Evelyn’s Regression - Chapter Thirteen (Patreon)

Chapter Thirteen

Brenda heard what happened to Evelyn, and she wanted to know if it was true or not. She had had her fair amount of accidents, but only when drunk, which was pretty often. On more than one occasion, her own daughter had found her passed out and completely soaked. But at least she's never done it in public. She wanted to know if everything they said about Evelyn was true, and surely Evelyn would admit it to her best friend.

She picked up her phone.

"Hello? Who is it?" Asked Hailee.

"Hailee. It's me, Brenda. Remember? A Colleague of your mother's," said Brenda, "Is your mommy around? I need to talk to her."

Hailee turned to see her mother. Evelyn was sitting in her playpen, playing with her toys and sucking on her pacifier. She was wearing nothing but her clearly soaked diapers. Her breasts, tummy, and legs are on full display.

"My mother is not available at the moment."

"Should I call later?"

"I do not think she'll be available in a long time."

Evelyn stood up, squatted, and began punishing. Hailee could see the concentration on her face as a loud wet fart was heard. Then another and another, and then, she heard the unmistakable sound of her mother filling her diapers.

"Well, right now, I need to change her diapers. But, if you don't mind babysitting. I could use someone to look after the baby next Friday. I have a date, and I don't think I want to have the baby with me all night."

"Diapers? Baby? What are you talking about?"

When she was finished, Evelyn started hearing the conversation as Hailee recapped the story of how an almost forty-year-old became her daughter's baby girl. She had now accepted her position in life. Still, it didn't mean she didn't feel betrayed whenever her daughter displayed her infantile lifestyle to others. Not knowing what else to do and feeling the uncomfortableness of her own mess, she sat down and began crying. Something normal now in the house.

After all, that's what babies do when they need a change and their mommies.

"Oh, the baby is crying now," said Hailee, and then something came to her attention. She had an idea.

Hailee got closer to Evelyn's playpen.

"You know what. I'll let her explain things better."

Evelyn shook her head, sobbing.

"Yes, please," said Brenda, in shock but amused.

Hailee offered her mother the phone, but Evelyn didn't want it.

"It's an order," said Hailee, "And you know what will happen if you disobey."

Evelyn nodded and grabbed the phone.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Evelyn. Is that you?" Asked Brenda, hearing Evelyn's hard breathing and sobs.

"Yes"

"Is what Hailee told me true? Are you wearing a wet diaper and letting her treat you like a baby? Are you sick in your mind? What the fuck..."

"Mommy, pwease," Evelyn pleaded, "I no wants to."

"Go on. Tell her what's the state of your diaper unless you want to go on mommy's lap again."

Evelyn shook her head.

"Hewos Bwenda, me has made poopy in my diapy, and now mommy's gonna change me," said Evelyn, sobbing even harder, knowing if she didn't tell Brenda the truth, she would receive a spanking.

Hailee chuckled.

Brenda laughed.

There was a moment of silence in which nothing but Evelyn's sobs could be heard.

"You are so sick. I cannot believe we were ever friends. Wait until I tell this to everyone we know."

Evelyn began crying.

Then, Brenda hung up.

Hailee lifted her mother and carried her all the way back to her room. She could feel Evelyn's soaked and messy diaper against her arm, and the feeling was intoxicating. Her mother was already submitting to her, and there seemed to be nothing she wouldn't do if the promise of avoiding a spanking was given.

She placed Evelyn over the table, thinking that it was time to step up the game.

"What do you think of Brenda? Her daughter and I go to the same gym. I wonder if you'd like a new playmate. God knows Angie is tired of her mother's irresponsible antics," she said, removing Evelyn's diaper to expose her mess, "What you reckon? I think she can make for a cute baby."

Evelyn didn't answer right away. But, after the way Brenda had treated her, she wanted the satisfaction of seeing her in the same situation.

She nodded.

"Good," said Hailee, cleaning her mom's crotch.

When she was done, she began kissing her mother's skin, which made Evelyn tremble and blush. Hailee knew the power she had over her mother, and it wasn't just because of the punishments. But, before Evelyn could enjoy it more, she spread the baby powder and locked her in a new diaper.

"I think it's time for a nap. Don't you think, baby?"

Evelyn didn't answer. She knew she had no say in the matter. If Hailee said it was time for a nap, it was time for a nap.