A Mommy's Day Surprise (Patreon)

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"We want to thank you so much for coming here today, Christina," Alexa smiled, leading the woman further into the house, her associate, Bethany, trailing behind them. "We know it's a holiday, so we appreciate you taking the time..."

"Oh, no," Christina blushed. "It's no trouble at all! I really need this job, so I'll do anything! I-I mean..." She squirmed in place, letting out a nervous chuckle. "You're not supposed to admit that, are you? I read all kinds of articles about job interviews, and I'm pretty sure they said not to look desperate, but..."

"It's okay!" Bethany reached forward, rubbing her back. "This isn't a normal job, obviously."

"Thanks," Christina smiled, looking around. "It is a very nice house..."

"Thank you!" Alexa looked back at her. "Our... boss worked very hard on it, and we do what we can."

Christina nodded. "So, I'm guessing there's a home office, or..?"

Alexa smirked knowingly. "Something like that. It's right up here, Christina, just a little further!"

"You can call me Chrissy," Christina offered. "I-I know it doesn't sound as professional, but... Well, nobody really calls me Christina, so it's weird to hear it."

"Whatever you say, Chrissy," Alexa nodded, stopping in front of a door, wrapping a hand around the knob. She looked to Bethany, a tiny, almost imperceptible, nod passing between the two. "Chrissy, I don't want you to be upset... Everything is going to be all right."

Christina frowned, glancing between the other two women. "I-I didn't think any different until you said that," she swallowed.

"This might look a little strange, but it'll be okay," Bethany chimed in, stepping closer, making it harder for Chrissy to run away. 

Alexa opened up the door, letting Christina get a good look inside. "No way!" Chrissy squealed, shaking her head, cheeks bright red. "Is this a prank? Who told you, Ricky?! I'm gonna... Hey!" She'd tried to back out, only to feel Bethany's hands close around her, pushing her forward, keeping her from being able to escape. "Let me go!"

"What are you so upset about, Chrissy?" Alexa teased. "That's a very strange reaction... Unless..." She nodded to Bethany, who guided the smaller girl further inside, stopping in front of the giant crib that seemed to be the centerpiece of the oversized nursery. 

"Let me go!" Chrissy repeated, whimpering as she got a demonstration of how much stronger than her Bethany was, the girl lifting up her slightly to allow Alexa to slide off her shoes and toss them aside, easily avoiding Christina's kicking feet, following them up with Christina's pants, revealing underneath...

"I knew it!" Bethany crowed. "From the moment I saw her, I could tell!"

Chrissy blushed and squirmed as Alexa knelt down, lifting up her shirt, taking a closer look at her shameful secret. "I-It wasn't that obvious, was it?" she gulped. "I-I thought I did a good job hiding them this time, b-but..."

"It's no big accomplishment that Bethany knew," Alexa shrugged. "She knows exactly what they look like, since she has so much practice seeing herself in them."

"Hey!" Bethany stomped her foot, pouting. "You hafta wear them, too!"

"Sometimes," Alexa shrugged. "But what about you, Chrissy? Why did you come to a job interview in a diaper?"

Christina gulped, looking at the two girls. "D-Did Ricky really not tell you? Th-This isn't a joke?"

"I don't even know anyone named that," Alexa replied. "You'll have to tell us all about him... Once I get you into a dry diaper."

Chrissy's face lit up bright red as Bethany squealed, "She's already wet, too?!" before leading her over to the changing table, apparently none of them quite ready to believe what was happening here.

"I-It's a medical condition," Chrissy explained, looking around the room. "I-I just... Sometimes, if I'm nervous, or surprised, I..."

"That's so cute!" Bethany cooed. "Can you believe how lucky we are? I could tell from her picture... I knew she was the one!"

"Oh, no," Chrissy hid her face in her hands. "You couldn't see it in the picture I sent, did you? That's my profile pic, like, everywhere!" 

"You've been showing everyone your diapies!" Bethany teased. "No wonder this Ricky guy found out and made fun of you!"

Alexa sighed, rolled her eyes. "I'm sure nobody really knew... Bethany didn't know for sure, either, or she would have told me that was why she thought you were the right candidate instead of only saying it now."

"I-I'm not!" Chrissy shook her head. "I-I don't know what this is, b-but just because I need diapers, that doesn't mean I belong here in some nursery, like a little baby!"

"Yeah, you do," Bethany countered. "Just look at you!"

Chrissy glanced downwards, seeing the pink and white shirt they'd put her in, the puffy diaper below it with no pants or skirt to hide it... "I-I have a condition!" she protested.

