Hollywood Baby(Complete)

[Little Dino]

Chapter 17: A Princess Proposes

 

The Jeweler arrived right on time, having been to our estate before he had left time for the guards at the gate to check his ID and phone the house for confirmation. He had timed it just right, knocking on the door at 9:00 am sharp. With the help of an assistant, he brought several large containers into the main living room. Yuki and I took positions on the couch on either side of my Mom, and the Jewler began to lay out his wares. 

 

Knowing his clientele very well, he had only brought the most extravagant and elegant pieces. This also usually translated to his more expensive pieces as well. I knew Yuki wasn’t interested in such flashy things, but she was a good sport and looked over the selection provided. Julie however was very much interested, carefully glancing at the engagement rings whenever Yuki was distracted. After about an hour of looking at Jewelry, Yuki excused herself to go read her book, she had had enough jewelry shopping. This was just what my Mother and I had been waiting for, quickly shifting our focus to the engagement rings.

 

Finally, we settled on a 32k gold band and a 16k Black Diamond combo that would compliment Yuki’s style perfectly. My mother quickly called her accountant to have the money wired, and once confirmed a box with the ring was provided to us. It was pricey, and way over the top, but why have millions of dollars if you can’t spend one of those millions on the person you love? I had to stop myself from running upstairs right away and proposing, I was so eager, but I wanted it to be special. 

 

Instead, my Mom and I saw the jeweler out and made our way into the kitchen to speak with Hannah and the rest of the staff. The staff had been informed ahead of time and were waiting for us as we entered the kitchen. Standing next to Hannah was Iron Chef Masaharu Morimoto, my mother has spared no expense it seems. 

 

My mother then began to go over the plans for the night. The back garden would be turned into a romantic dining experience for Yuki and me. Chef Morimoto with assistance from Hannah, would be preparing a dish of Wagyu beef and matsutake mushrooms that were currently en route from Japan. Within the next two hours. 

 

One of the cleaning staff was a practiced violin player, who agreed to serenade us during our meal. After a lovely meal, two cups of Byakuya ice cream would be brought out, topping off an exquisite meal. I would then say something to the effect that there’s only one thing that could top a meal like that, and that’s when I get down on one knee and propose.

 

I spent the rest of the day trying to act as naturally as possible. If Yuki sensed anything off with me, she didn’t mention it. To surprise her, I took her out shopping so she wouldn’t see what was happening in the backyard. I took her to all the Goth Clothing stores I could find in LA, which was a lot, and we spent all day trying on clothes. In the end, Yuki picked four different outfits which I was more than happy to pay for. 

 

Of course, the paparazzi were about, taking pictures. I didn’t care, I wasn’t ashamed of my love and I wasn’t ashamed of Yuki. Let the world know that I’m in love, that I am better now and happy again. By the time we finished shopping, it was growing dark. Yuki suggested stopping for a bite to eat before the hour-long drive back home, but I just claimed I wasn’t hungry. We arrived home just as the sun disappeared from the horizon. Yuki and I went up to our bedroom to deposit the shopping bags, it was now finally time! It took a little cajoling, but I was finally able to convince Yuki to let me cover her eyes for a surprise. She held onto my shoulder as we walked down the stairs, into the kitchen, and out to the backyard. As we stepped through the door, a violin began softly playing.

 

The staff had outdone themselves with the back patio. Candles everywhere, string lights laced across the wood frame, and a beautifully made table with a bottle of Sparkling Apple Juice chilling beside the table. 

 

I removed Yuki’s blindfold and she gasped, hands going to her mouth in awe of the sight before her. I led her over to the table and so began our romantic evening. To say she was a bit overwhelmed would not be an exaggeration, seeing that we had hired Chef Morimoto and being informed of tonight’s menu, she was speechless. I didn’t need her to speak, we just stared lovingly into each other’s eyes as we ate the best meal of our lives. She was shocked again when dessert was brought out, she knew how expensive and sought-after this ice cream was. This was the ice cream that would go for 880,000 yen in Japan. She just kept moaning with pleasure as she ate the ice cream. She looked at me, as I began to speak.

 

“That meal was fantastic, and after such a fantastic meal, I can only think of one thing that could make this night any better.” With that, I pulled the ring from my pocket and dropped to one knee. “Yuki Matsuri Ito, would you do me the honor of being my wife?”

 

Yuki hand to her mouth in surprise, started to cry happy tears. She looked at me deeply and nodded her head yes, not trusting herself to speak. I quickly slipped the ring on her finger and gave her a big hug and an even bigger kiss. We went over to the fire pit and sat on the wicker furniture placed around it. We just snuggled with each other enjoying the fire. Yuki could not stop staring at her hand, at the ring I had slipped onto her finger. In the morning, she would call her Mom and tell her the good news, but for now, we just were happy to enjoy each other’s company. 

 

We sat like that for another hour, before returning to the house. It had been an emotional, and exhausting day. My mother was waiting patiently in the study, hoping to hear good news soon. As we entered, all she had to do was look at the smiles on our faces to know that she had said yes. Without a word, she walked over to the two of us and hugged us both. 

 

“Congratulations you two! I am so happy for you! You two look exhausted, why don’t you go to bed, and we’ll discuss what this means for Yuki’s immigration status in the morning.” 

 

With one more hug, we turned to head to our room, hearing my Mom call behind us. 

 

“Welcome to the family Yuki, we’re so excited to have you.” 

[Little Dino]

Chapter 18: A Princess Faces the Future

 

You wouldn’t think emotions would be so exhausting, especially happy ones, but that’s just not the case. After such a wonderful night together we were exhausted, my head hit the pillow and I was out like a light. Thankfully Yuki didn’t follow suit, she saw me passed out and went into caretaker mode. She undressed me, removing my nice dress and putting it on the hanger. I was out like a light, so I didn’t even feel it as she proceeded to diaper me for the evening in, slip on my sleep shorts and shirt, tuck me into bed, and place my pacifier in my mouth. With her baby girl squared away, Yuki changed into her pajamas and quickly fell asleep after snuggling up to Julie under the covers. 

 

The next morning, lying in bed next to Julie, we called Julie’s Mom to tell her the good news. She was of course pleased to be hearing from her daughter, but when we dropped the news of our engagement, she became exuberant. 

 

Loudly proclaiming “Yatta, Yatta! Omedetō!” 

 

We couldn’t help but chuckle and smile at her enthusiasm overtaking her traditionally reserved nature. She disappeared from the camera’s view for a moment, before returning with a young woman in subtle makeup and business professional clothing, who heavily resembled Yuki! Yuki saw the young woman, and her face lit up with joy. 

 

“Suzuka oneesan!” 

 

The young woman sat next to her mother and smiled at us, passing along her congratulations. Suzuka’s English wasn’t as good as her younger sisters, so the rest of the conversation continued in Japanese. 

 

Congratulations were given, and flight plans and arrival times for Yuki’s return were discussed. As the conversation continued, I became aware of my growing need to relieve my bladder. I didn’t want to get up and risk my diaper being seen, so I lay next to Yuki and consciously wet my diaper as she talked about plans with her Mom and Sister. After about thirty minutes the call ended, and we got up for breakfast. My diaper was soaked, and visible through the thin fabric of my shorts. Yuki observed in silent amusement as I waddled out of the room, my hunger outwaying my desire for a change. 

 

As had become our normal, my Mom was sitting in the kitchen at the table drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. Looking up as I wattled in, she couldn’t stifle a small chuckle at my pronounced diaper bulge. 

 

“You never could resist the smell of bacon, not even a wet diaper can stop you!” 

 

I blushed a little and sat at the table, feeling a pronounced squish as my diaper made contact with the chair. Hannah set down an omelet in front of me with a hearty side of bacon on the plate. My mother let me dig in for a few minutes before bringing up a proposal for the day. 

 

“I’ve booked an engagement photo shoot with a good friend of mine, who was supposed to shoot for Vogue today. When I told her why I was calling, she dropped everything to come over and take photos for you two before Yuki had to leave.”

 

I got up and hugged my mother, she was so thoughtful! I felt my diaper squish against her as we hugged, reminding me of my current underwear. 

 

“I think that’s my cue to go change. Not that I don’t look cute, but I don’t think a diaper is what I want to display in an engagement photo that will be sent to the press.”

 

Yuki and my Mom laughed at this, and I made my way back to my room to start getting ready. An hour later I was showered, dressed, and finishing my makeup. Yuki’s makeup would take considerably longer, so I made sure I was done by the time she was showered and dressed. It was always fascinating watching Yuki apply her Goth Makeup aesthetic. It was nearly lunchtime by the time we were ready to head to the studio. With no desire to ruin our makeup or our outfits, we each just ate a quick granola bar in the car. 

 

The photo session was fantastic, I was an old pro at this point but it was a first for Yuki. Yuki was a natural in front of the camera, the photographer barely had to give direction. We selected our favorite shot and sent it over to my publicist to announce our engagement. My publicist called a few minutes later, concerned.

 

“Julie, congrats on the engagement. Just a point of concern about releasing this to the press. As accepting as Hollywood is of LGBTQ+ people, there are still large swaths of the country who disapprove. Look at the legislation making its way through conservative congresses. Is now really the best time to announce you’re engaged, and oh by the way a lesbian?”

 

I had to take a moment before replying because I was honestly shocked at the question. It had never entered my mind that some people may disapprove of our announcement. It only took one second for my resolve to harden.

 

“Yes, I’m sure. I am in love and I want the whole world to know, I want to shout it from every rooftop. I Love Yuki Ito! I don’t care if someone doesn’t like it, that’s their problem, not mine. Kowtowing to a vocal minority of the population out of concern for my image is cowardly, and I won’t do it. I don’t care if people think we’re being “Woke” or a movie is “Woke” because it cast a lesbian actress. I don’t care if I never work in Hollywood again, being true to myself and to the love I feel for Yuki is more important than any of that bullshit.”

 

I was almost yelling at this point, how dare she? How could she ask me to deny myself just for a few extra dollars at the box office? When she started talking about box office and image again, I had had enough. 

 

“If you’re worried about the press release, that’s fine, you don’t have to worry anymore because it is no longer your responsibility. You’re fired.”

 

The woman on the other end of the line tried to protest, to stammer out an excuse, but I didn’t let her and hung up the phone. At this point I became aware of the eyes on me, everyone in the studio had stopped to look at me as I yelled at my now-former publicist. Yuki and my Mom looked on with concerned expressions. I just walked over to them and gave them each a big hug, my emotions breaking a bit now that the adrenaline had worn off. The hugs were returned, and I started to calm down a bit, dabbing a tissue to my eyes to wipe off my mascara.

 

My Mom hearing the details of the interaction, immediately called the Agency and informed the CEO that she would no longer be a client of the firm if my publicist was not fired immediately. My Mom was one of the biggest names in Hollywood, she knew they could not stand to lose her as a client. The CEO assured my mother that the woman would be fired and that he would handle the press release of my engagement himself. Satisfied, my Mother hung up the phone with a triumphant sigh of relief. My Mother knew how to throw her weight around, but that doesn’t mean she enjoyed doing it. 

 

With that unpleasantness behind us, we decided on a late lunch. With the press release being sent to all major agencies, there wasn’t a need to hide anymore. By the time they got the photos to their bosses and said bosses put the pictures online, they would already be everywhere. We sat in a private dining room of our favorite lunch spot, the press taking photos as we arrived and as we left. I gave Yuki a big kiss on the way to the car, giving the press a nice shot that wouldn’t even sell, at least not for what they would think.

 

It was late afternoon by the time we arrived home, and after such a busy afternoon, I wasn’t feeling anything more than cuddling with Yuki. I wanted to be as close to her as I could be since it would be a while before I could do this again. Snuggling with Yuki as she watched TV, she began to play with my hair, and I couldn’t help but feel small. I felt myself slipping, back to the little girl I had been only a couple days before. 

 

My thumb found its way to my mouth, and I was back in my headspace. Yuki, the ever-observant psychology major, noticed pretty quickly that I was slipping. She switched the show on the screen over to Paw Patrol, and I sat up excitedly as the playful pups graced the screen. I didn’t even notice Yuki get up and leave the room, I was too busy watching Chase and Sky. A few minutes later Yuki returned to the room, changing supplies in hand. After waiting till the episode was over to pause, she called me over to the towel she had spread out on the ground.

 

“Now my little JuJu Bean, can you tell Mommy how old you are?” Beside her were a Goodnite and a diaper, so she could dress me properly for my age. 

 

I pointed at the Goodnite “Me big girl Mommy! I am five years old! No need a silly diaper, diaper is for baby!” 

 

Mommy smiled warmly at my proclamation and grabbed the Goodnite. She lay me down, moving my dress up my body to access my panties. She quickly removed my panties, which I pouted about. I was a big girl, how come I couldn’t wear panties? Mommy sprinkled some baby powder on and began pulling the Goodnite up my legs, instructing me to lift my bum as she attempted to pull the training pants in place. She stood me up and removed my nice dress and replaced it with cuter, comfier clothing. Once she was satisfied she unpaused the TV and I was once again glued to the TV. We sat there cuddling till dinner time, Mommy playing with my hair as I watched Paw Patrol. 

 

After a late lunch, Hannah had prepared a light dinner for us, knowing that we wouldn’t be very hungry. It was a lovely salmon dinner, even if Mommy made me eat my stupid vegetables. After dinner, Mommy said I could play for a little longer before bath time. Carrying Taki around, I grabbed a coloring book and plopped down on the floor. It felt like only five minutes later, that Mommy announced it was bath time. I pouted and declared my distaste for baths, but Mommy was not moved. She guided me upstairs to start my bath. 

 

Once again, as soon as the bubbles were in and I had my bath toys, I forgot all about my previous complaints about having to take a bath. Once I was all clean, Mommy helped me out of the tub and toweled me down till I was dry. I was then led into the bedroom and lay on my bed. She made quick work of my diaper change, powdering me and taping up my diaper. She helped me into my sleep clothes and pulled back the covers of the bed. Once I was under the covers, she handed me Taki and tucked me in for the night. She grabbed a book and began to read to me. I don’t remember how the story ended because I fell asleep about halfway through.

 

[Little Dino]

Chapter 19: A Princess Alone

 

The next morning my Goodnite was wet, as had become my new normal, as the reoccurring nightmare had not left my mind yet. I looked over at Yuki sleeping beside me, she was leaving, and today was the day. As I thought about her leaving and being without her, I couldn’t help but cry. We had spent nearly every waking moment together for the last two years, and now she had to leave. How would I go on without her? 

 

Part of me knew that she would be coming back, we were engaged after all, but the emotional part of me overruled logic at this moment. I guess my crying got a bit loud, as Yuki began to stir next to me. Her eyes fluttered open as she attempted to ascertain the source of the sound that had woke her. Her eyes landed on my tear-stained face, and she immediately sat up and pulled me into a big hug. My soft sobs turned into all-out bawling cries, as I felt myself slipping. 

 

“Mommy don’t leave me! Julie need you! No Leave Julie alone!” I was shaking now, the emotions were too much to bear. 

 

She continued to hold me and stroke my hair as I sobbed into her shoulder. She rocked back and forth with me making shushing noises. Suddenly I felt my pacifier slipped between my lips, and I instantly started sucking on it greedily. With Mommy’s touch and the pacifier, I finally started to calm down. When I had calmed down to just the occasional sniffle, Mommy let go of me. She grabbed a tissue off the nightstand and wiped my snot-covered face. She embraced me again, speaking softly to me.

 

“I know you don’t want Mommy to leave. Mommy doesn’t want to leave either, but Mommy has no choice. Don’t be sad, Mommy will Facetime you every day so she can see her pretty little girl. You won’t be alone either, you’ll have GiGi here too.”

 

I sniffled a bit, still sad, but calmer now. In my fit of crying, I hadn’t even noticed myself using my Goodnite again. It was not designed for multiple floods and had leaked all over the bed. Finally feeling the wetness, I looked down and blushed from embarrassment. I had peed on Mommy too! If she had noticed, she hadn’t said anything. She helped me get out of bed and took me into the bathroom. She turned on the shower and began undressing me as it heated up. My soaked shorts and my sleep shirt went into the hamper. Mommy then ripped the sides of my Goodnite and gave me a quick wipe with a wet wipe, telling me to try to go potty real quick. I wasn’t able to go, Mommy removed her wet clothes and threw them in the hamper. 

 

I watched as she stepped into the shower, and then held out her hand for me to join her. I stepped into the shower with Mommy and felt the soothing warm water run down my body. Mommy quickly washed herself and then went to work on getting me clean. Taking a washcloth she scrubbed me down head to toe, making sure I was squeaky clean. Mommy then shampooed my hair thoroughly, making sure to work it into the scalp. Rinsing my hair of shampoo, she turned off the shower. Stepping out she quickly toweled herself down as I stood in the shower starting to shiver from the temperature change. Wrapping the towel around her body, she grabbed another towel and quickly dried me off. 

 

Mommy then helped me blow dry my hair and style it. She did a quick French Braid on my hair, separating it into pigtails. Hair dry, Mommy lay down my towel on the ground and instructed me to lie down. I quickly did as asked, as she grabbed a new Goodnite and baby powder. Just a few minutes later I was in a fresh dry Goodnite and started heading for the bedroom door when Mommy stopped me. She reminded me that she still needed to get me dressed, and I blushed a deep crimson at the realization that I had almost walked into the hall in just a Goodnite. I quickly walked back to her and allowed her to dress me in some cute casual clothes for the day. Fully dressed, we both walked downstairs for breakfast. 

 

Breakfast was quiet, as we all ruminated on the afternoon to come. My Mother had of course given Yuki use of the private jet and its crew for her return to Japan. This afternoon one of our drivers would escort us all to our private hangar where Yuki would board the plane and we would say our goodbyes. I didn’t feel very hungry, so I mainly picked at my food. How could I be hungry at a time like this? 

 

After breakfast, I followed Mommy back to my room as she packed the final few things for her trip home. Once she was satisfied everything, besides her pee-stained pajamas, was packed we just lay together on the bed in each other’s arms. I had no energy and no desire to do anything else, I only wanted to be with her. I spent that morning trying to memorize the lines of her face and the smell of her perfume. We only got out of bed for lunch, by which point my Goodnite was soaked. Mommy gave me a quick change before we both went down for lunch.

 

Once again, I wasn’t feeling hungry and mostly picked at my food. I saw the look of concern on Mommy’s face, but she didn’t say anything. I think she knew it was because I was sad. Yuki and I sat together in the media room one last time, cartoons on the television as we snuggled. Usually, my eyes would be glued to the brightly colored cartoons, but today I couldn’t focus and I didn’t pay much attention to them. 

 

I began to softly cry again because I knew soon it would be time for Mommy to leave. She cradled me in her arms, stroking my hair to calm me down. We sat like that for another sixty minutes before it was time. Christine, the head driver, came into the house gathered Yuki’s stuff, and placed them in the back of the Black Mercedes SUV with heavy window tint. 

 

I piled into the back with Mommy and GiGi, and once Mommy buckled me in, we were off to the Airport. It took about an hour for us to drive to our private hangar, avoiding any press. Just as we exited the car, the pilot opened the hatch and lowered the stairs for Yuki to board. He stepped out of the craft and shook hands with my Mother. He gave a status update, letting my Mother know that their flight plan had been cleared and approved by the FAA and that they could leave anytime. Leaving us, he went to perform his final instrument checks before taking off. I looked at Yuki, my lip starting to tremble. I was determined to be a big girl and not cry in public. I hugged her warmly and gave her a lingering kiss on the lips.

“I’m going to miss you. Please let us know once you’ve landed safely!” I released my hug, and my Mother gave Yuki a quick hug. 

 

“We’ll see you in one month Yuki. We can discuss wedding plans over the phone while you’re gone and finalize them once you return.” As they broke the hug, Yuki looked over at me with a worried expression.

