Little Again (Patreon)

A one-off caption for Invada.  Picture property of ABDreams. 

This was not how Apple had planned to spend this summer, the last one before college... If her friends could see her now, she knew they'd never let her live this down, but they were mostly busy with their summer jobs, so she didn't have to worry too much about that. Part of her felt a little guilty for not doing the same, especially when her parents asked what she had done that day, and she had to either lie and say she'd hung out with friends, or gone looking for work, though she knew she'd only be able to stick with any job she might get for a month or so now.

So, instead, she was doing this... It was all still so new that she couldn't help blushing as she scurried back to her room once her parents were off to work, digging back into the far corner to pull out the package of diapers. She'd only recently bought them - and it hadn't been much longer before that when she'd stumbled across the pictures online, and thought she might want to do so - and, really, it was kind of her duty now to use them. She didn't want to leave them here when she went off to college, for fear of her mother finding them while she was away, and she definitely didn't want to take them with her there, where she'd be sharing a pretty small room with another girl. 

It was her only option, if she thought about it that way. She might not be getting paid, but it was her job to dispose of all the evidence of her impulse buy, her desire to give this a shot... So, she pretty much had to tape herself into the diaper, and pull her PJ shorts up over it, and go curl up on the couch to watch cartoons on the kids' channel all day. She knew it was silly, that she was the closest she'd ever been to being considered a real adult, and if anyone were to catch her this way, she'd be mortified, yet it was all so soothing... She caught herself, quite quickly, learning all the theme songs to the shows and humming along, and even sucking her thumb without really thinking about it.

It was so nice that, when she noticed she was going to run out of diapers before she had to leave for college, she couldn't help getting online and shopping for more. She'd bought cheap ones this time, unsure if she'd like them in reality as much as in concept, though now, she was willing to use some of her graduation money to buy some thicker, cuter ones. They were quite a bit more expensive, and would be even harder to explain if she didn't use them all up, or hide them well enough when she went away to school, but she'd gotten a taste for it now.

While she was searching for the right ones, looking through reviews, and photos, online, she happened across a strange page, one devoid of any pictures, and barely any words. She almost assumed it was a pop-up, or a link she'd accidentally clicked in her frenzy to get all the info she could, and had just now gotten around to actually opening, and almost closed it before her eyes skimmed across the few words on it.

"Want to feel more little?" it asked. She did, of course - that was the whole point of all this - and, when she right clicked the link at the end to see what kind of file it was, it was an MP3. Surely that was harmless enough... She didn't think it would really do anything, but something drew her to that link, and then, once she'd downloaded it, to the file...

The next morning, she woke up, later than usual, in nothing but a diaper. Immediately, she was confused - once her parents got home from work, she took off her diaper, and didn't put one on again until the next day, because she was still nervous about wearing in front of anyone else - until she recalled the file. Had it worked, maybe? Did it make her feel more little by subconsciously urging her to wear her diapers?

She reached down, giving the padding a little poke, cheeks reddening as she realized it was wet... No, actually, soaked. It didn't worry her as much as it perhaps should have, since, as a kid, she'd been a bedwetter. It was part of the reason she was so surprised that she had this desire... She had slept in diapers before, when she was younger, so feeling the need to wear them again now seemed odd; wetting them when she wore them overnight was less so. Her body had, probably, just recognized the feeling and gone back to its old tricks. Hopefully, as long as she didn't wear them to bed again, she'd be fine.

It was warm enough that day that, after changing into a fresh diaper, she decided not to put her PJs back on, opting, instead, for a shirt. Her parents were definitely gone already, after all, and nobody else would be around to see her... She did grab a blanket to take with her, just in case. It was nerve-wracking, at first, to step out of her room like that, although she got used to it in no time, almost before she'd reached the kitchen to make herself some breakfast. She didn't feel like cooking, so, despite not usually being that big of a fan of them, she poured herself a bowl of Cheerios, the box appealing to her for some reason. 

She was glad it did, too, since, once she pulled it out of the cupboard, she noticed her old sippy cup behind it. She rinsed it out and headed to the fridge for some juice to fill it with. Unfortunately, the only kind in there was some icky, purple prune juice that her mother had bought, but, since there was no milk, either, and water seemed too plain and boring, she went with it anyway, thinking it had to be better than nothing.

She took everything into the living room with her, snuggling with her blanket as she watched her cartoons, eating her cereal with her hands, and occasionally sipping on her juice. The shows seemed more engrossing than usual, and, at parts, scarier, making her glad for her blanket to comfort her if it got too bad. After one particularly spooky bit, she noticed her diaper felt a little warmer, and damp, although it took a moment or two before she realized what that meant - she'd had a genuine accident. She glanced down at the poofy garment between her legs, worrying that she was getting too used to them, and that, if she wasn't careful, it was going to be a big problem for her when she had to go away to school.

