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A Mommy's Day Card
🕑 Added 2023-05-30 12:00:01 +0000 UTCEleanore had to bite her tongue as she squirmed in the backseat of her neighbor's car, her diaper, soggy as ever, squishing beneath her shorts. "Can you go any faster?" she whined after another moment. "Please?"
She would have liked to phrase it a bit more harshly, but she knew that would get back to Karolina, and then she'd be in so much more trouble... That, and she didn't really want to sound like she was too eager to return 'home', not when she knew the woman in the front seat was quite aware of what it was she was going back to. Still, Eleanore also knew what would happen if she was late...
"If you wanted to speed, young lady," the woman glared at her in the rear-view mirror, "maybe you shouldn't have decided to give up your own car."
Eleanore winced and blushed, desperate to tell the woman the truth, to disprove all the lies she knew Karolina had been telling her... But, leaning forward, peering into the front seat, seeing the time displayed on the clock, she knew she was already in enough trouble for today. "Y-You're right, ma'am," she mumbled instead.
"I think you need to be a little more grateful," her neighbor scolded. "It isn't everybody who has friends good enough to support their silly little fantasies."
It helped, Eleanore sulked in the back seat, that they weren't her fantasies at all... And it wasn't like Karolina was here, driving her back from the job she'd made her get at the mall, she'd pawned that off on their neighbor. Those were just more things she wasn't allowed to say, however, so she settled back, stomach churning as she readied herself for the inevitable.
"Thanks," she grumbled when the neighbor pulled into Karolina's driveway, grabbing for the door handle, only to find the child locks engaged.
"What was that?" the woman demanded.
"Th-Thank you so much, ma'am," she tried again, with as much politeness as she could muster. The child locks clicked off, and Eleanore pushed open the door, scrambling for the front door of the house, rushing up the stairs and to her bedroom. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" she called as she went. "I got stuck on the register, and there's some kind of stupid dance this weekend, so every tween in the state had to buy a bunch of cheap jewelry for it, and then...!"
She froze, shorts unzipped and in the midst of being tugged down. None of her clothes did a great job of hiding her diapers, but they were now almost completely on display as, at last, she noticed the figure standing in the corner of her room, eyes wide, mouth open, though starting to curl into a smirk.
It was not Karolina, waiting to discipline her for being home late from work, not properly dressed for the evening, after all. It was, somehow, someone far worse. "D-Dawn?" she squeaked.
Dawn... Her former boss's daughter, the one she'd babysat for, for free, many times, trying to curry favor, who she'd always say was an absolute pleasure to look after, even when the opposite was true. She must be a senior now, ready to head off to college in the fall... Or had she done that already? Either way, there was no doubt, despite Dawn being much younger than her, that she was the more mature one now in her jeans and crop top, while Eleanore was in a striped shirt, just short enough to avoid reaching the waistband of her denim shorts, or the diaper peeking out from underneath them, her hair gathered into a pair of scrunchies, one on either side of her head. Not even her tattoos, or her nose piercing, could make her look like a true grown-up when they had to contend with all that.
"Oh, don't let me interrupt," Dawn giggled. "Your Mommy and Daddy are going off on a date tonight, so I'm babysitting. And it looks like the first order of business is getting you into a dry diaper, Ellie!"
Ellie... Eleanore hated that nickname, but she ought to be used to it by now; it was what everybody called her, even at work. She'd asked to have a nametag made with Eleanore... And then Karolina had visited unexpectedly, and marched her straight into the bathroom for a spanking and a pair of suppositories when she saw it.
So she definitely wasn't going to correct Dawn now. Karolina had, most likely, told her that was what she went by; judging from her reaction, she suspected that was all Karolina had said, leaving 'Ellie's' true identity a secret until now. Eleanore wiggled her bottom, feeling very conscious of how clean-shaven her privates were kept now that they were about to be wiped clean by somebody she'd used to babysit. If she was like any of her other babysitters, however, Dawn had been given carte blanche to punish her any way she saw fit, for any reason, or none at all, so Ellie didn't have the guts to tell her no.
"O-Okay," she nodded, feeling a bit numb as she let her shorts drop to the floor, toddling over to her changing table. "Th-Thank you..."
"You are so welcome!" Dawn patted her drooping diaper, pushing her up onto the table. "You know, when Karolina called and hired me, and said her little girl's name was Ellie, I did think about you for a split second, but I never imagined... I mean, look at you! Is this why you got fired? Dad told me there was some incident, and he'd never say anything else about it..."
