Hollywood Princess

Chapter 28: A Princess' New Normal

The rest of the week played out much the same as the first day. Mommy made breakfast, we ate with GiGi and Obaa-chan, Mommy changed me and dressed me for the day. I would be brought to the living room and allowed to play with my toys. We would have lunch, and Mommy would put me down for a nap. When I awoke, I was changed again and rejoined the grown-ups in the living room. I played with my toys, Mommy would occasionally play with me and keep a close eye on me. After dinner, Mommy gave me a bath and changed me into my pajamas. We watched a children's movie while I drank my bottle snuggled against usually Mommy, but occasionally GiGi or Obaa-chan. It was wonderful, I couldn't remember a time when I had felt so happy, so worry-free.

My big side did occasionally come up for air, and during those times Yuki and I enjoyed each other's company as adults. Even when my big side came up for air, I was never out of diapers. I had been wearing diapers non-stop for several weeks now, and I quite enjoyed the convenience of just letting go when I felt the need. I had no desire to be out of diapers, and back into my thin panties that offered no protection for my accidents. I offered to give Yuki a break from diaper changes when I was big, but she declined, something about not minding and it being too difficult for me to get the cloth diaper on myself.

When I was big, we would go out for dinner or to a movie together. We would spend time with Yuki's friends at Karaoke bars, discreetly diapered during each occasion to avoid notice. I wore disposables while out and about, with rubber pants and a onesie to cut out the crinkling from my diaper. I even used my diaper in public several times, once even when I was in the middle of singing "Plastic Love." No one ever caught on, and I was content. I did get recognized occasionally, but mostly by foreign tourists but everything was hidden and nobody ever suspected I was wearing anything but panties under my clothes.

At the end of the first week, GiGi and Obaa-chan had to return to work. GiGi to the movie set for re-shoots and Obaa-chan to the Rehab Center. That left a lot of just Mommy-daughter time during the days, or so I thought. With Mommy back in Japan, she had resumed her work helping her mother at the clinic. Even though I insisted I could stay big and look after myself, Mommy disagreed and every morning I was dropped off at her Sister's house. Ojisan was a homemaker, taking care of the house while her husband worked. Her husband was an important executive at the Hospital connected to Obaa-chan's clinic and that is how they had met. They had one child together, a little girl named Chiyo. Chiyo was three years old as of last month, and was very excited to be a "big sister."

Every day was spent playing with and being bossed around by Chiyo. Chiyo's bossiness was mostly innocent, so I didn't mind. It was fun to play with someone of a similar age to my headspace. Ojisan was much different than her younger sister, whereas Mommy was reserved and solemn, Ojisan was bubbly and colorful. She loved taking care of the girls and making sure they were having fun. She was not phased by having to change my diapers, just happy that she only had one baby to change since Chiyo was now potty trained. I blushed a bit at the realization that a three-year-old had better potty skills than I did, but quickly got over it. I liked being a baby, I liked my diapers, and I wasn't ready to give that up.

Occasionally I spent the night at Ojisan's place when Chiyo wanted to have a sleepover, or Mommy, GiGi, and Obaa-chan had to work late. Most evenings though, Mommy picked me up in the evening, and we spent the evening snuggling together watching Disney movies. It was a wonderful time, I rarely even thought of my previous existence as an Actress and Hollywood star. I was content just being Mommy's baby for now. Mommy seemed to be happy as well, she was happy to be back in the clinic doing what she found so interesting, but she was also enjoying taking care of me. It brought a nurturing side of her, that she didn't know she had. If I hurt myself, she was there in an instant to kiss it better, if I was upset she knew all the best ways to calm me down.

We continued like this for the next two months as GiGi finished up her reshoots. It was amazing, I was happy. The big girl part of me knew there was a timer on how long this could last, but the little part of me didn't care. Even when GiGi came home at the end of the second month and announced re-shoots were complete, and we would be returning home when our visas expired at the end of the next week. I spent that last week having as much fun as I could with Chiyo and Ojisan before we had to leave. I was excited to hear that Mommy would be returning with us, and I wouldn't have to leave her again. During one of my big girl times, my mother had explained that while we were busy over here, our attorneys had been working on Yuki's Visa as the fiancee of an American citizen. I was also informed that a good portion of the logistics of the wedding had already been completed. A venue had been rented, caterers booked, and invitations sent. All that was left was to find a dress for me and a suit for Yuki.

It was finally time to leave, and I tearfully hugged Obaa-chan and Ojisan goodbye gave an extra big hug to Chiyo, and thanked her for being such a good big sister. She cried too, not wanting me to leave, comforted by her mother, they all watched as we got into the blacked-out SUV and started for the airport.