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Panties and the Pamper

Emily let out a gasp from behind her pacifier, while she felt Rose’s hand press against her wiggling messy diapered bum and her words echoing in her ears “A diaper change? She is going to actually change me? Oh god I’m going to have a diaper change just like a baby, I do want out of this horrible thing but I definitely don’t want her to see me in that state” she winced at the thought. “Uptime baby Zooey and then you follow nanny up to your nursery and your new changing table” she cooed as she finally removed her hand from Emily’s squishy bum. Emily bit into the pacifier as she slowly got off the woman’s lap and back onto her hands and knees “Nursery? Changing Table? What else has she changed? Has she changed my bedroom? What’s happened to all my things?” she wondered nervously as Rose stood up and without saying a word began walking out of the room.

Emily looked around nervously “Could I go now? Try and escape while she is in front of me?” she wondered with a huge weight on her chest, she let out a sigh and shook her head as she began to crawl forward “I wouldn’t get anywhere and she would just turn that thing on and I would be going through that pain again, I...I can’t believe how she is doing this to me and so quickly” she thought miserably as she left the room and approached the stairs. Rose stood to one side at the foot of the stairs “Baby first, Nanny needs to make sure you won't fall” she cooed, Emily rolled her eyes as she began to crawl up the stairs her diaper sticking to her cheeks as she went up one step at a time“Fall? How would I fall with crawling up the stairs? She is just saying that to make me feel like a baby. Well it didn’t work, it just made you sound stupid” she thought with a smile when suddenly the smile disappeared “Why the hell am I smiling at that? It’s so immature and it was to prove a point that I am a baby, what is going on with me? I guess I wanted to try and take some victory after everything I have gone through” she thought as she reached the top of the stairs and looked at the door to her bedroom. A cold chill ran down her spine as she stared at her bedroom door “Has she really turned it into a nursery? No she couldn’t have, she's probably just sayings that to make me feel like a baby, everything will be the same...apart from the changing table? Oh god a changing table in my bedroom?” she swallowed hard. Rose stepped in front of Emily and walked to the door opposite to the one Emily was staring at and smiled down at her “Come on Zooey, I’m sure you want to see your nursery” she said with enthusiasm. Emily took a sigh of relief as she looked away from her door and towards Zooey’s door “Yes, she hasn’t touched my room, that’s a win I guess. Easier for me to grab all my things when this is all over with and get the hell out of here” she thought.

Emily crawled towards the bedroom door with raised eyebrows “What has she done to it? She can’t have done that much. How long was I out for?” she wondered when the door was opened and Rose turned on the light, Emily gasped. Directly opposite to her Zooey’s bed has been removed and replaced with a large pink crib, the white wardrobe was still where it was but the full length mirror that was attached to one of the doors had been removed. She noticed that the wooden floors had been replaced with a pink fluffy carpet, Zooey’s computer desk that sat under the window had been replaced by a large pink and white chest of drawers and the closed pink curtains hid the sun's light, the white walls were the same but all the picture frames and art had been removed. “How did she do this? I can’t believe it. She has turned her room into an adult nursery!” she shouted in her head. “Well go on in baby Zooey” Rose instructed, Emily swallowed nervously as she obediently crawled into the center of the room, she felt the warm soft carpet under her hands and knees and couldn’t help but smile at how soft it felt against her skin. Emily shook her head in disbelief at her sister's room when she noticed something about the chest of drawers that she hadn’t noticed before, she cocked her head when her eyes widened “Is that a changing table?” she wondered as she stared at the thick white padding across the top “Get a change there? At the window? I’m so glad the curtains are closed but it’s so close to being outside and everyone could see me” she shuddered at the horrible thought.

Rose walked into the nursery and stood beside the changing table and looked down at Emily with a smile “Sit down baby” she commanded. Emily swallowed and took a deep breath as she slowly lowered herself back onto her messy bum, she frowned to herself “It’s definitely a bad thing that it doesn’t feel any different from crawling around and sitting in it now” she thought miserably. "Now you are being such a good baby, your parents are going to be so happy that you are learning your lessons" she said with warmly which caused Emily to blush bright red. She looked down at the pink plastic pants that hugged her filthy diaper and felt sick “My parents know this is happening, they think it’s happening to Zooey but they know that their daughter is being turned into a baby, is being forced to wear diapers. They are so messed up!” she thought with anger as Rose continued. “When a grown up asks you if you need a diaper change you will always say or shake your head no, when a grown up ups asks you if you want a diaper change you will always say or shake your head no. You may even bounce up and down or wiggle your bum around to prove that you don’t want or need a diaper change” she said firmly. Emily felt sick to her stomach “I have to say no? Even say no to wanting a change? I…I can’t even imagine being asked that, let alone responding, it’s so humiliating and embarrassing. She even wants me to bounce about? This is all types of wrong!” she thought miserably. Rose watched on in silence as the young diapered woman processed what she had said, she let her digest it for a moment before she clapped her hands together and shook her head “Pooey baby girl do you need a diaper change?” she asked with fake enthusiasm.

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