Adventures In Ed Sitting Pt.4 (Pixiv Fanbox)

Sarah and Jimmy walked together as the boy with braces pushed a stroller which contained the blue haired Kanker. Unbeknownst to the two youngsters, Marie's diaper was saturated, but she did not alert them to her current soggy state. She was so much more interested in her surroundings and gazed at the various houses which lined the cul-de-sac while she laid back in the carriage. Nearby, the blond diva of the neighborhood emerged from her house. She did a few stretches on her doorstep and stood up straight. That's when she noticed the large baby pram and called out to the two tykes. "Woah dudes. Who's that in the stroller?" Sarah sighed as Jimmy smiled and pushed the pram towards Nazz. "It's our new baby!" Jimmy jubilantly stated. “Yeah, bought the brat off of Eddy for fifty cents." Sarah added. "Umm, is she okay?" Nazz looked down at a drooling Marie. "She's fine." Sarah reached in and patted the teen's diaper. "Maybe a little wet." "Eww, gross!" Nazz exclaimed, feeling repulsed. “That's what babies do, missy." “Jimmy's right. We need to go find a towel and get her changed." Sarah explained. "I have some diapers you can have. I am a babysitter after all." The redhead was getting a bit annoyed by Nazz. Always stealing Double D's attention and now trying to one up her baby caring skills. 'She really needs an attitude adjustment.' Sarah thought. Then she remembered that she had the bizarre remote which made May and Marie mentally infantile. "Thanks, Nazz. Can we change her in your house?" Sarah smiled a fake, toothy grin. “Yeah, I guess. Just make sure she doesn't leak on my carpet." Nazz led the two children and their oversized teen baby into her home. Jimmy had some trouble getting the carriage up the lone doorstep, but with Sarah's help, he got her through the door and inside. Marie started wailing, her wet diaper had grown clammy against her crotch. "Sarah! Do something. She's so loud!" Jimmy whined. “It's okay, little dude. I got this." Nazz quickly scooped up the crying Kanker from the pram and took her over to the coffee table. "Stop showing off!" Sarah snapped. "What's your problem?" Nazz turned around holding Marie on her side. It was an awkward sight. The blond balancing a girl that was as tall as her on her hip. “I'm tired of you trying to act like you're better than me!" Sarah pointed the remote towards her blond rival. Nazz started laughing. "The TV's over there, dude." Sarah merely smiled, enjoying just how oblivious the blond bimbo was to the power that she wielded in her hand. The redhead slowly raised her left index finger up and then slammed it down upon the large, red button on the red remote. "Bye bye." A beam of light shot out at Nazz, enveloping her and causing the blond to drop Marie. The startled Kanker fell on the carpet with a squish and watched the light manipulate Nazz's clothes. "What the-!" Nazz cried out. Her blue pants crept up her slender legs and started wrinkling and crinkling as they turned into plastic. The blue material not only began to make crunching and crinkly noises, it also turned a shiny shade of white while bunching up between her legs. Meanwhile, her shirt started to shrink, turning into a bib. A pacifier mysterious manifested itself into the teen's mouth. She took unsteady steps backwards, trying to escape the beam. However, she tripped over what was left of her shoes and fell onto the very coffee table that moments earlier she had planned to change Marie on. In an instant the table, affected by the beam, grew taller, filling with baby supplies, growing a padded top, and a mobile sprouted out of nowhere over the changing table. Soon the beam faded and revealed the results of the transformation which had mostly obscured by the bright light; Nazz laid on her front, atop the former coffee table turned padded changing table, her brain a thousand miles away. The baby brained teen blinked dumbly and started to use her tongue to explore the angles and curves of the bulbous silicone teat which now occupied her toothless maw. The binky's bulb caused her to feel every detail of her gum's various smooth ridges and bumps. Saliva aided her suckling as she started to drool slightly, spittle leaving her mouth from around the shield of the pacifier and coated her chin and bib in drool. "Sarah!?" Jimmy cried. "What did you do?!" "Made us another dolly, silly."