The Plan - Part 6 (Patreon)

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Bella kicked her feet, nose wrinkling as she was lowered onto the rocking horse, the hard, wooden saddle pushing her loaded double diaper against her bottom in a way that, any other day, she would have enjoyed... Now, after finding out about Rebecca and Roger, it only reminded her of what she was missing out on, having chosen to take this path for her life.

It was a relief to hear the door open, see her Mommy step into the room, knowing that she would put a stop to this, get her changed, hopefully give her an opportunity to put her new plan into action, to get out of here, do a few grown-up things, then come back... eventually.

"Good job, Rebecca!" Bella's Mommy praised her instead, staying at a distance, taking in the sight of the extra-bulky diaper, and the plastic pants, unable to tell, apparently, that Becca hadn't done what she'd been tasked with when they came in here. "Such a big girl, aren't you?"

Not big enough, however, to keep the Amazon from walking over to the girl, unbuttoning her pants, sliding them down while Rebecca was still blushing, trying to sputter out a protest as her black panties were exposed. "Rebecca!" Bella's Mommy's tone changed immediately. "I asked you to put on a Pull-Up if you're going to stay in the house, didn't I? More than once... Honestly, I have tried to be nice about it, but you just continue to ignore the rules, young lady!"

Rebecca crossed her arms, staring up at the giant woman, looking her right in the eye. "I do not need diapers!" she insisted. "Or Pull-Ups! I'm not a baby, like Bella, or my friends!"

For a moment, Bella forgot about Roger, pushing the rocking horse beneath her into motion, feeling the mushy mass in her diaper shifting as she grinned in anticipation; this was going to be a big help. Mommy was definitely about to put Rebecca in her place which was straight into diapers, not trainers. If Bella could get some pics of her rival like that, maybe it would counteract the ones Becca had of her...

Bella's Mommy looked down at Rebecca for a long moment, her arms folding in front of her chest, too, the air thick with tension. Then, to Bella's surprise, the Amazon nodded. "All right," she conceded. "I understand."

"What?!" Bella squealed behind her paci, trying to stop the momentum of her horise... But, of course, now that it had started, that was nearly impossible to do from her position on its back, not when her legs couldn't reach the floor. She'd been certain she was in for a show... And her Mommy had almost immediately caved!

"You know," the woman mused, "I've been looking for a babysitter recently, and you might just fit the bill. It might be nice, having somebody Bella already knows, and is used to. And, really, I think little Bella here is a bit lonely, not seeing her old friends once in a while. All the other littles she has over are either already in diapers, or end up in them in no time flat, but you've managed to avoid that so far. I think she misses being around others who aren't babies like her... And it seems like you fit the bill."

"But she didn't even change me!" Bella fumed, squirming on her horse, the pacifier muffling her words as she wriggled in place helplessly.

"Someone's cranky," Becca giggled.

"She hasn't had her lunch yet," Mommy confided, already talking to the girl like more of an equal. "Why don't we all go eat some?"

Lunch was supposed to be a triumph for Bella; by now, all of her 'friends' should have been diapered, demoted well beneath even her level of maturity. Sam was in diapers, yes, though she got a normal chair, while Emma was in Pull-Ups, and Rebecca still got to wear her big girl panties as she smugly led Bella to the dining room by the hand, offering to feed her herself.

Emma picked at her food, barely eating anything. Sam kept looking up at Bella poutily, Bella thinking she was mad at her for landing her in her current position... She seemed to be getting distracted, however, spilling food everywhere, until Bella's Mommy finally took charge, stripping the girl down to her diaper, tying a bib around her neck, and giving her a bowl of Bella's baby food instead of the grilled cheese, carrot sticks, and applesauce everyone else got.

"No fair!" Sam whined... Yet, her eating got much less messy from then on.

Bella had plenty of time to take it all in, having nothing else to do, except swallow automatically as Rebecca shovelled spoonful after spoonful of baby food into her mouth, fantasizing about Roger taking her out to some big, fancy restaurant instead, then going back to his place...

