Little Misunderstanding diaper dimension story

[TellMeAStory]

I loved it all.  Very nice.  I'm glad you're back on this story, and I can't wait to see where you go with it.  

[DL_Ash]

So… got in a car wreck last Monday… that was fun, not my fault and everyone is fine, just a bummer that my car is totaled and I’m stiff. Spent the week on bed rest and had a lot of time to write between dealing with insurance, the lawyers, and doctors and got a touch carried away… accidentally wrote like 12k words for chapter 23. Then I thought I should break it up a little and wrote some more to make the first part of the chapter more so Elizabeth’s backstory, which backstory is my favorite thing, will hopefully explain her habits and why she descended so quickly. Trying to work on character development and character interaction for another story I want to write in the DD when I stumbled upon an old prompt that went unnoticed/untouched and got a lot of things firing in my head. Been reading a lot of @bbykimmy stories lately which I somehow missed in all of my years as a forum ghost and love how dark some of them get, I have some dark stories I wrote for a different site that isn’t abdl but I have a hard time staying dark with my characters(also makes me feel less bad about some of my smutty tendencies because some of her work is just🥵). Also just discovered the keeper/pet universe she created and that has me in all sorts of moods, didn’t think I was much for pet play but now I’m a little more than curious. Anyways really makes me want to get better at writing and flush out my character interactions. I’m going to proof the new chapter 23 here in a minute then get to work on 24/maybe 25 for Elizabeth too? Not sure if I’ll break up 24 a bit and make it two chapters, we’ll see how much more I end up adding as I proof, may warrant two chapters after all. Stay tuned for the next episode of drag… Little Misunderstanding. 

[Guilend]

Sorry about the wreck. I've been in a few of those, only been hurt in one, my first one and the only injury was my face being cut up. I am happy you got a lot written. I absolutely love smuttiness lol. Yeah, I never gave petplay a second thought till I read keeperverse stories from BBkimmy. I'm still not into being a pet, but I definitely wouldn't mind playing with one. I can't wait to see what you've written. I'm so excited.

[DL_Ash]

This chapter is mostly just backstory for Elizabeth and some Bethany, a bit on some other characters. Not entirely critical to read aside from the last couple of paragraphs that will lead into chapter 24. Up to you, took awhile to figure out what I wanted the Merlot family backstory to be but there isn’t a lot going on in this chapter. 
 

Chapter 23

 

Elizabeth sat at the small coffee table in the middle of the living room. She was busy colouring in a picture of a rainbow arching over a unicorn, across the table was her Little sister Anise who was sitting quietly and watching TV. She was technically Elizabeth’s older sister in terms of real age and time with her mother after being adopted but Anise would always remain her little sister. She was cute and kind to Elizabeth and Elizabeth loved to watch her sky blue ringlets bounce around on her shoulders and cascade onto her cute pink onesie. Elizabeth had never really been given the details of Anise aside from what her older half-sister had told her, that Anise was special and that Elizabeth should always strive to protect the smaller and weaker girl. 

 

The tv was quietly playing some cartoon that held no real interest for Elizabeth but Anise seemed to like watching the pink and yellow costumed dinosaur dance around the screen and attempt to teach littles the alphabet and numbers. Elizabeth liked colouring and despite having not yet gotten one of her colouring pages tacked to the fridge by her mother, she was sure this one would do the trick and get one of Anise’s sloppy drawings taken down. She dutifully stayed within the lines and made sure to follow ROYGBIV for the rainbows so that the colours were in the correct order. 

 

There was a little whimper from Anise and Elizabeth watched as the girl lifted herself off of the floor on her knees slightly and gave a soft grunt before sitting back down after a few minutes. The smell carried over to Elizabeth after a few minutes and she set her crayon down before standing to retrieve a fresh diaper for the girl. She knew better than to disturb her mother while she worked in the study. 

 

She went through the motions of changing her little sister. At just five years old she was already bigger than her adopted sister, not much, but Anise was already looking up to her. She distinctly remembered the feelings of jealousy of Anise’s carefree life. At just 5 years old she didn’t know how to process that particular emotion but it was there. Elizabeth had been potty trained before two years old, her mother telling her she didn’t want to be like Anise in diapers. She didn’t know why, Anise never had to stop playing to go to the potty and someone else always cared for her. But Elizabeth was what her mother called an Amazon which put her in a different category of life. She wasn’t a little like Anise which meant she couldn’t be expected to live a carefree life like her and she would have to learn quickly to keep up in the world. Those were the lessons her mother taught her and hammered into her and seemed to be the only time that Elizabeth had her mother’s undivided attention. 

 

She went back to her drawing and added some final touches, scribbling her name in the bottom corner before standing and heading to the office. She gently knocked on the door and heard her mother from the other side allow her in. Elizabeth turned the knob above her head and entered. She was on the phone and furiously typing on the computer without looking at Elizabeth. She paced over next to her mother’s desk with drawing behind her back and waited for her mother’s attention and permission to speak. Her mother cursed at whoever was on the phone and slammed it onto the desk before turning to Elizabeth with a very sharp “what.” 

 

Elizabeth cast her eye to the floor and quietly breathed out “Anise made a messy diaper and I changed her.” Elizabeth wasn’t expecting any praise but it would have been nice however all she got was “you're a good older sister, anything else?” Elizabeth’s hands scrunched the colouring paper and she shook her head no and turned to leave before the tears in her eyes could fall. She looked back from the door to her mother to see she was already back to the computer. She sprinted out the door slamming it behind her and darted upstairs to her room. She dove into the bed and cried into her stuffed animal. 

 

She had dropped the drawing on her way up the stairs, she didn’t want it. A few minutes later, Anise came crawling in quietly. She had the corner of the drawing pinched in her lips so she could use her hands and sidled up next to Elizabeth’s bed. She stood on her knees then used her arms to pull herself up the side of the bed then hooked a leg on the frame to push herself up next to Elizabeth. She cuddled up next to her as she calmed down and took the drawing from her mouth. “Big sis Lizzie?” She asked quietly with her cute little lisp. “Can I pwease haf vis? iss sooo pwetty.” She asked bashfully. Elizabeth nodded her approval quietly and turned to face Anise and pull her into a hug. 

 

She got down from the bed after her tears had dried and the swollen eyes and sniffling had calmed and Anise led the way to her room where Elizabeth tacked the drawing on the wall next to Anise’s crib. Anise sat and stared at if for quite some time and thanked Elizabeth for it. 

 

Time flashed forward several years into the future to when Elizabeth was nine. Elizabeth was coming home from school and walking up the driveway from the bus drop off. She was one of the few who actually rode the bus, most of her peers at her private all girls school were picked up by their parents or Nannies in their family’s luxury cars. Her mother only picked her up or dropped her off on the first and last day of the school year but that changed this year when her mother had taken on a nanny for Anise and she no longer even had the first and last day of rides.

 

She had already surpassed Anise in size by a head in height and was much more mature. The nanny, Bridget, her mother had hired to look after Anise while she was at school greeted her at the door with the little on her hip after her trek. Anise had puffy red eyes, clearly she had just been crying and she buried her face in the nanny’s chest to avoid Elizabeth’s gaze. Elizabeth figured that Anise must have done something naughty to earn a spanking. Elizabeth hadn’t had a spanking in years and didn’t know how Anise still hadn’t learned what earned her punishments. Elizabeth went straight up to her room to start her homework after a one word greeting to  Bridget and Anise. She spent hours on all of the accelerated programs her mother had made her take, it didn’t ever seem like there was an end. 

 

She could hear Anise down in the living room giggling up a storm to what sounded like raspberries being blown into her tummy shortly after her mother had come home from work. She didn’t have any memories of her mother doing that with her when she was little. And there was that feeling of jealousy again, she was able to process it now. Why did she have to slave away in her room over stuff that she’d probably never use. She wasn’t talented like her older brother and sister, in fact Betty had deployed for her mandatory military service and her grades and skills put her three ranks ahead out the gate. She always seemed to have to put in twice the effort as her older blood siblings for half the gain. She didn’t know the last time she had seen her own mother at one of her ballet recitals or school events, Bridget had also stepped in recently for a parent teacher conference. There was pain in her chest and she saw a few tears land on her textbook. 

 

There was a soft knock at the door and she quickly wiped the tears away before the nanny opened the door and let herself in. It was irregular for the nanny to come by her room but she was carrying a plate of food. It was passed onto the desk next to Elizabeth who looked over the spaghetti before the nanny spoke. “Miss Merlot has stepped out with Anise to attend a beauty pageant.” The pain in Elizabeth’s chest flooded up to her eyes and no amount of sniffling could hold the tears back. The nanny quickly paced over to Elizabeth and gently rubbed her back but seeing no effect, lifted Elizabeth into her arms and held her head in her chest while she shushed and bounced the seemingly inconsolable girl. Elizabeth wailed her eyes out as her screams of dissatisfaction echoed through the empty house.

