Babysitter gets diapered

The first day.

I woke up to the sound off my alarm ringing from my Alexa on my desk. It was 11:00AM, on the very first day of summer. Despite it being the first day of my two months off, I had a big babysitting job to take on for the next few weeks. Luckily I didn't really mind babysitting, even if it was for three weeks.

I grabbed my phone off my nightstand, and went upstairs to have my shower. Already decently excited to meet the new kid I would be babysitting. After my shower, I did my hair and got into my clothes, ready to head out into my day.

I had my breakfast quite quickly, before grabbing my bags and loading them into my car. I hopped into my old Honda Accord, and waved goodbye to my parents as I pulled out of the driveway. I grabbed my morning coffee from the same place I always do, and prepared myself for the early morning traffic.

By the time I reached the house where I would be staying to babysit, it was 1:13PM. I parked in the almost empty driveway, taking notice of the family's surprisingly pristine Kia Sedona. I walked up to the front door, bags in hand, and knocked gently. The door opened to an adorable middle-aged couple, who welcomed me in immediately.

Our interaction was surprisingly quick, not much happened aside the usual introduction. I was reminded that I would be babysitting a very grumpy 16-year-old, for the duration of three weeks. They explained that she had failed several classes, and this was her punishment while her parents and slightly younger siblings went to visit their grandparents.

I was invited to make myself at home in the guest bedroom, and told to make dinner around 6:00PM. It only took me a little while to unpack and get myself together, I then attempted to familiarize myself with the house. It honestly felt like a mansion, which might explain why the pay was as good as it was.

There front door opened to a beautiful living room, with a side door likely leading to the garage. An arched open doorway lead to a very welcoming dining room, connected to the somewhat modern kitchen by an island with a stunning marble countertop. At the point where the dining room met the kitchen, their was a staircase that led to the second floor, with a door beside it that led to a decent looking washroom.

The second floor split off at the top of the staircase, on the left there was another arched open doorway, leading to a second decently larger living room. The door to the guest bedroom was at the far end of the room, probably a late addition since it was away from all the other rooms.

On the other side of the stairway was a hallway with five rooms attached to it, were I would probably find the kid I was supposed to be looking after. There were three doors on the left side, and two doors on the right side. The first door on the right was a nursery, the second looked to be that of a middle schooler, while I could hear noise coming from the third. The first door on the left was a second washroom, meaning the furthest door would most likely be the parents room.

I softly knocked on the third door, hearing the noise pause for a second, before the door swung open. Before me stood the surprisingly tall girl I would be looking after for the next few weeks. She looked down at me with a smile, which immediately caught me off guard.

"You must be the babysitter" She said, quite enthusiastically.

"Yeah, I am" I replied, still a little bit shocked "And you must be Ady".

She nodded her head quickly, before slipping past me, on her way to the kitchen. I followed soon after, finally getting used to the unexpected attitude, or lack thereof. I checked the time on my phone, it was now 4:21PM. I must've lost track of time while admiring the house.

I came downstairs to see her sitting at the island, typing away on her phone. I stood there for a minute, still feeling awkward about the fact that she was taller than me. She turned to me, and spoke, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"When's dinnerrrrrr"? She asked, in quite possibly the whiniest tone possible.

"In like a couple hours" I said, attempting to not sound too serious.

"God, let me guess, my mom gave you a specific time"? She replied, now with a very deadpan expression.

"Yes, and I intend on sticking to it" I snapped back, with a bit more command in my voice.

She sighed and swivelled around on the stool  she was sat on, still typing away. I turned to head back to the guest room, before suddenly having a realization.

"Should you be on that"? I questioned as I turned back to face her.

"If not, what could you even do about it"? She tossed back at me.

I hesitated, "Probably take it from you" I replied.

She glanced up at me, with a wide smirk. "Oh really"? She said.

I stepped off the stairs, and walking over to where she was sitting. As I approached, she stood up, holding her phone far above my head. I looked up at her, before trying to force her arm down. I eventually realized that I was making absolutely zero progress, and let go.

"Just tell me if you're supposed to be on it" I said, slightly out of breath.

"Awww, what's wrong"? She replied mockingly, "Did the little baby give up"?

I stood there, stunned, I had not expected that response. She took advantage of that, and grabbed my hand, leading me up the stairs. She brought me into the second door, and laid me down on the bed. She then walked over to the closet, grabbed a box off of the shelf, and carried it over to the bed.

"Maybe the baby needs a nap"? She suggested, "Let mommy just get you ready for bed, okay"?

I laid on the bed, basically frozen, unable to really think. Watching as she pulled out several pink cutesy diapers, and laid them on the floor. She then pulled out a black changing mat along with some baby powder. She laid the mat down on the floor, next to the diapers and powder. She lifted me off the bed, and laid my limp body down onto the mat.

"Such a good girl" she remarked, while giggling to herself.

"Mommy will be right back, okay"? She said as she stood up and seemingly bolted out of the room.

I tried moving, I tried doing anything, but nothing worked. I was panicking, this made no sense. Why couldn't I stop her, and why couldn't I do anything at all. This had never happened to me before, why did it happen now.

"I'm baaaaack"! I heard as she re-entered the room, carrying a small pink locked box.

"These are toys that mommy specifically bought for her little baby" she stated, "Unfortunately I'll only be using a few tonight".

I looked up at her with pleading eyes, but she brushed it aside and started stripping me down. Once I was completely stripped, she shoved something up inside me, and continued with the diaper change. She placed two diapers underneath me, then covered my privates in powder, before wrapping the diapers around my waist.

"There, all nice and diapered for bed time"! She said down to me, "Just let mommy finish up for you".

She slid a baggy but short shirt onto my torso, that read something along the lines of 'Mommy's baby girl'. She then unlocked the box, and pulled out a set of mittens and booties, along with a pacifier gag. She slipped the booties and and mittens onto their respective extremities, followed by the sounds of four locks clicking shut.

"You're such a good baby girl" she whispered into my ear, as she placed the pacifier into my mouth, and locked the straps together behind my head.

Now completely dressed up, she lifted me into her arms, and took me into the nursery in the next room. She placed me into the undersized crib, and pulled the bar into place. The lights turned off, as she left the pitch black room, and closed the door behind her.