“Connie?” she asked lightly when she saw she was awake.

Connie turned towards her, then spit out the pacifier in her mouth. She had to really think about what she wanted to say, even then things slipped out wrong. “Hey momma... I ready to get now. Drop the rails k?”

Her mother stepped towards her daughter, “And my big girl is still big?”

Connie laughed, “Yeah. It’s getting harder to think right doh.” Then she grabbed at the raised rail, “Let me out!”

Her mother quickly stepped forward and dropped the rail, then stepped back as Connie started to get out. She watched as she turned over onto her stomach and slowly slid back and over the edge of the bed. As gravity took over she slid faster, when her feet hit the floor instead of her stopping she gasped as she lost her balance and dropped to her butt on the floor. “Connie!” Her mother yelled as she dropped down trying to grab her before she dropped even farther. She cradled her against her chest. “Connie! Are you okay?”

Connie struggled to control her emotions, she knew she shouldn’t cry, that it really hadn’t hurt. But she could barely keep herself under control. “Momma.... Okay....” She whispered as she tried to slow her breathing. She was starting to feel better when she felt something warm against her cheek, and smelt something sweet fill her nose. She turned her face towards the wetness, and realized it was right near her mother’s nipple. Instantly her mouth watered, and she felt a need to latch on, and suckle. She closed her eyes, and tried to push herself away. “Momma, no! Da milk!”

“Oh! Sorry Connie!” Her mother gently let go and let her drop to the floor. Then she stood and tried to hide the wet stains on her shirt with her hands. “I started to really leak last night. My bed is a mess.”

Connie kept her head down as she tried to forget about being breast fed. “You... Gotta... Stop it!”

“I can’t do that hun. They leak until they dry up. When you were a baby the first time.” she stopped when she saw Connie jerk, “Sorry. When you have a baby this happens. There are special pads you put in your bra that stops it from going all over the place. I used to go through several a day during the first few months.”

Connie groaned from the floor. “We need... Ta get some soon den...” She got up on her hands and knees and tried to stand. But found it was almost impossible.

Her mother saw the problem, “You.... Need to use the wall, or the bed to pull yourself up... Do you want help?”

“Nah ah. I get it.” Connie crawled towards the bed, and with almost everything she had she pulled herself to her feet. She smiled at her mother as she moved her arms back and forth to help keep her balance. “See?”

Her mother smiled on the outside, but on the inside she screamed. “My daughter can barely stand, this is so evil. Why is this happening to her.... She doesn’t deserve this.” But she kept her thoughts to herself, and clapped as Connie took an uneasy step towards her. “So... you think you’re up to going shopping today?”

Connie stopped and frowned, “Why? We shouldn’t go out, we stay here today.” Then she took another step and almost collapsed against her mother.

“Connie, I need to get pads so I’m not leaking everywhere.”

At the mention of leaking Connie looked at the wet stains on her mother’s shirt and started sucking her bottom lip. “I guess.” Then she looked her in the eyes, “But I don’t want to be outside like this. Can’t you stay here with me?”

Her mother gently pushed her down as she motioned towards a pile of dry diapers on her desk. She let her lay down on the floor and grabbed one of them. As she talked she started to change Connie’s diaper. “Look, I need to get them. Every time you look at them you seem to lose yourself. We don’t need that right now do we?” She stopped talking as she gently wiped and cleaned, then started to tape a dry diaper on. When she finished she kept looking down at her. As she did she felt the urge to coddle her rise from the depths of her mind. She smiled as she imagined herself breast feeding her again. Then she caught herself and looked away, “Oh god Connie. You’re right. I just felt it. I really felt it. That feeling that I want this to happen.”

Connie nodded from the floor. “We can’t separate. We need to stay together momma.”

Her mother helped her up into a sitting position and then sat down herself. She kept looking down the hall, past the still open bathroom door, and to the pictures on the walls. Something seemed to be on the tip of her tongue. She was trying to figure out what they could do. “Connie, we really need to go out.”

“No. Use paper towelsez momma. We stay here now.” She crawled towards her, and hugged her. She concentrated as much as she could and looked her mother in the eyes. Then with all the clarity she could muster she said, “Mom we only have a little bit of time left. I want to spend it with you. The real you. Not da momma you’ll be in a few dayses.”

