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Charlotte part 1
It all started on a
Thursday in the summer holidays a couple of years ago.
It was in an empty street at quarter to seven in the
evening. That's when I was taken.
My real name is
Emily. At this point in my life I lived only with my
dad. Where my mum had gone, neither of us knew. She had
disappeared six years ago along with all her stuff. By
now we had gotten over it and were happy enough on our
When all this began I
was only 13. I was 5'1 with blonde hair that reached
just past my shoulders and green eyes. On this
particular August day I had been out shopping with my
friends in London. Afterwards I had gotten the train
most of the way home and was walking through these
deserted streets. The reason they were so quiet was
because the day was so warm and everyone would be out in
their back gardens. This was the front of the street and
was clear except for me with all my shopping and the
three men who were watching me.
They were hired
kidnappers (something I didn't know excited). They
weren't sent to find and catch me in particular. Just a
girl of roughly my age and build. I must have seemed the
The manoeuvre was
very simple and was effective. Two behind me, one in
front and a van beside. As they were professionals I
didn't stand a chance. As I passed the van the man in
front appeared round the side of it while the two behind
got into position on either side behind me. As the side
door of the van opened I didn't know what was going on.
I barely had time to scream or at least call out before
the three of them quickly and elegantly hauled me into
the van with the assistance of another man inside.
As soon as all five
of us were inside and the door was being slid shut the
van quickly slid away down the street with me inside in
the hands of three men while the fourth pressed
something to my mouth. Throughout the whole operation I
had barley made a sound other than a yelp of shock. The
cloth pressed to my face without me making a sound. I
just stared ahead at the man pressing it to my face. He
seemed unfazed by the whole situation. The cloth smelt
and tasted horrible. It's strong stench filled my
nostrils and chocked the back of my throat. In a matter
of seconds I was out and in a matter of minutes we were
out of town.
When I woke up after
the kidnapping I was disoriented. I was lying on a soft
and comfortable mattress. My arms and legs were bare as
I could feel the softness of the mattress beneath them.
My torso was covered by what felt like a short,
sleeveless dress as I could feel it on my thighs as
well. I was wearing socks and there was something
strange about my groin that I couldn't workout just by
lying still. Something sat in my mouth, part plastic,
part latex or soft rubber. The plastic part sat on my
lips while the soft part sat between them, in my mouth.
I opened my eyes. I
could see a high, white ceiling above me. The room was
in soft light, like the curtains were shut but it was a
bright day. I continued to look upwards in the gloom.
Pale yellow walls met the edge of the ceiling with a
fancy white, layered rim which suggested to me that this
place was an old house. An old but expensive house. I
suddenly realised that there were bars rising up around
me and forming some kind of topless cadge. A crib.
It was giant. It
stood up against and ran almost the length of the yellow
wall with me inside it. I lay in the middle with the
wall in my right. My attention was brought back to my
situation. I started with the thing in my mouth. I
touched it with my tongue, not daring to move any other
part of my body. I gave it a single suck and spat it
out. It fell down the right side of my face leaving my
cheek wet from my own saliva.
I moved my head
slightly to allow myself to look down at my body. I
couldn't see much. I saw was I was wearing a yellow
frock or short dress without a bra. I squirmed to get
the feel of my body. My groin and butt felt extremely
odd, as if they were padded more than usual. At least I
knew I had some kind of underwear on. I thought it could
be huge frilly bloomers which would have been very
weird. But as I squirmed some more I had a more accurate
The underwear was
large and puffy but I could feel it sitting snugly
around my groin. It was very cold and damp and bulged a
lot so my thighs couldn't touch. I reached my hands over
to my crotch to feel it and that was when I became
certain of what it was. It felt like soft, smooth paper
and crinkled when I touched it. I sat up slightly on my
elbows and pulled up the yellow embroidered dress up to
look at it. It was a huge, snugly fitting, white, babies
nappy. No pattern or anything. Just a giant nappy. I was
wearing a nappy. And not just any nappy. A wet nappy!
I was confused. What
was going on? I looked at myself. I was wearing a light
yellow embroidered dress, a similar colour to the walls
of the room. The dress was short and ended half way down
my thighs. From the waist down there were layers of
frills and ruffles. This was a babies dress but a
perfect size for me. Beneath the dress was the enormous
but snugly fitting disposable nappy that was the main
thing that was baffling me. My feet wore small whit,
cotton socks that ended at my ankle with a frill.
