The sixth day

Good morning, little Peter." Peter woke up to Jessica's voice. "Did you miss me?"

He opened his eyes to see her smiling wickedly at him. He sat up and felt the wet cloth of the diapers he had soaked before bed. "What are you doing here?"

"Watch your manners, little boy." He snapped. "Mommy said you leaked after I changed your diaper last time. So she's teaching me how to do it properly. I'll be changing your diapers all day. Aren't I a good big sister?"

He felt even more uncomfortable in his wet diaper now, knowing that Jessica would change it. He lay down and groaned. He didn't want to face that day.

"You're getting sleepy up there." Jessica pulled the covers off him. "Looks like you need a diaper change right now. I'll get Mom."

She left and gave Peter a few moments to mentally prepare himself for another humiliating day.

She returned shortly with Elizabeth.

"Good morning, little Peter." Elizabeth greeted him.

"Good morning, Mom." She was embarrassed to say this in front of Jessica, but it would have been worse if she hadn't.

Jessica is going to change your diaper today. She said. "As practice for the next time she babysits."

She didn't need to tell Peter what to do. Jessica carried him over to the changing mat and laid Peter down on it. Elizabeth watched as Jessica removed her plastic pants and wet diaper. As she wiped the old urine from his groin and bottom, she realized that while it was definitely humiliating, it wasn't as bad as she had thought. Watching Elizabeth, Jessica couldn't help but She misbehaved.

Elizabeth talked Jessica through folding a new cloth diaper correctly. She had to step in and demonstrate the correct folds a few times. Then Jessica slipped it under her bottom and pinned it. Elizabeth checked the fit before letting Jessica put on a clean pair of plastic pants.

Elizabeth changed into her red T-shirt and led her out of the room to make her breakfast. Nicole was waiting for them at the table, and Jessica joined them soon after.

After breakfast, Peter clung to Nicole. He had barely seen her since she had started work. He also wanted Nicole to protect him from Jessica. Nicole thought she was cute. She followed him around like she had when Jessica was a little girl.

He tried to remember what he used to do with Jessica as a child. "Do you want to build a blanket fort?"

Peter was offended by the suggestion, but the truth was, it sounded like fun. "Um..."

"Come on." He took that as a yes. "We'll move some chairs from the dining room table to your room and I'll get some extra blankets."

Jessica rolled her eyes at them, realizing she couldn't take Peter alone and torment him, sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. She barely watched it, though, because she immediately took out her phone and called one of her friends to talk to.

In Peter's room, Nicole set up the chairs and put blankets on them. She was surprised at how much fun he was having. Peter didn't seem to be having that much fun. He was overly self-conscious.

"I think you'd have more fun if you were little Peter," Nicole commented.

"Maybe." Mitter agreed but didn't want to spend time with Nicole as a little boy. Nicole didn't like seeing him like that either.

"Can you try it?" Nicole suggested.

"I'm not sure how it works." It wasn't exactly a lie, but it wasn't the whole truth.

"Okay." Nicole could tell she was upset and had backed off for now.

As they crawled into the completed blanket fort, Peter realized he would have to change his diaper soon. He didn't want to do it in front of Nicole. He also remembered that Jessica would change him. It was inevitable, but he wasn't in a hurry, so he continued.

Nicole led the game, pretending that the castle was a magical castle and they were fairy princesses. Peter joined in with difficulty, and Nicole wished that Peter could be Little Peter again and enjoy it.

Finally, it became impossible to bear any more. To put some distance between herself and Nicole, she crawled out of the castle, but the move caused her to fill her diaper halfway.

Nicole watched the changing chair grow bigger and did her best to hide her laughter. "I think you need a diaper change." She crawled out of the castle in a different way. "I'll tell Mommy and Jessica."

"Please don't. I don't want Jessica changing my messy diaper," she begged. "Can you do this and not tell them?"

"Sorry." Nicole felt bad for him. Although she was glad that the diaper was someone else's problem. "Mommy said Jessica has to change all your diapers today and she'll know you messed them up when you wash them." Before he could argue, he left the room.

"She heard Jessica's voice all the way from the living room. I'm not changing his dirty diapers." "I told you, Jessica," Elizabeth replied coolly. "You're going to change all of Peter's diapers today so I can be sure you know how to take care of him." "But..." Jessica began to argue. "No, Emma. You change his diapers or you'll end up in one yourself," Elizabeth threatened. "Like I'm letting you do that to me." Jessica glared at her. "I'm not a loser like him."