Ellie blushed at the sound of her diaper's tapes being ripped open, the feeling of fresh air on her bare crotch. "I-It's complicated," she shook her head. "I-I don't really..."
"Aww, you don't?" Dawn gave her an exaggerated pout. "Poor baby... Well, your Mommy did also tell me your rules, and I know that getting home late is a no-no, as is still being in your work clothes this late. I'd be well within my rights to flip you over and fill your little bottom up with a nice, warm, soapy enema for that... Or you could tell me all about what happened.”
Eleanore wanted to protest that it wasn't fair, that it was the sudden rush of customers at the store, or her neighbors slow driving, that was at fault, but those excuses would never work on Karolina, so why would they work on Dawn? "Fine," she sighed, grateful to see Dawn pulling out a fresh diaper, rather than the enema bag. "I'll tell you the whole thing..."
"You'd better," Dawn told her, snapping open the new diaper. "And it had better be the truth."
Karolina wouldn't like that... Or would she? If there was one person who she might be amused by having Eleanore tell the truth to, it would be Dawn; perhaps that was why she'd hired her. "Y-Yes, ma'am," Ellie replied obediently, while Dawn powdered her up, taping up the diaper, then fetching Ellie's school uniform from the closet. "O-Oh, no," she shook her head. "That's..."
"Did you just tell me no?" Dawn snapped, Ellie squeaking in response, blushing as she felt her brand new diaper growing soggy already. "Your Mommy left you with a little assignment, and I think this is the perfect outfit for you to wear while you do it."
"Wh-Whatever you say," Ellie agreed. It was, technically, one of her work outfits, something she was never supposed to wear this late in the day. If her babysitter wanted her to, however, it wasn't her fault... Right? She had a feeling Mommy wouldn't see it that way, but she wasn't here. The skirt was the perfect length to always leave a sliver of padding showing, which amused Dawn greatly as she shepherded Ellie over to the low, plastic table where she colored, giving her some construction paper and crayons.
"You're supposed to make your Mommy a Mother's Day card," Dawn informed her smugly. Mother's Day... Ellie had forgotten all about that! "I want you to draw her a pretty picture, and then thank her for everything she does for you, and tell her how grateful you are for what good care she takes of you, okay? And I'll be reading it when you're done, so if I don't think it's good enough..."
"I-It will be," Ellie promised, even if thanking Karolina for all this was the last thing she wanted to do.
"And let's hear that story," Dawn reminded her with a crinkly swat on the bottom.
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"Oh, please," Karolina snickered. "The only thing you're more qualified to be than me is a babysitter. And even that is questionable."
"Excuse me," Eleanore glared up at her. "I've been here for way longer than you, so I know what this position needs..."
"Then you should know it's me," Karolina shrugged.
There was a part of Eleanore that was afraid that was true. She'd been a shoo-in for the promotion, up until Karolina had swept in, so tall and pretty, resume stuffed full of impressive accomplishments. It had been all but promised to Eleanore, and then, after she'd been hired, suddenly the decision was being postponed, and she had a bad feeling she knew exactly why.
She couldn't let that happen, not when she'd worked so hard for this, struggling her way up from secretary, doing everything the boss asked, staying late, babysitting his awful daughter for free, running errands all over the city for him...
She was already frustrated enough by the delay that she'd brought that up, only to have him brush it all aside, and apparently tell Karolina about it, since she was teasing Eleanore about her babysitting. She was going to have to go after Karolina directly.
"I'm only looking out for the company," she lied to her boss. "I normally wouldn't go snooping around like this, but there was something strange about her resume, and how quickly she left her first job... I think it's something that everyone ought to know about so they can decide whether they want to continue working with her, much less work for her if you do let her have the promotion."
It was a gamble, for sure, though she had done enough poking around online to make her certain there was more to it than Karolina let on. All she had to do was find out exactly what it was, and hope it was juicy enough to raise some doubts...
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"Wait, what's that?" Dawn frowned.
"It's a flower!" Ellie whined. "Can't you tell?"
"No, not your picture," Dawn rolled her eyes. "Didn't you hear..?"
Ellie's stomach churned as she heard voices on the lower floor of the house. "It's Mommy and Daddy," she gulped.
"Are you sure?" Dawn asked. "Why did they even hire me if...?"
Ellie could mentally trace the sound of footsteps from the garage door into their bedroom, confirmed by that door closing. "I-I dunno," she fibbed. "But if Mommy hired you until a specific time..."
