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Twin Switch: Kelly and Mark By Karen Singer Chapters 14 - 17 Chapter 14 "I knew it had to be soon," Janice replied early that morning when Mark went into her bedroom to explain that "his" period had just started. Mark had gone in early to tell her, only because his mother had specifically asked him to do it. "Have you told Kelly yet?" "Not yet. Want me to break the bad news?" "No," Janice said with a sigh as she forced herself out of bed. "I better do it myself." "Go quietly," Bill's muffled voice came from somewhere under the covers on the other side of their bed. Janice slapped at her husband's rump. "It's nearly time to get up anyway, dear." She ignored the grunt that came as a reply. Throwing a robe on, she headed for Kelly's room. She didn't bother knocking, she simply opened the door and walked in. Kelly was still in bed - where she expected to see her. At least there were no more pigtails in her hair. Yesterday had been - weird! She wasn't sure she ever wanted to see that again! As she walked in, she saw Kelly suddenly stir and half sit up in the bed. "Mom?" Kelly asked sleepily as she tried to come awake. "What's up? Did I oversleep again?" "No, dear. I just came in to let you know that your period started a little while ago. Remember what we talked about? Well, it's that time." Still trying to come awake, it took Kelly a moment to figure out what it was that her mother was talking about. But when it finally sunk in, she had a feeling that today wasn't going to be the piece of cake she hoped it would be. "Get washed and dressed dear," Janice told her. We'll be back as soon as you get out of the shower to help you this time and make sure you know what you're doing. Kelly said nothing. Make sure she knew what she was doing? She was a guy underneath. She didn't really have a period. But just because her dumb "brother" had to have one, then so did she. But how bad could it be? As far as she knew - according to the little talk she and her mother had been through over it, all she had to do was to stick one of those stupid pads in her panties a few times a day and that was it. Easy! As her mother and Mark left, she got up and headed for the shower. After wearing wet diapers all night, plus all day the day before, she kind of felt like a shower would be a really good idea. At least she was done with wearing and wetting diapers... at least until tonight. Unable to get into the bathroom since Kelly was in there, Mark followed his mother out toward the kitchen where he started helping her get everything ready for breakfast. It had been a very long time since he had done that. That was Kelly's job now. Of course, when he was Kelly, he had rarely ever done all that much to help his mother with anything. It was when he was pulling some milk for the cereal out of the refrigerator that he spotted something that gave him a funny little idea. It was kind of dumb, but since he considered it to be funny, he decided to share it with his mother anyway. He closed the refrigerator door and put the milk on the table before saying, "Mom, what if we had Kelly spread some strawberry jam on her pad before she puts it in her panties every day?" Janice looked at her son with somewhat of a horrified expression on her face. "Mark, you've got a definite mean streak in you! How can you suggest such a thing?" Mark shrugged. "Sorry. I just thought it was a funny idea." Janice smiled and walked over to the refrigerator where she pulled out the jar of strawberry jam. "Grab a teaspoon out of the drawer for me, will you?" Mark let out a little laugh that wasn't quite Mark, but it wasn't even close to his old "Kelly" giggle. "I have to what?" Kelly shrieked as her mother explained why she had just placed the strawberry jam in the bathroom. "You're lucky you don't have to put up with the cramps and the bloating too," Janice replied. "But if you like, I'm sure we can come up with a way to give you that as well." "But Mom, that's going to feel... yucky!" "Kelly, this probably won't be one tenth as yucky as the real thing is! Maybe we should let you wear one of your brother's used pads for a few hours so you can see how that feels." Kelly looked horrified. "No thanks!" "Oh come on," Mark teased from the doorway to his room as he looked on, "I think that's a great idea." "No thanks!" Kelly replied again in no uncertain terms. "Then grab that spoon and spread some jam," Janice told her. Yuck! With her mother and "brother" watching all too carefully, Kelly dipped the spoon into the jar of jam and pulled some out. Yuck! "You better get more than that," Janice suggested. "That's not going to be nearly enough." "More?" "More!" Double yuck! Kelly put the spoon back into the jar, and this time got a whole teaspoon full. Ugh! "A little better," her mother told her. "Spread it out and let's see if it's enough." "I have to cover all of it?" Kelly asked. Janice considered it. "Just lump it all down the center," she replied. Kelly did her best to get the red jam off of the spoon, which wasn't easy and wound up spreading the red stuff on more of the pad than she liked. The rest, she used the back of the spoon to spread out along the length of the pad, but she tried hard to not spread it very wide. Ugh! It didn't exactly look comfortable to wear. "Now just put that in your panties like I showed you," Janice told her. Carefully, because of the jam now covering everything, Kelly placed the pad just as her mother had made her practice several times now. Except this time, the pad was loaded with... yuck! "Now just pull them up, dear, and you're done. Don't forget to wash your hands before you leave the bathroom." Kelly could have cared less about the washing her hands part. The part that bothered her now was the part about pulling her panties up. Why did women have to have periods in the first place? Gingerly, she grabbed her panties and very slowly drew them up higher and higher. And then the first little bit of the jelly came into contact with her private parts that were again taped up between her legs... and she froze for a moment. Ugh! "All the way up dear. Otherwise you're going to have other problems." Kelly pulled the panties up firmly... as she heard Mark outright laughing at her. Ugh! "Shut up!" she told her brother. "Mom, do I have to? It feels... weird!" "Kelly, you have no idea how weird the real thing feels. Trust me, it's ten times worse!" "A hundred times!" Mark countered. Ugh! When they left for the park that day, Kelly's eyes were still bulging as she tried to get used to the messy pad that was stuck between her legs. And she was walking funny because of it. "Kelly, dear," Janice cautioned her, "ladies do their best to not let it show when they have their periods. Now walk properly dear. Just be mindful in case of any leaks." "Leaks?" Kelly asked in a horrified voice. "It's all part of having your period, dear." Janice replied with a hint of humor in her voice as she opened the door to head out to the car. "Leaks?" Kelly asked Mark with a horrified expression on her face. Mark only nodded as he tried to keep from laughing. "Better get used to it." "How?" All morning long, Kelly wanted desperately to ask someone if there was any sign that she was "leaking." One thing she knew for sure, the "jam" in her panties had spread from just the little area she had put it in on the pad. As far as she could tell, it felt like it was now all over the place down there. Yuck! Yuck! Yuck! Kelly was just heading to lunch with her girlfriends when she saw Mark heading towards her. She quickly excused herself for a few minutes and went to talk to him. "Here," Mark said as he pulled something from his pocket and held it out towards Kelly. "I grabbed some of these from the lunch area." Kelly looked to