 

“That sounds perfect Ms Anderson, I look forward to the three of us getting started on this. Thank you for your kindness and hospitality, I truly appreciate you being so accepting of our strange dynamic. It means the world to Julie and me.” She gave my mother another quick hug and cast one more furtive glance in my direction.

 

“Please look after Julie, I have a feeling the sorrow of me having to leave is going to cause her to slip into little space. Based on her childhood, and you going back to work when she was two, I believe she will slip into the younger headspace. Please look after her until I get back, I will make sure to Facetime her every night around bedtime to read her a story.” My mother gave Yuki a reassuring smile.

 

“Don’t you worry about a thing dear, I will make sure your little girl is well taken care of. Who knows, maybe it will be kind of fun having a toddler around the house. I did miss a lot of Julie’s first toddler years.” With a nod, Yuki moved back to me to give me one last hug.

 

“Behave while Mommy’s gone. Be a good girl and Mommy will bring you lots of Japanese candy when she gets back.” 

 

She gave me one last kiss turned around and walked to the plane. She got to the top of the stairs before looking back, giving us one final wave, and blowing me a kiss. She ducked inside and the hatch was closed, she was gone.

[Little Dino]

Chapter 20: A Princess’ Bride

 

I watched out the plane’s window as Julie bawled into her Mother’s shoulder. Feeling my tears well up in my eyes. I had spent most of the last two years with Julie, it was going to be odd not having her near me. As odd as it may sound, I was going to miss taking care of the little side of Julie. She was so cute when she was little, how excited she would get about her toys, how absorbed she would be by the TV. It had only been a small surprise the first time Julie slipped, I had a pretty good idea that it might happen. 

 

She was already acting younger while we were together in Japan, and the tragedy she had experienced had pushed her little side over the dividing wall in her mind. The only real shock was how quickly she had taken to using her Goodnites and subsequently her diapers. I had thought she would still try to make it to the potty, to avoid an accident. The first day she wore a Goodnite during the day, proved just how wrong I was in my assumption. 

 

As the plane exited the hangar, I sat back in my luxurious chair and tried to close my eyes. I felt the thrum of the jet engines as they spun up, and the proceeding G-force as the plane rapidly accelerated and left the ground behind. Once we got up to cruising altitude and my ears adjusted to the change in pressure, I was able to get more comfortable. I was just starting to drift off when I felt a blanket being placed over me. I opened my eyes a bit and saw the stewardess walking back to her station, the last thing I thought before I fell asleep was “How kind.”

 

I awoke slowly some time later, to nothing but blue skies outside the window of the cabin. I took a minute to refocus myself after a lovely nap and looked at my watch to see that I had been out for two hours. Hearing me stirring, the flight attendant asked if I would like coffee or tea to help wake me up. I chose the former, and it helped me perk up slowly but surely. I sipped slowly, just staring off into the distance outside the airplane window. I had slept through the first two hours, but there was still a long way to go before we arrived in Tokyo. I had my choice of entertainment options so I was pretty confident I could keep myself distracted enough to make the time go faster. 

 

I decided that I would spend the first part of my remaining flight time doing more research. I still had only done cursory research about Age Regression. I wanted to learn as much as I could about the psychology behind it, as a future psychology major it fascinated me. I spent the first two hours looking at every research paper or article I could find that discussed the possible causes, of the mindset of Age Regressors. I researched the best ways to support someone who was an age regressor, I examined common rules between people in the dynamic that were pertinent to a successful dynamic. I spent some time reading personal stories of Age Regressors that I found during my searches.  

 

The research portion of my search was completed to satisfaction, I started thinking about Julie again. I wanted to take care of her and embrace her childish side wholeheartedly. I started looking at ABDL items online. Seeing all the cute diaper patterns, I couldn’t help but imagine how cute Julie would look wearing them. On one of the sites, they advertised Japanese “Omutsu” style diapers and diaper covers. I honestly had never really thought about how Japanese mothers might have diapered their children before disposable diapers became popular. That sent me down another rabbit hole, looking at all of the cute diaper covers. I even found online stores based in Tokyo that sold this style of diaper for ABDL. I would have to visit, and get some for Julie. I was starting to get even more excited about this, and I was just sad that it would be at least three weeks before I could see Julie again. 

 

Having successfully chipped away a good portion of time on research, we were officially at the halfway point. I sat back in my chair and turned on the television in front of me. I used the last few hours to catch up on some of the Japanese shows that I had missed while I was in Los Angeles. It was familiar and comfortable, and it helped me start to shift my mindset back to being in Japan. 

 

It was early in the morning when we landed, but my mother was right outside the airport waiting for me. We gave each other a big hug and hopped in the car to start the drive home. It was a small readjustment going back to speaking Japanese exclusively after only speaking English for the last three weeks. My Mom and I slipped back into our easy conversational dynamic, she asked me about my time in Los Angeles, and I asked her about the clinic. 

 

I spent the first few days home with my Mother, I had missed her. It was nice to be taken care of for a few days instead of being the caretaker. The rest of my week was spent catching up with friends, showing them my ring, and telling them about Los Angeles (leaving out the Age Play parts). It was nice to see everyone, but I missed spending time with Julie.

 

 I talked to her over video chat every day, but it wasn’t the same. She was pretty consistently in her toddler headspace when we chatted, it was cute. She couldn’t wait to tell me what she had done that day, where she went, what she ate. I also chatted with my future mother-in-law, and we chatted about Julie and her wants for the wedding. She told me over the last week, Julie had been in diapers full-time. She had also purchased a crib, changing table, and printed diapers for Julie, and her whole room was being redone as a nursery. She sent me links to what she had bought so I could get an idea of what everything would look like. 

 

We went on like this for two weeks. Calling every day, chatting with toddler Julie, and then doing the beginnings of wedding planning with her Mother. Then at exactly the two-week mark since I had left Los Angeles, she dropped a bomb on me.

 

Chapter 21: A Princess Apart

 

As the door shut and the plane started being pushed out of the hangar, all I could do was cry into GiGi’s shoulder. It wasn’t fair, why was Mommy leaving me, was I not good enough? A big part of me knew why she was leaving, but it was quickly overwhelmed and silenced by my toddler headspace. I lifted my eyes from GiGi’s shoulder and looked at the plane being backed out of the hangar, it was almost completely out. Mommy couldn’t leave, I had to catch her and make her take me with her! Coming to this conclusion, I broke away from GiGi’s arms and tried to run towards the plane. Unfortunately, GiGi was too fast and grabbed me back into a tight hug right as I tried to pull away. The plane fully out of the hanger now, started forward onto the runway and out of sight. Once again I just put my head into GiGi’s shoulder and cried.

 

Once we were back in the car GiGi helped buckle me in and gave me my pacifier and my stuffie. I cuddled with Taki, crying softly to myself feeling my Goodnite grow warm. We drove back in relative silence, GiGi occasionally hugging me or putting a comforting hand on my shoulder. The smell of urine had quickly permeated the car after my accident, unfortunately for GiGi and the Driver rolling down the tinted windows was a no-no. 

 

We couldn’t risk anyone seeing me like this, taking a picture and it ending plastered all over the tabloids. If they noticed the smell, they didn’t mention it. We arrived home, and once we were safely hidden in the garage, GiGi unbuckled my seat belt and helped me out of the car. Safely out of the car, she took my hand and led me straight to my bedroom. She grabbed the changing mat and the supplies for my change. Looking at me with a loving expression, she asked to important question.

 

“Julie, can you tell Grandma how old you are sweety?” Her warm smile was comforting, and this was an easy question, I knew the answer to this one!

 

“Silly Gigi, I dis many!” I squealed as I held up two fingers for her. I giggled because Grandma was being silly and pretending not to know how old I was.

 

She smiled at me, a look of love in her eyes. “You’re right, GiGi is being silly. Of course, my little JuJu Bean is a big two-year-old!”

 

I loved it when she called me JuJu Bean, it made me smile.

 

She placed the changing matt on the bed and had me lie down. She quickly undressed me until I was in just a Goodnite. She made quick work of removing my Goodnite and wiping me down. Next, she grabbed the large white diaper she had placed on the bed beside me. She instructed me to lift my bum, and she slid the open diaper under me. Bringing my bum down onto the soft padding, she grabbed the cream and powder off the bedside table. She spread rash cream and liberally sprinkled baby powder onto my crotch, making sure to get full coverage so I wouldn’t get a rash. Satisfied with her efforts, she brought the front of the diaper between my legs and taped all four tapes firmly onto the landing zone, making sure it was nice and snug. It felt like a hug around my waist. She checked the leak guards on the diaper to make sure they were properly in place and pronounced me done. 

 

She went into my closet grabbed my Tangled pajamas and helped me step into the pants and put my arms through the sleeves. Now that I was dressed in more than just a diaper, she led me back downstairs and told me to go play. She didn’t need to tell me twice, and I quickly wattled over to the toys in the corner of the room and sat down. She went to the kitchen and warmed up a bottle of milk for me. It had been a long and emotional day, she knew I wasn’t long for the waking world, and the warm milk would only speed things up. Checking the temperature on her wrist, she swiftly walked back to where I was playing and sat on the couch.

 

“Come over here baby, it’s time for your bottle” 

 

She had a sweet lilt to her voice, and I was pretty thirsty, so I quickly scrambled onto her lap. She adjusted me until my head was in her lap, and she gave me my bottle, slipping the silicone nipple between my lips. I drank eagerly but had to slow down when GiGi chided me for drinking too fast. I was about halfway through the bottle when my eyes began to droop. By the time I finished the bottle, I was barely able to keep my eyes open. GiGi gave me a few pats on the back and I responded with a resounding belch, which was met with praise. She took my hand and quietly led me upstairs to my room. 

 

As we walked up the stairs, my tummy started to feel funny. I was too tired to think about why, so I ignored it and trudged into my room and fell onto my bed. GiGi tucked me in and placed Taki by my side and my pacifier between my lips. She turned around to find a book to read to me, but by the time she turned around, I was already asleep.

 

I woke up sometime later with a bit of a start. My tummy was hurting, worse than before and I didn’t know why. I cried out for GiGi, but she had forgotten to turn the baby monitor on and couldn’t hear me. I held my tummy, desperately wanting it to stop hurting. Something in me told me I needed to push and the pain would go away, so that’s what I did. Pushing down with small little grunts, I filled the back of my diaper. It was icky and warm, but my tummy felt better. When the smell hit me, I knew I had to go find GiGi. I quickly made my way into the hall and down to GiGi’s bedroom. I opened the door quietly and walked to her bedside. I gently poked her shoulder, trying to wake her. After just a moment, I was successful and she opened her eyes. Eyes still bleary, she grabbed the glasses off her bedside table and looked at me. 

 

“What’s wrong baby, did you have a bad dream?” she asked with concern coloring her voice. 

 

I just sniffled and hugged Taki closer. She was about to speak again when the smell of my accident made its way to her nose. Giving me a warm, understanding smile, she started to get out of bed.

 

“Oh baby, did you make a stinky? Is that what’s wrong?” She was pretty confident in her answer, but she still turned on the bedside light and turned me around.

 

Pulling out the back of my diaper’s waistband, she peered inside confirming her suspicion that I had indeed made a stinky. Taking my hand, she guided me back towards my room. I stood by the door, hugging Taki as she got out the changing supplies. 

 

“Come on over baby, let’s get you out of the stinky diaper!”

 

I walked over to her and sat on the mat which was now on the floor so as not to accidentally get any poo poo on my bed. As my messy bottom made contact with the floor, I cringed for a moment before settling down on my bum and laying back. Pacifier still in my mouth and Taki in my arms, I just stared at the ceiling as GiGi started taking off my pajamas and untaping my diaper.

 

 I felt the cool air on my bum as she untaped the diaper, and then a brief wiping sensation as she used the front of the diaper the get a bit of the mess off me. It was longer than my usual change, but I guessed GiGi was just out of practice changing diapers. A minute and several wipes later GiGi was satisfied that I was properly cleaned. She repeated the changing process from earlier and helped me back into my pajamas. She tucked me back into bed and kissed me on the forehead.

 

“Go back to sleep baby, little girls need their rest!” She smiled at me and turned off my bedside lamp. 

 

She quickly cleaned up the changing supplies and disposed of the messy diaper in my bathroom. She came back to check on me and found me already asleep sucking happily on my pacifier.

 

“Goodnight princess, sleep well,” she whispered as she closed the door behind her.

[Little Dino]

Chapter 22: A Princess Settles In 

 

I was in pain, that was what woke me up suddenly. I opened my eyes and I was on the ground, I had fallen out of my bed. The only thing I could think about was the pain from the fall, so I just began to wail in distress, wanting my Mommy to come kiss it better. As I sat on the floor crying, I heard GiGi’s voice as she entered my room. 

 

“Oh no, what happened baby? Did you get an ouchie? Tell GiGi where it hurts.” she came over to me and kneeled to comfort me. Make shushing noises.

 

She stroked my hair and grabbed the pacifier off of my bed which had fallen out in the night. She placed the pacifier in my mouth, and I began to calm down a bit.

 

“Show GiGi where it hurts baby, so she can kiss it all better!” 

 

I put my hand on the top of my head, wincing a bit as I did. She then proceeded to gently kiss my head three times. 

 

“Feel better now?” she asked softly. 

 

It was starting to feel better, GiGi’s kisses must be magic! I nodded my head and my crying subsided. Now that the ouchie was taken care of, I felt my tummy grumbling. GiGi must have heard it too, because she chuckled.

 

“Sounds like someone needs to get some yummy in her tummy! First, though, let's see how your diaper is doing.” 

 

She grabbed the waistband of my pajama pants and pulled them down to reveal the yellow-stained front of my white diaper. She felt the crotch of the diaper and slipped a finger in the leg hole to see how wet I was. She decided it could wait, and helped me pull my pajama pants back up and get to my feet. We went downstairs to get some food, GiGi making sure that I had one hand on the railing and the other hand holding hers as I made my way down the stairs. Hannah was waiting on us, scrambled eggs and bacon just out of the pan. She had timed it perfectly for our arrival. 

 

Seeing the diaper bulge under my pants, Hannah grabbed a cloth napkin and tucked it into the collar of my shirt as a makeshift bib. She then took the seat next to mine and started to help me with breakfast. She put eggs on the fork and would make airplane noises as she brought it to my mouth. GiGi took advantage of the kindness displayed by Hannah to grab her morning coffee and start eating while her food was still warm. Even with Hannah’s help, I still managed to get some eggs on my bib. It wasn’t too bad, and my face was only a little messy, so she just took the bib to my face. Wiping off the bits of eggs around the edges of my mouth. Having finished my food, I was starting to get antsy, I wanted to go play! 

 

GiGi finished right around the same time as me, so I didn’t have to wait long. She took me into the playroom and told me to go play with my toys while she did some work on her computer. I started playing with my toys, but something felt like it was missing. I looked around at all of my toys, and it took a moment for me to realize Taki wasn’t there! I must have left Taki upstairs, how could I do that? Leave my best friend alone upstairs on my bed! The thought of Taki being lonely was enough to make me start crying again. There was a small adult voice in my head telling me I was being ridiculous and should just go get him, but I didn’t listen. 

 

GiGi had just started up her computer when I started crying. She immediately put it aside to check on me. Once again she kneeled close to me and embraced me. 

 

“What’s wrong baby? Did you get ouchie?”

 

“Foget Taki! Taki lonely, I bad fwiend!” I managed to get the words out between sobs, as she ran her hand down my hair and back. 

 

A moment later one of the maids showed up with Taki in her hands. She had been cleaning my room and noticed her sitting all alone, so she brought her to me. As soon as I saw Taki, I stopped crying and made grabby hands for her. This made the maid smile, but before I could grab Taki, GiGi interrupted. 

 

“What do you say to the nice lady JuJu Bean?” she softly reminded me of the magic word.

 

“Tank u for get Taki, you nice!” I beamed at her.

 

Before she could respond, a loud hissing sound was heard coming from my diaper. I paid no mind to it, I was busy apologizing to Taki for forgetting her earlier. I had already forgotten about the nice lady, and when she saw my attention was focused on Taki she made her exit. I didn’t even notice GiGi pull back the waistband of my diaper to see if I was dirty. Not seeing anything, she felt the crotch of my pants to gauge how full my diaper was. I was pretty soggy at this point, so with a small amount of whining on my part, she led me upstairs to change my diaper. She had started to get into a rhythm and each diaper change was more efficient but just as thorough and with just as much love. 

 

She left me lying on the changing mat playing with Taki as she went into my closet to get my clothes for the day. When she came back out she was holding the same clothes Yuki had dressed me in the first time I had experienced headspace. Some white tights featuring cute stuffed animal patterns and plaid pink with bows printed on the feet of the tights. There was a cute pink long t-shirt with ruffles on the sleeves and a bunny hugging a strawberry on the front. To complete the look, she had selected a pink skirt which was half plaid and half straight pink featuring red hearts down the length. The skirt was not designed for diapers, but it still fit. It did nothing to hide my diaper, which was visible beneath the hem of the skirt. I didn’t care, I thought I looked cute. 

 

We made our way back downstairs, this time Taki in hand, I didn’t want to forget her again! We returned to the playroom, and I went back to my toys and GiGi went back to working on her computer. After a bit, I noticed GiGi waving a maid over. The woman came over, and GiGi whispered in her ear and gave her a list, and a thick sealed envelope. The woman nodded her understanding as GiGi spoke, and taking the note and envelope she headed towards the front door. I was curious about what they were whispering about, and I was about to ask when Doc McStuffins came up on the TV! My question was instantly forgotten, as all of my attention was consumed by the colorful cartoon on the screen. 

 

After the first episode was over, I quickly scrambled up onto the couch to cuddle with GiGi before the next episode started. GiGi put her laptop on a side table and put her arm around me as I lay on her transfixed by the TV screen, pacifier slowly bobbing up and down in my mouth. After another episode was finished Gigi left me laying on the couch as she went to the kitchen. She returned shortly after and resumed her position on the couch. 

 

Her hand made its way to my mouth and removed the pacifier from my mouth. Before I could even start to whine for my pacifier, the nipple of a bottle was placed between my lips. My sucking was instantly rewarded with warm milk. I grabbed the bottle with both hands, turning my head to see the television. When the bottle was empty, I held it out towards GiGi, never taking my eyes off the screen. 

 

We sat like that for another hour before I started feeling the effects of the bottle. My eyes never leave the screen, and my diaper begins to grow warm and expand. I was vaguely aware of the sensations I was experiencing, but they seemed unimportant in comparison to the cartoon on the screen. After one more episode, GiGi paused the television, as I started to yawn and rub my eye with the back of my hand.

 

“I think a certain little girl needs a nap before lunchtime.”

 

I just shook my head no. I didn’t want to take a nap, not when Doc McStuffins was on and there were toys to play with. Unfortunately, my body betrayed me and I let out another big yawn. GiGi wouldn’t take no for an answer and led me upstairs. She helped me back into my PJs and tucked me into bed. She had decided that my diaper would be ok till after my nap. She started to read to me, but I barely heard her, my eyes were already closing. I wasn’t quite out when I heard her stop reading and whined for her to continue. She started reading again, and I was out like a light. 

 

I was gently shaken awake what felt like just a few minutes later. GiGi stood over me smiling. I smiled back at her as I sat up. Looking around the room, I noticed that there were suddenly a lot of pillows on my bed. They were on both sides of me, just away from the edge of the bed. I looked at GiGi confused.

 

“Wa pillows in bed?”

 

She just smiled at me. “Those are to make sure we didn’t have a repeat of this morning, and keep you from getting another ouchie.”

