken with how much I hated how it felt in my diaper.  When I was pooping, I had peed more and now my cloth diaper and plastic pants where a complete wreck.   I sunk onto my knees because I didn’t want to sit in my diaper. 

“Oh wow.  That really, really stinks.  I hope mom is down soon to change you.”  Allie said. 

I didn’t say anything in response, but I was hoping she was also.  It felt like this diaper was as messy as when mom made me go straight into the shower after pooping in a diaper. 

“I could maybe understand the being diapered part, and the bottle part, and getting mom’s attention.  And I even get the girly clothes part, kind of, girl’s clothes are way more fun.  But this part.  I am sorry it is just yucky.  And the smell...” 

Allie was cut off as mom entered the family room.  “The smell is right.  Cindy, I am guessing you messed your diaper?  Are you sure you are ready for pull ups instead if you are still doing that?” 

“I tried to tell you I really needed to go but you were busy.”  I responded.  

“Come on.  Let’s go get you cleaned up and changed.  I am not even sure one of Steve’s pull ups are going to fit you.  If they don’t then you will have to keep wearing diapers until I can get some in your size.”  Mom had put her hand out indicating I needed to go with her. 

I got up.  Every step in the messy cloth diaper was miserable.  Even if I had decided I pretty much wanted to act a little older than toddler before this I would have now.  When we got to mine, and Jenny’s room mom told me to hold on.  She moved my PJs out of the way and pulled the back of plastic pants out.

“Oh yea.  Wow.  Straight to the bathroom Princess.”  She directed the yelled down stairs.  “Allie, as soon as I get Cindy cleaned up you can take a shower.  Please keep an eye on Jenny until then.”

“Okay.  If you are going to clean her in the shower, can you turn the fan on, please.”  Allie yelled back. 

Mom laughed as she hit the switch for the fan.  She delicately removed my PJs, then the plastic pants, and finally the diaper.  She was able to get most of the mess into the toilet and then wrapped the rest of it up. 

The shower was quick, and mom told me to go in and wait on my bed.  She ran the diaper down to the laundry room and I could hear her coming back up.  She brought Jenny into the room and sat her next to me.  Then went out of the room again.  When she came back there were clothes in one hand and a pull up in the other. 

“Stand up and see if you can step into this?”  She held the pull up open. 

I stepped into it, and she pulled it up my legs.  As it went up my thighs and she pulled it over my butt you could tell it was stretched a lot.  It definitely felt tight on me.  I noticed it didn’t feel as thick as my disposable diapers. but I still felt some bulk between my legs.  I liked the feel of the disposable better, but this wasn’t bad. 

“Okay.  Well, that doesn’t look too bad.  This might work out okay.  I don’t think Steve is going to need the last case so if you use them, we won’t have wasted any money.”  Mom smiled at me. 

She looked through the clothes she had put on the bed and picked up a pale lavender pair of shorts they had a ruffle like material around the legs. 

“This is a pair of Allie’s shorts.  She won’t wear them anymore because… you know teenage girl… so 13 going 23.”  She chuckled a little.  “I don’t think they will fit but it worth trying.  Step in.” 

Just like the pull up I stepped in, and mom brought the pulled the shorts up my legs.  With a struggle she was able to get them over the butt of my pull up but buttoning and zipping them wasn’t going to work. 

“Yea… I thought it was wishful thinking.  Maybe they could be your next step.  They will fit fine when you get to training panties.”  She smiled at me.  “I have an old skirt here that will work.  Funny I thought Allie was too old when she insisted on getting this.” 

I removed the shorts and then stepped into the skirt mom was holding.  It was pink and it had large pleats that flared out that landed just below mid-thigh on me.  The waist was elastic and although tight it was able to fit on me.  I looked down and it had Barbie’s signature written on it over the left thigh area.

“Perfect.  Funny I am remembering you playing with Allie and her Barbie Dolls years ago.  Maybe I should have seen this coming.” 

It was true.  From the time that Allie was old enough to have a Barbies until I was about 11 or 12, I would play with Allie and her dolls.  Allie always wanted me to play with her Ken doll, but I would also grab a Barbie instead. 

Mom pulled a white V neck tee shirt over my head.  The sleeves were a little shorter than a boys and had lace trim that matched the lace on the neck.   

“You look pretty.  One last thing.  I will be right back.” She left the room. 

She came back a few seconds later holding shoes in her hand.  They were a white strapped pair of sandals. 

“I have a pretty small foot so I think we will be able to get these on your feet reasonable.  Sit down.”  She directed.

I sat on the bed, and she put the shoes on my feet and snugged the straps down. 

“A little big but none of Allie’s would have fit.” She walked to the dresser and came back with a brush and barrettes in her hand. 

She brushed my hair and put them in place.  I saw her step back and smile, so I got up and went over to the full-length mirror.  With the outfit and my hair done I looked like a very cute seven- or eight-year-old giant girl.  Everyone was going to stare at me when went outside that was for sure.   

Mom changed Jenny and took us downstairs.  I saw her get Jenny’s diaper bag out and check its contents. She ran upstairs and came back down holding a couple more of Jenny’s diapers and it looked like a couple of pull ups.  She shoved them in the bag. 

“Okay Cindy.  Since you are wearing a pull up you need to tell me if you need to pee, okay?  You can only pee in the pull up if mommy says so.”  She told me. 

Allie came down a few minutes later.  As she walked down the stairs, I was surprised at how old she looked.  She was wearing denim skirt with a lavender shirt that was tighter than what she normally wore, and you could definitely notice her boobs and even just a little cleavage.  She had obviously also put on more make up than normal. She looked very pretty. 

“You look amazing Allie!”  Mom said and went and gave her a hug.  “All my girls look so pretty this morning.” 

Allie looked at me and smirked.  I figured that was better than laughing or saying somethings mean or nasty.  You could tell that she was proud of how she looked. 

“Allie, you look beautiful.”  I said and I meant it. 

Allie face showed a little surprise and for a second, I think she waited for me to add something.  Or maybe she was trying to see something in face that would let her know I didn’t mean what I said.  My mom though turned and smiled at me. 

“Thank you, Mike… I mean Cindy.”  She stammered out.  “You look… um you look cute, I guess.” 

I laughed some internally.  I knew that had to be difficult for her to say.  Even if I wasn’t dressed like a young girl, she would have had a hard time complimenting me. 

Mom grabbed Jenny’s diaper bag and her purse and scooped Jenny up.  She motioned Allie and I out the front door.  I started to panic as I stepped outside and looked around to see if any of the neighbors were watching. 

I moved quickly to my mom’s car which was a Suburban.  When I stopped at the passenger door to wait for mom to unlock it, she directed me to back door on the other side.  She then told Allie she would be sitting up front and she strapped Cindy into her car seat as I climbed into the seat next to her.  I looked up and saw Allie beaming at her new seat assignment. 

On the drive to store Allie and mom talked about what kind of dress Allie wanted.  She said she was thinking lace but maybe sparkly instead.  She asked mom if she could get shoes also and told her she wanted something with a heel on it.  Mom gave a tepid response to the question about the heels. 

We pulled into the parking lot of the shop and mom carefully parked the car.  Allie jumped out and walked over to where Leslie and her mom were waiting.  I saw that Leslie was wearing an almost identical outfit to Allies.  Mom pulled Jenny out of her car seat. 

“Cindy, hop out.  I will meet you on the side walk.”  I heard her say and she closed the door on Jenny’s side. 

I slowly opened the door.   I hadn’t thought about Leslie’s mom seeing me dressed like this plus everyone in the store.  I slide out and stood next to car until mom was with the rest of the group.  I came in behind her, trying to hide behind my mom and Jenny who she held on her hip. 

“Hi Cindy.  You look cute.  You look a little older or something.  Did your mom get you some new clothes?”  Leslie said. 

“Hi Leslie.  You look beautiful.”  I said quietly. 

“Oh, thank you.” She blushed. 

“Those are my old clothes from when I was like seven.”  Allie said emphasizing the word seven.

“They are yours from about two years ago and you insisted on getting that Barbie skirt.” Mom said laughing.

“Hi… Cindy.  Your mom told me all about you.”  Leslie’s mom said letting me know that she knew about the diapers and toddler stuff.

I mumbled a greeting back and we stepped inside the store.  Leslie pulled on my arm. 

“Are you wearing a diaper under that skirt?”  Leslie asked in an almost whisper. 

“A pull up.”  I said back trying keep my voice even lower.

“You look really cute.  Although… I think I like when you are wearing a diaper better.”  Leslie smiled and winked at me.

A salesperson greeted Leslie and my mom.  They talked about what they were looking for and then we were all led over to the Misses formal dresses.  There were some dressing rooms near there and just outside of that area were benches to sit on along with several mirrors.

Mom set Jenny on the ground and pulled out her Elsa and Annie plushies out the diaper bag and handed them to her.  Jenny immediately brought the Elsa one over to me and it was obvious she wanted me to play with her.  I told her maybe in a minute, so she started to play alone.

Right now, I had two problems.  The first one was I really didn’t want Leslie or her mom to see me playing with the plushies.  The other one was I had just peed in my pull up.  I didn’t wet it completely, but I had definitely wet it, and not on purpose, I had just suddenly felt pee spurting into it and I had to really concentrate to get it to stop. 

Mom had told me I was supposed to tell her when I needed to pee.  She had said I was only allowed to pee in them if she said it was okay.  She hadn’t said what I was supposed to do if I had and accident in it.  Was I supposed to tell her I had an accident and now try to use the bathroom?  I tried to remember when Allie was in pull up and what the rules were.   

My bladder was pretty full, and I really needed to pee some more.   The other problem I had was I had no idea how much pee the pull up would hold.  It had swelled up some from the peeing I had already done but it felt different than my diapers. 

I was just getting ready to ask mom if I could talk to her alone when Allie and Leslie both stepped out of the dressing room wearing the first dresses they had tried on.  Allie had a light pink lace dress on.  It was pretty and it did look good on her.  Leslie’s dress was a light teal with a beading that sparkled. 

Leslie’s mom and my mom got up and looked them over, complimenting the dresses and how pretty the girls looked in them.  Leslie kept pulling at the hips of her dress and you could tell she wasn’t happy with the fit.  I heard Allie and mom agree that her dress was pretty but wasn’t fabulous. 

I spurted some more pee into the pull up.  Again, it just happened, and I had to focus even harder this time to make it stop.  My bladder was happy to have some of the relief from the pressure.  It couldn’t tell how the pull up was doing as far as holding the pee that was in it.  Because it was a little small when mom had put it on me it had already felt pretty tight so I couldn’t judge it by that. 

Allie had found another dress and brought it back and went into the dressing room.  Leslie did the same a few minutes later.  Mom had finally moved away a little from Leslie’s mom, so I moved over to quietly ask her about going to pee in the bathroom. 

“Mommy, I need to go to the pottie.”  I quietly said.

“Already?  I swear as far a peeing you became a real toddler in five days.”  She said exasperated.  “Okay, when Allie comes out, she can watch Jenny while I take you.”  

I hoped Allie would step out soon because I was really working hard to keep myself from peeing.  I sat on the bench and could feel myself squirming. 

Leslie actually stepped out first.  Her dress was a light blue and fit her perfectly.  It was satin and came to just above her knees.  She had a huge smile on her face as she stepped out and she walked over to her mother.  He mom looked at her stepped up and hugged her, smiling also. 

Leslie moved close to me.  “I picked this because the color reminded me of Cinderella’s dress.  Do you like it?” 

I did like it.  It looked great on her.  I stood up and said.  “Yes. You look beautiful Leslie.”

“Thank you.”  She suddenly wrapped her arms around me gave me a hug. 

I was shocked by that and surprised by how much I liked how it felt.  Leslie let me go and then moved back towards her mom.  Allie was stepping out of the dressing room right then.  She was wearing a lavender sequined dress.

Her dress was amazing.  It made Allie look a lot older.  It came to midthigh and again you could see that Allie actually had cleavage in it.  I was in awe of how both how old Allie looked and how beautiful her dress was. 

“Oh Allie.  That dress and you look fantastic.  You really do, but I am sorry I don’t think you are old enough for it.  I am…”  Mom was cut off. 

“Are you peeing right now?”  Allie said in shock. 

I felt the pee running down the inside of my thigh.  I must have lost my concentration on not peeing between Leslie’s hug and seeing Allie and her dress.

My mom whipped her head around. “Stop!”  

I wanted to but I couldn’t or maybe I did.  The pull up was so soaked through it was hard to tell if I was still peeing or if it was just overload with pee and that was pouring out of it.  

“Oh my God!  I can’t believe this.” Mom shouted. 

A salesperson saw the puddle under my feet.  Thankful the floor was tile.  She turned and went into the back room returning with a roll of paper towels that she handed my mom.  My mom gave me a death stare as she kneeled down and whipped my pee up with the paper towels. 

“Thank you.”  She told the sales person. “Where are the restrooms?”

The sales person pointed to the sign on the far wall and mom picked up the diaper bag and grabbed my wrist telling Allie to watch Jenny.  I felt like I was being pulled as mom marched me to the restroom.   

The door hadn’t finished closing when I heard.  “You couldn’t hold it for five minutes?  Five minutes?”

I didn’t answer her and just stared at my feet. 

“Turn around.  Let me check this skirt.  At least you didn’t get that wet, thank God for small miracles.  There is nothing I can do about my shoes you are wearing.”  Her tone was still angry but at least she seemed to be calming down a little.  “Step out of the skirt.” 

I did as she instructed, handed it to her and the skirt was laid on the sink counter.  

“Wow.  That pull up is soaked.  Did you wet it before you pissed all over yourself?”  Her tone was back to angry. 

“A little I guess.”  I responded tears began to form in my eyes.

“You guess?  You don’t know if you peed in it?  Or you know and don’t want to tell me.” 

“I peed just a little twice.”  I still couldn’t look at her. 

“Twice? And you didn’t think you should tell me?  And you know that the pull up is just to protect against an accident, right?  They aren’t like the diapers you like so much and meant to be peed in.”  Her tone was flattening again.  “Wait, did you have an accident.  Like, did you not pee in it twice before on purpose?” 

“I sort of did.  It just spurted out when my bladder felt really full.”  I looked up for the first time. 

“Spurted out?  You couldn’t stop if from doing that?”  Her tone was now more of concern.

“I don’t think so.”  I said quietly. 

She didn’t respond but she ripped the sides of the pull up and threw it in the trash.  She then pulled some wipes out and a new pull up out of Jenny’s diaper bag.  After cleaning my groin and my leg she motioned for me to step into the new pull up and then put the skirt back on me.  After washing her hands, she took my wrist again and we headed out. 

“You are back in diapers as soon as we get home.  Then I need to talk to your step dad.  I agreed to all of this but never thought it would mean that you would end up having to wear diapers.”  She said this flatly with no malice in her voice. 

Leslie and Allie were standing right where we left them when we got back.  Leslie had a look of pity for me on her face.  Allie looked like she wanted to kill me.   Mom motioned me to sit on the bench which I did, and she steered Allie away from the group.  Again, I was surprised at how grown up and pretty Allie looked in her dress. I was also surprised at the feeling the dress caused in me.  I knew I wanted to wear one just like it.

When mom and Allie returned, Allie was smiling although she did shoot me a dirty look.  She was holding a new dress; this one was red, and she entered the dressing room with it.   Leslie came over and sat next to me on the bench.  She had changed back to the clothes she had worn into the store. 

“You, okay?”  She asked. 

“Yes, I guess.  My mom is really mad at me and so is Allie.”  I didn’t look up. 

“I am sure they will get over it.  Did you really not know you were peeing?”  Leslie tone was empathetic.

“No, not really.  Or maybe.  I don’t know.  What I do know is I really wish I didn’t like being like this.”  I was sincere in my statement. 

“But you like it when you are home right?  Like you like wearing diapers, you like wetting them, you like wearing girl things.”  Leslie was smiling at me. 

“Yes.  I do.”  I mumbled. 

Allie stepped out of the dressing room and Leslie immediately got up and walked over to her.  I couldn’t her their conversation, but I saw they were each smiling.   I thought the previous dress Allie had tried on looked way better.  You could see in Allie’s face that she wasn’t as excited about this dress as she was the last one.

Mom asked Allie to move closer to her and had her turn while she looked her over.  I think my mom was trying to get excited about this dress but even she couldn’t when compared to the last one.  I saw mom sigh heavily. 

“Allie, which dress have you liked the best?” She asked. 

“The second one mom.  I know you said I wasn’t old enough to wear it, but I love that dress.”  Allie responded. 

“Okay, put it on again.  Let me look at it one more time.”  Mom said with a little resignation in her voice.

Allie did a small jump and big smile spread across her face and she quickly went back into the dressing room. 

Mom sat down next to me.  “Do you need to pee?” 

I shook my head no. 

“Which dress did you think was best?”  She asked. 

I was surprised she asked me but quickly said.  “The lavender one.  It is really pretty.” 

“Yea.  Do you wish you could wear it?”  Her tone had changed as she asked that. 

“Um… maybe.”  I said shyly. 

Allie stepped back out of the dressing room and her face was beaming.   I saw Leslie’s mom look over at my mom with a look that said you know that is the one for her. 

“You look amazing.”  Leslie told her. 

Mom sighed again.  “Okay.  I still think that dress is a little too old for you, but you do look amazing.  Let’s see if we can find some shoes for you.” 

Mom and Allie did find some shoes.  They were a pair of nude colored strap sandals with a two-inch block heel.  Allie and wanted a taller heel but mom put her foot down on that. 

After the dresses and shoes were paid for, we all walked across the parking lot to the Panera and got lunch.  It seemed like every five minutes or so mom asked me if I needed to use the pottie.  I didn’t and would just shake my head no when asked.   It was embarrassing to keep being asked in front of Leslie and her mom.

She asked one last time before we left for the normally twenty-minute drive home, and I still said no although I was starting to feel a little pressure in my bladder.  For the drive we got back into the same seats as we had for the drive over.  Jenny and I were in the back, and Allie was up front again.   We had made it about halfway home when traffic came to a dead stop. 

I got a little nervous about traffic not moving as my bladder pressure increased.  Jenny had fallen asleep in her car seat.  My eyes felt a little heavy also.  I felt a tinge of jealousy as I listened to Mom and Allie up front talking about her new dress and about the summer formal. 

I woke up as I felt the car moving.  I had drifted off to sleep without realizing it had happened.  I am not sure how long I had been asleep.  As I cleared my head and figured out was going on I realized that my pull up was very wet.  I must have wet it while I was sleeping. 

I reached under the skirt I has on, and I immediately realized that I felt wetness on the cloth material and on the bottom of my thighs.  This caused me to lift up to feel the seat of the car.  It felt a little damp. 

“Mike… sorry Cindy…  what are you doing sweetie?  Why are you squirming around so much?  Are you doing a pee pee dance?”  Mom asked. 

I looked up and saw her looking at me in the rear-view mirror.  I knew I had to tell her what had happened, but I was very scared of her reaction.  I heard Allie snicker when mom had said pee pee dance. 

“Are you okay?”  Mom asked. 

“Umm…”  I couldn’t get myself to say more. 

“Umm what? Sweetie?  What is going on?”  Mom said.  “Oh no.  Don’t tell me you wet yourself again.” 

“Maybe.”  I said just over a whisper. 

“Jesus Christ. Are you serious?  What the hell.”  Mom said exasperated. 

We were taking the off ramp from the highway so I knew we would be home in five minutes, and we couldn’t get there fast enough. 