Her mother started to cry as she hugged her back. “You’re right. Let’s do something that we used to do.” She looked down and saw the question in her eyes. “Let’s drink coffee and watch the soaps!”

Connie nodded, and with some help toddled out into the living room. As she passed her bathroom she thought it was odd that she hadn’t used it for so long. The thought that she may never use a toilet again suddenly popped up, and she decided to stop thinking about it. Her mother helped her sit on the couch in front of the TV and then covered her with a blanket. Connie watched as her mother turned on the TV, and then tried to relax as she disappeared to get the coffee.

“Connie? You want a lot of sugar in it?”

Not even thinking about it Connie, shouted back, “Cream, and three sugars mom. And get in here! I need to know what’s been happening on Days of our lives!”

Her mother prepped the cups and brought them into the living room, passed Connie her cup and sat down to watch herself. It took her several minutes to explain every plot that was happening, then she sat back to explain minor points to her.

Connie’s first sip of the coffee had seemed very bitter to her. But instead of stopping, she took a few more sips. As she listened to her mother talk the coffee slowly seemed to get better. Fifteen minutes into the show she was sitting back enjoying the story, not even bothering to make her usual snide comments. She just watched the TV and forgot about the last few days.

Her mother had finished her coffee, and stood, “Want another cup?”

Connie looked down into her cup, “Yeah. I think I will. Thanks mom.”

Her mother grabbed it and took it into the kitchen, just as she sat the cups down she stopped, something was nagging at her. Something seemed wrong. Then she got it. She rushed back into the living room and looked down at her daughter. “Connie! You’re acting like a grown up again!”

Connie looked towards her mother, her face slowly contorted in shock. “Oh my god! You’re right!” She blinked, and realized her eyes were no longer blurry. She tossed the blanket covering her aside and checked her diaper. The “2t” was clearly legible running along the diaper. She bend forward and saw the wetness indicators were unchanged. She jumped up onto her feet and into her mother’s arms. “I can read! And my eyes are better mom!”

Connie’s mother hugged her back, tears of joy ran down her face. “I wonder what happened?” She pulled herself free, and watched as Connie walked back and forth like she was a model. “Was it the coffee?”

Connie thought she knew. “This whole time I’ve been trying to fight it. But when we sat down here, we just acted like we normally would. Like everything was okay! Instead of fighting this we just have to relax, and we’ll be fine!” She ran into her mother’s arms again and they both jumped up and down in happiness.

“Connie! I’m so happy! We should go celebrate!”

Connie nodded, “Sure, but I’m not wearing these.” She motioned towards the diaper on her waist. She knew her panties were gone. “I’m grabbing some of your undies. Then we can hit the town.” She almost skipped as she ran to her mother’s room and untaped the diaper, letting it slide to the floor. She opened her mother’s drawers and pulled out a pair of plain cotton panties, then decided on an entire outfit. She was fully dressed and looking at herself in her mother’s mirror when she felt something.

She grabbed between her legs as she tried to understand what she was feeling. “Shit! I have to piss!” She turned and ran to her mother’s bathroom and pulled down her panties as she sat down. She smiled as she listened to her pee running down into the bowl for the fist time in days. She was wiping when her mother peeked her head in. Connie could see that she was about to say something positive. She grinned, “I know. But remember this is normal. No praise mom.”

Her mother nodded, “Ready to go then?”

Connie pulled her panties and pants back into place. “I am now.” They both walked out into the living room and started to put shoes on. Connie didn’t want to wear Velcro shoes so she slipped her mother’s on instead. They were tight, but livable. “Especially after what I went through.” Connie thought.

Her mother tried to control her urges to congratulate her daughter on everything. “You want anything out of your room?”

She thought back to what her room looked like, “Mom. There’s nothing in there but a bunch of used diapers and infantile shit. I don’t want anything to do with that room till it changes back. If it does.”

“Yeah. I guess I didn’t think about that.”

“It’s okay mom. I haven’t felt this great in a long time! You don’t really know what it’s like to be grown up till your not anymore. Now let’s hit the town!” Connie opened the door and held it open for her mother just because she could. “Let’s hit a coffee shop, I want something exotic!” As she followed her mother out the door she thought she saw something dart behind a tree in her neighbors yard. At first her thought it was nothing, but as she stared she saw some one look towards them from behind the tree. “Hey... Mom... Check it out.” She said as she pointed towards the tree.

