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After his morning workout - he did a few more than usual - and morning
bathroom rituals, Richard skipped along the path in his Mary Janes, his
little bells jingling and his diaper rustling, his slightly amused big
sister jogging to keep up. Susie had told him to skip the whole way, but
he might have done it anyway, his cute little clip-on earrings fluttering
along with his growing pigtails and his bracelets shining in the early
morning sunlight.
It was, in fact, the early morning. That was the thing with summers in
the Greater Area: early morning around the solstice was, in fact, quite
early, early enough that Heather was still deeply asleep (and her
children very well knew that she had a hard time getting to sleep last
night; Zoe had left her a note) and pretty much everyone else was as well
on a Sunday morning, making it the perfect time, in Susie's words, for a
cutie like Richard to skip home to his princess. The bells, to Zoe's
ears, sounded like they might wake up the whole neighborhood, but that
was just an illusion because they were the only things other than birds
making noise that morning. Well, that and his crinkly plastic pants, but
those could scarcely be heard while he jingled along.
Susie wasn't about to admit that she had waited by the window, enjoying
the show as she peered out through the expensive curtains. That was
undignified, unbecoming of a princess. Instead, she simply opened the
door at the right time with a big smile and her high-class dress, which
was definitely less frilly and certainly not as noisy as Richard's
outfit. "Good morning, Ricky! Good morning, Zoe!" she greeted them, her
tone of voice showing that she was fully immersed in her role.
"Good morning, Your Highness!" Richard replied with a wide smile and a
deep curtsey. Susie didn't even need to ask if he'd done exactly what she
told him. He was slightly out of breath - skipping for a mile uphill was
a workout - and his pink, glittery backpack was full.
"Did you like skipping here?" she asked instead as the siblings walked
through the door.
"Yes I did!" Richard replied, a big smile still on his face.
"Well, I'm glad to hear that. From now on, when it isn't a bad idea,
that's how you'll go along while you're outside," she told him, having
carefully thought about the wording beforehand. Zoe's mouth opened a
little bit, growing into an approbative, almost envious smile as she
realized just how much power the girl could exercise on a whim. Just like
that, her brother's default mode of travel, circumstances permitting, had
changed from walking or jogging into sweet, little girlish skipping.
"Yes, Your Highness," Richard replied with a big smile, and Susie gave
him a deep kiss. "Thanks for bringing him here so early," she told Zoe
after breaking it off.
"Just as long as I can crash," Zoe said, taking off her own backpack. As
she told Richard, she had her own 'girl problems', and, although they
were nothing like Caroline's, she wasn't feeling so great. She just
wanted to curl up in the rainbow pajamas she'd brought.
"Go ahead," Susie replied, and Zoe made a beeline for the stairs.
"I'm so glad she takes such good care of you," Susie told Richard once
his big sister had closed a bedroom door behind her. Susie knew the
fastest way to his heart and decided to get there. "Isn't that what you
need? Someone to take care of you? Look after you, make sure you don't
get into trouble?" she asked, reaching around and patting him on his
thick diaper.
"Yes, Your Highness," Richard responded, his emotions ferociously tickled
and his penis stiffening rapidly.
"And that's what you'll always need," she told him firmly. "No matter how
tall you get, no matter what you become, you'll always need a big girl to
take care of you. Isn't that right?"
"Yes, Your Highness," Richard said yet again. She was absolutely right,
and they both already knew it - she just wanted to hear him say it, to
make him remind himself of it. He needed this, deeply. He didn't know
quite what it was, but something within him really, really needed to
belong to a girl, to be coddled and submissive, and he could not possibly
have asked for anyone better to completely fall in love with.
"Then, do you have any requests for me?"
"Please take care of me, Your Highness!" he desperately replied, his
voice cracking a bit.
Seeing him this way, so needy and emotionally helpless, stirred something
just as powerful within her. "Come along, little boy," she told him,
taking him by the hand. "Your princess will take care of you."