She shifted in her seat, noticing that Rebecca had stopped. For a split second, she thought she'd finished her bowl, before tilting her head down, seeing there was plenty left. Then, she felt something happening in her diaper, cheeks darkening. She was messing herself, again... And, apparently, Becca had known even before she had. Once her grunting and pushing was done, Becca happily returned to feeding her.

Bella's mood hadn't improved after lunch, though, of course, Rebecca popped the pacifier back in before she could tell her Mommy what was wrong, ask for a change. "I know what's going on," the Amazon winked. "She wants a little treat..."

She picked Bella up, one huge hand on the seat of the girl's double diapers, giving them a knowing pat, while the other reached for the buttons on her shirt... "No!" Bella shook her head, reaching out, trying to close the buttons. She heard Becca giggling, knew the girl had already figured it out, was now aware that Bella got breastfed, still...

To her surprise, however, Rebecca put a stop to it. "Maybe she just needs a nap," she suggested.

"You might be right," the Amazon nodded. "Very perceptive, Rebecca! Now, who else needs a nap?" Sam immediately raised her hand, then blushed. Emma yawned, eyes blinking as she shook her head, trying to deny it. "Why don't we all go up to the nursery?"

"I'm not tired!" Emma whined.

"Then go play with the teddies," Bella's Mommy suggested, as she searched through Bella's closet, looking for a footed sleeper to fit Sam. Emma curled up with the soft, fluffy stuffed toys... And, in a few moments, she was fast asleep.

Rebecca giggled, glancing over at her before helping Bella into a sleeper of her own, diaper still unchanged. Becca tucked her into the crib, next to Sam, then, at last, after kissing her on the forehead, Mommy removed the pacifier.

"Mommy, I need a change!" Bella exclaimed.

"Don't be silly," Mommy chuckled. "Rebecca just changed you! You can be a little soggy for your nap, it'll be okay."

"No, Mommy!" Bella groaned. "I..."

But Becca and her Mommy were already on their way out, flipping off the lights, leaving her there, still stinky beneath her PJs with a pleasant, "Good night, girls!" 

Bella huffed, turning to face the wall, wanting to be alone with her thoughts. In the dark, she could hear Sam moving beside her, ignored the girl... Until she felt her arms closing around her. "You are such a cute baby," Sam whispered. "I-I think I wanna be a baby, just like you." Her hand slid over the fuzzy sleeper, down to the diaper... Then paused. "Are you messy again?" she giggled, giving the mushy lump a press. "I-I kinda want to try that... Maybe... Here in the crib?"

Normally, Bella would have been thrilled, seeing her plan working on at least one of the girls; now, she huffed. "You won't get a change until naptime is over," she informed Sam coldly. She should have loved having someone to share her crib, who was willingly playing baby with her... All she could think about, however, was Rebecca and Roger, together, in a real bed, doing really grown-up things... And here she was, tucked into a crib that was too tall for her to climb out of by herself, in a dirty diaper that Rebecca herself had put her into.

"You don't have to be embarrassed," Sam told her, her words sounding so similar to things Bella had told other people over the years. "Lots of littles love to be babies, and there's nothing wrong with that!" She gave Bella a tickle, and, despite her best efforts, Bella giggled, giving in as Sam wrestled with her, their diapers crinkling loudly as they moved. 

She could tell it wasn't completely innocent... She saw Sam rubbing her diaper when she could, or grinding it against some of the toys Bella had in her crib... And, when Bella lost out to their play-fighting, Sam straddled her, her diaper resting on top of Bella's squishy one, the crinkling growing quite intense for a few moments before Sam let out a trembling moan, sliding back off with a satisfied smile, and falling asleep within seconds.

Part of Bella wished that had been Rebecca beside her, doing that... At the very least, she'd never be able to be with Roger again without thinking about this. She reached down, touching her own diaper through her PJs, but she couldn't feel much through the doubled padding, the pajamas, the plastic pants... Except that, apparently, she'd wet herself at some point, too.

She squirmed, wondering if perhaps the opposite had happened... Rather than her making Becca think of diapers whenever she was with Roger, was she going to be thinking about Rebecca and Roger any time she tried to enjoy herself in her diapers from now on? Had these thoughts Becca had put into her mind ruined this for her, shown her how silly this 'ideal life' she'd thought she had for herself really was?