Her mother looked concerned, she glanced towards the tree and stared for several seconds before she saw the same thing. “What the hell? Hey! You! What the hell are you doing? Do you want me to call the cops?”

The figure behind the tree stepped out, and walked slowly towards them, after several feet Connie recognized her. “Jenny!” Her friend looked like she hadn’t slept since she had last saw her. She was in the same clothes as the last time they had been together. Connie ran towards her and helped her towards the house. “Get the door ma. We have to help here.”

Jenny weakly smiled at her, “It’s okay. I was just looking.”

Connie almost gagged at the stale smell coming from her friends mouth. “Oh... Dam girl. Why didn’t you brush you teeth or something?”

Jenny laughed, a low and deranged laugh. “Why? I won’t have teeth soon. Who cares?”

Connie looked up at her mother, and saw a look of horror on her face, she almost had Jenny inside when she spoke again, “Jen, we think we may have a way to beat this thing.” Jenny didn’t answer, instead she dropped down onto the floor when she was inside and listened to the door being closed behind her. She squatted down in the middle of the floor and kept sneaking glances towards the bathroom. Connie grabbed her face to get her attention, “I said we may have a cure.”

Jenny laughed again, “Yeah. I don’t care. I just want another five minutes in that room.”

Connie’s mother got down in her face, “Jenny, we need to keep you away from there! Look at Connie, she’s fine right now! Come out to dinner with us!” She stopped talking, then cautiously smelled around her. “But maybe you should change clothes first? You’re a bit ripe.”

Connie started frantically motioning towards her mother to stop talking, “Nothing a bit of perfume and getting out of the house wouldn’t hurt. Let’s just go.”

Jenny popped up off the floor. “Oh?” She tore at her clothes. Pulling things off and tossing them carelessly around the room. As more of her skin was exposed the smell grew worse. “It’s not my clothes. It’s me! I stink! I’m part fucking diaper pail now.” Naked she dropped to Connie’s feet and frantically pawed at her crotch. “I just need the room. And a few more diapers! Come on Connie.... Now...” She finished with a whine.

Connie turned from her and towards her mother. “Grab some clothes, we need to get her out of here!”

Jenny screamed from the floor as she started to stand, and darted towards the hall. Connie tried to grab her, but she was to far away. Her mother managed to grab an arm and tried to pull her back. But Jenny managed to pull herself free. She took off down the hall as Connie’s mother gave close chase. Jenny slowed as she got closer to the bathroom, giving Connie’s mother a chance to grab her again.

Jenny screamed as she grabbed the door frame and tried to pull herself inside. “Let me gooooo!” She managed to thrust an elbow out and knock her captor lose. Just as she turned to slam the door closed she felt herself pushed down hard. She looked up from the floor to see Connie’s mother tackle her.

Connie looked down at her mother and Jenny wrestling on the floor. She was about to go in when her mother yelled out, “Get something to tie her up with! We’ll force her out!”

Connie bounded out of the bathroom, then suddenly remembered something from before. She turned back and started towards the bathroom. “Mom! The towels are off!” She was even with the door and managed to look into her mother’s eyes when Jenny got a leg free and kicked the door closed with a slam.

For a split second Connie stood still and stared. Then she lunged for the knob. She pulled with all her might, but it wouldn’t budge. She twisted and turned, but nothing she would do would cause it to open. “Mom!” She screamed through the door, “Don’t look!” Connie banged on the door, then started to kick it. But it would not move. “Mom!... Please! Answer me!” But there was nothing but silence. Connie slowly slid down the door sobbing as she lost hope for her mother and best friend. After several minutes she thought she heard something. She stood up, “Mom?” she asked quietly. But there was no answer. She gently knocked on the door, to her surprise it opened and she was face to face with her mother. Connie knew what it was like to be under the affects of the mirror. She looked into her mother’s eyes for any sign of hope. “Mom?” she asked.

Her mother looked at her strangely for a second then kissed her on the nose. “Hey sweetie, I was only gone a few minutes. Couldn’t you wait?”

Connie frowned. “Mom? I’m talking. Clearly. Like an adult. Don’t you remember anything from today? Please!”

But her mother acted like she hadn’t even said anything. “I guess my little girl is excited, are you done playing dress up honey?” She reached out and pulled at the shirt Connie was wearing. “Don’t stain up my stuff honey.” Then she stepped past her towards her own bedroom.