Still struggling to
comprehend my clothing I looked to my right on the
mattress. The object I had spat out was lying beside me.
It was a dummy, matching my dress in colour. This just
added to the confusion that was crowding my mind.
I took in my
surroundings to somehow help me get to grips with my
predicament. The crib I lay in was massive. It almost
ran the length of the wall which made it about ten feet
long. It was rectangular and about four or five feet
wide. The bars that surrounded were thick, white wood
and reached over five feet high. They looked strong and
too high to climb over. I was well and truly trapped.
The room I was in was
extraordinary. It was a nursery but built to adult size.
The room was rectangular in shape, with the crib I found
myself in sat against one of the shorter walls. On
either side of my wall, walls twice it's length with the
same pale yellow colouring ran along to the opposite
wall. This wall was equal length to mine and was taken
up mainly by large French windows that had red curtains
drawn across them. This is what was causing the dimness
of the room. There was nothing else on this wall. The
wall to the right of that wall was more interesting as
typical nursery items but in adult size were sat against
it. About five feet along the wall from the window side
of the room were two changing tables, side by side. On
their right was a long and tall set of shelves housing
typical baby things. Hundreds of the same disposable
nappies I was wearing, baby powder, wipes, cream and oil
sat on these shelves that took up most of the wall.
After the shelves there was a massive wooden wardrobe.
The doors were closed so I couldn't see what was inside.
The thing could probably house hundreds of outfits as
well as other items of clothing. After the wardrobe
there was a large white door with a brass handle and a
keyhole. On the closer side of the door started a white
set of steps that ran the length of the wall I was lying
against. These steps lead up to the level of my crib. On
the left wall of the room there was an identical door
directly opposite the one on the right. Beyond the door
was another, twice as long shelving unit containing baby
toys of all descriptions. The shelves took up most of
the wall but beyond them in the corner of the room sat a
collection of giant soft toys. There was a huge brown
bear almost the size of me sitting there. In the centre
of the room there was an oversized playpen, made from
the same materials as the crib and Inside it were more
baby toys. On the far side of the playpen were two
armchairs and a coffee table that faced towards the
None of this made any
sense whatsoever. Last thing I knew I was almost home
after a day of shopping. Now I found myself in a crib in
a nursery, wearing very Girly cloths and a big, wet
nappy. I was totally confused. Not scared or anxious,
just confused. I lay in the crib, as still as possible
for a few minutes more before I decided to sort things
First of all I needed
to get this nappy off. I sat up, feeling as well as
hearing the nappy crinkle as I did so. I pulled open the
straps on the front of the nappy on both sides and stood
up, leaving the nappy lying on the mattress behind me. I
bent down and picked it up. The best place for it I
decided was out side the crib so I pushed it between the
bars. It fell down a couple of steps and lay there. I
decided that out side the crib was also the best place
for me so I made attempts at escaping. I tried to open
the front of it and climb over the bars. None were
successful. In the end I just sat back down, defeated.
At this point the
door on the left hand side of the room opened and a
young woman entered through it. She looked about twenty,
with brown eyes and hair that ran down her back. She was
skinny and very pretty. She walked in and towards me,
smiling the whole time. She stopped when she reached the
steps that lead to the crib. She stood there and grinned
at me. I backed away to the back of the crib and sat
there, covering myself with the dress and my legs. She
continued to grin at me while I stared at her with a
questioning look, showing my confusion. She stepped
forward up the first few steps and leant against the
bars, peeking through the gaps at me, still grinning.
"Hello baby."she said to me. I kept the same look of
"Can you say hello
honey?"she cooed to me like one would to a baby or a
"Hello" I said in a
very small voice which made me feel like a baby. "Oh,
your so cute!" she said in the same way as before but
sounding happier and more excited. She stuck her hands
through the gaps in the bars and gestured to me. "Come
on baby. Come here. Come on, that's a good girl. Come to
mummy." I stayed where I was looking even more confused.
I also felt more confused. I was being treated like a
baby and this woman was claiming to be my mummy.