 

The nanny moved out of her room and slowly walked down the hallway to Anise’s nursery and laid the girl, who had managed to get the tears under control, down on a squishy surface. Her school skirt and bloomers were pulled away and a moment later she felt something soft slide under her bum. Her vision was blurry and her nose was plugged up from crying but a moment later she felt her legs spread as something was pulled between them and pinned against her stomach before feeling it pulled tight. The nanny undid the buttons of her shirt and pulled it away before something else was pulled over her head and pulled tight and snapped between her legs. 

 

Elizabeth rubbed her eyes to clear them and looked down. She was in a diaper and a onesie. Bridget picked her up again and held her. “I know you’re a bit jealous of Anise and the treatment she gets and this is the only way I know to help or include you. Your mother may not approve but I think you grew up a bit too fast and just need a bit of a breather from all of this adult stuff.” Bridget loosely explained. 

 

Elizabeth was carried back to her room and tucked into bed before Bridget pushed a pacifier into her mouth and kissed her forehead. Bridget left the room and flicked off the light with a sweet goodnight. It was the first time Elizabeth felt noticed in a long, long time. Her hands explored the onesie and plastic surface of the diaper. It wasn’t a bad feeling, it felt cosy and reassuring. She was out like a light in minutes, the worries of homework and school could be dealt with the next day.

 

She woke up the next morning the most rested she had ever felt but in her regular pyjamas. She thought it was just a dream until she found a simple note from Bridget that read “I hope you’re feeling better.”

 

Bridget would occasionally give her this treatment when they had a night alone for the next year until Bridget was thrown out by Miss Merlot with no explanation. Elizabeth felt like it was her fault, that maybe her mother had caught on to her rare ‘baby nights.’ Bridget was replaced by a strict and harsh nanny that paddled Elizabeth purple when she found a diaper tucked in the depths of her nightstand that she had taken from Anise’s room and berated her that diapers were not for Amazon girls her age. 

 

She and Anise were both worse off as even the tiniest infraction resulted in a spanking, or corner time, or any other punishment the nanny could come up with. Her mother was busy in the office or at work a majority of the time and didn’t really have any inputs on the new nanny’s methods. Elizabeth closed herself off until she was of an age where she could look after herself and be more independent from the new nanny that only spent minimal amounts of time with her to begin with.

 

After Elizabeth had joined the nanny industry she hunted down Bridget to catch up but mostly to get an explanation. She hadn’t found Bridget until a month before her visit to see Bethany. Bridget was still a Nanny and had moved on to a wealthy Amazon family with a gaggle of five littles in their care. Elizabeth felt tears in her eyes as Bridget explained the circumstances of her dismissal. In short she had asked, even begged, Miss Merlot to take a more involved role in Elizabeth’s life which she didn’t take well. She was dismissed for telling her employer how to parent. Anise had been crying that day because she felt bad for Elizabeth and wanted Bridget to help Elizabeth open up a little and enjoy her childhood more than just endless homework and avoiding Anise. She wanted a sister to play with and be a part of her life. 

 

Elizabeth had fond memories of the ‘baby nights’ but had packed them within herself to the deepest parts of her psyche. She felt terrible for resenting Anise for all of these years but the resentment of little’s wouldn’t be washed away so easily which is why she had begun a cruel streak as a nanny when she started. Her time with the cruel nanny post-Bridget had left a lasting impression on her for how littles should be treated and she felt bad for thinking all littles were just dumb babies. Anise was a sharp cooks and Elizabeth had a flood of realisations that Anise did her best within her bounds and capacity to include Elizabeth.

 

The next flash was of her older sister coming home on leave from the military. Bethany was in her dress uniform, an all black skirt and jacket covered in ribbons and medals, a black beret that melded with her jet black hair atop her head. Her mother congratulated her and praised her for some rank or achievement, who knew, it was all above Elizabeth’s head and she couldn’t care less. Bethany’s accomplishments were all her mother seemed to notice despite the wall of shelves with trophies and medals in her room from every sport and academic accomplishment she had earned up to the age of 15. Her mother had scolded her for second place on the first trophy she had won. Despite participating for an event two grades above her own, the second place trophy was in her mother’s words, “nothing to be proud of.” 

 

Bethany looked exhausted, there were dark bags under her eyes and Elizabeth could tell she was holding something in that she wasn’t telling her mother or letting out at all. Their mother was emotionally unavailable and lacked any skill to read people’s troubles or worries. Bethany just kept her eyes cast towards the ground as if in shame as her mother showered her in praises. Elizabeth caught a glimpse of her all powerful older sister’s lower lip trembling for just a brief moment, her posture was off and she wasn’t standing proud like an Amazon should. She looked… weak. 

 

The memory skipped forward to her standing in front of Bethany’s bedroom door that had remained unchanged since she had moved out to the military base. The house was excessively large with a number of guest rooms so there was no need to confiscate and repurpose the room. The door swung open and she stepped in next to Bethany who had changed into something more comfortable and had let her long hair out of the tight braid the military dress code required. Her body language was defensive, but seeing Elizabeth, her shoulders slouched a little and she became more relaxed. 

 

She didn’t know why she did it but she just leaned forward and opened up her arms and embraced Bethany. She was just a head shorter than Bethany at this point and she put her head in the crook of Bethany’s neck as she pulled herself in. It was the first time she had really shown any physical emotion to her family, being so far apart in age, she wasn’t really a part of her life aside from the very few years she had when she was just a baby before Bethany had deployed, and a few sporadic holidays here and there. In fact she had only met her brother less than a handful of times and she had enough fingers on one hand to count the amount of times her mother had shown her any attention like this. 

 

She wasn’t expecting it but Bethany just broke down crying in her arms and brought her own arms up to hold her tight as she let go and uncontrollably sobbed. She couldn’t really form coherent words as she soaked Elizabeth’s t-shirt with tears but she gathered that something had gone terribly wrong on her last mission and that she was leaving the service.  

 

When Bethany calmed down, the two just sat together and talked, it was a critical memory for Elizabeth and it’s when Bethany explained how to get a deferment from the military. Bethany would secretly use her military accomplishments as merit points that the Merlot family had done their fair share of service to help with Elizabeth’s deferment. Bethany didn’t know that Elizabeth was well aware of what she had done to help her get out of the mandatory service but she was glad to have a big sister watching out for her. 

 

The next thing she knew she was standing on the stairs to the stage at her graduation. She was a year ahead of schedule and would soon be leaving for a prestigious nanny school. She was happy, her sister had helped her through the process of getting the deferment and was now working for a tech company in the private sector. Elizabeth was happy for her, she seemed much more relaxed and happy now but she still would occasionally get in a depressive episode. Bethany and her often talked and lately their phone calls had revolved around Bethany adopting a little, she didn’t know when and she wasn’t in a huge rush but she knew it’s what she wanted to do. She teased that it would help her pick up ladies having a little because who couldn’t resist an adopted little. 

 

Bethany had come out as gay to their mother shortly after her discharge. That went over as well as everyone expected, which was to say a complete disaster and screaming match between Beth Merlots. Nasty things were said, doors were slammed, Elizabeth avoided the crossfire. She claimed it was all of that time spent around dudes being complete idiots and almost getting her killed in the field but Elizabeth kept her mouth shut about her platoon being mostly female. Elizabeth had picked up on Bethany’s tendencies and the phone conversation she had sneakily eavesdropped on when she was still in school and living at home when she was younger came to mind and made infinitely more sense now that she was older and more mature about the sexual lives of younger adults. Bethany was much better off now that she wasn’t constantly under their mother’s thumb living at home again. 

 

Her thoughts cleared as her name was called and she strutted across the stage. She heard cheering from the auditorium's stands as she accepted her diploma and looked out over the crowd. The couple of years since Bethany had left the service had really been some of Elizabeth’s most memorable, it was Bethany who was being rowdy in the audience of otherwise stoic amazons. She could faintly make out people sitting on either side of Bethany but couldn’t tell who. She blushed and scurried across the stage and back to her seat while she waited for the ceremony to end. 

 

Bethany hunted her down while she said congrats to her few friends after the principal had dismissed them for the last time. On her hip was Anise and in tow behind her was their older brother. It was strange meeting him for the first time in her nearly adult life, the Merlot genes were strong and he had the same black hair and golden eyes as her despite all three of them having different fathers from their mother’s different flings. He was handsome for Mid 30’s. He was even taller than Bethany by quite a bit and was broadly built with wide shoulders.  He was in a very professional suit as was Bethany in a classy business pantsuit.