see what was in his hand - jelly packets. "Mark... you're kidding! I can't do that here!" "Kelly, I just changed my pad a little while ago, so now you have to too!" He pressed the jelly packets into her hand. "Just go to the girl's room and take care of it. But you need to do it now!" Ugh! "But why do I have to use one of those!" "Because you have to, that's why. Because I said so! Oh, and when we get home later, I want to check your pad to see how bad it gets." If it wasn't for that, Kelly would have just thrown the jelly packets away and not used them. Thinking about how much she hated her brother, she stuck the jelly in her purse and headed for the girls room. She really did want to wipe herself clean down there. And she was really, really afraid of how much of a mess was now inside her panties. To say her first pad of the day was a mess would be an understatement. Kelly kind of expected that. She had been able to feel all that jam spreading wider and wider all morning. Surprisingly though, none of it spread out beyond the boundaries of the pad. She felt very luck about that part. However, not only was the pad a mess, so was her skin wherever the messy pad had been in contact with her skin. Using lots of toilet paper, she did her best to scrub herself clean. She quickly noted that the red jam had stained her skin red as well. She hoped it wasn't permanent! Pulling another pad from her purse - along with one of the jelly packets - strawberry as well she noted - she opened the packet and squirted a little of it along the length of the new pad. Then she put the thing in place and pulled up her panties again. Yuck! Before going back out, she carefully checked her shorts for any sign of a leak. Fortunately, she didn't see anything. Yuck! As soon as the two twins got home that afternoon, Mark said to Kelly, "I want to check to see how your pad looks, but I need to get in there and change mine first." Knowing his period was getting worse than it had been earlier that morning, Mark hurried into their joined bathroom for a much needed change. As soon as he finished, he opened the door to his sister's room. "Kelly, let's check your pad now." A bit apprehensively, Kelly went into the bathroom and lowered her shorts and pulled her panties partway down. "You need to pee?" Mark asked. "Now's the time to do it. "You're changing your pad anyway." Kelly sat back on the toilet and let go. Relief! While Kelly was still peeing, Mark carefully pulled the jam stained pad from her panties. "Let's compare," he said as Kelly finished peeing. "Compare?" Mark set Kelly's stained pad on the counter as Kelly stood up from the toilet. Then he pulled the pad he had just changed out of from the bottom of the sink and set it next to Kelly's. "That's yours?" Kelly asked, somewhat surprised. "What do you think?" "Yuck! It's... even worse looking than mine! And it smells!" Mark nodded. "And my period only started today. It's going to get worse over the next few days." "Worse than that?" Mark nodded. "Yeah, much worse." "Yuck!" Mark picked up the pad he had recently removed and held it out toward Kelly. "Here, put this in your panties for a little while." Kelly stuck her hands behind her back. "No thanks," she said, taking a step backwards. Mark continued to hold it out toward her. "I said, put this in your panties. You can wear it till dinner time." Kelly only looked at her. "Have I told you lately how much I hate you?" Mark smiled. "Yeah. I know." For Kelly, the best part of having to wear diapers every night now was no messy sanitary pad in her panties. At least her pee soaked diapers were something she was well used to now and even found somewhat comfortable. But she didn't enjoy having to wear jam coated pads during the day at all... and she certainly didn't enjoy having to wear her brother's used pads every afternoon. Some of them got really, really gross! She didn't enjoy anything at all about having to have "her" period. For six whole days she didn't enjoy it one little bit! Six days of less fun! Six days of total yuck! Kelly wasn't at all happy to have to tell Melody that she wasn't going to be able to swim that week. To which Melody asked why she couldn't just wear a tampon? "Mom doesn't want me to," Kelly replied. "Bummer!" And the one date she had with Gary, while it was nice - especially when he kissed her again, she didn't enjoy the date half as much because she was worried about the "jam" in her panties! Ugh! Six stupid days! Six wasted days! Why did women have to have periods anyway? As Mark counted down the days of his... and his sister's... period, he grew more and more worried about things. He had to get Kelly doing something to more firmly grab Mom and Dad's attention. He had to! But the period thing kind of put a damper on what he had in mind. He and Kelly often met at the park, especially around lunchtime, but sometimes he found Melody waiting to spend a few free minutes with him too. He kind of liked that. "Your sister won't come swim because she's on her period," Melody complained one day. "But you don't have that problem. Want to swim?" "Uh... I better not," Mark replied. "Mom wants me to stick close to Kelly." "You just don't want to be alone with me!" "You're wrong about that!" Mark replied, surprised to find that he had meant it. "But at your house, your mother never lets us out of her sight anymore." "I hate it when she does that!" Melody replied. "Yeah, me too!" Day by day, Mark's worry continued to grow. Despite both of them having to worry over their periods, things were looking all too comfortable and normal at home. And Mark knew that was dangerous. So on the very day that Kelly was finally pad-free, he felt he had no choice but to raise the bar a little. All day long, he left Kelly alone to enjoy a day without the jelly smeared pads in her panties, but that night was one of those nights when he had a game, and Kelly didn't. He knew he had been taking a chance letting things go this long, but he simply couldn't wait any longer. As soon as they got home from the park, he grabbed his sister's attention as they got through the door. "Kelly!" "Yeah?" "I need you to do something important for me tonight." Suddenly wary, Kelly nervously asked, "What?" "I need you to ask Mom and Dad to let you go to the game to watch me play." Kelly was very surprised. "I didn't know we weren't going," she replied. Mark nodded. "Most likely Mom and Dad are both planning on being there, but I'd like you to request to go too... just to make sure." Kelly nodded. "Okay, that much I don't mind at all. Anything else?" Mark nodded. "Yeah, but I'll tell you about it later." Kelly's face clouded. "Is this going to be something awful again? And something you're going to demand I do because of those pictures?" Mark only stared at her. "I'll tell you about it later." "Urrgh!" Kelly fumed. How much longer is this dumb stuff going to go on?" Mark shook his head. "I don't know. Hopefully only a few more weeks. Hopefully. After that, I don't think it will matter anymore." "What won't matter?" Mark shook his head. "I can't tell you that." "You and your stupid master plan. I still don't believe for one second that it even exists!" With that she stomped off toward her room. As it turned out, Janice was planning on attending Mark's baseball game that night. Especially since Mark's team had managed to stay in the playoffs. Mark waited until after he had gotten dressed for his game... until just before it was time to leave. He hurried into the bathroom where he softly knocked on his sister's door. "Yeah?" Kelly called from inside as she was grabbing her purse after checking her makeup and hair. Since Mark was playing tonight, Gary would be there as well. Mark opened the door. "Hi sis." Kelly suddenly remembered that Mark was going to have