At this point a man
walked in through the open door. He was a few years
older than the woman with dark blonde hair and a thin
face with green eyes. He was tall and skinny and wore a
lose t-shirt and jeans. He was also smiling at me as he
walked towards the woman who continued to try and coax
"Hiya baby girl."he
said when he reached the woman's side. He slid his arm
around her waist and she leant back on him. "Come to
mummy and daddy Charlotte."the woman said. Who was
Charlotte? Was I supposed to be Charlotte? Was I
supposed to be their baby? They continued to look at me
expectantly and I stayed where I was. They seemed to
relax slightly when I remained where I was and the woman
said in a tone that suggested she didn't really care
"Okay then baby. You've already been naughty by taking
off your nappy but if you insist on still being naughty
then we'll just have to punish you more." This disturbed
me as it seemed I was to be punished. Punishment wasn't
something I wanted to experience so I tried to explain
my point of view on the situation as nicely as I could.
"I'm not a baby and my names not Charlotte." I said.
"I'm not going along with any of this so you should just
let me go. I don't want to..." Was all I managed before
the woman cut in. "Well it looks like we're going to
have to punish our darling little Charlotte for being
very naughty." she said in a disappointed tone. "Yes."
Agreed the man. " if she's going to be a bad baby then
we will have to punish her. Won't we mummy?"
"Yes we will daddy."
They both looked at me sternly. "Last chance sweety."
said the woman. "Come here now and we'll only punish you
for taking your nappy off." the man added. I stayed
where I was, determined that I wasn't going to go along
with this act.
"Very well then."
Said the woman. She stepped back from her partner and
the steps and walked back to the open door. She then
shut the door slowly and proceeded to lock it with a key
she revealed from her pocket.
When she turned back
round to face me, the man stepped forward and up the
steps. When he was half way up he knelt down and undid
something on the step third from the top. Immediately
the bars on the front of the crib loosened and he
proceeded to unlock them at either end of the crib. All
this time the woman approached me as well. Once the crib
was unlocked the bars slid down into the steps until
only the rim was left protruding. I shrunk back into the
right hand corner of the crib to stay away from them.
Once they climbed the last fey steps and reached the
crib level I curled up in a ball in the corner to...
well I don't know what I hoped to do but it didn't
As their hands
grasped round my arms I whimpered "No" quietly. They
took no notice of this and dragged me to my knees and
towards the steps. When we descended the steps and
reached the ground I started to struggle. I didn't know
what they planned on doing to me but I didn't want to
find out. I tried to break free of their grip but I was
held too tightly. The man held me by the left wrist and
right armpit while the woman held my right hand tightly
and lead me. I sobbed and shook my head as I was dragged
on my heels across the soft carpet, round the huge
playpen and towards the armchairs.
Once we reached the
chairs the woman let go of me and the man, still
gripping me tightly, sat down on the left most chair. I
was then bent over and spread out across this knee and
the woman knelt down on the floor with her face close to
"Now this is what
happens if you are naughty." she said quietly to me. I
felt my dress being lifted up to reveal my bare bottom.
Suddenly I felt a sharp, burning pain as the mans hand
came hurtling into sudden contact with my right butt
cheek. I let out a yelp but the woman put her finger to
my lips and shooshed me. "Quiet now baby. Be a good girl
and take your punishment. " For some reason I did
exactly what she told me and stayed as quiet as I could
through my spanking. I felt trust in her. I let out the
occasional yelp and sob but apart from that I stayed
quiet. The woman shooshed me and wiped away my tears and
stroked my hair through the spanking. Afterwards she
kissed me on the cheek and said "Mummy and daddy love
you baby. Don't be naughty again."
She helped me up and
hugged me. The man joined in as well and we all embraced
for a while. For some reason I felt more secure. They
seemed to be sincere about this whole parenting me
thing. I was to be their baby and they were treating me
a one year old.
My butt burned from
the spanking. It seemed to have worked. I wasn't in a
rush to be "naughty" again after that. I felt mummy pull
away from the three way hug and daddy picked me up and
held me on his hip. He proceeded to carry me towards the
changing table and mummy followed. I buried my face in
his shoulder as I was brought to the table. I was laid
out on my back with my legs apart. Mummy placed the
dummy she had brought from the crib into my mouth. I
sucked on it for comfort. She then turned round to the
shelves that ran along the wall and picked out two
nappies and a collection of changing items. I was wiped
down and cream was applied to my reddened cheeks. It was
relieving to have the pain partly extinguished. I was
then turned back over and a nappy was placed beneath me.