"You're the tiniest little baby I've ever seen," Bethany declared. "I thought I was small, but you're even littler, so if I'm a baby..."

"She is," Alexa interjected, earning a stuck-out tongue.

"Then so are you!" Bethany finished up. "Mommy is gonna love you!"

"W-Wait, Mommy?" Chrissy gulped. "Wh-Who's Mommy?"

"She's our 'boss'," Alexa stepped in. "This is her house."

"You're her present!" Bethany added. "She's the reason we set up this fake job interview! We wanted to get her something super extra special, and she's been saying she wanted another baby, and..." She waved a hand in Chrissy's direction.

"I keep telling you, I'm not a baby!" Chrissy kicked her feet in frustration.

Alexa raised an eyebrow. "Then lift up your shirt," she 'suggested', "Show us your diaper."

Chrissy tugged at the hem of it instead, her thumb bashfully making its way up to her mouth without her noticing. "Y-You can see it..."

"Chrissy," Alexa said, her voice taking on a warning, scolding tone. "You're the smallest one here, which means we're in charge of you. And we're telling you to show us what you did in your nice, fresh diaper that we just put on you not even ten minutes ago."

"I-I didn't do nothin'," she pouted, although there was clearly not much of an alternative to doing as she was told. "That's not fair! I didn't think you could notice! It wasn't that much! You guys are making me nervous, and I told you, that's what...!"

"I didn't notice," Alexa admitted. "But you just told me. "You really are just a silly little baby... It's a good thing you have two big sisters to look after you from now on. I don't know how you've gotten this far without us!"

"I don't need you!" Chrissy huffed. "I'm not a dumb baby like you guys! You can't keep me here!"

She didn't notice the hurt look on Bethany's face until Alexa told her, "I think you need to apologize. I called you silly, not dumb. That's not a nice word, and..."

"But it's true!" Chrissy doubled down. "And you can't keep me here, and..!"

"Chrissy, you need to calm down right now," Alexa snapped, "or you're going in the corner until Mommy gets home."

"This isn't fair!" Chrissy whimpered, bounding desperately. "You can't keep me here in this place, and you can't keep me in the corner like a naughty little toddler!" And yet she was still there, her nose still pointed right at the wall, looking at the incredibly infantile toys surrounding her, that were about to become her main source of amusement if she stayed here. 

"I already told you to keep quiet," Alexa replied. "Every time you open your mouth, the timer is getting reset."

"You can't do that!" Chrissy kicked her feet. "I-I really need..!"

"A pacifier?" Bethany teased. "We can do that... Or you can go back to sucking your thumb."

"I-I don't do that!" Chrissy insisted.

"We have pictures," Bethany chanted.

Chrissy could practically hear Alexa rolling her eyes. "Bethy, stop encouraging her. She's supposed to be quiet and think about what she did... She can't do that if you're antagonizing her." 

"She called me a dumb baby," Bethany sulked.

"You're not dumb," Alexa sighed. "Grades don't mean everything... You did your best."

"You don't understand!" Chrissy groaned, fidgeting frantically. "I-I really need..."

Before she could finish, she was interrupted by the sound of the door opening, and a pair of voices, sounding much sweeter, more innocent, than the ones that had been tormenting her since she arrived, shouting, "Mommy!"

"There my girls are!" a new voice exclaimed. "Were you playing dress-up? What's with these outf...? Who is this?"

"She's your Mommy's Day present!" Bethany declared. "Isn't she perfect?"

"What did you two do?" Mommy asked, sounding likely not quite as excited as the girls had hoped.

"She is!" Alexa added. "You're going to love her! Come on, Chrissy, turn around and meet your new Mommy!"

But it was too late. Chrissy was frozen in place, grunting softly, her thumb back in her mouth despite her insistence she wasn't a thumb-sucker. As all the eyes in the room turned towards her, she could feel the seat of her diaper expanding, starting to droop, giving them all quite a show, she had no doubt.

"See?!" Bethany giggled. "Look at her!"

"Nooo," Chrissy wailed, shaking her head. "Don't! I-It's not my fault! I-I told you that you had to let me go, and..."

"Shh, shh," Mommy stepped over to her, kneeling down beside her. "It's all right, dear... I'm sure this was all very scary, and I'm so sorry for what my daughters did to you... Oh, my," she gave the girl's drooping diaper a pat, Chrissy blushing, looking over her shoulder at it. "Don't worry... I'll get you all cleaned up..."