something absolutely awful that she would absolutely "have" to do tonight. The fear in her started to turn her stomach. She wanted to ask what it was that Mark needed her to do now, but the words wouldn't leave her mouth. "Kelly," Mark began. "I know this is going to seem outrageous and you're going to really hate doing it, but trust me, it's important." "What is?" Kelly managed to ask. "Kelly, sometime before the game is over tonight, while you're sitting in the stands with Mom and Dad, I need you to wet your pants." "What?" A shocked and suddenly angry Kelly demanded. "Trust me, sis, it's really important!" "No it's not! There's no way in hell that wetting myself out in front of all those people can be important!" "Yes it is," Mark insisted quietly. "Trust me, it is." Kelly glared at him with nothing but anger and hate. "Why?" she finally demanded. "Kelly, just trust me, please. Just do it. It's important. If it helps, think of it as something else you have to do as a punishment for those pictures." That surprised Kelly. "You mean it isn't?" Mark had to consider that. "I guess, it really is. But it's more about something else now. Something much more important." "But you won't even give me a clue!" Mark shook his head. "I don't dare." "Nice that you don't even trust your own sister!" Kelly retorted. "Especially since I'm the one who's going to get laughed at!" "Sorry, Kelly. I do trust you. But not even you can know why I'm really doing all this." "You mean making me do it all!" Mark nodded. "Yeah. Exactly." "You better pray that in the end this does all make sense to me," Kelly threatened, "because otherwise, I'm going to get back at you so bad for all this you'll never see straight again!" Mark smiled. "Trust me, Kelly. In the end, it will all be just fine - if - we can keep things going just a little bit longer. And that's the part that has me worried." "Why?" Just looking at Kelly now was more than enough reason why. But... "Sorry, Kelly. Like I said, I can't tell you." The game wasn't even close. Mark's team was winning from the first inning. Mark managed to hit only four singles that game, but it didn't matter. The game was an easy win. But at the top of the ninth inning, as soon as he reached his position at shortstop on the field, Mark looked up at Kelly in the stands and stared at her for a few moments... until he saw her roll her head and then sink down somewhat in despair. He turned his attention back to the game. He knew his sister would do what she had to do. Whether she liked it or not. And somehow, his sister would get through it all just fine. One thing he had learned in all this about his twin, Kelly was resourceful in her own way. Kelly hated herself. She hated Mark even more just then, but that still didn't mean she couldn't hate herself too. She had planned on waiting until after the second out was made to prolong being "normal" for a little while longer. But the first out came fast, and the second batter hit a fly ball straight to her brother! As fast as this game was going, she no longer had much time. So as everyone was still on their feet cheering for the play that Mark had just made, she wet her shorts. Eeeewwww! But now was she supposed to make some kind of an announcement about it or something? Mark hadn't gone into that much detail. "Aaahhh!" she cried as if in alarm. But with all the cheering still going on, nobody even noticed. Dumb! It was time to dig into her acting skills a little more. She thought she had been getting pretty good at that lately... considering. Maybe in the future, when she was Mark again, she'd think of acting as a career. Nice thought, but now there wasn't time. Pretending to be totally horrified by what had just happened - which happened to be totally true, she turned toward her mother sitting next to her. "Ahhhh... Ahhh..." she softly screamed as if she was in distress. Janice noticed that something seemed to be wrong with Kelly. "Kelly, what is it?" But all Kelly had to do was to look down toward her crotch for her mother to see what the problem was. Janice's mouth hung wide open. "Oh dear," she said as she quickly pulled Kelly back down onto her seat. "What happened?" "What do you think happened?" Kelly replied somewhat angrily. "I just wet myself!" "No use getting angry at me," Janice said, quickly trying to console her daughter. "Sorry Mom. I didn't mean to sound like I'm angry at you. I'm angry at me!" "I know dear," Janice replied giving her daughter a quick hug. She looked around. "If we leave right now, everybody will be only looking at the game. Maybe they won't notice anything." Kelly really liked that idea! "Can we hurry?" she asked. Janice turned to her husband. "Bill, Kelly's got a little problem. We'll meet you at the car." "You're leaving now?" Bill asked. "There's only one out left!" "We're leaving right now!" Janice replied in such a way that left her husband with no doubt that there was something wrong. "What's the problem? You need me to help?" Janice quickly kissed her husband as she stood up. "No dear. We'll meet you at the car." "Out of the corner of his eye, Mark just noticed his mother and Kelly climbing down through the stands. And he also noticed the dark patch that covered a major portion of his sister's shorts. "Way to go Kelly!" he said softly as he turned his attention to the next batter. "Way to go Kelly!" "Where's Mom and Kelly?" Mark asked as soon as he was able to leave the field. "Evidently your sister had some kind of problem," Bill replied as they headed away from the field. "They said they'll meet us at the car. "What kind of problem?" "I have no earthly idea," Bill grunted. "But you know women!" Mark, in reality being a girl, chose not to reply to that. "She did what?" Bill asked incredulously after Janice had told her what happened. He looked into the back seat where Kelly was huddled miserably. "What happened?" he asked his daughter. "Daddy," Kelly said, "can we please just go home?" Bill shook his head. "Yeah. Sure." Mark got into the back seat and put his hand on Kelly's leg. "Way to go!" he mouthed silently. "I hate you!" Kelly mouthed back. That night, after his mother had been in to wish both of them a good night, Mark again left his bed and went through the bathroom... and knocked softly on Kelly's door. Kelly had heard him going into the bathroom. But when he knocked on her door, she said nothing. She heard the soft knock again, and still she said nothing. And then she saw the door open. "Kelly?" "Go away!" she hissed. "I hate you!" Mark walked all the way in and sat on the edge of Kelly's bed. She was still mad over having to wet her pants at the game. "You were great tonight," he told her. "Then next time, you do it!" Kelly hissed back. Mark smiled. "Don't worry, there won't be a next time. Now that we've set things up, we have to move onto something else. Something even more important. "I don't see what was so important about wetting myself in front of all those people in the first place!" "Trust me, Kelly, it was." "Well you didn't have to walk all the way back to the car where everybody in the world could see that you wet your pants like an infant. Do you know how humiliating that was?" Mark smiled. "I'm sure. But you did great!" "Urrggh!" Kelly growled angrily at him. "Kelly, we have to keep going with this now. We're too close to it all being over with." "Not close enough for me!" "Yeah, I know, but trust me, we're getting there." Kelly only glared angrily at her brother. "Kelly, tomorrow..." He stopped as he saw Kelly do a major eye roll. Then he continued. "Tomorrow, after we get back from the park. You're going to have to go back to wearing a diaper again, and you're going to have to wet it, just like that day when you played with the dolls. And you have to keep it exposed all the time