Love Your Enemy - Part 3 (Patreon)

It had been too good to be true; a stable, full time babysitting gig that paid that well clearly was going to have some catches. Lolette had known that, but she'd been so desperate to find something she could earn a decent amount of money at, where her boss wouldn't care that she'd been on the verge of flunking out of college, if she wasn't planning on dropping out instead, she hadn't cared.

Of course, when she'd seen who the 'baby' was, she'd begun to get a little more concerned. By then, she'd spoken with the girl's 'mother' on the phone several times, and practically had the job, so she'd already stopped going to classes. Even if she wanted to try going back now, she was past the point of no return.

And things had started out fine enough... Apple was decidedly not a toddler, and, despite being a year younger than Lolette, she was bigger than her, which made her job difficult at times, but the pay was good enough to make up for all of that. Then, one day, as Lolette had been getting ready to leave, Apple's mommy stopped her to show her a picture the girl had drawn.

It looked like an actual child had drawn it, but the woman assured Lolette that the taller figure in the picture was her, and that it meant Apple looked at her as an older sister. It was sweet, Lolette supposed... At least, until she got to work the next day, and the girl's mommy had an outfit waiting for her to change into, complete with Pull-Ups. "Umm, what is this?" Lolette had blushed, staring at the short, childish dress.

"I told you," the woman shook her head, as if it had been obvious. "Apple wants you to be her big sister."

"I can do that dressed like I am," Lolette insisted. The picture, however, when she was shown it again, did have a crudely drawn representation of this dress, and what might have been construed as the designs on the Pull-Up underneath. "Well, I'm not wearing those!" she put her foot down at the training pants.

"It is your job to give my daughter what she wants," the woman told her coldly. "If you can't do that, you can find work somewhere else... Without me as a reference."

Lolette knew she wasn't going to find anything else that paid nearly as well as this, especially since this was her only experience as an adult, so, reluctantly, she'd dressed up like a toddler, and spent the rest of the day like that. Taking care of Apple, while the girl was so much taller than her, was odd enough as it was; doing it while in Pull-Ups, and a dress short enough to show those off whenever she moved was just absurd. 

It didn't help that Apple sometimes just decided not to do as she was told. Before, she'd been obedient, mostly, but now, if she didn't want to do something, she just didn't, and Lolette quickly discovered she had no way of making the larger girl do anything, other than bribing her with candy. Worst of all, a few days later, when Lolette tried to excuse herself to go use the bathroom, Apple had physically blocked the door, producing a pink, plastic potty. When Lolette tried to push past her, Apple had pushed her to the floor and tickled her mercilessly until she wet herself.

Apple had been all too eager to tattle on her sitter when her mommy got home. "I thought she'd make a good big sister, but maybe I was wrong," the girl shrugged innocently, handing over another picture while Lolette fidgeted, blushing, trying to get a word in edgewise and tell what had really happened.

The purpose of this picture was much clearer... In it, there were two girls, both dressed the same, both in diapers. "No way!" Lolette shook her head, eyeing the door. But, as she had every morning since the first picture, Apple's mommy had taken her real clothes, and, with them, the keys to her car.... And, if she was no match for Apple, Lolette was basically a real infant when it came to fighting her mommy.

She'd thought the training pants were bad, but diapers - especially the ones Apple wore - were far worse, so thick that Lolette could barely walk in them, much less hope to hide them if they were playing in the living room when a delivery man came. Of course, since she was now Apple's equal, she couldn't also be her sitter, so Apple's mommy hired a new sitter, a large, scary woman who was all too happy to give Lolette a spanking, corner time, or a mouth soaping depending on whatever fib Apple told about her.

Lolette would have happily quit, and never returned, but she hadn't been allowed to go home since she'd been demoted to diapers - twins should stay together all the time, according to Apple - and the new sitter refused to help her out and hand over her actual, adult clothes, or just the keys from the pockets... And Apple's - now Lolette's, too - mommy definitely wasn't going to.

Lolette lost track of time, so it came as a complete surprise to her when their sitter announced that they were going to spend the day making Valentines for their mommy, and each other. At first, Lolette tried writing a plea to her former employer, telling her she was sorry, and that she wanted to go back to being a big girl, but her sitter had thrown it away without even reading it. "Adults can't read your silly baby scribbles," she said. "Draw a nice picture, like your sister."

A picture?! Lolette's blood ran cold at the sound of that word... Surely, it couldn't be another of those pictures... Could it? What else could Apple possibly want?! She was so preoccupied with worrying about that, her own - not so great to begin with - artistic efforts came out even worse than they normally would have. When the sitter announced it was time to exchange cards, Lolette bashfully handed over her crookedly drawn hearts, her eyes widening as she saw the expression on Apple's face.

"I drew mommy one just like it," Apple declared proudly as Lolette slowly opened the card, seeing a pair of stick figures. It looked a lot like the first drawing, with one girl in a dress and Pull-Ups, the other in diapers... Only, this time, it wasn't Lolette wearing the dress. "You're going to be a great baby sister!"