"You may not live under my roof, but I know your secrets. Remember..." Elizabeth's voice was too quiet for Peter to hear.

Moments later, Jessica stormed into the room, angry. "Get on the changing mat," she ordered.

"Don't be mean to your baby brother." Elizabeth followed her daughter into the room. "Come on, Peter, you need to lie down on the changing mat."

Jessica hugged Peter and laid him down on the mat. Jessica pulled down her plastic pants. The smell immediately got worse and Jessica wrinkled her nose. She gingerly untied the diaper pin and unzipped it.

"This is so gross." She complained, grabbing a handful of wipes and going to work.

"I had to do this to you," Elizabeth told her. "If you don't improve your attitude, I might have to do this to you again."

Jessica stopped complaining and continued to wipe. Peter just stared at the ceiling, hoping this would be over soon.

"Clean enough?" Jessica asked.

"You need to go right under him," Elizabeth told her. "If you don't get them all, he'll have a rash."

"That's going to be awful," Jessica said sarcastically as she grabbed more wipes and put them between her cheeks.

She tossed the dirty diaper into the diaper pail and started folding a new one. Elizabeth still had to correct her fold a few times before it was ready to be attached to him.

After everyone was cleaned up, it was lunch time. Elizabeth said Jessica had to feed Peter so Nicole sat Peter on Jessica's lap. It was hard for Peter to let Jessica feed him, but as long as Elizabeth and Nicole were there, everything was fine, then the blanket fort had to be dismantled so Peter could take a nap.

Nicole had an idea. While Peter was in bed, she walked into the room.

"Hi Nicole." Mrs. Stone greeted her.

"Hi, Mrs. Stone." Nicole replied. "Can I speak to Sarah?"

"Sure. Come in." She led Nicole to the couch and called. "Sarah. Nicole is here to see you."

"Hi Nicole." Sarah emerged. "What's up?"

"I wanted to talk to you about Peter," Nicole explained. You were playing with him yesterday and something happened.

He forgot that he was an adult and was just enjoying being little Peter. Sarah knew immediately what she was talking about. "Are you worried about him?"

"No. I mean, it's weird, but..." Nicole wasn't sure how to phrase it.

"Is he that happy?" Sarah finished her thought.

"Yeah." Nicole agreed. “Do you know how to help him do it again?”

“I think so,” Sarah told her. “It happened twice when he was here. Both times I was reading to him.”

“Just reading a book?” Nicole didn’t believe her.

“Well, I was doing it like I was reading to very young children,” Sarah explained. “I can show you.”

Sarah led Nicole into the room. It was still set up like a nursery. Frogs Can’t Yodel picked up and sat in her chair. “Sit with your legs crossed in front of me.”

Nicole sat where she was told and watched Sarah read the story. There was something about the way she read. It made Nicole feel small. For a moment, she worried that, like Peter, she would forget her adult self. It didn't happen, but she could see how it could happen to someone who was so accepting of it and all the childish behavior Peter had received.

"Thanks," Nicole said. "I think I understand now."

At the end of Peter's bedtime, Elizabeth led Jessica into her room.

"You need to check his diaper after his nap," Elizabeth explained.

Jessica pulled the covers off Peter and saw that he was definitely wet. "I just hope you didn't make another mess."

She changed him again. This time Elizabeth only had to adjust her folds once.

After the change, Peter followed Nicole. She was crawling on the floor like a child.

Nicole was in her room. "Hey, Peter. You had a good nap."

"I wasn't tired," she complained.

Nicole said I talked to Aunt Sarah. And he taught me how to help you become Little Peter again.

Peter had very mixed feelings about it.

“Can we try it?” Nicole asked. “I really like building a blanket fort with Little Peter.”

“I…” He was about to argue, but Nicole seemed too excited. “Okay.”

“Okay.” He picked up the picture book he had already chosen. “Come sit on the lap like you’re in kindergarten with Aunt Sarah.”

Peter sat at Nicole’s feet as she sat cross-legged on the floor.

“Prince Peter’s Tea Party.” Nicole misread the title on purpose. It was Princess Amanda’s Tea Party, a book that had been personalized for her when she was a little girl.

Peter listened. Nicole wasn’t as good at the sound as Sarah. She felt warm and tingly and relaxed, but she was still at the end of her book.

“That didn’t work. Did it?” Nicole asked.

Peter nodded. Despite his initial ****. He realized he was disappointed.