so Mom and Dad can see it." Kelly's eyes bulged. "Again? Damn it!" "Kelly, don't swear like that!" "Tough shit!" Kelly exclaimed. "You're not the one acting like a two year old!" "I know. But Kelly, you're going to have to keep doing that from now on." "Say what?" Kelly never wanted to hit her brother more than she did just then. "You have to!" Mark insisted. "It's important!" "It's important! It's important!" Kelly mimicked sarcastically. "It's always important! But I don't think so!" Mark knew he had no choice, he had to play stern. "Kelly! It doesn't matter what you think or what you like, because you will do this... or I will leave that flash drive where Dad will accidentally discover it." Kelly was shocked. "You're still threatening me with that?" Mark nodded. "If it's necessary sis, I will do it! Right now I'm to the point where I'm willing to do absolutely anything if it lets me take care of what needs to be done." Kelly glared at him, and realized that he was totally serious. He really would show those pictures to their father. And she knew she was screwed. Totally and completely screwed. She was going to have to pretend to be an idiot two-year-old for the foreseeable future. "And how much longer am I supposed to have to do this?" she finally asked. Mark hated telling her this, but he knew she deserved an answer. "Kelly, I'd really, really like three more weeks. But if you can please give me at least two, then I think we'll be all right. But after three weeks, then I think everything will finally work out perfectly." "And of course you're still not going to clue me in on any of that." "Sorry, sis." "God I hate you!" "That's fine sis. Hate me all you like. But I still hope that someday, you won't." "Right now, that's not looking too good!" "Yeah, sis. I know." Kelly wasn't happy at all about having to go back to wearing a diaper as soon as she got back from the park. What if Gary suddenly showed up at the house for some unforeseeable reason? Like maybe to see her? And her stupid brother was forcing her to do this every day? And Mom and Dad had to see her doing it? She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs! Someday! Someday! Someday she was going to get back at her stupid brother for this! Someday! And she was going to find a way to get back at him but good! The big jerk! When Janice got home that night, she headed straight down the hallway like she usually did to check on her kids - who were almost always in their rooms. Today she knew for sure that Mark was in his because she could hear his guitar resounding loudly through the house. She stopped in his doorway and had to wait till his "music" ended to even let him know she was there. "Hi Mark," she said as her ringing ears could finally hear again. "Hey Mom," Mark replied, after taking a second guitar pick out of his mouth. "Have a good day today?" "Pretty good," Janice replied. "You?" Mark nodded. "Yeah, it was alright." "No more guitar!" Janice told him. "The lights are going to start falling out of the ceiling!" Mark laughed. "No problem," he replied as he removed the strap from his shoulder. Janice shook her head and headed back toward Kelly's open door. She peeked in and saw Kelly in front of her computer. The words she was typing were all in pink. Girls! Well, she supposed she would be the same... maybe. And then she noticed something else. Kelly was wearing a diaper again... during the day! With nothing over it to even try to cover it up! "Kelly! What are you doing?" "Oh hi, Mom," Kelly replied. I'm replying to one of my friends on Facebook. "No, I mean, what's up with the diaper?" Kelly shrugged. "I just felt like it." Open mouthed and not knowing what else to say, Janice started to turn away. Was this some kind of a reaction to her wetting her shorts last night at the game? "Mom... I'll be in to help you with dinner as soon as I finish here. Okay?" "Yeah, sure," Janice replied in somewhat of a daze. She just felt like it? A little while later she was very disturbed to see Kelly come into the kitchen, still wearing the exposed diaper. And it was wet! "Kelly, please go take that thing off! And it's wet, dear." Kelly looked down at her diaper. "I know." "So go take it off." "No problem, it can go two or three more wettings... easily." "No Kelly, that's not the point. You're not supposed to go around wearing diapers like that." Kelly just shrugged. "I like it." "But dear, it's embarrassing." "I'm fine, Mom," Kelly replied like it was of no consequence at all. "Really!" But the reality of it was that inside she was seething with embarrassment. "Want me to fix the mashed potatoes?" Janice couldn't understand it. Why would Kelly like wearing diapers now? And why would she go out of her way to expose herself in the thing like she was? It made no sense at all. Bill was just as shocked as his wife to see Kelly wearing the exposed diaper. He looked questioningly to his wife... who only just shrugged with an equally mystified look on her face. As soon as dinner was over he announced, "Kelly, I want you out in the backyard for some practice right away. You've got another big game tomorrow." His real reason for that though was to get Kelly out of that stupid diaper! Janice was relieved when her husband declared that he wanted to work out in the backyard with Kelly after dinner. She was mostly relieved because when Kelly went out to practice, she was wearing shorts... although Janice noticed as she went out the door - that she was still wearing the diaper underneath. Why? But the next night when Janice came home from work, and again found Kelly in her room - in a diaper, she began to suspect something else. Something she should have suspected before. Mark! Mark had to be behind it. Going fully into Kelly's room she asked her point blank. "Kelly, is Mark making you wear that diaper?" Kelly was taken totally by surprise by the way her mother had put the question. "No Mom, I'm just having fun, that's all." But Janice could see in her eyes that she was lying. She just knew it! Trying to control her anger, she said, "Are you going to be getting ready for your game soon?" Kelly looked at the clock. "Oh... yeah. I didn't notice what time it was." Janice nodded. "And are you going to be wearing that thing under your uniform?" Kelly rolled her eyes, "No Mom. Don't worry. Only here in the house." She had been very glad when Mark had told her that. Only when she was at home. Not anywhere else. She would have died otherwise! Janice nodded, feeling a little more relieved. "Don't bother helping me with dinner, dear. Just please get changed." "Sure Mom," Kelly replied. Mark might not like that she was getting out of her diaper a bit sooner today, but tough! Janice headed straight for Mark's room again. Kelly had said that Mark had nothing to do with it, but she had seen it in her eyes that he did. "Mark!" she said as she stopped in the doorway. "Yeah Mom?" "What's going on with your sister and the diapers?" "I don't know?" he replied. "She likes them, I guess." But Janice could tell there was more to this than the words coming out of his mouth. She decided to go about asking from another direction. "Am I going to have to start buying her more diapers?" That question surprised Mark. And the fact that she was asking it that way told him that she wasn't buying the answers she had already gotten. "I don't know," he replied a bit more uncertainly. Janice nodded. But she wasn't satisfied. She turned to leave. "Mom!" Janice turned back again. Mark knew that his mother knew he was really behind it all. He still didn't understand why he hadn't gotten in trouble over it weeks ago. So he braved this one thing. "If you get her more diapers, you might want to get a lot." Janice's face turned to pure menace. "You can expect your father to have a talk with