"Whatever," Dawn shrugged. "You were saying?"
Ellie was all too happy to go back to the story, raising her voice, praying it would distract from the new noises she was certain were about to start coming from the bedroom at any moment.
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She'd thought it was a lucky break when Karolina invited her over to her place that evening... Either that, or the boss had warned her about what Eleanore had said, and she was scared, assuming Eleanore already knew something when, in fact, she was going to use this chance to do some digging in person.
"We ought to settle this like adults," Karolina told her. "There's no reason for us to fight in front of the whole office."
"Sure," Eleanore agreed. "But I can't make any guarantees... If I think they need to know the truth..."
"We'll see how it goes," Karolina smirked, leaving it at that until Eleanore arrived at her house that night, leading her right up the steps, and into an oversized nursery.
"Wait," Eleanore giggled, looking around in shock, eyeing the huge crib, the changing table, the high chair. "Are you into..?"
"Oh, no," Karolina shook her head. "Of course not! Don't be silly! But since the only thing you might actually be better at me than is babysitting, I thought I'd better prove to you..."
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Ellie's cheeks glowed bright red, eyes darting towards Dawn, positive she had to have heard that last moan. She wiggled her bottom expectantly, nibbling her bottom lip.
"Well, what?" Dawn demanded. "What did she need to prove?"
Ellie let out a sigh of relief, turning back to her card. "Well..."
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"I'd better prove to you I'm better at that, too," Karolina proclaimed.
"What are you even talking about?" Eleanore rolled her eyes. "What does that have to do with the promotion? And who are you babysitting?"
"Oh, sweetie," Karolina chuckled, brushing a strand of hair behind Eleanore's ear, then reaching for the top button on her shirt. "You, of course."
Eleanore gasped, trying to pull away, only for Karolina to grab her by the arm, easily yanking her back, pulling her down and over her lap as she sat down, clearly prepared for this. Eleanore struggled to break free, heart thumping louder and louder in her chest as she looked at the room again, seeing it in a whole new light. "N-No! Y-You can't...!"
The spanking had changed her tune quickly, embarrassingly so. In a matter of minutes, she was blubbering, willing to agree to anything to make her rival stop, even allowing herself to be stripped naked, lifted up onto the changing table, taped into a bulky, pink diaper. "O-Okay, you win," Eleanore sniffled, staring down at her feet, arms crossed over her bare chest. "Y-You're a better babysitter than me, all right? C-Can I..?"
"No, no, no," Karoline said. "I won't accept that. You don't even know if I can change diapers yet! And, really, you're the baby, so you can't judge anyway... That's up to your Daddy."
"M-My...?" Eleanore blushed. "My dad is in a whole other state, a-and you wouldn't dare..." Those concerns were instantly wiped away when Karoline produced the enema bag. "No!" she wailed, stomping her foot. "I-I won't let you! Y-You can't!"
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"Hold on," Dawn cut her off. "Let's see." She held out her hand, and Ellie obediently gave her the card. She opened her mouth, not wanting to continue the story, yet desperate to keep her sitter distracted. "I want to read it first," Dawn said. "'Thank you so much, Mommy, for keeping me in diapers, and changing me, and helping teach me to be a good little girl. I love you so, so, so much.' How sweet."
Ellie bashfully shrugged. She almost wished she had the guts to write the truth in the card, the real way she felt about Karolina... It would never have made it past Dawn, however, and if Karolina ever found that draft in the garbage... She shuddered to think, diaper warming further.
"Well, since you're all done with your homework, and since your Mommy and Daddy are home, we'd better get you dressed properly," Dawn told her. Off came the skirt, Ellie already missing it, regardless of it being too short. At home, there was no covering her diaper, ever. The top was removed with it, replaced with a simple white tank top, trimmed in yellow.
"All right," Dawn nodded. "Now what were you...?"
Ellie started up again, only to be interrupted immediately by a passionate scream of, "Caleb!" from beneath them.
Dawn's grin widened. "Wait, are they...?" she snickered. "And wasn't your..?"
Ellie was already on her way over to the corner of her room by the crib, knowing how she was going to have to finish this story now, as mortifying as it would have been even without this final indignity... But rules were rules…
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A pacifier gag and a pair of cuffs locked around her ankles and wrists had shown her how little choice she had in the matter, and the enema had only emphasized it. She'd be so sure, writhing there in the crib, tummy aching as the soapy water sloshed around in it, that things couldn't get any worse... Until she'd heard the doorbell ring.