“Umm….  Mom?”  I responded. 

“What?” She said tersely. 

“My pull up leaked and I think it is on the seat.”  I said quietly. 

“Of course it did.  We are almost home, I will get Brian to deal with it while I am putting you back in diaper.”  You could hear the anger in her voice. 

Minutes later we pulled into the drive way.  As soon as we were parked, I heard mom tell Allie to get Jenny out of her car seat and if she stayed asleep to take her up to her crib.  Mom came around to my side of the car and grabbed my forearm and pulled me from the car and led me into the house. 

It seemed like seconds later I was laying on my back in my bed and my pull up was being ripped off, my groin cleaned with a wipe and new diaper was put in place.   I could see Allie laying Jenny, who was still asleep in crib.  Mom pushed a pacifier in my mouth and was out the door without a word. 

I laid in bed loving the feel of the thick diaper between my legs while at the same time thinking about how amazing Allie dress was and how much I wished I could wear something like that.

[Diapeered]

Uh oh looks like Mike/Cindy has lost his/her big kid privileges and will be back to diapers it seems like Mike had gotten into the habit of just releasing when his bladder was full and now he subconsciously does it instead of just holding on as long as he can when he needs to go, he probably even has worse control then Jenny if you compared the two looks like Mike/Cindy is the new baby of the family not Jenny

[Eagle0769]

It seems to me Mike/Cindy has lost control of his bladder and his mother doesn't realize it.

I really believe he wants to be a sissy. He is not saying no to any of his mothers changes?

[little won]

Enjoying this story a great deal. I hope it continues. Thanks for writing it.

[fireandcrinkles]

Part 12

I had never fallen asleep by the time mom came back in our room to get Jenny after she woke her from her nap.  It might have been because I had taken a quick nap in the car, but it was more likely because my mind was racing.  I knew mom was mad at me, but I had honestly had accidents earlier, I had not wet the pull up on purpose.  What that meant as far as me wearing diapers and how I was going be treated I wasn’t sure.

“Did you have a good nap, Jenny?”  Mom sang out to her. 

Jenny’s response was just to hold her hands up in the air to be picked up from her crib.  

“Let’s check this diaper to see if it needs a change.  No, all dry.  How about you are you dry?”  Mom tone had changed as she turned to me. 

“I am dry.”  I said without looking in her eye. 

“Well, that is a bit of shock.  Okay babies’ lets’ go down stairs.”  Jenny was on her hip, and she took hold of my wrist to lead the way. 

When we got downstairs Allie was sitting on the couch and Steve was on the love seat watching something on TV.  I didn’t see Brian.  Mom sat Jenny on the love seat with Steve and used her eyes to indicate I should sit on the couch with Allie. 

“I am getting the babies a snack.  Allie and Steve do you want anything?”  Mom asked.  

They both answered no, and mom went into the kitchen and quickly came back with Goldfish and apple juices, in sippy cups, for me and Jenny.  Brian walked in door as mom headed to the kitchen and you could see he had cleaning supplies in his hands.  I assumed he was cleaning up my accident from earlier.

“All clean, sweetie.” I heard him say as he stepped into the kitchen with her. 

“Thanks.  Sorry you had to do that.”  She replied. 

“Well, it beats cleaning up a dirty diaper.”  He laughed. 

“Yea.  That is for sure.  I thought I was done with those with him.  I guess that isn’t the case.”  Mom said in exasperation.  

It had gotten harder to hear what they were saying so I slide off the couch and grabbed some blocks and moved a little closer to where they were. I didn’t want Allie to be able to tell I was eavesdropping.  I missed a part of what Brian had said but picked up where he was in the conversation now. 

“….. so maybe you could just tell him you are done with it since it seems like it isn’t stopping.” 

“I wanted it to be his idea to stop.  If it isn’t, I am sure he will just sneak around doing it.  When Marie told me she thought I should totally baby him, when I called her in panic that first day, at first I thought it was crazy but then…” I heard mom say.

“But then?”  Brian asked.

“I thought she was right.  A fifteen-year-old would never want to be a baby all the time.”  I could hear mom’s heavy sigh as she stopped talking. 

“I thought the strategy was good also honestly.”  Brian responded. 

“When that didn’t stop him, she suggested moving him into Jenny’s room and to start suggesting he was baby girl and then he would break.   That didn’t work either, in fact, I think he likes that more than diapers.  Or maybe not.” 

When Brian didn’t say anything, mom continued. 

“And some of this my fault.  I favored Allie, although I didn’t think I did, and maybe Jenny.  Or at least he feels like I did. And I feel terrible he feels like I neglected him.”  It sounded like maybe mom was crying now. 

“Honey.  You love the kids.  You are an amazing mom.  We will figure this out.”  Brian told her. 

“How?  I don’t think he even knows what he wants now.  I know he likes, no loves the diapers, and he likes me holding him and giving him a bottle.  But… today… you should have seen how he looked at the dresses that Allie and Leslie were wearing.”   

“Well, you told me how much he likes the Disney Princess dresses you got!  I am not real surprised at that, honestly.” Brian responded. 

Mom laughed. “Yea, according to Maria that was what was going to push him over the edge to stop.  Wearing a princess dress.  I think that might have been his second favorite thing about all of this.” 

“So…  um… is it… I don’t know like a Rupaul thing?  He is going to grow up to be a drag queen that wears diapers for fun?”  Brian now sounded a little exasperated. 

“Well right now he is wearing diapers because he has to, not just because he wants to, at least for peeing.  And the girly stuff…  I think that is deeper.  I don’t know if it is because he somehow thinks I like our daughters better and it is his way to be close me. If it is that I will never forgive myself.  Or if he really has some gender identity issues.”  I heard mom sob again. 

I realized that I was crying a little now also.  I was shocked when I realized that Allie had moved over near me, she heard the last couple parts also.  She sank down on the floor and put her arm around me which caused my flood gates to open and cried openly.  Allie pulled me into a hug.

When mom stepped out of the kitchen, she saw Allie on the floor hugging me.  She dropped down on her knees. 

“What is going on?  Is everything okay?” Mom asked. 

Allie pulled back from the hug.  “She could hear you and Brian talking mom.” 

“Oh Mi…  umm Cindy…  I am sorry.”  Mom hadn’t sounded confident that Cindy was correct. 

“It is okay.  I am sorry I am so much trouble.”  I said through tears. 

“Sweetie… you aren’t trouble. I promise.  I got an idea.  How about we go up to my room for some girl time?  Would you like that?”  Mom smiled at me. 

“Uh… yes.  Sure.”  I quickly said. 

As I stood up, Allie stood at the same time.  She smiled at me and gave my hand a quick squeeze. 

“Can Allie come also?”  I suddenly decided to ask. 

I saw both my mom’s and Allies eye widened after I asked. 

“Of course, if you want her to.” Mom said.  “I will meet you all up there.” 

I moved towards the stairs with Allie behind me and watched Mom go over walk over to Brian who had come out of the kitchen and say something quietly in his ear. 

We got to Mom’s room, and I sat on the bed.  I wasn’t sure exactly what was going to happen but was a little excited that I was going to be a part of Mom and Allie’s special time together.  Plus, I realized that right now anytime I was given the chance to do something that was girly, I wanted to do it. 

Mom came in and closed the door.  She sat down next to me and put her arm around me and squeezed.  Allie had climbed up on the bed and sat at the head of it.  I saw mom turn towards her and smile. 

“Sweetie, I am really sorry you heard what Brian and I were talking about.  I want you to know that I love you and Brian loves you.  We are just having a hard time understanding what it is you want and honestly why you want it.” 

I didn’t respond.  Partly because I wasn’t sure if I totally knew what it was, I wanted myself.  I wasn’t sure what the boundaries were.  If I said that I just wanted to be able to wear disposable diapers and wet them was that okay?  That I wanted my mom to change them? 

Finally, I spoke.  “Did you really do all of this hoping it would make me stop?” 

“Honestly, yes, but when I saw the things you liked, it did make me happy to see you smile.  And I still don’t understand all of it, or what it is you really want? Do you know what it is you want?”  Mom asked gently. 

I still didn’t respond.  I stared down at the Barbie skirt I was wearing.  Would it be okay to wear girly things, at least around the house?  Could I get a dress like mom bought Allie earlier today? 

“Sweetie?” Mom probed again. 

“Remember yesterday when you asked if I liked being a girl?”  Allie suddenly said.  “Was that because you think you want to be a girl?” 

Mom’s face showed surprise that Allie and I had talked about that and asked.  “Is that what you want?”

“Maybe.” I quickly said. 

“Maybe?  What is about being a girl that you think you would like?”  Mom asked. 

“The clothes.  And this.” I said.

“And this?  What do you mean?” Mom took my hand. 

“Being here with you and Allie.” I said.  “Or earlier today being able to go shopping with you all.” 

“You liked going to the dress store?”  Allie asked that. 

“Yes, I loved seeing how pretty and happy you looked when you tried on those dresses.” I had turned to look at her. 

Allie showed surprise.  “Thank you.”

“Did you wish you could have been trying them on also?”  Mom asked. 

“Yes.”  I quickly said. 

“Okay.  What about makeup.  Do you want to wear that also?  Do you want to look like a girl or just wear girls’ clothes?”  Mom’s tone was serious. 

“I don’t know.  I would like to try it sometime.  Maybe.” I said with a little fear in my voice. 

“Hmm… what about the diapers… and stuff?”  Mom added the and stuff quickly at the end.

When mom said the word diaper, I suddenly realized that the diaper I had on was wet.  I didn’t know when that happened.  I also looked back at Allie and felt my cheeks redden.   I as surprised to see her give me a quick smile. 

“Hey… don’t be shy because Allie is here.  You are the one that asked if she could come with us.”  Mom said sternly. 

“I like the diapers, a lot.  Or at least the disposables. I don’t like the cloth ones at all.”  I hesitated and went on.  “I like the girly baby clothes but I think it is because they are girly, not because they are baby, clothes, but I am not sure.” 

“Umm… maybe Mike is a sissy?”  Allie said. 

“Allie, what have I told you about calling him that?”  Mom admonished her. 

“No… for real.  I have heard about boys or men that like to wear baby girl clothes.  They are called sissies.”  Allie said defensively.  

“Where did you hear that?”  Mom asked her. 

“Duh… the internet, on TV, you know…  it is just out there.”  Allie responded. 

“Well, I don’t like you calling him that okay?”  Mom directed. 

Allie nodded her head yes while she shrugged her shoulders at me. 

I could tell me took a second to think about her next question.  “Would you like to have a chance to wear dresses like Allie tried on and bought today?  Maybe try some make up?” 

Remembering how I felt watching Allie and Leslie earlier this morning I knew the answer was yes, but I struggled to tell my mom that. 

“What if I asked Leslie to bring her dress over tomorrow and we all dress up together?”  Allie asked. 

The smile that formed on my face gave me away before I nodded yes.

“Okay.  If you and Leslie are willing to do that, I think it would help us figure out what is going on.” Mom said then she continued.  “We have to figure out this diaper thing also.  At this point it seems like you need diapers and much as you want them, right?  Are you wet now?” 

The smile I had thinking about getting to wear dresses with Allie and Leslie tomorrow left my face and my head dropped down as I nodded yes about being wet. 

“Did you realize that you were wetting it?”  I heard mom say. 

“Not really.  I don’t think so.”  I said quietly. 

“Well, most girls that wear pretty dresses like Allie’s and Leslie’s don’t wear diapers under them.  They wear panties.”  Mom’s tone was matter of fact but also a touch harsh. 

I realized I was a little excited about the idea of wearing panties, but I also didn’t like the idea of giving up diapers, at least not completely. 

“So, do you want to work on being able to not wear a diaper because you have to?  Or do you like that you have to wear a diaper?”  Mom asked. 

“I want to work on it.”  I said quietly. 

“Because you don’t want to have to wear diapers?”  She emphasized the word have. “Or because you want to wear dresses and panties?” 

I thought for a second and blurted out.  “I like wearing diapers, but I want to wear panties also.” 

I heard Allie chuckle and lifted my head up and saw mom giving her a dirty look.  

“Okay… well I need some time to think.   Allie, can you run over to her room and get me some wipes and a clean diaper, please?”

Allie got up and left the room.  Mom indicated I need to lay back on the bed and she bunched my skirt up under me.  As Allie walked back in, mom was pulling the tapes off my wet diaper and starting to remove it.  I put my hand down to cover myself so Allie couldn’t see anything.

“Relax, I am definitely not trying to get a peak at anything sis.”  Allie said with a little laugh. 

When Allie had said sis mom whipped her head around I think because she thought she was going to call me a sissy.  When she had stopped at sis mom didn’t say anything and continued with my diaper change.  As mom tightly taped it on, I wondered if I could give this up. 

I also wondered.  Was Allie right, was I a sissy?  Liking girl stuff and diapers.  Did you have to like baby girl stuff and diapers to be a sissy?  Or could it be any girls stuff and diapers?

That question ran through my mind as I went down stairs.  I was surprised to see that both Steve and Brian were on the floor playing blocks with Jenny.  Allie had sat on the couch and was on her phone.  I went and sat on the other end of the couch and looked at the TV.  Toy Story was on.  I knew that Steve had chosen that.  He tried to pretend that he had outgrown Disney stuff but we all knew he still enjoyed some of it. 

“Leslie said she would love to come over and dress up tomorrow.  I told her around 10:00.  That way she and I can go to the pool in the afternoon.”  Allie said to me. 

“Thank you.”  I said to Allie and smiled at her. 

“Did you say 10:00?” Mom asked suddenly appearing behind us on the couch. 

Allie and I both nodded. 

“Brian, do you think you could take Jenny and Steve to the pool tomorrow morning?  It is supposed to be really hot all day and it would be good to have the house for just the big girls tomorrow.”

“Uh… sure.  Sounds fun right guys.”  Brian said to Jenny and Steve. 

Steve looked over at me when mom had said big girls.  I couldn’t read his expression, but it didn’t seem like it was hatred I had seen so much lately. 

Pizza was ordered for dinner that evening and I was surprised that mine wasn’t cut up on plate like Jenny’s but instead I was given whole slices.  I also wasn’t required to wear a bib or use a sippy cup.  Everyone at the table seemed happy as we ate.  I did realize that at some point I had wet my diaper pretty heavily.  After everyone finished eating and cleared out of the kitchen, I told my mom. 

“Okay.  The truth, did you know you were doing it?”  She asked. 

“No.” I said plainly. 

“I never thought this would happen so quickly.  I am going to have to figure out how to re-potty train you I guess.”  She sighed.  “It is an hour or so before bedtime do you need to be changed?” 

“Uh, yea.  I think if I wet again it will leak.”

“Okay.  How about a pull up? Think that will be enough until your night diaper?” 

It was more a statement than a question because she was leading my up stair and into Steve’s room to get one of his pull ups.  We took it back into mine and Jenny’s room and she removed my wet diaper and cleaned me before handing me the pull up to put on myself. 

As I got it in place, I realized that I missed my mom tightly diaper me when I put the pull up on and I missed the extra bulk of a diaper.    If mom was serious about me wearing panties, would I like them enough to not miss the feel of a diaper I wondered.

The rest of the evening passed by quickly and soon I was up stairs with Jenny getting ready for bed.  When mom brought the cloth diaper supplies over to diaper me, she must have seen the look of disappointment in my face. 

“Sorry.  But if you are still using disposables all day and as often as you, are we need to keep using these at least at night.  Maybe this and being able to wear pretty undies will help motivate you to get some control back, at least during the day.”  She smiled at me. 

Once the cloth diaper was pinned on tightly and my plastic pants pulled up and into place mom sat Jenny on my bed next to me and told us she would be right back.  When she walked back in I saw she only had one bottle in her hand.  I watched as she gave Jenny her bottle and then picked up two books to read to us.  When she was done reading, she put Jenny in her crib. 

I pulled my covers down and climbed under them then reached over to my night stand out of habit for my pacifier and saw it wasn’t there.  Mom came over and tucked me in. 

“Good night, Princess.  Tomorrow is going to really fun for you I think and maybe it will help us figure some stuff out.”  Mom said leaning down to kiss my forehead. 

As she left the room, I realized how much I missed getting a bottle this evening and how much I wished I had a pacifier right now.  As I feel asleep, I wondered if being able to wear a pretty dress and hang out with the big girls was worth losing that. 

[debbie_lee29cd]

Just found this story and really  enjoyed it cant wait for the next instalment 

[fireandcrinkles]

Chapter 13

I woke up because I was uncomfortable.  I realized the cause of it was the very wet and cold cloth diaper I was wearing.  I wasn’t sure what time it was, but I could see that it looked like there was some light outside.  Waking up and already being wet meant that I had peed without knowing I was doing it.

I also realized that as I was waking up, I instinctively was reaching around in my bed for my pacifier.  I felt off not having it in my mouth.  It had been removed from my bedside table and wasn’t there when I went to sleep last night. 

I was sure mom was going to ask me if I wet this diaper on purpose or not and I knew I would have to be honest.  We were talking about me maybe wearing diapers less and not wearing cloth diapers at all.  I wanted to stop wearing the cloth diapers and I wanted to be able to use the toilet to poop and not do that in a diaper anymore.  I had never thought I would be at a point where I needed diapers but right now that seemed to be the case. 

I heard Jenny moving around in her crib.  Hopefully she would start talking soon.  That seemed to be what got mom to come in our room and get us out of bed.  I was going to ask her if I could get out of this diaper, maybe into a pull up, first thing this morning. 

Jenny had stood up in her crib and was talking now.  I loudly said good morning to her to make sure mom heard us on the monitor in her room.  It was only a couple minutes later when I heard the door open, and mom came in. 

“Good Morning Princesses!”  Mom sang out, she seemed to be a in good mood. 

Jenny and I in unison replied.  “Good Morning Mommy!” 

That caused her to laugh.  She started to move to Jenny’s crib. 

“Mommy, could I change into a pull up this morning?  This diaper is very uncomfortable.” 

“All of the pull ups are in Steve’s room; I don’t want to wake him up to get one.  Tell me, and be honest, did you wet that diaper after you woke up or before?” 

“Before, I woke up because it was very wet and cold.”  I told her. 

“Well, since you were honest, I will change you into a disposable before we go down stairs.  Plus, I know you really like when I diaper you in a disposable, making sure it is nice and tight on you.”  Mom smiled at me. 

That was true.  I really did like that, and it was causing a conflict in my mind.  I really wanted to stop wearing cloth diapers, and I wanted to stop having to poop in a diaper.  Plus, I was definitely curious about wearing clothes for older girls.

“You mentioned a pull up though.  Does that mean you want to work on getting away from diapers?”  She asked. 

“I would like to get away from cloth diapers, that is sure.  I don’t know about getting away from diapers all together though.”  I responded nervously. 

I did know though; I definitely didn’t want to get away from wearing disposables.  I loved how they felt, and I loved wetting them.  I just wasn’t sure what mom would say if I told her that.   

Mom had gotten a new diaper out for me and motioned for me to lay back on my bed.  She pulled the plastic pants off and then unpinned my diaper pins.  The cloth diaper was removed and placed in the plastic pants.

“Wow, this thing is drenched.  I was a good thing you had it on our your bed would have been soaked.”  She told me as she used the wipes to clean my skin. 

When that was done the disposable was slide under me and pulled up between my legs, then taped tightly in place.  I was pretty sure I would never want to loss this experience, and how wonderful it felt,  my smile must have shown it. 

“Judging by how happy you look right now; I am not sure I will ever be able to get you to completely stop this.” Mom said with a little chuckle.  

