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Playing Baby (Parts 1 - 4)

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Chapter One

"But mom" Sarah exclaimed as her mother slid the diaper under her rear.

"no buts" her mother proclaimed as she taped the diaper in place.

"you were the one who wanted to be a baby." Sara just lay there. Her mother was right. She had been playing baby. Truth be told Sara did not know why she had been playing. It all seemed so stupid. Both Sara and her mother looked at each other. The story began to unfold. Sandy, Sara's mother, remembered the day well. She had been collecting clothes to run in the washing machine and decided to grab some of her 13 year old daughters from her room. she had not even bothered to knock, she jut opened the door. what she had seen made her drop the laundry basket she was carrying. There was her daughter standing in front of her wearing a pillowcase like a diaper. To make matters worse in her daughter's mouth was a pacifier. Sarah had jumped at the sight of her mother, spit the pacifier out and reached for her robe to cover herself.

"mother don't you knock?" Sara screamed. Sandy just stood there looking at her daughter.

"Just what do you think your doing?" she finally managed to get out.

"none of your business" came the reply. Sandy found her voice.

"it is to my business. My daughter is sucking a pacifier and wearing what might as well be a diaper and I want to know why". Sarah looked into her mother's eyes. How badly she wanted to explain. She wanted to tell her mother how she missed being a baby. How much she wanted to be one again. But she couldn't. Her mother would never understand. all Sarah could think to say was " i don't know".

Sandy looked at her and shacking her head grabbed the laundry basket off the floor and left the room. Sara collapsed onto her bed and began to cry. Her worse fear had come true. Her mother had seen her and now there was something between them. Meanwhile downstairs Sandy was crying for a different reason. What had she done wrong? Sarah had all ways been a good kid, Got good grades in school. She had never been in real trouble. Sandy sat in her favorite chair and tried to grasp what she had just discovered. What had she done wrong? She needed to talk to Sarah but that was not going to be easy. Silent tears fell down Sandy's cheeks. The clock ticked the minutes slowly. Time it seemed had come almost to a standstill. After a few minutes, Sandy heard the shuffle of feet coming down the stairs. Mother and daughter looked at each other. Both remained silent. Each lost in their own thoughts. Sarah found herself wanting to explain. Sandy looked her daughter over and was glad to see she had taken off the pillowcase. After a moment or two both of them felt it was time to chat.

"mom. I think we should talk.

"Sarah began.

"just tell me why.

"Sandy responded. Sarah took a deep breath.

"its hard to explain.

"she began.

"take your time.

"her mother told her. After taking a couple of deep breaths Sarah began to explain. She told her mother about her wish to be a baby again and how she did not know why. That she had felt this way for several months. She had looked up on the Internet for information and discovered that she was a teen baby. Sarah was near tears when she finished. Sandy had listened to everything her daughter had said. When Sarah finished talking, Sandy took a deep breath herself and simply said.

"thank you.

"Sarah looked at her mother. A few quiet minutes past between them. Sandy finally broke the silence.

"i need to think about this.

"OK. Sarah responded.

"I'm going to bed.

"an with that Sarah shuffled off to bed. Sandy sat in silence and stared out the window. She needed to talk to someone. After a few minutes she thought of her friend Violet. Violet was a trained Child therapist. If anyone could help her put all this together. Sandy picked up the phone and made an appointment to see her tomorrow. After making the appointment Sandy headed off to try and sleep.

Chapter Two

"You don't look good." Violet remarked as she opened the door and looked at her friend.

"i don't feel well" Sandy respond.

"so whats going on? " violet asked. Slowly Sandy began to bring Violet up to speed. She told her everything, from walking in on her daughter to the conversation after wards. She even was able to talk about her feelings on the matter. Violet listened carefully to her friends story. When Sandy finished, Violet spoke quietly.

"first and foremost, you did nothing wrong. Teen babies, or infantilists, are more common than you think. Nobody knows what causes someone to be this way. It just is."

"but what do i do now? " Sandy asked.

"that depends on what you want.

"Violet answered.

"i just want it to go away.

"sandy responded.

"well it won't just go away. but you can make it go away if you want.

"violet said.

"How? " was the only words that Sandy could get out.

"Simple" violet responded.

"give her what she wants, but on your terms.


"what do you mean?" Sandy inquired.

"Teen Babies want to be a baby for real.

"Violet said.

"What i would do is make her a baby for the summer. The whole thing. By the end of summer she will be so sick of it that she will be begging to be a big girl for the rest of her life.


"I'm not sure I can do that." Sandy replayed.

"Sure you can. Its no different than taking care of a real baby. Everything is just bigger. I would add on thing to it.

"Violet said matter of fact.

"I would require her to come here and see me once a week."

"Why?" Sandy asked.

"I can monitor her mental health and give her a place to complain about being treated like a baby after the newness wears off.

"Sandy thought long and hard about what Violet had been saying. It could work. She was not sure that she was looking forward to spending the summer changing diapers but the reset of it sounded like the perfect way to deal with it. After all if she had been caught smoking sandy would have made her finish a whole pack. Just one thing bothered her.