 

That made sense, I was happy GiGi was looking out for me, I didn’t want another owie. She moved the pillows to the side and helped me out of bed, the telltale crinkle of my diaper was audible as I moved my bum across the bed towards the edge. My diaper felt thicker than before I took my nap. GiGi seemed to notice this too, as soon as my feet were on the ground, she pulled down my pajama pants for a diaper check. Finding me soaked, she went to get the changing supplies. As she grabbed the supplies, one of the maids entered to room and informed us that lunch was ready. So GiGi just pulled my pants back up and we went downstairs. 

 

As we entered the kitchen, the aroma of freshly baked pizza filled our nostrils. Hannah had made two homemade pizzas, a small cheese pizza for me, and a small supreme pizza for GiGi. Hannah set the Pizza on the table, pizza stands already in place. I immediately reached for my pizza, but Hannah quickly caught my hand.

 

“Nuh uh uh little one, pizza is very hot, and no touching hot stuff. Understand?” 

 

I nodded my head in understanding, withdrawing my hand. Satisfied, Hannah served a slice onto my plate and cut it up for me. I tried to grab a piece but was once again told it was hot. Hannah quickly grabbed a sippy cup full of apple juice put it in front of me and fastened a napkin into my shirt like at breakfast. 

 

“Ok baby, it should have cooled down enough for you to not burn yourself. Go ahead.”

 

Grabbing a piece with my hand, I quickly put the piece in my mouth. It was hot, but not scalding hot, just right hot. I quickly gobbled down the pieces on my plate and held out my plate for more. Hannah happily obliged and gave me another piece, once again cutting it up for me. I didn’t have to wait this time, and the pizza had already cooled down. Quick enough, that piece was gone as well and a third piece was served and cut up. About halfway through the 3rd piece, I started to slow down. 

 

The pizza was yummy, but I didn’t think I could eat anymore. I was able to finish my 3rd piece but my belly felt very full. I grabbed my sippy cup, slurped down the juice, and watched GiGi eat her pizza as I drank. She was much slower and more deliberate with her movements, unlike me. Also unlike me, her clothes and face weren’t dirty. Hannah wiped my face with a wet wipe and led me to the playroom so GiGi could finish her pizza in peace.

 

She turned Doc McStuffens back on, knowing I would stay rooted to my spot on the couch and she could return to the kitchen to start cleaning up. A short time later, I was joined by GiGi on the couch. The next episode was just starting when I heard the front door buzzer go off, someone was at the door!

[Little Dino]

Chapter 23: A Princess’ Presents

 

One of the maids quickly made her way to the door, who could it be? Why hadn’t the gate alerted us of this visitor? The question was soon answered, as the maid from this morning came through the door carrying several large shopping bags on her arms. She didn’t stop in the hall and instead went straight upstairs with the bags. She returned a couple of minutes later, having deposited her cargo upstairs. She came over to GiGi and handed back the paper from earlier, there was an x next to every item. She had completed the list. She started handing the envelope back to GiGi, as there were about one thousand dollars left. GiGi made no move to take the envelope from her hand. Instead, she looked at the maid and smiled warmly.

 

“The rest is for you dear. Thank you for taking care of all of this for me, please get yourself something nice!”

 

The maid thanked her profusely and left the room to resume her normal duties. The episode ended, and once again GiGi paused the show. 

 

“Let’s go upstairs baby, GiGi got something for you!”

 

Presents? I had to think for a moment, was it my birthday? I thought a bit harder, and nope definitely not my birthday, so why was I getting presents? GiGi must have sensed my confusion because as we walked towards my room, she spoke to me.

 

“I know you’re wondering what GiGi got you, aren’t you? Well I’m not telling, it’s a surprise, you’ll just have to find out when we get there. As to the why, it’s only natural that a grandparent spoils their grandchild rotten.”

 

I smiled at her response, I liked the idea of being spoiled rotten by GiGi. Once we made it to my room, I saw all of the bags that had been carried in earlier. I was super excited, there was so much, and it was all for me! GiGi moved to the closest bag and examined its contents. The first thing she pulled out of the bag was a long pink shirt. For some reason, the shirt was super long and had snaps on the bottom. It was really cute though, it was bright pink with a white unicorn backed by a sparkling rainbow on the chest. GiGi started going through all of the bags slowly but surely pulling out more and more clothes. There were more of those long shirts, there were dresses, footie pajamas, shortalls, skirtalls, diaper covers, and a case of diapers with a pink and white design and a bunny’s face on the front. 

 

I was starting to get bored, clothes weren’t as exciting as new toys or a new stuffie. GiGi chattered happily as she pulled out the different pieces, and folded them neatly. Finally, she got to the last two bags.

 

“Oh, who do we have here?” she exclaimed in mock surprise. 

 

Out of the bag came a came a bright red plushie. Little triangular ears sitting on the top of its head. The body was round, the face featuring white cheeks and a winking face. GiGi told me that he was a Red Panda. I made grabby hands for the stuffie, and GiGi happily handed it over to me. I squeezed it tight, it was so squishy! I grabbed Taki and introduced her to the new stuffie friend, when Taki asked what her name was I realized I hadn’t given her one yet. I thought about it for a moment before it came to me. 

 

“Taki, meet Ruby da Red Panda. Ruby meat Taki da Tanuki”

Giving them each a silly voice, I introduced them and they were instantly best friends! I heard the bags rustling again and turned my attention back to GiGi. She pulled out a bunch of new toys for me to play with, and I was super excited. I couldn’t wait to play with the baby dolls she bought me! I rushed over to hug GiGi.

 

“Tank you GiGi, I luv dem!”

 

She returned my hug and used the hug as an excuse to check my diaper. I was soaked at this point and in urgent need of a change. Since we were already in my room, she didn’t have to go far to get my changing supplies. I was quickly stripped of my clothes and lay down on the changing pad. GiGi made quick work of my diaper change, changing me into one of my new pink diapers. She tossed the used diaper in a diaper pail that had been in one of the bags. She grabbed the pink shirt from earlier and pulled it over my head, stretching the long ends between my legs and snapping them together. She then had me step into a rainbow-colored tutu. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought I looked super cute. I couldn’t wait to show Mommy what GiGi got me. 

 

The rest of the afternoon was spent playing with my new toys until it was time for dinner. Dinner was uneventful, GiGi had given Hanna the night off so we had leftover pizza from lunch. After dinner, it was time for my nightly call with Mommy. I was so happy when Mommy’s face came on the screen. I was so excited to tell her about all of my new things, that I forgot to even wait for Mommy to say hi back. She just smiles at my enthusiasm and asks me all about my new toys and my new clothes. After I was done telling her about my toys, GiGi took the phone and she and Mommy started talking about boring grown-up stuff.

 

 I went back to where my toys were and resumed giving me a new baby doll in her bottle. GiGi and Mommy were still talking when I felt a pain in my stomach. I didn’t like this feeling at all, remembering last night, I immediately pushed. My back was turned to GiGi, but she could still see the back of my diaper expand as I grunted. She said goodbye to Mommy. 

 

“Well, I have to say that was pretty perfect timing little girl. I’m glad you got that out before your bath, and not after.” I just giggled at that. 

 

I followed GiGi upstairs, waddling the whole way. I knew the drill by this point, so I lay down on the changing mat and waited. Messy diapers take a bit longer to change, but soon enough I was pronounced clean. Instead of changing me into a new diaper, she took me into the bathroom where a warm bubble bath had been drawn by one of the maids. There was nothing like a warm bubble bath after a busy day of playing. GiGi let me play for a bit, and then quickly cleaned me up. Towling me off, she led me to the changing mat and taped a new diaper around my waist. 

 

She then grabbed to cute-footed pajamas the maid had laid out on my bed. It was white with a pink unicorn pattern on it, there were also rainbows, just like my shirt from earlier. It was so comfy! It was warm and I loved the little hood on the back too. GiGi pulled back the covers and had me crawl in. Tucking me in, I was ready for my story, but she went to my closet instead. She came back with some long mesh railings that she proceeded to set up around my bed. She informed me they were to make sure I didn’t roll out of bed. 

 

She grabbed “Goodnight Moon” and started to read to me. This time, I made it through the whole story. She gave me a kiss goodnight. As she was exiting the room, I heard her cell phone ringing. I wonder who was calling her? I guess I’ll find out in the morning.

[Little Dino]

Chapter 24: A Princess’ Happiness 

 

I woke early the next morning, diaper-soaked as usual. With the railings in place around my bed, I decided not to try to get out and risk falling. GiGi must have heard me moving around on the monitor because she appeared not long after. She had a big smile on her face, as she gave me a good morning kiss on the head and removed the rail so I could get out of bed. She unsnapped the inside of the leg of my pajamas and checked my diaper. Finding me soaked, she helped me out of the footie pajamas and had me lay on the mat. She made quick work of getting me nice and clean. She got me dressed in a cute skirtall with a duckling on the front, and bows in my hair as she made them into pigtails. We headed down for breakfast, making sure not to forget Ruby or Taki. 

 

We made our way into the kitchen and were met with freshly made waffles and maple syrup. It all looked yummy, I couldn’t wait. I noticed that there wasn’t a plate in GiGi’s spot. I gave GiGi an inquisitive look as she put one of my brand-new bibs around my neck. GiGi said she just wasn’t very hungry this morning. 

 

She helped me cut up my waffle, and drown it in syrup. Once it was cut up enough she handed me a fork and let me go to town, watching me carefully as she sipped on her coffee. It was really good, and of course, my face had become a sticky mess by the time I finished. I managed to drop only a few pieces on the floor while I fed myself like a big girl. GiGi came over with a wet wipe and cleaned up my face. Just as she was about to undo my bib, her phone began to ring.

 

She answered the phone, said a few quick words to whoever was calling, and hung up. She undid my bib and ushered me into the playroom. She turned on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and set me on the couch to watch. With me situated, she left the room. I could hear the murmur of her voice just outside the room, but I couldn’t tell what she was saying. Not that I was trying very hard, I was more interested in Mickey. She returned a few minutes later and sat with me on the couch. I snuggled up to her and tried to read her facial expression. It didn’t look different than usual, so I guess the phone call wasn’t important. 

 

GiGi waited for the episode to finish, before grabbing the remote and turning off the television. I whined at the interruption of my cartoon time and looked up to complain. I saw that GiGi had a serious, contemplative look on her face as she looked down at me.

 

“Sweety, I know you’re having fun being GiGi’s little baby, but I need to talk to Big Julie. Do you think you can get her for me?”

 

I was confused for a moment before I heard the grown-up voice in my head that I had ignored before. I wanted to make GiGi happy, so even though I was having fun, I let the voice take control.

 

“Hey Mom, what’s up? Is something wrong, did I do something wrong?” I was a bit worried by her insistence on big Julie.

 

“Everything is fine, I just received some news and I wanted Big Julie to make a decision for me.”

 

I nodded my head, I guess that made sense. You can’t really rely on the choices of a two-year-old. 

 

“I got a call from my agent last night, and then a call from the director of my last film, this morning. They need to do some reshoots, and even though I’m retired, I am still under contract for this movie until it has debuted and the press blitz around it is complete.” 

 

I let that sink in for a moment, not completely understanding yet what this had to do with me. I decided to stay quiet and hope that my place in this would be forthcoming.

 

“This means that in two days, I will be flying to Japan to complete said reshoots.”

 

As she said these words, a sudden realization flashed across my face. Japan! Yuki! Mommy! 

 

“I can see by the look on your face, that you’ve realized that means you’ll get to be with Yuki sooner than expected. The question I have for you is do you want to be big girl Julie on this trip? We would leave all of the diapers and other baby stuff behind here at the house. You would dress in your big girl clothes while we’re in Japan, or do you want to my little JuJu Bean while we’re in Japan? Diapers, bottles, and all of that.”

 

That was a hard question to answer. I had to think about it. I was enjoying being a little girl again, it made me feel so safe and loved to be taken care of. On the other hand, there was a chance that if I went as a baby, someone could snap a picture and out me to the general public. If the press found out, my career as a young actress would be finished, and I would be a social pariah. On the other hand, I didn’t care if I never acted again. Sure it was super cool to play different characters and be recognized for my achievements, but it wasn’t everything. I felt like as long as I had Yuki, the rest didn’t matter. As long as we were together, I would be happy. With that, I made up my mind.

 

“I want to keep being baby Julie on our trip. I enjoy the sense of safety, comfort, and love I feel as little Julie. I can’t say I particularly enjoy the messy aspects of being little Julie, but they feel like a small price to pay for happiness. I do worry about being spotted and outed to the press, but we’re pretty cautious about avoiding unwanted photography. We just need to make sure anyone outside the immediate household does not leak to the press.”

 

She smiled at me softly, seeing that I had put thought into what I wanted and not just made an emotional choice out of fear. We shared a hug, both of us with big grins on our faces. As we separated I looked at the time, it was about 8:00 am for us, so it would be about midnight for Yuki. We decided to chance it and call her in the hopes that she was still awake. As the phone started ringing, I felt my big self retreating into the back of my mind, and by the time Yuki answered I was a toddler again. 

 

“Is everything ok, did something happen to Julie? You never call this late.” 

 

Her worried expression softened as I poked my face in front of the camera. 

 

“Mommy, Mommy, guess wa! We come to J’an to see you!” I bounced up in down with excitement, feeling my diaper grow warmer as I did. 

 

“You are? Is it cause you missed Mommy so much you had to come to see her?” she was teasing me, but I didn’t care. 

 

I was just about to retort when GiGi took the phone back and began to explain everything to Yuki. When we would be there, how long we would be there, what was my situation, etc. It was a joyful call, short and sweet. I was so excited, I couldn’t wait to go to bed tonight, because that would mean I was one day closer to seeing Mommy!

 

Chapter 25: A Princess Takes Off

 

Two days later, everything had been packed up and put into the back of the vehicle. I couldn’t wait! I had woken up in my older headspace today, so I was wearing a Goodnite under a pretty floral dress. GiGi helped buckle me in, and we headed off to the airport. As usual, we bypassed the public terminal and arrived at our hangar. 

 

Once we were certain the doors were closed and no one could get in, we got out of the car. I gave a little shiver in the cold morning air, rubbing my hands on my arms and glancing toward the plane. The pilot had been briefed about the delicate situation of my headspace, and he and his co-pilot were being paid handsomely to keep their mouths shut. He was all smiles as I walked up the stairs into the plane.

 

“Welcome little lady! Don’t you look pretty today!”

 

I couldn’t help but blush at his compliment, with a mumbled thank you I made my way into the back of the plane. Gigi was right behind me, she smiled at the Captain thanking him for being so understanding. GiGi got me all buckled in and set up with my coloring books and crayons. Once she was situated, we heard the engines start to spool up. We were taxied out the the runway, it seemed to take forever! I knew that GiGi said it was going to be a really long flight, but I was still excited and anxious to get to see Mommy!

 

A few minutes later, the engines began to speed up and get louder as the plane began to lurch forward. I had to stop coloring while the plane sped up, it was moving too much for me to color good! Soon enough, we gained enough speed and lifted off the ground, the sound of the landing gear retracting was soon heard. We were on our way, finally! 

 

I wasn’t a fan of the change in air pressure in my inner ear as we gained altitude. I began to whine to GiGi about it, and she showed me a good way to help relieve the pressure. She pinched her nose tightly, and then tried to breathe out of her knows, making silly faces in the process. I couldn’t help but giggle at the funny face she was making. I tried to repeat what she had done, but I didn’t pinch my nose enough the first time. The second time, I got it right and felt my ears pop. My ears felt a lot better after I did that, and as we leveled off to cruising altitude I went back to my coloring book.

 

After a little while coloring started to get boring, and I started looking for something else to do. Moving around like that reminded me that I needed to go potty. I told GiGi, and she took me to the lavatory in the back of the plane. She helped me pull up my dress and pull down my Goodnite. Once I was done, she helped me wipe and pulled my Goodnite back up. 

 

“Good job getting to the potty on time Sweetheart, I think you deserve a treat for being such a good girl!”

 

My ears perked up at the word “treat” and I was excited for my treat, and very pleased with myself for making it to the potty on time. When we got back to our seats, she gave me a bag of M&M’s. I drained the bag in no time, I loved M&M’s. GiGi helped me turn on the television in front of my seat and started Paw Patrol for me. I was too excited to sleep much last night, so it didn’t take long for me to fall asleep once I was cuddled up and comfortable in my seat. The hum of the engines lulled me into a deep sleep, I dreamed of Mommy. 

 

I awoke a few hours later, my thumb firmly in my mouth. I gave a big stretch, and a big yawn as I came back to consciousness. Ruby had fallen off the seat in my sleep, so I picked her up and set her next to Taki again. 

 

“Good morning sweetheart, did you have a nice nap?”

 

I looked over at GiGi smiling at me, with a book in hand. Still a bit sleepy, I shook my head yes. 

 

“GiGi I’m hungry!”

 

She opened the well-stocked fridge full of premade sandwiches. She handed me a plate with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, crusts cut off and halved as triangles. She put some apple slices on the plate and put it on the table in front of me. She turned on Bluey and left me to eat in peace while she went and found her food. I munched happily, giggling at the silly games Bluey and Bingo played with their parents. I watched the entire first season by the time GiGi turned off the television. I decided to go back to coloring and quickly immersed myself in my coloring book pages. 

 

GiGi did her best to keep me entertained on the flight, but it was long and it was taking forever. GiGi said the flight was twelve and a half hours and so far we had been flying for four hours, so we weren’t even halfway there! I entertained myself with Taki and Ruby for a while, before GiGi finally relented and turned the television back on. She started up season two of Bluey, and I was content. I watched all of season two, having a hard time keeping my eyes open. I was about to drift off when I started to feel a tingle in my bladder. 

 

“GiGi gotta go potty.”

 

She once again escorted me to the lavatory and helped me with my Goodnite. This time, she took my pants off and removed my Goodnite. I was confused, usually she just pulled it back up when I was done.

 

“I think it’s time we switch you over to your nighttime diaper honey. You were having trouble staying awake over there, and I wouldn’t want to make a mess of the seats.”

 

I pouted but didn’t fight her. She quickly got me taped in a fresh diaper and grabbed my footed pajamas from the bag she had carried with her. Once I was snugly wrapped up in my pajamas, I curled up with Taki and Ruby on the little bed in the back of the plane. GiGi tucked me in and read me “Where the Wild Things Are.” When she was done she gave me a quick kiss on the forehead.

 

“Have a good sleep sweetheart, hopefully when you wake up again, we will be in Tokyo!”

 

I smiled at her and cuddled up with Taki and Ruby as I closed my eyes. I heard GiGi moving around a bit, getting ready to go to sleep herself. She walked up to the cockpit and asked that the pilot turn off the cabin lights. By the time she returned, I was asleep.

[Little Dino]

Chapter 26: A Princess Reunited

 

I was awoken from happy dreams of being a Princess in a fantasy castle, by GiGi gently shaking my shoulder. With some difficulty, I opened my eyes, attempting to rub the sleepiness from them. 

 

“Time to get up, and get dressed, sweety. The pilot just told me were thirty minutes away from landing!”

 

I perked up at that news, only 30 more minutes! I got out of bed and felt my diaper sag, wet like usual. GiGi helped me out of my pajamas and checked the state of my diaper. She said it wasn’t too wet, and that we would change me once we got to Mommy’s house. I pouted at her, I didn’t want to wear a stupid diaper. I wanted my big girl underwear, with its pretty purple color and butterfly designs. GiGi was not swayed by my pouting, however, and helped me into some shortalls with a plain black onesie underneath to help keep my soggy diaper in place. Now properly dressed, she helped me with my socks and shoes and brushed my hair quickly to make sure it wasn’t a mess. 

 

Satisfied with her work, she buckled me in and took her seat as we got ready to land.