Connie felt tears flowing down her cheeks. She looked into the bathroom and saw Jenny, now a plastic diaper pail sitting on the floor. She turned around to make sure her mother was not close, and darted in, one hand on the door to make sure it couldn’t close, and one grabbing at the pail, and sliding it out into the hall. Immediately she opened the lid and grabbed at the diapers inside. She didn’t know what to do with them, she started towards the kitchen when she felt her mother’s arm on her shoulder.

“And what are you doing with those miss?” Her mother asked. Connie started to answer, but her mother cut her off as she held the dry diaper out that Connie had left in her room from earlier. “And what was this doing in my room?” She grabbed the diapers from arms and started back toward Jenny. “I swear, she can barely walk and she’s already a handful.” she said under her breath.

Connie rushed at her, “No! Mom! I’m not a baby! You know that!” She pulled at her mother’s arms, but they seemed to be stronger now. Connie couldn’t budge them. She tried to grab one of the diapers free but she only managed to trip on her own feet as she reached, and nearly fell. She stood still and watched as her mother dropped everything back into Jenny. “Noooo!!” she cried as she watched.

Her mother grabbed the pail, and then reached back and grabbed Connie’s hand. “I think it’s time for your nap baby.”

Connie tried to stand her ground as her mother pulled her down the hall. “Noooo..... Mom! We won! We found out how to fix it!”

“Honestly, if this is how you act after watching some TV, then I don’t think you’ll be watching anymore for the time being. It’s only a nap. It’s not a big deal. You spend most of the day sleeping anyways girl.” Connie bawled as she was pulled into her room. She was finally let go of as her mother walked Jenny towards the wall next to the changing table and started putting the used diapers from earlier inside her. “I can’t believe it let it get that full!” Then she grabbed a new diaper and turned towards Connie. “Now let’s get you in your crib.”

Connie felt dizzy as her mother approached. “No! Mom! It’s not right! I’m not a baby! No Diapees!” Her hand shot to her mouth as she finished. Her mother handed her the diaper and proceeded to take her clothes off.

“I can’t believe you lasted so long without a diaper on. I guess we’re lucky huh?” her mother said in a sickly sweet tone.

Connie couldn’t even speak, as she stood naked in front of her mother again. She caught herself starting to stare at her leaking nipples. She blinked once, and suddenly everything was blurred. She finally collapsed in a heap, her mother barely catching her in time. Connie moaned as her mother carried her, and set her down on the changing table.

“There there baby... It will be alright. Just a diaper I think today. And in a few hours I’ll get you up, and maybe we can try pizza today.”

Connie reached out and grabbed at the face of her mother, “Momma.... Love you...” came out of her mouth, as a barely audible whisper, but her mother heard her .

“And mommy loves you too.... Oh yes she does.”

Connie closed her eyes and cried as her mother diapered her. “We won... We beat it.” kept repeating through her head. But nothing she could say stopped her mother. She felt herself being picked up, and carried. Then felt her weight being set down in her crib. Connie heard something being wound, and gentle music began to play. She opened her eyes as she felt a light kiss on her forehead.

“Nighty night baby. See you soon. Now go to bed.” She stepped back, and closed the side of the crib with a loud click. Then turned and left the room. Connie closed her eyes and wished she was dead.

Connie woke three hours later when her mother came in and roused her. At first she was confused. She knew she had been dreaming again. But instead of remembering the dream, she had forgotten everything. She watched as her mother checked her diaper. “Momma...” creaked from her mouth. That was when she noticed she had a pacifier back between her lips again.

“Well good morning miss pee pee pants! Good to see you awake. Let’s get that diaper changed and we can get you fed.”

Connie groaned as she was forced to sit up, then slide off the mattress. She turned towards the changing mat and saw something blurred sitting next to it. Something that was not a diaper pail. As she got closer her eyes popped. Through the haze she could tell it was Jenny sitting on her butt, with her arms wrapped around her legs. “Jenny!” She cried as she lunged towards her. She got close enough so she could focus on her face and stopped. “Jenny?” she asked. Her friend didn’t move. Connie reached out and touched her, she could feel heat radiating from her flesh. She poked at her smile, hoping to get a reaction.