She got up, grabbed Jenny from her crib, and took my hand and led us downstairs.  Jenny and I sat on the couch while the Mickey Mouse Club was put on the TV.  Mom went into the kitchen a few minutes later came out with a cup of coffee in one hand and a bottle in the other.  I watched as Jenny was pulled up into my mom’s lap and got her bottle. 

“Um mom, I was wondering… if… well… maybe…”  I couldn’t get myself to say it. 

“If you could have a bottle also?  Are you missing getting a bottle?”  Mom asked.  “Maybe you aren’t ready to be a big girl just yet.” 

“Yea.  I am missing it.”  I said.

“I tell you what.  How about this.  Let’s see how it goes later this morning.  If you don’t enjoy that as much as I think you might, than we can talk about maybe going back to being a toddler.  How about that?”  Mom said warmly. 

“Okay.  That sounds fair.”  I said.

“Good morning girls.  I hope everyone slept well.”  Brian bellowed out as he entered the family room. 

Mom immediately got up and went and gave him a kiss and hug.  “I know I did.  I always sleep well when you are in the bed.” 

I could tell how much mom loved Brian and how much happier she was when he was around.  She moved to kitchen saying she was going to start making breakfast. 

“I always sleep well after I get to be in bed with you too, of course after our reunion yesterday afternoon and the encore performance later that night, I was a little extra tired.”  Brian called out to her as got into the kitchen.

“Ugh..  TMI.  Especially first thing in the morning!”  Allie said from the stairs. 

Brian laughed and I could hear mom chuckle also.  He told Allie good morning and then went over and got on the floor with Jenny and started playing with her blocks with her. 

Allie came and sat on the couch with me saying. “Good Morning Cindy.  How did you sleep?”

“Uh.. okay. How about you?”  I was surprised at the question.  Allie normally ignored me in the mornings. 

“Good.  Are you excited about later?”  She asked. 

“Yes.  I think so.”  I said it quietly. 

For some reason I didn’t want Brian to hear what we were talking about.  It was stupid because I was sitting on the couch in a pink nightgown with Sleeping Beauty on the front of it and when I moved you could hear the sound of my disposable diaper. 

I must have looked his direction when I answered Allie because she smiled at me and said loudly.  “You are going to look so girly in a dress, makeup, and maybe mom can do something with your hair.” 

I used my eyes to plead with her to stop. I also couldn’t understand why she was teasing me now.  The whole dress up thing had been her idea.  She had suggested that Leslie bring her new dress for the summer formal over this morning and dress up with me and Allie so I could see how I would look.   

Mom yelled from the kitchen that breakfast was ready, and we all headed in to eat.  Brian had gone up and knocked on Steve’s door and he joined us at the table.  I could tell that Steve was happier now that Brian was home.  I could still tell when he looked at me that he was either disappointed, or disgusted, and he wasn’t talking to me but at least he wasn’t sulking. 

After breakfast was over, we headed back into the family room.  Brian cleaned the kitchen and mom was getting Jenny’s stuff together for her trip to the pool this morning.  I began to feel the urge and need to poop.  Mom and I hadn’t really talked about what the new rules were, but I was hoping to use the bathroom for that this morning. 

When mom went upstairs, she had put Allie in charge of me and Jenny.  I asked Allie if I could run upstairs and talk to mom really quick, she gave me a whatever look, and waved her hand towards the stairs.  She was acting so different this morning and I realized that I was upset by it. 

I found mom in my room holding up Jenny’s bathing suit.  It was a Little Mermaid themed one and I realized I was a little jealous that Jenny got to wear it. 

“Um mom… I am going to need to ah… to sit…  or I want to… can I use the toilet to poop?”  While I hesitated and stammered when I did say words, I said them very fast. 

Mom laughed.  “Yes…  but we just wasted a diaper didn’t we.  You never used the one you are wearing, right?” 

“Um… No.  I guess I didn’t.”  I replied. 

“Well, it is a little bit of problem that you don’t know for sure if you wet it or not, but we will figure that out.  After you are done with the toilet why don’t you jump in the shower and wash your hair also.”  Mom told me.  

“Okay.”

“When you are done, I am putting a pull up on you.  I can’t have you having accidents on the carpet or couches, understood?  Do you need help getting out of that diaper?” 

“I understand and no I should be okay.”  I replied. 

I went into the bathroom, took off my night gown and pulled the tapes off my diaper.  I had tried to do it gently in hopes of maybe being able to use it again, but my mom had put them on so tight that didn’t work.  I moved over to the toilet and sat to poop. 

While I did that I also peed, and I realized I was disappointed that I didn’t get to feel the warmth and swelling in my diaper as I peed.  I was really happy though that I didn’t have to feel the poop and messiness in the back of my diaper from my poop. 

I wiped and flushed toilet before turning the shower on.  Once the water was the right temperature, I stepped in.  I realized that this was the first time I had been in the bathroom by myself in almost a week.  That was short lived as I heard a knock on the door. 

“I am coming in.  I forgot to tell you to use your sister’s shampoo and conditioner.  I also want to check something.”  She pulled back the shower curtain as she spoke. 

I immediately moved my hands to cover my groin area.  I think in shock. 

“Are you kidding.  I see those things every time I change you and I have been bathing you and cleaning your butt all week.” Mom laughed.  “Lift your arm up.  Now put your leg on the side of the tub.” 

Mom looked under my arm and then at my leg. 

“Okay, you need to use this razor and shaving cream to get the little bit of hair under your arms and on your lower legs.  You really don’t have much body hair, do you?”  The last part wasn’t really said as a question.  “When you get out make sure all the peach fuzz under your nose and chin are gone.  Oh… and I left a pull up on the sink counter.” 

Mom closed the shower curtain and then I heard the main door to bathroom open and close.  I followed her instructions and did the body shaving first.  She was right I didn’t have much hair either under my arms or on my legs, but I liked how it felt afterwards.  

Then I used the shampoo and conditioner.  I really liked how I smelled after using them.  Mom had been using Johnson’s and Johnson’s Baby Shampoo on me all week and before that I was using some generic Old Spice that Steve and I shared.  Allie’s shampoo stuff smelt way better. 

I finished the shower and toweled off.  I start to shave the peach fuzz off but when I saw the pull up, I put that on first.  I didn’t want to have an accident.  While the pull up felt okay I did miss the feel of the disposable especially the bulk between my legs. 

When I was done, I wrapped the towel around my waist and stepped into the hallway.  I wasn’t sure where I should go from here.  I headed towards the stairs and saw Allie coming up them.  When she reached me, she smiled and reached for my towel.  I thought she was trying to pull it off to see if I was wearing a diaper. 

I stepped back from her.  “What are you doing?” 

“I am trying to help you.  Girls wear their towels up under their arms.  Let me show you.” She undid my towel and repositioned it for me.  “Ask mom for some more girly pull ups.  I think mine had Barbie on them.  Of course I was like four then so maybe I am wrong.” 

Allie stepped into the bathroom before I could respond to her. 

“All done.  I see you figured out the towel thing.”  I heard mom say from her bedroom door.  “Come here.” 

I went into her room and mom led me to the master bathroom where she started blow drying my hair and using a brush on it.  I watched in the mirror and my hair became fuller and as she swept it from one side to another putting a part in it, I decided it definitely looked more like a girl’s hair than boys. 

“You definitely have the hair for a girl.  So full of body and the color is beautiful.”  She smiled at me in the mirror.  

I turned to her and gave her a tight hug.  “Thank you, mommy.  And thank you for everything.  I love you.” 

“Oh, sweetie I love you too.”  She had squeezed me tight in return and when we separated her eyes were moist. 

“I laid a skirt of Allies out on the bed and a shirt for you to change into.  Originally I thought I was going to do your make up this morning, but the plan changed and I think you will like it.”  Her statement was little cryptic. 

I went to my room and the found skirt.  It was a lavender skaters skirt.  It was tight on me, but I was able to get it buttoned.   I then pulled on the white scalloped necked shirt that was with it.  There was a lace around all the edges and the short sleeves had a puffy style.   

I went back to mom’s room to look at myself in the full-length mirror.  I was surprised at how what my mom had done with my hair changed my appearance.  I looked like a tween, or just turned teen girl.  I twirled to watch my skirt lift up and loved how that looked in the mirror and felt. 

“Careful doing that in public, someone might see your panties, or in your case your diaper or pull up.  Another reason to have mom get you some girly pull ups.”  Allie said. 

When I turned towards Allie, she had a smile on her face.  I couldn’t tell though if she was smiling because she thought she had just another jab in a me or if it was just a genuine smile because she was happy. 

“Is that my skirt and shirt?”  She asked alarmed. 

“I don’t know.  Mom laid them out on my bed and told me to put them on.  If they are, I am sorry.”  I was sincere. 

“Great.  You decide you are sissy, and I have to share my wardrobe.”  Allie snarled. 

“Allie!!! If I hear you call him… her that again you will not be going to the formal.  Do you understand?” Mom yelled as she came out of her bathroom. 

Allie told her yes as mom left her room and headed downstairs.  Allie started to walk out of the room.

“Uh… Allie.”  I said quietly. 

“Yes.”  She turned back toward me her eyes boring into me. 

“Did I do something to make you mad this morning?  Yesterday you were so nice and today, well it seems like, well you are being different, or something.” I was looking at the floor as I spoke.  “If I did, I am sorry.”  

She let out a long sigh.  “Truthfully, no.   Or at least I don’t think you did.  Yesterday, I felt sorry for you, especially after hearing mom and Brian talk.  When I went to bed last night I started thinking if mom starts treating you like a teenage girl, or whatever, then I won’t be special to her anymore.” 

I was shocked hearing her say that.  That was the most honest thing I think she had ever said to me.  I also instantly understood what she meant and what she was thinking. 

“Oh… I am sorry.  I wasn’t thinking about that.  I totally understand that.  I am always so jealous of you and mom and the bond you had because you are girls.”  I thought for a second.  “I will go tell mom to cancel today.”   

“What.  No.  Don’t do that!”  Allie exclaimed. 

“Yes.  I don’t want to take that away from you.”  I said and moved toward the door. 

Allie stepped in front of me.  “Jesus, you are too sweet sometimes.  And I am to much of bitch sometimes, especially when I am also PMSing.  I will be fine.”

PMSing.  I was surprised Allie would confide that to me.  I knew she told me the other day that when she had her period, she felt really bad sometimes and it was the one of things she didn’t like about being a girl. 

“Is it bad?  Honestly, I didn’t know you were going through that.”  I looked at her as I spoke this time. 

“Well, I don’t normally share stuff with my big brother about my periods.  But if we are going to be sisters, even if it only some of the time, you will probably hear about things you didn’t used to.”  Allie smiled at me. 

“So… um… does that mean you are wearing a… uh…  pad right now?”  I asked curiously. 

Allie laughed.  “Not right now.  Probably starting tomorrow based on how I am feeling.  I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that you are interested in that.  It is a little like wearing diaper or pull up just a lot smaller.”

I just smiled.  Allie looked at me for a minute then stepped over to me and pulled me into a hug and told me she was sorry for this morning and hoped I enjoyed the day.  Right as we broke apart, we heard a knock on the door and headed to the stairs.

As we descended, we heard mom say. “Hi Leslie.  You can take that upstairs and lay it on my bed.  I think Allie and Cindy are in my room anyways.”

Leslie came around the corner and saw us on the stairs, so we turned and went back to my mom’s room. 

“Good Morning guys.  Cindy your outfit is really cute.  Are you excited about today?”  Leslie asked.

“Thanks.  It is Allie’s, she let me borrow it.  And yes. Thank you for doing this.”  I told her. 

Allie told us she was going to go grab her dress and would be back. 

“So… have you decided you don’t want to be a baby anymore?”  Leslie asked me.  “What about the diapers, I thought you liked those?” 

“I am not sure.  I really liked how you and Allie looked in your dresses.  I was pretty jealous yesterday.  I do like the diapers though, a lot.”  I responded.  “Plus, I kind of need them.  I am wearing a pull up right now.” 

“Oh wow.  So yesterday was really an accident?” 

“Yes.” 

Allie walked back in and at the same time I heard some noise down stairs.  It sounded like someone else besides mom was down stairs.  The noise got louder, and I could tell mom was talking to someone as they walked up the stairs. 

“No.  I didn’t tell them you were coming or what you were bringing.  I think Mike… sorry Cindy is going to be really excited, but I bet Allie and her friend will be excited also.  I really thank you for doing this.”  Mom was saying to whoever was with her.    

“Honestly, I am kind of excited also.  When mom told me what was going on I was glad to help.”  I heard Christine, my step cousin saying. 

Seconds later mom entered the room, she was carrying a couple dresses that she laid on the bed.  Christine came in behind her carrying another dress and a large bag.  They set them all on the bed. 

Allie and I both said hi to Christine and then Leslie introduced herself before they both remembered they had met before.  Christine then commented that my outfit was cute and again I said Allie had let me borrow it and smiled at her. 

“Christine came over to bring some dresses for Cindy to try on, plus a couple of other things.  Plus, she is going to do everyone’s make up.  How about that?”  Mom smiled at us. 

“Really, that is awesome.”  Allie said excited. 

Allie had always thought the Christine was very pretty and had commented on her make up several times. 

“How about you go first Allie.”  Christine said.  “Which one of those is your dress?” 

Allie held hers up and Christine complimented her on it and Allie’s smile widened.  She had Allie sit at mom’s dressing area and started her make up. 

I was dying to get a better look at the dresses Christine had brought for me.  I moved towards the bed and suddenly felt myself begin to pee in my pull up.  It took a lot of concentration, but I was able to stop it and realized my bladder felt really full.   

I moved over to my mom and quietly said.  “I had a small accident and really need go.” 

“Oh okay.  Come on.” She grabbed my hand and led me to the hall bathroom. 

“Skirt up, pull up down, sit on the toilet.” Mom directed. 

I was really holding the pee in now that I was right next to the toilet.  “Why sit.  I just have to pee.”  

More pee squirted into the pull up as I heard mom say.  “Because girls sit to pee!  Now do it.” 

I lifted the skirt with one hand and pushed the pull up down with the other as sat.  As soon as my butt landed on the seat I peed freely.  The pressure on my bladder stopping. 

“All done?” Mom asked handing me a little toilet paper.  “Use that to wipe it off, I will be right back.” 

I nodded yes and followed her direction.  Mom returned with a new pull up as I was washing my hands.

“Well, that was better than yesterday but not sure I would say it was success either. That pull up was pretty wet.  We will just have to keep trying but I think you are going to be in diapers more than pull ups.”  Mom told me as I put the new one on and fixed my skirt. 

We went back into mom’s bedroom and saw Allie sitting on the bed, Leslie was now with Christine getting her makeup done.  When Allie looked up, I think mom and I both gasped at the same time.  She looked gorgeous.  Allie saw our reaction and smiled shyly while looking back down.

“Allie, just wow.  I always knew you were pretty but just wow!”  I gushed. 

“Simply gorgeous.  Not sure I am ready for you to be this grown-up sweetie.”  Mom added. 

“Thank you.  Christine really knows what she is doing.”  Allie said humbly. 

When Leslie came around the corner, we all gasped again.  While her makeup didn’t make her look as old as Allie’s did, she definitely looked older.   Leslie had always been cute and now she looked pretty.  We all complimented her, and she blushed worse than Allie did.

“Your turn sweetie.  Are you excited?” Mom asked. 

“Yes, and a little nervous.  Allie please don’t make fun of me.”  I said.

“I won’t.  I promise.” Allie smiled at me.

I went over to Christine, and she hugged me.  After I sat down, she started and explained everything she was doing but I didn’t really hear what she was saying.  I was too nervous.  When she finished and turned me around to face the mirror, I was shocked.  Mike was gone and a girl, actually a young woman, was sitting in the spot I occupied.

“Do you like it?”  Christine asked. 

Did I like it? I couldn’t answer that.  I was overwhelmed with my emotions and thoughts.  I still wasn’t sure that was really me in the mirror.   I was less sure I wanted it to be me in the mirror.  How could someone who looked like that ever be a boy? 

“I don’t know what to say.”  I said honestly. 

“That is okay.  Your face says it.  How about we show your mom and the girls.  Plus, we still have some dresses to try on.  You need to see the whole package.”  Christine said with a huge smile on her face. 

When I went back out to where mom, Allie and Leslie were.  They were chatting and they all looked over as Christine said “ahem.” 

The shock in their eyes was evident.  Leslie immediately broke into a huge smile.  My mom smiled but I saw a different emotion in her eyes.  Maybe some sadness or resignation.  Allie smiled but then that quickly changed, she almost looked sad. 

“What do you think sweetie?” Mom asked me. “Christine did an amazing job.”  She continued.

“I think she is still trying to figure that out.”  Christine answered for me. 

“You look amazing.  Beautiful.”  Leslie said.

Allie didn’t say anything she just forced a smile. 

“Ready to try on some dresses?”  Christine said, it seemed like she was now in charge.  “Allie why don’t you and Leslie go to your room and get in your dresses.  I brought three dresses for Cindy to try on and after you all are dressed she can model them for everybody.” 

“Sure!  Sounds greats!”  Leslie said grabbing her dress and heading to Allie’s room. 

Allie didn’t say anything but grabbed her dress and followed Allie out. 

“Okay.  So, I brought a couple of other things also.  They are in the big bag.”  Christine said reaching for it. 

I could feel my nervousness growing.  First, she pulled two pairs of shoes.  She complained that she thought her feet were a little big.  She wore a seven and half sized shoe.  My mom said I wore a nine so that might work great. 

Next came a couple of bras.  She said she thought these would fit me and that I could have them if I wanted them.  One was white and the other was purple.  My eyes were drawn to the purple, it had a lot of lace on it, I immediately wanted to try it on. 

“These will give you a little bit of help.  I felt like my boobs didn’t develop until later than my friends and I begged my mom to buy me these when I was fifteen.”  She laughed as she held up two rubber looking objects that I assumed were falsies. 

I blushed and looked over at my mom who smiled at me.  “Your mom was cooler than mine. I begged also but my mom never got me any.” 

“I also brought a couple pairs of my old panties.  My mom was going to run to Target this morning and grab you some but had to go into work for a while.  I wasn’t sure if you would be wearing undies or a… umm…  a diaper or something.  Mom mentioned pull ups maybe?” 

Christine had dropped a few pairs on the bed.  Like the bras my eyes went to the purple pair first, they looked silky or something.  There was also a pair of pink ones that looked like they were made out of cotton and a black pair that didn’t have much material to them. 

“Uh…  I think the pull ups she is wearing are a good idea for now.  Don’t you Cindy?”  Mom said. 

“Oh… okay.  So which bra do you want to wear?”  Christine asked. 

“The purple one.”  I said immediately. 

My mom and Christine shared a knowing smile as Christine picked it up and handed it to me.  I took it from her hand and realized I needed to take the top I had on off.  I set the bra back on the bed and removed my top. 

“Do you need help with it, Sweetie?  Have you ever put one on before?”  Mom asked me. 

“No, I mean no I haven’t ever put one on before, so I probably need help.” I responded.

Mom picked it up and moved over to me.  “The easiest way is to take the back of it and hook it the front.  Then spin it around so the cups are in front and slip your arms through the shoulder straps.” 

I took it from her followed her instructions.  It felt tight across my chest.  When I spun it around and slipped my arms through my mom made a slight adjustment to the straps.  Christine handed her the falsies and mom put them in the bottom of the cups. 