"What if this doesn't work? " Sandy asked her friend.

"First off it will work. Second off with the therapy that she will be getting from me she will want to give up being a baby for sure.

"Violet answered. After a moment of contemplation Sandy stood up and announced.

"I'll do it.


"Good. Have her in my office next Friday. We will start therapy then.

"Violet said as she shook her friends hand.

"And good luck.


"Thank you" Sandy said as she walked out of the room. She had some shopping to do before Sarah got home from school today. Sandy left her friends office and headed straight to the store. There she picked up everything she thought she might need for the summer. She picked up a couple of bottles and a couple of pacifiers. She picked up three big cans of formula and of course she picked up a couple of bags of diapers. Soon she was arriving home. She was somewhat surprised to see her daughter home already. Sarah was laying out on the front lawn sun bathing. Sandy put her purchases away and then went to her daughter.

"Hi Mom" Sarah said as Sandy came into view.

"What's up?' " Nothing much.Your home early.

"Sandy responded.

"Half day.

"Sarah said.

"Well I need to talk to you.

"Sandy said matter of fact. Sarah sat up and looked at her mother.

"So Talk"

"I have been thinking about what you said last night."

"Oh that" Sarah said remembering the night before. She had hoped her mother would have forgotten about it.

"Sarah." Sandy started.

"I have been thinking and if begin a baby is what you want then being a baby you should have." Sarah looked at her mother with a surprise look on her face.

"What do you mean.


"If you want to be a baby then I am willing to let you be one. For the summer.

"Sandy told her daughter.

"I see.

"Sarah said with a hint of uncertainty in her voice." Now there are two conditions that I must insist on.

"Sandy said.

"first and formost if that's what you want it must last all summer. There is no changing your mind after a week or two.


"Sarah just looked at her mother. Could this really be happening. It would be a dream come true. Sarah simply nodded her head.

"And second you must have weekly therapy sessions with Violet." Sandy continued.

"Why?" Sarah asked.

"Its one of my conditions.

"was all Sandy said." So the question to you is. Do you want to be a baby or not?" Sarah stared at her mother for a moment. She was still trying to figure out if her mother was kidding or not. After a minute of silence Sarah spoke from her heart.

"More than anything."

"Then come with me." Sandy said. Both of them got up and walked into the house. They walked upstairs and into Sarah's room. Sarah was shocked to see the bags of diapers on her bed.

"Lay down" Sandy commanded. Sarah sat down on her bed. Sandy grabbed a diaper out one of the bags of diapers and quickly put her daughter back into diapers. Sarah lay on her bed in bliss. She was finally getting what her heart had always wanted. The only thing that bothered her was the thought of talking with Violet about this. Sandy looked at her daughter and smiled. This was going to be fun on some levels. After finishing getting Sarah back in diapers, Sandy put a pacifier in her mouth and left the room. Sarah sucked the pacifier and smiled. She was a baby at last.

Chapter Three

Sarah lay on her bed feeling things she had felt deep down come bubbling to the service. The first thing she felt was the sensation of being diapered. She was in real diapers for the first time since she was potty trained at the age of two. The diapers felt wonderful. She felt like her body was encased in love. She moved around just to hear them crinkle. Sucking on the pacifier was the second thing she felt. Her mother had given it to her right after putting her in diapers. slowly she moved it in her tongue. True she had sucked pacifiers before but this one felt different. lt was special cause her mother gave it to her. Sarah smiled her biggest smile. A few tears of joy fell down her face. She grabbed her stuff bear off her bed and gave it a big hug. The main thing she felt was happy. She was a baby again. Sarah slowly let the full reality seep in. School was out for the summer and Sarah had no plans. Now she was a baby again and looking forward to every part of the next three months.

Downstairs in the kitchen, Sandy was busy working. Dinner had to be made and she had work to do. First she made a bottle of formula. Then she realized what she forgot to buy at the market: no baby food. Grabbing the bottle of formula Sandy headed back upstairs to " feed the baby " Sandy got up to her daughter's room and stood in the doorway for a moment. What she saw melted her heart. There on her bed was Sarah, clutching her teddy bear and smiling. Sandy knew the that she was doing the right thing. She let out a quick sigh and entered the room. Sarah opened her eyes and looked at her mother. Sandy sat on the bed and before Sarah could say a word, removed the pacifier and replaced it with the bottle. Whatever Sarah was gonna say did not leave her lips. Instead she sucked on the bottle and closed her eyes. The sucking of the bottle and the beating of her heart caused Sarah to get very tired. Soon she drifted off to sleep. The last thing she remember was her mother checking her diaper.Sarah did not care at that moment cause She was fast asleep.

Chapter Four

Sandy watched her daughter sleep for a few minutes and then went back downstairs to work on when the "baby'" wakes up. She needed to get a few things of the attic so she made the climb upstairs. It took a good half hour of work but soon everything would be ready. Sandy sat in her favorite chair and thought about the coming months. She had to admit when Violet had first suggested the idea to her she had wondered if her friend has lost her mind. But looking at how happy Sarah had been while she drank her bottle made Sandy feel better. This plan of hers could work. Sarah seemed to relish the thought of being a baby and Sandy wanted her daughter to grow up. Maybe a summer as a baby would give her the time she needed to realize that you can not always go back. Sandy sighed and started to thing about what the summer held in store for both of them. The one thing that was certain was that things were never gonna be the same again.