The taxi to the private hangers seemed to take forever, I might have been a little excited. Finally, we were parked in a hangar, and the doors were shut behind us. As I made my way to the front, the pilot stopped me briefly to give me a plastic wing button that looked a lot like the one on his shirt. He helped me pin it onto my shortalls and told me I was an honorary pilot! He then opened the door, dropping the stairs down. He exited first, ensuring all was as it should be and no unexpected guests were present. He gave the all-clear, and we made our way down the steps.GiGi made me take one step at a time, making sure both feet were on the step before I went to the next one. I finally made it down and looked around for Mommy. She wasn’t there!

 

When I realized Mommy wasn’t waiting for me, I started to cry and instantly felt smaller. Mommy must not want to see me after all! GiGi pulled me into a hug and started stroking my hair.

 

“What’s wrong sweetheart? You were so excited to get off the plane a minute ago!”

 

“Mommy no meet. Mommy no want Julie?”

 

She hugged me tighter and made shushing noises while swaying back and forth with me.

 

“Oh, sweet girl. Of course, your Mommy wants you, she’s just not allowed to come into the Airport hanger because of security restrictions. She’s waiting for us just outside the Airport with your Obaa-Chan!”

 

I looked up at her, my tears slowing and my sniffles subsiding.

 

“Dat good, can go? Wan see Mommy!”

 

GiGi couldn’t help but chuckle at my sudden change in demeanor. She quickly followed me to a blacked-out vehicle waiting for us. As the last of the luggage was loaded in, we were taken to the meeting area for people arriving from private flights. We were led into the private lobby, where standing there waiting I saw my Mommy! I instantly let go of GiGi’s hand and ran towards her. 

 

“Mommy! Mommy! I mis u! Mommy mis Julie?”

 

In her usual goth attire, Mommy quickly wrapped her arms around me in a giant hug and peppered my face with kisses.

 

“Of course, I missed you, silly girl! I am so happy to see you! Look who else is here, your Obaa-chan!”

 

I looked over to my right and saw Obba-chan’s smiling face beaming at me. I had been so focused on Mommy, that it hadn’t even registered that she was standing right next to her. She held out her arms for me, and I went to her and gave her a big hug.

 

“Obaa-chan I mis u!” 

 

She squeezed me tightly and kissed me on the cheek. 

 

“Oh, my beautiful magomusume! How I missed you too!”

 

I realized I had begun to cry, but I wasn’t sad, I was crying happy tears. I was so happy to be reunited. Mommy and GiGi exchanged hugs, and GiGi hugged Obaa-chan as well. With our reunion complete, we were led to a waiting private vehicle my mother had arranged beforehand. She explained to me that she’d had it pick up Mommy from Obba-chan’s house, and bring them here. The windows were a dark tint, to make sure just like at home, no one would be able to see us. As Mommy opened the back passenger side door, I was surprised to see an adult-sized car seat strapped in the back.

 

Mommy helped me into my car seat and buckled the five-point harness, ensuring I was nice and snug but not suffocating.  She then took the middle seat next to me, while Obaa-chan took the driver-side back seat. GiGi got in the front seat next to the driver. Once all doors were closed and all luggage accounted for, it was finally time to head home. I chattered happily to Mommy, introducing her to Ruby and telling her about the flight. Once I finally stopped to take a breath, I asked the question known to parent’s around the world.

 

“Are we there yet?”

 

Mommy just smiled at me and shook her head.

 

“Not yet baby, it takes about an hour to drive from the Airport to our house. We’re about halfway there.”

 

I readily accepted Mommy’s explanation and went back to talking to her about anything and everything I had been doing recently. Fifteen minutes later, I started to feel that uncomfortable feeling in my stomach again. It hurt, and I didn’t like it. I tried to do what I had done before, but I was blocked by the car seat. I whined for five more minutes before I used my legs to lift my bum just a bit from the car seat. That was all it took, as I began to fill my diaper. Once I was done, my tummy felt all better. I didn’t even flinch as I sat back down in the car seat. Even before the smell, it was obvious what I had just done. The smell soon followed. The last ten minutes were spent with small cracks at the top of the windows to allow a little airflow.

 

We arrived at the Yuki household, and we rushed inside to make sure I wouldn’t be recognized. GiGi and Obaa-chan soon followed as the driver unloaded the bags from the car. GiGi started to guide me to the bathroom to change me. Mommy stopped her, taking the diaper bag from her shoulder and leading me to the bathroom. She lay me down on the mat and proceeded to change her first-ever messy diaper. She wasn’t too grossed out, after all, she had spent plenty of time in her Mother’s hospital. She got me all cleaned up, and I was placed in one of my pink bunny diapers. 

 

Mommy helped me stand up and snapped my shortalls back together. Snaps were all in place, and she disposed of the soiled diaper in the trash. She started to lead me back to the family room where GiGi and Obaa-chan were chatting, grabbing my paci out of the bag on the way.

[Little Dino]

Chapter 27: A Princess’ New Home

 

We had arrived in the mid-afternoon, but thanks to my long sleep on the plane, I didn’t feel too jet-lagged. I was so good to be with Mommy again, it had only been a week but it felt like a lifetime since I had seen her. I cuddled on the couch between Mommy and Obaa-chan, I had started snuggling Mommy, but Obaa-chan soon pried me away from her. 

 

“I haven’t had a chance to cuddle my new magomusume yet, I need some baby cuddles too!”

 

I just smiled at her enthusiasm and leaned into her. I was content just to sit there cuddling, my pacifier bobbing up and down. I wasn’t paying much attention to what was being said, focusing more on the rise and fall of Obaa-chan’s chest. I looked over at GiGi sitting in a bar chair next to the couch and smiled contentedly at her. GiGi's cuddles were great, but now I had three people to cuddle with. I was spoiled for cuddles, I was in cuddle heaven! 

 

We sat like that for about an hour before Obaa-chan got up to go start dinner. Mommy offered her assistance, but her help was turned down.

 

“You just focus on cuddling your baby for now. I’ll take care of dinner.”

 

I suppose it should have seemed weird to me how readily Obaa-chan accepted me being little, but considering she had already seen me playing Imoto to Mommy, I guess it wasn’t a far leap to little. She seemed happy to treat me like a toddler, not batting an eye at my diapered state. In that moment, surrounded by three people who loved and supported me no matter what, I felt the warmth of their love filling my emotional gas tank up to full. Being in the presence of love is a wonderful thing. I felt so safe, so secure in who I was choosing to be, and comforted by the knowledge that none of the women in this room would ever do anything to hurt me. 

 

We were served Chicken Katsu Curry for dinner. Mommy sat next to me and helped feed me dinner as a two-year-old and chopsticks don’t mix. She set down a sippy cup full of juice next to my plate. It seems like they had done a little baby shopping once they realized we were coming. Dinner was delicious, I hadn’t realized how much I had missed Obaa-chan’s cooking. I was very full after such a wonderful dinner, making sure I cleaned my plate. I just snuggled with Mommy as I drifted in and out of a food coma. It was so good to feel her touch again, to be able to hug her, kiss her. I felt at home here. This is where my Mommy was, and I had already spent the previous two years of my life here. 

 

GiGi insisted on helping Obaa-chan clean up after dinner, to which she reluctantly relented. While they were cleaning up dinner, Mommy took me to get a bath. She helped me get nice and soapy and sprayed off the shampoo and soap before moving me over to the tub. Once she set me in the tub with a few toys, she undressed. She made quick work of cleaning her makeup, body, and hair and rinsing everything off, before joining me in the tub. I just looked at her as she made her way over to me. Mommy was so pretty with her makeup, but she was just as pretty without it. I was so lucky to have such a beautiful Mommy. 

 

We soaked in the tub together for a good 30 minutes before the water became too lukewarm. Mommy towled me off first, and then quickly dried herself. She laid the used towel on the tile and instructed me to lie down. With a towel wrapped around her body and her hair, quickly grabbed the diaper bag from the hallway. She quickly diapered me and led me back to our room. Once back in the room, she helped me into a cute footed pajama she had purchased for me. It was a cute, bear pajama onesie. It was fuzzy brown fiber with white on the tummy and a hood that could be pulled up that had cute little round bear ears on it. 

 

Now that I was all clean and in my pajamas, Mommy said it was almost time for sleep. I could stay up for 30 more minutes, and then it was bedtime. I ran back into the living room to show GiGi and Obaa-chan my new pajamas, crinkling all the way. As expected, there were coos and awws at the sight of my pajamas. I pouted that Mommy would only let me stay up for thirty more minutes, hoping GiGi or Obaa-chan would overrule her. No objections came, so it seemed my bedtime was not as malleable as I had hoped. After thirty minutes of snuggling Obaa-chan, Mommy told me it was time for bed. I reluctantly followed, declaring I wasn’t even tired. 

 

Mommy lay me down on the familiar large futon in her room and made sure I was nice and comfy under the blankets. She lay next to me until I fell asleep, cuddling with me. With the familiar comfort of Mommy’s cuddles, sleep came quickly. I’m not sure how long she lay next to me, but when I woke up a bit later she wasn’t there anymore. I could hear the murmur of conversation coming from the living room. I wanted to get up and go to Mommy, but sleep was already pulling me back under. Sleep won out, and I was quickly back in a deep sleep. 

 

When I woke up the next day, Mommy was sleeping right next to me, her arms wrapped around me. I could tell by the soggy feeling in my diaper that I had wet again. I lay there in Mommy’s arms for a while, until I felt the need to use my diaper again and added another big soaking. My diaper felt full now, I was worried that it would leak. I gently booped Mommy on the nose with my finger. It took a few more pokes, but finally, she woke up. She looked over at me and smiled. 

 

“Good morning baby. Did you have a good sleep?”

 

“Uh huh, but diapey is icky. Can has change?”

 

She reached her hand over and felt my diaper, giving it a little squeeze for good measure.

 

“Oh my, you certainly did soak this one. It’s a good thing GiGi got you high-capacity diapers or you would have leaked. It can hold a bit more though, so I’ll change you after breakfast”

 

I wasn’t thrilled with this answer, but didn’t argue, I was hungry for breakfast. Since we were the first ones awake, Mommy made breakfast for the rest of the house. I kept myself entertained with Taki and Ruby while Mommy was busy in the kitchen. The smell of breakfast wafted through the house, and we were soon joined by GiGi and Obaa-chan. We sat together for a delicious breakfast, and Mommy helped feed me with her chopsticks. With a mix of Mommy feeding me, and using my hands, I was soon full. Mommy helped GiGi and Obaa-chan clean up breakfast, before taking my hand and leading me to my former bedroom.

 

As we made a brief stop in her room to grab my changing mat and supplies, Mommy told me that it was time for her to get me dressed for the day. As we entered the room, I noticed it was more cluttered than I remembered.  The room was now littered with large baby-style clothes, accessories, and diapers. I couldn’t help but be impressed by the sheer amount of clothing Mommy had bought for me. I didn’t even know they made these in adult sizes. Any one of the pieces would not look out of place on a biological two-year-old. The next thing that drew my attention was a plethora of cute diaper covers, next to what appeared to be very thin towels. 

 

The diaper covers were adorable, she had purchased four, and she told me they came from a Japanese company called Feline Babies. She had selected yellow, blue, and pink covers. The yellow cover featured a pattern with small cartoon cats, bunnies, and ducks all holding balloons and seeming to be carried by said balloons. There was a light blue one, it featured a pattern of small yellow ducks and small green and blue balloons interspersed between them. The darker blue cover featured a multitude of candy hearts with messages like “Kiss Me” and “Love You.” The final cover was a pinkish-purple color and featured an Alice in Wonderland pattern. Decorating it were playing cards of all suits and numbers, as well as cards featuring likenesses of Alice, and various other characters from the classic cartoon.

 

When Mommy saw me looking at them, she explained that the covers and the towels were classic Japanese Omutsu-style diapers. She laid the changing mat on the ground and guided me down on top of it. She grabbed the towels from the bed and set them next to me. She removed my soaked diaper and cleaned me up. She folded the cloth with practiced ease. The cloth was folded and layered on top of each other in such a way as the cover my crotch and butt and wrap around my waist. She had watched several YouTube videos on how to properly fold the cloth and practiced. 

 

When she was done, it had a narrower middle section and what looked almost like wings on each end. She lifted my bum and slid the thick layers of cloth underneath me. She powdered me, and then drew the thick cloth between my legs. Holding the top of the cloth in place at my waist, she proceeded to pull the sides tightly around the front of the cloth. She made sure the cloth was nice and snug against my body, checking the seal around my legs, before grabbing the front of the Alice in Wonderland diaper cover and pulling it tightly over the folded cloth. Just like before she pulled the sides tight over the front of the cover and then used the ribbon sewn into the cover the pull it tight and tie it in a nice little bow to keep everything in place. 

 

She helped me sit up, and I could just feel the extra bulk between my legs. These were much thicker than the disposable diapers I had been wearing. I gave my legs a few test squeezes and found that I couldn’t close my legs with the bulk I now wore in between them. Mommy then helped me to my feet, and even standing was different. The bulk caused me to stand almost bow-legged. She then grabbed a light purple one side with multi-color paw prints decorating it. Snapping it into place, she grabbed a cute white shirt featuring a cartoon unicorn running on a rainbow and placed it next to the dress she chose for me that day.

 

“Arms up baby!”

 

 I did as I was told, and she slid my arms and head into the shirt. She asked me to do it again, and I raised my arms again. She grabbed the dress off the bed and brought it over my head. She put ribbons in my hair, tying them in pigtails. She walked me over to the mirror to see how adorable I looked. I did indeed look adorable. I studied the dress, not having gotten a good look before it was placed on my body. It was a soft blue color, with ruffled shoulder straps. Running down the inside of each strap and down the dress was a pink line. The line was accentuated with two pink bows on each line. Each line ended in a pink heart, with a blue bow in the middle. Right beneath the collar of the dress was a big pink bow. The hem of the dress was ruffled and added the final babyish touch to the outfit. 

 

After giving me a moment to admire myself, Mommy led me back into the living room where GiGi and Obaa-chan were waiting. As soon as Mommy led me into the room, they both let out an aww sound at the sight of me. They stood up, coming over to fuss over me and coo at how cute I looked. I couldn’t help but stand there and beam at them, enjoying all the praise I was receiving. Mommy lifted my dress to show them my diaper cover, which elicited another round of awws. Having sufficiently made a fuss over me, the grown-ups returned to the couch to continue their conversation that we had interrupted. Mommy handed me Taki and Ruby and turned on some cartoons to keep me occupied while she grabbed more stuff from the room. She returned with an assortment of toys and dolls for me to play with, and once the episode finished I was more than happy to play with them

[Little Dino]

Chapter 28: A Princess’ New Normal

 

The rest of the week played out much the same as the first day. Mommy made breakfast, we ate with GiGi and Obaa-chan, Mommy changed me and dressed me for the day. I would be brought to the living room and allowed to play with my toys. We would have lunch, and Mommy would put me down for a nap. When I awoke, I was changed again and rejoined the grown-ups in the living room. I played with my toys, Mommy would occasionally play with me and keep a close eye on me. After dinner, Mommy gave me a bath and changed me into my pajamas. We watched a children’s movie while I drank my bottle snuggled against usually Mommy, but occasionally GiGi or Obaa-chan. It was wonderful, I couldn’t remember a time when I had felt so happy, so worry-free. 

 

My big side did occasionally come up for air, and during those times Yuki and I enjoyed each other's company as adults. Even when my big side came up for air, I was never out of diapers. I had been wearing diapers non-stop for several weeks now, and I quite enjoyed the convenience of just letting go when I felt the need. I had no desire to be out of diapers, and back into my thin panties that offered no protection for my accidents. I offered to give Yuki a break from diaper changes when I was big, but she declined, something about not minding and it being too difficult for me to get the cloth diaper on myself. 

 

When I was big, we would go out for dinner or to a movie together. We would spend time with Yuki’s friends at Karaoke bars, discreetly diapered during each occasion to avoid notice. I wore disposables while out and about, with rubber pants and a onesie to cut out the crinkling from my diaper. I even used my diaper in public several times, once even when I was in the middle of singing “Plastic Love.” No one ever caught on, and I was content. I did get recognized occasionally, but mostly by foreign tourists but everything was hidden and nobody ever suspected I was wearing anything but panties under my clothes.

 

At the end of the first week, GiGi and Obaa-chan had to return to work. GiGi to the movie set for re-shoots and Obaa-chan to the Rehab Center. That left a lot of just Mommy-daughter time during the days, or so I thought. With Mommy back in Japan, she had resumed her work helping her mother at the clinic. Even though I insisted I could stay big and look after myself, Mommy disagreed and every morning I was dropped off at her Sister’s house. Ojisan was a homemaker, taking care of the house while her husband worked. Her husband was an important executive at the Hospital connected to Obaa-chan’s clinic and that is how they had met. They had one child together, a little girl named Chiyo. Chiyo was three years old as of last month, and was very excited to be a “big sister.” 

 

Every day was spent playing with and being bossed around by Chiyo. Chiyo’s bossiness was mostly innocent, so I didn’t mind. It was fun to play with someone of a similar age to my headspace. Ojisan was much different than her younger sister, whereas Mommy was reserved and solemn, Ojisan was bubbly and colorful. She loved taking care of the girls and making sure they were having fun. She was not phased by having to change my diapers, just happy that she only had one baby to change since Chiyo was now potty trained. I blushed a bit at the realization that a three-year-old had better potty skills than I did, but quickly got over it. I liked being a baby, I liked my diapers, and I wasn’t ready to give that up. 

 

Occasionally I spent the night at Ojisan’s place when Chiyo wanted to have a sleepover, or Mommy, GiGi, and Obaa-chan had to work late. Most evenings though, Mommy picked me up in the evening, and we spent the evening snuggling together watching Disney movies. It was a wonderful time, I rarely even thought of my previous existence as an Actress and Hollywood star. I was content just being Mommy’s baby for now. Mommy seemed to be happy as well, she was happy to be back in the clinic doing what she found so interesting, but she was also enjoying taking care of me. It brought a nurturing side of her, that she didn’t know she had. If I hurt myself, she was there in an instant to kiss it better, if I was upset she knew all the best ways to calm me down. 

 

We continued like this for the next two months as GiGi finished up her reshoots. It was amazing, I was happy. The big girl part of me knew there was a timer on how long this could last, but the little part of me didn’t care. Even when GiGi came home at the end of the second month and announced re-shoots were complete, and we would be returning home when our visas expired at the end of the next week. I spent that last week having as much fun as I could with Chiyo and Ojisan before we had to leave. I was excited to hear that Mommy would be returning with us, and I wouldn’t have to leave her again. During one of my big girl times, my mother had explained that while we were busy over here, our attorneys had been working on Yuki’s Visa as the fiancee of an American citizen. I was also informed that a good portion of the logistics of the wedding had already been completed. A venue had been rented, caterers booked, and invitations sent. All that was left was to find a dress for me and a suit for Yuki. 

 

It was finally time to leave, and I tearfully hugged Obaa-chan and Ojisan goodbye gave an extra big hug to Chiyo, and thanked her for being such a good big sister. She cried too, not wanting me to leave, comforted by her mother, they all watched as we got into the blacked-out SUV and started for the airport. 

[Little Dino]

Chapter 29: A Princess’ Return

 

I sat happily by Yuki’s side as we made our way towards the airport. I was so relieved, that we would never be forced to separate again! We would fly back to LA and in 90 days or less, we would be married. They remained silent for most of the drive to the airport, just enjoying each other’s company. Once again, I was dressed in my adult clothes for the flight. This time, however, I was wearing a diaper under my skirt instead of a Goodnite. We were taken to our private hangar and escorted onto the plane. The same pilot who had flown us over greeted us and welcomed us back. He smiled at me when he saw that I had clipped my plastic aviator wings to my purse. Once given the all-clear, we taxied out and made our way onto the runway. After a brief wait, we were cleared for take-off and headed back to LA.

