Melissa and Michelle woke up bright and early Monday morning still not accustomed to their new bedtime routine of early nights and afternoon naps. The two women, both dressed in matching white Strawberry Shortcake nightgowns, stood up in their respective cribs. Their thick, disposable diapers sagged heavily between their legs, thoroughly soaked from a full night's sleep. It didn't take long before they both started wailing, their cries loud enough to wake the dead.
Michelle gripped the bars of her crib with frustration, shaking them violently in a futile attempt at escape. Meanwhile, Melissa tried to climb over the side of her crib, throwing one leg over the railing. She lost her balance on the way over and fell hard on her well-padded bottom. The impact caused her to cry even harder in distress.
From the video baby monitor, their mom Jen watched the entire early morning scene unfold. She shook her head in amusement at her two helpless girls.
Jen stood in the doorway of the nursery, surveying the scene before her. Two adult-sized cribs sat side-by-side, occupied by her adult daughters. Tears streamed down their faces as they whimpered and fussed, legs kicking in distress. Jen sighed, realizing she would need to lower the mattress in Melissa's crib before the overexcited "baby" tried climbing out again and hurt herself. Jen approached the cribs, cooing affectionately to soothe her distraught "babies."
"Good morning girls! Looks like I have two excited babies for their first day of daycare, don't I?" Jen reached under both women's nightgowns, inserting her finger into the elastic leg bands of their wet pampers. "Is that what all those tears are for you silly girls? Mommy will get you nice and dry in a jiffy!" She lowered the crib bars and lifted each woman onto matching changing tables, popping matching pacifiers into their mouths to calm them down.
Once the girls were calm, Jen removed their nightgowns leaving them in just their pampers. Melissa spit out her pacifier and pleaded with her mother. “ Please mom I don’t want to be a baby!” Jen smirked and told her daughter that it was too late and the regression could not be reversed even if she wanted it too. “ You just weren’t meant to be a big girl honey! Hush now baby it won’t be long before your regression is complete. But unfortunately for you your big girl thoughts will remain intact unlike Michelles. Michelle won’t remember anything but you my dear will be weak, docile and babbling but very aware what is going on. Melissa whined as her mother popped her binky back in as she unfastened both the women’s pampers and started wiping them down with cold baby wipes. Michelle babbled away as her mommy lifted her legs and wiped her bottom before removing the wet pamper. Melissas legs were lifted next and as Jen wiped her bottom found a nugget of poop stuck in her bum. “Pee yew! Always leaving mommy presents”! She cooed at Melissa as she removed her diaper and deposited it in the girls diaper pail.
Leaving both girls naked on their changing tables Jen pulled out a jar of hair removal cream from the shelve below. “ After a recommendation from your new daycare teacher Nikki after she helped change your poopy bottoms the other night, Mommy has decided you girls need to say bye byes to your big girl hair!" Jen announced. She liberally applied the cream all over their groins and bottoms as the girls reacted - Michelle with giggles at the strange sensation, and Melissa with cries of dismay at this latest indignity.
Soon it was time to wipe off the cream and assess her work. Jen smiled in satisfaction as she gazed at the two totally smooth, hairless vaginas of her daughters. "Much better!" she declared. Quick as can be, she lifted their bottoms, slid fresh, crinkly diapers underneath, coated their skin in thick Desitin rash cream, sprinkled them with baby powder, and tightly taped up the diapers.
Michelle and Melissa's tears soon dried as they sat in their high chairs, peacefully sucking bottles of warm formula . Jen tied their fine hair into matching pigtails and selected coordinating play dresses for the day. She felt a sense of calm as she packed their large, pink diaper bags, prominently labeled with each girl's name in bold white stitching. Though resistant at first, the girls would surely come to appreciate this permanent return to babyhood. Jen would make sure of it.
Once the former women had finished the last drops of formula from their bottles, their oversized bibs embroidered with cute teddy bears were untied and removed. Jen gently used a warm washcloth to wipe away the remnants of milk from their faces, removing all traces of their infantile meal. With their faces fresh and clean, Jen popped two large pacifiers decorated with colorful butterflies into each of their mouths. The women sucked on them instinctively as Jen removed the locked trays from their highchairs and unbuckled the safety harnesses that kept them strapped in.
"Time for byebyes!" Jen cooed in a sing-song voice, as if speaking to toddlers instead of grown women. She picked up the overflowing diaper bags resting by their chairs and hoisted Michelle up, settling her on her hip as though she were an actual baby. Michelle rested her head on Jen's shoulder and continued contentedly sucking on her pacifier. Jen then took Melissa by the hand, leading her slowly as she was getting more unsteady on her feet. The women were led outside and carefully buckled into the backseat of the car, in oversized rear-facing carseats. While Michelle babbled happily and shook the colorful toy keys attached to her seat, Melissa felt utterly ridiculous being strapped in so tightly, yet was helpless to resist. In a matter of moments Jen started the car, backed smoothly out of the driveway and drove off, transporting her infantilized daughters across town to Mrs. Whites daycare , where the women would spend their days being treated and cared for just like babies they now are.