you tonight!" Then she walked out. Mark had no doubt his father would have another "talk" with him. He just didn't know why it hadn't happened sooner. But as much as he wasn't looking forward to it, he still considered that to be just fine. Just as long as his mother and father were more focused on Kelly and her problem... or even on him and what he was doing with Kelly, than on other things that he was even more worried about. Bill didn't talk with Mark until after Kelly's game - which they won. He waited until they were home, and he waited until shortly before bedtime. Then he went to Mark's room. "What the hell is going on with you and your sister?" he asked angrily. Mark shook his head. "I can't tell you that, Dad. I'm sorry, but I still can't tell you that." "Is this still about that thing you were trying to convince me was the responsible thing for you to do?" "Yeah. Believe it or not, it really is." "Mark, all I see is that you don't have a clue as to what the word responsible really means! All I see is you being completely mean and degrading to that beautiful girl in there!" "I know Dad. I know it's mean. But trust me, very soon you'll see just how responsible what I'm doing really is. Just trust me." "How can I? All your mother and I see is you torturing your sister! And it's not right, and we certainly don't like it." "Just trust me, Dad. Please. Just a little while longer, and then you'll see. I promise. You'll understand everything then." Bill was more than a bit surprised by how sure Mark seemed of himself. "Just a little longer?" he asked. "How much longer?" "A few weeks, Dad. Please. Just give me a few more weeks, then I promise you, it will all be over and you'll see everything." Bill shook his head. "I don't understand why you can't tell me. I'm your father. I've done everything I can to try to help you... and to understand you." Mark nodded. "I know, Dad. You have no idea how much I know and appreciate that. No idea at all. And that's part of the reason why I'm doing all this in the first place. Because I do appreciate that so much." Again Bill was surprised by Mark's answer. "Well right now... I'm not seeing it!" "I know Dad," Mark replied sadly. "I know. But pretty soon... just a few more weeks please. And then you will see it. I promise!" Bill shook his head. "I don't know that I can give that to you. Right now, both your mother and I are doing nothing but trying to find some way to punish you like you've never imagined. The only thing stopping us is that we haven't figured out how yet." Mark took a deep breath. "It's okay Dad. I accept that. Fully! And I know I deserve it. So whatever you like, I'll accept it. Gladly! But for this... I still need a few more weeks, and I'm going to do everything I can to see it through. And then... then... I hope you'll fully understand." "If you would just tell me, I might understand now!" Mark shook his head. "I dare not," he replied. "Not yet. Not yet." "You will get punished, young man!" Bill said. Then he turned to leave. "Dad?" "Yeah?" "I know I deserve the punishment. And I'll take it gladly... whatever it is." Bill looked at Mark for a moment, then shook his head and walked out. Why was Mark so sure of himself? Why? And why was he so sure of himself that he would take any punishment at all? What was so crucial to what he was trying to do? And what was it that he was trying to do? One thing he was sure of, this was about more than just whatever "arrangement" that Kelly and he had worked out as a punishment for those pictures. Once again, Bill and his wife had another long discussion before going to bed. As soon as his father left, Mark started trying to brace himself for whatever punishment his father might come up with. But no matter what, there were other things that were much more important. And now, after this talk with his father, he was worried that he might not be able to make the few more weeks that he needed. But he prayed with all his soul that everything would work out okay in the end. He was relieved when his father never mentioned the punishment the next day. And when he went in that night just before bed to see his sister, he was surprised to see two brand new packages of disposable diapers stacked against the wall of Kelly's bedroom - right next to the one that had only been opened a few days before. Kelly sat up in her bed as Mark came through the bathroom door. But she said nothing. She did see him stop for a moment and look at all the diapers her mother had brought home earlier. "Are you going to give me more reason to hate you?" she asked. Mark sat on the side of her bed. "Yeah. Afraid so." Kelly rolled her eyes. "You saw what Mom brought me." Mark smiled. "Yeah, I did. I didn't expect that." Again Kelly rolled her eyes. "I know Dad talked with you last night," she said, trying to delay hearing whatever it was that he came in to torture her with now. "What did he say?" "He and Mom both know that I'm the reason you're wearing the diapers during the day now. And I'm going to get punished bad for it." Kelly was surprised. "Good!" she declared. "I hope they do something really bad to you!" Mark nodded. "Yeah. And I know I deserve it. But that's fine. I'll take whatever they decide to do to me. But it won't matter because we still have to do this." "You mean I still have to wear the diapers during the day? Even though they know you're making me?" Mark nodded. "Ugh!" Kelly grunted. "When is it ever going to end?" "Soon sis. Soon. Just a few more weeks. Please!" Kelly looked at him with pure hatred in her eyes. "And of course, if I don't, then Dad will find all those pictures." Mark only nodded again. It was a moment before Kelly dared to ask. "So what's so important that I have to do now? I don't have to start wearing the damn diapers everywhere else now, do I?" "Not unless you want to." "No way!" Mark actually smiled. "No, just like I told you, only whenever you're home and that's it." Kelly was a little more mollified. "So what now?" "Tomorrow, when we're at the park, I want you to go back to the store and buy a pacifier." "A what?" "Kelly, from now on, I need you to gradually start acting more and more like a child whenever you're here at home." "You mean act like a baby!" Mark nodded. "Yeah. Exactly." "You're just sick, you know that? You're just sick!" Chapter 15 Just a few more weeks! Mark figured that three would be enough, but he was still fairly confident that two would be okay as well. But he didn't get it. He didn't get it, not because of his father, and not because of his mother, and not because of Kelly. He didn't get it because of baseball. Kelly reluctantly got her pacifier, and immediately started putting her hair up in pigtails every day as soon as they got home from the park. And now, sucking on the pacifier as Mark "required" her to do whenever she wasn't eating - or outside practicing softball, she started to feel even more juvenile... let alone act more childish as Mark was making her do. The dolls were certainly getting more attention than they had ever gotten before. Janice got mad the first time she saw Kelly with the pacifier in her mouth. She wanted to hit Mark... not Kelly. But as per what she had agreed to with her husband - unwillingly, she didn't say anything at all. Kelly's softball team won their next game... and the team suddenly found themselves in the semi-finals with only two more games left in the entire season. And a day later, Mark's team was in exactly the same position. But it was during that baseball game that something happened to start ruining Mark's big plan. As always, Bill was in the stands rooting for Mark... and the rest of the team as well of course. As wsa usually the case, Janice and Kelly were sitting on one side of him. And as often happened, Gary's father was sitting