Family Time (Patreon)

"So," Alexis giggled, taking a look around, "this is your childhood bedroom, huh? Is this where you'd lay down with your laptop, and look at diaper porn, and..?" She hopped onto the bed, smirking at her boyfriend's flustered expression.

"Lexis!" Seth hissed, closing the bedroom door the rest of the way. "At least wait until..."

"Oh, please," Alexis rolled her eyes. "Nobody else is up here... Your parents are down in the kitchen."

"And Birdie is probably in her room!" Seth reminded her, pointing at one wall. "It's right over..."

"Her door is closed," Alexis shrugged. "Besides, she still lives here, so... Who care what she thinks?" She flopped onto her back, looking through the titles on the bookshelf beside the bed.

Seth sighed, shaking his head. "She's my sister, Alexis," he reminded her, as if she'd somehow forgotten. "Don't bring that up with her."

"I have a feeling she knows she still lives with her parents, sweetie," she told him, kicking her feet idly. "And she must know how pathetic it is, too. It's not like... Hey!" She squealed as he grabbed one of her shoes, yanking it off and throwing it aside so that he could begin tickling her, instantly dissolving her words into helpless laughter. "Stop it!" she demanded, though they both knew that wasn't really what she wanted. "I-I'm not even wearing..!"

"Shh!" he demanded again, clamping his hand over her mouth; that time, she had to admit, it was fair... She did have trouble controlling her volume when she was being tickled, and there was a good chance his sister, if not his parents, too, would have been able to hear her if she'd continued. That didn't stop her from playfully biting him, however, and getting rolled over onto her stomach in response, yelping as he gave her bottom a smack.

"Behave yourself," he ordered. "You can do that for one weekend, can't you?"

"It's an awfully long weekend," she pouted back at him.

"It is," he agreed. "That's only going to make it more fun when we get back home, and can do whatever we want, right? We're here for family time."

She bit back another sigh, nodding. "I guess..." It sounded like he wasn't planning on having any fun... He'd warned her they wouldn't really have the time, or space, for it, but that hadn't stopped her from packing some of her diapers, just in case. It was always a good idea to be prepared, she'd reasoned... That, and, after finally finding someone else who was into all of this, she hadn't gone this long without being in diapers for at least a little while in a very long time, and she didn't see why Thanksgiving had to put a stop to that.

"Alexis," he said, raising an eyebrow, seemingly sensing her plans. "You're going to be my big girl this weekend, aren't you?"

She stared up at him, squirming on her back, a part of her not wanting to disappoint him... While another took a peek at his pants, and saw the bulge there, and knew that he didn't really want that, either. "I'll do my best, Daddy," she fibbed. If she didn't quite live up to her part of that bargain... Well, she suspected he not only wouldn't mind, but would thank her for it in the long run.

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"You're sure you don't want to come with us, dear?" 

Alexis shook her head, giving her stomach a pat. "I'm not even sure I can waddle up to the bedroom right now," Seth gave her a dirty look at her use of that word, but she ignored it, "much less go out anywhere. It was all really good."

"Thank you," Seth's mother smiled. "I'm glad you liked it."

"That's the beauty of the tradition, you see," Seth's father winked at her. "You're not really going anywhere; all you have to do is sit in the car! Nobody will even see you, so if you want to change into some sweatpants, or..."

"It's a very nice offer," she interrupted. "So sweet of you to consider letting me in on your tradition, but I don't feel up to it. Honestly, I'm not feeling great..."

Birdie stayed silent, as she had through most of the deal, despite giving Alexis some icy glares when she spoke. She did seem skeptical, however, sniffing quietly and rolling her eyes as she continued gathering up the dishes from dessert.

"Oh, no!" Seth's mother exclaimed. "It isn't something you ate, is it?"

Alexis cursed inwardly, having not even thought about that possibility, as obvious as it was now. "No, no," she assured the woman, not wanting to insult her cooking. "I mean... Not today, anyway. It would be way too soon to get sick from any of that... N-Not that I think I will or anything. We did have some pretty dodgy snacks on the way here yesterday, though..."

