An Outlet for Cuteness (Chapter 7) (Patreon)

Zoe couldn’t believe the situation she found herself in. She was headed to the store with her Stepmother, who she must now refer to as Mommy, to buy her all new clothes that were “cute” enough for her to wear. They were doing this because her “Mommy” was going to donate all of her clothes, even all of her bras!

The car drove up to the donation center and her Stepmother drove next to a donation box. “Here we are sweetie!” Her Stepmother rolled the window down and handed Zoe the multiple bags of her grown up clothing. Sexy tights, yoga pants, bras, miniskirts: all the things someone her age should be excited to be wearing. Instead her Stepmother was going to treat her like a toddler. “I’ll give you the honors baby.” Zoe gave her Stepmother her best puppy dog eyes but the older woman was unwavering. With a deep sigh Zoe dropped all of the clothing of her old life out the window and into the donation box. “Good Girl!” Her Stepmother cried out as she rolled the window back up and immediately began to drive away. “Okay sweetheart. Now that those yucky sucky slut clothes are gone it’s time for us to get you a new wardrobe!”

Normally Zoe would be excited by a shopping trip, but she didn’t think her Stepmother and her would agree on styles. While they were driving along the bumpy road Zoe felt another twinge from her bladder and realized that she had to go a bit more than she thought she did. She wanted to tell her Stepmother that she needed to go but she warned her not to remove her pacifier or she’d regret it. Zoe settled for praying that they’d get to the grocery store quickly.

After several minutes of squirming in her seat, they finally arrived at the same store that Zoe had originally bought her diapers at. That fun trip earlier that day seemed like a different lifetime. Zoe’s Stepmother opened the door for her and Zoe hopped out. After that car ride she could definitely feel the urge to go. Stepmother grabbed her by the hand and pulled her towards the store. Zoe had to rush just to keep up with her and was struggling to hold the short skirt of her pink dress down so she wouldn’t flash anyone her new childish undergarments. As they entered the store Zoe’s face was bright red as she passed people, dressed the way she was, with a pacifier in her mouth.

Zoe tugged on her Stepmother’s sleeve. Zoe sighed with relief as her Stepmother removed her paci. “Yes baby?”

“Hel-uh… Mommy? I have to go the restroom.” Zoe was slightly pressing her knees together. Her pull-up diaper crinkled as she moved her hips. Her Stepmother smiled and patted her on the head. “If you want to prove to me that you are a big girl then you can hold it. Big girls should be able to hold their pee. Prove to me you can and maybe I will reconsider all of this.” The older woman took Zoe’s hand and dragged her further into the store. She grabbed a cart and walked into the aisles.

“Okay sweetie. First off we need to get you a car seat. Little babies like you can’t go around in my car without protection.” Zoe wants to speak up, tell her Stepmother that she isn’t actually a baby and that she doesn’t need more protection but before she can even fully open her mouth, Stepmother silences her with a stern look.

They look through the car seats until her Stepmother cries out and picks up Zoe’s worst nightmare. The car seat is a bright pink and is decorated on both sides with the Disney Princesses. “Perfect.” Stepmother says and places it into the cart. As she place it in the cart though Zoe got a strange feeling inside of her. Was it… excitement? She wasn’t actually enjoying this… was she?

While Zoe was spacing out she was surprised when two hands reached down and picked her up with surprising strength. Zoe knew she was a small girl but surely it was more difficult to hold her than a baby. The hands belonged to her stepmother who was smiling with her. She lifted the 18 year old up and lowered her towards the cart; the seat in the front for children. Zoe began to squirm in her grasp. No! She thought to herself. She was small but she was surely too big for something like that.

It was a little bit of a squeeze but with a little ‘pop’ Zoe felt her bottom ease into the seat built into the shopping cart handle and she was sitting there with her legs dangling like a toddler. “Awwww!!!” Her Stepmother said. “You look soooooooo adorable!” She tickled Zoe’s cheek for a second before starting to push the cart once again. “You really look like you belong there sweetie.” Zoe started to whine when her Stepmother popped her princess pacifier back into her mouth. “Be a good girl,” Her Stepmother warned. “I’d hate to have to spank you in the middle of the store.” That shut Zoe up.

As her Stepmother began walking through every aisle she picked up countless things Zoe would need for her new life. They grabbed baby food, a pack of extra pacifiers, 2 bottles, a couple stuffed animals, baby powder, rash cream, baby wipes, and the thing that Zoe had been dreading the most, more pull-ups…

Her Stepmother hummed to herself as she picked up several packs. She grabbed a pack with butterflies on it, a pack with Disney princesses, and one with Barbie. “That should hold us for a while!” She said smiling at Zoe and patting her on the head.

“Are you finding everything all right?” A familiar voice said.

Zoe’s face turned bright red as she felt a warm sensation flow into her diaper from fear and shock at the familiar voice. It hadn’t been a full accident but enough that she now felt damp. Both Zoe and her Stepmother turned to see a friendly Rosemary, still working from her shift a few hours before. When Rosemary realized that the “little girl” in the cart was Zoe her eyes grew wide and she held her hand to her mouth to stop herself from giggling.

“Oh yes sweet pea, thank you so much!” Stepmother said. “I’m just here shopping for my babygirl here. We needed to get her some more supplies. The silly thing run’s through things so quickly and I only have so many hands.” The two of them shared a laugh while Zoe sat there awkwardly. Why were both of them acting like this was normal? Treating an 18 year old like a baby. Did no one else but her think this was strange??!

“She’s so adorable!” Rosemary said giggling and smiling widely at Zoe. “We know each other from school, but I never realized that she was such a cutie!”

Rosemary talked with her Stepmother for several minutes, recommending brands and more products to try. She kept glancing at Zoe in a strange way, as if she was interested in what was being done to the poor girl.

“Well ya know…” Rosemary started. Zoe didn’t like where this was going. “I am a certified babysitter. I have been for years. If you ever need some help…”

“That would be great!” Her stepmother announced. “I needed to find someone to take care of her when I go to work. You’re hired!” As Rosemary’s grin grew, Zoe felt a little more fear induced dampness flow into her pull-up…

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This story was written by Zander Chesney
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