Mommy

Momma was grunting softly, her body moving on reflex as she messed her diaper. With no control and only the slightest awareness, her mommy pooped herself.

Normally Hannah could smell messy diapers. She smelled her own sometimes at least. But now her mommy didn’t make much of a scent at all. From the way she shifted in the seat and moaned a little she could tell it was poopoo, but there wasn’t a smell.

Then, without warning, the bus started to change.

The leather seat under her mommy turned hard and gray, slowly rising upwards as something on the back of the seat grew out around her body and neck also. Then the inside softened and a pair of armrests appeared underneath her. Four straps came out and around her chest, separating her massive milky breasts and coming together at a buckle in between them securing her mommy into an adult sized baby seat.

Her sister let out a long sigh as well, a light hissing coming from under her skirt. Then the same transformation happened under her seat, securing her into an impossibly perfect sized car seat and strapping her in as well.

Hannah looked around confused, before feeling a soft mass slide into her diaper as well. In a moment she was in a third perfectly sized car seat, as though all three were riding together in the family car.