"Did you get something from the gas station?" Seth's mother asked, shooting her son a dirty look. "Seth knows better than to get food from one of those places..."

"I made him," Alexis stepped in, not wanting to start a family fight, especially not over a fake illness. "I'll be fine, I just need to lie down for a bit... Probably."

"Probably? What else do you need, poor dear?" Seth's mother fretted over her, patting her on the knee.

"I don't want to mess up your tradition or anything," Alexis said pitifully. "I know the lines to go look at the lights today can be pretty long, though, and I imagine I'll be asleep before you get back, so it'll be okay..."

"Do you want me to run to the drugstore for you?" Seth asked. "I know which ones will be open today."

"I don't want you to miss the lights," she blinked up at him innocently.

"Nonsense," Seth's father said. "He can go do that, you can get up to bed, and the rest of us will go get in line for the lights. Maybe after you get some medicine, you'll want to go see them, too, and the two of you can go together. I'm sure you'd rather do that than be stuck with the rest of us anyway."

Alexis did her best to convince them that she'd love to go with them any other time, then trudged up to Seth's room, waiting until she heard the sound of cars pulling away to open up her suitcase and pull out one of the diapers she'd brought with her, smiling to herself as she began to undress, getting Seth's surprise ready for when he got back.

For as often as she wore diapers at their apartment, and even out now and then, to the movies, and once or twice, to restaurants, wearing them anywhere else was still exciting. Getting into one somewhere other than that, especially, felt novel, since they'd never tried to arrange her getting changed in public, as much as she wished they could find a way... Any time she saw a changing table in a public restroom, she fantasized about him lifting her up onto it, cleaning her up and taping her into a fresh diaper right there...

This happening in Seth's childhood bedroom made it feel extra naughty, in a way, with all his old sports posters and family photos staring back at her, along with the plushies she'd pulled out of her own suitcase, setting up on the bed to complete the look of childishness. She had no doubt he'd fantasized about this sort of thing happening, but had probably assumed, back then, that there was no way in a million years that he'd ever have a girl in there, powdering herself up and getting herself into a diaper for him.

Well... Ostensibly for him. It was for her, too, of course, the feeling of the thick padding, the sound of the crinkly plastic, sending pleasant shivers up her spine. It hadn't been that long, but all the stress of the car trip yesterday, of meeting Seth's family and having the big meal with them today, no matter how nice they were, made the sensation of getting diapered so much more satisfying.

It was all she could do, once it was fastened up nice and snug, not to reach down and start to rub, or to straddle one of his pillows and begin to hump away. She didn't know how much time she had, however, and she was sure that, once Seth got back, he'd make certain she had plenty of fun. Instead, she got 'dressed', as much as she was going to, putting on a lingerie set, a bra and panties that were nearly see-through, leaving almost nothing to the imagination... Definitely not her diaper, which bulged out around the panties comically. 

She loved that so much... It felt so silly, so childish, to wear panties over her diapers, like she was a silly little girl, trying to look grown-up, not realizing how utterly she was failing at it. The less the underwear actually hid, the better. She rubbed her thighs together, a warmth building up between them, beckoning her once again to slip a hand between her legs, but, once again, she resisted.

She'd considered waiting up here for Seth; that would be the safe way to do things. There was no real reason to play it safe, though, not when everyone else was gone. In fact, it would absolutely be more fun not to... It would be one thing, letting Seth come into his old room to find her this way... It would be something else altogether if she was waiting for him at the door.

There were a lot of windows between here and there, however, and she had no way of knowing whether anyone had closed them before they left or not. The neighbors would no doubt be home, and if they happened to look out their own windows at the wrong time... 

That was easily solved. She'd seen the trench coat in Seth's closet the day before, as they unpacked, had teased him about it a bit, then mostly forgotten it. Now, she pulled it out, wrapping it around herself, giggling to herself as she recalled how she'd asked him, when she'd spotted it, if he'd been a flasher. She almost wished she'd thought of this then, that she'd been setting up his surprise, planting the seeds... He might think that had been what she was doing anyway, if he remembered that short little conversation, and if he assumed she had that much forethought, she wasn't about to dissuade him from the idea.