That pushed some of my natural flesh up and in the middle and I looked down and saw a hint of cleavage.  It also caused the top of the straps to pull a little on my shoulders and I was surprised I liked the feel of it.  I also suddenly recognized that there was probably nothing more girly than a bra and I was happy to be wearing one. 

“Okay.  Off with the skirt.”  Christine directed. 

She must have seen my hesitation.  I looked over at my mom who was nodding to me to do what Christine had told me. 

“No need to be modest.  Remember I changed your diaper a couple day ago.”  Christine laughed. 

I unbuttoned the skirt, it dropped to the ground, then I stepped out of it. 

“You know if we can get you potty trained again those purple panties would feel great and would look wonderful with that bra.  Just saying for some extra motivation.”  Mom said.   “I am going to go check and see if Allie and Leslie are dressed and take them down to the family room.”

“Yes, they would.  Maybe you need to get some purple pull up in the meantime.”  Christine laughed.  “Speaking of purple want to try this dress first?  We will be down as soon as she gets her first dress on.” 

Christine lifted up a deep purple dress.  The upper portion was covered with lace, but the lower portion was tulle.  It had wide shoulder straps.  I nodded yes and Christine unzipped it and motioned me to step in to the back.  As I did that, I slipped my arms through the straps and then felt Christine pull of the zipper. 

“I knew it would fit.  We are pretty much the same size.  I sometime wish I was a little tinnier through the shoulders and back but I it has helped with all the gymnastic parts of being a cheerleader.”  Christine said. 

I loved the feel of the dress on me.  I couldn’t explain why but as soon as Christine finished zipping me up, I felt contentment.  I moved over the mirror and was shocked at what I saw.  Looking back at me was a beautiful teenage girl. 

“You need the shoes.”  Christine set a pair of heels in front of me that were covered in sparkling silver. 

I stepped into the first one and it fit perfectly. When I went to step into the other, I had to grab Christine’s arm to keep my balance. 

“These are almost three-inch heels.  Not killer but might take some work getting used to too.”  Christine told me. 

I spun and twirled in front of the mirror.  Then took several steps back and walked forward.  All the time admiring what I was seeing.  I didn’t even think about the shoes.  I then moved further away and did my best Elsa impression walking towards the mirror. 

“Or maybe they won’t.”  Christine lowered her voice.  “Are you sure this is your first-time wearing heels?  I won’t tell.” 

“Yes.  I promise.”  I said.

“Well, you are natural fucking DIVA! Ready to go show off to everyone else?” 

“You bet!” I smiled at her. 

Christine walked out first and when we got to the stairs, she told me to make sure I held onto the banister just to be safe.  I waited until Christine had joined the others and easily navigated the stairs.  When I got to the bottom, I felt like I glided across the floor. 

“Oh My God!”  Leslie exclaimed. 

“You are beautiful.”  I heard from my mom. 

Allie didn’t comment and I again saw a strange look in face. 

“Let’s get the three of you lined up together.  Cindy you on the right, then Allie, and then Leslie.  I want a picture.”  Mom said. 

We lined up like mom said.  I looked over at Allie, she gave me a little smile. 

I took the opening and told her.  “I still can’t get over how amazing you look in that dress.”  

She squeezed my arm and I whispered in ear.  “I don’t think mom would want to hear this but you are fucking hot.  Your boobs look incredible.” 

Allie squeezed even tighter, and her smile now seemed genuine.  “Um… I noticed your boobs and a little cleavage also?” 

“Some Christine magic.  I was pretty happy when I first saw them but then I saw yours again and got really jealous.”  I laughed. 

“Anyone going to talk about mine girls?”  Leslie said laughing harder because she barely had boobs although she had a very curvy butt and hips. 

“Ready for the next dress?”  Christine asked me. 

I nodded yes and followed her upstairs.  I tried on the next dress which was an all-lace choral pink dress that was floor length also.   I liked it but not as much as the first one and that was the reaction of others also.  We went back upstairs for the last dress.  I had stripped down to my bra and pantyhose. 

“Okay for this one I think you might want to wear these also.”  Christine handed me package of pantyhose.  “These are coming back into style and will make your legs, which will definitely show in this dress, look great.” 

 I opened the package.  “How do I put these on?” 

“Oh… yea.  I forgot you haven’t even worn tights before.  Let me show you.” 

She rolled up one leg and kneeled in front of me as I leaned back on the edge of the bed.  Then she directed my toes in and began to pull it up my leg.  As she got higher, she suddenly stopped. 

“Uh…  your pull up looks wet.  Did you pee?”  She asked. 

“What.  No… or I don’t think so.”  I felt the front it was definitely wet.  “I honestly don’t know when that happened.” 

“Well should you try and go to the potty?” 

“I guess.” 

Christine rolled the panty hose off my leg, and I went into my mom’s bathroom.  The pull up side ripped as a I removed it.  I sat on the toilet like mom told me and I forced a little pee out.  I wiped myself and then took one of mom’s towels off the rack to cover myself as I went back into the bedroom.  Christine wasn’t there but stepped back in seconds later holding something in her hand.  

“I went and asked your mom about where I could find a new pull up, but Allie had another idea.  She thought you might want to try this for a little protection.  But if you even feel a little bit of an urge you need to go straight for the bathroom, okay?” 

I nodded yes not having a clue what she was talking about.  I watched Christine grab the purple panties of the bed and then hand them to me.  I pulled them up and into place.  Mom and Christine were right they felt amazing on me.  I walked over to the mirror to see how I looked. 

“Moving right on to lingerie model already.”  Christine laughed.  “Okay come here.” 

She opened the packaging of the object she was holding.  I now recognized what it was.  I was one of my sisters’ sanitary pads.  Allie had told me she hated wearing them but thought I would like them because I liked the feel of my diapers. 

“I am sure you can figure this out right?” Christine handed it to me. 

I turned my back to her and pulled the adhesive cover off and placed it into the panties I had on before pulling them back up and into place.  Allie was right I did like the feel of it between my legs and the tip of my penis rested securely against. 

“Okay… they aren’t meant to hold a lot of pee so if you think you are going to do that, or feel you are peeing, let me or someone know.  Let’s get you into these pantyhose and the last dress on.”  Christine said. 

We repeated the process from earlier.  Once the pantyhose was on I was amazed and how wonderful they felt on my legs.  Christine lifted a teal-colored dress off the bed and undid the small zipper in the back.  I had to pull this over my head.  The shoulders were full, and dress was a satin material with a mid-thigh length skirt and was covered in thick matching tulle that gave it lots of fullness around the hips. 

“These are the shoes I wore with it.  I didn’t think you were ready for them, so I wasn’t going to bring , but since you took to heels like a duck does to water, here you go.  Glad I grabbed them at the last second.”  Christine set a pair of gold sparkling heels in front of me, as I stepped into them she told me they were platform pumps with a four inch heel. 

I quickly went to the mirror and immediately knew that I would be wearing dresses like this in the future.  I loved everything about how it felt, how it looked, I was actually speechless. 

Christine walked out first, and I followed her.  I could hear talking down stairs but as soon as I was visible on the stairs the room became quiet.  I could see the look of awe on everyone’s face.   Unfortunately, I also saw Allie’s face quickly change to a look of almost hatred towards me.  

“How do you go to from baby to hooker in one day?”  Allie said. 

Mom and Leslie whipped their heads towards her with a look of shock. 

“Hooker?  Really?  So, you think I looked like a hooker when I wore this?”  Christine snapped at her. 

Allie faced turned to a look of shock.  She ran from the room and up the stairs and we heard the door slam. 

I stood there not knowing what to say.  Mom came over to me.  “Like I was with Allie and her dress.  I am not sure I am ready to see you looking so grown up but… there is no question, you look fantastic.  I am also not sure how you move so well in those heels?” 

“I think I am jealous or maybe I am in love.  You look… just wow.”  Leslie said shyly and then moved to the stairs and up into Allie’s room. 

Mom and I both had a look of shock at Leslie’s comment. 

Christine laughed.  “You didn’t know she had a crush on Mike or Cindy?  Have you ever seen how she looks… at her.” 

“I need to go talk to Allie.  Christine thank you for all this.  Can you help Cindy with removing the makeup, and I hate to say this, get her back into a diaper? I will make lunch in a little bit.”  Mom then moved to the stairs and up to Allie’s room. 

Christine and I went back to Mom’s room, I stopped off in mine and Jenny’s room first to grab a diaper.   Christine unzipped me and helped me out of the dress before instructing me on removing the pantyhose.  Then showed me how to remove the bra. 

I stood there for a minute then slipped the panties off and laid back on the bed.  I definitely felt totally exposed as I lifted my butt up so Christine could slide my diaper under me.  When it was in place I lowered down onto it, she tightly pulled the sides around and did the tapes.  When I stood up it felt very snug and secure on me. I grabbed the top and skirt I had on before an put them on. 

As I stood there my emotions were torn.  I had loved how I looked and felt in the dresses, but I also loved how the diaper felt on me right now.  If I had to choose between the two, I wasn’t sure what it would be.  That was even more true if I could continue to have mom give me a bottle, tuck me in at night, and all the other things I loved about being toddler. 

[Nika_lb]

9

[fireandcrinkles]

Chapter 14

I followed Christine down the stairs.  I realized that I was enjoying the feel of the diaper’s bulk between my legs and liked knowing I was wearing one.  I also enjoyed how the skirt felt as it hit the middle of my thighs with each step.

Christine and I flopped down on the couch, and she turned to me.  “So, did you like wearing my dresses?” 

“Yes.  I liked it a lot.  Girl’s clothes are a lot more fun to wear.”  I responded quietly. 

“I think so also.  I am surprised that more guys don’t want to wear them.”  Christine said sincerely. 

“Maybe they do but don’t want to be teased or called names.  Or they don’t think that girls will like them if they do.  Allie calls me a sissy all the time.”  I was surprised I said so much. 

Christine turned to me.  “Maybe.  People can be really cruel sometimes.  Plus, clothes do say something about you and some guys want or need to show they are tough and masculine.” 

We both sensed movement behind us turned and saw Leslie standing at the bottom of the stairs.  She looked like she was scared to come into the room with us.  Her eyes looked down and she blushed when my eyes met hers.  Out of the corner of my eye I saw Christine smile. 

“Hey Leslie.  You looked great in your dress, and you look really cute in what you are wearing now.  Don’t you think so… Cindy?”  Christine said after a short hesitation before referring to me as Cindy. 

“Yes.  The blue dress really looked great, especially with since you have such beautiful blue eyes.”  I said the part about her eyes it came out really fast. 

“Thank you.”  Leslie blushed harder but her smile grew after my comment. 

Christine smiled at me and stood up and moved from the couch over to the love seat. 

“Have a seat.  I am sure Cindy’s mom and Allie will be down in a minute.  Are you and Allie going to the pool?”  Christine motioned to the couch. 

“Yes.”  Leslie moved over and sat on the other end of the couch from me.  She smiled at me.  “Did you like trying on the dresses?” 

“Yes.  Thanks for doing that with me.”  I was now being shy.

“You looked really pretty.  And how do you walk so well in those heels?  I wish I could wear heels like that, but my mom won’t let me get a pair.”  

“He says… sorry… she says it was her first time wearing heels.  Not sure I totally believe her.”  Christine laughed. 

“I swear it was!  And I don’t know it just seemed natural or something.  I will confess I loved wearing them.”  I said. 

“I told her she was a natural diva!  You will have to be careful with her, she will always be trying to be the prettiest girl in the room.”  Christine chuckled and winked at me. 

“That is okay.  You can be prettier than me if that makes you happy.”  Leslie looked right at me at me and smiled. 

I heard noise behind me and turned back to see mom and Allie coming down the stairs and into the family room.  Allie was wearing a pair of jean shorts and a t- shirt.  She kept her eyes down but moved over to Christine. 

“Thanks for coming over and doing my make up this morning.  I am sorry if I offended you with my comment about Mike…. Cindy when she had your dress and shoes on.  I was just… I was just… I was honestly just jealous at how great she looked.”  Allie’s tone was sincere. 

“I know… but you had no reason to be.  You looked amazing in your dress.  Thanks for apologizing.”  Christine smiled broadly at her. 

Allie turned to me.  “Cindy…  I promise I am trying.  I am sorry for all the times I am a bitch to you.” 

“It is okay.  I know all of this is hard to understand.  I don’t even understand all of it myself.”  I told her. 

“Okay…  Christine, can you help Allie and Leslie remove their makeup?  I am going to make some tuna fish sandwiches for lunch for everyone.   Cindy… did Christine get you into a fresh diaper?  I don’t want you having any accidents or leaks on the furniture.”  Mom smiled as she asked the last part. 

“Yes…”  I quickly responded looking over to see if Leslie was looking at me.  She was but she winked at me, and I felt a lot better.   

Christine, Allie and Leslie all got up and headed upstairs.  I decided to follow mom into the kitchen and offered to help her make lunch.  She was surprised at my offer but smiled at me and then came over and gave me a hug.  I hugged her back squeezing her tight. 

We put the sandwiches together and set them around the table.  Christine came in first followed shortly by Allie and Leslie who both were dressed for pool.   They were both wearing a little bit of makeup still with their hair up in high pony tails.  I realized I was a little jealous of both their hair and the makeup.  

During lunch there was talk about how they were going to do their hair for the summer formal, about getting their nails done.  Mom commented that she wasn’t sure she was ready for Allie to become a young woman yet, and worst one who was so pretty. 

“Yes, Allie the boys are going to be going crazy for you, especially after seeing you in that dress and all done up.  Are you ready for that?”  Christine joked. 

“As long as one of them is Jimmy Thompson, she is ready.”  Leslie said with a huge smile. 

Allie’s eye almost bugged out of her head as she said that. 

“Allie, that isn’t the first time I have heard the name Jimmy.  What is going with that?”  Mom asked. 

Allie gave Leslie a death stare.  “He is boy that just moved here.  He is going to be freshman, like me and Leslie, next year.   His family are members of the country club and go to the pool.” 

“Oh… and is he cute or a hottie?”  Christine giggled. 

“Allie thinks he is a hottie.”  Leslie said and winked at her. 

We all laughed as Allie’s face turned red. 

“How about you Leslie?  Do you think he is a hottie?  Or do you have your eye on someone else?” The mischief in Christine voice was obvious. 

“Yea Leslie… want me to tell everyone who you have a crush on?”  Allie teased.  “Plus, I bet you would love to know who… Cindy has a crush on, wouldn’t you!”

Leslie stole a glance at me as her face reddened.  I felt me face redden also.  The truth was I didn’t really have a crush on anyone, although I had really liked how nice Leslie had been to me recently, and I definitely noticed how pretty she looked in her formal dress.

“Okay.  Let’s stop teasing each other.  All of you are at the age where you are going to have lots of crushes and even maybe lots of heartaches.   As friends, cousins, and… sisters…  you need to support each other, not tease each other.”  Mom announced. 

Allie, Leslie, and even Christine faces showed that they had been admonished.  I was busy replaying my mom saying sisters, not brother and sister, she had hesitated before saying it, but she had definitely referred to me and Allie as sisters. 

We all finished our sandwiches and Allie and Leslie left for the pool.  I was surprised I was a little jealous I wasn’t going with them.  It was the first time in the last week that I felt like I was missing out because I was wearing diapers and dressed as a girl. 

I also realized I was sad to see Leslie leaving and that my eyes had followed her butt as she walked out of the kitchen.  She had turned around right before she left and gave me a quick wave and I felt a strange sensation.  I smiled and waved back at her. 

Christine saw this and when I looked over at her she smiled and winked at me. 

“I am going to get ready to go also.” Christine announced and went up stairs to get her stuff. 

I helped mom clear the stuff off the table.  Christine came back down a few minutes later and I moved over to her and hugged her. 

“Thank you so much for today.  And thank you for all your acceptance this week.  It means a lot.”  I said to her. 

“You are welcome.  I left somethings upstairs on your bed.  Let me know if I can help with anything.”  Christine pulled me into a hug. 

After we broke apart mom walked with her to the door.  I tried to hear what they were talking about but couldn’t make it out. 

“Thank for all your help with the lunch stuff.  How about we go up to my room for some more girl talk?  Would that be, okay?”  Mom said. 

I nodded yes and we headed to her room.   As we walked up the stairs, I realized my diaper was wet. I could feel how it had swollen up from the pee in it.  I didn’t remember peeing in in earlier but suspected it happened during lunch when I was distracted with helping mom.  I decided to hold off on telling her and watched as she climbed onto her bed and I climbed up next to her.  

“Did you enjoy this morning?”  She started. 

I nodded yes.

“What was your favorite part?”

“Honestly, pretty much all of it.  I loved trying on those beautiful dresses, I really loved the shoes, Christine doing my makeup.  And I really liked being with you, Christine, Allie and Leslie.”  I said excitedly. 

“It was pretty obvious how much you enjoyed it.”  Mom smiled at me.   “We need to figure out what happens next.” 

“What do you mean?”  I asked. 

“I mean…  is Cindy here all the time?  Or is it part time?  Is Cindy a 15-year-old girl who wears cute clothes and beautiful gowns occasionally?   Or is she toddler who wears toddler clothes, gets bottles, uses a pacifier and has to wear diapers?  Is 15-year-old Cindy a bedwetter?  Or does she have to wear diapers all the time and how does that work when school starts?  Or is Mike a crossdresser who likes to wear girl’s clothes sometimes and also likes to occasionally wear diapers?”  Mom laid it all out on the table. 

I didn’t know how to answer her and for some reason that caused me to start crying.  As soon as I started mom pulled towards her and my head was laying on her shoulder and chest as she right arm hugged me. 

“I am going to say something and maybe it will help you figure it out, maybe it won’t.  You smile a lot more when you are doing girl things.  I didn’t notice it before, and I am upset with myself for it, but before this week you didn’t smile that often.  You were kind of moody looking back on it.” 

She continued.  “This morning, and during lunch you were part of the girls, you were smiling and happy.  You lit up when you tried on those dresses.  Am I right?  Even helping me in the kitchen during lunch… in the past when you were doing things like that, it was a chore, today you were happy doing it.” 

“Yes… you are right.”  I had stopped crying and was sniffling.  “But… Mom…  I don’t want to stop wearing diapers.”

“So, you want to wear big girls’ clothes and diapers?” She asked. 

“Yes.”  I looked up at her. 

“Hmm…  How does that work? Do you want to wear them all the time?  Do you want to have to wear them?”

“I don’t know.  I don’t think I want to have to wear them.”  I quickly replied. 

“What if we had… I don’t know, diaper days…  days where you would wear diapers, but you didn’t wear them all the time?  I know part of the enjoyment for you is wetting them, but another part is how they feel right?  You like the feel of them between your legs, right?” 

“Yes… I like the feel of them between my legs.”  I told her. 

“So, could you wear a pull up and get that feeling.  Or even a maxi pad?  I could get you ones that are bigger than what Allie wears so there would be more… um…  bulk for you to feel.  And you would get to wear panties at the same time.”  Mom seemed a little uncomfortable talking about the maxi pads.  She did smile when she mentioned the panties.  

“I liked how the maxi pad felt this morning and I liked the panties.  But I couldn’t wet those, right, they wouldn’t hold up to that.”

“No… definitely not.  It would be more for the feel.    You could wear that during the day with panties and diapers at night, like a bed wetter.  I think you are going to like wearing panties.”  Mom sounded a little flustered. 

“Um…  maybe that would work… but… um… right now I have to wear diapers.  In fact, I probably need a diaper change right now.” I said sheepishly. 

