Gap Year - Chapter 9 (Patreon)

"No way!" Danielle was woken by the sound of giggling, and snaps popping. "It really is you!"

Dani groaned, eyes opening to the very sight that had kept her up for so long the night before, that she'd been dreading the whole time, hoping it was some cruel joke... But, no, here it was, the next morning... And SHE was there, standing beside her bed, smirking.

"I thought it was a joke," Vivien said. "Or someone with the same name as you... But here you are!" She reached out, gave Dani's padded bottom a poke, making the girl realize, in all her tossing and turning, her blankets had bunched up, leaving her backside exposed... And showing off her diaper, Vivi having yanked open the snaps on the crotch of the sleeper to expose it. "Eww! You really are wet!"

"Shut up, Vivi," Dani groaned, yanking her blankets out of her babysitter's grip. "No, I'm not!"

"Danielle," Vivien put her hands on her hips, staring down at her. "I've been sitting long enough to know what a soggy diaper looks and feels like... And you're old enough to know better than to fib, aren't you?"

Dani gulped, recalling what her mother had told her about what was going to happen, about Vivien being allowed to punish her if, and how, she saw fit. "Okay, I'm wet," she confessed. "Vivi..."

"It also wasn't very nice of you to tell me to shut up, was it?" Vivien asked. "You're not getting off on the right foot today, are you?"

Danielle sat up, looking up at Vivien. Part of her was loathe to tell the girl she was sorry for anything; another part knew she should have apologized to her a long time ago, that, perhaps, if she had, things would never have gotten as bad as they had with her.

It had all started back when they weren't much older than Tessa, and in the same class. They were always the smallest kids in class, always getting picked on by the bigger children... If they'd teamed up, helped each other out, maybe it would have gone easier for both of them. 

Danielle knew it was her fault, that she'd started it. She was the littlest, between the two, so, if the teachers weren't around at recess, the other girls loved calling her a baby, taking her things and holding them out of reach... Until, one day, she'd had enough.

"I'm not the baby!" she'd insisted. "Vivi still wears Pull-Ups!"

She didn't know that for sure, but she had seen them in the girl's backpack one day, without her knowing. She'd kept it secret for a while, feeling bad for her... It was all she had, however, to get the focus off of herself.

"Yeah, right," the girl who had been teasing her had said. "I bet you're the one who does that!"

"No, I'm not!" Dani had told them, stomping her foot. "Vivi does!"

But there was only one way they would know that for certain... And, if Danielle didn't want it to happen to her, instead, she was the one who had to do it. She could still remember Vivien sitting there on the playground, off by herself, how happy she'd been to see someone approaching her, thinking she wanted to be friends, standing up and waving...

And, it turned out, Danielle had been right. When she yanked the girl's shorts down, sure enough, there was a Pull-Up underneath, designs faded. Vivi had run crying to the teacher, which hadn't done much for her reputation among the rest of the class, and that had been the one time Dani had gotten in trouble at school, though she'd felt so bad about it, all the principal and her parents had done was send her home early that day with a stern talking-to.

The tables had definitely turned now... Now, Dani was the one sitting there, pants wet, but in a diaper, and with the other girl now completely in charge of her. But it hadn't taken until now for it to happen.

Dani could hardly blame Vivi for being mad at her, for not talking to her for the rest of the year. By the start of the next year, she was out of Pull-Ups, and had gotten another inch or two on Dani... And was ready to use it. Danielle was really the one person in their class she could lord her size over, and she was happy to do so, making fun of Danielle every chance she got, even though the difference between them wasn't that big, doing everything she could to make the rest of their classmates forget that she'd been the one who had been such a late potty trainer.

"This is too good," Vivien shook her head. "Just look at you! You thought it was sooo funny I was in Pull-Ups in elementary school, but you should be in college now, and here you are, in full-blown diapers... And not for 'just in case', either."