She grabbed her pacifier to complete the look and headed downstairs, heart pounding despite the knowledge that she was safe, that the coat was going to keep anyone from being able to see what she had underneath. It still felt so fresh, so new, so thrilling, running around an unfamiliar house, dressed this way... 

She got to the front door, grinning proudly to herself, waiting for Seth's car to return, only to pause as she heard something coming from the other room. Was he back already?! Maybe she'd messed around for too long getting ready... She was disappointed that she wasn't going to get to greet him at the door, but she could still take some control.

"Oh, Daddy?" she called out. "Are you getting me some water to take my medicine with, Daddy?"

She heard footsteps approaching, and, practically vibrating with excitement, she grabbed at the sides of the trench coat, throwing them open as soon as someone appeared in the doorway...

Unfortunately, the person in the doorway wasn't Seth at all. By then, it was far too late for her to take it back, her cheeks burning bright red as she stood there, diapers exposed, staring in horror at her boyfriend's sister.

"B-Birdie?!" Alexis squeaked, wrapping the coat back around herself, as pointless as it seemed, her diaper feeling bulkier, louder, than ever as she squirmed in place. "Wh-What are you...?"

Birdie smirked, stepping in closer as Alexis gulped. "Oh, I told Seth to go ahead and go see the lights," she explained. "He was always more into them than me... And, besides, I spend plenty of time with our parents, so he needed some family time more than me. Plus, I know the way to the drugstores even better than him, since I still, you know, live here, as pathetic as that is." 

Alexis's eyes widened, realizing now why Birdie had been staring daggers at her since she'd arrived, and especially during Thanksgiving dinner. She weakly attempted to hold the coat shut while the slightly older woman took ahold of it, pulling it out of her grip and back open, taking in the sight of Alexis in her lingerie and diaper, as Alexis sputtered, struggling to find a suitable apology for what the girl had overheard. "I-I didn't mean... I-I wasn't... I-I..."

Birdie snatched the pacifier out of Alexis's hand, pushing it between her lips, chuckling as she saw Alexis's instincts take over, as she began to suck on it automatically... And as she saw the word printed on the pacifier's shield. 'Brat,' it read, a custom-made pacifier that Seth had gotten for her for her last birthday.

"Well, that certainly suits you," Birdie quipped, tapping the pacifier, although it was hard to tell, for sure, if she was talking only about the word, or about the relative silence it brought. "Anyway, I had a feeling I knew what was wrong with you, and how to deal with it. I was just on my way to bring it to you, but maybe you are a good girl after all, because you came right to me."

She reached into her pocket, Alexis gasping as the girl produced a small plastic vial, one that Alexis recognized instantly, despite only seeing it in photos and videos. "N-No," she mumbled behind her paci, shaking her head. "I-I don't do that..."

"You don't?" Birdie arched an eyebrow. "No, no, no, Lexis, that won't do... You see, I knew all about Sethy's little fetish... He was never very good at hiding the pictures on his computer... And there were so many of them that had women in messy diapers. He's definitely into that... And you won't even do it for him?"

Alexis nibbled her bottom lip, eyeing the enema nervously. "I-It's icky," she protested quietly.

"Aww," Birdie cooed in a high, mocking voice. "It's icky? Well, that's too bad, because it's what my brother wants... And you are going to be giving him exactly what he wants from now on, do you understand?"

Alexis swallowed, staring up at Birdie, feeling a little weak in the knees. "Y-Yes, Auntie," she murmured, heart pounding as Birdie turned her around.

"That's better," Birdie said, sliding Alexis's diaper down beneath her bottom. "And you're going to start by filling your little diapers right to the brim. After that big, yummy meal, you shouldn't have any problem with that, will you?"