 

On the flight back, we took advantage of my big time and started to do some future planning, not just about the wedding but what comes after the wedding. My Mother had told us that we were more than welcome to continue living at the estate, there was more than enough room. We discussed honeymoon ideas, where would we go, and where had we always wanted to go but never had a chance to. We came up with a list of potential honeymoon spots to think about, and then whittle down by the end of the week. In no particular order, we listed: Hanalei Bay in Hawaii, Copacabana in Brazil, Seven Mile Beach in the Grand Caymans, La Pelosa Beach in Italy, and Whitehaven Beach in Australia. We briefly considered other options, but both pretty much agreed on a beach honeymoon. Despite Yuki’s pale complexion and Goth Aesthetic, she still very much enjoyed the beach. She just usually enjoyed it on a towel under a large umbrella. 

 

We discussed flight arrangements for Yuki’s relatives to attend the event. Yuki’s Mom, Older Brother, Sister in Law, two nephews, Sister, Brother in Law and Niece would be flown in on our private jet. More distant relatives we would purchase tickets to fly commercial in First Class. The main family would stay in the mansion with us, while relatives would be put up in first-class accommodations at Hotel Bel-Air. Drivers would be provided to shuttle them to and from the wedding. As for the ceremony, my Mother had booked the Alexandria Ballrooms for the wedding. It had been the wedding site of many celebrity couples before us, and even Presidents. The catering was being provided by Gordan Ramsey himself.

 

With all the planning talk, I barely paid attention to my bladder’s call for release. I registered it and then relieved it. My diaper grew warm as we hammered out the details. By the time we were finished with our planning for the day, my diaper had suffered a second wetting. Yuki had heard the hissing coming from my diaper and lifted my dress to check my diaper. Confirming I was indeed in need of a change, she lay me on the plane’s bed and changed me. I was wearing disposables for the trip, as they were easier to hide. Change complete, Yuki and I took a moment to freshen up before telling my Mother goodnight and laying down together in the bed to sleep the rest of the flight away. 

 

We awoke to the sound of the pilot informing us we were beginning our descent and we needed to make sure we were buckled in our seats for landing. As had become my normal over the last several months, I awoke to a wet diaper. It had been several weeks since the last time I experienced the nightmare that seemed to kickstart by bedwetting. Despite no longer dreaming of the shooting of my father, my body continued to relieve itself every night. It didn’t bother me anymore, it was just a part of my everyday life now. At eighteen I was a bedwetter who wore diapers to manage it, it was as simple as that for me. Yuki quickly changed me before we took our seats for the landing. 

 

The plane landed smoothly and taxied to our hanger in short order. As before, the pilot opened the hatch and examined the hanger space. Ensuring the door was shut, and the proper staff was in place, he gave us the all-clear to disembark. As we exited the plane, I thanked the pilot and co-pilot for being so kind and understanding. I asked them to send their addresses to my publicist so that I could ensure they were invited to the wedding as a thank you. They both smiled at me, promising to do just that. It’s not often you get the chance to attend a Hollywood wedding, and they weren’t about to turn down a chance to do so.

 

The car ride home started in silence, but as we approached the estate, my Mother broke the silence.

 

“So, I have a few surprises waiting for for the two of you when we get home. I think you’ll both be pleasantly surprised.”

 

She did not elaborate further and left us brimming with anticipation. What kind of surprise could be waiting for us? Was it wedding-related? I started to feel myself slip a little bit with the anticipation of possible presents or another type of cool surprise. Soon enough, we arrived at the gates of the estate. We were waved inside the gates, as they closed swiftly behind us. I had enjoyed my time in Japan with Yuki, but it did feel good to be home. We made our way inside the front door and were welcomed home by the staff. As the door closed, I felt a dark cloth being tied around my eyes.

 

“Can’t have a certain little girl see her surprise before she is supposed to. So to make sure there will be no peeking, I took the precaution of blindfolding you.” I could hear the amusement in her voice.

 

I felt Mommy take my hand and carefully lead me as we followed GiGi upstairs. It was slow going as I had to be careful not to fall on the steps, even then Mommy had to steady me a few times on the way up. Feet now firmly planted on the landing of the second floor, I started to shake a bit with anticipation. In my excitement, I felt my diaper start to grow warm, I was just so excited! The hallway felt a lot longer when I couldn’t see where I was going, but finally, we stopped in front of what I was informed was my room. I heard the door open, and Mommy gasped. I couldn’t stand it, the anticipation!

 

“What why gasp? Something wrong?”

 

“No baby, I was just surprised is all. It’s a very special surprise. Are you ready for me to remove your blindfold?”

 

I nodded eagerly, of course, I was ready, what a silly question. I felt Mommy’s hands at the back of my head as she untied the blindfold, letting it fall away from my eyes. My eyes quickly adjusted, and I looked to see what had made Mommy gasp. Looking into my room, I couldn’t help but let out a gasp of my own. It was my very own nursery! 

 

My bed had been replaced by an adult-sized crib. Next to it was a large rocking chair, made of a beautiful deep mahogany. Further to the left was a small cubby of bookshelves full of children’s books. As we stepped into the room, I noticed that on the opposite wall was a small drawing table with shelves of art supplies from crayons to paints arranged neatly beside it. In my en suite bathroom, the toilet had been removed and a large changing table had replaced it. The changing table was fully stocked with different variety of Adult Diapers, all of them with cute babyish designs. Drawers were built in to hold the powder, rash cream, and wipes. 

 

As we exited the bathroom, I noticed a large toy chest directly across from us at the foot of my crib, that I had overlooked before. Now that I had gotten the initial overwhelming urge to see everything at once, I looked around the room studying it in a bit more detail. The walls had been painted a soft pink color, and wallpaper borders featuring a diapered teddy bear holding balloons adorned the top and bottom of each wall. 

 

My crib had been painted white with cute pink accents. The headboard featured my name in beautiful calligraphy, with a heart-shaped hole in the wood beneath it. The mattress was covered in a white sheet with a pink princess design, and the cover was pink with a white Unicorn and a Rainbow adorning it. The toy chest was all white with Red, Green, Yellow, and Blue letters spelling out the word Toys in Large. I walked over to my closet and walked into a large assortment of both custom-made and pre-made ABDL baby clothing. On one side was clothing for my two-year-old self, and on the other was clothing for my five-year-old self. I couldn’t help but admire all of the pretty clothes. Until I realized something was missing.

 

“Wait, no big girl clothes? Where Mommy clothes? Where Mommy sleep?”

 

GiGi just smiled and started walking towards the entrance of the room.

 

“That leads me to my next surprise, follow me you two.”

 

With curiosity peaked, we followed behind her as she made her way to the door at the end of the hall, the room directly next to mine. It had always been her and my Dad’s room, the master bedroom. She opened the double doors wide and led us inside. The Master Bedroom had been completely redone as well. It was amazing. The wall directly across from the door featured floor-to-ceiling mirrors broken up with five intervals of the wall. A large king-size bed sat in front of the mirrors, with a long padded headboard that took up nearly half of the wall. Side tables with beautiful lamps adorned each side of the bed. In each corner of the wall stood a large potted ficus plant. To the left was a beautiful and comfy day bed, with some beautiful minimalistic art above it on the wall. To the right were floor-to-ceiling windows with large heavy curtains on each side. In front of the piece of the wall closest to the entrance was a set of comfy padded grey comfy chairs with a small side table between them, and a larger marble round table in front of them. 

 

“Your room is beautiful GiGi! It's so pretty!”

 

She smiled at me, before politely correcting me.

 

“Your room, baby. This is now your room. I’m giving the master bedroom to you and Yuki, I had the extra room on the opposite side of your nursery redone for me.”

 

I just walked over quickly and gave her a big hug. 

 

“Thank you, thank you, thank you! I love you so much GiGi!”

 

“I love you too baby” She smiled softly, a look of love in her eyes. 

 

I realized in all of this Mommy had been quiet, she stood stock still in the doorway. I looked back at her to see tears running down her face, smudging her makeup, but she didn’t seem to care. My joy turned to concern as I looked at her crying face.

 

“Mommy cry! Mommy sad? What wrong Mommy?”

 

She gave me a weak smile, and pulling a tissue from her purse she began to dry her face. 

 

“It’s ok baby, Mommy’s ok. These are tears of gratitude and happiness. Mommy just got a bit overwhelmed is all.”

 

I quickly made my way over to her and gave her a big hug which she readily returned, stroking my hair as I buried my head into her neck. With the initial shock wore off, we further explored the bedroom, its en suite bathroom, and walk-in closet. As the majority of Mommy’s clothing had been sent ahead of us, the closet was full of black dresses, and suits, as well as my big girl clothes. GiGi just waited by the door as we explored everything, a big smile on her face. 

 

“If you’re done exploring girls, I have a couple more surprises for you.”

 

We looked at each other in surprise, she had already given us so much, what else could there be? We followed behind as she led us back down the stairs and into the kitchen. As we entered the kitchen we saw that there was now an adult-sized high chair in the corner of the room. Walking over to the cabinet, she showed us a collection of childish cartoon plates, along with matching cutlery, sippy cups, and bottles. I loved it all, but she wasn’t quite done. She led us into the media room, which had been completely transformed into a large playroom. Colorful Safari themes are painted on the walls. Tall grass, elephants, giraffes, and monkeys adorned the walls. Neatly arranged around the room were shelves of baby puzzles, dolls, and any other interactive toy that you could think of. The media room had been moved into the former sitting room. 

 

I immediately made a bee-line for the toys but was stopped by GiGi.

 

“Hold up little one, I have one more surprise for you.”

 

She led us into the backyard, where the adult-sized play structure Mommy and I had ordered several weeks ago, had been constructed it was as large as any playground available to the general public. It had different types of slides, it had monkey bars, it had a little plastic wheel at the top of the highest riser. It was perfect! Just beyond it sat a brand new sandbox for me to play in, full of buckets shovels, and other sand toys. Any semblance of the big girl I had been holding onto completely slipped from my grasp as I ran excitedly toward the jungle gym. I excitedly made my way up the rope climb and began exploring. I made my way up to the big slide and called out for Mommy.

 

“Mommy look! Mommy watch me!”

 

I waited till I saw she was watching and went down the slide. I rocketed down the slide into the soft ground below. That was amazing, I had to go again! I ran up the jungle gym and did it again, and again. I made my way across the monkey bars, down the other slide, and then back to the landing with the big slide and the plastic steering wheel. I started to pretend I was driving a pirate ship, yelling out orders to my sailors! As I quickly turned the wheel back and forth, I felt a pressure build up in my gut. Not wanting to stop playing, I quickly squatted and pushed, filling the back of my diaper. 

 

As I finished, Mommy called me down to come eat dinner. I whined, not wanting to stop playing, but I was kinda hungry. Hunger won out over my desire to play, and I quickly sat down hard on the slide and made my way to the bottom where Mommy was waiting for me. The slide had caused my dress the ride up, and as I got up I gave Mommy a clear view of my very messy diaper. The sudden force of sitting down hard on the slide and sliding down the slide had caused a blowout. Once I realized what had happened, I started to cry, I wanted changed now! 

 

Mommy led me inside, past GiGi sitting at the table and Hannah in the kitchen. 

 

“We had a little bit of a blowout, so I need to get this little stinker changed. Be back down in a few, please go ahead and start without us.”

 

Leading me to my nursery, Mommy removed my dirty dress and then removed my dirty diaper. She had me standing this time, so as not to make a mess of the changing table. She quickly wiped me down, cleaning off my legs and lower back as well. Once I was all clean she lay an open diaper on the changing table and helped me up onto the table. She quickly applied rash cream and baby powder and closed up the new diaper. I felt much better now that I was in a clean diaper, and hugged Mommy to thank her for taking care of me. She just grabbed my unicorn t-shirt out of my closet, and I was led downstairs in just a diaper and a t-shirt. 

 

As I walked back into the kitchen with Mommy, I blushed at GiGi and Hannah having seen my messy blowout. They didn’t mention a word about it, instead, they smiled at me as Mommy helped me up into my high chair and snapped the tray in place. Hannah brought me a cute pink Hello Kitty plate, separated into compartments. I had a Hello Kitty Sippy Cup and Hello Kitty cutlery. 

 

On my plate were Dino-shaped nuggets, homemade macaroni and cheese, and broccoli. I made a disgusted face at the broccoli that caused the adults to laugh. Hannah put a bib around my neck, and I was allowed to start eating. I ate all of my macaroni and cheese and nuggets but did not touch the broccoli. Mommy said I had to eat the broccoli, but I refused. She stood up and put some broccoli on my fork and brought it to my mouth.

 

“Here comes the airplane!” I just turned my head to the side, refusing to eat the yucky broccoli. 

 

“Sweetie, look at Mommy please.” I slowly turned my head back towards her, making sure to keep my mouth tightly shut.

 

“I know you don’t like broccoli baby, but it’s good for you. If you eat all of your broccoli, you can have a cookie after dinner. If you don’t you won’t get a cookie.” 

 

I considered that for a moment, I really wanted a cookie, but was it worth eating broccoli? Mommy once again moved the fork toward my mouth, and this time I opened my mouth and let her feed me the broccoli. I really wanted that cookie.

 

“Good girl, who’s my good eater?”

 

I smiled at her praise and begrudgingly finished the rest of the broccoli. Once I was done, I was released from the high chair and handed a large homemade chocolate chip cookie. I took my cookie to the playroom and it quickly disappeared. I played for a bit while Mommy finished dinner, and then it was bath time. Once I was clean, I was put in a thick nighttime diaper and my footed pajamas. Mommy lowered the side of my crib, and I climbed in. Once I was sufficiently tucked in, Mommy raised the side of the crib. She turned on the camera for the baby monitor, that had been attached to the foot of the crib, and sat down to read me a story. It didn’t take long for me to fall asleep, it had been a long but exciting day.  

[Little Dino]

Chapter 30: A Princess’ Holidays

 

The next few weeks were a blur of wedding planning and little space. I loved my nursery but made sure to split my time between the nursery and sleeping next to Yuki. Invitations were sent out, table seating was arranged, press tour started. Since I had disappeared right after sending out the notice of my engagement, all of the major entertainment morning shows were desperate to get an interview. 

 

Yuki was a good sport as we made the rounds, I had done my best to explain what to expect ahead of time. My Mother’s publicist helped to coach us up for the interviews, talking points, how to sit, how to speak, etc. It was exhausting being in the public eye, but it is what was expected of me as a Hollywood Actress. I remained in diapers throughout the weeks, avoiding discovery with the help of Yuki.

 

Thanksgiving came around as the LA weather cooled down a bit, no longer averaging in the 90-degree Fahrenheit range. Thanksgiving was lovely, we just had a small Thanksgiving. We had let all of the staff take Thanksgiving and the day after off. Turns out my mother knew how to cook, having trained with professional chefs for a previous role of hers. She cooked a lovely turkey dinner with mashed potatoes, gravy, rolls, and cranberry sauce. It was all pretty new for Yuki, as Thanksgiving was more of a Western thing. We enjoyed each other’s company and helped clean up once we were done. 

 

Soon enough winter came, or as close as you can get to winter in LA, and it was time to start dress shopping. Once again I was taken to Aurora Sterling’s boutique to be fitted for my dress. She raised an eyebrow in surprise when she saw me standing in just a diaper and bra, but quickly recovered. She was a celebrity stylist, so this wasn’t the weirdest thing she’d seen. Measurements complete, she showed me a mock-up of what the dress would look like.

 

 It was white of course, with a big skirt and a smaller top made of intricate lace that resembled flowers that just barely came above my breasts. A large V in the middle as the lace split halfway into one piece to cover each breast. Long lace sleeves and a long lace veil completed the look. Measurements, diaper included, complete we went back home. When I got home, I decided to take a nap while Yuki and my Mother went back to Aurura’s place for Yuki to get fitted for her suit. 

 

Soon enough, it was Christmas time. The final fittings for our wedding outfits had been completed, and they would be completed by the start of the New Year. Getting to experience the magic of Christmas again, was something I hadn’t realized how much I had missed. Being excited about Santa, being excited about presents, all of those things you take for granted as a jaded teenager now young adult. As any parent of toddlers old enough to understand to understand the concept of Santa, I woke extra early. I moved around in my crib, eager to get up and see what Santa had brought me. After an eternity of waiting (five whole minutes!), I got antsy. I wanted Mommy to come let me out of my crib so we could start. I tried calling out for Mommy, but when I did not get an immediate response, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I decided to climb the railing of my crib, sneak downstairs, and maybe even catch Santa! 

 

The first attempt at climbing over the rail failed, with me landing on my padded bottom. The second attempt was more successful, learning from my previous mistake, I was able to get one leg over the rail. As I climbed up to straddle the rail, I started to have second thoughts about my plan. The floor was a long way down, and I wasn’t confident I could stick the landing. After that momentary conflict, I remembered the reason I was doing this and tried to swing my other leg over the bar. Just as I brought my other leg up, I could feel myself tipping and losing balance. As I began to fall, I did my best to hold on. I didn’t know how long I could stay like this when suddenly I heard the door to my nursery open.

 

“Julie! I’ve got you, baby, Mommy’s here!” and suddenly she was there, right by my side.

 

She helped me lower myself safely to the ground and onto my feet. Once I was on solid ground, I did my best to look as innocent as possible, I knew I wasn’t supposed to climb out of my crib but I couldn’t wait. I gave Mommy my best puppy dog eyes in hopes of avoiding punishment. She had to forgive me, it was her fault anyway. If she had come when I called, I wouldn’t have tried to climb out. My hopes for a Holiday reprieve were swiftly dashed, as Mommy escorted me over to the naughty stool. She said I had to sit there ten whole minutes for trying to climb out of my crib and almost hurting myself. I turned on the waterworks and tried to get her to reconsider, but she remained steadfast. Still sniffling, I sat on the naughty stool facing the corner. Years later, when Mommy finally said time was up, I ran into her arms and hugged her.

 

“Baby, do you understand why Mommy had to put you in time-out?” I shook my head in the affirmative.

 

“Cause twy cwim cwib, and Mommy say I get ouchie and Mommy no like when to get ouchie.”

 

“That’s right baby, Mommy does not like it when her baby gets ouchies. The crib railing is there for your good, to keep you safe and free from ouchies. Next time, let us try to be a bit more patient, and wait for Mommy to come get you. Ok?

 

“Otay, Mommy! I sowwy”

 

“I know you are baby, and Mommy’s not mad. She was just very frightened when she saw you about to fall. You scared Mommy, Mommy would be so sad if her little JuJu Bean got hurt!”

 

I gave her another apology hug for making her worry about me. She hugged me back and led me back to our shared bedroom. We climbed into the bed together, and Mommy pulled the covers over us and cuddled with me. As much as I wanted to go downstairs and open presents, the warmth of Mommy’s body against mine drew me back down to sleep.

 

 I had an exciting dream about driving Santa’s Sled and helping him deliver presents. Just like in the waking world, I was wearing a diaper. Santa explained that with our tight schedule, we couldn’t stop for potty breaks. That made sense to me, so off we went! After a few houses I felt the need to pee, and remembering what Santa said, I let it go in my diaper. As I released my bladder, the slay began to shake back and forth, and I started hearing my name. Soon enough I was shaken back to the waking world by Mommy, feeling my diaper continue to warm as that part of the dream followed me into the waking world. 

 

“Good morning sleepyhead. Merry Christmas baby!”

 

“Merry Christmas Mommy! I had a dream about helping Santa deliver presents!”

 

“Well, that must explain why there are so many presents downstairs, bonus presents for being Santa’s helper!”

 

“Yay, Santa came, Santa came!”