“Honestly, I am not really happy with this development.  I never thought letting you wear diapers would result in you needing to wear them.   No matter what you decide we need to work on that.   Go grab a dry one and I will change you.”  I heard a tenseness in her voice as she said this. 

I went to my room to get a diaper.  As soon as I stepped into the room, I saw that Christine had left all the dresses I had tried on, on top of it.   The teal dress that was my favorite was on the top of them.   Next to the dresses was that purple bra I had worn along with the falsies and the panties.  The only thing she hadn’t left was the shoes. 

I grabbed a diaper and the wipes and headed toward the door.  I stopped and went back to the bed.  It was almost as if I was on auto pilot and before I knew it, I was wearing the bra and falsies again. 

While I was in my room, I had heard Brian, Steve, and Jenny come home.  Outside the door I heard mom and Brian have a quick chat about the pool day.  Brian was going to feed them both and then put Jenny down for a nap.  Mom told him she was going to finish a conversation with me, it sounded like they dropped there voice a little and I couldn’t make out what was said.

Walking down the hall to mom’s room I liked how the straps of the bra felt on my shoulder and the slight bounce and movement on my chest.  My mom’s eyes widened as I stepped into her room.   Followed by a knowing grin.  I handed her the diaper and wipes and laid on her bed.   She flipped the front of my skirt up and when I raised my legs pushed the back under me.  The diaper was slide in place under me and she did a quick cleaning with the wipes.  

She then pulled the front of the diaper up in place and tightly taped it.  I sighed in contentment.  I wasn’t sure I could give up the feeling I had when this happened.  I smiled at my mom as I sat up. 

“Nice boobs.  Did Christine leave some things for you?”  Mom asked. 

“Yes…  all the dresses, a bra and falsies, and the panties.”  I told her. 

“That was nice of her.   Based on your reaction you just had to me diapering you I am not sure you need the panties.”  She forced a frown at the end. 

“I am going to try and stop wearing diapers all the time, or at least needing them, I did like the panties.  And I don’t want to have to wear diapers to school in the Fall.  Do they make girly pull ups in my size?”  I asked. 

“If I get you girl pull ups you are going to make an effort to stop accidentally wetting your diaper?”  Mom asked. 

“Yes, but can I still wear diapers on occasion?”   I responded. 

“Does this mean you want to keep dressing like a girl?  Like a teen girl, not a baby girl?”  Mom raised an eyebrow as she asked that.  “And yes… you can wear diapers on occasion.  We will figure out the limits on that.  Of course that means you have to stop having to wear diapers all the time, understand?” 

“Um…  yes.  I want to keep dressing like a girl, at least for a while.  I like when I am one of the girls, a lot.”  I didn’t look at her as I said that. 

“Okay, I understand… what that means long term probably needs a much deeper discussion.  For now though… how about a rewards system to help get you motivated to be potty trained again.”  

“Rewards?  Like what?”  I asked. 

“You can dress like a tween… things like you are wearing now.  Girl shirts, skirts, maybe a couple pairs of girly shorts.  Even a training bra if you want.”  I could tell mom was making this up as she went.  “For each dry day you get something more…  a bra, painted nails, makeup, earrings, a chance to wear a dress, heels.  Something like that.” 

I was surprised about the nails and earrings.  I hadn’t thought about those, but I liked the idea of them.  I definitely wanted my own heels, I was disappointed that Christine had not left those. 

“Okay.  That is fair.  Thank you, Mommy!”  I smiled at her and pulled her into a hug. 

Mom broke from the hug.  “Alright I need to chat with Brian and get a couple of things done.” 

We both stood up and smiled at each other and made our way out.  Mom was in front of me, and she quickly headed down stairs.  I heard some noise coming from Steve’s room, the door was open, and I looked in.  I saw him settling in to play a video game. 

I knocked on the door and asked.  “Hey, can I come in?” 

Steve glanced over but I see in face he was surprised.  “Uh… yea.  I guess.” 

I stepped into what had been our room together.  My bed not being in here made it look pretty empty.  Steve was sitting in the chair with the controller in his hand. 

“Getting ready to play a game?”  I asked. 

“Yep.”  he said quickly still not really looking at me. 

“Cool.  Can it be a two-player game?”  I asked nervously. 

“Uh… yea.  Why?” His eyes had widened a little as he looked at me. 

“Can I play with you?”  I sort of pleaded with him with this question. 

“I guess.  Is it okay with your mom?  I mean aren’t you only supposed to be doing baby things?” 

“Uh…  I am not really doing baby things anymore.”  I told him. 

“Then why are you wearing that?” He pointed to my skirt and shirt. 

“Because… because I like it.  I like how it feels and looks.” I said with a little embarrassment.

“How did you get those boobs?” He was staring right at my chest. 

“Um… with some help from Christine.”  I didn’t think I needed to tell him I was wearing a bra and had falsies in it.   

He didn’t respond but handed me a controller.  I took it and sat on his bed.  His eyes watched me and then I noticed he was looking at my legs and realized he was actually looking up my skirt.  I needed to be more aware how I sat while wearing a skirt, I guess. 

“Are you…  are you…  are you still wearing a diaper?”  Now he was nervous. 

“Yea…  I kind of have to right now.”  I blushed. 

“Really?  Whatever.  Just don’t get any piss on my bed.”  He used his control to get the game to the player selection screen and picked his character then looked over at me. 

I used my controller to pick one next and scrolled to a girl character.  Her outfit was a short skirt, a tight top that showed a large pair of boobs, wearing boots with a heel,  and she had a pony tail.  I had never selected a girl when we played before. 

“I should have known that you would pick one of them.  You are becoming such girl.”  Steve actually laughed and hit start. 

We played without talking for about an hour.  I was never really big on video games.  As I thought about it, I only really played when Steve wanted to, our my friend Scott did.  A lot of times at our house I just hung out in the room while Scott and Steve played each other.

Thinking about Scott reminded me would be home soon.  I couldn’t remember if it was the week coming up or the week after that.  He had been at camp and then on vacation with his family.  How would he react if he found out I had been behaving like a baby and wearing girl’s clothes?  How was I going to hide this from him? 

I heard a noise out in the hall and realized that Mom had come to get Jenny up from her nap.  She stuck her head into Steve’s room and was surprised to see us in there together.   

“Can I get you guys anything?  Um… Cindy are you good?  You don’t need anything do you.”  Mom asked while holding Jenny on her hip. 

“No mom I am not hungry or thirsty.” I responded. 

“So, you don’t need anything?”  She emphasized the word anything. 

“She is asking you if you need your diaper changed, don’t be dumb blonde now that you are a girl, or something.”  Steve said in a very flat tone, his eyes never leaving the screen. 

Instead of being mad I actually chuckled.  “No, I am dry.  And you are going to be pretty embarrassed when a girl beats you at this game.” 

I looked up at mom and she smiled and winked at me as she left the room. 

Steve actually beat me and beat me badly.  That was pretty normal when we played, and I was used to it.  I heard the front door open and then Allie’s voice as she talked to mom.  I wanted to see if Leslie was still with her, I thanked Steve for letting me play and left his room.  I bounced down the steps but saw that Allie was alone talking to Brian.  Jenny was on the floor and it sounded like mom was in the kitchen.

Allie turned towards me when I walked into the family room.  Her eyes immediately went to my chest.

“Nice tits sissy.” She smiled and laughed as she said it. 

Brian was shocked and you could see he was getting ready to say something to Allie. 

I laughed and sincerely said.  “Thanks.  I like them.  Why are you home?  Did Leslie go back to her house?”

“It started to thunder so they closed the pool.  Yes, she went home, disappointed?”  Allie grinned at the last part. 

Something must have shown on my face. 

“Hey, I am going to grab a drink really quick, can you come up to my room, I want to show you something.  Do you want something to drink also?”  Allie asked. 

“Sure.  I will take a water.”  I replied. 

Allie went into the kitchen and came back with two bottled waters, I followed her up to her room.  Allie’s room was pretty much off limits to me, and I couldn’t remember the last time I had been in it.  It was filled with lots of lavender and purple colors.  Her bed had a bunch of stuff animals on it.  There were also a lot of clothes strewn about it. 

I noticed the chair at her desk had bras hanging from it and on the top of her laundry basket you could see a couple pairs of panties.  Normally Allie would have freaked if I she knew I had seen those.  Allie took a seat in her chair and I sat on the bed.  I was a little nervous and wasn’t sure why. 

“So… Christine left a bra and falsies for you?”

“Uh yea…” I replied anxiously. 

“You look cute.  Do you like wearing a bra?”  Her eyes dropped down.  “Um… if you are going to keep doing this, you need to work on sitting in skirt.  You are flashing me right now.  Still wearing a diaper, I see.” 

I quickly closed my legs together.  I realized my diaper was partly to blame for my legs being opened, the bulk of it made it natural for my legs to spread some. 

“Yes… I like wearing a bra.  Do you like wearing one?  Were you excited when you first started to wear one?  And right now, I have to wear a diaper, I keep having accidents although my diaper is dry right now.”  I was surprised at how open I was with Allie. 

Allie smiled.  “Yes… I was thrilled when I got my first bra.  I couldn’t wait to have boobs.  Now… I like wearing one but mostly because it makes my boobs look a little bigger.”

“Your boobs look really good in your dress.”  I told her. 

“Thank you.  Leslie is pretty jealous of my boobs although I think she likes looking at them.”   Allie winked at me. 

“Really?  Leslie likes looking at your boobs?”  I asked surprised. 

“Yea.  I catch her sometimes, although never when you are around.  She is too busy looking at you.”  Allie blushed a little as she said that.  “I think she is trying to figure some things out.” 

“What do you mean?”  I was confused, or maybe I wasn’t, and just wanted to hear Allie say it. 

“I think she is possibly gay… or more likely bi and she admires you being open about being… um… different, I guess.  Then seeing you looking like a girl… especially this morning when you looked so pretty that sealed the deal for her.  She has a huge crush on you.”  There was no teasing me as she said it, it was just a stated as fact. 

My mind was racing with this information and at first, because of that distraction, I didn’t realize I had started to wet my diaper.  When I did realize it, for a second, I tried to stop but the enjoyment of the warmth in my diaper and feeling of it swell caused me to let my bladder go completely. 

“Uh… are you wetting your diaper right now?”  Allie asked.  “You are squirming a lot or something.” 

I got bright red.  “Yes.”

“You really enjoy that don’t you?  I don’t remember what it felt like while I was wetting my diaper.  When I was still wetting my bed, I would just wake up wet.  Does it feel good when you are doing it?” 

“Yes… at least to me it does.  I like being diapered; I like when the tapes are pulled on really tight.  It is weird but that one time you helped me, you taped it really tight, that was awesome.  I love how it feels between my legs while wearing it.  And when I wet it, I like the warm sensation and feeling of it swell up.”  I was looking down as I told her all this. 

“Interesting, I guess.  I hated mom diapering me when I was older and knew what was happening.  I told you before I hate wearing a maxi pad.  I do like wearing thong panties though.  I was shocked mom let me get a couple pairs.”  Allie was blushing at the end. 

“I didn’t know you hated that.  I was so jealous of you when mom would diaper you.  What does the thong feel like?”  I asked.

“Funny isn’t it.  What one person likes, and the other doesn’t.  They just feel tight on you and when you move you can feel it between your butt cheeks.  It is a reminder you are wearing something kind of naughty maybe.”

“I think one of the pairs of panties Christine gave me is a thong.  Mom suggested that I could wear a maxi pad instead of diaper to get the sensation of bulk between my legs.  I wore one of yours this morning that Christine gave me and liked it.  Mom said they make thicker ones.”  I was loving talking to Allie about all of this. 

“When you get a chance, try the thong on and let me know what you think.  In fact, if you go get it and a fresh diaper you could try it on now and then I could help you change again.  If you want?”

“Really? I will be right back.” I quickly left her room and went to mine and grabbed the black thong, a new diaper, and my wipes. 

I came back into Allie’s room, she smiled at me.  “You can remove your diaper and clean yourself in the closet before putting the thong on.” 

I opened the closet door.  Allie had a large walk-in closet.  I pulled my skirt up and undid the tapes on my diaper and let it fall to the floor.  I quickly ran a couple wipes over my groin and butt and dropped them  into the wet diaper. 

I stepped into the thong and pulled it up and then adjusted it.  Right away I felt the back of it pull into the crack of my butt cheeks.  My skirt dropped down, and I walked out of the closet. I immediately recognized what Allie was talking about as I moved. 

“Like it?”  Allie said with a big smile. 

“Yes.  I understand what you mean.”  I smiled back at her and continued to move around her room before sitting on the bed. 

“A lot easier to keep your legs closed so you aren’t flashing all the boys, huh…”  Allie giggled. 

“Yes.”  And it was true.  There wasn’t anything between my legs wanting to push them outward. 

“Unfortunately, they aren’t really good for wearing a pad with.  Not a lot there for the adhesive to stick to so it stays in place.  Pretty much need to stick to bikini style panties for that.”  Allie was still smiling. 

We both jumped for some reason when mom yelled up the stairs.  “Allie, Steve…  Cindy get ready to come down for dinner.” 

I noticed that mom hesitated a bit before saying Cindy and that she said that last.  She normally called out my male name first when she called out to all of us.  It was in oldest to youngest order.  Was she saying that Cindy was younger than Allie and Steve?  I definitely felt like Allie was the older sister right now. 

“Okay… lets get you back into your diaper.  I don’t want mom mad at us if you have an accident.”  Allie picked the diaper up off the dresser and moved over to me.  I waited for her to hand it to me, but she motioned for me to lay back on her bed.  Was she planning on actually changing me and not just tightening the tabs? 

I laid back and Allie set the diaper on bed.  She then reached under my skirt and grabbed my thong and pulled it off me.  My skirt still pretty much covered my groin area.

She picked the diaper up and unfolded it then moved to slide it under me.  I instinctively lifted my butt up and Allie slide it under me.  She then flipped my skirt up and pulled the front over me crotch.  It was probably only a couple seconds, but I was completely exposed to her.  Her facial expression never changed, and she pulled the sides over and taped them.  Again, the diaper was tighter then when mom did it and I couldn’t help but smile at how it felt. 

“Okay Sissy… lets go get some dinner.  Tight enough for you?”  Allie winked at me. 

“Yes.  Thank you.”  I felt a warmness go through me.  “Allie, I love you.” 

“I know.  I love you too sister.” 

I think I floated down the stairs. 

[BabyGabrial]

Not gonna lie. This story has really lost my interest since all of the baby stuff has been taken out.

[Flyingsquirrel]

I am curious if Cindy is going down the full transition route of things. Judging by how things have been going it feels that way. 

[fireandcrinkles]

Chapter 15

 Mom had made lasagna for dinner which was a favorite for all of us.  I was still sitting next to Jenny and not in the spot I had usually sat at, but I wasn’t wearing a bib and my food wasn’t cut up in small pieces.  I even had both a knife and fork to use and was drinking out a glass.  The talk around the table was lively with a lot of laughing.  

“I am heading out really early tomorrow, before everyone is up, it is a short trip this time though.  I will be back late on Wednesday.  Steve, I need you to step up and help out and take care of the girls, okay.”  Brian said as we were all finishing dinner. 

Mom got a little bit of a funny look on her face after Brian talked.   I recognized that he had lumped me in with Mom, Allie and as one of the girls.  I was okay with that. 

“The girls appreciate help, but we aren’t helpless and don’t need to be taken care of.  Do we girls.”  Mom said her tone showed she was obviously annoyed as heavily emphasized the word girls. 

Allie quickly agreed with mom, but I sat quietly.  I was hoping this conversation would end quickly and we could go back to laughing like we were a few minutes ago. 

“Well at least two of you need to have your diapers taken care.”   Steve said with a quick glance at me and smile at Jenny. 

Mom stood up.  “Okay.  I think this conversation should stop.  Allie and Cindy can you clean up the kitchen will I take care Jenny up for a bath, please.” 

“Sorry hunny… I didn’t mean to imply anything.”  Brian said. 

Mom, with Jenny on her hip, stopped and kissed his forehead.  “I know.  I just think we should stop before someone says something that makes everyone mad.” 

Allie and I cleaned the kitchen in silence and when we were done, we went out to the family room.  I wasn’t sure where Brian and Steve had gone. 

Allie had picked up her phone and was playing on it.  I realized I hadn’t seen my phone in the last week.    Allie was smiling and typing.  I figure she was texting with Leslie and was a little jealous. 

“Tell Leslie I said hi.”  I said quietly.  “

“Uh… I am not chatting with her.”  Allie replied without looking up. 

“Oh…  okay.”  I wanted to ask who but didn’t want Allie to get mad at me.

“I am texting Jimmy.”  Allie said with a huge smile, but her cheeks reddened.

 I was shocked she told me that but really happy.  “Oh wow.  That is awesome!  Is he flirting with you?” 

“Yea.  A little.”  Her face got redder. 

“Was he at the pool this afternoon?”  

“Yes.  But had to leave pretty soon after Leslie and I got there.”  Allie was typing as she spoke. 

“Oh… that sucks.  But at least you got to see him for a little bit.”  

“He just told me he is going tomorrow and hopes he will see my beautiful smile.”  Allie was beaming as she told me that. 

“Really.  That is more than a little flirty.  And he is right you do have a beautiful smile.”  I told her. 

“Thanks sissy.  You have a pretty smile also.”  Allie said. 

“What have I told you about using that word?”  Mom’s voice boomed out. 

“It is okay mom.  I don’t mind when Allie says it.  I don’t think she is doing it to be mean.”  I quickly came to Allie’s defense. 

“It’s my new nickname for my new sister.”  Allie had set her phone down. 

“Hmm… well if Cindy is okay with it and it was said with affection, that is okay.  But if I hear you using it differently… no phone for you for a week, got it?”  Mom’s voice was stern. 

Allie nodded yes and mom sat Jenny down on the couch between us as she went into the kitchen.  I reached out and tickled Jenny’s side and she squealed.  Allie started on the other side and when mom returned Jenny was giggling and squirming as Allie and continued our tickle attack. 

Mom picked Jenny up and took her to the love seat and Jenny started to nurse on her bottle.  I felt a tinge of jealousy and remorse that I wasn’t going to get a bottle also.   When I looked over at Allie and saw she had picked her phone up again I wondered if mom would let me have my phone back. 

Jenny had finished her bottle and mom got up from the couch.  “I am taking Jenny up to put her to bed.  Is your diaper wet?  You don’t have to go to bed, but I want to change you now that way we don’t possibly wake Jenny up later.” 

“Uh no.  But I will probably need to go soon, and it will be wet then.”  I told her. 

“Really? The last time I changed you was after lunch, I think.  That is a long time to stay dry.  That is a good sign.”  Mom said. 

“Uh…  Allie changed me before dinner.”  My face got red as I told her that for some reason. 

“Allie changed you?  Not sure I am a fan of that. You can tell you are going to pee soon?  That is a step in the right direction.”  Mom smiled at me.  “Run into the bathroom and pee in the toilet then meet me in your room for a diaper change.  Or I guess, if you want, since you like how it feels you can wet your diaper and then I will change you.” 

I knew that mom would prefer that I use the toilet.  I also knew that I had wet my diaper in front of Allie earlier, but I wasn’t sure what she would think if I did it right now.  I started to get up to head to the toilet but stopped.  I wasn’t sure how much longer I would be able to do this, so I started to wet myself. 