Alexis felt a bit light-headed, like she was in a dream, though the sensation of the enema's nozzle being pressed into her backside informed her that it was nothing of the sort. She didn't want to do this, was scared of what it was going to be like... But she couldn't deny that there was something hot about being forced to do it like this. "Y-Yes, ma'am," she heard herself answer, as the liquid was squirted inside her, ensuring that, no matter what her answer had been, it would have happened anyway.

It was probably her imagination, however, she was almost positive that, as soon as it was sloshing around in her, and her diaper and panties had been pulled back up, she could feel it working, feel her tummy churning, threatening to expel its contents at any moment. Her eyes darted in the direction of the bathroom, but she didn't like her chances of beating Birdie there... And she was too intimidated by the girl to even try.

"You don't need this silly thing," Birdie told her, grabbing the sleeve of the trench coat, pulling it off of Alexis. "You wanted Seth to see you in your cute little outfit, didn't you? This is only getting in the way!"

Alexis whimpered, feeling so exposed, so vulnerable, standing right by the front door in her translucent bra and panties, and her diaper that she knew was, at any moment, going to be in very bad shape. "B-But..." she sniffed. "S-Seth is with your mom and dad, and..." 

"And if you don't want to be here waiting for them, you'd better do as you were told," Birdie snapped. "Now, then, I think you more than deserve some time in the corner. Turn around, young lady... Go on, stick that padded bottom out." She gave it a swat. "Actually, I'll tell you what, Lexis... If you can stay there, and keep your diaper clean for fifteen minutes, I'll let you out, and let you use the potty like a big girl. Would you like that?"

"U-Uh-huh," Alexis nodded. In a way, it was almost a let-down, knowing she had a way out. Enema or not, she could wait fifteen minutes... It wasn't that long! And there was no way they'd get through looking at the Christmas lights and get back home by then.

"Good girl," Birdie said, patting her on the head. "Now, squat down."

Alexis froze. "Wh-What?"

"Squat down," Birdie repeated, more sternly. "I'm sure you know how to do that."

"Y-Yeah," Alexis admitted. "B-But..." If she did that, it was going to make her task that much harder, with her body already in position to betray her...

"No 'buts', young lady," Birdie grabbed her by the shoulders, pushing her downwards, Alexis squealing as her knees bent, the pressure that was building up in her belly - that, by now, she suspected was not just her imagination - making it feel like she was nothing more than a toddler who had run off to find a private spot to mess her pants in peace, her bit of dress-up, so fun when she'd thought of it, only amplifying that in her mind. "If you move at all, you're going to stay right there until everyone gets home, no matter what state your diaper is in."

She didn't stand a chance... She'd been entered into a game that there was no way of winning, and no way for her to back out of. What happened next wasn't her fault, not really, although it was hard to remember that when, at the very first cramp, she felt a bulge begin to form in the seat of her diaper, rapidly swelling despite her best efforts to stop it.

"Uh-oh," Birdie cooed. "What's going on, little Lexis? Go on, you can turn around now..." 

Alexis did, hoping she'd find some mercy there if she looked Birdie in the eye, but she couldn't quite bring herself to do that, or to stand up straight, staying squatted down, holding her tummy as it continued to push, blushing as she felt her bladder giving way as well, guaranteeing that her diaper was thoroughly used by the time she was finish, all under the watchful eye of the woman she'd been making fun of the day before, who she'd thought was so pitiful to still have to live with her parents at her age. Now, there was absolutely so question which of the two was more mature, as Alexis helplessly finished pooping her Pampers.

"For such a brat," Birdie chuckled, patting the sagging seat of Alexis's diaper, "you took your instructions to heart, didn't you?"

Alexis gulped, nodding, too embarrassed to say that she hadn't had any choice in the matter, that she couldn't have stopped it even if she'd wanted to. It was so mushy, so squishy, so humiliating... This was exactly why she didn't do this, normally. Dressing up like a baby, being a little brat, it was all fun, but this went too far, made her feel too babyish...