on Bill's other side. It happened in the ninth inning. Mark was on the field at shortstop as usual, when the batter hit a hard ground ball that Mark had to make a fast diving catch for. He just barely got it. He turned around as he got to his feet, and with all his strength, hurled the ball as fast as he could to the first baseman to tag the runner out. The ball just got there in time and a cheer went up from the crowd. "Man, Bill, your son has gotten pretty good this season," Gary's father mentioned. "He certainly has," Bill replied proudly. "I'll say another thing for him too," Gary's father continued, "he sure has filled out this summer as well. He's looking pretty darn good." "He has?" Bill asked. "I guess I hadn't really noticed. He has been lifting weights a lot though." "Well, isn't that the way it always is? You never notice the changes in your own family as much as someone from outside the family can. You're too close to them to see all the little changes because you see them every day." "I guess you're right," Bill replied. But now that it had been mentioned, he looked a bit closer at his son... and he looked at him in an entirely different way. That night, Bill and his wife had another "little" discussion. And Janice finally got around to telling him about the hormones the kids had been on since six weeks before school ended. "You did what?" Bill gasped, totally horrified by what his wife had just told him. "They were just so the kids could get a better sense of what the other sex really feels like," Janice explained. "Besides, in the few months they've been taking them, there should be very little changes in their bodies at all!" "Very little changes? Have you really looked at Mark lately? He's filled out much more than just a little!" "Well don't you think that allowing Mark to work out with those weights every day - two times a day - wouldn't make an even bigger difference?" "But since Mark is really Kelly, his body shouldn't have developed that much! That's why I let him have the weights. Besides, how was I to know he would become so fanatical about them? I really figured that after a week or so, he'd tire of them and never touch them again." "But he didn't! Bill, remember who Mark really is. And remember that Kelly... the real Kelly... always wanted to be a boy. Mark to be specific!" Bill shook his head. "Janice, the time to change those two back is coming up soon. And now it's going to be harder than ever!" Janice nodded. "I've already picked out a wig for the real Kelly to wear. But if her body is as developed as you say it is, we're going to have to find her some clothes that will hide that. Do you think those muscles she's been developing will disappear?" "With time," Bill admitted. "But there's no telling how long that will take. Have you noticed anything too different about Kelly... I mean, the real Mark?" Janice shook her head. "Other than this obsession with acting like a baby all the time... and we both know who's driving that... no, not really." She smiled. "I did see a while back that she was starting to develop some tiny little breasts. But they were so small they could barely be seen. And both the real Kelly and I are so small in that area that there's no way Mark could ever develop much to begin with." "Thank God!" Bill replied. "At least it's only going to be one of them we'll have trouble with. But we've got to stop those pills right away!" "And you've got to make sure Mark doesn't use those stupid weights anymore!" It was the lack of the "vitamin" pills the next morning that first clued Mark in. The second clue happened when his father declared his weights off limits to him from now on... and the two of them carried them down to the basement together before Bill left for work. Mark was totally panicked by the time he and Kelly left for the park. He had to do something, and he had to do it fast! All day long he was completely distracted by the worry in his head. And the only thing he figured he could do about it... required that he have another talk with Kelly. And this talk wasn't going to be like any talk they had ever had so far. He waited again until after his mother had been in to say goodnight. But he didn't wait long after that. He again made the trip through their bathroom and this time, didn't bother to knock, he simply opened the door to Kelly's room and went in. Kelly saw the bathroom door opening and scrambled to grab the stupid pacifier from the nightstand where she had removed it for the night and quickly stuck it back in her mouth - only because Mark "required" her to suck on it all the time. But she wasn't going to sleep with it - no matter what he said! Mark smiled. "It's okay Kelly. Take it out. We've got to talk." Hesitantly but gratefully, Kelly removed the offending babyish item and set it on her nightstand again. "Now what?" she asked, "more bad news?" Mark wasn't sure how to answer that. "I'm not sure," he replied. He went over and sat on the edge of her bed again. "I guess you noticed that there were no pills for us this morning." Kelly nodded, but said nothing else. "And you saw that Dad took my weights away from me too." "Is that his way of punishing you?" Kelly asked. "Because if it is, it's not nearly enough!" Mark shook his head. "No, you know better than that. And you know why they did it." Kelly stared at him then finally nodded. "Yeah," she replied softly. "They're going to be changing us back soon." "Yeah," Mark replied. "I thought we would have at least another month. I was hoping for it. But now I'm not sure we're going to get it." "Yeah," Kelly replied, finding that she wasn't happy that it would all be ending too. "So what about this grand plan that you had? Are you still going to fix things so that everything will be alright for me? You promised!" Mark could only look at her. He couldn't promise that at all now. But he couldn't tell her that. "Kelly," he said instead. "Have you ever wondered why I want to be a boy so much?" "You would never tell me!" Kelly replied. Mark looked at his sister. "Remember when we were young, and I always played with your stuff instead of mine?? ?Yeah.? ?Well, from as far back as I can remember, I didn?t really like being a girl. I never liked any of the girly things that Mom always tried to make me do. Never! Your things were always so much more interesting than any of mine. I?ve always been jealous of all the toys you had and all the things you got to do that I couldn?t. And Mom kept trying to push dresses and other girly things at me? and I hated all of it. I wanted what you had! And so I started hating being a girl. And since then, I?ve only found more and more reasons not to like it.? ?Mark,? Kelly replied, somewhat horrified, ?what?s not to like? Being a girl is great! I?ve seen that up close these last few months! It?s not just great, but it?s fun!? Mark shook his head. ?Not for me. It never was. It was never fun for me.? ?Only because you wouldn?t let yourself feel it. That very first day when they switched us around, Mom asked me to do everything I could to let myself embrace being feminine. She promised that if I could do that, then I would really love everything about it. And I did try, Mark. I did! And you know what? She was right! Mom was totally right! All you have to do is to try. All you have to do is to let yourself enjoy it. And you will. I promise? just like Mom promised me? you?ll love it!? Mark sadly shook his head. ?It doesn?t work that way for me. You forget what I really am? what I?ve been all my life ? a real girl! And I have tried to be girly. And every single time I?ve ever tried it, I?ve hated everything about it. But there?s a lot more to it than that I?m afraid. Kelly? more than anything in the world, I want to start high school next year as a boy. I want to graduate