 

Bethany spoke up “I brought along Mathew, I hope that’s okay, mom is being mom which is nothing new and is busy with some executive meeting. Sorry little sis.” The ‘little sis’ brought tears to Elizabeth’s eyes but she promised herself she wouldn’t cry and instead lunged forward and hugged Bethany who caught her with her free arms and rubbed her back. Anise patted her head and congratulated her quietly before she turned to Mathew. 

 

“Long time no see squirt.” He said awkwardly as he rubbed the back of his neck and looked away to the side in embarrassment. “Hi big bro.” Elizabeth said teasingly as she moved over to give him a hug too. Their little family, no matter how screwed up it might have been, felt nice. “Uh, so this is my wife.” Mathew said awkwardly as he sidestepped a little to reveal a tweener girl standing behind him. “Thanks for the late introduction.” She teasingly said, slugging him in the shoulder before hugging Elizabeth tightly. It made sense now why she hadn’t seen Mathew in forever, surely their mother would not be happy about his relationship with a tweener with her old school ways of thinking. 

 

Mathew’s wife introduced herself as “Patricia or Patty, whichever is fine.” She was a fireball and a hoot, easily had Matt wrapped around her little fingers and seemed to be the one wearing the pants in the relationship which was funny because all of her memories of Mathew were his super serious demeanour and stoic expressions. Patty seemed to break all that and Elizabeth was happy to see him smiling. Patty was a dirty blonde borderline brunette with a smattering of freckles over her nose and was on the tall side for a tweener but still shorter than Elizabeth. Her eyes were a hazel greenish hee and she wore a nice, white, loose fitting dress and minimal jewellery aside from the massive rock on her left ring finger. She was very sweet and had moments of timidness around Matt but always stepped up to challenge him. 

 

They all went out to dinner to celebrate together but Elizabeth’s eyes kept following Patty. She didn’t put things together until they were in the parking lot after dinner. “You’re pregnant aren’t you?” She asked out loud unintentionally as soon as the lightbulb went off. It was the first time in the evening that Patty acted a little bashful as they stood outside the car, her foot drawing circles on the pavement before she replied “damn Amazon maternal instincts, at least you made it a bit longer than Bethany over there, she picked up on it almost as soon as she picked us up from the airport!” Bethany and Elizabeth laughed together and congratulated them.  Anise threw out a cute and excited “imma be an auntie?” Which got everyone laughing. 

 

They were all in the car headed back to the Merlot estate when Elizabeth was dying to know how Patty and Matty met. “You know, spy things, foreign enemies with a forbidden love. Lots of explosions, undercover operations, turning traitors, all the sappy movie things you see.” Patty responded nonchalantly for Mathew as he drove while she played with Anise in her car seat, tickling her feet for lots of adorable giggles. Elizabeth didn’t know how much of that to really accept but she had heard whisperings of Mathew’s job and potentially being a secret agent which she couldn’t confirm. It was cute, and the idea of a fantasy movie love like that really sounded amazing, she wondered if she’d ever find a love like that. 

 

The car pulled up outside the main house and they all disembarked and headed for the front door. Their mother was waiting for them at the door and she stood with crossed arms as she looked at the group. “Elizabeth, congratulations are in order for your early graduation, there is a cake in the dining room. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at Mathew and down at Patty. Hello Mathew and Patricia, pleasure to have you with us this fine evening.” The way she said that didn’t sound like it was a pleasure. “Bethany, welcome home, I’ve had the Maid ready your room and a guest room for the young couple. Anise’s nanny has the evening off so I will take her and get her ready for bed.” She said as she picked up Anise. “Say goodnight sweetie.” She told Anise who gave a little yawn and wave with her goodnight. Despite Elizabeth’s neglected upbringing, Her mother did seem to care greatly for Anise. Maybe if she hadn’t spent her life slaving away to run the little Merlot empire, she’d have had more time to develop a relationship with her children.

 

The small group minus their mother ate cake at the kitchen bar together, laughing and having a good time telling old stories. Elizabeth didn’t even mind being the butt of the jokes of their memories of her as a child. Even though they didn’t have a ton of time together they all had their individual and unique stories and they felt like family which filled Elizabeth’s heart, hoping she’d have this some day. 

 

Her dreams spiralled into thoughts of Max. She’d only known him for an evening but her dreams devolved to a whole group of black and red haired children laughing and swarming her, it looked and sounded perfect. She dreamed of him whisking her away and sweeping her off her feet. There were tons of flashes of her submission to him but it felt right. 

 

Elizabeth’s eyes slowly opened from the dream of old memories. She felt incredibly well rested. Daylight was what had woken her up and at first she panicked a little seeing the bars surround her. Then she felt the unforgiving restraints of the sleeper she had been put in followed by the soaked cool diaper around her waist. It all came back to her slowly and she smiled a little as she turned her head to the side and saw the pacifier laying on the mattress next to her head. 

 

As the morning fog cleared from her eyes and focused a little more she noticed something beyond the bars of the crib. ‘A fabric wall? It moves?’ Her eyes followed the grey fabric up which turned into the shapely curves of a woman and finally landed on an older woman’s face. Well not super old, like late 40’s early 50’s she determined after she focused a little more. Someone was standing over her watching her sleep in the crib and it wasn’t Max.

[Guilend]

Omg that's a great backstory. I'm surprised her mother didn't spank the first nanny before firing her. Probably would have done more if she had found out about baby time. 

 

Omg I'm dying to know who this woman is watching her in her crib. It is either the maid or the new nanny, or one that's not technically new, but has been the household nanny for years, was probably Max's nanny. I can't wait to see what happens next.

[CDfm]

I enjoyed a look into the background a lot. It makes understanding what’s going on in their heads a little clearer.  I am looking forward to getting back into the meat of the story again now that we know a little more. 

[DL_Ash]

Chapter 24

 

“Good morning Miss Lizzie, I am your Nanny, Sharlese.” The woman said with a smile and a slight foreign accent. Now that Elizabeth was wide awake she did another take of the woman. She was wearing a grey dress with the top above her chest and to her collar in pure white. The sleeves of the dress were very prestinely rolled up to just above her elbows and had been ironed flat into the sharpest, straightest edge possible. She had a maroon beret atop her head of pure white hair that was in a military style braid draped over her shoulder and was wearing glasses with perfect circle lenses just smaller than her eyes perched on her nose with their delicate wire frame. The chest of the dress had some sort of crest insignia embroidered on the right breast, a company logo that Elizabeth didn’t recognize even being a nanny herself. The woman was physically large, she wasn’t all toned muscle like Max but had a very matronly build.  Her perfect appearance left a very dominant aura hanging in the air and her sapphire blue eyes looked down through the bars at Elizabeth asserting dominance without any action or word. 

 

“W-where’s Max Miss Sharlese?” Elizabeth was finally able to ask, still trapped in the cage of the crib and bound up in the sleeper. 

 

“He had to take an early morning meeting that he put off to be with you last evening. He has asked me to step in this morning to aid you in your morning routine. I am well aware of your particular circumstances little Lizzie. Now, would you like to get up, it is quite early still as the sun has just risen and we wouldn’t want a cranky baby.” Sharlese explained in her accent that Elizabeth still couldn’t place. Elizabeth was a bit taken aback being called a baby and little but a quick thought of the current predicament validated Miss Sharlese’s words with a blush. 

 

Elizabeth pondered for a moment if she was ready to get up but she was quite stiff from spending the night bound in the sleeper. She decided since she was being offered she might as well get up and her chances of falling back asleep with the nanny here were slim. She nervously responded “now would be good… nanny.” Elizabeth wasn’t sure how deep this scenario was. From her own experiences, she was accustomed to punishing littles for insincerity and lack of reform, clearly defining roles and following rules was the best course of action in this situation as she wasn’t ready for a morning spanking. 

 

“Very well.” The nanny responded before extracting a key from a hip pocket and opening the locks on the lid of the crib and dropping the side. She leaned over Elizabeth and with seeming ease and hoisted the diapered amazon from the crib onto her hip. Elizabeth was carried to the changing table of the nursery. A strap was brought across her stomach to keep her pinned to the table despite the bumpers that would keep her from rolling off. Sharlese pulled a pacifier from her pocket and slid the clean bulb into Elizabeth’s mouth without any fuss. It had a strange taste to it that reminded her of the previous night’s closing activity that honestly made her mouth water as she sucked naturally and blushed.