Mom had headed up stairs.  I could see Allie watching me.  My face must have shown something to indicate I was peeing in the diaper.  As I felt the warmth spread through it and it began to swell.  Allie grinned at me and shook her head in a little bit of disbelief. 

“Well at least you aren’t pooping in it.  Sorry, but that was just gross.”  Allie said. 

“I know.  Mom made me do that. Trust me I never wanted to do that.  I need to go get changed.”  I said as I moved towards the stairs. 

“Nice waddle, sissy.”  Allie laughed

I realized that I was waddling a little because of how much my diaper swelled after I wet it.

Mom was just getting ready to put Jenny in her crib when I entered the room.  I went over to the closet and grabbed a fresh diaper, baby powder, and my wipes.  My Sleeping Beauty nightgown was laying on my bed.  I removed the clothes I had on and laid back on my bed. 

“Growing up fast aren’t you.  You pretty much have done everything on your own except change your own diaper, which I notice is wet.  Guess you decided not to use the toilet.”  Mom smiled at me. 

I felt her pull the tapes off and I lifted my butt up so you she could pull the wet diaper out from under me.  She rolled it up and then fluffed out the new diaper before sliding it under me.  She quickly cleaned me with the wipes and generously sprinkled powder on me.  She then pulled the front up in place and brought a side over and did the tapes.  As she pulled the other side over and tightly and snuggly taped that side I sighed in contentment. 

“Tight enough for you?”  Mom asked with a smile. 

“Perfect.  Thank you, mommy.”  I told her. 

“I guess you can stop calling me mommy and say mom, since we aren’t going to treat you like a toddler anymore.”  There was touch of sadness in her voice maybe. 

“I kind of like mommy, especially when you are doing that.”  I was suddenly to shy to say when you are diapering me. 

“Ok… you can get your nightgown on by yourself, right?  You like that one and that style?”  She asked. 

“Yes, and yes.”  I said pulling the nightgown over my head. 

“I will order a couple of others like it.  They have pretty much all the Disney Princesses, any preferences?”  She grinned as she asked. 

“Uh… how about Cinderella and… Elsa, although she isn’t a princess, she is a queen.”  I replied. 

“I figured you would say Cinderella… and your comment about Elsa may help prove you should be wearing nightgowns.”  She laughed.  “You can go back downstairs but bedtime is 10:00, okay?” 

“Thanks Mommy.  Oh… since I am not a baby anymore, can I get my phone back?”  I asked when I stopped at the door. 

“Hmm…  I will think about that.   Allie didn’t get her phone until her fourteenth birthday.  Maybe we add that to the list of rewards for successful potty training.”  Mom smiled at the end. 

“Okay.  Love you mommy.”  I said as I left the room. 

When I got back downstairs Steve had joined Allie in the family room.  Steve had the remote and was surfing through the channels.  Allie was back to playing on her phone.   I sat down on the couch with Steve who had smirked when he saw my outfit. 

“Did mom change you?”  Allie asked without looking up. 

“Yes. But she let me dress myself.” 

“Aw… my little siste is growing up.’  Allie laughed. 

“She let you dress yourself and you picked that?”  Steve asked.  “And you are still wearing a diaper?” 

“Yes… I like wearing this… and I like wearing a diaper.”  I said looking at him. 

“Whatever… I guess you do you…”  Steve said. 

“Thanks…  I know you don’t understand it.  I don’t totally understand it either.”  I replied. 

Mom poked her head in.  “I am going to help Brian pack and then probably go to bed.  Make sure you all go to bed on time.   Allie, Cindy and Steve can stay up until 10:00, okay.” 

“Yep.  I will make sure they head to bed on time mom.  I hope you sleep well.”  Allie said.  She had accented the word sleep with smirk on her face.

Mom just replied. “Good night.” 

That pretty much confirmed that, at least for now, mom planned to treat me like a younger sister to Allie.  Two weeks ago, the thought of Allie being in charge of me, or having some power and authority over me would have both angered and scared me.  This evening, I was actually happy about it. 

“I really hope they are using some protection.  As much as they are doing it lately, we are going to end up with another brother or sister if they aren’t.”  Allie laughed. 

“I hope so also because I can’t take another sister.”  Steve actually chuckled as he said that. 

“Yea… two weeks ago a new baby would have been the tie breaker, now if it is a girl, it would be an overwhelming majority.”  Allie said. 

“Are you really going to be a girl now… like all the time?  Even at school and everywhere?”  Steve turned toward me and asked. 

“I don’t know.”  I quickly blurted out. 

That was the truth.  I didn’t know.  I knew for certain I liked girl things and girl clothes.  This morning had been amazing when I had dressed up.  Even when mom was treating me like a toddler, I had preferred the girly stuff.  I didn’t really enjoy traditional boy things.  The only sport I sort of liked was soccer and that was played by both boys and girls. 

“I hope she is.  I like her better as a girl.  But she has a lot to learn.  Including how to sit like a girl, you are flashing us with your legs spread wide open like that and your nightgown all bunched up at your waist.  You need to pull it down and bring your legs up together.  You don’t want everyone seeing your panties or in your case diaper, do you?”  Allie lectured me. 

“Are you going to keep wearing diapers all the time?”  Steve asked.  “What about when school starts are you going to wear diapers then?” 

“Not all the time, at least I don’t think so.  Mom and I are going to try and get back to not needing to wear them, or only needing them at night.”  I told him. 

“You have to wear them now?  You don’t wet them on purpose?  And why do you want to wear them at night. I am so happy that I don’t have to wear them at night anymore.  I don’t even have to wear pull ups anymore.  It is awesome!”  Steve was pretty animated as he spoke. 

“Uh… yea, I do have to wear them.  Or maybe I should wear them.  Right now, I start to wet them without really knowing it is happening.  And I like how they feel when I wear them.”  I said matter of fact. 

“Wow…  well whatever.  I am heading up stairs, want to play a quick game before bedtime?” Steve asked. 

“Uh… thanks for asking.  How about a game tomorrow?  I want to talk with Allie a little.”  I said.

“Okay…  Allie are you and Leslie going to the pool tomorrow?  If you are, can I go with you all?” Steve said as he got up from the couch and moved to the stairs. 

“Yep.  We are planning to go late in the morning and staying through lunch until the afternoon.  You are welcome to go if you want.”  Allie hadn’t looked up from her phone as she spoke. 

“Thanks.”  Steve said and went up the stairs. 

“Still texting Jimmy?”  I asked a little nervously. 

“Uh… just finished.  Confirmed he was going to the pool tomorrow.”  She smiled.  “Now confirming what time Leslie will be here.” 

“Oh great.   Uh… speaking of Leslie… umm… has she said anything about… umm… about….”  I couldn’t get my question out of my mouth. 

“About what?  Just say it.”  Allie had set her phone down and smiled. 

“About my diapers.  Or wearing girl clothes… or you know.”  I was looking at my feet.

“Like what? What do you want to know?”  Allie replied.

“Well…. What she thinks about me wearing them?  I know she has been nice to me when she is around me.  What does she say when I am not around?  Does it gross her out?”  I asked. 

“It doesn’t gross her out.  Well maybe the pooping part.  She did say she couldn’t believe you actually did that.  I actually think she likes the rest of it.  And she definitely liked how you looked in those gowns this morning.  She told me that.”  Allie smiled as she talked about the gowns.

“I am definitely not going to poop in a diaper anymore.”  I said.

“Why are you asking what she thinks?”  Allie laughed. 

“I just am.”  I said quickly. 

“Yea… do you maybe have a little crush on her?  Especially now that you have seen her all dressed up?” 

“Well, she definitely looked pretty in her dress.” I replied. 

“Uh… huh….  She did.  And you liked how she looked?” Allie’s eyes showed she was enjoying this conversation. 

“Yes.”  I could feel my cheeks reddening. 

Allie smiled wildly.  “You didn’t answer about the crush on her?” 

“I guess I do, maybe…  I don’t know.  I know she is pretty, and she is so nice to me.  And I like when she is here.”  I answered honestly. 

“Well, that sounds like a crush to me.  Do you feel like butterflies when you first see her or when she smiles at you?  That is what happens to me with Jimmy.”

“The last couple of times, yes.  Before umm… the uh… diapers and toddler thing…  I am not sure.  And then at first… I was just really embarrassed about her seeing me and knowing I was wearing and using baby stuff.”  My thoughts were just kind of pouring out now. 

“Oh… hmm… did you have a crush on anyone else before that uh… diapers and… stuff.”  Allie asked. 

“No… well maybe Christine a little but I think I was just mostly in awe of her and maybe thinking about it now, I just loved how she looked and what she would be wearing.”  I responded. 

“Oh yea… that makes sense.  I am the same way with her.  I might even have a little girl crush on her myself… and I am not attracted to girls.”  Allie laughed. 

“So, you are certain you only like guys?”

“Yea…  When I noticed that Leslie was maybe… I don’t know… checking me out or something.  I thought about it for maybe a second, but girls aren’t my thing.  What about you… I mean with guys?”  Allie was a little hesitant to ask that. 

“Oh…  Do you think Leslie has a crush on you?”  I asked disappointed. 

“No… honestly.  I know who Leslie has a crush on.   But I also know that Leslie has at least thought about girls. And you didn’t answer my question.”  Allie said. 

“I don’t think I like guys… guess I am not really sure.  I honestly haven’t thought much about that.  Leslie told you about liking girls?  And who does she have a crush on?” I asked. 

Allie laughed.  “Well on the guy thing you have plenty of time to figure that out.  And yes, Leslie confessed that to me.  She isn’t sure of that and now she is even more confused about it now.”  Allie had a strange look as she stopped speaking. 

“Why is she more confused?”  I asked. 

“Are you really this dense?”  Allie laughed.  “She is more confused because she now has a huge crush on guy, but that guy might want to be a girl. And she didn’t really start crushing on him until she saw him wearing girl stuff, not just any girl stuff but baby girl stuff… but then she saw him looking like an older girl and she really liked that.” 

Obviously, she was talking about me and the whole thing confused me also, so I just said.  “Oh.” 

“It is almost ten o’clock, so you need to head to bed.  I don’t want mom to be mad that I didn’t make sure my little sissy wasn’t in bed on time.”  Allie emphasized the world little as she said it.

“Okay.  Thanks Allie.  What time is Leslie going to be here tomorrow?”  I asked. 

“Probably around ten or ten thirty so make sure you are looking pretty then.”  Allie winked at me. 

I got up and went and hugged her then said good night before heading up stairs and quietly slipping into mine and Jenny’s room.  Climbing under the covers my mind was racing with lots of thoughts and I didn’t think I would be able to fall asleep because of them.  I was surprised that the next thing I heard was Jenny talking and I could see daylight coming peaking past the curtains in the room.  

I decided to get out of bed and get Jenny out of her crib.  The first thing I noticed as I stood up was my diaper was soaked.  I definitely hadn’t realized I had wet it when it happened. 

Jenny smiled at me as she saw me come over to her crib and pick her up after I switched on the light.  I carried her back to my bed thinking my mom would wake up any minute, like she normally did when she heard Jenny on the monitor in the morning.  After about ten minutes I decided to take Jenny downstairs thinking maybe mom was down there and couldn’t hear the monitor. 

I hoisted Jenny onto my hip and left the room.  The very wet diaper between my legs definitely had me waddling as we went down the stairs.  I peaked in the kitchen and mom wasn’t there, so I took her into the family room and sat her on couch. 

“Mickey, Mickey, Mickey….”  Jenny chanted and pointed her arms at the TV. 

I found the remote and turned-on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse for her.  I debated going up to mom’s room to see what was going on but then thought maybe I could make Jenny’s bottle for her.  This would show mom I was more of a grown up and I would be able to get my phone back…  plus, maybe some older girl clothes.

I got Jenny down on the floor with and got her some blocks and moved into the kitchen and found one of  her bottles.  After getting the milk out and warming it up a little in microwave I moved back to the family room and got Jenny.  She was just starting to nurse on it when I heard a commotion upstairs in the hallway then I heard mom moving quickly down the stairs. 

“There you all are.  What is going on?  Are you giving Jenny her bottle?”  Mom sounded surprised. 

“Yes.  She woke up and you didn’t come in the room so I thought I would get her up and started.”  I said with a little pride in my voice. 

“Well… I uh… I got up with Brian when he left and laid down for bit.  I must have fallen back asleep and never heard the monitor.”  She sounded frazzled. 

“It is okay.  We have only been up for about a half hour maybe.”  I was still proud that I was acting older.

“I guess that this is alright… I mean we have been talking about you behaving like an older…  person.  Thank you.”  She smiled at the end. 

I was stuck on the hesitation and use of the word person.  I thought mom and I had agreed that at least for a little while she would treat me as girl.  Jenny finished her bottle and mom took her from me and gave her a big hug and kiss before setting her down on the floor again. 

I got up to take the bottle into the kitchen.  My diaper waddle most have been very evident. 

“Uh… you look like your diapers wet.  Did you wake up with it wet or did you do that after you woke up?”  Mom asked. 

“I woke up wet.”  I said and realizing I could feel some pressure on my bladder added.  “And I probably need a new one soon.” 

“So, you think you are going to have to go soon?”  Mom asked. 

“Yes.”  I told her. 

“If I took that off and got some… panties for you would you be able to keep them dry and used the potty when you have to go.”  She raised and eyebrow as she asked the question. 

The truth was right now, since I wasn’t distracted, I probably could do that.  The problem is I didn’t want that.  I wanted her to diaper me, and I wanted to wet another diaper.  I was trying to figure out how to tell my mom that. 

“I can tell you don’t like that idea, huh.”  Mom said a little sadly. 

“Not really…”  replied looking at the ground. 

I could see mom was thinking and then she said.  “Okay… how about I change your diaper this morning while I change Jenny’s.  You can wet that diaper but then you have to at least go with pullups the rest of the day.”  She said.

“Okay.”  I said happily.

Mom went upstairs and came back with diapers and supplies in her hands.  She first changed Jenny’s diaper and then indicated I should lay down on the floor in front of her.  She pushed my nightgown up and then removed my wet diaper before using a wipe to clean me.  I raised my butt up so she could slide the new on in place and then secured it tightly on me.  For a second, I thought that I liked it more when Allie did the tapes because she made it feel really tight. 

Eventually Allie and Steve made there way down stairs and mom told use breakfast was ready.  While we ate mom asked Allie if she could look through her stuff and find a skirt and t shirt I could I borrow or have.  She mentioned that eventually we would have to go shopping for some clothes for me.  I was excited about that idea but also realized it probably meant leaving the house dressed as a girl.

After we ate Steve asked if I wanted to play a quick video game with him before he went to pool with Allie and Leslie.  I said yes and we headed up to his room.  This time when I choose a girl avatar for the game, I just saw a small grin on his face.  While we played, I realized that I had started to wet my diaper.  I also was beginning to feel a need to poop.

He beat me pretty badly and said laughing.  “You play like you are girl.” 

“You are just really good.  You have always beat me.  It has nothing to do with being a girl.”  I said.

“I still can’t believe you really want to be a girl.  Does that mean you want to like kiss boys and stuff?”

“No… At least I don’t think so.  It means that I like things that girls tend to like.  I like their clothes, I like looking pretty, I don’t really like things that most boys like… like video games, and fishing, and baseball.”  I told him. 

“If you don’t like video games, why do you play them with me?” Steve asked. 

“Because you ask.  And you enjoy playing them.  It makes you happy to play the games.”  I told him honestly. 

“Oh.  Well thanks.  Want to play another round?  I probably have time.”  He said.

“I need to go find mom.  My diaper needs to be changed.”  I got up to head out of the room.

Mom was down with Jenny in the family room.  I told her my diaper was wet and that I needed to poop.  She told me I could go upstairs and take the diaper off and use the bathroom.  When I was done, I should check with Allie to see if she found something for me to wear and that she would grab a pull up for me out of Steve’s room. 

I finished in the bathroom.  I had rolled my diaper up and planned to put it the diaper pail in mine and Jenny’s room.  I went to Allie’s room holding the diaper in my hand.  It felt weird being naked under my night gown and I was conscious of how short it was.  Allie’s door was closed so I knocked, and she told me to come in. 

“I forgot to get something for you let’s see what I can find.”  Allie told me as I walked in.  

I stepped in the room and saw Allie in her bathing suit.  It was a two piece, and the top made her boobs look bigger. I had two thoughts.  First, Allie was very pretty.  Second, I was jealous of what she was wearing and how she looked.  I wanted to have boobs like that. 

Allie turned to me.  “What?  Are you staring at my boobs?  Stop, perv.” 

“Sorry.  You just look…  pretty.  And… I…”  I had looked away quickly and I couldn’t find the words to say I wanted boobs also.

“You what?”  Allie demanded. 

“I am just… jealous I think.”  I said looking at the floor. 

“Oh… well… yea.  I guess I get that.”  She had returned to her dresser and pulled out a couple of things. 

“I think this will work.”  She held out a teal skirt.  “Oh, and this will go with it.  I don’t wear the shirt anymore so you can have it if you want.” 

I took the skirt and the shirt and turned to leave.  “Thanks.”

I stepped into the hallway and was shocked to see Leslie standing there.  She looked at me and smiled.  I was immediately self-conscious about the length of my nightgown and the fact I was holding a used diaper in my hand. 

“Hi Cindy.  How are you?”  Leslie asked with a smile. 

“Uh… okay.  How are you?”  I responded nervously. 

“Good.  Is Allie in her room?  We are going to the pool.” 

“Yea…  She already has her bathing suit on.  She was just giving me something to wear today.”  I told her not sure why I told her that. 

“Oh… okay.  I hope it is something cute.  And aren’t you supposed to wear the diaper on you, not carry it.”  She laughed. 

“Ah… I do to.  Uh… this one’s wet.  I need to throw it in the pail.  I am going to try pullups again today.”  I said not sure why I said that about the pullups. 

“Well good luck!”  Leslie and she moved past me and went into Allie’s room. 

I went in mine and Jenny’s room and immediately put the diaper in the pail.  Then I went over to my bed.  Mom had left one of Steve’s pullups on it.  I put that on, I remembered mom had said she was going to get me some girly pullups.  I hoped she would do that soon.  The pullup felt good on me, but I did miss the experience of mom diapering me. 

I pulled up the skirt that Allie had given me and zipped the side zip up.  It was tight on my waist, and I probably needed a larger size.  It was a skater skirt and I liked where it hit my thighs.  I pulled the white shirt v neck sleeveless shirt on next.  Aerial was on the front.  Walking over to the mirror I smiled at my outfit.  It was cute although I was disappointed, I didn’t have boobs.

I went downstairs and saw Jenny stacking blocks.  I got down on the floor with her and she smiled while clapping her hands.  I hadn’t played with her much the past couple days.  I also noticed that she had a messy diaper.  Mom was in the kitchen, so I told her. 

“Glad it is her diaper that is messy and not yours.  Honestly, I am hoping I won’t be changing anymore of your dirty diapers.  They were stinky!”  Mom said walking out of the family room. 

“And they were really gross!”  I head Allie saying. 

I turned and saw her and Leslie standing there, and my face got really red.  Leslie had a sheepish grin on her face but was looking right at me. 

“You made me do it mom.  I didn’t want to do that.”  I said that making sure Leslie knew I didn’t want to do that. 

“Yea…  you just like peeing in them.  I know.”  Mom replied.  “Come on Jenny lets go get you changed.  And Cindy, remember that pull up isn’t for wetting.  If you think you are going to pee, try and use the bathroom.” 

“I will.”  I said quickly. 

“Steve hurry up!”  Allie screamed up the stairs. 