high school as a boy. I want to go to college and when I graduate, I want to get a job somewhere where somebody is going to shake my hand and respect me as a man. A real man! Women don?t get that kind of respect, Kelly. Never! As much progress as women have made over the years, all too often they get treated like second class citizens. ? ?That?s not true, Mark!? ?Yes it is! Women don?t get paid as much as men do? and when they come home every night after a hard day at work, they?re expected to cook dinner and clean the house and take care of the kids ? while the man gets to sit on his fat backside and watch TV. It?s not fair! It?s totally not fair!? Kelly was completely taken aback. ?I think you?re exaggerating,? she finally said. Mark nodded. ?Maybe some. But all too often, that?s the way things are. You don?t know how lucky you are to be born a boy.? It was a long time before Kelly could respond to Mark?s little tirade, because all he could see was how totally wrong his twin was. ?That?s what I used to think,? he finally said softly. ?What?? Mark asked, not knowing what it was that Kelly was referring to since the silence between them had gone on for so long. ?Lucky to be a boy,? Kelly replied. ?That?s? what I used to think. But now? now? I?m not so sure.? For the last few months, Mark had watched his twin carefully. Far more carefully than their parents had. And because his twin was pretending to be his real self, he saw things that nobody else would ever notice. He didn?t say anything in reply. He remained totally silent. And he held his breath? waiting for Kelly to continue. ?Mark,? Kelly said. ?When we first started this, I was scared. Huh! I guess I still am! But not like I was before. And what I couldn?t understand about any of it at all? was why I kept finding myself liking so many things that I wasn?t supposed to be liking ? because I was really a boy. Boys aren?t supposed to like feeling pretty.? He paused and took a deep breath. ?But? and this is kind of hard to admit. But? I do like it. And I?m not supposed to! But it?s more than just that. I mean, all my friends? I guess all our friends? because they were your friends first. There?s this? closeness whenever we?re together. And Mark, we laugh ? all the time! I never laughed that much with the guys. And when I did, it was always over something that should never have been considered funny in the first place. Mark smiled. ?I know what you mean.? ?See! But being with all the girls is just? nice. Really nice. And I know it?s impossible, and I know I shouldn?t, but... for some reason, I just feel like I belong with those girls? more than I ever thought I belonged with the guys. I feel like I?m a part of them? like I fit in there.? She paused again and looked down at the bed. ?It?s kind of like with the softball team. You don?t know how much it hurt me when I saw you out on the baseball field pretending to be me? and doing so much better than I ever did. Mark? that hurt bad.? Despite himself, Mark put a hand on top of where Kelly?s leg was under the cover. ?Sorry,? he whispered. Kelly shook her head. ?It hurt bad!? she said again, still looking down at the bed. ?And it hurt worse when I had to play softball ? as you! Only to find? I fit in better there than on the baseball team with the guys. Maybe I wasn?t as good at softball as you were, but I still did much better there than I ever did when I played baseball!? Kelly finally looked up at Mark. ?Mark, it hurt me so bad to realize that I fit in better with the girls on the softball team than I ever did playing baseball with the guys. Mom and Dad had it right when they said that.? She looked sadly back down at her covers again. ?It?s like we each had found our proper place in things. Only I had been demoted to being a girl.? Mark had never felt so bad in his life ? or her life for that matter. His desire to be his brother and outdo him in everything had really hurt his twin in ways that he hadn?t realized. ?I?m sorry,? he said again. And as he said it, all his dreams started to melt away. Still looking down at her covers, Kelly shook her head. ?Don?t be!? She looked up at Mark again. ?It took me a long time to see it,? she explained. ?And for the life of me, I still don?t know why you can?t see it. But I found that I had more fun on the softball team then I ever had on the boys? team!? Now Mark was surprised. Especially after the last little bit that Kelly had just told her. ?Because you played better?? Kelly shook her head, then nodded her head. ?I did like playing better I guess. But that?s not what I?m talking about. Mark? the guys just don?t know how to have fun!? ?Huh? Kelly, I can?t tell you how much fun I have playing baseball. A lot more than I ever did playing softball.? Kelly nodded. ?Knowing you, I guess I kind of understand that. But you never saw where the real fun was!? ?And where was that?? Mark asked dubiously. ?In all the little things the girls do together? as a team! When we?re not out on the field, we?re still doing things together. We cheer together, we congratulate or console each other ? all of us. We?.? ?Okay!? Mark stopped her. ?I get the point. I know perfectly well what they do. But Kelly, all that? wasn?t me.? ?Because you didn?t let yourself enjoy it.? ?No. Because it just wasn?t me.? ?I saw it though,? Kelly replied, ?I saw that the girls knew how to enjoy what could be a boring game a lot more than the boys ever could.? ?Boring?? ?Well, yeah. Face it, sometimes baseball can really be? boring.? Mark was flabbergasted that anyone could find baseball to be boring! ?But the girls find little ways so that it?s not quite so boring. All those little things we do together ? that you seem to hate so much.? Mark and Kelly looked at each other for a long time without speaking. ?So what are you saying?? Mark finally asked. Kelly only shrugged. ?I don?t know. Just that it?s not all bad being a girl I guess.? It wasn?t the answer that Mark was hoping for, but it wasn?t the worst answer he could get either. ?And that?? Kelly continued, but found it hard to admit. ?I guess I?m going to miss it a lot when we switch back again.? That wasn?t as good as Mark was hoping for either. He had to try. ?Kelly, do you really want to switch back again? I mean? really?? It took a moment while Kelly considered that. Then she shrugged again. ?I guess so. Like I said, I?m going to miss an awful lot of it.? She shook her head. ?But it?s still not right that I?m enjoying it all like I am.? And that was totally not what Mark wanted to hear. Frustrated, he gave up. ?Kelly, tomorrow, don?t hide your baby bottle anymore. Keep it out and drink from it. In front of Mom and Dad? like you?re doing with everything else now.? Kelly looked at him and scowled. ?I really, really hate you,? she exclaimed. Then she added, ?Shit! What difference does it make anyway? It?s no worse than anything else.? The following morning, Kelly was the last to reach the breakfast table. And when she came in, not only were her wet diapers on display, not only was her hair in pigtails, not only was she sucking on the pacifier, but she was carrying a baby bottle in her hands ? which she insisted on filling with milk and then drinking from it ? in front of everyone else ? at breakfast! This time, Janice didn?t even ask Kelly about it. Angrily, she turned toward Mark instead. ?What?s the meaning of this?? she yelled. ?What more does that poor child have to endure? If it wasn?t for your father, I?d beat you so black and blue you wouldn?t sit down for a month!? She turned to Kelly. ?Stop that!? she demanded. ?You can drink like an adult! Like the full grown girl you really are!? Mark had caught the part about his father. But he couldn?t let Kelly stop now. ?Let her be, Mom,? he said quickly.? Janice looked at her son, totally surprised