 

Elizabeth began to look around the nursery for the first time with light now that she had a moment. The furniture of the room was all dark stained hardwood, close to black but not quite, it all had a reddish hue to it underneath the stain that with the right angle of lighting was very pretty. There was a large wardrobe in the corner with a key hole in the centre of the doors for the main cabinet and the foot drawers below each had the same. She looked at the crib next, the sheets were a dark forest green that reminded her of Max’s eyes and she noticed the three brass keyholes along the top rail that locked the lid down, it was the same design on the dresser. Elizabeth assumed the same key that Sharlese had used to free her from the crib would unlock everything in here. 

 

There was a large vanity near the wardrobe. It matched the other furnitures’ aesthetic or stained wood and instead of series of bulbs to outline the mirror as was common, there were fake candles with candle shaped bulbs. There wasn’t anything on the top of the vanity desk which Elizabeth assumed meant that everything was stored in the drawers away from prying eyes and curious hands. Specifically her curious hands and prying eyes.

 

There was a large black rocking chair towards the foot of the changing table. With a green velvet cushion and backrest, again in the same colour as the crib’s sheets. Each piece of furniture was covered with delicately carved gothic style accents that matched the crown moulding around the ceiling of the room. The walls were a light grey that complimented the black and green theme along with the creamy white carpet and ceiling. She had only caught a glimpse of the rug in the centre of the room but Elizabeth knew the forest green emblem had to be Max's family seal. It all gave Elizabeth a tingly sensation in her tummy, she was sure she had grown out of the goth phase but the unique nursery was unlike any she had seen before and the gothic Lolita aesthetic resonated with her despite never having been able to dress that way with work and school. She secretly had a whole Pinterest board dedicated to the theme and her black hair and golden eyes would be a perfect match. It felt mature but at the same the outfits were so cute and little esque just in dark bold colours as opposed to the bright pastels that littles wore.  

 

Miss Sharlese undid the first restraint binding Elizabeth’s arm but kept a hold on her wrist to keep her from extending her arm. Slowly and methodically, the nanny began to massage Elizabeth’s arm from the shoulder to the elbow with her free hand slowly let her arm extend while working down. The massage felt glorious and Elizabeth felt like she was melting at the deep muscle soothing. As her arm was fully extended she could tell that the massage was much needed, being bound during the night had her cramped up and if she had just extended her arm immediately after release she knew she’d be in pain. 

 

The process was repeated with her other arm and then her legs. The fabric of the sleeper encasing her felt luxurious throughout the process and she would’ve found herself falling back asleep to the massage had she not been so self conscious of her current situation and completely red in the face. A practical stranger she had spent the night with had hired another stranger to be her caretaker. It seemed a little absurd and the Nanny not even flinching to the sight of an Amazon in a crib was a little questionable. 

 

“You may ask a few questions and I will try to answer within my bounds.” Miss Sharlese explained as she bicycle pumped Elizabeth’s legs up into her chest how a parent may for a baby to induce a bowel movement, the plug would ensure against that but Elizabeth would be lying if she said that it didn’t feel like it was increasing the pressure in her backside. Sharlese had seen the expression on Elizabeth’s face and was astute enough to recognize pondering. She had also been told the bounds she was to work in and had thoroughly read the contract she had signed with the owner of the international shipping agency that supplied her foundation with materials. She had had her suspicions about him and had been waiting for the day he called her up for her services. 

 

“Who do you work for?” Elizabeth finally formed her first question while her arms were worked in helicopter motions at the elbow to restore rotation, staring at the emblem on the nanny’s chest still trying to decipher the embroidered logo. The nanny noted the adorable lisp the pacifier created in the Amazon charge’s mouth and smiled a little. 

 

Sharlese giggled a little at the question before her response. “I am on assignment and on loan to Master Guildroy from the White Lotus Foundation.” The logo made sense now to Elizabeth who could see the flower design within the image but it was still a very complex logo and Elizabeth knew there was something more to it. 

 

The strap holding her down was undone and she was flipped onto her stomach for access to the panel sealing the zipper of the sleeper. Elizabeth turned her head to the side, looking away from the nanny to ask her next question. “Am I… am I your first Amazon charge Miss Sharlese? Is it strange or weird that an Amazon woman is in diapers being treated as a baby?” She asked a little hesitantly. 

 

“I’m not allowed to fully disclose that particular information but no, you are not my first Amazon. I also don’t find it strange or weird as you put it to have an amazon charge. Everyone has needs, wants, and different upbringings that lead to different development. From what I can tell, you slip into this role very easily and from my experience that’s an upbringing that speaks of growing up too fast and neglect. This side of you is a defence mechanism and outlet for relaxation and release from the burdens you have been saddled with.” Miss Sharlese explained, hitting the nail right on the head and bringing up the dream Elizabeth had had overnight. 

 

“The White lotus foundation only works with willing participants whether they be little, tweener, or amazon. I, or a member from my group, will be your trainer in a way to help you accept your position below Master Guildroy and determine what your limits and boundaries are. Some things are non-negotiable but I will help you accept those things.” The nanny explained simply while giving Elizabeth more to digest. 

 

The zipper was brought down quickly which allowed the cool air of the nursery into the sleeper and a shiver to run down Elizabeth's spine. She was flipped back over and her arms extracted from the garment and pulled down exposing her chest. Her legs were lifted next and the feet of the sleeper were pulled until it was free and discarded into the laundry hamper, leaving Elizabeth in just her wet diaper that caused her hands to come up and cover her blushing face while she nursed the pacifier a little more aggressively. 

 

Elizabeth had formed her next question by this point. “What sort of things are non-negotiable to Max?” She asked a little worried that it may be things that are too far out of her comfort zone to accept. 

 

“To answer that you will have to experience it.” Miss Sharlese explained. Elizabeth was a little frightened by the response but she didn’t really have a choice in the matter. She had no clothes, she was still in a diaper and plugged which had built up an obscene amount of pressure in her bowels overnight. She was at the mercy of the nanny and just based on how prestigious and professional this woman seemed along with her clear advantages she didn’t really have any option otherwise. She really didn’t want to test the Nanny and end up over her lap, that would be hard to explain to Bethany when she got home, why she had a red bottom, especially after she had spent the night out at a man’s house, there would already be enough prying on their activities as it stood. 

 

Miss Sharlese took hold of the first tape of the diaper and pried it away from the landing strip. The process was repeated to every tape until Elizabeth felt the front of the diaper relax away from her skin. She peaked out from behind her fingers and watched as the diaper was pulled away. “My my, you did quite a number on that diaper and you didn’t even stir slightly in your sleep.” Miss Sharlese commented as she extracted the diaper from under Elizabeth and balled it up, taping it closed on itself before dropping it in the diaper bin. Elizabeth blushed in embarrassment at the bedwetting comment, she really had flooded the diaper in her sleep and hadn’t even noticed it. 

 

She put on a set of latex gloves and commented. “We’ll have to remove this but I expect you to hold it in until I get your diaper change finished.” Miss Sharlese commented as she firmly pushed against the base of the plug, eliciting a yelp from Elizabeth and a new shade of red in her cheeks. It was still cold inside of her which had been a constant reminder of its presence, she figured it must be a high end ice plug that stayed cool constantly so the wearer couldn’t become accustomed to it. “But we can take this out for now” Sharlese said as she took hold of the tail of the vibrator that was still left inside her from the previous night. She hadn’t even noticed that she was turned on and self lubricating at the attention and humiliation from the nanny who easily pulled the vibe out in a gentle and slow movement. 

 

A few warmed wet wipes ensured Elizabeth was clean enough for a new diaper and wiped away the faint scent of sex that had been marinating in her diaper with her nighttime accidents. Elizabeth couldn’t watch as a new diaper was pulled from under the changing table and was unfolded and fluffed out. Miss Sharlese expertly slid the diaper under Elizabeth’s bottom and applied a bit of oil and powder before her hand moved to the plug. “Deep breath now and make sure you hold it in.” 

 

Elizabeth just now came to the realisation that the reason she had to hold it in was so that she would fill the diaper. She really didn’t want to poop her pants but knew if she didn’t follow that instruction this nanny could probably come up with some pretty nefarious punishments. Lost in her train of thought, she had realised that the nanny had taken hold of the base of the plug and was already pulling. She let out another yelp that masked her moan as the girth of the plug exited her rear. Sharlese kept a little forward pressure on the plug to keep Elizabeth from expelling it quicker as the taper of the plug helped itself out of the girl. Elizabeth clenched her muscles with all of her might to hold back the pressure that had built overnight. Being plugged all night had dramatically fatigued her sphincter and she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold for long. 