Nicole thought about how Sarah's voice had made her feel. Was there any other way she could have made Peter feel that way? After a moment's thought, she remembered something her mother had picked up when they had gone out to buy Peter diapers. "I have an idea. Wait here."

She put Pierre in his room and prepared what she needed. A few minutes later, she was with a glass of The milk came back full of warm milk.

"A bottle?" she asked.

"Just try it," she said, sitting down on her bed, Peter cradled her in his arms.

Peter lay on Nicole's lap, his head resting on her chest. It felt so good, whether he did or not. Nicole took the bottle to her lips and took the nipple in her mouth. He stroked her hair as she began to suck on the bottle.

It didn't work very well, it stopped working after a few strokes. When she let it go, air rushed in and worked a few more times before it stopped again. It was a rather tedious way to drink.

"What's wrong?" Nicole noticed his frustration.

"This bottle isn't working," she complained.

"I don't think you're just supposed to suck on it," she argued. It's supposed to work like a mother's breast.

Looking at Nicole's breasts, he imagined her nipple in his mouth. The thought made him grow a little in his diaper. Instead of sucking, he pressed it with his tongue. The milk dripped and filled up again.

After he figured out how to drink from the bottle, he relaxed and enjoyed Nicole's attention. When he drank the milk, he felt small again and Nicole's breasts were no longer erotic to him, they were soothing and nothing more. When he finished the bottle, he was little Peter again.

"Do you want to make a blanket fort again?" Nicole asked, setting the empty bottle aside.

Peter nodded, hugged him, and went back to his room, where they rebuilt the fort and played fairies. Nicole took the lead again, telling Peter what would happen in their role play, but he played his part with enthusiasm and they played and giggled until it was interrupted.

"Mommy said I had to check Peter's diaper before dinner," Jessica said, looking at the blanket fort.

Peter shook his head. "No." He knew he was wet but he didn't want to stop playing. He was too busy with Nicole.

"Come on, Prince Peter," Nicole said. "Let Jessica change his diaper."

"Okay, Princess Nicole." He laughed and smiled at Jessica as he left the castle and Nicole laid him down on the changing mat.

He was confused as Jessica pulled his plastic pants off. Peter wasn't embarrassed at all.

"Are you really enjoying this?" Jessica asked. "You weirdo!"

This brought Peter back to reality. He blushed and covered his face.

Nicole watched the transformation with disappointment. Playing with little Peter was a pleasure.

Under Nicole's supervision, Jessica changed Peter into a clean diaper and a new pair of plastic pants.

Nicole asked when Jessica was gone. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." He said a little uncomfortably. "I was playing with you."

“Me too,” Nicole said, hugging him. “You’re making a great little brother.”

After Jessica gave Peter dinner, Elizabeth told her it was time to give him a bath, neither Peter nor Jessica were happy about it, but they couldn’t disobey Mom’s orders. Jessica bathed Peter and then took him into the room to change him for bed.

She laid him naked on her changing mat while Jessica folded his diapers. He needed more guidance to make a double diaper, but Elizabeth was pleased with his effort.

Jessica placed the bulky diapers under his bottom and Elizabeth handed him the bottle of baby powder.

“You need to put some powder on him because he’s going to be in this diaper all night,” she directed.

Jessica turned the bottle upside down and squeezed. A puff of baby powder covered Peter’s groin and most of his stomach.

“Make sure you get to the bottom of him,” Elizabeth reminded Jessica.

Jessica stared at Peter as she spread the powder on his bottom with her hand.

Once they had him in his diaper and into his pajamas, Elizabeth picked him up and carried him into the living room.

Jessica washed her hands and then joined them. “I’m going home. I think I’ve changed enough diapers for today.”

Elizabeth and Nicole said their goodbyes and then sat down on the couch. Peter felt more at ease with Jessica gone. He looked at Elizabeth once more, thinking about hugging her. What would be so bad about it? He wondered if she was treating him like a little boy. Why couldn’t he play together? He had done it before as little Peter.

He made up his mind, crawling to Elizabeth’s feet and resting his head on them. Elizabeth wondered. He hadn't acted like little Peter that night. While Jessica had been changing him after the bath, she was definitely embarrassed. Still, she was glad he wanted her affection. It made even more sense, when she remembered that it wasn't supposed to.

She smiled at him and played with his hair for a moment before she said, "Come here, my little one."

Elizabeth cradled him in her arms, lowered his head to her chest, and wrapped her arm around him. He smiled contentedly and closed his eyes. He fell asleep in Elizabeth's arms, until Elizabeth carried him to bed.