It's a new day for Sam, but she quickly realises that the previous one was not a one off.

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Sam felt rays of sun coming through the window and moaned. She pulled herself across the bed out of the early morning heat. It seemed to follow her so she continued to crawl without opening her eyes. She knew she was in a crib and expected to hit the bars at any second. Suddenly she felt herself dropping off the side of the bed and landing on the floor with a yelp.

Sam opened her eyes in confusion. She was face down on the carpet but it wasn’t the nursery that she was in. She lifted herself up until she was on all fours and saw that she was back in her old bedroom, the one at her mother’s house. She covered her mouth and hardly dared to believe it. Remembering the diapers she trust a hand down to her crotch and felt elation when there was nothing there.

“It was a dream…” Sam whispered as she pushed herself back into a sitting position and put a shaky palm up to her forehead.

It felt like a prayer had been answered and things had been reset. Sam had been taken out of the bizarre universe she had been stuck in and put back in a normal one. A universe where she could live normally with her normal home, her normal mother and her normal clothes. Sam climbed to her feet but still felt shaky, the nightmare had been too real. Her PJs were twisted around her and she took them time to straighten her clothes before walking out of her room and heading downstairs.

“Good morning, Sam.” Helen said from the kitchen counter where she was putting scrambled egg on to a pair of plates, “Sit down, I’ll have breakfast ready in a minute.”

“Thanks, mom.” Sam said as she sunk into one of the seats, “I had the weirdest nightmare.”

“Oh?” Helen must’ve been in a good mood. She was rarely ever this interested in Sam’s life.

“Yeah, I came home from college and you kicked me out.” Sam said, “I went to Jade’s house and she… well, it didn’t go well.”

Sam didn’t really want to elaborate too much on the very strange events in Jade’s house. That was very much unnecessary. Helen still hadn’t turned around but Sam could hear her chuckling to herself.

“But, honey…” Helen turned around with one plate and one bowl in her hand, “Why would a baby be going to college?”

“A… But…” Sam hadn’t said anything about the baby treatment. She looked down and gasped as she saw a plastic tray in front of her.

“Kids have such crazy imaginations.” Helen chuckled as she sat down.

“N-No! This isn’t right!” Sam exclaimed.

Sam tried to push the tray away but as she shifted she heard crinkling. She froze up. The tray was blocking her view of her lower half but that sound could only mean one thing. It didn’t make any sense though… This was reality!

As panic rose in Sam’s small body she felt her bladder release into her diaper. She tried to stop wetting herself but couldn’t do a thing. She was helplessly flooding the diaper underneath her and it showed no signs of stopping. In fact, the padding expanded and the warmth spread to the very limits of the disposable.

“This isn’t happening!” Sam cried out, “This is real life!”

Sam couldn’t stop wetting. The diaper swelled and then could no longer hold everything back. She covered her eyes as she felt urine running down her legs, spilling through the leg and waist bands. She leaned over and looked down to see water an inch deep on the tiled floor.

“Mom?” Sam looked around, “Mom!?”

Sam was alone in the room. The breakfast Helen had prepared laid on the kitchen table forgotten and Sam’s mother had disappeared. Despite her worry Sam couldn’t be distracted for long from the never ending urine that was exiting her body. She must’ve peed out every molecule of liquid in her body and yet it still continued unabated. The liquid on the floor was mostly clear with a slight yellowish tint and it went from wall to wall, it was starting to lap at Sam’s bare feet that she couldn’t pull away.

“This is impossible!” Sam screamed into the room.

There was no sound except for Sam’s panicked exclamations and the sound of pouring liquid. The flood of piss went over her feet and started to soak the bottom of her PJs. It just wasn’t stopping no matter how much came out. The chairs on the other side of the table were starting to float and as Sam put her hands down to her crotch she felt the water level rise past her diaper to the tray.

A new problem was facing Sam in this ridiculous situation. If the level of liquid kept rising she would soon find herself underneath it. The chair was holding her in place and unlike everything else in the room it wasn’t floating. Soon the urine came up to her chest and still showed no signs of stopping.