 

I couldn’t help but raise my voice and jump a little in excitement, a big smile plastered on my face. Mommy just smiled warmly at my excited bouncing, it was easy to see she was enjoying this too. The idea of getting to watch a little girl excited for Santa and her presents. I grabbed Mommy’s hand and started pulling her towards the bedroom doors. 

 

The heavy curtains blocking the windows made it hard to determine how early or late it was, but the cup of coffee in Mommy’s hand told me she had been up for a bit already. This meant I had missed out on valuable present time, and we needed to hurry! She let me lead her on and into the hallway with a slight chuckle at my enthusiasm. I started to hurry down the stairs but was quickly stopped by Mommy’s voice reminding me to go slow and hold the banister. Properly chastened, I slowed my pace and carefully made my way down the stairs without falling.

 

As soon as my feet hit the landing, I was off, running towards the main living room where the tree had been set up at the beginning of the month. As I cleared the corner and made my way into the room, I saw GiGi sitting in a comfortable chair drinking her coffee, waiting for me. My eyes didn’t stay on her for long, as they were quickly attracted to all the beautifully wrapped presents around the tree. 

 

“Good morning baby, Merry Christmas. It looks like Santa came, so you must have been a very good girl this year!”

 

I was about to say good morning when I remembered the cookies for Santa and the carrot for the reindeer. I quickly ran over to the table we had left them on and was happy to see an empty plate. Nothing but cookie crumbs left! 

 

“Look GiGi, Santa eated da cookies! An deer eat cawot!” 

 

“I see that baby, it looks like Santa was very happy with the cookies you left for him!”

 

Mommy had come into the room by this time and took a seat on the chair next to GiGi. I looked over at her, silently asking permission to start opening presents, and with a silent nod she let me know that it was mine. I quickly grabbed the closest present and took it to Mommy.

 

“Dis for me?”

 

She looked at the tag on the wrapping paper and nodded that it was indeed for me. I quickly tore off the wrapping paper, any attempt to save the ribbon or wrapping paper ever crossed my mind. All I knew was that the paper was in the way of my present, and it needed to be gone. Paper sufficiently demolished, I held aloft a brand new Lego Duplo Mickey and Minnie Birthday Train set. 

 

I gave Mommy and GiGi a hug, it was perfect. I love Mickey and Minnie! I handed the box to Mommy and went back for my next present. Once again I asked Mommy to check the label, and when she said it was mine tore open the wrapping. This time it was a Leapfrog Scoop and Learn playset! I could play ice cream shop! I gave Mommy and GiGi another thank you hug, and dove right back in. The morning went on like this for the next couple hours, as I would open a present, get distracted playing with said present, and then remember I had more presents to open. 

 

I had to wait for Mommy and GiGi to finish opening presents before they started setting up the bigger toys and play areas for me. I had asked GiGi to get something nice for Mommy for me, and she did just that. My present to Mommy was a pair of black diamond Swarovski Crystal earrings the diamond set in an intricately carved platinum bat shape. Mommy gave GiGi a present from the two of us. What do you get for a woman who can buy anything she wants? You give her something priceless. We had put together a photo album full of pictures of me over the last several months, pictures of her JuJu Bean. There were some grown-up pictures of me and Mommy together at the front, but mostly it was pictures of me being little, diaper prominently displayed most of the time. Wiping a small tear from her eye, she thanked us both for such a lovely gift. 

 

Once all the presents had been opened, I wanted to play with my toys but Mommy said breakfast first. After a quick breakfast of cereal, I was back out to play. Mommy suggested we take my new toys to the playroom so I could introduce them to all my other toys, that sounded like a great idea! Mommy, GiGi, and I all grabbed an armful of toys and made our way to the playroom. The entrance to which was closed, which was odd, because it was never closed. GiGi opened the door and ushered me inside. Once inside I saw that I still had a couple of presents that I hadn’t opened yet because they were already open for me. 

 

Sitting along the back wall of the playroom was a large ball pit and a long crawling tube, both sized up to comfortably fit my adult frame. I dropped the toys in my hands and immediately ran over to the ball pit and dived in. I rolled around happily feeling the balls sliding around me as my body made its way through the pit. Then I was up and running for the tunnel, getting down to my hands and knees and crawling through, only to run and jump right back into the pit again. I repeated this circuit several times before I felt the pressure in my tummy that told me I needed to poo. While crawling through the tunnel, I stopped and pushed, filling the seat of my diaper.

 

Playtime was briefly interrupted once Mommy and GiGi smelled my diaper. I was told to stop playing for a moment while Mommy changed my stinky diaper. As much as I wanted to keep playing, I knew better than to argue about being changed. Mommy had become a practiced hand at changing my diapers, so it wasn’t too long before I had a fresh diaper on and was back to playing with my toys. Mommy sat with me in the playroom watching me play, and even playing with me when asked. She was great at making silly voices for the dolls, it was a lot of fun. We took a break for lunch. Despite my protests that I wasn’t tired, and wanted to play, I was put down for a nap after lunch. Mommy silenced my whines with an afternoon bottle of warm milk, and I felt my eyes slowly closing despite my best efforts to stay awake. Before I could finish the bottle, I passed out like a light, and Mommy replaced the bottle with my pacifier. 

 

I awoke from my nap two hours later, eager to get back to my toys, barely noticing the wet diaper at this point. Mommy must have seen and heard me moving around on the monitor because she stepped into the room shortly after I awoke. She lowered the side of my crib and helped me crawl out. Before I could run off, she grabbed my hand and guided me to the changing table. I allowed myself to be led and hopped up on the table for my change. Mommy made quick work of getting me into a dry diaper and led me downstairs back to the playroom. The rest of my day was spent playing with toys, and then snuggling with Mommy watching Christmas movies. It was a great day, and probably the best Christmas that I can remember. I couldn’t help but thank a higher power, whether that be God, Allah, Buddha, Jahweh, Shiva, the Universe, or Fate for the happiness that I had found. I was surrounded by love and allowed to be a kid again with no judgment, I couldn’t ask for more.

[Little Dino]

Chapter 31: A Princess’ Wedding

 

I decided to ring in the New Year as big Julie, so I could be allowed to stay up till midnight and have champagne with Yuki and my Mother. My Mother threw a large New Years party for all of her important friends, and relatives from both sides of the family. I was the picture of hospitality at the party, greeting guests, laughing at guest jokes, and generally making sure the guests were having a good time. Not one person seemed to notice that I was diapered under my elegant dress, it wasn’t obvious just looking and the loud music took care of any crinkling sounds. I wet my diaper in the middle of the dance floor, and no one was the wiser. I made sure to make excuses to let me step away from the party when I felt the urge to mess. I made sure to catch Yuki’s attention as I exited so she could get me changed and back to the party. My Mother was very pleased, and more than a little tipsy by the time the party emptied out around three in the morning. Exhausted, we all retired to our rooms, and after a quick change, we all drifted off for the first time in 2023. 

 

The start of the New Year brought on the final stages of wedding planning. The wedding was now only one month away, it was starting to finally feel real, it was really about to happen! Seating arrangements were finalized, and our dress fits were checked. Flower arrangements were confirmed, and catering was updated on guest order choices based on returned RSVPs. It was all a whirlwind of activity, and the house was abuzz with preparations and excitement. The staff had all been invited to attend the wedding, and it’s not every day you get to attend a huge Hollywood Wedding! 

 

The week before the wedding Yuki’s immediate family arrived at the estate, and the excitement only multiplied. The week was spent making sure everyone’s measurements had been correct and the tailored clothing ordered for the family was ready. They also arrived with the Chiso Kimono for Yuki to wear at the reception. I had purchased her the Kimono before we left, Chiso is a very sought-after brand, so I paid twenty thousand dollars, twice the normal price, to get to the front of the line. I knew Yuki would look amazing in it. I had to admire the craftsmanship, twelve layers of silk fabric, hand dyed, and colored. The Kimono was black with an assortment of colorful flowers down the dress and up the shoulder. The Obi was white and red with intricate flower patterns painted into the fabric. Yuki had decided to go Goth Lite for the ceremony, but it still fits her aesthetic well enough. 

 

Finally, the big day arrived, and I couldn’t help but feel nervous. Would everything go off as planned, would everyone show up, would anyone notice the diaper under my dress? I had to fight hard not to allow my nervousness to drop me into Little Space. I will admit that I caught myself sucking my thumb a few times, but that was about it. I luckily managed to refrain while the stylist did my hair, and the make-up artist applied my make-up. Finally, it was time to get into my dress, it was big and unwieldy so it took assistance from the stylist to get into it properly. The stylist of course saw my diaper while helping me get dressed. It was a plain white medical diaper, and she didn’t even raise an eyebrow at the sight of it. From what I had read, lots of women have worn diapers under the wedding dresses. It made sense with how hard the dress was to get in and out of, it just so happened that this wasn’t a one-off thing in my case. 

 

As people arrived for the ceremony, we did last looks, making sure my make-up still looked good and my hair was still perfect. Finally, around five in the evening, the guests had arrived and settled into their seats. The ceremony was given the go-ahead to start, and Yuki entered escorted by her Mother to the front of the hall. She gave her mother a quick peck on the cheek and took her place in front of the JusJustice the Peace officiant. After a brief pause, I made my way to the double doors leading into the ceremony hall. We gave my dress, hair, and makeup one final look over before “Here Comes the Bride” started playing and the doors opened. 

 

I looked down the aisle at the collection of people in front of me, vaguely aware of their presence, but my eyes were locked on Yuki. I hadn’t seen her suit before the ceremony, and I couldn’t help but admire how amazing she looked. The crisp black dress pants, the crisp white dress shirt, the black tie, the black vest, the black pumps, and finally the long overcoat-like black jacket completed the outfit. The outfit may have been seen as traditionally masculine, but she made it her own. It looked amazing on her. Once everyone was standing, my Mother looped her arm around mine and we began to walk down the Aisle. The pace was slow and stately, allowing everyone to get a good look at my dress, especially the photographers. Finally arriving at the podium, I kissed my Mom on the cheek and she took her place in the front row. The music stopped and the Officiant began.

 

“Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the Union of Julie Alexander-Cox and Yuki Ito in the bond of matrimony.” 

 

She paused for a moment.

 

“This beautiful couple before us shows that love knows no borders, no international treaty lines, no gender. Love is Love, and no amount of grandstanding and hate can change that. That you truly care for and cherish your partner is all that matters. Period.”

 

Claps from the audience arise in agreement, and the officiant waits for the noise to die back down. 

 

“The couple has each written their vows, which they will now read aloud.”

 

The officant handed me the paper with my vows, and I looked into Yuki’s eyes radiating the love I felt for her. 

 

“Yuki, you have been my rock these past years. You helped me recover from my addiction, you helped me get through a global pandemic, you helped me deal with the death of my Father. I could not ask for a kinder, more caring partner to go through life with. Your love, compassion, and understanding know no bounds. Here in front of gathered friends and family, I vow my eternal love to you. I vow to be by your side during the highs and lows of life. I vow to never put anything else above you, including my acting career. I vow you are my one and only from now until the end of my days. I love you, Yuki Ito.”

 

I folded up the paper and handed it back to the officiant. She then took a second piece of paper and handed it to Yuki. 

 

“Julie, you have been a ray of sunshine in the dark. Being a part of the Goth lifestyle, it is easy to get lost in the dark. You were my beacon that brought me back to my center, my whole. I can embrace the dark clothing and makeup of the culture, but I don’t have to let the rest of my life be dark and depressing. You showed me that. Our time spent together has been some of the happiest of my life, and I look forward to a lifetime of taking care of you and being there for you any time you need me. I vow to pick you up when you fall. I vow to be a source of comfort when you are hurt. I vow to be by your side to the end of my days.”

 

The officiant took the paper from Yuki, smiling warmly at our heartfelt vows to each other. She turned to Yuki first. Handing her the wedding band.

 

“Please repeat after me. I Yuki Ito…”

 

“I Yuki Ito…”

 

“Take Julie Alexander-Cox to be my lawfully wedded wife.”

 

“Take Julie Alexander-Cox to be my lawfully wedded wife.”

 

“I promise to love and keep her, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, for better or worse, till death do us part.”

 

“I promise to love and keep her, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, for better or worse, till death do us part.”

 

As the words finished, she slid the ring onto my left hand. The officiant then turned to me and handed me the wedding band.

 

“Please repeat after me. I Julie Alexander-Cox…”

 

“I Julie Alexander-Cox…”

 

“Take Yuki Ito to be my lawfully wedded wife”

 

“Take Yuki Ito to be my lawfully wedded wife.”

 

“I promise to love and keep her, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, for better or worse, till death do us part.”

 

“I promise to love and keep her, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, for better or worse, till death do us part.”

 

I slid the ring onto Yuki’s finger, right next to the engagement ring. 

 

“I now pronounce you legally married partners in heart and mind, in body and soul, in love and life. You may now kiss.”

 

We gave each other a deep but chaste kiss and turned to the gathered guests.

 

“I am happy to introduce the newly married couple of Julie-Alexander Cox and Yuki Ito.”

 

The crowd stood and applauded as we raised our clasped hands in celebration. The officiant, job done, retired to the back room where she had prepared. Our mothers came up and hugged each of us in turn, expressing how happy they were. I hugged Yuki’s sister and her daughter Chiyo. I hugged various extended family members, my Maternal and Paternal grandparents, and assorted friends. We stayed behind for pictures as the majority of the guests made their way out towards the reception. We spent the next hour taking various photos with various combinations of family lineups, and in various poses, until it was finally time to make our way to the reception.

[Little Dino]

Chapter 32: A Princess Parties

 

After the pictures were completed, Yuki and I retired to the room set aside for us to change into our clothes for the reception. Yuki’s Mom helped her into the intricate twelve-layer kimono, as I watched fascinated by the process. As I sat watching, I couldn’t help but once again think how lucky I was. I have a beautiful wife who loves me unconditionally, even if I’m a diaper-wearing baby on frequent occasions. She slipped so easily into the caregiver role, never once complaining or saying she’d had enough. She seemed to truly enjoy taking care of others, something she likely got from her Mother’s lifetime of practicing medicine. 

 

I sat there watching her, vaguely aware of how swollen my diaper had become. I had wet before the ceremony, during the ceremony, and pictures. It was safe to say that I had a pronounced waddle when we made our way to the room. Once Yuki was dressed in her Kimono, her mother turned to me.

 

“Do you need a change Julie-chan?”

 

I poked at my diaper and nodded my head in the affirmative.

 

“Ok, come over here so I can change you. We don’t want anything getting on Yuki’s nice new Kimono do we?”

 

I waddled over to her, suddenly aware of the cramping in my stomach which had been kept at bay in my seated position. As I made my way to the other side of the room where the changing matt had been placed, I stopped for a brief moment to push. I felt the rear of my soggy diaper quickly expand as I did my best to get everything out before the reception. Once I was satisfied that the mission had been accomplished, I continued over to the changing mat. I lay down on the mat as part of what had become a familiar routine and waited for my diaper to be changed.

 

“Well you certainly decided to leave Obaa-chan a present, didn’t you? Silly girl, the bride is supposed to receive presents on her wedding day, not give them!”

 

I couldn’t help but giggle at her silly words, feeling myself starting to slip. I forced myself to stay big, as much as I didn’t want to, I didn’t want to be a baby at the reception either. Once I was fresh and clean, I stood up and allowed Obaa-chan to help me with my dress. It was a much slimmer gown than the poofy wedding dress, much easier to move around in but still loose enough to hide my diaper. I still had a veil attached with a headband, that also featured a white rose attached to the band on the side. One last check of hair and makeup and we were off to the reception hall.

 

As we arrived at the reception, the photographers were waiting for us. A barrier had been erected to keep the paparazzi out, but they stood at the barrier taking shots from a distance as we exited the car. With previously rehearsed timing, we moved at a stately pace towards the doors of the reception hall. The photographers featured a team of three, and each ran around taking pictures from all angles and different heights.

 

 Finally, after a sixty-second walk that took five minutes, we arrived at the door the the reception hall. Once again, we stopped and waited before opening to doors, giving the photography team time to get inside to capture pictures of our entrance. Once the photographer who had remained outside signaled his team was set, we opened the door and made our grand entrance.

 

 

“Please welcome the happy couple, Julie Alexander-Cox and Yuki Ito!” the voice of the emcee boomed over the speakers as we entered.

 

Once again we were greeted by a standing ovation from the guests, as we slowly made our way to the table on the dais. The click of camera shutters followed us as we made our way to the dias where our family waited. After we quickly hugged both of our mothers we took our seats in the middle of the table. Once seated, the food service quickly began as the servers brought us the first course. I could faintly hear the occasional raised voice from Gordon Ramsey as his team cooked, but nothing to the level of what you saw on shows like “Hell’s Kitchen.” As expected every course was perfect, and I was thoroughly stuffed by the end. Finally, it was time for the cake.

 

The cake was a gorgeous multi-tiered cake intricately decorated featuring two little standees on top to represent Yuki and myself. We did the traditional first cut of the cake, shoving the cake in each other’s face instead of eating it. We couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculous we looked, cake smeared on our faces. I couldn’t wait to see the photos later. The expected photo op was now taken care of, and the cake was taken to be cut professionally to ensure all guests got a piece. The cake was top-tier, as expected, we had spared no expense for the wedding. After cake and speeches from the mothers of the bride, it was time to work off the calories and open up the dance floor. 

 

As I said before, we spared no expense for the wedding, and that included entertainment. Dinner complete, the room darkened. As the crowd turned to the stage, a single spotlight shone down on Chanmina. We had flown her in from Japan, as she was one of Yuki’s favorite artists. Chanmina knew how to put on a show and keep the audience dancing, she was fantastic. Even if you didn’t understand Japanese, her music was still banger after banger. She performed for an hour, and there was a brief pause to allow people to hydrate or top off their alcoholic beverages. Thirty minutes later, the room once again darkened and all eyes turned to the stage once again. This time it wasn’t just a spotlight, it was an array of carefully arranged lights that spelled out the artist’s name. The music started, and Beyonce strutted onto stage. 

 

She performed for the next two hours, her set a wide-ranging walk through her extensive catalog. The widely known singles were present, but she also featured some deeper cuts. The crowd was enraptured with her performance, dancing their asses off. At the halfway point of the set, the dance floor was cleared for our first dance. The floor is clear, and with us standing in the middle of the dance floor, the music for “Halo” begins. It was a wonderful moment, the world around us melted away and it was just the two of us. We were in our own little world, with just each other and the song. It was honest-to-God magic, it wasn’t until the song faded that I came back to reality. I found that I was crying as the crowd around us clapped for our first dance. Nothing will ever top that moment. 

 

At the end of Beyonce’s set, the crowd begins to filter out, and an hour later it is the only family left in the hall. After the last of the guests left, it felt like I could finally exhale and relax, and the hiss coming from my crotch confirmed my relaxation. We made our way down to the waiting limousine and started to make our way back to the Estate. It was a quiet but happy ride home, Yuki and I just enjoyed cuddling with each other in the back seat. Our mother had chosen to stay in the Presidential Suite of the hotel and allow us our wedding night alone together. The house was strangely quiet as we entered together, with no staff at the house and my mother in the hotel it felt a bit odd, that silence. 

 

I didn’t dwell on it for too long, as I felt Yuki grab my hand and lead me toward our bedroom. I needed no further incentive and followed her eagerly, the anticipation steadily rising inside me. We quickly made our way to our bedroom, closing the door behind us, even if we were alone in the house. I started kissing Yuki, but she paused me for a moment. 

 

“Before the fun starts, let’s get you cleaned up and out of that wet diaper.”