As promised, she took care of him. There was even less foreplay this time
around. She simply kissed him, repeatedly, taking his dress and diaper
cover off and snapping out his diaper pins, and then she stroked his
solid dick and inserted it inside her. She was wet, of course, just
saying those things to him had moistened her, and so she rode him,
bouncing up and down, reminding him who was boss as his breathing grew
even more ragged and needy. She was starting to get a very good feel for
his reactions, for the way his body worked, and so she edged him over and
over again, teasing him, coming a few times herself but delaying his
release until she decided he should have one -
There was a knock downstairs.
Oh no, who could... it better not be her aunt, it couldn't possibly be
her aunt... oh wait, of course Caroline was coming, she didn't think
she'd been riding him for that long - "Zoe! Get the door!" she
desperately yelled, and she heard the other bedroom door open, and she
went back to business. The surprise and need to finish up had brought him
much closer, she could tell, and so she immediately rode him to orgasm
and he filled her up yet again. In the quiet of afterwards, her
collapsing onto his body, his arms around her, she heard Zoe exchanging
morning pleasantries with Caroline and Leslie. Disaster averted.
She put on her nightgown and helped Richard back into his diaper for the
brief trip to the tub. That ritual was not going to change no matter how
many of her friends were in the house - she absolutely hated sticky
sweat. She smiled as she greeted the downstairs girls; it was nice not
having to explain where she was going, as they all already knew.
"Mind if I join you?" Caroline asked. She was carrying a small bag and
wearing loose pajamas - she'd driven Leslie there in them on purpose -
and she didn't sound as mentally exhausted as she had the last time she'd
come over, although she was obviously looking to relax. Beat, Richard
figured was the right word. She was just utterly and completely beat.
"Sure," Susie responded reflexively.
"I want to," Leslie spoke up, and this time, Zoe was the odd one out.
Didn't they know what the two of them had just been doing? Were they
actually okay with sharing a hot tub with that? Hell with it, she wasn't
in a good state herself and felt like she could use a long soak anyway,
she'd just make sure there was plenty of bubbly antibacterial soap and
that the water was circulating. Leslie would need help and Caroline
really didn't look like she was up for more than just carrying her,
braces and all, up the stairs.
"All right, you've got all of us," Zoe said, and it wasn't that long
before Susie did have all of them naked in the tub together once they'd
managed to get Leslie's braces off. She gave Caroline a knowing look and
a nod, expecting what she might ask for.
"Not doing the baby stuff today, guys," Caroline said in reply to the
unspoken question, scrubbing herself under the water. "I'm too tired for
even that. And I'm not driving anyone anywhere else today either, I'm
sorry." There were two reasons why she'd come at all. The first, of
course, was to bring Leslie. The second was that she was guaranteed
privacy at Susie's house if she wanted it. She'd even told her father
that she was turning her phone's ringer completely off.
"No work today?" Susie asked.
"Yeah, about that. Dad actually wanted to keep it going today, but pretty
much everyone else in the shop just said no, we're not doing this on
Sunday. We're talking about military guys who are getting paid mid-six
figures if you averaged it out, and, I swear to God, they almost
unionized right in front of him. Some of these guys had been working
seventy, eighty-hour weeks already. We are done until Monday, and I'm not
getting up at bullshit-thirty this time, either," she told Leslie.
"Your parents are okay with you sleeping over again?" Zoe asked as she
scrubbed Leslie's body.
"Yeah, because it's the last time I'll be able to do it for a while,"
Leslie replied. "There's going to be some immune system stuff, so I'm
going into isolation for a week. They sent me pictures. There's an actual
decontamination airlock, it's almost like a zombie movie." Her parents
were just glad that Dr. Sinchurch's organization was paying for it all.
Their insurance wasn't even involved. Willa and her husband had insisted
that Leslie not be surprised by the environment she'd be going into, but
Leslie just wanted to make sure that she'd be able to bring her phone and
that it would continue to work. Medical stuff like that didn't scare her,
not anymore, but the idea of being separated from her friends for that
long absolutely terrified her. She could never explain just how much she
was glad that Zoe's mom wouldn't try to interfere with their relationship
anymore. "I'll try not to chat too much."