The room was bursting with pee now and Sam was having to sit up straight to stay above the water. Her hands splashed fruitlessly as she felt the liquid reaching her lips. She couldn’t believe she was going to die like this. Trapped in a highchair and drowning in her own piss!

“Help!” Sam yelled out in a last desperate plea, “He-…”

The water came up and covered her face. Sam held her final breath for as long as she could but she felt her organs begging for oxygen. Her lungs screamed at her to breathe as her heart pounded harder and faster until it felt like it would burst.

“Argh!” Sam screamed into her pillow as her hands and feet beat against the mattress. She raised her head and gasped for breathe feeling deep lungful’s of cool air swirling around in her chest and replenishing what her body had been missing out on.

Sam looked down at the pillow an inch from her face. It was soaked with her saliva and as she pushed herself upright she realised she was sweating heavily. It took her a few moments to get her bearings. She was back in the crib, though she supposed she had never left it, and she could feel her crinkly baby pants underneath her thin pyjama bottoms. She must’ve somehow ended up face down and suffocating, her subconscious interpreting it as drowning.

Rolling on to her back Sam took a few deep breaths feeling a strange combination of relief and disappointment. Obviously she was happy she was OK but waking up back in the crib just brought back the memories of everything that had happened along with the feeling that this was going to be her future.

To make matters worse all the peeing Sam did in her dream also had a root cause in reality. She needed to use the bathroom quite urgently. Sam climbed on to her knees and gripped the bars in front of her. She relaxed her bladder and felt the now familiar surge of warmth flowing into her diaper and spreading around the padding. She shivered as she felt the combined relief and embarrassment of wetting her pants. She sighed and shivered as her wetting came to a stop.

Sam slumped down and sat back against the headboard of the crib feeling the moisture creeping around her skin. The heated padding was pressed up against her in an increasingly familiar way. All she could do was sit in her baby bed and wait for someone to come and let her out. She was truly stuck in her infantile position now. She didn’t see any way out of it.

With nothing but her thoughts to occupy her Sam simply stared forwards and felt the crushing weight of her reality on her shoulders. There was no way to tell how much time was passing. The room was so still and silent Sam wouldn’t have been surprised if time had simply stopped. In her situation the warmth of her recently wet diaper was actually one of her few comforts.

When the nursery door finally opened and Jade walked in Sam jumped. She had been zoned out for so long she had forgotten what she was waiting for. She couldn’t meet Jade’s piercing eyes and she didn’t reply to her sunny morning’s greeting.

“Feeling cranky?” Jade asked with a chuckle.

Sam pursed her lips and looked away. She heard Jade approach the crib but before she could shuffle away a hand came through the bars and pressed against the padding between her thighs. Sam jumped and went to bat the hand away but the truth was obvious. Jade’s knowing smile infuriated Sam but she was powerless to do anything.

Jade stepped on the lever next to the foot of the bed and caught the rails as they rattled down. Sam started scooting herself over to where Jade picked her up. Sam folded her arms across her chest and looked away. If sulking was her only protest then she would be as sulky as possible.

“You’ll get used to it.” Was all Jade said as she laid Sam on the changing table.

“I don’t WANT to get used to it.” Sam replied venomously.

“Oh, come on.” Jade shook her head as she pulled the tapes on the diaper, “You’re the luckiest baby in the world. You can get anything you want.”

“I’m not a BABY!” Sam exclaimed.

Jade simply smiled in reply as she lowered the front of Sam’s soaked disposable. Sam turned away again. She knew exactly what Jade was trying to do but it wasn’t like she had a choice where she went to the bathroom. The fact that Jade knew this but didn’t acknowledge it made Sam very cross indeed.

“Open up.” Jade said.

Sam was about to ask why when a pacifier was shoved in her face. She clenched her teeth to stop it being slipped into her mouth but Jade simply waited. She became increasingly aware that the wet diaper was still lying open between her legs leaving her crotch completely exposed, she was becoming increasingly self-conscious the longer she was left exposed.

Sam made a noise with her teeth still clenched to try and tell Jade to get on with it but she shook her head. With a roll of her eyes Sam opened his mouth and let the amber nipple slip past her lips. The plastic mouth guard banged against her lips as the bulb in her mouth rested on her tongue.