 

With eager movements, I lay on the changing table and allowed Yuki to remove my diaper. Once she had wiped me down, she leaned in and kissed me passionately. Then she pulled away, and made her way towards the bed, slowly undoing her kimono as she walked. Her back to me, I watched her kimono fall away until she was just in her bra and panties. I felt a different kind of wetness looking at her gorgeous body. She quickly removed her bra and panties and lay on the bed, turning to face me. She beckoned me over with her finger, and I eagerly followed her. Having already been stripped of my clothing for my diaper change, I hurried over. I lay next to her, and once again we shared a passionate kiss. Our Wedding Night had officially begun.

[Babytom948]

This fanfic lasting a long time

[Little Dino]

Chapter 33: A Princess’ Honeymoon

 

We woke up in each other's arms the next morning, memories of our wedding night still dancing in my head. I looked over at Yuki and just smiled, she was all mine forever and ever. When I received a call from my Mother, we decided it was time to get out of bed. She informed us that the car taking us to the airport would arrive in 30 minutes, and the jet was waiting to fly us away to our month-long honeymoon. We had settled on Hanalei Bay in Hawaii for our Honeymoon, it was an easy flight and we could start our honeymoon that much faster. Our bags were already packed ahead of time, we grabbed a quick bite to eat and made our way to the front of the house. We had just retrieved the last of our luggage when the usual Blacked Out SUV pulled up the front door. 

 

The driver got out of the still-running SUV and opened the passenger-side back door for us. As the door opened, we were greeted by the site of our Mothers already in the car. They had decided to tag along and see us off for our honeymoon. The driver quickly got all of our luggage loaded, and we were soon on our way. The guards at the gate wished us well, and a happy honeymoon as we left the Estate. 

 

The drive to the airport was full of excited conversation about the night before, and our upcoming honeymoon. Soon enough, we had arrived at the Airport and we were then escorted to our private hangar. Security in place, and doors all closed, we exited the vehicle. We both gave each mother a big long hug as they wished us well and congratulated us on our nuptials once again. The door opened and the stairs lay flat, at the top of the stairs we were greeted by a slightly bleary-eyed pilot. 

 

He had a few drinks at the reception but had left early to make sure he was in good shape to fly today. He greeted us warmly, thanking us for inviting him to our wedding. We both gave him a quick hug and waved to our mothers before entering the plane. We settled into seats next to each other, taking each other’s hands on the shared armrest. As the door closed, and the cabin was sealed, we shared a kiss. As usual, we spent some time waiting to be taxied and then cleared, but eventually, we took off and our honeymoon had officially begun. The flight over was uneventful, we spent time snuggling together, and my diaper was changed, stuff that had become our everyday. Just under six hours later, we were landing in Hawaii.

 

We disembarked once the plane had successfully parked in the private hangar, and made our way to the waiting blacked-out SUV. The SUV transported us to a much smaller local airport in Honolulu, where we caught our flight over to the next island. Yet another blacked-out SUV took us to 1 Hotel Hanalei Bay, where we checked into the Honeymoon Suite. 

 

It was a gorgeous suite with a well-appointed living room as we entered. Low wooden couch frames were topped with white pillows and white throw pillows. There was a dining room table of gorgeous well-lacquered wood, surrounded by comfy white chairs. The walls were a light, almost white-beige color, and there was a patio with a view of our private beach. The bathroom was gorgeous, with a large black stone jacuzzi and a large sink made of the same stone material. The walls were covered with think latticed wood to help give it a tropical feel. The master bedroom had a queen size mattress that rested on a low wooden frame, and four wooden pillars holding up 4 boards above the bed. On each side of the head of the bed hung rope lanterns, there was greenery all about to liven up the room. 

 

We decided to explore the hotel and surrounding beaches, after being on planes for several hours it felt good to walk and stretch our legs. I wore a large straw hat and sunglasses in an attempt to conceal my face from any curious onlookers who might recognize me. We explored the hotel’s spa before making our way to the gorgeous restaurant where dinner would be served. After a thorough search of the hotel, we decided to grab a delicious frozen treat from Wai’oli Cool Treats and relax on lounge chairs overlooking the beach. 

 

Many of our days went much the same, we explored, saw the sights, and wound down on lounging chairs with Wai’oli Cool Treats. I gave up trying to hide after the third day on the island, I got recognized when I lost my hat to a strong wind gust. There was the usual gushing and excitement that came with a celebrity encounter. I took a few selfies, signed a few autographs, and went on my way. We were mostly left alone, but there were always a few eager souls wanting my attention. I tried to be good-natured to every single one, and not let on how annoying it was to have them interrupt my honeymoon. 

 

Word quickly spread over the internet that we were honeymooning in Hawaii, and by the time our final week rolled around, eager photographers had begun to wait for us to emerge from the hotel each day. This meant that we would have to spend the majority of our last week at the hotel, to avoid prying eyes. A situation like this was exactly why I had rented this suite that had a private beach. I had figured we might be recognized at some point, so I wanted to be able to still enjoy the beach, and not have to worry about onlookers seeing my diaper. With five nights left before we had to leave, I decided I wanted a baby beach day. 

 

Yuki put me in my pink bunny diaper, placed my bunny pacifier in my mouth, and dressed me in a cute toddler dress decorated with rabbits that did nothing to cover my diaper. She had planned for this occasion and had packed inflatable arm floats for me. She packed a tight latex diaper cover in the bag for when I wanted to go swimming. She packed snacks, and a sippy cup into my diaper bag, before getting changed for the beach. I had started slipping when the pacifier went in my mouth, and by the time we were both ready, I was completely in headspace. 

 

I held Mommy’s hand, skipping excitedly, as we made our way down to our private beach. Finally, we reached the beach, and I did my best to help Mommy lay out the towels for us to sit on. I thought I was being a good helper, but Mommy quickly grabbed some sand toys and told me to go play while she got set up. I sat on my butt and started digging a hole, not having a general aim of what I should accomplish. I then remembered the sand molds Mommy brought and quickly crawled over toward the beach bag to retrieve them. As I crawled towards Mommy, I could have sworn I heard a faint buzzing sound, but I just wrote it off as a yucky bug. Sand molds were acquired, and I crawled back to my hole and started making castles.

 

Eventually, I got tired of playing with sand and wanted to swim. Mommy grabbed the latex cover out of the bag and pulled it over my diaper. She made sure all the edges were flush so as not to let water in. She then grabbed a cute My Little Pony one-piece swimsuit out of the bag, took off my dress, and quickly had me step into the suit. Next were my floaties, which magically got full of air while I was busy playing in the sand. Mommy reapplied my sunblock and took my hand as we walked to the ocean. I had so much fun swimming with Mommy, I thought I heard that buzzing sound again, but I once again just thought it was a bug. I started to get pretty tired, and Mommy said it was time to go back to the room for a nap. I yawned and nodded my head, a nap sounded nice. 

 

Chapter 34: A Princess’ Secret Revealed

 

After I woke up from my nap, we decided on a quiet night in our suite so I could continue to be little for the night without worry. We ordered room service and Mommy answered the door as I hid in the bedroom. We enjoyed a quiet evening snuggling together on the couch watching Disney movies. I fell asleep with my head in Mommy’s lap as she stroked my hair. I was going to be said to be leaving this place, this trip had been magical. Memories of our trip ran through my head as I faded into sleep.

 

I woke up the next morning, as big Julie, to the sound of buzzing coming from my cellphone. I glanced at the phone in a sleepy haze only to see hundreds of missed notifications, and missed calls from my Mom, Yuki’s Mom, my Agent, my publicist, and several high-profile journalists. Seeing so many missed notifications and calls, I knew something was up, and I was terrified that something had happened to my Mom while we were on our Honeymoon. I sat up quickly unlocked my phone, and began sorting through the notifications. I quickly realized that I had become breaking gossip news on the internet. When I went to the article most frequently referenced, I went pale and started shaking.

 

Featured on the front page of the celebrity gossip site were pictures of me playing on the beach in nothing but a diaper and a toddler dress. The pictures were very high definition, and you could see my babyish outfit, and the babyish designs on my diaper, not to mention the pacifier in my mouth! The headline read “Hollywood Baby?” The shots were all overhead shots, likely taken from a drone, which explained the buzzing sound I had heard yesterday. The main feature was the photos. There were a few sentences of drivel underneath, talking about my past struggles, and an armchair psychologist commenting on the reason I was likely dressed like this. 

 

I was exposed, I had been discovered. What I had worked so hard to keep a secret had made its way to the light of day. Overwhelmed with conflicting emotions of shame, embarrassment, and anger, all I could do was cry. I just started sobbing looking at my phone, loud enough to wake Yuki lying next to me. She sat up quickly to hug me, trying to figure out what was wrong. I just sobbed into her shoulder as she checked my diaper, which was wet, but not soaked. She then saw my phone still in my hand and looked at the screen. With a gasp, her hand went to her mouth as she saw my diapered butt displayed for all of the world to see. She just hugged me tightly and tried to soothe me, telling me everything would be alright. Eventually, I cried myself out and fell back asleep. 

 

My dreams were full of nightmares of people pointing at me and laughing. I would be walking the red carpet at a movie premier, and I tripped and my dress flew up revealing my diaper. When people saw my baby diaper they just pointed and laughed.

 

“What a freak”

 

“Is little baby going to cry?”

 

“Does your Mommy know you’re here?”

 

The taunts kept coming as I tried my best to smooth my dress and cover my diaper. I attempted the flee back to the limo that had dropped me off, but I was surrounded by reporters before I could get close. Left and right I was being asked questions about my diapers, and all around me were the bright flashbulbs of photographers. Then all of a sudden my father was there, dressed for the premiere. He looked at me with disgust in his eyes and shook his head.

 

“I thought you were a grown woman, not a little diaper-wearing baby! How could you bring shame on the family like this?”

 

As he turned his back to me and started walking away, I reached out for him.

 

“Please, Daddy! Don’t leave me again, I need you!”

 

He didn’t even look back as he walked into the theater. As I stood surrounded by reporters sobbing for my Daddy, I felt myself shaken awake. 

 

“Julie, wake up, you’re having a nightmare. Wake up for me baby!”

 

The dream had shaken me, and I just looked up at Yuki with tears in my eyes.

 

“Shhh, shhh it’s ok, it was just a dream. Do you want to tell me about it?”

 

I gave her the rundown of the red carpet, being discovered, by my Dad. She looked very sympathetic and gave me another hug. She then checked to see if I had wet again, and it reminded me of my dream. I quickly got out of bed went to the bathroom and removed my diaper, sitting on the toilet for the first time in nearly five months.

 

It felt odd, the cold porcelain on my skin. I heard the trickle of urine hitting the water, and after a few minutes, I cleaned myself up and went back into the bedroom. Yuki was looking at me, concern evident in her features. I asked her if she had packed any panties for me. She shook her head, she like myself had anticipated me not needing panties again anytime soon. I grabbed the bikini bottoms that had been drying in the laundry and pulled them up.

 

“Baby, what’s going on? Are you ok?”

 

“I’m not a baby, I’m an adult and a Hollywood actress, it’s time I started acting like one!”

 

“Julie, are you sure this is what you want and not just a reaction to your dream and the photos?”

 

“Yes, I’m sure. I’m done with diapers forever, baby Julie is gone.”

 

Yuki looked at me, concern and sadness playing across her face. She didn’t say anything more and went to get dressed herself. We both knew our trip was over. With the photos out in the open, we knew we couldn’t stay any longer, we had to get home. We quickly packed up our things, with phone conversations with our mothers interspersed. Both expressed concern about how I was handling this and if I was ok. 

 

Arrangements were made for blacked-out transport to and from each of the three airports we would be arriving in. My Mother had sent the jet as soon as the news started hitting the airwaves, knowing I needed to get home quickly. We called the front desk and checked out, leaving our keys in the room as we slipped out the back exit to the waiting car. Safely shielded in the back of the car, our bags were loaded and we set off for the regional airport to fly us to Honolulu. 

 

As we stepped out of the SUV into the private hangar, I felt a need to pee. Out of habit, I started to release into my diaper, only remembering I wasn’t wearing one after a small spurt darkened by a bikini bottom hidden under my dress. I quickly made my way over to the restroom and did my business, mentally kicking myself for peeing myself like a baby. Once I rejoined Yuki the plane was ready to leave, and we were off to Honolulu. The rattling of the smaller airplane made me glad that I had gone potty beforehand. 

 

We were greeted by yet another blacked-out SUV and taken to our waiting jet. As we boarded, the pilot gave me a look of sympathy, obviously aware of the situation. He remained quiet as we boarded and closed the door as we made our way to our seats. Once we were safely in the air, with nobody around to hear us, Yuki turned her attention to me.

 

“Julie, are you ok? It looked like you had a bit of an accident back there in the first hangar. Are you sure it’s a good idea to just go without after five months in diapers?”

 

“I’m fine Yuki, don’t worry about me. I just realized that this was the wake-up call I needed to get my shit together and be a grown woman!”

 

“There’s nothing wrong with being Little Julie, I know it can be embarrassing, I know there’s shame around diapers. If it brings you joy and comfort, is that so wrong?”

 

“Yes, diapers are for babies and elderly people, and I am an eighteen-year-old woman with my whole life ahead of me! Time to leave my childish tendencies behind and be an adult!”

 

Yuki didn’t seem reassured by my words, and I didn’t blame her. Part of me knew that I was spouting nonsense, and didn’t fully believe in what I was saying. I was trying to convince myself while trying to convince her as well. I just hoped that if I repeated it to myself enough “I’m a big girl” I would start to believe it and act it. I felt the need to poo, and this time I remembered I wasn’t wearing a diaper and went to the lavatory. After I had finished my business and wiped, I made my way back into the cabin. As I sat there I somehow felt less clean than usual, and it made me squirm a bit. 

 

As the flight continued, Yuki tried to talk to me about how I was feeling a couple more times about my feelings toward being little and how I was acting, but I changed the subject and refused to talk about it. Near the end of the flight I had one more close call, but made it to the bathroom on time. We arrived late evening, and as we disembarked were greeted in the hangar by my Mother and Yuki’s Mom. My Mom didn’t say anything, she just came up and hugged me tightly, and I broke down in her arms.

[Little Dino]

 Chapter 35: A Princess’ Resurgence

 

On the ride home, I was informed that my publicist had put out an initial statement on my behalf. She had used vague rhetoric saying that we were “looking into” the photos that were “obviously doctored.” She said that it must have been a slow celebrity news day if they had to bother a newlywed couple on their honeymoon. We would put out a lengthier more detailed statement once she had consulted with me. 

 

I took this all in with numb indifference. I had been exposed, I would become the laughingstock of not just Hollywood, but the world. I could almost hear them mocking me.

 

“Aww, poor little rich girl lost her Dad. She is so spoiled she can’t even handle loss like a regular person. She just escapes into her castle and plays baby.”

 

It was late by the time we arrived home, and I was exhausted. We had a quick meal and then it was off to bed. I walked right past the nursery, shaking my head in disgust, why had I allowed myself to act that way? How could I have let it go so far as having my own nursery? I went into the bedroom I shared with Yuki and grabbed a pair of panties and a large shirt to sleep in. Yuki came in a short time later with a diaper in her hand, ready to change me for bed. I adamantly refused to put on the diaper, I was not a baby and I didn’t need it. She tried to show me it was a plain white medical diaper, but it didn’t make a difference to me. I lay down in bed and fell into a fitful sleep as Yuki got into bed next to me. 

 

That night, I once again had a dream about people mocking me for my diapers. This time I was back at the beach, playing in nothing but a diaper. I was happily playing in the sand when I suddenly noticed a large crowd of people gathered around me on the beach watching. I saw people pointing and laughing, I saw people attempting to be polite by laughing behind their hands, and I saw the flash of cameras as they took photos of the freak. I started to cry and then felt my diaper grow warm as a yellow tint rose on the front of the diaper. This started a fresh round of laughter. A little girl at the front of the crowd was pointing at my diaper, mocking me to her mother. 

 

“Look, she really is a baby! She just wet herself! What a weirdo, I can’t believe I looked up to her!”

 

I started crying even harder as I once again felt my diaper getting warm. Then all of a sudden Mommy was there! She looked at me, sitting there in a wet diaper and nothing else and her face contorted into a look of disgust.

 

“I can’t believe I fell in love with a baby. You disgust me, I want a divorce!” 

 

She threw her drink in my face and walked away. The water splash to the face woke me out of my dream. I immediately started wiping my face frantically, only to find it dry. I sighed in relief, it was only a dream. Except, not all of it was. I didn’t even have to look, I could feel the wetness of the sheets clinging to me. I knew I had wet the bed, in my hubris I had refused the diaper, convinced it wouldn’t happen if I willed it hard enough. I had been very wrong, and now my bed was very wet. I looked to the window and saw a faint glow, the sun was just coming over the horizon. 

 

I felt so jumbled, that I didn’t know what to do. I had to concede that I was a bedwetter and that diapers were probably a good idea. More than that, I found myself missing my diapers, missing Yuki looking after me. I tried to shake the idea out of my head as I looked at a new notification. Once again it was another story about my diapers, and an opinion piece this time. The writer stated that what I was doing was equivalent to pedophilia and morally reprehensible. The writer stated anyone who wants to act like a baby must have serious mental problems. 

 

Their ignorance made me sad until I started reading the bottom of the article. In the bottom half of the article, the writer went on to say that Yuki must be into kids if she approves of this. Since adult babies were pedophiles for acting like children, trying to influence and draw them in, then anyone who claimed to be in a relationship with one must be a child lover who is only in the relationship because their partner acts like a child and they won’t get in trouble if they do anything sexual. The piece finished with the conclusion that we should both be investigated by the FBI, locked up, and burned in hell with all the other child molesters. A lot of the comments at the bottom praised this take and agreed with it.

 

My sadness turned into rage. How dare they speak about Yuki that way, I will not stand for it! I could handle people saying mean things about me, it comes with being a Hollywood Celebrity, but I would not tolerate attacks on my wife. This woman was a saint, she had been patient with me as I grieved and then regressed, and she had embraced the little side of me. She loved all sides of me, and she saved my life by helping me get clean in the treatment center! I had to defend her before ignorance like this spread far and wide.

 

I quickly stripped out of my wet clothes, not caring that I still smelled like pee. I had decided on how I wanted to respond to the allegations, and I needed to get it out now before I lost my nerve. As I started writing out my statement on my laptop, I thought of Yuki. I thought about all of the wonderful moments we had shared as Mommy and baby. I finally realized that denying this aspect of myself was also denying a part of my relationship with Yuki. My actions in trying to pretend like all of it meant nothing, had hurt Yuki. She got as much out of taking care of me, as I did being her little girl. I had been selfish, and I was ashamed.

 

I finished typing up my statement, and after a quick check of spelling, sent it off to my publicist. Satisfied with what I had written, and with the decision that I had made, I hopped in the shower to clean up. As I exited the bathroom, towel around my body, I saw that Yuki had woken up and was examining her wet pajamas and the wet bed. She gave me a sad look, with a bit of I told you so mixed in for good measure. I just looked down and blushed, embarrassed that I had been so stubborn, and ended up peeing all over her. 

 

“I’m sorry Yuki. I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you, I’m sorry I was being so dramatic and overemotional. I see now that my actions hurt you, and I’m sorry for that. Can you forgive me?”

 

A soft smile touched her lips, as she walked over and kissed me quickly on the mouth. 

 

“There is nothing to forgive. You had a strong reaction to an intimate secret being revealed to the world. The only thing I ask is that you forgive yourself. You’re not weird, damaged, or perverted for wanting to wear diapers and sometimes regress to a younger age. I love little Julie just as much as I love Big Julie. All I want is for you to be happy, and embrace this part of yourself.”

 

I gave her a big hug, the towel acting as a barrier with her pee-soaked pajamas. I looked at her with love in my eyes. 

 

“Mommy, could you change me please?”