Her mother watched as Connie played by the diaper pail, after several seconds she reached down and grabbed her. “Enough games. Let’s get that icky diaper off you.” She let her body go limp as she was hoisted into the air, and set down once again on the table. Like a robot she moved her body and did as she was told. The diaper change was faster then any she had ever had. “Wow. That’s not to bad when you’re not fighting me.” her mother exclaimed. “Now can you stay in here while mommy grabs some clean clothes from the dryer?” Connie ignored her, instead she watched as her mother stepped to Jenny, and without noticing anything wrong jammed the used diaper into her mouth. She twisted, and pushed as hard as she could but the diaper refused to go in further. “Dam. I guess it’s to full.” She turned to Connie. “Now show mommy you are a big girl and leave that alone while I get a fresh liner okay?”

Connie absently nodded. Then waited till her mother left the room to toddle towards her friend. She stopped after the first step. Almost falling over. Then tried another. Again she almost fell. She looked down at the diaper and hoped it was the new size hindering her ability to walk. Not that she was regressing more. She felt her body teeter as she stood still, she threw her arms out to balance herself, and succeeded. Then vertigo took over, and she dropped to her padded butt on the floor. “Fuck it.” She thought as she got on her hands and knees and crawled back to her friend. She knelt down in front of her and grabbed the diaper still hanging from her mouth.

As soon as Connie touched it Jenny clamped down on it tightly. Connie pulled harder, “Jennnn.... Wet go! You giwl!” She gave a final tug and the diaper tore apart. Wet jell scattered across the floor as she fell hard onto her back. Connie screwed up her face and started to bawl like a baby. She rolled over onto her belly and started rubbing her ass through the diaper.

“I guess the baby needs her bottle huh?” a rough voice said near her.

She turned her head towards the sound and saw Jenny crawling towards a piece of fluff laying on the floor. As she watched she brought her face down to the floor, and ate it. “Ewwwww!” Connie moaned. Stooooop!”

Jenny looked towards her and laughed. Then she scuttled closer to her. “I think... Cough! Cough! I think baby needs to keep her mouth shut! Or baby might get in trouble!”

Connie got up on her hands and knees and crawled closer to Jenny. “Nooooo Jen Jen! You be good!” Then she latched onto Jenny’s neck and refused to let go.

Jenny laughed menacingly, “Does baby want a ride?” Jenny moved quickly, she grabbed Connie around the chest and held her tight as she stood up. She put her lips close to Connie's ear. “I think you need an attitude adjustment baby! And I know exactly how to do it!”

Connie squeezed Jenny as tight as she could, hoping to cause her to pas out. But her strength was gone. If Jenny wasn’t holding her she would slide down to the floor. “Jennn....” she said quietly. “Be goood...”

Jenny moved towards the door, drunkenly. As if she could barely concentrate. Thoughts popped in and out of her mind as she took slow pained steps. She could only do one thing at once now. When she wanted to talk she had to stop, “Don’t worry. In a minute we’ll both be good.” She started walking again. Connie’s body tensed as they got closer to her bathroom. Jenny stopped again, then cleared her throat. “Yep.” The pace started again. Connie struggled against Jenny’s grip. But there was nothing she could do. Her heart started to pound in her chest as she carried into the bathroom. She started to kick her feet wildly, but it was no use. She felt Jenny’s grip loosen, then without warning she dropped to her feet on the floor. She wavered for just a moment as she concentrated on keeping up, then dropped forward and started to crawl towards the hall. She could see Jenny grabbing the door, and stuck one of her arms out as it swung closed. Jenny squatted next to her, “Naughty baby....” She grabbed her roughly and pulled her back, slamming her into the bathtub. Connie looked up in time to see the door close, and hear a click as Jenny locked the door.

Connie screamed in terror even as she started to feel pleasure and release build in her body. She got on her hands and knees to try and make it to the door, then stopped and stared as Jenny changed in front of her eyes. She watched her body twitch and mold into something wrong, something not human. Then she saw something laying on the floor, “My paci!” She yelled, forgetting about Jenny, and awkwardly reaching for it. When she finally got it in she sat down and played with the towels laying on the floor. Then she knocked over the diaper pail and started crawling around it. She looked up at the mirror, and smiled at her reflection. She saw something else and started trying to get at it in the mirror. Everything seemed to be changing to her. Her thoughts became erratic, almost to fast to understand. Then she lost the ability to discern past and present. Everything she saw was instantly lost when she stopped looking at it. Connie lived for the moment now. She felt tired, and the towels felt warm and comfy. She lay herself down, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Connie woke. Instantly she went from nothing to being fully awake. She refused to open her eyes though, as she tried to decide what was going on. She was sitting up. She could tell that. And as she moved her legs she could tell she wasn’t wearing a diaper. And she felt clothed. Connie moved her head slowly, her neck felt sore from being bent in an unusual position to long. “I’m not a baby.” she cautiously said. Her voice sounded normal to her.