"Leslie, you chat as much as you want," Zoe replied firmly. "What else
were you going to do? Read, play whatever works on your phone?" She
didn't even want to imagine what life would have been like in the bad old
days before bedridden girls had phones and isolation wards were expected
to have Wi-Fi connections. She put her hand over her smaller
girlfriend's. "Talk to me, at least."
"Okay," Leslie agreed. But there wasn't a lot of talking, not that
morning. Caroline was too beat, Zoe was too under the weather, Susie was
too busy scrubbing Richard's hair, and Leslie was too worried about
things that she knew were really fucking stupid to worry about. She had
briefly worried about what might happen if the treatment actually worked
and she didn't need to be taken care of anymore, and her friends
abandoned her because of it, and she mentally punished herself for even
thinking that. More of her issues, she knew. She really did not like
being a person with issues. She almost asked if they'd had breakfast
already but of course they didn't do that, either. "Is anyone else
hungry?" she asked instead, like she figured a normal person would do.
"Yes," Susie replied, and glanced at Richard, who immediately took the
hint and stepped out of the tub to start drying himself off. Susie
smiled. In her view, actually needing to give him commands was a lesser
form of dominance. Her father had occasionally chided her mother with
'Honey, I'm not a mind reader.' But Richard was good at recognizing
patterns, and Susie wanted to get him to the point that he could and
would anticipate what she wanted without her even needing to tell him a
thing.
Richard, in his crinkly diaper, jingly dress and socks, yellow pacifier
and other accessories, and the pink heels he'd brought, was happy for the
chance to make breakfast himself. It meant that he got to determine
portion sizes, and while he knew how much the girls usually ate, he was
absolutely famished. He didn't understand what was driving his hunger for
meat and eggs - he couldn't have possibly been excreting that much
protein in his sperm! He went for a full complete breakfast, having
plenty of experience with buttering pancakes - fortunately, Susie had a
box of premade mix - and very happy for the fact that she had large pans
to use. By the time the girls started walking downstairs (Caroline was
giving Leslie a piggy-back ride, and Zoe was making sure she didn't fall
off), the teakettle had just gone off and he was piling eggs onto plates.
"Somebody else want to set the table?" Zoe asked. She really wasn't
feeling it.
"I've got it," Caroline said. Moving a few utensils and pouring a few
drinks was nothing compared to the bullcrap she'd had to do yesterday.
Fortunately, the customers had been less screamy than on Friday, and
there had been fewer of them. It was just the fat backlog she'd had to
contend with.
Susie noticed the apologetic look on Richard's face. Whatever for? The
food was cooked better than his usual pretty good standard. Oh, he'd
given everyone else their usual portions but piled his own plate high.
Food was not a problem, would never be a problem for her; if he really
could eat it all - and from the way he was stuffing himself, he
definitely could! - he was welcome to it. It was Caroline she was worried
about.
"Caroline, if you want to talk about yesterday..." Susie offered.
"I don't want to talk about yesterday," Caroline replied evenly. "Nothing
weird or bad happened, I just... don't want to talk about yesterday." It
was all just work, work, work. "Actually, can I use those headphones of
yours? I just want to go die in a bed for hours."
"Room to the left of ours," Susie replied, gesturing, and no one at all
missed the 'ours'. Caroline finished everything on her plate before
heading upstairs, and to her complete lack of surprise, the baby stuff -
except for the diaper cover, which was on Richard - was laid out on that
bed. As she Bluetooth-paired the headphones and her phone, she kept
looking at the mittens, booties, and pacifier, the temptation getting to
her. Ah, hell with it. When was the next time she was going to be able to
do this? She got her playlist started, tied the booties with bowties,
buckled the pacifier around her head, then used her elbows and knees to
not-really-tie the mittens' ribbons. (The idea that she might be able to
tie a knot she couldn't get out of gave her a strange thrill, but she
wasn't about to actually do that.) She cuddled the plushie she'd had the
last time, closed her eyes, and listened to a very slow, very easy
playlist.