 

Sharlese set the plug aside and quickly folded the diaper between Elizabeth’s legs in case she couldn’t hold out. The tapes were pulled tight on the diaper, granted a little slowly to test the girl before the nanny reached for the strap holding her down. Elizabeth didn’t even make it that long as her body fought to expel its waste. She groaned and whispered “noooo” as her stomach clenched and she gave an involuntary push. Miss Sharlese paused from unbuckling Elizabeth as her hands came down from her face to grip the sides of the changing table as her body put in all of its effort to relieve itself. It felt like she had more waste than amazonly possible as she lightly shook under the cramped pushing for what felt like an hour. The diaper swelled dramatically under the load that had been deposited and Elizabeth could feel the mush filling every corner of the seat of the garment. 

 

10 minutes after losing the fight, and panting a little on the table, Elizabeth’s body felt like it was 10 pounds lighter. The relief was immense and she hadn’t noticed how bad she had to go with the plug still inside her. “That was very naughty little Lizzie.” Sharlese commented as she looked down with disappointment at Elizabeth. 

 

“B-but I held it in for the diaper.” Elizabeth said blushing. “You’ll note that I said hold it in until your change was finished. You are still on the changing table, therefore the change was not finished. We will have to correct that and I don’t believe I gave you permission to talk back to your nanny. If you had talked back to the master like that I’m sure his punishment would be much worse than mine will be.” Elizabeth froze hearing the “will be.” She knew she shouldn’t have talked back or tried to dispute the nanny, she’d punish her charges as well for that kind of comment. 

 

“Y-yes nanny.” Elizabeth finally stuttered out as the buckle for the strap holding her down was released, trying to earn at least a few brownie points to minimise the damages. Elizabeth was lifted from the table and set on the floor on all fours. It forced her to look up at Sharlese who looked even bigger now that she stood menacingly over her. Sharlese turned and in two strides was at the rocking chair. “Come here.” Was the command followed by a finger that pointed to the floor next to her leg. Elizabeth knew she was to crawl over and sit next to the nanny and promptly did so, her diapered bottom swaying in the air as she quickly made the move. The load in her diaper was causing it to droop between her legs and she was a little grateful to have a moment of reprieve from the mush. 

 

Elizabeth took up her position next to the nanny and sat with her hands between her knees but hovering a little to keep the diaper off the floor and from squishing the mess back into her skin. She was still naked aside from the diaper but surprisingly wasn’t feeling bashful about her nudity but was more so embarrassed by the stink filling the air around her which overrode any other embarrassment. “Being a nanny yourself, I imagine you know what is coming. We will begin after you’ve properly taken your position.” Sharlese said as she looked down over her nose. Elizabeth knew what she meant and slowly lowered her bottom into the mess with a slight grimace, casting her eyes to the floor between her legs as her full weight sank into the messy padding. It was the first time she looked at the diaper since being in it. It was a deep purple colour with white stars cascading across the surface. She recognized it as an Amazon sized version of a little’s diaper she occasionally saw. She let her knees out a little to get comfortable in the W sitting position with her palms on the floor, fully settling into her waste. 

 

“Very good, you can be a good girl after all. I’m glad you have experience so I won’t have to fully train you. But, with your experience you should know better to begin with and will be held to a higher standard from the get go. Now, up.” Sharlese said, giving her lap a gentle pat with her hand.  Elizabeth followed the order, knowing she had no other choice. She draped herself across the large legs of the Amazon sitting in the rocking chair, her padded posterior aimed up in the air. 

 

“For now we will start with 10 for talking back to your nanny.” Sharlese said as she let her hand fly forward into the seat of Elizabeth’s diaper. The mush seemed to explode against her skin and stick the diaper to her bottom. The blow was intense for Elizabeth and she let out a little squeak from the abrupt impact. Sharlese was even more in tune with her spanking abilities as she expertly landed blow after blow. The final strike broke Elizabeth as she let the tears out finally and quietly sobbed over her reddened bottom. 

 

“Very good, you're such a brave girl.” Sharlese said as she repositioned the Amazon into her lap and cuddled her into her substantial bosom. The praise felt good and Elizabeth calmed down almost immediately to the hand stroking her head. Sharlese was impressed with how easy this amazon in her lap submitted. The ones she typically worked with would need lots of work to pull out the submissive side they craved, Elizabeth seemed almost naturally submissive which was a rarity amongst amazons. 

 

“For being such a good girl, we’ll do a little horsey ride as your punishment for not holding it and forgo the remainder of the spanking.” Sharlese said as she repositioned Elizabeth onto her knees. Elizabeth was bouncing up and down before she could react to the much stronger amazon that was tossing her around as if she were a little. Sharlese’s hands supported her hips as she moved up and down the mush in her diaper spreading out just the tiny bit more that it could after the spanking. The ride was causing all sort of conflicting emotions to bounce around in her body with each jolt. It felt good in the diaper the way it rubbed her but her mind kept trying to tell her it was disgusting to take pleasure from her own poop squishing around inside a diaper against her skin. Overall the pleasure won out and her vision filled with stars as she achieved orgasm with a soft moan and a tense body as Sharlese quit bouncing and let her ride out the high. 

 

It was truly fascinating to Sharlese how easy this Amazon was. Max sure knew how to pick them and if she hadn’t already been claimed by Max, Sharlese would have put in her own bid for the Amazon girl in her lap. She knew she was going to enjoy this and understood why she hadn’t heard from Master Guildroy sooner, he had just been holding out for the perfect one. She felt an odd feeling for the first time in a long, was it jealousy? She stuffed the emotion back down and shook her head a little, she was far too old and busy for jealousy or taking on a charge full time but this Elizabeth girl peaked her interest.

 

Sharlene broke from her thoughts as she recognized Lizzie’s breathing stabilizing. She hoisted the girl onto her hip as she rose from the rocking chair and headed for the nursery door. Elizabeth panicked a little, Max had mentioned that his help had been off for the evening but she wasn’t sure if they’d be back this morning. She was a little frightened by the prospect of being seen by a maid in her current condition as she rode the hip of the matron amazon caring for her. She buried her face in the nanny’s shoulder as the door opened to the hallway and stepped out. 

 

Elizabeth peaked out a little as she was carried down the stairs and into what appeared to be a kitchen. She had no defenses as she was pried off of the nanny and set down with a quiet squelch from her padding. Being naked all of a sudden mattered quite a bit and she brought her arms up to cover her chest. She opened her eyes just in time to see the nanny sliding a tray in front of her with an audible and sturdy click. She looked down and shifted a little as she came to realize she was trapped in an Amazon sized high chair. A post was positioned between her legs and mildly reminded her of the nanny’s large knees pressing against her sodden diaper. Sharlese pullled Elizabeth’s hands away from her chest and attached cuffs to each wrist that kept them at tray level. Next her ankles were secured to the legs of the chair followed by a strap that passed under her breasts and one above that kept her back pinned to the chair. 

 

The nanny went about preparing a breakfast suitable for the Amazon baby in her care. The longest process was waiting for the water to boil for the massive serving of oatmeal she was making.  After the dry flakes soaked up the hot water and were ready she shoveled on a heaping spoonful of sugar and a few handfuls of dried prunes completed the bowel. She may not be around for the catastrophe this breakfast would wreak on the Amazon’s diaper after she was returned to her older sister but she made sure it would definitely have an effect. 

 

The dish was set on the tray in front of Elizabeth and Miss Sharlese dug a large spoon in and lifted it to Elizabeth’s mouth. She hadn’t had oatmeal in a long time but she knew of the fibre content having great effects on littles. She grimaced a little expecting the taste of cardboard but was pleasantly surprised by the sweet flavour. Miss Sharlese fed her spoon after spoon, occasionally missing her mouth to drop some of the contents on her chest. An Amazon sized serving of oatmeal and prunes was substantial and it took a solid fifteen minutes before Sharlese was scraping the bowl clean. The brown sugar sprinkled across the top was long gone and Elizabeth was struggling to finish the serving as her stomach dissented with food. She was practically in a food coma and don’t think she could handle another bite as she slouched in the chair stuffed. 

 

Sharlese cleaned the dishes while Elizabeth recovered a bit in the chair. She wasn’t expecting a large bottle to be held up to her lips when Sharlese returned. She tried to turn her head away but Sharlese kept the nipple of the bottle against her lips and demonstrated her skills in patience. “Come now dear Lizzie, we want to make sure you have a nice soggy diaper for your big sister when you get home.” Sharlese teased the nipple against her lips some more but Elizabeth still refused to accept the bottle. 