Upstairs, Sarah slept to her hearts content. She was having a wonderful dream. In her dream she was a baby again. Sleeping in a crib and enjoying every minute of it. She saw threw the bars of the crib as her mother puttered around in her nursery.

"Does my baby like to watch mommy work.

"Her mother asked her. Sarah found herself giggling at the question. The dream was very relaxing.Like floating on a cloud. However, it did not last long enough. All to soon Sarah found herself waking up. She stretched and sat up in her bed, not a crib like she wanted but a bed. Sarah sat there for a few minutes and wondered what to do. Part of her wanted to throw some clothes on and go find her mother. Part of her wanted to just lay down and sleep some more. Sarah thought for a minute then made her choice. She was not gonna get anymore dressed but was gonna go find out what her mother was up to. Sarah stood up and went to open the door. After leaving her room Sarah headed down to the living room and to find her mother. There here mother sat in her favorite chair in deep thought. Sarah coughed to get her mothers attention.

"I see we are up from our nap.

"Her mother said as a greeting.

"Yup" Sarah replied.

"Well what are you doing down here?" Sandy asked.

"I came looking for you". came the answer.

"Well we have two problems then."Sandy stated.

"Like I said if you are gonna be a baby you must be one full time. That means you do not leave you room until somebody comes and gets you. I know you do not have a real crib, but you do not get out of bed until I get you up. Understood?" Sandy explained.

"Yes" Sarah answered.

"Also babies do not walk they crawl. So I want you to crawl everywhere. Got it" Sandy stated " OK" Sarah said.

"Now crawl over here."Sandy said. Sarah dropped to all fours and crawled over to her mother. Sandy reached over and checked her daughter's diaper. Finding it still dry she then motioned for Sarah to come to the other side of the room. Sarah looked over to where her mother was wanting her to go and was surprised to see a playpen set up. Sarah crawled over to the playpen and was soon climbing in it. Once inside Sandy spoke again.

"This is were I want you to stay while I make dinner." Sarah just shook her head. Sandy left the room and came back with a bottle of juice.

"This should keep you till it is dinner time.

"Sandy said matter of fact. Sarah grabbed the bottle and lay down in the playpen. Her only thought being that this just keeps getting better. Sarah looked around the room as she sat in her playpen and smiled. This was starting out to be the best summer ever.

Sandy went into the kitchen again to try and figure out how to feed Sarah "baby food" when she did not have any. She thought for a moment about leaving her daughter and going back to the store but dismissed the idea. She had to think of Sarah as a baby and she would never leave a baby unattended. It was then that an idea hit her. Tonight's dinner would be mac and cheese. She could use the blender and blend Sarah's portion to the right consistence. Sandy began to hum to herself as she made dinner.She had not hummed in a few years and was surprised to be doing so now. It just seemed to make since. She hummed a tune she had not thought about in years. Meanwhile in the living room Sarah finished her bottled and began to wonder what to do next. She looked around the playpen for something to look at or do. Finding nothing she sighed a sigh of boredom. she had to admit she was bored. A few minutes later she felt the need to pee. She almost stood up to go to the bathroom. She forgot for only a second. Still she found it hard to wet her pants. After about five minutes Sarah finally felt her bladder empty as she peed into her diaper. when she finished she sat there and closed her eyes. The feeling of a wet diaper was different than she thought it would be. It felt warm and wonderful. The problem was that Sarah did not know what to do. She thought about calling for her mother. She also thought about getting out of the playpen and go looking for her. Sarah was not sure what to do. She was still thinking threw her choices when she heard her mother's voice.

"is my baby hungry.

"yes " Sarah started.

"and a little wet to." Sandy looked at her daughter.

"She actually wet her pants" Sandy thought. No turning back now. Sandy thought threw her options before speaking.

"like I said before you wanted to be a baby and babies wet their pants. They do not care and neither should you. I will change you when I realize that you need to be changed.

"Sarah just nodded that she understood. Sandy helped Sarah out of her playpen and walked out of room. Sarah crawled after her into the kitchen. Her diaper felt a little heavy. A pon arriving in the kitchen Sarah was surprised to see a highchair set up. Sandy looked at her daughter.

"shall we see if it still fits? "

"yes " Sarah answered as she climbed into the chair. To both of their surprise and Sarah's delight, she fit. Sandy tied a bib on her daughter and proceeded to fed her the macaroni and cheese. Sarah sat quietly and ate every spoonful. All the while thinking " my mother is feeding me like a baby. This is so cool.

"Soon dinner was over and Sandy gave Sarah another bottle to drink why she ate. Sarah sat in her highchair drinking her bottle and feeling a lot better. Soon dinner was over and cleaned up.

"so " Sandy said as she removed the tray of the highchair.

"lets get you into a dry diaper " With that she took Sarah by her hand walked them both upstairs.

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