Zoe, having slowly picked at her food, pushed away her half-eaten plate.
"I'm really sorry, this is actually great food but I'm just not hungry
right now," she explained. "Don't even bother putting it in the fridge.
Leslie, you wanna go upstairs?" She agreed immediately. "Ricky, can you
help?"
"Yeah, sure," he said, pulling off his heels for safety, and the two of
them carried Leslie up the stairs and into the other bedroom. Richard
figured that Zoe must have been bearing most of the weight, as carrying
Leslie's upper body was a lot easier than he thought it would be. He
walked back down to put his heels back on and finish his food. "Not what
you expected them to be doing today?" he asked his princess with a slight
smile.
"It's all right. Wait here like a good boy and I'll come back with a
surprise," she said with a kiss and a smile, and he scarfed down the rest
of his food - along with the stuff Zoe didn't finish - in anticipation.
"Well, that's definitely a surprise," Susie said a couple of minutes
later, holding a few lengths of ribbon, still smiling. "Caroline couldn't
resist the temptation, so none of that stuff for you today," she
explained, wishing that she had multiple sets of it. Caroline, eyes
closed and headphones on, hadn't even noticed her enter the room. "Come
along, onto the couch. Wrists crossed behind your back," she told him,
and he didn't hesitate for a moment. A few loops and a bow later, and he
was nicely, cutely helpless. "Ankles crossed," she told him, and they
were swiftly wrapped the same way, his bells left exposed to jingle. He
could have untied it - he probably could have even wriggled out of it -
but that was the last thing he ever wanted to do. "Bend your knees, all
the way," she told him, and he knew exactly what she was going to do
before she neatly tied his wrists and ankles together, finishing by
popping his yellow pacifier into his mouth. The sissified, hogtied boy
blissfully rested his head on his princess's lap, helpless and content.
She picked out Bollywood again, and Richard judged that Bahubali and its
sequel were both epic and insane in equal measure. He'd drank a lot of
liquid and had to go to the bathroom, but of course he was wearing his
bathroom and the soft cloth diapers soaked it all up. His princess would
untie and change him when she wanted to.
Caroline heard a warning beep in her ears and groggily batted at her
headphones. What the hell? Oh, right, must be low battery. She realized
that she'd been wrong; she could definitely sleep with the pacifier in.
And her keys, wallet, and phone in her pajama pants, too. She looked up
at the time - almost 5, seriously? - and saw a note in Susie's impeccable
handwriting: 'Lunch is in the fridge.' She'd put on the baby stuff -
slept in it, even - after saying she didn't want it, and all they did was
leave her an unrelated note. Fuck, she did not deserve friends like
those. She wiggled one of the mittens off, took the rest off, and plugged
the beeping headphones into the charger before heading to the bathroom
and going downstairs to reheat lunch, and she'd never thought she'd
develop such a taste for rice. But where was everyone? Not upstairs, not
in the basement... Oh, right. Pool. It was a hot afternoon, and all four
of them were in there, Zoe keeping careful tabs on Leslie while Susie
taught Richard, in his mermaid leotard but not the fins, proper swimming
form.
"Sorry I slept all day," Caroline greeted them with after changing into
her swimsuit.
"It's fine, I only got going a couple of hours ago," Zoe replied. She was
very glad that she, like her mother, only really suffered for half a day
or so every month. "You looked like you needed it."
"Did I ever," Caroline replied, although she figured that she'd
completely screwed up her sleep rhythm. She stepped into the surprisingly
warm water, stared up at the cloudless sky - she was glad she'd brought
sunblock, too - and practiced her floating, imagining what it'd be like
to write a 'What I did on my summer vacation' paper. Yeah, there wouldn't
be a lot of details she'd want to share. Actually, did she even want to
do her senior year? There didn't seem like a lot of point, not for where
she was headed, and she seriously just did not want to go back to that,
which she considered to have all of the work as her actual job but none
of the pay. She'd have to check local laws, but she figured she could get
her GED before she even turned 18, and she knew for a fact that she could
get into a good trade school - which literally everyone at her job was
telling her to do - even without one. She'd have to talk about it with
her dad, who she knew would be receptive to the idea. Her mom might give
her some small amount of grief for it, but they'd mutually given up on
each other years ago even though they still lived in the same house.