“Yeah. You’re not Connie.” Jenny’s voice said from next to her. There was a loud yawn. “What the hell is going on?”

Connie opened her eyes and looked at her friend, she remembered everything that had happened. But it wasn’t possible. She took in her bearings and saw she was in Jenny’s house. They were both sitting on her couch. She rubbed her neck, “I had the weirdest dream, I was turning into a-”

“Baby...” Jenny cut her off. “And I was a diaper pail.”

Connie shot up onto her feet, “What? We were both sharing the same dream?” Connie tried to think back to what she had dreamt, everything seemed so vivid. But she couldn’t remember how it ended. “What happened at the end of yours?”

Jenny hugged her knees to her chest, “I think I turned completely. I just remember tasting something horrible, then I woke up here. Next to you, on this couch.”

Connie walked towards a window and stared outside thinking. “I was a dream right? How do you feel?”

Jenny stretched out her legs, “I don’t want to eat pissy diapers if that is what you’re asking.”

Connie turned back to her. She didn’t know what to think. She pinched herself, and felt pain, she put her hand in a beam of sunshine and felt heat. “ I don’t think we’re dreaming now. But everything felt so real before.” She walked back to Jenny, enjoying the feeling of nothing between her legs again.

Jenny stood up, “Well I feel like I haven’t eaten in weeks.” She walked into the kitchen, leaving Connie to her own thoughts.

Connie sat back down, and tried to rethink everything that had happened. “It was to long. It seemed like days. I’ve never had a dream like that before.” Then she thought about Jenny having the same dream. “Dam it. Nothing adds up. This is all wrong.” She decided to try and backtrack further. She tried to remember how she had got to Jenny’s house in the first place. “Dam, I can’t remember!” She stood up and started for the kitchen. She pushed open the door, and walked in, “Hey Jenny, when the hell did I come here anyways?” She had been looking towards the table so she didn’t see Jenny at first. Then she saw movement by the sink, she turned to her left and saw Jenny standing oddly still, with her legs spread apart, leaning against the counter. Connie walked closer to her. “Dam girl! You look like you’re really thinking about something. Did you remember how we got here?”

Jenny turned her head back to her. “Yeah.” she stopped as she closed her eyes, and her face went red. “I think I remembered something.” Connie was about to ask what, when she heard a squeak of a fart from under Jenny’s skirt.

“Dang Jen! Maybe you should have been diapered instead!” She laughed lightly as she started to look for something in the fridge to eat. She tried to move fast so she could get out of the room before she could smell Jenny’s fart. But as she closed the fridge a strong sweet antiseptic smell hit her nose. Instantly she was on guard. “Jenny? When did you get Lysol?”

Jenny groaned as she answered. “I didn’t...” Connie’s world seemed to stop as she turned back to her friend. She could tell Jenny was scared. “Connie...” Tears ran down her face. “Something is wrong... I think I’m pooping and I can’t stop!”

Connie moved closer to her and in one swift motion lifted up Jenny’s skirt, praying she wasn’t wearing a diaper. “No!” she screamed mentally. “It’s not real!” When the cloth was out of her way she saw nothing. Jenny didn’t have on a diaper, she didn’t even have panties on. But as Connie dropped the skirt she thought she heard plastic crinkle.

Jenny heard it to, “What the fuck was thatttt?” She said crying. Then her body tensed as it pushed against her will. She felt something solid move from her body, and cried in shame as she fought to stop herself. The pressure relaxed, and she knew she had just made a mess, but she didn’t smell anything. When she looked, there was nothing on the floor. She turned her eyes to Connie, “What the fuck is going on?” She felt another cramp, and then she felt more poop leave her body. But instead of smelling bad, the air again filled with the sweat antiseptic smell. “Oh god! It won’t stop! What the hell is going on?” she screamed as she grunted again.