"Don't go anywhere," Karolina mocked, leaving her trapped there to go answer it, returning with Caleb by her side. Eleanore squealed, staring up at him, both embarrassed for him to see her this was, and grateful that, somehow, he'd known where she was, had come to save her before she filled her diaper like a little baby.
"See?" Karolina said, sitting down on the edge of the open crib, patting Eleanore's head. "I think you can understand why she wouldn't want to admit this to you herself... You should have heard how much she begged me to do all this, though. I honestly thought it was a bit pathetic at first, but it's been growing on me... And I didn't feel right letting her keep it a secret from you any longer."
Eleanore shook her head desperately, mumbling behind her paci-gag, wanting to tell him that she was lying... Only to hear herself grunt instead, feel her body begin to push, to fill her diaper, right there in front of her rival and her boyfriend. She burst into tears, utterly humiliated.
"Hey," Caleb told her gently, sitting down on the edge of the crib next to Karolina. "It's all right... You can be yourself with me..."
She shook her head, babbling into the paci, trying to get the truth out past it. "That's what I've been telling her all along," Karolina told Caleb. "There is one other thing that she wants..." Eleanore watched helplessly as Karolina ran a finger down Caleb's chest, leaning in close to him, right in front of her, giving him a kiss. He resisted for barely a moment before Eleanore could see him start to return it.
There had been no turning back from that, no convincing him that it was all a trick, that Karolina had lied about her wanting any of this. Sometimes, Ellie wondered if he knew, and had just decided he'd rather be with Karolina than her; it was hard to say if that would have made the situation more or less demeaning.
Karolina had pulled the same trick at work the next day, making her face the whole office, who thought they were there to hear some juicy secret about Karolina, only to see Eleanore being presented to them in a tiny, frilly, pink party dress, and a diaper that Karolina used an enema to ensure she'd fill right in front of them, guaranteeing there was no way she'd be getting the promotion. She was lucky her boss had let Karolina escort her out, instead of calling security to do so.
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Ellie let out a squeal of pleasure, a pitiful echo of the ones her Mommy had made from the master bedroom, before sinking onto the back of the plushy she'd just humped herself to orgasm on, to Dawn's amusement. She was, she supposed, fortunate she'd been able to put it off as long as she had... Mommy and Daddy loved to come home early from their dates when they hired babysitters for her, and use the opportunity to make love. And, if she heard it, if her babysitters commented on it, she had to have a little 'fun' herself.
It was the only way she was allowed to get off anymore... If she got caught with her hand down her diaper otherwise, or getting too friendly with her stuffed animals, she would be punished. The one time she had permission was when her rival was sleeping with the boyfriend she'd stolen from her, and even then just when there was a babysitter there to see it, for Ellie to demonstrate to how turned on she supposedly was by the whole thing.
To add insult to injury, Mommy kept a vibrator in the same corner with the plushies Ellie used for it, to make her choice to hump her toys instead that much more embarrassing, and to tempt Ellie to use it during those few times when she was home alone, and not working the stupid retail job at the mall Mommy had made her get, or under the care of Mommy, or Daddy, or a babysitter. Under no circumstances was she allowed to touch it. She wasn't sure how Mommy would know if she did, but she was so pathetic, so scared of the woman, that she'd never dared to give it a chance.
"That's quite the story," Dawn commented after a moment.
"Y-Yeah," Ellie agreed.
"It's too bad it's all a lie," the babysitter smirked. "You can't possibly thing I'm going to buy that after what I just saw you do, silly baby."
"It's true!" Ellie whined, stomping her feet in frustration.
"Yeah, right," Dawn snorted. "I think, for telling me lies, I'm going to give you that enema anyway."
"No!" Ellie squeaked.
"Oh, yes," Dawn picked up the enema bag. "Wait right here while I go fill it up in the bathroom."
"B-But Dawn..!" Ellie protested, scrambling to her feet, unsure how she was going to stop her, or convince her that she was telling the truth.
"Are they at it again already?" Dawn giggled, cocking her head to the side. Ellie paused for a second, staring at the enema bag, desperate to keep her sitter from using it on her... But, like the good little girl she was now, helpless to not go back to her plushy and start to writhe on it again, praying that Mommy and Daddy would be tired out after this round, so she wouldn't have to put on a repeat performance for her babysitter in a messy diaper...
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