A pacifier

Jordan smiled. “This was my three year olds. She’s grown out of it, but I still hold onto it just in case. Don’t worry. It’s washed,” she said as she held it to Jessica’s lips. “Open your mouth.”

Jessica squirmed. “No-”

Jordan shoved the pacifier in as soon as Jessica opened her mouth. Jessica’s eyes widened as she looked down at the pink pacifier between her lips as Jordan combed out her hair and tied them into pigtails. Jessica saw her reflection and shrieked. She looked like a … child. “Alright. We’re all set. Let’s get going.”

“Going? Go where?” Jessica asked.

“Honey, no one can understand you. You have a pacifier in your mouth,” Jordan said. “Take that as a hint for you to not talk anymore. Come on. Now. Don’t make me spank you already.”

Jessica’s eyes widened. She wouldn’t dare… would she? Jessica sighed as she allowed Jordan to pull her along in just a diaper and a pacifier in between her lips.