"You don't understand!" Bethany sulked. "She's a baby! She needs diapers!"

"Is that true?" Mommy asked gently.

Chrissy turned towards her, feeling overwhelmed as she looked into her eyes, seeing how big she was, having a hard time not staring at her massive cleavage, making her feel even smaller and more childish in comparison. "Y-Yeah," she admitted. "B-But not for... I-I don't do... this..." She wiggled her messy bottom. "Th-They said it was a job interview, a-and..."

"It's okay," Mommy wiped her tears away. "You'll be in a nice, fresh diaper in no time..."

"I-It's so pink!" Chrissy blushed, poking at the new diaper. "A-And pink... D-Don't you have anything a little less..?"

"I'm afraid they put you in the last one," Mommy told her. "I'm sorry. Don't worry, once you get up from your nap, they'll have your clothes cleaned up and ironed and looking perfect, and they will have gone out and bought you a nice, new pack of your normal diapers, okay?"

"O-Okay," Chrissy nodded. "I-I guess that's all right..."

"And I'm so sorry I don't have a guest room for you to stay in," Mommy shook her head. "I'm sure this doesn't help, making you stay here..."

Chrissy gave a brave sniff. "I-I'll be okay," she promised.

She watched the three women leave, giving them a few moments to get away from the door before letting the act drop. She couldn't believe this had worked! And so much better than she ever could have imagined... 

She'd been so excited when she'd noticed it at first, when she'd seen something in the background of one of the pictures they'd posted on their site. She'd been a fan of theirs for a long time, but she'd never dreamed they lived anywhere close to her, not until she'd spotted a building that looked very familiar. 

Maybe she could have approached them normally, let them know the truth... But that wasn't really what her fantasy was. She'd kept a close eye on all of them, trying to figure out the right way to do this... And then she'd seen the ad. She hadn't known, at first, this was what it was for, had planned on taking it slow, trying to get the job and then just wearing diapers to work and 'accidentally' getting into situations where they might spot them...

Then, when they'd asked to see her picture, she'd had a brilliant idea. She'd spent hours, working out just the right pose and outfit to show the tiniest hint of her padding, to give them a chance to spot it before she'd even shown up... 

And now, she'd been in their nursery, gotten changed several times, even messed herself! That was very rare for her, but when would she get an opportunity like this again? It was so humiliating, pooping her pants right in front of them, pretending it was an accident, that she couldn't help herself... Just like she'd done with all her other 'accidents' there, except on a much bigger, messier scale.

To be honest, she was glad Mommy was putting a stop to this. One afternoon was a ton of fun, more than she would have even dreamed, but she wasn't sure she wanted it to be permanent, to be a new member of their site, to let so many anonymous people on the Internet see her this way... And yet, thinking about it, she couldn't help herself. She was alone, in a nursery she'd spent so long looking at from her computer monitor, where she'd been moments away from becoming a new resident... It was so hot...

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"See?" Bethany jabbed her finger at the screen. "I told you!"

Mommy sighed, rolled her eyes. "I told you to turn that off, young lady, I don't want... Oh, my." She lowered the arm with the remote in it as she saw the image on the TV. Sure enough, there was the girl she'd 'rescued', hungrily humping a pillow in the crib, tossing aside the nightgown she'd borrowed in her passion.

"We wouldn't have done that to just anyone, Mommy," Alexa said, as Mommy sank down into her chair, watching the screen. "We were going to try to find you a secretary, to help keep the site maintained and all that, but then she applied... It was so obvious she knew about us, and wanted us to do this to her... We'll have to show you the picture she sent us."

"We did our research, too!" Bethany chimed in. "She's been a member of our site for years and years."

"And she's clearly pretty into it," Alexa gestured at the stream from the Nanny cam.

"You're right," Mommy had to admit. "I'm sorry, sweeties... I should have trusted you all along. You're right, she's absolutely perfect. Thank you both so much... She's exactly what we need, around here and for the site."

"You're welcome, Mommy," Bethany grinned as she and her sister were pulled into a hug. "Happy Mommy's Day!"

"Should we tell her we know?" Alexa pondered.

Mommy shrugged. "Maybe eventually. For now, what do you say we go surprise her... Tell her we just wanted to see if the crib was comfortable enough for her, and then spank the daylights out of her when we catch her doing something so very naughty... Little girls don't do that in this house, do they?"

"Of course not, Mommy," the girls giggled innocently, happily hurrying off to welcome their new baby sister to the family.