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Jesus, you had to mess with me today didn’t you? You just had to push me for one last god damn time? When are you ever going to learn some lessons around here? You know what, you’ve been the biggest god damn brat for the past, God knows how man years. I may not be your real mother, but that sure as hell doesn’t mean I can’t re-raise you to teach you a lesson. That’s right, you’re going back to square one little girl.

Oh, don’t give me that, “I’m 18 and can do whatever I want” bullshit. You do realize that I’m 25 years older than you, do you? I have FULL authority to do WHATEVER I want with you. And I think I’ve had absolutely enough with your behavior lately Ms. Independent. It’s time to teach you the biggest lessons of your entire life. 

Now, normally when someone is first learning how to be proper lady, they are still wetting their pampers. That’s right. I think it’s time we take you down a notch there missy. In fact, I think it should be several notches. You’re going alllll the way back. The only way we can un-do all this entire mess is to take you back to the start. You’re going back into pampers, Lisa. I might not have taught you the best lessons when I first raised you, but you are going to be the best behaved little girl in the world after I’m done with you.

Hush. I don’t want to hear ANY back talk from you. You see these thick pampers I have in my hand? They are going to get taped tight around your waist for the entirety of your winter break. You are going to be stuck in these things 24/7 for the next couple months while you are under my roof.  Whenever you feel even the slightest urge to pee, you are to let go into these pampers. I don’t want you even THINKING about heading to the potty at your age. You’re just a little itty toddler who can’t make it anymore. That’s all I want you thinking about while you’re in these. No more big girl thoughts when you’re in your pampers. All you’re supposed to do is soak these things for Mommy, and be a good little girl.

You can kiss everything about your big girl life goodbye. I’m this close to taking the liberty of calling all your friends and telling them that you’re not going to be able to make it to any parties anymore. Mhm, that’s right all your friends all know about your little pampers if you misbehave. If you so much as put a toe out line, they’re going to know that you’re a pamper soaking baby again. I’ll have to ask them to baby sit you at some point as well. Can you image that? Your best friends tickling you to soak YOUR diapers, then scolding you at how easy it was to get your crotch all warm and wet? Aww, I can see how red your face is getting already. You are so embarrassed over this. Well, this is your fault. You have no one to blame for this but yourself.

Your days of getting black-out drunk in your dorm are completely over. Nope, all you’re going to be doing is gasping in your bed at night over how much you soaked yourself while you slept. That’s the only excitement you’ll be dealing with from now on. Getting drunk and getting lucky with some stupid jock is over. Only leaky pampers while you zone in and play with your toys from now on. 

Aww, is little baby Lisa about to cry over her new life? Hmm? Oh go ahead, start wailing over how much your life is about to change. Look at you, sitting there on your bed, tears streaming down your face. You are so pathetic, do you know that? Any REAL women wouldn’t be in this situation. Think about this though. You’ve been such a terrible adult, that you are really about to get put back into pampers by your own step mother!

How long do you think it’s going to take before you are just giving up and wetting your pampers without even holding it anymore? 2 weeks? 3 weeks? I say at most a week. I know who you are. All you do is give up whenever something get tough, that’s why you’re here in the first place. I bet by the end of this entire break you’ll be crying to me about how your potty training is shit now. Oh I can see it now, “Please Mommy…”… Which is what you’ll be calling me from now on. That’s right, get used to saying ‘mommy’ again… “… I just went pee pee in my pampers. Please please change me!!” I can already hearing you wailing from up in your playroom. Tears streaming down your face over how it only took a few seconds before you felt it before you were filling up your pampers.

At that point, you’re ready for mommy to completely re-raise you again. You’ll start becoming my obedient little Lisa. You’re going to be laying on Mommy’s lap, diaper sagging around your crotch, and a bottle bobbing in and out of your mouth. You’ll be sucking down bottle after bottle everyday for the rest of your life. That way I can keep your diapers nice and wet. And if you even DARE complain about a feeding, I’ll have your bottom redder than you could ever imagine from a spanking. 

All I’ll have to do is raise a hand, and you’ll be whimpering in a corner. I bet even a stream of pee pee will start gushing into your pampers. You’re going to become Mommy’s obedient little diapered Lisa. All you’re going to know is diapers and changing tables for a very, very long time. So far gone are the days of you being a rebellious college student. Hell, the best you’re going to do from now on instead of getting a guy at a party, is keeping your pampers dry for more than an hour.

I really think you’re going to like your new life. Overtime you’re going to really appreciate your new mommy. Slowly you’ll stop seeing yourself as an independent women, but rather a little girl who needs someone to take care of her. How on earth are you going to change your diapers on your own?! And even worse, who is going to tell you when you’re leaking all over the floor! You’re going to be begging for me in no time.

Alright, enough chit chat. Get over here, diaper girl. Uh-ah! Stop trying to run away from me. You know how strong my grip is. Do I have to drag you over to the changing table? *Sigh*, I guess you’re already getting a spanking after this diaper change. Don’t try to argue with me, it’s your fault that you tried running away from your diaper punishment. 

Come on now, get your butt up here on the changing table. I know, get used to the feeling of that table underneath your bottom. That’s it, let’s get these silly jeans off of you. You’re not going to be wearing those silly things anymore. Oh no no no, you’re only going to be wearing short sorts or skirts from now on so I know when your pampers need changing. 

Mmmm, smell that sweet sweet baby powder? It’s about to go all over you! Right before we get these icky icky panties off. Mhm, that’s right little girl. Aww, look at how easily you’ve accepted your role as a little baby. You don’t even seem to mind that you’re completely bare in front of your step mom. It’s as if you’ve wanted to be a baby all along. Is that true? Hm? Have you always wanted to be mommy’s little baby girl?!

Come on now, lift your butt for mommy. There we go, was that so hard to slip a pamper underneath you? Now get ready for all the powder! Ahaha, doesn’t it just smell so wonderful? Oh, your entire bottom is white now! Little Lisa’s powdered bottom! Oh you smell just like a little baby now. A little baby that’s all ready for her diaper, isn’t she?

And upsie-daisy! Now one tape here, and one tape there… Done! You are officially in your first, crinkly, thick pamper. You better get used to these changings little one, it’s going to be your entire life for a very long time now. Why don’t you go ahead and play with your baby toys while mommy gets your chicken nuggets ready. Uhp! Before I leave, look in the mirror for me. That’s right ,wave “bye bye!” to your adult life. Come on, you can do it… There you go! That’s right little girl. You’re mommy’s little baby now.

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