Jen was feeling pleased with herself as she pulled into the driveway of the quaint suburban home, certain that she had made excellent time on her morning commute and would have no trouble clocking in to work on schedule today. As she parked behind the black Jeep she assumed belonged to Nikki, Jen took note of the colorful sign planted in the front lawn reading "Happy Bottoms! A daycare for bigger babies" and had to suppress an amused snort at the almost comical name. Within moments, the front door swung open and out came an energetic Mrs. White, followed closely behind by a smiling Nikki. After a quick but warm exchange of greetings between the three women, Mrs. White scooped Michelle into her capable arms, slinging the stuffed diaper bag over her shoulder in one fluid motion. Likewise, Nikki gently lifted the still-dozing Melissa into her embrace, cradling the woman against her hip before grabbing her own bag. Jen looked on silently, heart swelling with gratitude and relief as her two precious angels were whisked indoors by the two attentive caregivers, safe and sound for the day. With this daily childcare routine now smoothly completed, Jen could finally head off to work with peace of mind, knowing her girls were in the most loving and nurturing of hands.
Melissa and Michelle were placed in the brightly colored playroom by Mrs. White and Nikki while the adults planned out the girls' schedule for the exciting day ahead. Though it was early, the soft morning light filtered in through the large windows, illuminating the various toys scattered across the plush rainbow rug. Michelle immediately crawled over to play with the blocks and stuffed animals, giggling happily in her play dress. Melissa, on the other hand, sat quietly in the corner, not feeling up to playing just yet. She would have preferred more time to wake up before being expected to actively engage with her energetic sister. Before long, Mrs. White breezed into the playroom, her voice bright and cheerful. "Well good morning girls!" she sang. "We have a very busy day planned, so I expect you to be on your best behavior when we are out! Is that understood?" Both Michelle and the reluctant Melissa nodded in response. Mrs. White swiftly checked their diapers, finding both soaked through. With practiced ease, she changed the girls, getting them ready for the adventures planned for the day. Just then, Nikki entered, wheeling in a large pink Graco double stroller that would transport the girls from place to place. Their matching diaper bags and a stuffed beach cart filled with towels, toys, and other supplies hinted at a fun trip to the shore . It seemed like it would be an exciting day after all, even if that’s the last thing Melissa wanted.
The two women, Melissa and Michelle, were carefully placed into the double stroller by Nikki and buckled in tightly. Melissa squirmed uncomfortably as the restraints were fastened across her, confining her like an infant. Mrs. White then grasped the handle of the loaded beach cart containing towels, toys, and other supplies. Nikki began pushing the stroller with the women outside into the sunny day, the wheels bumping across the threshold. Melissa sucked anxiously on her pacifier, dreading being seen outside dressed like a helpless baby. The walk to the beach seemed interminable to Melissa as she grew increasingly distraught. By the time they finally arrived at the sandy shore, Melissa was a crying, pitiful mess. Michelle and Melissa received many long stares, comments, and laughter from amused onlookers as they were paraded vulnerably along in the stroller. Mrs. White scouted out a desirable spot on the crowded beach near the snack bar and restrooms. She efficiently set up their area, spreading out a large, soft baby blanket and surrounding it with an umbrella for shade and two beach chairs for herself and Nikki. She also unpacked an assortment of baby toys and scattered them on the blanket. Finally, she produced two matching pink and white gingham one-piece bathing suits, cut for infants with a ruffled skirt cinched at the waist. Nikki gently laid Melissa down and began removing her dress as Mrs. White did the same for Michelle, stripping the women of the last of their dignity.
Melissa's bloodcurdling screams pierced the air as Mrs. White effortlessly changed little Michelle into her swimsuit, the woman already happily playing in the sand. Frustrated, Nikki gave the kicking and screaming Melissa a firm pop on her bottom, the girl clad now only in a diaper as onlookers chuckled at her childish antics. Despite Melissa's dramatic protests, Nikki easily overpowered her, forcing the girl to stand so the crowd could fully see her infantile state. After a few more stern spanks, Nikki admonished, "Is the baby going to be good now and wear her bathing suit?" Nearby, a woman encouraged Melissa to be a good girl and cooperate. With great reluctance, Melissa finally allowed Nikki to tug the pink, ruffled swimsuit up her legs and over her bulky diaper. It barely covered the padding between her legs. Mrs. White lathered both girls from head to toe in thick, white sunblock. She sat them down on their bottoms in the sand to play, Melissa's face burning red with embarrassment beneath the lotion.
After some time had passed, the women's arms were placed into colorful floaties and they were gently guided down to the ocean's edge, where the incoming waves lapped at their legs and soaked them with the salty water. Nikki playfully splashed both Michelle and Melissa, drenching them until their hair and swimsuits were dripping wet. "Wawa!" babbled Michelle as she kicked her legs excitedly, while Melissa grinned and sent sprays of water back towards Nikki. Before long, Nikki brought the soaked women back up to the beach blanket and handed them bottles of formula to drink. As Nikki and Mrs. White chatted amiably, the young woman from earlier came over and struck up a conversation, curious about the two babies they were babysitting. She sat down next to the girls and tickled their bellies, eliciting joyful laughter from them both until Melissa farted loudly, her face turning red with embarrassment. The noxious smell hit the young woman strongly and she asked Melissa if she had made a poopy in her diaper. Melissa shook her head in denial like any baby would, but the woman knew better and took it upon herself to check, gently laying Melissa down before pulling back the bottom of her swimsuit and peeking inside her diaper. There she saw a large, mushy brown load. Uh oh, I think someone made a stinky!" she cooed teasingly. "When there's one, there's usually two," Nikki joked knowingly before checking Michelle's diaper as well, finding that both women had messily dirtied their pampers. With quick ease, their swimsuits were pulled off, leaving them in just their stinky diapers as the young woman kindly offered to help change them as a crowd of onlookers surrounded them.