“When you try to say you’re not a baby this is what happens.” Jade said simply.

Sam just glared at her. The wet diaper was finally pulled out from underneath her and a second later a fresh one was slipped below her butt. Sam didn’t get much time out of diapers, that few seconds was the first time she hadn’t felt the thick pillow between her legs in what felt like forever. She barely got to enjoy it before the front of the disposable was up and she was taped in again.

“Let’s get you dressed for the day.” Jade said as she lifted Sam down from the changing table, “And then you can have some yummy breakfast.”

Sam had to wait on the floor next to the changing table whilst Jade went to the closet to pick out a new outfit. When she returned it was with a skirtall. A denim skirt that had a long part that went up over her tummy and chest and then straps going over the shoulder and down to the top of the skirt. To wear underneath Sam was given a plain white onesie. She kept chewing discontentedly on the pacifier as she was dressed for the day.

Not even being allowed to walk to the breakfast table, Jade lifted Sam up. Sam was sat on her larger cousin’s hip as she was carried out of the nursery. As they went along the landing they passed the older male butler Sam had seen a few times before. He was professional enough not to stare at Sam.

“Could you empty the baby’s diaper pail?” Jade said as they approached, “It’s getting a bit ripe in there.”

“Of course, Ma’am.” The butler replied.

Sam was dying of embarrassment. She was sure the man didn’t need to know that Sam was such a big baby. Thankfully she was carried away soon afterwards and so didn’t have to suffer his judgmental stare.

Sam was sat in the highchair with a surly look on her face. Her arms were folded in front of her as Jade prepared breakfast. She was beyond begging for mercy now, all she could do was sit sulkily and wait.

The butler came through a couple of minutes later holding a plastic bag at arm’s length. Sam’s face reddened as she realised it was the trash bag with all her used diapers in it. She swallowed and looked away with tears in her eyes. Her mind started thinking about how long this could possibly go on for, she prayed Jade would lose interest but nothing suggested that was going to happen.

“Here you go.” Jade said as she placed a bowl of non-descript mush on the tray of the highchair.

“What is it?” Sam asked with a grimace.

“Just some cereal with extra fibre added.” Jade said as she took the spoon, “It’s important to keep you regular after all.”

The idea of being “regular” filled Sam with dread. The messy diaper the previous day had been a nightmare and having to do that every single day was enough to make her want to scream. Jade seemed completely unconcerned by Sam’s fear and anxiety. She had placed the spoon in the bowl and swirled the cereal a few times, it was already very mushy.

“Open the hangar for the airplane!” Jade said with a big toothy smile as she raised the spoon from the bowl.

Sam remembered her complete failure to prevent her humiliating feeding at dinner the previous day. As a result she decided that simply complying was her only option. She hated looking like she was doing as she was told but as her mouth opened the spoon was pushed inside. She didn’t need to chew at all before swallowing the food. It tasted fine, just like regular cereal, but Sam’s instinct was still to spit it out.

“Good girl.” Jade’s praise only increased Sam’s desire to resist.

Breakfast was a slow and messy affair. Cereal was spread all over Sam’s mouth and she was certain her cousin was doing it on purpose. By the time she had swallowed the last of her mushy food she was feeling quite full. The baby bottle of milk she was then handed was entirely unneeded but still fed to her until her tummy groaned in complaint.

Sam’s face was rubbed clean by Jade and a washcloth before she was lifted again. This time it was to be taken to the living room and lowered into the playpen. A horrifying picture of her new schedule was starting to emerge. Days spent being carried between different restraints as her mind become numb to the toys and baby games she was forced to play, her nights spent in cribs dreaming of the life she no longer had.

“Be good.” Jade said as she pulled out her cell phone, “I’ve got some calls to make. We need to arrange a few things.”

“We?” Sam repeated.

“We’re a little family now.” Jade smiled, “Mommy and baby. Everything I do is for both of us.”

Sam didn’t like the sound of that. Any preparations that involved her was a cause of great anxiety bearing in mind what every other change had been. She wasn’t sure how things could get worse though. Sitting in a diaper in her playpen it felt like she had hit rock bottom. Everything in her life had been made as babyish as possible, there didn’t seem like there was anywhere else to go.

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