 

She smiled a warm motherly smile and led me by the hand to the nursery. I followed eagerly and hopped up on the table letting the towel drop to the floor. She quickly got me diapered, and just to make sure I didn’t forget what I was, the butt of the diaper spelled out Baby. I thanked her and went to get dressed. I still had to be big for a while more, I had to address the pictures and the rumors. As much as Yuki was hoping to baby me a little, she understood why it had to wait.

 

Once I was fully dressed, I went back over to my laptop and wasn’t surprised to see a response from my publicist already waiting for me. As I anticipated, she questioned if I was sure about this, did I really want to go public with this? She warned me that it would very likely be a career-ending move. She urged me to think it over a little more and reconsider. I replied that my mind was made up and that I wanted a press conference set up later that afternoon at the front gate of the estate. A few minutes later, she replied with confirmation that she would do as asked, and a podium would be arranged for me to speak to the media.

 

I wasn’t going to let other people dictate what wearing diapers meant, I wasn’t going to let anyone else tell me that regressing to a younger age was wrong. I was going to stand up in front of the national media and confirm that I wore diapers. I would explain why I wore diapers, how it started, what it did for me, and that I wouldn’t just stop because people didn’t understand. Diapers were part of my life now, and if no one wanted to hire me anymore because of it, so be it. I wasn’t going to let the narrative that associated Age Regression/Age Play/ ABDL with pedophilia take root any further.

 

The press conference was nerve-wracking, but I got through it. I explained how diapers made me feel, and why I wore them. I did the best I could to normalize the idea of an older girl, or a adult woman choosing or needing to wear diapers. I showed the world my diapers, letting them see that they were wet, and announcing unapologetically that I had done it on purpose. I had purposely worn a toddler dress that showed off my diaper, I wanted everyone to have a good look. 

 

I stated that if directors still wanted to work with me, they would have to accept that diapers were now my underwear. If they wanted me to shoot a scene that involved me in my underwear, I would be wearing a diaper. It would be part of my contract moving forward. I didn’t stay for questions, I thanked them for their time and walked back through the gate to the safety of the estate.

 

Chapter 36: A Princess’ Comeback

 

A few weeks after my press conference, Yuki’s Mom had flown home, and life was slowly getting back to normal. I was pleasantly surprised to see that not only had my conference been well received, but public opinion of me was rising back to previous levels. The jokes on late-night television had turned off my diapers, and back to matters of the day at large. Tabloids moved on to other celebrities and their panty flashes and drunken escapades that people ate up. It felt so good to be left alone in peace and quiet.

 

I just enjoyed my time with Yuki, as I waited to see what the final outcome would be. Would I be blacklisted from work in Hollywood, would I get tight cast in roles like a mental patient, or coma patient, or any other role where wearing a diaper wouldn’t be so out of place. I tried not to think about it too much when I was big Julie, and I didn’t think about it at all when I was little Julie. It was honestly easier to just stay little for long periods of time so I didn’t have to think about it. I said I didn’t care if I never worked again, but part of me did. I enjoyed being an actress and stepping into new roles. I enjoyed the public acclaim when my movie scored big and my performance was seen as particularly good. I hoped that I would still be able to do that.

 

Two months after the press conference where I revealed my diapers to the world, I finally got my answer on my Hollywood future. It was a quiet Wednesday afternoon, and I was playing in the sandbox as Yuki watched me with a book in hand. Then my phone rang, and Yuki picked it up. 

 

“This is the phone of Julie Alexander-Cox, Yuki speaking. How may I assist you?”

 

“Hello Yuki, I don’t think we’ve ever properly been introduced, my name is Romeo Chalmers and I’m Julie’s booking agent.”

 

“Good afternoon Mr Chalmers, did you need to speak to Julie? She’s a bit indisposed at the moment, should I have her call you back?”

 

“There’s no rush, she can call me back anytime she wants to hash out the details. Just let her know that Martin Scorsese wants her in the leading role for his next movie.”

 

“That is wonderful news, Mr. Chalmers, I will let her know and have her get back to you as soon as possible. Have a good afternoon.”

 

Hanging up the phone, she walked over to me.

 

“Baby, can you look at Mommy for a moment?” I complied, “I need to speak to big Julie for a few minutes, can you get her for me?”

 

A moment later, I looked up at Yuki my eyes once again focused and present.

 

“What’s up Yuki, everything alright?”

 

“Better than alright honey. That was Mr. Chalmers on the phone.”

 

“Really? Did he finally find me a role? Is it as some type of medically needy side character?”

 

“He didn’t give me details, but he did tell me that Martin Scorsese requested you specifically for the lead role in his next movie.”

 

I was shocked, not only was I getting a role, I was getting a lead in a Scorsese film. I got to my feet, jumping up and down with excitement. In my excitement, I had forgotten the pressure that had been building up in my gut. All of the jerking and up and down movements sped the process up, and I quickly filled my diaper as I jumped for joy. Feeling the new weight in my diaper, I stopped jumping and blushed. 

 

“Oops, I think I had an accident.”

 

Yuki smiled sympathetically and led me over to the outdoor changing station. Once I was in a nice clean diaper, I called Romeo back.

 

“Julie! Good to hear from you. So, as Yuki probably told you Martin Scorsese has personally requested you for the lead of his next project.”

 

“That’s amazing Romeo! Tell me a little bit about the movie.”

 

“Sure thing, so the summary of the character I was given was that your character was a tough female crime boss, feared by the underworld. She keeps everyone at arms length, lest they realize that this feared crime boss, likes to regress when she’s alone.”

 

“Wow, that sounds perfect for me. I can’t believe that they’re writing Age Regression into the script.”

 

“From what they told me, the original idea was a male crime boss who enjoyed cross-dressing as a woman. Then Scorsese saw your press conference and was moved by your bravery. He got with the writing team and producers, and after some hemming and hawing, the character was rewritten as a female crime boss who regresses to relieve stress.”

 

“Anything else?”

 

“Well you know how these things go, there will probably be a love interest who eventually discovers the boss’ secret, and accepts her. The feel-good ending that audiences love. If you accept, they’ll send the script over tomorrow for you to start going over.”

 

I knew that I was going to accept, this was better than the bit parts I had been expecting.

 

“Please tell them I would love to do the movie, and I look forward to working with them.”

 

“Will do, talk to you soon Julie, and congratulations on the start of your career resurgence!” 

 

I spent the rest of the day out of headspace, I was excited to tell my mother about my new role. When I told her she congratulated me, but something in the way she said it made me think she already knew. Did she use her connections and cache to get me this role? I decided I didn’t want to know, and I was just happy to be working again. Not to mention my comeback film being with Scorsese! 

 

The next day the script arrived as promised, and I started studying right away. Three months later when principal photography began, I had the character down pat. I had worked out her mannerisms the way she walked and even things that had influenced the person she was today. I truly felt like I knew the character inside and out. It was so wonderful to be able to play a character that embraced my diapered state and would allow me to shine even more light on the Caregiver Little communities. I was determined not to hide, and I dreamed of being able to influence the public enough that others didn’t have to hide either.

 

After three months of shooting, the filming was complete. The film was ready to be edited and then distributed. The final title they came up with for the movie was “Boss Babe.” Not my favorite title ever, but I could live with it. Two weeks later I was shone the final cut, and the trailers and the press junket officially began. It was a full-court press, hitting all of the late-night talk shows, hitting the morning shows, and even an appearance on Hot Ones. The Hot Ones interview ended up being slightly embarrassing as I don’t handle spice well, and I ended up messing my diaper during taping. The host Sean Evans seemed a bit shocked, but he was a professional and rolled with it. 

 

Finally two months after the press tour began, it was time for the premiere. Yuki and I got all dolled up for the red carpet, and I made sure to wear a dress that would make my diaper obvious. I wanted people to see me walk the red carpet in a diaper, if I could time it, I might even wet my diaper while being interviewed on the red carpet. Yuki had started to tone down her Goth aesthetic more and more, she had been continuing her studies of Psychology while I was filming and felt like she would appear more inviting to patients without the heavy makeup. Even in more traditional dress and makeup, she was stunning. We walked the red carpet together and watched the movie hand in hand.

 

The movie was well received, with better-than-expected reviews and opening weekend. My performance was praised, and the movie went on to be an Oscar contender. I won my first Oscar playing a diapered crime boss, what a crazy life I led. I no longer worried about diaper bulges when wearing certain clothing, everyone had seen my diaper on the big screen so why should I care anymore?

[Little Dino]

I just wanted to take a moment to thank everyone who has read my story. I truly hope you enjoyed it. I am in the process of writing more stories, but with the Holidays and writers block, I don't anticipate them being posted soon. 

 

 

Chapter 37: A Princess’ Happily Ever After

 

That movie was just the start for me, it proved to Hollywood Producers that I was still a reliable box-office attraction. I was being booked with more regularity than I had been before I had gone to rehab three years ago. I was suddenly Hollywood’s “IT” girl, and everyone wanted a piece of me. I was suddenly showing my diapered butt off on the cover of fashion magazines, on billboards. My audience of mostly teenage girls and young women ate it up, they saw me living my truth and admired me for it. 

 

ABDL diaper companies saw exponential growth in diaper, diaper accessories, and clothing sales. The sales got to the point where they just couldn’t keep up with demand, and this caught the eye of major companies like Procter and Gamble and Kimberly Clarke. Soon enough Teen Pampers and Teen Huggies diapers were hitting the market, and sold in major retailers everywhere. They each also started producing larger sizes for younger kids who were having trouble with potty training, or just not ready to grow up all the way yet. The different diaper types were extended to the Teen and Big Kid lines. They had a diaper for every need, one for sports and active movement, they had teen swim diapers.

 

Being the reason for this surge in diaper sales, naturally, I became the face of diaper wearers. Procter and Gamble and Kimberly Clarke were practically beating down the gates to the estate trying to get me as the face of their teen diaper lines. Ultimately I went with Pampers, they just had cuter designs. I was chosen to help launch their new Pampers “Princess” diapers. Extra absorbent materials, an all-pink diaper, they were the best diaper I had ever tried. Naturally, Pampers Princess instantly became a bestseller and a huge success for Proctor and Gamble. As part of the deal, I was supplied with 3 cases a month of Pampers Princess, for the next ten years. They became my everyday diaper, but I still switched it up here and there.

 

ABDL diaper companies became “Boutique” diaper producers. The demand was so great that they all were able to expand operations and product lines. They were still the most popular among diaper fetishists and hipster adult babies who didn’t want to wear the mainstream product that everyone else was wearing. They also expanded their apparel brands and became wildly popular producers of Adult Little Clothing. 

 

The ABDL community which traditionally skewed heavily male, started to balance out. Women began to see how “cute” wearing diapers could be, and how “cute” the baby clothes were. Men weren’t left out of the boom, but with my popularity being highest among young women, they became the dominant force in the market.

 

While I was busy parading my diapered butt around and selling Pampers, the other people in my life were content to remain in the background away from the public eye: 

 

Yuki continued her education in Psychology, eventually graduating with a PhD from the University of Southern California, becoming Dr. Ito just like her mother before her. She opened her own private practice catering to the Hollywood elite. As the wife of a Hollywood star, she had a unique perspective on their lives, and temptations that could lead them astray. She also produced academic papers further exploring the causes and benefits of Age Regression. She became known as Doctor Diaper.

 

She became a leading expert in the field. After a few of Hollywood’s “Wild Child” celebrities reformed their behaviors through age regression, it became a very popular therapeutic method. Her book on discovering Age Regression with me, and the joys of taking care of me, along with the therapeutic benefits it provided me, became a best seller. She ended up on her own press tours, promoting her book.

 

My Mother remained retired from acting and decided to try her hand at being behind the camera. She used her years of experience in front of the camera to become a well-respected director in her own right. She had the clout to pick what films she found interesting, and they tended to be period pieces. She had always loved acting in period pieces, and she found directing them to be no different. After numerous Oscars as a leading lady, she finally won one as a Director. She never remarried, and she had a few flings with older Hollywood Men, but never fell in love again. 

 

Outside of our busy lives Yuki and I still found time to be together. We made sure to always make time for each other, sometimes as spouses, and sometimes as Mommy and Baby. We didn’t want to lose our connection to our busy lives, it was important to us. I had now been in diapers full-time for three years, and I had no desire to change that. I loved the life I lived, and the people I got to live it with. I never imagined my future like this when I was sixteen, but then again I wasn’t sure I would have a future at sixteen.

 

Five years after Yuki and I married, we welcomed our first child together Avery Hiro Ito Alexander-Cox. We decided that I would carry our children to term, and with the support of both my Mother and Julie’s family, we welcomed him into the world on August 8th, 2029. He was a rambunctious child, always getting into everything within reach. He grew up aware that his Mommy wore diapers, but not of my regressed side. We kept the Mommy and Baby play completely separate from our relationship with Avery. We didn’t pressure him, but like many other toddlers around the world, he potty trained at age 3 ½. 

 

A year and a half later we announced that I was pregnant with our second child. Six months later on September 1st, 2033, little  Suzuka Maria Ito Alexander-Cox was born into the world. Alex was of course jealous of the attention his baby sister received and had a few accidents for attention, but he quickly adjusted when he realized that we still loved him and did our best to give him plenty of attention as well. 

 

Just as Avery did, Suzuka grew up knowing her Mommy wore and needed diapers but was not told about the regression aspect of Mommy wearing diapers. We had made it a point not to be an undue influence on our kids just because it was something we enjoyed. Like with Avery, we did not pressure Suzuka on potty training, but she was a competitive child and determined to do it younger than her brother. She succeeded in potty training at age three.

 

Yuki had discussed how many children we wanted years ago when we agreed we wanted to start a family together. We agreed on three children max. So it was that we announced our pregnancy again for the third and final time on May 1st, 2037. Six months later on November 11th, 2037 Sato Franklin Ito Alexander-Cox was born. 

 

Like her brother before her, Suzuka became extremely jealous of the attention little Sato received when he was brought home. She began to act more like a baby than a four-year-old, she asked to wear diapers all day not just for bedtime. We explained to her that we loved her just as much as her brothers, and that Sato just needed a bit more attention while we adjusted to having him in the home. Yuki took her out on little excursions, and even took her with her to visit her Obaa-chan in Japan. Suzuka however was stubborn, and adamant she wanted her diapers back. So we finally relented after we saw that even with lots of attention she was still determined. 

 

Suzuka never went back to panties after that, she decided diapers were better. Like her Mom before her, she became the face of Pampers diapers. She became the picture on the front of all of the big kid diapers produced by Pampers. Seeing older kids still in diapers has become more commonplace in the last decade. Parents who had been my age or a bit younger when I first showed my diapers to the world, had come to see this as normal and acceptable. Suzuka just helped further solidify that attitude, as she chose to follow in my footsteps and become an actress. She was on screens around the world from the time she was eight years old, and her diapers were not something she hid. She didn’t care who knew, she wore diapers, and her Mommy wore diapers so who cares? 

 

Ten years later by the time Suzuka was eighteen and ready to set off on her own, diapers had become a much common and accepted part of society. In the year 2055, thanks to a brave crusader named Katherine Thompson, a Senator from Ohio, a national law banning discrimination based on continence was passed. Workplaces now had to provide changing facilities for their diapered employees. Housing could no longer be rejected on the basis that the person buying enjoyed Age Regression. Kids could no longer be kept out of school if they weren’t potty trained by a certain age. Being little had become a widely known and accepted behavior.

 

It took twenty more years for full acceptance to really take hold. There were now tons of brick-and-mortar stores catering to littles and caregivers. There were whole shopping malls dedicated to Caregivers and Littles, so they could truly enjoy themselves without the worry of judgment from a person who may not approve of their lifestyle. It also just helped Age Regressors and Age Players feel like they truly were just out shopping with Mommy or Daddy. They were just like any biological baby, they got to ride in enlarged shopping carts, and the clothing stores were dedicated to little clothing. Toy stores saw a resurgence with the rise of Little Culture, and many littles are nostalgic for the times they were taken to the toy story as biological-aged children.

 

There were adult day cares, and along with traditional daycares, they began receiving federal funding. It became commonplace to see littles out and about, just as you would see toddlers. Changing stations were now present in all public buildings and retailers. Most big stores just removed the baby changing stations and replaced them with larger, more sturdy adult changing tables. It was a lesser expense than creating a whole different room for diaper changes, the table could be used by babies of any size.

 

Diapers eventually became so prominent that they became federally subsidized to ensure that diapers were affordable to all socioeconomic classes and backgrounds. ABDL diapers which used to cost forty to fifty dollars a pack, now cost ten dollars a pack. Caregiver/Little-focused cafes and restaurants started to keep free diapers stocked in their bathrooms for emergencies. Diapers were a common everyday sight now, it just seemed the decent thing to do.

 

As with all cultural changes, some people rejected the change. Some people just didn’t want to think about it and averted their eyes. If they didn’t acknowledge it, they didn’t have to express a possibly controversial opinion. As for the more conservatively minded people, who preached “traditional values,” they had no problem expressing their opinions. They saw Age Regression as wicked, and akin to Pedophilia. Hellfire was our only reward for our actions. 

 

They referred to the change as another step away from God’s path. It was not uncommon for these people to form their own little communities where they didn’t have to deal with the diaper-accepting public at large. They built their own stores, farms, and everything they needed to be self-sufficient. If you stepped into one of these communities, you might think you had gone back in time to 2016. They were largely seen as kooks by the general public, they became the butt of jokes and were largely ignored.

 

Epilogue

 

At the age of seventy-one, I can’t help but marvel at the domino effect that my press conference fifty-two years ago had made. At seventy-one, I am now retired from acting with no interest in directing. Yuki had retired as well, and we enjoyed a quiet life together on the Estate surrounded by our children and grandchildren. I still regress every once and a while, but as I’ve grown older and frailer, it’s become more difficult. It’s harder to get up on a changing table, it’s harder to lie on a changing mat. It’s harder for Yuki to take care of me, and to do the ups and downs of diaper changes, and her arthritic fingers make navigating diaper tapes harder. I don’t mind that I’m mostly big Julie these days, my family keeps me busy and content.

 

My Mother passed at age one hundred, and Yuki’s Mom passed just a year ahead of her at age ninety-nine. Avery became a respected Hollywood Producer, and Sato recognizing the growing popularity of Little Culture and diapers started his own diaper company. With the Alexander-Cox name attached to the company Omutsu brand diapers quickly took over the market. Both boys showed shrewd business sense and became independently wealthy themselves. They purchased the land surrounding my Estate and built their own estates and the properties were connected so we all could come and go as we liked. 

 

Avery and Sato both married beautiful Hollywood stars, Andrew’s wife Megan was a bombshell who was cast in roles needing sex appeal. Sato’s husband Jeremy was a renowned director who won several Oscars. Suzuka was the last to marry, enjoying her time as a single woman, but eventually, she settled down with Anthony the new CEO of Proctor and Gambel. They also built a connected estate, and with our money and influence, we owned almost the entirety of Hollywood Hills. Together my kids gave me ten grandchildren, four boys, and six girls. They were the light of my life, and Yuki’s too. 

 

As I come to the final page of this book, reflecting on my seventy-one years of life, I can’t help but feel gratitude for the life that I have lived. I had a few rough patches, but I found love, and I found acceptance. I have a wonderful family that surrounds me and brings me joy, I couldn’t ask for anything more. 

 

That dear reader, is the end of my story for now. I have several more years yet to live, but now seemed the appropriate time to put down my life story while I still had the motivation to do so. Whoever you are dear reader, I wish for you nothing but the best. I hope you find love, I hope you find a person or persons to spend your life with. I wish you happiness, that you will know just as much happiness as I have in my life. That dear readers, is what I wish for the entire world. If the whole world can find love and happiness I think, dear reader, that the world would be a wonderful place. Thank you for reading, and may your diaper stay comfy, may your playtime be endless, and your bottle stay full. 

 

THE END