"Nuh-uh!" Danielle lied defensively, although she wasn't sure why.

"That's not what your Mommy told me," Vivi grinned. "She told me you can't even control your poopies anymore! I almost feel bad about that... I mean, as much as I don't want to have to change you, I hope I get a chance to see you squat down and helplessly fill your pants like the baby I've always known you are, but I guess there's no guarantee of that, is there?"

Danielle hid her face, cheeks burning at the thought of that happening, at the knowledge that Vivi was right... There was no way to know for sure if that would happen. She could do her best to stop it, to go while she was at daycare, and she knew Miss Katie would take care of it, but it was really up to her body.

"And Dani?" Vivi peeled her hands away, forcing her to look her in the eye. "That's another fib, soggy-butt. You're just begging for a punishment at this rate."

"I-I'm sorry!" Danielle finally said. 

"Not good enough," Vivien shrugged, dragging her off the bed, sleeper hanging open, cool air blowing in, and across her soggy diaper.

"Wh-What are you gonna do to me?" Dani sniffled, feeling her diaper warm, swelling slightly as she dribbled into it, happy that Vivi was too distracted, leading her through the house, to notice, her mind racing with the possibilities.

"I'll take it easy on you... This time," Vivien said as they reached the living room, pushing her into the corner. "Don't think you're only getting away with time-outs if you keep acting like a brat, though..." She gave Danielle's diaper a swat, paused. "Wait, did you pee yourself again?!"

Danielle shifted her weight, glad she was looking away so Vivi didn't see her reaction. She could see why her mother had hired her... She must have plenty of experience, noticing that after the fact this way. That was going to make her all the worse to have to deal with, however.

"You've been up literally two minutes, Dani!" Vivien reminded her. "And you went an awful lot in your sleep... You really do need these diapers, don't you?"

Danielle blushed, and stayed staring at the wall, but that wasn't enough for Vivi. She reached in, grabbed the girl by the chin, turning her head. "Don't you, Dani?" she demanded.

Danielle wanted to deny it again, to shake her head... She'd already been put into the corner for lying, though, and threatened with worse if she didn't behave herself. "Y-Yes, Vivi," she mumbled.

"That's what I like to hear," Vivien nodded. She hurried over to a diaper bag by the sofa - one she must have brought, since it wasn't one of Dani's, or Tessa's - bending over and rifling through it, coming out with a large, pink pacifier, pushing it into Dani's mouth. "That's better... It's way harder for you to lie when you're sucking on your paci, isn't it? I wish I'd had one of these when we were in school to keep you from going crying to the teachers every time I hurt your feelings, even though you started it."

"I-I'm sorry," Danielle told her again, shocked at how much the nipple mangled her words.

"No, silly," Vivi shook her head. "I gave you this," she tapped the pacifier's shield, "so I wouldn't have to listen to you. There's no need to speak... Little girls who can't keep their pants dry don't have anything useful to say anyway. You just stay here and think about how you're going to behave from now on, and I'm going to get your sister ready for school."

Dani nodded meekly, but, as she did, she couldn't help noticing something. While she'd been in her bed, Vivi had looked so huge, so imposing... And, in the rush of being brought out here, put in the corner, that had continued. Now that she'd had a moment to calm down - the pacifier helping with that, to her surprise - she realized that wasn't entirely true.

Vivien was taller than her, like she always had been, but the difference wasn't as big as she'd thought, especially since she was wearing shoes, and Dani wasn't. With them, Danielle wasn't sure it would even be noticeable. 

"Good," Vivien patted her on the head. "Nose in the corner."

Dani's eyes drifted away, however, following Vivien out of the living room, feeling more and more certain she was right as she watched her go. Vivien would absolutely fit into her baby clothes, and her diapers... And she'd fit right in at the daycare, too. It would be pretty hard for her to tell their former classmates, and bully her about this, if she was right there alongside Dani... It was just a matter of figuring out how to make that happen...