“Jenny!” Connie screamed. She didn’t understand what was happening. She could see a bulge under the skirt, but that was impossible. There was nothing there to keep it from falling to the floor. She looked Jenny in the face, and could tell she was pleading to know as well. She decided she would have to look. She lifted the dress, and saw exactly what was causing the bump. Connie screamed. She dropped the skirt and flung herself backwards, slamming into the fridge in the process. She looked at Jenny and tried to tell her what was happening, but in her terror she had lost her voice. Her mouth opened and closed, but nothing came out other then course squeaks and whistles. Her mind worked overtime as she tried to think of a way it could be possible. Her entire body felt feverish as it struggled with fight or flight.

Jenny felt her own fear grow as she watched Connie’s reaction. Her own body kept pushing and now her mess was so heavy that it was pulling at the rest of it still inside her. She could feel it sliding out, faster and faster as more of it pulled away from her. Then suddenly it raced out and she heard something finally hit the floor. At the same instant she felt incredibly empty. Jenny got her breath back, then looked down to see what had scared Connie. She stared at the coil on the floor. Her body seized as she slipped into shock. After several seconds manic laughter filled the room as her mind broke and she grabbed at the limp plastic still hanging from her bottom. “I guess that’s why it didn’t stink huh?” She said, holding it up to Connie. “Can you grab me the scissors?”

Connie shock her head. “This isn’t possible! It was a dream! You can’t....” She looked down at the long bluish bag laying on the floor between Jenny’s legs. And at the large diapers she could see inside. She slid to the floor, crying. “But it was a dream!” she screamed. She was crying on the floor when she heard the door from the backyard open, and listened as light steps entered the Kitchen. She looked up, and her stomach sank again at what she saw.

Her own image looked down at her smiling. “Wow. I could hear you all the way outside!” She walked to Jenny, and grabbed the plastic bag from her hands. “And I don’t think I want my baby playing with scissors.” She opened a drawer, and got them herself, then with a clip she separated the full bag from Jenny, and tied a knot on both ends.

Connie watched, moaning, “It was a dream....” over and over while her twin worked.

“Honestly...” She turned to Connie, “Yes... This is a dream. When you wakeup you’ll be right back where you left off. So I’d try to enjoy this if I were you.” She turned back to Jenny, and Connie kept watching as she stuffed the rest of the empty bag back up inside her bottom, then grabbed the bag of dirty diapers and tossed them near the door.

Jenny stood up straight again. She looked at Connie’s twin, “But I’m still hungry!” She looked at the bag on the floor, her mouth watered. “Please! I feel so empty!”

“I know sweetie. But that’s not up to me. Little Connie over there can help you out. As soon as she finishes filling her diaper.”

Connie looked down in shock, her clothes were gone, instead the diapers were back, and she could feel an urgent need to relieve herself build. “No way!” She yelled as she jumped to her feet and made a run for the bathroom. She screamed as she ran, thinking that at any second something would stop her. But nothing did. She made it into the bathroom, and skidded to a stop when she saw the toilet was missing.

“Connie. This is tiring. You know what you have to do. Just get it over with. Poor Jenny is starving.”

Connie’s anger burst and she swung wildly at her, she felt her hand caught easily, then the other as she tried again. “Let us go!”

Her copy laughed. “No. I think I’ll just hold you here for a few minutes. And let nature take it’s course.

“I beat you! I was done! I was grown up!” Connie yelled as she felt her body betray her.

“Yeah. I was worried there. But Jenny helped out in the end. I almost peed myself when she locked you guys in the bathroom together!”

Connie struggled as she felt the diaper suddenly warm, then without being able to stop she started filling it. Her head drooped, and she softly cried. “We beat you... This isn’t right...”

The young woman relaxed her grip, then let Connie drop to the floor. “You won a battle hun. But after that, I won the war. It’s over. Just let it go and slip away.”

Connie looked up from the floor, tears ran down her face as she kept pushing, “I won’t! I’ll keep fighting!”

“Oh? Well, let me remind you what happened after your little bathroom fun.” She made a movement with her hand and Connie suddenly remembered everything that had happened after her short nap. She remembered her mother coming in and finding her, that she had come out of her own fog, and prayed Connie would as well. She remembered the diaper change, and then her mother’s kiss, as she went inside the room herself. And came out much happier. Connie shivered as she remembered going out to eat, and the patronizing looks she and her mother had gotten when other’s saw them. She cringed at the idea that she had been bottle fed in public, then breast fed in private. They had shopped and had fun till Connie had leaked in her stroller, and her mother had been forced to take her home. And after all the fun, she had conked out an hour early for an already early bed time. “It’s already nighttime!” She looked down at the diaper between her legs. Looking for size.

