Jessica had just graduated from college and returned to her parent’s home on what was supposed to be a temporary basis. She found a job near where they lived and was ready to move out. Yet, something was still gnawing at her. One time, at dinner, she half-jokingly suggested that it would be great to be her parent’s baby girl again. Jessica did sorta mean it. She had fantasized about it. She definitely liked the idea. So did her mother, though she didn’t tell her daughter right away. Instead, she kept up the conversation, playfully offering hypothetical fantasy scenarios to see what her daughter was thinking. Fairly certain that her daughter did actually want this, Jessica’s mother lightheartedly told Jessica that she would be back in diapers by the week’s end. And she was. Her whole room had also been redecorated into a nursery. From then on, Jessica would exclusively be treated like a baby by her parents. At least while at home. Because Jessica did not stop working, no she led a regular life outside of home. Her babyish behavior did lead to a loss of control which meant diapers always, not just at home.
After her morning feeding, straight from the breast, Jessica would have to put on her “big girl” plain white diaper and get dressed for work. Dressing herself was part of her routine to leave little space. That morning, from the corner of her eye, she looked in the mirror and saw this half-woman, half-baby in an oversized crib and surrounded by pastel colors.
“This is ridiculous.” she thought. Looking at herself a little longer, she also saw the seat of the diaper expanding. Somehow it both seemed more and less ridiculous. Obviously, a grown woman shouldn’t be reduced to this. Yet, this accident proved that perhaps she wasn’t a grown woman. Jessica blushed and hung her head in shame at being proven wrong by her own body. For once, she was actually questioning her decision now that it was clear that there was no going back.
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