“You look cute.”  Leslie told me. 

“Ah… thanks.  So do you.”  I said blushing.

“Aw… that is so sweet.  You both think you the other one is cute.”  Allie laughed. 

“I hope Jimmy thinks you look cute… or maybe hot with your boobs on display in that bathing suit.”  Leslie said to Allie. 

“Quiet.  I don’t want mom to hear.”  Allie admonished her. 

“Okay… lets go.”  Steve had suddenly appeared. 

Leslie turned to me.  “Maybe you can go to the pool with us one day.  That would be great.  See you later I hope.” 

“Uh… yea.  Maybe I can.”  I said shyly. 

“She needs to stop peeing herself first.  Or maybe she could get a pretty swim diaper.  Come on let’s go. See you later Sissy!”  Allie said accenting the word sissy. 

Again, I felt my face turn red and looked at Leslie after Allies’ comment.  She just smiled and winked at me which made me feel great.  As the walked out and the door closed behind them, I realized I was disappointed I wasn’t going with them.  Or I was disappointed I wasn’t going with Leslie. 

I was also wondering why suddenly Allie was kind of back to her normal self.  It seemed like she was going out of her way to take shots at me and my diapers when Leslie was here.  When said sissy this time it wasn’t with affection. 

I suddenly felt the urge to pee.   I felt a quick spurt into my pullup but concentrated on holding it and went to the hall bathroom.  I quickly yanked the pullup down, pulled my skirt up, and for some reason turned and sat on the toilet seat.  As soon as I sat, I emptied my bladder. 

When I was done, I wiped myself.  Looking at the pullup it didn’t look too wet so I pulled it back into place and straightened my skirt.  I washed my hands and stepped out of the bathroom.  Mom was standing there holding Jenny on her hip. 

“Did you just pee in the toilet?”  She asked. 

“Yes.  Well, a little squirted in my pullup but most of it was in the toilet.”  I told her. 

“That is great.  I am proud of you sweetie.  Do you need a new pullup?” 

“No.  It was just a little.” I said proudly. 

“Great.  Can you be a big girl and watch Jenny for a bit while get some laundry started and do a couple of other chores.  Maybe after her lunch time we can play in the pool on the back deck.”  Mom said. 

“Sure.  Let’s play blocks Jenny.”  I took her from mom and took her over to the blocks. 

I was missing the feel of the diaper between my legs, but the pullup felt pretty good.  I realized I was happy mom was treating me like a big girl and not toddler.  It was a pretty big step for her to ask me to watch Jenny.  I wondered what other things she would be letting me do next.  Hopefully getting my phone back would be one of them. 

Just a quick note about this story.  I realize that some will be disappointed that it has moved way from a baby/toddler theme. Although you never know what is coming.  

I am way further on the DL side than the AB side, with a passing interest in that.  I am more a CD than AB.  I have had a maxi pad fetish for a long time also.  I tend to write what makes me happy and share it.  Hopefully others will enjoy the parts that hit their interests.  For those it doesn't I am sorry.  Hopefully someone will write and share something that does.  

[Eagle0769]

I write what I feel you do the same. You write very well and your stories are always very good.

You get members to write what they think about your stories I write and all I get are likes which

are nice but I would like members to give me what they think about my stories.

I like this story because it has what I like. If you mix in CD I will keep reading it.

[fireandcrinkles]

Chapter 16

I kept an eye on Jenny while mom did her chores and then we all had breakfast together.  During lunch I jumped up and quickly went to the bathroom.  I only had a small spurt of pee escape into my pull up as entered the bathroom.  Again, I sat to pee after pushing the pullup down to my ankles and lifting my skirt up.  I wiped the tip and flushed the toilet paper.  I got everything situated, washed my hands, and returned to the kitchen. 

“Everything go okay Sweetie.  Is that pullup still good?”   Mom asked as I came back in. 

“Yep.  Just a little escaped this time.  It is still mostly dry.”  I told her. 

“That is so great.  Your new pullups should be here anytime today.  I did one day delivery when I ordered them yesterday.” 

“Thanks mommy.  Did you get me girly ones?” I asked shyly. 

She smiled.  “Yes… pink and lavender.  They are definitely girly.” 

We finished lunch.  Mom told me she was going to take Jenny up for a diaper change and lay her down for her nap.   I stayed down stairs and cleaned up the kitchen.  I heard a quick rap on the door and went and opened.  There was box on the porch, and I watched the delivery truck drive off. 

Mom came downstairs and saw the box.  “Oh, I bet those are them.” 

She quickly opened the box.  “Yep.  Very cute.  Do you want to change into one of these?”  

I nodded yes. 

“I tell you what.  You have been very helpful today and have done really great with not wetting yourself so far.  How about we go up to my room and if you want, I can help you can put a little makeup on.  Plus, I grabbed the bra that Christine gave you and you can put that on with the falsies.  Meet me there after you change.” 

I grabbed the pullup and went up to the bathroom upstairs.  I pulled the generic white one off by ripping the sides and then stepped into the lavender one.  It had some extra ruffles on it, and I noticed it wasn’t as tight as I pulled it up my legs.  Once it was in place it was obvious it fit better and that there was a little more padding in it than Steve’s pullups. 

I happily moved into mom’s room.  The bra and falsies were laying on the bed and took my shirt off and put the bra on, tucking the falsies in it.  I was again happy to feel the tug of the bra straps on my shoulder.  I pulled the shirt back on as mom came in the room. 

“You should see your smile.  You know every girl is thrilled when she gets her first bra, and her breasts start to develop.  Although I want to show you something.  Come over to the mirror.”  She directed.  “You can see the purple of your bra through that white shirt.  No big deal since it is just in the house, but you wouldn’t want to go out like that.” 

“Guess that means I need to get a white bra, huh?”  I said looking at her. 

Mom laughed.  “Yes, I guess you do if you are planning on wearing them a lot. I might have an old one you can have until we can get you one, although my boobs are little bigger than Christine’s.” 

Mom moved over to master bathroom and the big mirror in front of it and directed me to come over to her. 

“We are going to do just a little mascara and I grabbed some of Allie’s light pink lip gloss.”  She said. 

Mom directed me how to put both on.  As I watched her face in the mirror, I tried to get a feel for her reaction to what I was doing.  I would see a smile but there was something in her eyes.  I wasn’t sure if it was sadness, worry, I couldn’t figure it out. 

“You look very pretty.  Let’s sweep your hair back and part it down on the side.”  She brushed and then picked up one of her barrettes and put it my hair.  The makeup made me look like a young girl.  Around the same age as Allie and Leslie. 

I turned and hugged her.  “Thank you, mommy.   Are you okay though?  You look sad.” 

“Oh sweetie, I am fine.  Let’s sit on the bed for a minute.”  She replied.

We climbed up on her bed and she wrapped an arm around me.  She smiled at me as I had slid my hand under me to keep my skirt from bunching up behind me. 

“I think what you saw on my face was me being a little sad and a little bit of worry.  I am sad that I didn’t see this in you all these years.  You definitely have some feminine traits, and you just light up when you get to do girl things.” 

“I am sorry mom.  I know this has to be tough on you.”  I told her.

She squeezed me tight.  “Oh sweetie.  Don’t be sorry.  You are wonderful.  I am sad I didn’t talk about this with you before.  But… I do worry about what it means.  A lot of people are very cruel to people like you.  I worry about you being bullied if you are just being you.  I worry more though about you feeling like you have to hide who you are.” 

I hugged her back.  I didn’t know how to respond to that.  What I thought I was hearing was mom giving me permission to wear girl clothing and do girl things whenever I wanted.  I thought that is what I wanted although I was scared of what that meant. 

“I am scared also mom… but I think….”  I was interrupted when the doorbell rang.  

“You probably want to answer that.  Christine was going to bring you over some more stuff of hers that she doesn’t wear anymore.” Mom smiled at me. 

I jumped off the bed and went down the stairs.  I was excited to see what Christine was bringing plus I wanted her to see the makeup I had put on and how pretty I looked. 

I got to the door and swung it wide open.  I immediately wanted to hide as I saw my friend Scott standing on the porch. 

“Hi… is Mike… umm… Mike… what are you wearing?   What is going on?” Scott stammered. 

I stood frozen.  I couldn’t speak. 

“Christine, thanks for bringing Cindy some more stuff.  Doesn’t she just look adorable, although the purple bra with the white shirt has to go…”  Mom’s voice trailed off as she came around the corner and saw Scott standing on the porch. 

“Oh no… um Scott.”  I heard mom saying.

I finally recovered enough to turn and run away from the door.  I heard Scott saying something about me not answering his texts as I got to the top of the stairs.  I turned to go into mine and Jenny’s room, but I didn’t want to wake her up.  I ended up in Allie’s room.  My face buried into Allie’s pillow as I burst into tears.  

I am not sure how long it was before my mom came into the room.  I was still crying as she wrapped herself around me.  She held me for about five minutes without saying anything. 

“I am sorry sweetie. I was sure that was going to be Christine.  I asked Scott not to say anything to anyone.  I don’t think he will, at least not today.  He asked why you were dressed like a girl.  I told him you would tell him why.”  Mom was rubbing my arm as she spoke.  “You don’t have to do it today but probably soon.” 

I didn’t say anything.  Just pulled my knees up into a fetal position.  That movement made me realize that I had wet my pull up at some point.  

“I need to go get Jenny.  She woke up.  She probably heard you running up the stairs.  I will be back in a minute.”  Mom slowly raised off the bed. 

“Mommy… can you get one of my… would be it be okay…  would it be okay… can I have one of my pacifiers?” 

It took a few seconds but finally I heard mom move out of the room without answering.  A few minutes later she came in with Jenny on her hip. 

“I am not sure if this is a good idea.  Seems like a step back sweetie but here you go.”  She handed me the pacifier. 

I immediately put it in my mouth and shocked at how calm it made me feel.   I am not sure how long afterwards I feel asleep, but it must have been fairly quickly.    I woke up hearing the door open and Allie’s voice. 

“Wake up Goldie Locks!  You are sleeping the wrong bed.”  Allie’s tone was on of humor. 

My eyes fluttered awake, and I felt my mouth working the pacifier.  I sat up in bed and immediately realized something was wrong and jumped out of bed.  My skirt was wet against my thigh.  Allie and I both saw the wet spot on her comforter at the same time.

“You peed in my bed.  Are you fucking kidding me!”  Allie said. 

I was in shock.  First because I had peed in her bed, and second because I had never heard Allie use that word before.  

“Is she okay?”  I heard Leslie’s voice from out in the hallway. 

“No!  She pissed in my bed, and she is sucking a pacifier like a newborn baby.” Allie yelled out. 

“What?  Did you say she peed in your bed?”  I heard mom now asking. 

Allie was yanking her comforter off the bed.  Fortunately, there wasn’t any wetness on the sheets.  Mom came into the room right then. 

“It doesn’t like she actually got the sheets or bed wet.”  Allie told her. 

“Thanks, goodness, for that.” Mom replied. 

Leslie had come in and stood next to me.  I felt her hand on my back and she started to rub circles on it. 

“Are you okay? Your mom told us what happened.”  Leslie said quietly. 

I immediately started to cry again. 

“Cindy, go to your room and don’t sit on anything.  Leslie, sweetie… I think you should head home while we get this all sorted out.  Okay.”  Mom told her. 

“Okay…  Cindy I am really sorry that happened.  Allie, can you text me later, please.”  Leslie said as she moved out of the room. 

I was surprised with everything going on in my mind right now that I was watching Leslie’s butt as she moved out of the room.  In the hallways she turned around, I think because she saw where my eyes were focused, she grave me a big smile.  That smile made my heart flutter a little. 

I was in the room for about ten minutes when mom came in.  She brought a stack of clothes in with her, and I recognized it was the toddler clothes I had worn earlier in the week.  She put most of them in the dresser but there was shirt and pair of shortalls in her hands as she moved over and grabbed one of my disposable diapers and wipes. 

“Take your shirt and bra off.  I don’t think you will be wearing a bra for awhile if you are still wetting beds.”  She laid the clothes and diaper on the bed. 

I removed them and sat them on the bed.  Mom indicated I should lay back on the bed which I did.  She then removed my skirt and the ripped the side of the pullups and removed it also.  Next, she cleaned me with the wipes before sliding the diaper under me as I lifted my butt up without being told.  Powder was sprinkled on me and then diaper was taped on tightly. 

I hated why it was happening, but I was reminded how much I enjoyed being diapered.  Mom told me to stand up and she pulled the pink onesie over my head and snapped the crotch.  Next came the shortalls.  I was then led out of the room by the hand and taken downstairs.  Seeing Steve and his expression made me remember I was still using the pacifier. 

“Back to being a baby I see.”  Steve said as he got up from the love seat and headed upstairs. 

Mom led me over to the floor and I sat down next to Jenny who looked at me and smiled.  “Mickey Baby.” 

I heard my mom snicker and then Allie saying yes as she is as she walked into the room. 

“Allie, watch the babies while I get your comforter in the wash and pull out one for you to use tonight.  Plus, I am going to put the stuff Christine dropped off in your room.  Not sure Cindy will be using it anytime soon.”  My mom’s tone was one of anger. 

I was processing all of this when Jenny walked over with her Elsa plushie and handed it to me.  I took it from her and halfheartedly played with it.  I also took the pacifier from my mouth and sat it on the end table.  Allie was sitting on the love seat texting on her phone. 

She looked down at me.  “I am not sure why, but Leslie just asked me to let her know how you are doing.  She also told me she texted Scott and told him we would explain all of this to him tomorrow and to please not tell anyone.  She said he agreed not to.  So, I guess you bought some time, Sissy.” 

“Please tell her thank you.  And I am really sorry Allie.  I promise you I had no idea that would happen.  Please let me know what I can do to make it up to you.  I am really, really sorry.   And I am really, really scared of what is going to happen.” 

Tears were coming again I started to reach for the pacifier but forced myself not to. 

“Okay… I get it.  It had to be scary, but didn’t you think people would find out at some point.  You can’t spend the rest of your life in the house playing girl, or baby, or whatever.  If being a girl is something you really want, then be a girl.”  Allie lectured. 

“But…. But...”  I stammered. 

“No but…  the same for the diapers, etc.  You like them, that is okay.  But if you are going to wear them then you have to know there is a chance someone if going find out.  I am sorry Scott saw that today, I am, but you need to figure out what you are going to do.”  Allie tone softened as she got to the end. 

“Allie is right.  You have to figure out what you want to do.  Although for the rest of the day and night that has been figured out for you.  You are back to a toddler young lady.”  I heard mom say. 

We ordered pizza for dinner that evening and again mine was cut into little pieces.  I also had to wear a bib.  I noticed that Steve was back to not talking to me and shooting me death stares.  

After dinner mom asked Allie to watch me while she took Jenny up for a bath after dinner and then brought her back down.  She asked Allie to watch Jenny and took my hand and lead me to the bathroom.  I was surprised to find out my diaper was wet as I stood up.  My bath was quick and soon I was back in my room being diapered again. 

When that was done, I was brought back to the family room and told to sit on the couch.  Mom headed into the kitchen and few minutes later came out with two bottles in her hand.  I was surprised when she handed one to Allie. 

“You have become such a help and are great big sister.  I think maybe it would be nice if you gave one of the babies her bottles tonight, okay?”  Mom asked.  “I mean you have been changing diapers so this shouldn’t be a big deal.” 

Allie’s eyes widened, which I am sure matched mine also.  I am not sure why but the idea of Allie holding me and giving me a bottle seemed way worse than her changing my diaper for some reason.   Mom went over and picked Jenny up off the floor.  Allie and I looked at each other both with an expression of this can’t be happening. 

Mom smiled looking at us and then sat Jenny in Allie’s lap and moved over to where I was on the couch.  I am sure my relief showed on my face as I cuddled into my mom and felt my head rest on her breasts.  She brought the bottle to my mouth, and I immediately latched onto the nipple and began to suckle. 

I was surprised at two things.  One how much comfort I got from this, and two the genuine smile that was on my mom’s face as she looked down on me.  I actually felt both our bodies releasing tension, mine had been that way all afternoon.  All too quickly the bottle was finished. 

I sat up and mom waited for Jenny to finish hers.  I looked over and I was surprised at how much more grown-up Allie looked while giving Jenny her bottle.  The other surprising thing was the smile on Allie’s face as she looked down on Jenny. 

We were both finished, and Mom loaded Jenny on her hip and took my hand and led us upstairs.  I looked back at Allie and tried to read the look on her face.  I think she actually looked sorry for me.  Walking up the stairs I did compare the feel of the disposable diaper I was wearing to the feel of the pullup earlier.  I definitely liked the bulk of the diaper better. 

Jenny was put in her crib; I wasn’t sure why we were skipping books this evening.  Maybe it was later than normal but since there was no clock in the room, I wasn’t sure.  Mom came over and tucked me in.  She leaned down and told me that maybe we would reset and start over tomorrow, but I wasn’t to get Jenny out of crib in the morning and wait for my mom to come in.  She then tucked me under my blanket, handed me a pacifier, and told me she loved me before turning the light out as she left the room. 

I laid in the darkness and thought about the day and everything that happened.  I also thought about what would happen to tomorrow.  At some point I would need to talk to Scott and try to explain all this to him.  I thought about Leslie and how I felt about all of this and how she fit into it.  I thought about Allie…  She confused me the most, honestly. 

All of these thoughts raced through my mind before remembering I was holding a pacifier and I popped it into my mouth.  Not surprisingly, not long after I started sucking on it my mind calmed and I drifted off to sleep.  All the tension from today had worn me out. 

I woke up the next morning hearing Jenny talking to herself.  I was shocked with everything going on that I slept all night long.  I also realized I was still sucking on the pacifier and that my diaper was soaked.  Mom came in a few minutes later and grabbed Jenny from her crib and then took my hand and led me out of bed and down the stairs. 

We landed in the family room and Mickey’s Clubhouse was on turned on the TV.  Mom went into the kitchen, and I could hear her starting her coffee.  She came back a little later with a bottle in her hand and scooped Jenny up and started to feed her. As I looked on wasn’t sure if I was jealous of Jenny and hoped I would get one next or hoping that because mom hadn’t brought me one that meant that we were truly starting new this morning. 

“Good morning.” I heard behind me and turned to see Allie standing there. 

“You are up early this morning.”  Mom said to her. 

“Yea.  Leslie texted me first thing this morning.  She is really worried about Cindy and what is going to happen today.”   She spoke.  “Do you want me to finish Jenny’s bottle so you can get Cindy’s her bottle?” 

“You could just give it to her since you change her diapers.  Cindy, do you want a bottle?”  Mom asked.

 I wasn’t sure how to respond to this.  For second I actually wondered what it would be like to have Allie give me a bottle and for her to hold me close to her breasts while she did it.  It wasn’t helped by the sleep shirt she was wearing seemed to be tighter than normal and her boobs looked like they a had grown more overnight.   Allie looked at me, it was like she could read my mind as she shot me a death stare that said don’t even think about it. 

“No… I am good without a bottle this morning.”  I said. 

Jenny was just finishing her bottle at that point. 

“How about you watch Jenny for a minute while I have quick chat with Cindy upstairs, okay?”  Mom said to Allie. 

Allie nodded yes and mom and I headed up to her room.  Unlike before where we would climb up on her bed and sit next to each other she patted the side of the bed and indicated I should sit next to her.  I nervously sat down. 

“First, I am sorry for how I reacted to you wetting Allie’s bed.  I definitely went over the top.  I think it was because I was happy that it seemed like we were moving past all the baby stuff.  That is honestly a lot of extra work.” 