 

“Suit yourself, you’re only making it much harder for yourself.” Sharlese said as she removed the restraints followed by the tray. Elizabeth was quickly carried back to the nursery without another word. She knew refusing the bottle would more than likely earn her some sort of punishment but she couldn’t even think about taking in any more food or liquid. She was deposited onto the changing table where a series of cuffs were added to her limbs and unceremoniously attached to the anchors in the table. 

 

Sharlese went about her way and stripped the tapes of the diaper and began work on cleaning up the mess of smeared waste with a pile of wet wipes after she put on a set of gloves. Elizabeth could tell internally from the lack of emotion that Sharlese was upset as there was no caring emotion in the cleaning process as she was wiped down. Content with Elizabeth’s front, her legs were unclipped and repositioned to how she was the night before with Max which brought with it a flood of naughty thoughts. Sharlese however just continued cleaning Elizabeth up before extracting the diaper from underneath her and balling it up for the garbage bin.

 

“Now, let’s go get you showered and bathed so you smell like a nice little girl when you go home.” Sharlese said with a smile that Elizabeth could tell was hiding something sinister. “And don’t think I’ve forgotten about refusing your baba, we’ll take care of that as well.”

[DL_Ash]

This will be the final chapter of the catchup of my over-writing frenzy. Hope y’all enjoy, chapter 26 and on will be Bethany and Ashley’s evening escapades, started writing 26 but it will be a minute, have a big event this weekend that is going to have me distracted but I hope to have more for you in the coming week. 
 

Chapter 25

 

Elizabeth was disconnected from the table and lifted down to her feet to stand next to Sharlese. It was her first time unrestrained and on both feet in her time so far that she was actually able to take in and fully compare herself. Elizabeth and Bethany were considered tall amongst amazons but Elizabeth found herself at best at eye level with Sharlese’s chest. Sharlese was truly a giantess, an extremely rare genetic variant of the Amazon genome, much more common than Ashley’s particular makeup but fairly uncommon. Even Max would have to look upwards a bit at Miss Sharlese which had Elizabeth in throws of awe and submission. She was so used to using her Amazon size to its advantages to overpower and overcome any and all problems but standing next to Sharlese she felt tiny. Both because she was shorter and because sharlese’s build was at least one and a half Elizabeth’s wide.  

 

“Come along.” Sharlese beckoned with a finger as she approached a secondary door inside of the nursery that Elizabeth had been curious about. Sharlese opened the door into an en-suite bathroom. There was a walk-in closet immediately inside the door on the right. Elizabeth peeked in and could see hangers loaded down with short dresses, long dresses, ridiculously puffy dresses, onesies, arrays of strappy leather items, a stockpile of diapers amongst the shelves in different variations and colour schemes. There were two black cabinets with the same locks as the crib and wardrobe, they were a little ominous with black roses, the stems covered in thorns, carved into the doors. 

 

There was another door at the end of the bathroom past the closet, it had a padlock running through a cast iron hinge sealing the door. Sharlese took note of her gaze and commented. “That is the water closet, you will be given limited access to the potty when you are a good girl as a reward.” Elizabeth noted that, clearly she would not be getting access at this point in time, she had noticed a bit of building pressure in her bladder and a toilet sounded nice after the constant string of diapers she had been in. Across from the closets was the shower and independent bathtub, both appeared to be extremely high end with extra nozzles and jets protruding from the surfaces of black granite with brass fittings. 

 

Sharlese opened the glass door of the shower for Elizabeth to step in. “You will need to be rinsed before your bath.” Sharlese followed her in which Elizabeth found a little odd then started pulling cables from the walls and floors to attach to the cuffs that were still on from the change.  A button was pushed and the cable slack was snapped up before she heard the faint sound of electric motors behind the wall pulling her. She only resisted for a moment but they proved to be unyielding. She realised she was headed towards the position Bethany had put her in the previous morning, was she really going to be starting this morning with an enema too?

 

The motors stopped when her palms were against the wall and her feet were spread to the outer edges of the shower which was a much wider split than she had done the previous morning. Sharlese pulled a plastic cap over Elizabeth’s hair and made sure it was all tucked in before a blindfold was pulled over her eyes. Elizabeth was left for only a brief moment before she felt something against her lips, it felt like the pacifier bulb which her body couldn’t resist for some reason. She regretted the decision when straps were pulled around her head and secured. “Since you refused your morning bottle, we will double it for your shower.” Sharlese said as a tube was connected to the front of the pacifier and a valve turned which let the sweet formula flow into Elizabeth’s mouth.  She felt some shocks in her tongue and recognized she had just been fitted with a trainer pacifier to encourage her to suck down the formula. Some of the fullness had subsided at this point but a double serving of the massive bottle she had seen would surely pop her. 

 

Sharlese seemed to have stepped out of the shower but only for a moment before she felt something probing her back door. She let out a little yelp as something slid in and she could hear the sound of a pressure cuff pump bulb being squeezed. The object inside her expanded little by little until it became almost uncomfortable and she let out a little yelp. Sharlese gave the bulb two more pumps for good measure and dropped it, letting it swing between Elizabeth’s legs. 

 

The sound of the sliding glass door could be heard before she heard the hiss of steam being pumped into the enclosure as the coolness subsided and was replaced with the warm embrace of thick humid air. She heard the rush of water after a few minutes and felt multiple streams hit her body all at once from several directions. 

 

Finally what she dreaded most, the plug in her began to introduce warm water into her bowels. It seemed to be an automated enema as it would only pump in a small amount of water and then quickly evacuate it before adding a fresh supply. Each time it made a cycle it would increase the amount by a low percentage. This treatment went on for 15 minutes and Elizabeth couldn’t say she hated it. The water was warm and relaxing and honestly the enema felt refreshing. The thing she didn’t like was the constant stream of formula filling her mouth and the bloated tummy feeling she was getting from it. Her tummy was bulging out from the large serving of oatmeal and the heavy formula sloshing around inside her. It took away some of her physique and gave her the appearance of baby fat.

 

Finally the water shut down and a flow of hot air was pushed through the shower to dry her skin. Sharlese must have stepped into the shower because she felt her pacifier being pulled away and her restraints being released, the blindfold leading the shower cap before she was helped out of the shower. Sharlese guided her to the tub where she stepped into the warm bubble bath that had been prepared. It smelled of flowers, not as sweet as something she’d use on a little but very fragrant. 

 

The nanny gently scrubbed Elizabeth’s skin with a soft loofah until she was practically glistening. Aside from the forced feeding and enema, Elizabeth imagined this must be how queens live, waited on and bathed by someone else. She’d gladly accept that bit of humiliation for this sort of treatment. Her hair was brushed before Sharlese used a cup to scoop water from the bath and gently pour water over her head. She used her hand on the girl's forehead to shield her eyes from the water as she wet her hair down. Shampoo was gently massaged into her scalp followed by a rinse and a second shampooing and rinse. Finally oils and conditioners were applied that had her black hair practically mirror-like and shiny beyond any regimen she had ever come up with. She was in such bliss that the growing pressure in her bladder and over-full feeling in her stomach seemed to flow down the drain with the spent water after Sharlese pulled the plug. 

 

She was helped out of the tub and stood on a mat while Sharlese dried her off with the softest, fluffiest towel she had ever felt. She really, really, really could get very used to this. She was guided out of the bathroom and back to the changing table. She knew she was coming to the end of her stay here and would have to return home in a diaper to avoid the wrath of the LCU and Bethany. 

 

Sharlese gave her a little lift onto the changing table, not that she needed any help, and pulled a strap across her chest, covering her nipples and giving her a bit of modesty. A diaper was pulled from under the table and unfolded before being slid under Elizabeth with her legs lifted by her ankles before being lowered back down onto the padding. 

 

“Master Guildroy has been in contact with Miss Bethany to let her know your whereabouts and safety and guarantee her that you will be promptly returned home in the conditions mandated by your commands. He also recommended that I ensure your journey home be memorable and enjoyable.” With that comment, Elizabeth felt Sharlese slide the large, well lubricated diaper trainer between her legs. She was immediately greeted with locking confirmation vibrations and pleasant fullness that elicited a soft moan and a flood of excited memories.

 

She was quickly powdered and the diaper sealed. It was a similar diaper to the one that Elizabeth had sent with her in her purse but seemed a bit thinner. She was then released from the table and stood in the centre of the nursery. A tight bra was pulled over her head, sports bra esque but designed more so to look like a training bra. It was simple black with purple roses covering the fabric and it held Elizabeth’s large chest tight and removed any sort of bounce she may have had in a normal bra. 

