The Descent Chapter Thirteen (Patreon)

“Hold still, babykins,” Julie said when Karen flinched as she passed the cold, cool baby wipe up between her messy ass cheeks, cringing when she heard her new Auntie and granny cooing and giggling over top of her… like she actually was a baby getting her dirty diaper changed and not a full grown, professional woman with a promising career.  

    “Let us help, dear,” She heard granny say, and before she knew it, Granny was holding one ankle and Auntie was holding the other, leaving Julie with both hands free… and Karen cringing and helpless, totally exposed, her ass completely smeared in sticky brown poo poo, her pussy clearly moist in a way that had nothing to do with pee.  

    “Thanks guys… now we can get this dirty little tushy all clean!” Julie said with a giggle, discarding the wipe and selecting another one before returning to work on Karen’s hiney.  

Finally, her rump was clean and shiny once more… After balling up the dirty diaper and handing it of to Granny for disposal, Julie took a fresh pamper and quickly had it spread out beneath Karen’s wriggling derriere. She cringed and fought back tears, squeezing her eyes shut when she felt a dollop of lotion being squirted onto her plump backside and worked into her seat. Julie seemed oblivious to Karen’s struggles… or the fact that her pussy was growing hotter and wetter by the second.

Karen felt a strange ticklish sensation on her exposed ass and pussy, and her eyes flicked open and she was confronted with the sight of Julie sprinkling powder, then patting and rubbing it into her skin-- like she really was a little baby!

Her ankles were seized once more, her plump, womanly bottom lifted into the air  so a new, crinkly white diaper could be stretched out beneath her. Her jiggling backside was lowered to it’s padded surface, and she gave a defiant thrust… but it was still a simple matter to pull the diaper up tight between her legs and tape it shut, effectively sealing her in pampers until one of the “adults” decided it was time to change her into a new one, she realized, squirming in uncomfortable arousal.  

Sealed into her new diaper, the scent of fresh powder still hanging in the air, Karen was helped to her feet, her pampers crinkling noisily with her every movement. Before she knew it, she was standing in front of her adopted family, topless, clad only in socks, a bonnet, and a massive pink diaper. Granny and auntie regarded her with condescending smiles, and Karen felt like she was blushing all over her body.

Meanwhile, Julie was looking through the diaper bag. She selected an adorable little onsie, white with little duckies all over it, and brought it over to Karen. “Arms up!” she commanded sternly, and Karen reluctantly complied, happy, at least, to have something to cover her nudity with.  

    “Now,” Julie said, turning on the TV and flipping to Nickelodeon, “you sit your butt right here and be a good girl while we get dinner ready and don’t move… unless you want a spanking,” she warned sternly.

Karen decided she did not need that particular humiliation at the moment, especially in front of her newly adopted family. Slowly, she sank down and settled on her diapered rear-end in front of the TV, pouting silently to herself. Smiling, Julie placed a couple of little toys on the floor in front of her. “I mean it kiddo,” Julie warned once more, “you behave yourself, or I’ll spank your little bare butt in front of Nana and Auntie-- you wouldn’t want that, would you?”

Karen sulked and shook her head no. With a self-satisfied smile Julie retreated into the kitchen with her mother and sister, leaving Karen to sit on her plushly padded rear end in the flickering glow of the TV set, crossing her bare legs underneath her. She reached out and took a stuffed polar bear and clutched it to her bosom, gazing into the cartoons on the screen without really seeing them. Inside, she sensed that it was all going too far… but it was too late to go back now, even if she wanted to-- which, she realized, her pussy dripping and wet, she didn’t.  

So Karen sat in front of the TV, her cushy diaper soft and padded under her baby-soft butt-cheeks, playing bouncing the bear on the floor listlessly in front of her, the minutes slipping by in a cartoon colored haze.  At some point, her thumb found it’s way into her mouth and she sucked lazily, watching the TV without paying attention and listening to the sounds of dinner being prepared in the kitchen-- wondering what fresh humiliation she was going to have to deal with next.

Karen listened with mounting tension, sweat running down her forehead, the aromas of food wafting from the kitchen in increasingly strong waves, tantalizing and delicious. She heard the clatter of dishes being taken from the cupboard, the rattle of silverwareas it was lifted out of drawers… and at last, Julie reappeared.

    “Time for din-din!” she said cheerfully, beckoning for Karen to follow on her hands and knees once more, which she did, reluctantly crawling across plush carpet through the living room and into the dinning room.  

The high-chair was the first thing she noticed, putting an end to all her hopes of being allowed the dignity of at least being to eat dinner with everyone else. A steaming hot blush broke out across her face… but there was nothing she could do, and Karen passively climbed into her chair under the watchful, smiling eyes of her “family” and allowed the tray to be snapped into place before her. Immobilized and helpless, she could do nothing but sit back passively as the women brought the meal out to the table.

Karen watched them spread out the roast, gravy, veggies, and fresh buns, salivating at the delicious aromas. She hadn’t eaten since the bland bowl of oatmeal she’d eaten at breakfast, and her tummy was grumbling. She stared at the food with wide, hungry eyes, gripping the edges of her tray excitedly…

Julie came up from behind her and placed a large bowl of steaming brown and green mush… the remnants, she guessed, of her dinner after it had taken a trip through the blender. Curling her lip in disgust, she wondered how what looked so good on the table could look so unpalatable mushed up and placed into a bowl, but it was impossible for Karen to not be envious when she saw the other women sit down and fill their plates with the wonderful looking dinner.

With a sadistic little grin, Julie spooned up a large pile of mush and brought it up to Karen’s lips. She resisted briefly, but that only left her with a messy face when Julie spitefully smeared it over her lips and chin. Karen reluctantly opened her mouth wide, squeezing her eyes shut as she allowed Julie to deposit the food into her mouth, and although she had tasted worse during her stint as an adult baby, she watched and Nana and Auntie eat their dinners with envy-- she would give anything to be sitting at that table with them right now!

One heaping spoonful at a time, Julie fed Karen at a quick and steady pace, smearing her lips and chin when it took her charge too long to chew and swallow. Soon Karen’s lips, chin, even the end of her nose were smeared… Karen blushed, realizing that, sitting in her high-chair with her face all covered in food.  she must look almost exactly like an overgrown toddler-- and judging by the way Nana and Auntie would occasionally glance in her direction and snicker, she realized she must have looked pretty amusing.

At last, she finished her meal, following up the final bite with a sizable burp. Karen forced herself to sit still when Julie wiped off her mouth with a wet cloth.  

     “Sit down and eat your dinner, sis,” Auntie said, raising to her feet with a smile. “I’ll take her up and put her down for a nap!”