Caroline figured that if she wanted someone to patronize her and treat
her like a child who couldn't make decisions for herself, she'd put the
baby stuff back on and ask Richard and Susie to do it instead.
Dinner went the same way as breakfast - with Zoe actually eating more
this time - and Caroline figured that lunch probably went the same way as
well. She saw Zoe texting her mother about where she and Richard were and
what they were doing, but it was obviously a formality. Caroline stayed
up late with Zoe and Leslie, watching some extremely dumb Japanese
monster movie, but of course Susie and Richard were in bed after, well,
more of what they usually did. Caroline was still a virgin - her parents,
in rare agreement, had made it very clear that she'd only have her first
time once, so it better be with the right guy - and spending so much time
in a house with a couple that was doing it on the regular was feeling
weird in an extra-weird way. Susie had found her Mr. Right, she reminded
herself, and so would she.
She actually did get most of a good night's sleep, and there weren't any
crazy people nearly crashing into her car, nor was there any rushing that
morning. Richard obediently skipped home with his big sister shortly
after Caroline had driven away with Leslie. His mother was headed off to
work just as the siblings arrived, and he suddenly realized that this was
the first time that she'd seen him in his jingly dress, but she didn't do
anything other than politely greet the two of them and ask them how their
day went and how Leslie was doing. He was still glad Susie had told him
to put the diaper in the wash and wear regular underwear home.
Even the best of friends and most dedicated of lovers need time apart,
and Richard evenly spent his Monday between working out with a backpack
full of heavy stuff (bicep curls, push-ups with it on, even some situps
holding it on front of him), teaching himself hacking, and some
Starcraft, a couple of times with his big sister. Zoe spent most of the
day chatting with Leslie, though, because the girl was obviously getting
more nervous by the day and it was starting to rub off. Susie whiled away
most of the day playing, reading, planning, thinking, and fantasizing -
after remembering to talk to that shirt company, of course.
Tuesday was an important day for the group, but it was easy to have a
plan go off exactly as planned when the plan was just to buy clothes in
the morning. Shirt shop - done, and all Susie had to do was walk in with
a handful of cash like she usually did. (They'd actually finished the
order on Monday.) Pants, mall for the girls and Spectral for Richard,
just as Susie had envisioned. Leslie didn't even ask why all of them had
arrived to pick her up instead of just Caroline (her excuse would have
been that she simply forgot where she was going at first and just decided
to do things the other way around, which was stupid enough to be
believable), and, as Richard had told the others, the best way of
avoiding giving Leslie any hints that something else was going on was to
remember that this plan of theirs was not that big of a deal. Just a
little surprise, not really important. They got the stuff and stashed it
in a black plastic bag in Caroline's trunk, so the plan was done. Not
worth thinking about.
Leslie's swimming session was surprisingly usual. She did talk with Mindy
about what to expect during and after the treatment, but to Caroline's
ears, it sounded more like a recap than a real conversation and the focus
was on keeping things normal. Richard was getting good, she noticed, as
he put Susie's lessons to good use and kept up with her even from the
start. After they were done, a full hour as normal, Caroline dropped Zoe
and Richard off with Susie first and then took Leslie straight home
because she had to go back to work. She had some idea of what the couple
would be doing for a lot of that afternoon. A few weeks ago, she could
not have possibly envisioned a world in which 'Yup, she's probably
turning him into her diaper dependent sissy again' was even a valid
thought, but there it was. She was probably turning him into her diaper
dependent sissy again. Buy some clothes, go for a swim, and then turn her
boyfriend into a helpless baby and feed him through the pacifier strapped
to his mouth while his sister helps out. Routine, everyday normality.
And then the fated Wednesday finally occurred.
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