 

Next was a dark purple onesie with a black lace Peter Pan collar and lace cuffs around her bicep and thigh. It would be pretty cute on its own but Elizabeth hoped she’d get a bit more than just a onesie. Around the waist was a stiff band of canvas that acted as a belt and the Amazon curves of her hips guaranteed that when Sharlese pulled it tight, it would be locked in place. An integrated strap that started at her belly button, connected to the belt, was pulled up between her legs and tightened. It held the soft padding of the diaper against her skin and sank in the trainer so that it didn’t have any chances of moving. The strap was wide between her thighs and despite being in a thinner diaper, the tightness of the padding bowed her thigh apart a little and she’d have to be conscious of the waddle it would generate. 

 

The pain in Elizabeth’s bladder reared its ugly head. Now that her diaper was covered by the onesie she couldn’t help but be tempted to relieve some of that pressure, especially with the trainer. She didn’t want to soak the diaper completely and have to ride home in a wet diaper especially when she didn’t know how long the ride would be. The Nanny held up the next article to be added to her ensemble, a pair of black short dungarees. The shoulder straps had some very mild frills same with the leg holes and the front panel had Max’s crest embroidered into the left breast in all black thread. 

 

As Elizabeth lifted her leg to step in she very carefully opened up her bladder to let a small trickle into the waiting diaper. The trainer kicked to life on a low hum and carried through until she clamped back down. She wasn’t expecting the trainer to chirp loudly from inside of her diaper, causing her to turn red as Sharlese looked up with a knowing expression from her squatted position holding the dungarees open for her to step into. 

 

“You must have a bit of experience with the trainer.” Sharlese smirked seeing Elizabeth’s flushed face. “It is very tempting to play with isn’t it. If you’re not careful, you’ll be begging for diapers in no time.” Elizabeth wasn’t sure she’d be begging necessarily to be in diapers but the thoughts of the previous orgasms she had with the trainer excited her and deep down she knew it already had a hold on her despite the fact that she had to wet a diaper to use it properly. 

 

The dungarees were lifted and pulled over Elizabeth’s hips before Sharlese stepped behind her and pulled the straps over her shoulders and snapped them behind her back in the unreachable spot between her shoulder blades with a very audible click. Elizabeth knew immediately that the click was a locking mechanism and that she was now trapped in the shortalls. “A driver has already left an envelope with the key at your sister’s apartment for you. 

 

She was guided over to a vanity mirror where she could take in the look. It was cute, not too childish but also not fully adult. The onesie just looked like an adult singlet she’d wear to have the tight tucked look. Her breasts were still noticeable but dramatically reduced by the tight bra. The legs of the dungarees were short and tight and hugged her thighs a little lower than her favourite pair of short shorts she wore on the weekend to taunt her little charges with adult clothing. The diaper underneath would only be noticeable from its soft rustle as she moved around but it wasn’t immediately visually apparent. 

 

She was sat in the chair of the vanity and Sharlese went about blow drying and styling her hair into a complicated Viking braid that started from the perimeter of her face with a smaller braids on either side of her head that ran back over her shoulder and a large braid from the top centre and back. Her bangs were combed out and curled over her forehead in a thin curtain that landed just above her eyebrows. Again it was very cute but somewhere in between the childish and adult aesthetic. 

 

Sharlese used a small micro razor and some tweezers to finely tune her eyebrows just a little into a thinner shape and went about applying makeup. Elizabeth didn’t know why she was getting such a treatment for just returning home but again, the luxury of being cared for and primped and preened felt nice. The pain in her bladder was back again and she decided to release just a bit more while she sat in the chair as Sharlese worked on her. 

 

The trainer kicked up the level and she had to stifle a gasp as it fired up to her release. She had to remind herself after regaining composure to stem the flow lest she soak the diaper too early. Again the trainer chirped and Sharlese gave her a little smile in the mirror as she drew on some wings from the corner of her eyes. A very light blush was added and quick sealing powder finished the job. She looked like a porcelain doll when Sharlese was done. 

 

Next were socks and shoes. Some black thigh highs with purple lace around her thigh squeezed the little bit of pudge over the elastic band and the ensemble was completed with a pair of purple Velcro trainers with a black sole that completed the outfit. 

 

“We are a bit behind schedule so if you will follow me down to the car we can leave promptly.” Sharlese said as she held out a hand for Elizabeth. Elizabeth gingerly pinched the nanny’s fingers and was led out of the nursery and downstairs to the courtyard she had walked across dressless the previous night. Outside was one of the large black SUV’s she had seen in the garage the previous night. A tweener gentleman stood by the rear passenger door and opened it for Elizabeth as the pair approached. Sharlese gave a quick ‘thank you’ then looked at Elizabeth who did the same shortly after realizing she needed to use her manners.  

 

Elizabeth was not fully prepared for what she saw behind the door of the SUV. The seat that was available to her was a large car seat. Part of the rear row of seats had been removed to make room for the Amazon sized carrier permanently affixed inside the cabin. An automatic step folded down and Elizabeth was guided to the door and up the step before Sharlese’s hands took her hips and guided her down into the seat. The series of straps that bound her to the seat were intense. One across her hips, below and above her breasts, one over each thigh, cuffs on both calves and ankles, wrists bound to the sides of the bumpers that came up to hug her hips along with straps over her biceps and one well padded wide strap around her neck. Blinder wings came around either side of her head which meant she wouldn’t be able to see out either window on either side and the SUV was built limousine style with a wall dividing the driver from the passengers with a wide blacked out window in the centre. The final strap was a crotch strap that Elizabeth knew was included because what car seat is complete without one. Sharlese gave it an extra tug which gained a gasp from Elizabeth as she felt it push down on her fun button and immediately understood why little’s like their crotch straps so tight in the car. 

 

Sharlese closed her door and startled Elizabeth a little when she entered the cab in the seat next to her from the other side. She leaned forward and pushed a small button on a built-in screen in front of the restrained girl and shut the car door. A moment later she felt the engine startup as the monitor in front of her booted up some little tv show. 

 

She didn’t really pay attention at first then boredom set in and she began watching more and more intently. It was kind of silly and the built in adult sub contexts and innuendo that would be over the heads of a little were quite funny. She found herself forgetting about the pressure in her bladder as the car moved down the road. So much so that when the episode ended and the screen popped up a display of Max’s face she startled a little and lost her grip and let out a longer than previous streams which fired the trainer up at a new level before she managed to get herself under control. 

 

“How’s my little Fox this morning?” Max asked and Elizabeth realised it was a video call and he had surely heard the chirp of the trainer. She turned red and looked down as far as the car seat would allow her head to tilt in embarrassment. “I’m very good.” Elizabeth replied after getting her breathing under control. 

 

“How was Miss Sharlese? I’m sorry I couldn’t be there this morning. Next time Daddy will be there to help out, I promise.” He said with a knowing smirk.  

 

“She is quite wonderful, very adept. Maybe I’d be as good a nanny as her if I had that much experience.” Elizabeth said a little excitedly. As she heard Miss Sharlese clear her throat next to her which made her blush.

 

“That’s good to hear. I had a wonderful evening with you and would like to see you again. I’m going to be a bit busy for a couple of days and was hoping we could schedule another date.” Max said. 

 

Elizabeth blushed crimson at the flattery and tried to hide her face again. “I’d like that.” She practically whispered back. “But I need to talk to Bethany first and make sure it’s okay.” She spoke up a bit. 

 

“I’ve already spoken to her this morning and she said as long as you want to come out, you’re allowed to. So long as you’re a good girl at home though.” Max said, causing Elizabeth to blush at being treated like a little being picked up for a playdate. “Now, I believe I caught you in the middle of something. I have the trainer set to step up the vibration levels with every wetting. Sharlese has told me that you had two accidents already this morning with trainer and that would mean that was your third. The fourth will be at maximum power but if you just trickle like you have been I doubt it will do much for you. And if you have a full release after the fourth, it will only punish you for holding it. I suggest your next accident finishes the job but you may know better than Daddy and might need to learn a lesson.” Max explained. 

 

Elizabeth knew that realistically the third hadn’t really relieved enough pressure and her bladder was aching. Along with the thoughts of the sweet orgasmic release she’d get if she fully let go it was very tempting. 

 

“Do you want to have your accident away from daddy? Somewhere a bit more private like the elevator at the apartment, granted you may be stuck in the elevator with someone which could be hard to explain. I could also torment you, set the schedule for the vibrator to start delivering punishment shocks as soon as you step out of the car. Lots of fun options to choose from.  I’ve asked the driver to drive very slowly and carefully because of the precious cargo in the back seat. The drive may take over an hour to get you back.” Max explained. He was devious and his dominant takes of control from Elizabeth had her in throws of submission. 