I was then powdered and the thick nappy was pulled up
over my crotch. I didn't fight throughout the whole
process. A second nappy was placed over the first one
and taped shut. The huge bulk felt so weird on me. It
was so big I could barely even touch my knees
Daddy sat me up on
the table and I was left face to face with them both.
"Now, your going to
be a good baby girl" mummy explained to me.
"Your going to do
everything you are told and not be naughty again" daddy
added. I kept my eyes down through all of this and kept
sucking the dummy.
"As punishment for
taking off your nappy you will stay in your new one of
48 hours, no matter what" mummy said sternly. "If you
ever take your nappy off again it will be a week." This
news alarmed me slightly but I tried not to show it.
"You will also be a
baby" daddy explained. "No more walking or big girl
talk, okay?" He asked. I nodded with tears in my eyes,
still looking at my legs that were dangling off the
"Good" he replied.
They both placed a hand on each of my thighs and
squeezed and rubbed them reassuringly. "Your a very
pretty baby girl" daddy said in the way grown ups talk
to babies. It made me smile slightly under the dummy.
"Come on, lets go
show you off" mummy said and stepped back from the
table. Daddy picked me up and held me on his hip again.
Then he carried me round the play pen and towards the
door that they entered through. This time I kept my head
up and looked around. Mummy opened the door with the key
she had and the three of us made our way through to
This room was
slightly smaller than the nursery. This room lacked the
space where the crib was in the nursery and instead
there was just a wall on our immediate left. All the
walls in this room were light blue. On the one to our
left was another door that was exactly the same as all
the other doors I had seen in this house. The opposite
wall had the same French windows as the nursery and so
did the wall directly ahead of us as we entered. In the
corner where the two windowed walls met the corner had
been cut off to make an entrance to a conservatory. That
is where we headed. As I was carried towards the
conservatory I realised there were two people inside it.
One sat on a wicker chair, built to seat three with
white cushions over it. She was in her mid twenties with
dark blonde hair that ran down behind her and wore
glasses. She was undoubtably daddy's sister, possibly
even twin. The other person sat on the floor in front of
her. It was a girl who looked a few years older than me
with her back to me. She had light brown hair that
reached halfway down her back and wore similar cloths to
me but in dark ocean blue.
The woman on the
chair was talking to the girl on the floor. I couldn't
make out what she was saying but she was saying it in
the manor one would speak to a toddler. When she saw us
she stopped what ever she was saying and pointed at us
saying "Huugh, look who's here!" The girl on the floor
turned round to look at us as we entered the
conservatory. She was defiantly a couple of years older
than me, about 15 and very pretty I thought. She too was
sucking on a dummy. She stared at me as I was carried
towards her, with an inquisitive look on her face as if
she didn't quite know what to make of me. Daddy carried
me right over to her and placed me down beside her on
the pink blanket she sat on. "Look who's come to see you
Maia" mummy said while smiling widely at the girl. We
locked eyes and stared at each other. She continued to
look inquisitive while I... well I don't know how I
looked. I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was
undoubtably 15 or something like that but she didn't
look it. There was something about her face that just
looked innocent, like a baby and it wasn't the dummy. It
wasn't the nappy, exactly the same as mine that showed
beneath her short blue dress either. It was in the
expression she held and in her deep blue eyes. They
seemed clear. Like there was nothing hidden in there.
Everything was on display. I could read her thoughts by
simply looking at her face. She was trying to make sense
"Hewo" she said to
me. She sounded exactly like a baby, especially with the
dummy hanging out her mouth. I didn't react. I just
continued to stare at her.
"This is your new
baby sister, Charlotte." Mummy explained to the girl who
seemed to be called Maia. She smiled and continued to
look at me when she heard this. "You like her darling?"
Mummy asked her. She smiled wider. "I Wove her!" She
exclaimed in her babyish voice as she lunged towards me
and hugged me tightly. I stayed where I was and let her
hug me. The adults all sat on the chair in front of me,
smiling. I stared at them questioningly. This girl was
older than me but 100% a baby and I was in the same
situation. What the hell was going on?!
To be continued
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