"But, sweetie, you didn't really do what you were told, did you?" Birdie asked, Alexis frowning, tilting her head, head too fuzzy to recall what she was talking about. "You didn't last anywhere near fifteen minutes. That was barely even five!"

"N-Nuh-uh," Alexis shook her head. There was no way she'd only spent five minutes squatting there, sweating it out, feeling the pressure mounting... It had felt like an hour, at least!

"Yeah-huh," Birdie replied. "I think I know how to tell time better than a little diaper-filler like you." Alexis stared down at the floor, having a hard time denying it when Birdie put it that way. "And I only said I'd let you out if you made it fifteen minutes, so... Maybe you should turn back around and face the corner again, so everyone can get a nice, clear look at the mess you made when they get home."

"Birdie!" Alexis wailed. "N-No! P-Please, no... Y-You can't let them see me like this!"

"I can't, huh?" Birdie crossed her arms.

"N-No!" Alexis huffed. "I-I'm sorry for what I said, okay? I-I didn't mean it! I-I won't say it again!"

"That's a start," Birdie shrugged. "But what can you give me to really convince me that you're sorry?"

Squatting down on the floor in her full diaper, staring up at the older girl, Alexis couldn't think of much she had to offer... Though, as she caught a momentary glimpse up Birdie's skirt, one thought did come to mind. Alexis blushed, wondering if she was actually considering this, actually about to do what had popped into her head. It was so humiliating... And, also, so hot...

"What's going on?" Birdie asked as Alexis reached up her skirt, starting to pull down her panties, as if she didn't know. She didn't make any moves to stop it, didn't protest as Alexis's head went under her skirt, too, until she put one hand on her shoulder. For a moment, Alexis thought she'd had enough, or that she felt guilty, letting her brother's girlfriend do this to her, and, while part of her was grateful, a larger part of her was almost disappointed.

"Let's go somewhere I can sit down," Birdie said instead. "Come on..." When Alexis began to stand up, however, she shook her head. "No, you can crawl, little one."

Alexis's cheeks were practically glowing as she got down on all fours, mumbling a meek, "Y-Yes, Auntie," into the pacifier Birdie slipped back into her mouth... But only until she had led her to a chair, and spread her legs wide for her.

True to her word, Birdie did hold up her end of the bargain when Alexis had finished, taking her back up to Seth's room rather than making her stay by the door. She dug through Alexis's suitcase, still open from where Alexis had done the same, chuckling as she saw how many diapers she'd brought along. "Were you expecting to be in these the whole time?" she teased.

"I-I tend to over-pack," Alexis blushed.

"Well, you were right this time," Birdie told her. "You're going to wear these the rest of the time you're here."

"B-But..." Alexis squirmed. "S-Seth said..."

"I don't care what he said," Birdie said sternly. "When he gets back, you're going to show him your messy diaper, and tell him it was an accident, and I'm sure that will convince him you ought to stay in them, just in case."

That would probably work... As much as she'd avoided messing her diapers before now, he'd surely assume she hadn't done so on purpose now, of all times. Of course, that meant she was going to have to stay in this diaper until he got home, not to mention... "B-But what if your parents notice?" Alexis protested. Birdie wasn't listening, however, or didn't think the question was worth answering, as she looked through the baby outfits Alexis had brought along, picking out a cute onesie and skirt set.

"You let your Daddy and Auntie worry about that," Birdie told her, kissing her on the forehead as she started to dress her up. "You're far too little to think about... Well, anything." 

That was definitely how it felt, Alexis had to admit, getting snapped into a onesie over her dirty diaper. She was nothing more than a silly, stupid little girl, especially in comparison to her Auntie Birdie, who had done this to her...

"Adorable," Birdie smiled, admiring her handiwork. "You'd better be sure to bring more outfits when you come for Christmas... And more diapers. I think the two of us are going to have to spend some more quality family time together then... Don't you?"

Alexis nodded, wriggling in place, surprised at how much she realized she was looking forward to that already. She sucked her pacifier, smiling softly as she mumbled, for what was certain not to be the last time, "Yes, Auntie."