I didn’t say anything but felt my eyes well up with tears. 

“Now, we need to figure out what is going on.  You were doing really well with pullups and then a little stress came along, and you were back to being dependent on diapers, right?” 

I nodded yes. 

“Do you want to try and start again this morning?  Pullups and a cute outfit?” Mom asked. 

“And some makeup maybe?”  I asked hoping that Leslie would be here at some point. 

“Yes… a touch of makeup.” Mom said. 

I nodded yes again. 

“Okay… and what are you going to do about Scott?” 

“I don’t know.  Allie and Leslie said they would help me with him.  I think I need to talk to them.” I told her. 

“Okay.  How wet is your diaper?  Can you wait until after breakfast for a pullup?”  She asked. 

“I think so.” I told her for some reason although I knew my diaper was soaked. 

We got up and headed down stairs and saw Allie playing blocks with Jenny.  Mom headed into the kitchen telling us she would make pancakes. I went into the family room. 

“Everything okay?”  Allie asked. 

“I guess.  Mom is going to stop babying me and let me start over like yesterday so that is good.  I am really sorry about your bed.  Really sorry’.”  I sincerely told her. 

“It is okay.  I overreacted a little but… I really don’t want you peeing on my bed.” 

“Yesterday morning you seemed…  I don’t know…  you were kind of being mean to me… did I do something?  The night before it was so… it was awesome.  You were so nice to me.  I loved talking to you about…  you know…. Jimmy and Leslie… and things.”  I said to her.

“Yea… I am sorry about that also.  I will be honest.  I thought when Leslie saw me in my bathing suit, she would… I don’t know, I thought it would get her you to obviously check me out, if you know what I mean. I don’t know why I wanted that; it isn’t like I am interested in her.  Maybe my ego wanted it for some reason.”  Allie was a little unsure of herself as she spoke. 

“She didn’t respond the way you wanted?  I thought you looked amazing.”  I told her. 

“Yea… I know you did; I could see it in your eyes, and I liked it, that is why I thought she would also.  When she came in my room, the first thing she talked about was how cute you looked, and she basically never stopped talking about you.  For some reason that made me jealous. Stupid I know.”  Allie sounded a little vulnerable as she spoke. 

“It is probably because she knows you aren’t interested in her and that you have your eye on Jimmy Thompson.  Trust me if someone who likes girls had to pick between you and me you would win every time.”  I said honestly. 

Allie smiled and then came and hugged me.  “You have a great heart, you know that?” 

“Thanks… but this morning my heart and mind are scared.  I have no idea what I am going to do about Scott.” 

Before I could respond mom yelled from the kitchen that the pancakes were ready.  Allie scooped Jenny up and carried her into the kitchen and I followed behind them.  We all ate in silence.  I was surprised at how hungry I was.  Steve was quiet again this morning but raised an eyebrow when he noticed mom had given me my normal utensils and I wasn’t wearing a bib. 

“After breakfast can I show Cindy what Christine dropped off and help her pick out and outfit for today?”  Allie asked mom. 

“After you two clean up the kitchen, yes.”  Mom replied. 

“Okay.  No problem. Steve what are you doing today?  I guess no pool since it is raining.” Allie asked him. 

“Timmy asked if I could come over and play some video games.  Is that okay mom?”  Steve replied.

“If Timmy’s mom is home today, yes.  I don’t trust his big brothers to watch you.  If she isn’t maybe Timmy can come here instead.”  Mom replied.

I suddenly got butterflies in my stomach.  Timmy coming here would be really bad.  There is no way he wouldn’t tell his brothers what he saw.  They were twins and going to be seniors.  They were both basketball players and had lots of friends in school. 

Allie and I cleaned up the kitchen.  I made sure it was spotless, still wanting to get back into mom’s good graces after yesterday afternoon.  When we finished Allie grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the stairs.  She wasn’t leading me like a younger child it was more of let’s go do something fun. 

We went into Allie’s room.  The first thing I saw was the green comforter on her bed.  It looked out of place with the other colors in the room and was a reminder that I gotten her comforter wet when my pullup leaked on it yesterday. 

Allie grabbed a box in the corner and brought it over the bed.  “Okay let’s see what we have in here.” 

She began to pull out items.  There were some shorts on top.  A jeans pair with the hems rolled up.  A pair of white shorts that looked really short and a khaki pair.   Next came out tops in various colors. 

“Oh… I might have to borrow a couple of these Sissy.  Besides you being nicer as a girl, my wardrobe potentail will expand, win for me.”  Allie laughed. 

Several skirts came out next.  A denim one and hot pink skater skirt caught my eye.  I watched Allie eye up the pink skater skirt also.  She then pulled out two sundresses.  One was yellow and the other a light pink.  Allie held the pink one up to me. 

“This would be perfect for debut as a girl but not sure how to make you have boobs with it.  No way to hide a bra.  Plus, you need more practice not flashing people, especially wearing something this short.”  She smiled. 

She was laying out stuff on the bed as she took them out.  Some t shirts came out next.  One of them was pink shirt with Daisey Duck on it that caught my eye.  Allie noticed it and sat it off to the side. 

“Oh… there is a pack of brand-new panties in here.” She held them up.  “And look a couple of cami’s, another bra, and perfect for you, a training bra.”

I picked up the panties.  It said bikini on the package, and it had three pairs of pastel-colored panties in it.   I remembered Allie saying that you pretty much had to wear bikini style panties if you wanted to wear a maxi pad.  Mom had said they made ones that were bigger than Allie used.  Maybe I could get mom to buy me some. 

“You like those?  Could be a good motivation to get you out of diapers.”  Allie smiled. 

I smiled back.  “And I could wear a maxi pad with them?” 

“Yes, if you wanted.   If you had to wear them you might think differently, actually in your case you would probably like having to.  Although if you had to wear them you would get to have worst part of why you are wearing them.” 

“The worst part?”  I asked.

“Yea… the fucking cramps and sore boobs.  Although my boobs get bigger when it is that time of the month. It is probably why you noticed them yesterday.”  Allie laughed. 

“Oh… so you are wearing a maxi pad right now?  You have your period?”  I was genuinely curious. 

“Yes… not sure if we are way past the TMI point or if this is okay since you are my Sissy.”  Allie responded. 

I blushed.  “Well, I love when you tell me things.  Especially things about being a girl.  I know it is weird, but it feels like… it feels like… you are my big sister for real.” 

“It is funny… I feel the same way.  Plus, I think I am way less bratty when I am the big sister to my little sissy, but I can still be a real bitch sometimes.”  Allie winked at me.

“Um… speaking of TMI.  I need to go find mom and see if I can get out of this diaper because it soaked, and I also need….”  Allie cut me off.

“Yes… go find her so you can do that in the bathroom.  Every time you do it in a diaper the house reeks.  I will pick out a couple outfits for you.”  She told me as she picked up her phone.

She called out to me as I left her room.  “That was Leslie.  She is on her way over and we are going to figure out the Scott thing.” 

I walked downstairs to find mom.  I had forgotten for a few minutes about Scott and suddenly I was very anxious again.  I asked mom if I could use the bathroom and put a pullup on after I did.  She told me yes but if I had an accident like yesterday’s again it would be all diapers for a while. 

I grabbed one of the new pullups from my room and took it with me the bathroom.  I was glad I could poop in the toilet again this morning and thought that was enough motivation not to be dependent on diapers.  I slide the pullup in place and rolled up the used diaper to put in the pail in my room. 

For the second morning in a row, I ran into Leslie in the hallway while holding a wet diaper in my hand.  We both looked at each other and laughed. 

“Still carrying your diapers instead of wearing them?  I thought the whole point of this was you liked wearing them.”  Leslie said. 

Her smile was amazing and I said.  “Thank you for being so understanding and joking about it.  It really means a lot.” 

“Of course.  I think you are very brave to do things you know people will tease and make fun of you about.  It is hard to be honest with others sometimes even if those things make you happy.”  Leslie responded.  

Leslie followed me in my room while I put the used diaper in the pail. 

“Well, actually I got caught while trying to be sneaky and hiding it.  Then my mom kept trying to do things that would make me not want to do it anymore.  Unfortunately for her I liked more of them I disliked them.”  I laughed. 

Leslie was laughing also as we stepped into Allie’s room together. 

“What you girls laughing about?”  Allie asked. 

“I keep catching Cindy carrying diapers instead of wearing them.”  Leslie responded with a quick wink at me.

Allie turned her attention back to the bed and Leslie tossed her bag on the other side. 

“Okay… so we are down to basically two outfits for this adventure.  The hot pink skater skirt you drooled over with this shirt.  Or these white shorts and the Daisy Duck shirt you liked.”  Allie announced. 

“That skirt is fantastic…” Leslie started before I cut her off. 

“What adventure?  I don’t know what you are talking about.”  I raised an eyebrow as I spoke. 

“I thought you told her the plan?”  Leslie looked expectantly at Allie. 

“Opps… I honestly forgot.  I was going to tell her and then we started going through the clothes and started talking about other things, I forgot.  Since it is your idea, you should tell her.  Oh, and you are right that skirt is awesome and will be the first thing I borrow from my Sissy!”  Allie laughed. 

I sat there waiting for Leslie or Allie to tell me what was going on.  They looked back and forth at each other and finally Leslie spoke up. 

“Okay… so Scott is expecting some explanation for how you were dressed yesterday right?  I think you should trust him and tell him the truth.  Tell him that you like wearing girls’ things, you like doing girl things, and you are thinking about being a girl all the time.” 

Allie spoke up next.  “One other thing.  You do it while showing him how good you look as a girl and how comfortable you are.” 

“What!!!  That is a terrible idea.”  I blurted out. 

“Listen to me.  We will help you get ready and make sure you look really pretty.  Plus, we will be right here with you as you tell him.  We can each hold one of your hands or whatever you need.”  Leslie said. 

“Scott is your friend.  He has an older brother who is gay right?  He already has some understanding of what it is like be… I guess different.  Who knows… maybe he will think you are hot?”  Allie laughed. 

I was mortified by the last comment and Leslie shot Allie a look that said stop it. 

“Sorry I was just trying to lighten the mood.  Bad joke.  I do think this is the best idea.  Plus, the clock is ticking if you don’t tell him something soon he is going to start talking.  At least this way you can control it.”  Allie had moved over and took my hands in her as she spoke. 

I realized what she said was true.  I am sure he would start telling people what he saw.  This would help me control it and it would be nice having Leslie and Allie there no matter how it went. 

“What about the diaper stuff?”  I asked turning away from Leslie as I asked. 

“None of his business.  Are you planning on running around showing off your diaper?  Or are you going to wear your toddler clothes to the park, or school?  What do you want to bet there are kids in the high school that wet the bed, etc.  Isn’t that what you are now a bed wetter?”  Allie spoke with authority as she said that. 

I looked over at Leslie and she was smiling at me.  Allie still held my hands in hers and gave a quick squeeze and smiled at me. 

“Okay.  Does mom know about this?  Like does she know I am going be dressing as a teenage girl today?  I am not totally sure where we stand after my…  my relapse yesterday.”  

“You mean when you peed in my bed?  Yes, mom knows.  Leslie and I came up with this last night and I told her.  She likes that you can have some control with it.”  Allie had snickered when she mentioned me peeing on her bed. 

“It is 9:30 now I am going to tell Scott to come over at 10:30… okay girls?”  Leslie asked. 

Allie and I both nodded while deep down I thought in an hour my life ends.

“Okay back to outfit choices.  I see two potential problems with the skirt option.  Number one, if you want to have your boobs when you meet him you can’t wear that purple bra, it will show throw.”  Allie told me. 

“Should I have my boobs?  Isn’t that kind of over the top for this?”  I asked. 

“It will make you look more girly.”  Leslie said. 

“Exactly.  Plus, it can’t hurt right.  Boys like boobs, especially fifteen-year-old boys.  Oh, and some just turned fourteen-year-old girls are a fan of boobs also, so throw a girl bone.”  Allie smiled and looked directly at Leslie.

Because Leslie had just turned fourteen last month it was very obvious that Allie meant her.  Leslie’s face turned bright red, and it looked like she wanted to say something. 

“Allie, sometimes you think you are clever or funny, but you are actually mean.”  I said quietly. 

Leslie looked over at me and her eyes showed an admiration for what I said.  Allie initially looked shocked I had said that to her but then her face changed. 

“You are right.  I am sorry.  Both of you. There is just a lot going on here.  No excuse.  Sorry.”  Allie said sincerely. 

“What is the other problem with the skirt?”  I wanted to change the subject. 

“I promise I am not trying to be clever or funny.  The problem is you are still learning how to move, sit, and do things in a skirt.  Wearing one is new to you.  If you wear that skirt, I am sure you will end up flashing Scott and he will see your diaper or pullup.  You are wearing a pullup right now, right?”  Allie explained and asked. 

“Yes… and that is true.  So, we should go with the shorts and Daisy Duck shirt.  That is a little less in your face than the skirt also.”  I said uncertainly. 

“Great.  Just need to see if the shorts will fit over you pullup.  Remember we had a problem with that with my shorts and I am pretty sure these are close to the same size.”  Allie handed me the shorts. 

I looked at her and at Leslie.  I then moved towards Allies closet to try the shorts on in there.  I didn’t want Leslie to see my pullup when I lifted up my nightgown. 

“She knows you are wearing a pullup.”  Allie said.

I stopped and stepped into the shorts.  I tried to wiggle it over the pullup and it finally got it in place.  It took some effort, but I was able to button them.  Unfortunately, the zipper wouldn’t go up and gapped open. 

“Well better than my shorts but still won’t work.” Allie announced. 

“So, I guess it is the skirt then.”  I said as more of a question than statement. 

“There is another option.”  Allie said looking from me to Leslie before continuing on.  “The shorts with panties and one of Leslie’s maxi pads.” 

“What?” Leslie and I said at the same time. 

“Listen, mom said that yesterday during the day, as long as you focused on it you could stop peeing and make it the bathroom with just a small spurt in your pullup right?”  Allie responded. 

“Yes.  Or at least during the first part of the day.”  I answered her.

“Okay… so…. Leslie wears a pretty thick pad for some reason.  That would catch the spurt if it happened, and you could make it the bathroom.”  Allie looked from me to Leslie to back to me. 

Leslie was red faced again.  “I wear what my mom buys for me and for some reason she buys those. I can’t believe you are telling Mik…  I am sorry Cindy about my maxi pads.  And how do you know I even have one with me she could borrow?” 

“Trust me.  If anything, I am helping you with her by talking about them.”  Allie laughed.  “And I know because our cycles are pretty much in sync.” 

While Leslie and I were both pretty embarrassed right now, Allie was right.  For some reason I liked knowing that Leslie was wearing a thick pad between her legs right now.  I smiled at her, and she immediately looked down but then up at me again and returned the smile.

Allie ripped open the package of new panties that Christine had sent over and handed me the pink pair.  I watched Leslie move over to her bag and reached in and pulled out maxi pad and handed it to me.  I picked up the shorts and took them all out of Allie’s bed room and into the hall bath.

I slid the pullup off and started to put the panties on but decided to try and pee really quick so I sat on the toilet and was able to squeeze some out. After a quick wipe I pulled the panties on and then opened the maxi pad and put it in place. 

The panties fit tightly, and the maxi pad definitely was larger than Allies and felt good.  In fact, it might have been bulkier between my thighs than the pullup.  I pulled the shorts on, and they fit fine.  Walking back to Allie’s room I liked how everything felt. 

Allie was holding the purple bra in her hand and gave it to me as soon as I walked in.  Leslie smiled at me with a very flirtatious smile, and I could tell she was happy that I choose to wear a bra.  I am not sure why, but I felt like I should change into it with my back to Allie and Leslie. 

I turned and pulled my night gown off and draped it over the chair at Allie’s desk.  I hooked the back in front of and quickly spun it around and slipped my shoulders through the straps.  Allie handed me the forms and when I sat them in the cups, the straps pulled lightly into my shoulder, and I appreciated that feeling again.  I dropped the shirt over my head and turned around. 

“Nice boobs, Sissy.”  Allie laughed. 

“Cute outfit and I agree, nice boobs.  And I am back to being the person with the smallest boobs in the room.”  Leslie smiled as she said but you could tell her breast size bothered her. 

“Yea, but you have the best curves in other places.”  I told her. 

“He… she is right… you have a great butt!”  Allie told her. 

For the next thirty minutes Allie and Leslie played with my hair, did some makeup for me, again light mascara, a little eyeshadow and a pink lip gloss was all they did.  Not nearly as detailed as when Christine had done all of ours. 

They also talked me into painting my nails, both my toe and finger nails pink.  I was surprised at how much I liked how they looked.  We hadn’t asked mom about this so I hoped she would be okay with it.  Allie had suggested that it was better to ask for forgiveness than to beg for permission. 

Looking in the full-length mirror on the closet door I loved the girl that I saw.  Allie complemented me and said I was very pretty.  Leslie told me I was beautiful and the way she looked at me made me think she really thought that. 

“What about shoes?  Do I need them?  I hate to cover my toes up.”  I asked. 

“Jesus… what a girl!”  Allie smiled.  “I will go ask mom if you can where the sandals you wore the other day.  I think she was able to clean your pee off of them.  You two love birds behave yourself while I am gone.”

As soon as Allie was out of the room Leslie said.  “I am sorry about that.  I don’t understand her sometimes.  I was proud of how you stood up to earlier when she was teasing me.  The thing is she would also give you the shirt off her back to help you and can be so sweet sometimes.” 

“I know.  A couple days ago I overheard my mom and Brian talking about me and it really upset me.  Allie was hugging me and protecting me and told Mom what happened.” 

“Exactly.”  Leslie smiled. 

“I think she is actually way more insecure than she lets on.”  I said.

“Why is she insecure?  She is beautiful, she is smart, she has great boobs!”  Leslie laughed as she said boobs. 

I laughed also.  “I think it has to do with our dad abandoning us.  Honestly, I think that is why…  I… well I am the way I am.” 

“What way are you?”  Allie walked in holding the shoes.  “Mom wants to see you before Scott gets here.” 

I took the shoes from her and strapped them on while ignoring Allies’ question.   I got up and looked in the mirror again and then went downstairs to my mom who was playing on the floor with Jenny.  She looked up as I walked towards her and smiled broadly. 

“Wow… you are beautiful.  Allie told you looked great, and I wanted to see for myself.”  Mom stood up and came over and hugged me.  “Are you ready for this?” 

“I think so… don’t really have a choice I don’t think.  Hopefully with Allie and Leslie’s help it won’t be too bad.”  I said but I wasn’t really sure with my answer. 

“I think it will be okay… just….”  The door bell rang before you could finish. 

Hearing the doorbell ring I panicked.  I looked at mom and then turned and ran upstairs.  Allie and Leslie were standing at the top of the stairs, and I ran right past them before they could say anything.  Just like yesterday for some reason I ran into Allie’s room.  This time though I locked her door behind me

[kerry]

This is a *wonderful* chapter! I love the relationships among these three girls!

[Eagle0769]

This is getting interesting now that Scott knows.

Well it be Cindy and Scott siting in a tree K I S S I N G

or Cindy and Leslie sitting in a tree K I S S I N G. ?

[BabyGabrial]

Is tyere going to be any more baby stuff in this story? I tried reading through the chapter but got more and more uninterested as it went.

[fireandcrinkles]

Gabrial, sorry I don't think this story will have what you are looking for so you should probably read other stories that hopefully will.