Courtney's New Nanny - Chapter 3 (Patreon)

Courtney really should have known better. "This is our last day together, by ourselves," Danica had said. "We might as well celebrate, right? Hasn't this been fun?"

'Fun' was definitely not the word Courtney would have chosen, but she'd nodded anyway, went along with it so she could stay up past her frankly ridiculous bedtime with her nanny's approval, without having to constantly worry that she'd been walked in on and punished for being awake.

She somehow didn't put it together what the consequences of that would be, or how used to going to sleep earlier she was, or how late she'd sleep in if she was awake longer. To be fair, she wasn't certain when, exactly, her parents would get home; she knew when their original flight had been scheduled for, but, as usual, there were changes and delays, and Danica hadn't kept her updated with any more specific information about them than that.

So it wasn't until she heard her mother sniff and ask, "What smells in here?" that her nanny's plan, as obvious as it should have been, revealed itself to her.

She blinked, squirmed, listening to her diaper crinkle, feeling the now all-too familiar sensation of cool mush shifting beneath her. She whimpered softly, staring up at her parents, her diaper full, as it had been every morning now for far too long. She clung to her covers, trying to keep them in place, not wanting to let her mom and dad look at the bulge beneath her PJ pants, or catch even more of a whiff...

"Oh, no!" Danica swept in, yanking the blankets out of Courtney's grip easily. "Courtney, you didn't!" That little monster... As if she hadn't wanted this, hadn't manipulated Courtney, trained her to do exactly this... 

"Courtney!" her mother scolded, shocked and disgusted. "Did you...?!"

"I'm so sorry," Danica shook her head. "I was really hoping I could get this cleared up before you all got home, but it was much worse than she was letting on to you two, and... Well, I think you can see how it went."

And, to guarantee they had, she slid down Courtney's pajama pants, revealing her squishy, lumpy diaper in all its glory. "H-Hey!" Courtney squealed, yanking on the hem of her shirt. "I-I didn't... Y-You..." 

"Hush," her mother commanded. "I'm sure you did everything you could, Danica. It isn't your fault... I had a feeling she was keeping things from us. Now that you have a better idea of what the situation is, what do you think we should do?"

Danica sighed, shook her head. "You may not like it," she warned. "In my opinion, she's too far gone at the moment. I feel like the best course of action would be to take a break from potty training for, say, six months, because she's not ready, and by the way she's been resisting, I think continuing will only make her fight back more, and do more damage than good."

"No, I'm not!" Courtney whined, still lying there in her bed, listening to the 'grown-ups' discuss her fate above her. "I'm not resisting! I...!"

"She's grumpy," Danica gave her diaper a pat, the older girl falling silent in shame. "The most effective thing to do would be to treat her like a baby that whole time, and hope that encourages her to grow back up... I know that might be difficult for you to maintain, with your busy schedules, but... Well, I had a few things lined up, though I'd be happy to find a replacement for them, since I do feel responsible for not being able to fix her up like I told you I could..."

"Oh, that's not your fault!" Courtney's mother shook her head, staring down at her daughter disapprovingly. "But we'd be grateful if you'd be willing to do it anyway..."

"No!" Courtney groaned. "Not her!"

"One more word out of you, young lady, and I'll have your father take you over his lap before I let your nanny change you!" her mom threatened. "You wouldn't be in this mess, literally, if you could have just acted your age and been honest with us all..."

Courtney opened her mouth, wanting to defend herself, but the look in her mother's eye told her that she wasn't joking, and it was clear who, between Courtney and Danica, she was going to believe. Courtney squirmed, realizing only then that she was peeing, and that there was no stopping it. What Danica was saying wasn't even fully a lie... Courtney's potty training was too far gone now, and after six months? Courtney couldn't see how it could get any worse, though, if it was possible, she was definitely about to find out...

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"Come on, Courtney," Danica cooed. "It's just a little photo shoot! You're the cutest Cupid I've ever seen!"

Courtney pouted, looking down at her 'costume': a diaper, a plastic toy bow, and a tiny quiver filled with plastic arrows. "You can't take pictures of me like this!" she sniffed. "I'm naked!"

"Don't be silly," Danica said. "You're just as clothed as any baby really need to be."

"But I'm not a baby!" Courtney insisted, stomping her feet, wishing that made her chest jiggle a little more to emphasize her point. As it was, there wasn't enough there to do much, certainly compared to Danica in the shiny, red dress she was wearing that day. 

"You aren't?" Danica smirked, giving Courtney's diaper a squeeze, finding the padding soggy, as ever. "I'm not going to show them to anyone!"

Courtney didn't buy that, but she knew there wasn't actually a lot she could do to stop this... And, for Valentine's Day, Danica had been giving her lots of treats, being nice to her, probably to butter her up for these pictures. "Fine," she sighed. "Whatever."

Danica led her down to the living room, waiting until they were almost there to bend down, whisper in her ear, "Oh, and I brought someone along to help."

It was, of course, Jordy, waiting with his camera. "Wow," he raised his eyebrows, "after how long it took for her to let me see her boobs, all I had to do was have her dress up like Cupid."

Courtney blushed, trying to turn away, to scamper back to her room, but Danica caught her by the arm, held her there. Courtney had, perhaps, been a bit prudish when they were dating, had taken things slow, Jordy's begging only making her hesitate more... Now, though, beyond his initial amusement, he barely seemed to care, gawking more at Danica than Courtney, despite how much more undressed Courtney was, like she truly was just the baby Danica had called her.

Courtney had, really, always been in control with their relationship, deciding what they were going to do, where they would go, raising a fuss if Jordy didn't do exactly what she wanted. Now, he was directing her through her photo shoot, and, with Danica there, watching, Courtney didn't have the guts to do anything except what he said .

She soon realized why Danica had been so generous with her, too, as she felt a rumble in her tummy. She was so used to that happening overnight, out of her control, she wasn't sure how she would fare while she was awake, though she was confident she couldn't be so far gone that she couldn't wait until this was over, and she was out of Jordy's sight.

That was a foolish mistake. She'd hardly noticed the feeling when her knees began to bend, the warm, mushy mass sliding out, urged along early by all the extra treats Danica had been feeding her. "Again?" Jordy snickered. "Every time I see you, Courtney! Is it something about me?" he teased.

"I think she's telling us its time to wrap this up," Danica smiled. "Well, after she does... Isn't she cute? Get a few more pictures!"

"N-No!" Courtney grunted, not wanting any evidence of this, of her mid-mess.

"Do you want to help me give her a bath?" Danica asked. "The sooner I finish up, the sooner I can get her into bed... Her parents are out on a date tonight, so we have the place to ourselves after that..."

"N-No!" Courtney repeated, tears in her eyes. Jordy had already seen her mostly naked... She didn't want him to see her in the bathtub, completely disrobed, or to help change her, or clean her up! But she wasn't the one in control anymore... And it was clear that they were happy to treat her like any other baby Danica was taking care of, too oblivious to mind if there was an extra helping hand, just trying to speed things along to get some private time with his girlfriend...

"Sure," Jordy grinned. "Come on, Courtney! Smile for the camera and give another little push! What a good girl!"