"Fine." You reluctantly agree, not seeing a way out of it.
"Arms up." Fiona directs you and pulls the dress on over your head. She steps back to look at her work. "You look so cute."
The compliment gives you a strange but nice tingly feeling all over.
She then finds you a pair of shoes, identical to Louise's, and helps you into them.
Mrs Collins announces. "Okay it looks like everyone is ready. Let's get on the bus."
You walk, with the group, out of the class room. The other "volunteers" are dressed in equally juvenile outfits. Louise skips along happily, as if she was actually a little girl. The rest of you look nervously around afraid that someone might see you.
On board, you find another surprise waiting for you. The bus has been fitted with 6 giant baby-seats. Miss Collins is, apparently, very thorough.
"Strap your babies into their seats." She directs.
Fiona and Jessica seat you in the one next to Louise and clip you in before taking their own seats in front of you.
The driver starts the bus and pulls out onto the road.
"Okay time to go over the rules." Mrs Collins says. standing at the front of the bus. "First, until we get back, the toilet is strictly off-limits for the babies. You will use your diapers. Second, babies may not dress themselves or change their own diapers, they must depend on their parents for that. And third, parents are responsible for the behavior of their babies. If they do something wrong it is up to you to punish them."
"How do you like being a little girl?" Louise asks.
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.14 seconds at 9:31pm on Dec 23, 2024 via server WEBX1.