Maybe it was a good thing she hadn't ordered those diapers last night... Maybe, once she was done with this pack, she should give it a rest, until, hopefully, next summer. She was going through them even quicker than usual today, she thought, as she started to stand up to go get changed, only to notice the show on TV again, slowly sitting back down and grabbing her sippy cup again as it pulled her back in, not bothered at all as the diaper squished damply beneath her.

There was something else to bother her, however, as the show continued on, making her fidget in her seat uncertainly. Her tummy was a bit tingly, even hurt a little... There was something she was supposed to do about that, she knew, but she couldn't quite remember what, especially with the TV on, distracting her. She did her best to concentrate, to work it out... Until she felt something happening in her diaper, something beyond a little wetness.

Quickly, she stood up, which was the the wrong move. It began happening even faster, her body bending over slightly, taking over, making her grunt and groan as it filled her diaper, making it sag slightly between her legs as she messed herself. She knew she should probably be freaked out a little, that she hadn't done that in her diaper since she was actually a baby, hadn't even seriously considered it, although it had been a thought, in the back of her mind, since buying these diapers...

But, strangely, it didn't really bother her. It was pretty natural, she thought. It just happened sometimes... And, anyway, her show was just getting good, so, without thinking, she sat back down, blushing and wrinkling her nose as her bottom sank into the mushy mass in her pants.

She barely heard the sound of the front door unlocking, and opening, the noise processing in her mind a mere moment before she heard a voice, one that was instantly familiar, even if she hadn't heard it in years. "Hello? Hey! I'm so sorry I'm late! Did you have breakfast yet?" 

She hadn't seen Kelly in a long time, had barely thought about her for years, but, almost more than anything else that had happened, seeing her face peeking into the living room made her feel little, like she was 8 again, being taken care of in the summers by the girl, who had always seemed so grown-up and sophisticated, even though, now, Apple knew she had just been a high schooler. It was difficult to tell now if Kelly still was that age or not... She looked younger than she should have, maybe, while still looking so much more adult than Apple felt, although, sitting there on the couch, shifting uncomfortably in her diaper, hearing it crinkle beneath her, it was hard to accurately judge anyone else's level of maturity.

"What was that?" Kelly asked, stepping closer and grabbing Apple's blanket before the girl could snatch it away. "Are you still in your diaper? I thought your parents said you only used them to bed. Wait..." The babysitter sniffed the air, making the girl wiggle in her seat even more. "Apple? Don't tell me you..." Kelly giggled, grabbing Apple's arm and easily pulling her up from the couch, in the same motion spinning her aroun, leaving the girl open so she could tug out the back of her diaper. "Uh-oh... Aww, don't worry, sweetie, we'll get you all cleaned up. Accidents happens sometimes." 

Apple sniffled a little, and nodded, feeling embarrassed, but probably not nearly as much as she should have, as Kelly led her to the bathroom to get her cleaned up. "So," Kelly said cheerfully, clearly trying to distract her, "I was thinking we could go to the pool today since it's so hot out. Do you think we should pick up some swim diapers on the way?"

Apple blushed, unsure how to answer. Part of her did like the idea of that, but, at the same time, she couldn't imagine going to the pool - where some of her friends were lifeguards - in a swim diaper. Kelly had given her a choice, although she knew that, probably, it was like most 'choices' offered to little kids, where there was only one real option. She wasn't able to even bring herself to try to say, "No," however.

It was probably for the best, since Kelly continued with, "I think it would be for the best," a moment or two later. She put Apple into a fresh diaper, and a pair of shorts that did nothing to hide the bulge of the diaper beneath, or even the waistband peeking out the top, and led her outside, mortified at leaving the house like that, much less going to buy more diapers. To her surprise, though, nobody seemed to give her a second look, or find anything strange about it...

Not even her friend, Jessica, at the pool. She'd done her best to avoid her gaze, then she just happened to get out of the pool at the same time as the other girl was climbing down from the lifeguard chair. Quickly, Apple turned, trying to run away, only to hear a whistle and a, "Hey!" before feeling a hand on her shoulder. She blushed and turned, looking sheepishly up at her friend. "I know you might not be able to read the signs yet," Jessica told her, "but no running, okay? You might fall and hurt yourself."

The girl didn't seem to recognize her, or, like anyone else, think it was weird that she was running around in a tankini top and swim diaper. When Apple nodded, Jessica just smiled and booped her on the nose before sending her on her way.

Was this real? Was she dreaming? Had that file made her no only feel little, but actually become little again? And, if it had, how long would it last? Was she going to have to grow up again, or would she wake up the next morning, another day closer to going off to college and having to become an adult? She didn't know, and wasn't even certain what she wanted to be true... And, for now, it didn't really matter. For now, all she had to worry about was toddling - slowly, so she didn't get in trouble - over to Kelly and getting a change so she could go splash around in the pool some more.