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A Long Drive
🕑 Added 2019-04-11 19:14:16 +0000 UTCI waddled out of my house with blushing cheeks. Mommy had dressed me in three very thick diapers this morning and I could barely walk! "Hurry up now, honey," she called from the car, putting my diaper bag in the back seat. "I can't walk like this... someone's gonna see. Can't I go change?" I tried to pull down the seat of my dress. Already, I felt like it was too short. What if I bent down?
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"Why do you want to change, poppet? You don't want to have a repeat of yesterday, do you?" It was one of those motherly things to say that really needed so little explanation, that needed no reminding of exactly what had happened due to it being oh so embarrassing and warranting of a triple diapering.
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I pouted and looked down at my feet. Admittedly, she was right. If I leaked on my blue dress, everyone would know. But three diapers?! That was so over the top... I waddled over to Mommy and she helped me into the car, sitting me down in the oversized carseat. It had been a Christmas gift, and I loved it with all my heart. My feet barely touched the ground and I felt so small when I sat down. Already, the feelings of being a baby girl were overwhelming me and I let Mommy buckle me in without any fuss.
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"Your baba is here, okay?" I reached over after checking on her buckle and made a patting motion on the nippled bottle to her right, nestled snugly in the cup holder part of the car-seat. "It's a long drive to school, so I want you to make sure that's all gone by the time we get there, okay?" It was everything a growing girl needed - and everything she'd need to grow the swelling on her diaper too.
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"But Mommy--" She pinched my cheek and I melted into my carseat. She was so big... I was so little. I couldn't argue. I didn't even want to. I took the baby bottle in my hands and popped it in my mouth, sucking happily on the nipple as Mommy started the car.
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Truthfully, her school was only five minutes from the house, but every morning went like this: I'd get her dressed, get her strapped in, give her a bottle and drive around for an hour while she hazed out and got giggly, then I'd drop her at school with the same promise I made every morning for the past five years: come home dry, and you can be out of diapers. It hadn't happened yet.
