Asks to be carried

Lauren knew that having Vanessa carry her downstairs to get her diaper changed was beyond humiliating, but she was also worried about how she was going to crawl down the stairs. With a small whimper, Lauren looked up at Vanessa and said, “Cawwy me, Neththie.”

“Of course, Baby Sis.” Vanessa said with a chuckle. She bent down and lifted Lauren up by her underarms before cradling her in her arms, placing a hand under Lauren’s diapered butt as she carried the mortified woman downstairs.

Once they reached the bottom of the stairs, Lauren whimpered as she sucked her thumb in humiliation. How had this happened? How had she been reduced to…to THIS in a span of twenty-four hours?! She knew that she was a twenty-one-year old adult, so why was she acting and talking like a child who was nineteen years younger?!

Vanessa giggled at how well this prank was going. In the span of twenty-four hours, she had reduced her twenty-one-year old sister to a child that people would mistake for being three years old! She giggled again as she laid her older sister down on the couch, Lauren looking away as she felt her remove the wet diaper. In the span of a minute, Vanessa had wiped, powdered, and re-diapered the little, mortified woman; Lauren simply sucking her thumb as she closed her eyes in shame.

“There we go! All clean!” Vanessa chimed as she lifted her sister into the air by her armpits, leaving the little woman to wonder what Vanessa was going to do now.