Home Artists Posts Import Register

Content

Chapter 15

At home, mom picked Johnny up from the car seat and carried him inside.

“Let's get you into these new diapers. You are going to be wearing them full-time until the commercials are over.”

“What about when Gracie gets out of the hospital?”

“Then you'll swap back for a while. But while you're in Gracie's body, you'll be in these diapers.”

“Fine.”

“Want to diaper yourself or should I diaper you.”

“You might as well diaper me. It's easier for you to put it on than I can.”

“OK.”

Mom opened a package containing a diaper designed for newborns and young babies. She picked Johnny up and put him on the changing table. He just lay there waiting for the diapering to be over.

“Johnny, you have to look happy.”

“I'm not on camera right now.”

“That doesn't matter, you have to practice.”

“I don't want to.”

“Would you like a spanking?”

“No.”

“Riley Parker is a real infant. She is only a few months old. How would you like to spend an afternoon in her body?”

“You could do that?”

“Look at the body you're in now. I'll offer to babysit Riley and you will spend some time in her body. I don't think she can sit up yet.”

“You wouldn't do that.”

“Just try me.”

Johnny was being stubborn. He didn't want to spend any more time as Gracie than he had to, certainly not two weeks.

Mom picked up her cell phone and selected the number of Riley's mother. She showed Johnny the number before she placed the call.

“Hello,” mom said over the phone. “I have been giving it some thought. I can babysit for Riley.”

Johnny could only hear mom's side of the conversation.

“I know. Sometimes, you just need some time away from your baby.”

“But, I have just one condition.”

“can you bring her here. I would prefer to watch her in my own home. After all, I do have my own children to watch too.”

“I can watch her for five or six hours.”

“That'll be great.”

“No, my pleasure.”

“I'll see you then.”

“Bye.”

Mom disconnected from the phone call.

“OK, OK, I'll smile when you're changing me,” Johnny conceded. He knew that once the swap had taken place, he wouldn't have anyone to indicate to anyone that anything had happened. Johnny could find himself spending says or even a week trapped in the life of a baby who wasn't even old enough to sit up without help. Mom could let Riley's mom take him to her house. It would be torture. In the end, Johnny knew that he would have to do the commercial as mom wanted.

“I also want you to practice crawling like a baby. That is the first commercial you will be doing.”

“For how long.”

“Let's watch some videos and see how it's done.”

“Yes.”

“I think you should also learn how to babble like a baby.”

“goo goo, gaa, gaa.”

“I mean for real. It has to be authentic.”

Mom called Johnny to the computer and typed “baby babble” into the search bar. The list of videos appeared. Mom and Johnny watched videos of babies of various ages.

“Try that.”

“Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh Aaah.”

“OK, how about this one?”

“igggg dad dag daddie ahhhh.”

“Try that one again.”

“igggg daaa dab daddie ahhhh.”

“Better.”

“OK, now let's put it together. Crawl across the floor and babble at the same time.”

“No, don't lift your butt that high into the air. Your legs aren't strong enough.”

“That's good.”

“OK, now fall backward into a sitting position.”

“Laugh!”

“Crawl to that teddy and hug it.”

“Do I babble?”

“Yeah, babble to the teddy...But not before you have it in your arms...Look at it while babbling.”

Mom called out instructions. Johnny did his best to do as she requested. Her threats sort of scared him. Would she spank him? Would she put him into the body of an even younger infant? Johnny wasn't sure.

“That's enough of that. Practice toddling around. Do that whole support yourself by holding on to the furniture, toddle in a run until you grab onto something else.”

“How long do I have to do this?”

“Another half an hour, then you can play video games or whatever you want.”

Johnny was sick of acting like a baby. Despite that, he continued to 'practice'.

Prev Page     Next Page 

Comments

No comments found for this post.