 

“Sharlese, could you be a doll and give Little Lizzie her pacifier.” Max asked as Sharlese pulled out a purple pacifier and slid it into Elizabeth’s mouth without a moment of hesitation. “I’ll let you get back to your cartoons but I will be keeping an eye on you with the cameras as I have been this whole time.” Max said which made Elizabeth’s eyes open wide in disbelief. 

 

“Yes, sweetie, I have the whole mansion covered in cameras and especially the nursery. I watched quite a bit of your morning while the boring old heads ran circles around each other in my meeting. I will say you look absolutely precious and I hope you enjoy your gifts. Enjoy your ride and listen to your nanny.” Max said before his camera cut away and the cartoons flipped back on. 

 

Elizabeth was a little nervous to act right away. Her bladder was begging for the release and her libido kept taunting her with horny thoughts of the intense orgasm she’d get for wetting. But she kept trying to push down those thoughts as she knew Max was watching and Sharlese was right next to her. Her mind justified that she had her first experience with the trainer right in front of her older sister and littles constantly were being watched as they wet themselves and made stickies in their nappies. 

 

She decided to focus back on the cartoons to distract her mind and that did an excellent job. She made it another ten minutes into the car ride before she suddenly started feeling wet between the legs. In fact she had released her bladder without noticing at all and her first instinct was to clench back down but she refrained when she felt the powerful max level trainer fire up. She couldn’t stop herself now even if she wanted to, it felt so good to wet her diaper. Her breathing accelerated through her nose and she closed her eyes as the waves of pleasure washed over her while she nursed the pacifier for comfort. She was in her own little world as she soaked herself and the trainer praised her for wetting. It praised her so well that she came twice before she was finished and lay limp in the restraints of the car seat. 

 

“Good girl little Lizzie, good girl.” Sharlese praised her as she came into view and gently patted Elizabeth’s brow with a small pink handkerchief. Elizabeth blushed as she realised she had just put on a show for both Max and Sharlese. A small text box popped into the corner of the monitor in front of Elizabeth with the praise “good girl, my little fox,” the sender information only read Daddy and Elizabeth would have passed out from blush overload at the praise from Max as she gave the pacifier a few involuntary suckles. 

 

Now that her diaper was wet and she was more sensitive from the orgasms, the crotch strap really began to do a number on her. Each little bump felt like a hill and she had all these tingly sensations in her tummy. The squish of the fully soaked and warm diaper added a strange sensation. She knew she was sensitive from her orgasms and the added moisture from her accident made her feel like she was excessively horny wet in her diaper. It was an interesting feeling and the crotch strap kept making itself apparent as she involuntarily tried to start grinding her wet padding into the strap. She tried to keep the moans low and act like she was watching the cartoons in front of her as she suckled the pacifier. 

 

“Is the strap too tight sweetie?” Sharlese’s question came out of nowhere and broke her train of thought as she froze. Elizabeth shook her head ‘no’ and blushed. A bump in the road caused her to groan into the pacifier as the strap dug into the diaper with a dip. Sharlese’s hand came to the strap and gently cupped Elizabeth’s soaked padding through her shortalls. “I can loosen it for you if it’s making you uncomfortable.” Elizabeth could hear the smirk in her voice, she’d do the same thing to littles in the car when shapperoning them around. Elizabeth tried to hold herself back but found her head shaking ‘no’ almost immediately in response. She blushed thinking about how far she had fallen, she was desperately horny, something about this submissive side of herself had her constantly on edge and the humiliating attention was almost too much. 

 

“Suit yourself little fox.” Sharlese said as she pulled away to sit back in her seat. Elizabeth went back to watching the cartoons and very carefully tried to grind into the strap undetected, completely forgetting there was a camera pointed right at her with Max more than likely watching on the other end. Then she had a thought, if she wet just a little more, maybe the trainer would stir her a little more while she ground on the strap, she figured she was pretty empty after letting go previously but tried to relax her muscles and let out some more flow. 

 

To her surprise, she felt the padding get warmer again and the trainer started up on the lowest setting again. With the strap of the car seat aiding she was able to bring herself to the edge again and pushed forward with all she had into the strap to bring herself over. She crumpled back into the car seat again as the trainer chirped to let everyone know what she had just done. “Best be careful little fox, I didn’t put you in a thick diaper and you’re probably already coming close to capacity. If I had known you were such a heavy daytime wetter as you were at nighttime I would have chosen more noticeable padding. I’d hate for you to leak and spoil your nice clothes, if we need to pull over at a rest stop to change you just let me know.” Sharlese said which caused Elizabeth’s cheeks to burn anew at the thoughts of being changed in public and the humiliation of leaking through a diaper. 

 

Luckily there wasn’t much of the journey left and Elizabeth was feeling content so the tight strap between her legs only kept the embers of her arousal at a low warmth so she didn’t feel the need to act as desperately. There was a familiar turn and bump as they pulled into the apartment’s underground garage and she felt the SUV come to a halt. She heard Sharlese’s seat belt unbuckle and her door open, a moment later Elizabeth’s door swung open and Sharlese reached in to start undoing the restraints. Elizabeth was helped out of the car and stretched a little when she got on her own feet. Sharlese had a black and purple bag slung over her shoulder that matched Elizabeth’s current aesthetic. As she looked at the bag it became apparent that it was a diaper bag and the colour scheme matching her own outfit would only mean one thing to others. 

 

Her legs were a little wobbly and Sharlese took her arm to help support her. “You might have played a little too much in the car sweetie, we’ll have to be careful with the next ride.” She said before she pulled the pacifier from Elizabeth’s lips and deposited it in her side pocket. Elizabeth had completely forgotten about the pacifier until Sharlese’s finger had hooked into the ring and pulled it from her mouth. 

 

“Now, do you know how to get back home from here?” Sharlese asked, looking down at Elizabeth who seemed to shrink a little with the nanny’s gaze. She nodded her head ‘yes’ bashfully. “Then lead the way, I need to have a word with your big sister and drop off your personal effects.” Elizabeth was a little stunned that she had to escort the nanny back to her sister’s apartment but looked up with determination and stepped forward. 

 

The soggy padding between her legs was cooling a bit and the added mass of her multiple wettings, big and small, made her unknowingly waddle a bit to keep the damp padding away from her skin. Sharlese watched from behind as her hips swayed and her slightly wider gate gave away the diaper to anyone who was keen, which for the most part was anyone who had ever seen a diapered little. The parking garage was empty and only one couple coming out of the second elevator caught a glimpse of Elizabeth who darted into their open elevator as soon as the doors opened. Sharlese pushed the floor button for the elevator, she knew where she was going all along but part of the mind games when working with a little or submissive was letting them have some control and charge. 

 

Elizabeth hadn’t even noticed that Sharlese had pushed the right button for the elevator as she leaned against the wall, staring at the floor with rosey cheeks. She’d realise later that she had been played once she got over the embarrassment of almost being seen but in the moment she was buried in her own thoughts in her head. 

 

The elevator rose and the doors opened, Sharlese “tsked” a little under her breath, hoping to have some other resident join them for the elevator ride to see the adorable blush of Elizabeth. Alas, they departed the elevator and Elizabeth made a speedy exit and moved down the hallway to Bethany’s door. “I’ll have to get you a harness and leash for next time if you’re going to take off without your nanny like that little Lizzie.” Sharlese quietly said as she caught up with Elizabeth. Sharlese knocked on the door for Elizabeth who was a blushing mess holding her dungaree’s straps tightly from the comment. Each time Sharlese made a move to embarrass her she seemed to regress a little bit further. ‘She is quite the catch Master Guildroy’ Sharlese thought to herself before the door opened.

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I can't believe it. Two chapters yay. She better get used to people seeing her diaper in public and being dressed even younger. I wonder if she'll eventually get her pull ups back and the poop them on purpose when she realizes she'd rather be in diapers like a big baby. Even if it means a spanking first. Because she is too old to be doing that in her pull ups. I can't wait to see her first public poopy diaper.

I can't wait to see what Beth has been up to and how her and her girlfriend will react to Elizabeth clothes. I bet the nanny will tell them about her knee bouncing time and her enjoyable ride over in the baby care seat. 

I wonder what it was that the neighbor lady had Beth get for her and if the neighbor is back yet. I can't wait to see her interact with Elizabeth now she's in diapers and not pull ups.

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Glad to hear you made it out of the car accident with no injuries.  You really did come back with a vengeance.  Thanks for the chapters.  They were awesome.  I love to see where you go with these stories and looking forward to more soon.

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God I'm enjoying this. Is there any idea of when the next chapter might be out? I'm just really excited lol