✅ The Baby Makers

42. Almost Over

Phil led the girls across the garden to the little shed Stacie had noticed before. On the way there they only got distracted a little by flowers along the way, and by a small tiled area with chalked lines on it for playing games. Both girls ran off and laughed excitedly at the things they saw along the way; but they wanted to be good and looked out for Phil before he got too far away. It took about ten minutes to cross the garden, and then they found a little area of grass that was cut really short around the shed. Phil opened the little wooden door, vanished inside, and returned before they could wonder too much about if they should follow. He had a large rectangular holdall in one hand, which he set down on the grass.

"Okay, who's first?" He said, and then pantomimed spinning around with his eyes closed. He stopped pointing at Cassie, and gave her a wink. "Okay, Cassie. You get to go first. I think it's nearly time for you to get changed back into your big girl clothes, but you can still have a clean diaper if you want. So, do you think you can be a big girl for me? You can try big girl underwear or pull ups, depending how big you're trying to be."

"Can I have panties?" Cass said, laughing just a little bit. "So as I can pretend to be a big girl."

"Okay, you're the boss. But we'd best make sure you don't have another accident, so the cleaners don't have to mop the floor an extra time today."

"I won't!" Cass protested, "I'm a big girl. Almost."

"I know how big you are," Phil chuckled, and then leaned closer and whispered something to her. Whatever it was, it was enough to make Cass laugh again as she nodded. "Okay then, you can try to wear your big girl pants. Now, can you lie down for me and we'll get your bum all cleaned up?"

Cass lay back on the grass, and giggled as Phil lifted her skirt up. The light fabric blew in the wind a little, and she grabbed for it until she managed to get a handful and held it kind-of out of the way. Then he pulled her leggings down to reveal her diaper, and tapped her gently on the bottom of one foot.

"You comfortable there? Then I think we'd better make sure that you won't be having another accident before you get back to your grown-up clothes. Is that okay with you, Miss Pottypants?" Cass started to nod, and then blinked and scrunched up her face for a moment. Her legs lifted up higher in the air, and she was focused on something Stacie couldn't see for a minute. She was back to normal very soon, but blushing a lot more now.

"Okay, all empty now?" Phil asked, and Cass nodded eagerly before realising that Phil couldn't see through her skirt and mumbling a faint "yes".

He pulled out baby wipes from the bag, and a plastic bag that came out open like he was pulling it from a dispenser. It didn't take him any time at all to wipe Cassie's bum clean, dispose of the diaper and wipes into the little bag, and tie the top closed to keep any smell inside. There was a little bit of a lemony scent in the air too, so it seemed like the diaper bag might be perfumed. Then he produced some cute underwear, stretchy white cotton with a print of yellow and orange hearts, and managed to grab Cassie's wiggling feet long enough to slip them on. It must have taken less than five minutes.

"All clean now," he said. "Do you need a hand, or can you stand up by yourself?"

Cassie practically jumped to her feet, only stumbling a little.

"I'm a big girl!" she said. "I can walk by myself and everything! You didn't need to make me–"

"Better safe than sorry," Phil smirked, and neither of them could see anything wrong with that. "Now, I think it's Stacie's turn. Can you lie– Yes, just like that. Good girl. Now, would you be okay with big girl panties too, or do you think you'd be safer with pull-ups for an hour?"

Stacie blushed, still feeling a wave of euphoria when he called her a good girl. But she managed to start thinking again in time to come up with an answer. He was giving her a choice to be a big girl, but she wanted to make Phil happy. He always called her a good girl when she was a little baby, and she didn't want to be big anymore.

"Can I have diapers?" she asked. "I don't wanna be big."

"Okay baby, whatever you want," he said. And then he leaned closer so she could see him, and whispered: "You don't have to be a big girl all at once, you know. You're allowed to try big girl undies and still have an accident if you'd prefer."

"No!" Stacie giggled. "Don't wanna undies. I'm a good baby, gotta have a diaper."

"You'll have to grow up soon," he said. "Your day's almost over. But if you want to stay a baby as long as you can, we can do that. One nice clean diaper with lion mermaids on. Is that what you want?" This time Stacie just nodded, with a huge grin so that nobody could be mistaken about how happy she was. She was having the time of her life here, and she could thank Phil for all of it.

He changed her diaper right there on the grass. She looked around while he was doing it, looking at the other kids and the games they were playing. She waved, and some of them waved back. But they were all doing fun and exciting things, so none of them were too interested in a little baby getting her diaper changed. Stacie's diaper change took a lot longer, because she was messier and needed more cleaning. But it wasn't long before she was lying there with the short grass tickling her bum, while Phil found a fresh diaper for her. As promised there were lions on it, and fish. Phil tickled the back of her knee to get her to lift her legs up, shook baby powder on her skin, and then taped the diaper around her waist. He moved so quickly, it was obvious he was a clever grown-up and he'd done this for hundred of babies, or even millions. Then he was reaching out to help her sit up again.

Stacie pulled on his hand until she was upright, and then giggled as she felt the warmth spreading through her diaper. Phil leaned closer, and whispered something else in her ear. Words she didn't understand, she wasn't old enough to know them. But she still knew they were important, and a little something in the back of her mind let her know that they were magic words. She didn't understand them, she didn't know how she knew, but she would always know what those words were for. They were changing her mind, changing who she was, so that she would be a grownup again. The time she'd spent as a baby was almost over, and Phil was opening the floodgates that would let grown-up thoughts into her mind. It would be slow, but in an hour she would know those words again.

Stacie had special powers. She was too little to remember why, or to understand how it worked. But her mind was her own, and she could control what happened in it. And when she felt that it was time for her to grow up, something inside her said no. She was having too much fun, and she wasn't going to let anything stop her being a baby. And as soon as she decided it, she knew that it was true.