to hear him speak to her that way. She was glad to see her husband rising to his feet in anger as well. ?Mom, you know perfectly well that she?s doing it because I want her to do it. But you?ve let me go this far already. And it?s almost all over now. Almost totally finished. But it?s not done yet!? ?Mark,? Janice said angrily, ?I still have no idea what kind of demented game you?re playing, but I don?t like it! And it has to stop, and it has to stop now!? Mark shook his head. ?Trust me, Mom, if it stops now, then everything will be much worse!? ?What will be worse? Nothing can be worse than this!? Mark shook his head. ?You?re wrong. Things can be much, much worse.? ?Explain that to me!? Janice countered. ?Not yet, Mom. I can?t. I dare not! Not yet. But soon, Mom, I promise you! Soon you?ll see just how right I am.? Janice shook her head. ?I can?t allow it anymore. I can?t?? But she suddenly was stopped by Kelly?s hand on her arm. ?Mom? it?s okay. Leave Mark alone. He?s doing? I mean we?re doing what we have to! If you don?t trust him? then trust me instead. But please trust one of us? please!? Wide-eyed, Janice looked over at her husband, and found him just as surprised as she was. ?Honey, it?s not right!? she replied. ?Yes it is, Mom. Trust me. Yes it is!? ?But this?? she waved her hand at the baby bottle. ?It?s? humiliating!? ?Yeah. So? But it?s only me that has to feel that Mom, and it?s not that bad. In fact, sometimes, it?s kind of fun too.? ?You?re not serious, are you?? Kelly nodded a little. ?I am. It?s okay. What we?re doing is necessary.? ?Kelly,? Bill said, ?do you know what this grand plan is that your brother claims he has? Do you know anything at all about what he?s talking about?? Kelly shook her head. ?No. He won?t tell even me. And?? She looked over toward Mark. ?That hurts more than you know. He won?t even trust me with knowing about it.? ?I don?t think he really has a plan, Kelly,? Bill said kindly. ?I think he?s making it all up just to get back at you for some of the things you used to do to? him? before.? Kelly shook her head. ?Some of that, he admits. But I know for sure that most of it is not that. Not that at all.? ?How, Kelly?? Bill asked. ?How do you know that?? ?Because? I trust him. Maybe you don?t. But I do. We?re switched, Daddy. We?re not who we were? neither of us. We know each other probably better than we know who we really are. And Daddy, I believe him? and I trust him. So please, if you can?t trust him, then just like I told Mom, trust me instead. Because being switched like we are, we depend on each other more than we ever did before. We have to!? Bill looked back and forth from his son to his daughter? to his wife. ?I don?t know what to do,? he told his wife. ?I have no earthly idea.? Janice just shook her head? and walked angrily out of the room. Mark led the way back toward their rooms to finish getting ready to go to the park. But he stopped and grabbed Kelly?s arm as soon as he got to his room? and he pulled her into his room and closed the door. Then he hugged his sister like he had never hugged her before. ?Thank you,? he said. ?Thank you!? Over and over he kept saying it? even as he started to do something he hadn?t done in a very long time. He cried. And so did Kelly. Janice was even angrier because her two kids made her late for work that day. There was another softball game that night. And Kelly?s team won. After that, there was only one game left in the season for her. The final game. The game that would decide which team would be the season champions. And despite all the drama happening in their family, both Bill and Janice could feel nothing but proud that their daughter? and her team? had done well enough to get that far. And that night. After the game. And after they had gotten home. And after things had settled down. And it was getting closer and closer toward bedtime. Janice walked into Mark?s room. ?I don?t buy any of it,? she said. ?None of it! You?re taking that sweet child in there? my daughter, who I love dearer than life itself, and you?re forcing her to do things that are nothing but completely horrible!? She couldn?t help it, she started crying. ?And now she?s sticking up for you? It makes no sense! No sense at all!? Still crying, she did her best to compose herself before continuing. ?I need to know? just so I?m not taken by surprise anymore? I need to know? what other miserable things you?re planning on inflicting on her.? Mark shook his head. ?Nothing, Mom. Believe me. Nothing more at all. There is nothing more that she needs to do. She just needs to continue like she is for a little while more. That?s all. That?s all there is to it.? Janice nodded. ?You?re sure? You just aren?t holding back because you want whatever it is to catch us by surprise again?? ?I?m sure,? Mark replied. ?Trust me.? ?I wish to God you would stop saying that. Because I can?t trust you!? It hurt, but Mark had to accept that. ?Sorry,? he said. ?But we?re almost at the end.? ?How soon, Mark? How soon! Because I can?t take much more!? ?Just? soon, Mom. That?s all I can tell you.? Shaking her head, Janice started to walk out. ?Mom?? Mark said to stop her. She turned. ?Mom? right now? I think Kelly could really use some love.? Janice looked at him for a long time. Then she just turned and walked out. But she headed in the direction of Kelly?s room instead of going back to her own. The door was open to Kelly?s room? just as it always seemed to be lately. And there she was? lying on the floor? surrounded by little girl dolls that she wasn?t currently playing with. Her diaper was fully exposed and the only other thing she was wearing was an old t-shirt on top. And? she was just lying there drinking water from that blasted baby bottle! ?Kelly?? She saw her daughter look up at her? but the bottle remained in her mouth. She went over and sat on her bed. ?How come you?re on the floor?? she asked. Kelly just shrugged, then she removed the bottle. ?I was playing with my dolls,? she replied. ?I just didn?t bother getting up.? Janice nodded as she watched her daughter put the bottle back into her mouth. As big as she was, she was still her little girl. And all the cruel things Kelly?s brother was making her do wanted to make her start crying all over again. Maybe it was the pigtails in her hair. Maybe it was the diaper. Or maybe it was the bottle she was drinking from. She didn?t know. But with the tears blurring her vision, all she could see was the precious baby girl that Kelly had once been. She held out her arms toward her daughter. ?Come up here with me,? she offered. Not knowing what to expect, Kelly got up from the floor, only to find her mother moving back on the bed? eventually laying her head back on the pillow. ?Lay down here,? Janice said as she patted the bed next to her. Unsure, Kelly laid down next to her mother, and let her mother guide her head to lay on her mother?s shoulder. And then she felt her mother taking the baby bottle out of her hand, and before she knew what was happening, she felt her mother bringing the bottle up towards her mouth. Startled, she tried to sit up? only to feel her mother pull her back down. ?Shhh!? Janice said softly. ?Just lay back and be my little girl again for a little while. She brought the bottle back to Kelly?s lips again, and watched as the nipple slipped inside. ?Shhh,? she said softly again as she held the bottle and stroked Kelly?s hair. ?Just relax baby? just relax.? A few minutes later, she started softly humming. Kelly wasn?t sure what to make of what was happening. It was all simply... weird! But it was kind of nice too. Trying to do as her mother wanted, she tried to relax and let her mother ? feed her the bottle. Weird! Weird! Weird! But nice! And as the bottle slowly continued to drain, so did her tension.