Her twin laughed. “Don’t bother. You’re in 1’s girl. This is it. You’ll wake up in the morning and the end will come before you go back to sleep for the night!”

Connie stood up. The mess in her diaper feeling more horrible then she had ever felt. “But what is the end? What happens?”

Her copy laughed, then waved an arm. The wall of the bathroom fell away and light illuminated the room beyond. Connie struggled to look inside. Then with a squish she stepped forward into it. She could tell instantly she was in her own room. More perverted and infantile then ever. There was no crib. Just a large cot. She pushed down her fear as she toddled closer. There was something in the cot. She could she it. Then the face became clear. “It’s me.” she whispered. Deep down she had known this would happen, but she had refused to believe. She looked down at herself, and smiled. She looked so peaceful. Not a care in the world. She looked up to see her twin, now leading Jenny over next to the changing table. “This is it?”

“Yes. This is what you’ll be. For now. And forever. A big baby for your mother to dote over. You’ll be happy, and so will she.”

Connie felt the tears start, “And Jenny?”

“Jenny will be. That is all. Plastic doesn’t think. Plastic doesn’t know. She will simply be.” she said as she pushed Jenny down into a squat. Jenny’s insane smile was back.

Connie reached down, and caressed her own face, causing a soft coo to rise in the air. She smiled as she wiped some drool away. “And I won’t remember?”

Her twin smiled, with a clean diaper in one hand she patted the changing table with the other. “Nothing. A clean slate. No fear, no need.”

Connie swallowed, kissed herself gently, then walked towards the table. Her body seemed alien to her as she sat down, no longer caring about the mess. She laid back, as her head spun, and her legs came up automatically.

Her twin laughed, “If we do this here it’s the end you know. You have another several hours in the real world to fight me.”

Connie turned her head away and closed her eyes. “I’m tired of fighting. Get it over with.” She listened as the tapes were opened. Then the diaper was lifted away. Her thoughts and memories seemed to grow faint as it was moved away from her. The wipes were warm as they cleaned the mess off her bottom. She thought something seemed wrong about it, but couldn’t put her finger on it. There was a sudden burst of powder, and as the sweet smell entered her nose Connie slipped further away. She no longer knew her name. But she still knew something bad was happening.

“Last chance Connie wonnie... When I give this to the diaper jeni you’ll never come back.” Connie kept quiet. Her twin rolled the diaper closed, and set it down next to her. Then slipped a clean diaper under her and taped it on.

Connie felt herself being pushed up. Then off of the table. She stood shakily looking at the evil version of herself. “What now? One last game before I’m gone?” She said gruffly.

“Sure.” She handed Connie the used diaper. “Throw it out yourself, baby.”

Connie waddled towards Jenny. Now more plastic diaper pail then human. The lid opened as the diaper neared. Connie tried to smile, she looked back at her tormentor. “This is, my choice... I’m not going to play with you any longer. She relaxed her grip and the diaper dropped from her hands.

Connie woke from dream, slipping seamlessly into the real world. She almost felt normal, she tried to sit up but her body wouldn’t respond. Reality popped into existence as she watched her mother carrying something away from her. Connie heard her talking, she sounded like she was crying.

“I’m sorry Connie. I wasn’t there for you. I love you. And I always will. I just wish we would have had more time.”

Connie’s body tightened against the strap holding her down. “Mom is back!” She screamed in her head. She felt happy, then saw what she was about to do. Connie could see the diaper in her hand, and knew exactly what was about to happen. She tried everything she could to get her attention, her legs started to kick feebly as she tried to get her mother to stop. She had one last chance!

Her mother, looked back to Connie. She seemed to have woken up finally from her nap. She dropped the diaper into the trash, and closed the lid as her daughter seemed to relax on the table. Then walked back to her, smiling softly, “Hey Connie! You’re awake finally.” Connie smiled and mouthed stupidly at her own fingers. Her mother sighed, then unclipped the safety strap, and pulled her off the table and set her down in the cot again. She parted her robe and pulled out a dripping breast. As her hungry daughter took it she smiled down at her. “I love you honey.” She wiped tears from her eyes, “I just wish we had one last chance.”