Jenny was a cheerleader at your school and, maybe it was the uniform, you thought she was cute. And she was, but a lot of guys were a little uneasy around her since she wore diapers, pigtails and came across as a little childish. Not that she minded. Clearly, she was at ease in her own skin and this had actually prevented her from becoming bullied or a social pariah. Always bubbly, always brushing it off with a shrug. So no one bothered her. Like most young women her age, she went to parties, kissed boys and hung out with her girlfriends. Most of those friends being cheerleaders themselves. You talked to her from time to time since you shared classes, and at lunch you observed her eating with her friends. Ok, fine it was a little stalker-ish, but you were trying to gather the courage to go talk to her. As always, she unpacked her pink lunchbox. It had Disney princesses on it which you’d think would get her some teasing, but no one bothered her about it either. She pulled out a sandwich neatly cut in triangles, some apple quarters and a juice box. As she was surrounded by friends, you thought better than to ask her out. When, maybe half an hour later, you found her alone at her locker, you actually did manage to walk up to her.
Following this incredible conversation, an awkward silence began since you hadn’t really thought about what to say.
“I think it’s great you wear diapers.” Her smile sort of froze, unsure whether this was a compliment or you were trying to make fun of her.
“Thank you.” She said extremely drawn out.
“I meant, I think you look cute. And diapers are cute, right?”
Her eyes went from panic-stricken to mischievous.
“Right.” she went. She took a step towards you. Her forehead was a few inches from your lips and she looked up right in your eyes. “So you think I’m cute?”
“And you like that I wear diapers?”
“I think we’ll be friends. Wanna come to my house tonight?”
A proposition that made you instantly flush.
“Great! See you on the bus.”
Which is how you found yourself in the aisle seat of a bus going the other way from your house, next to a very pretty girl in pigtails and a diaper who had her pink backpack and pink lunchbox on her knees.
“This is where we get off.”
Strangely, a middle-aged woman was waiting just outside the bus.
“Mommy!” Jenny screamed as she went down the steps and jumped in her mother’s arms.
“Why, hello. Jenny, is that a friend of yours?” Jenny nodded.
The walk was short, but very weird. Your date was holding her mother’s hand throughout and when she overtook you to open the front door, you realized Jenny wasn’t wearing the jeans and t-shirt she had been wearing earlier. She was in her cheerleading uniform and it was a very short skirt. In fact, you could peek at her diaper. Which, yes, you did do. It was especially hard to avoid looking when Jenny removed her light pink Velcro shoes while flashing her padded bottom.
“Mommy, we’ll be upstairs.”
This is going well…and all happening very quickly. Frankly, you thought you were going to go to town right away.
As you followed her upstairs, you noticed that a teddy bear had appeared in her right hand. When you stepped into her room you saw how childish, no, babyish, it all was. Toys, stickers and patterns meant for toddlers. She turned her head towards you.
“You can close the door.”
You obeyed, but despite your raging hormones, you weren’t going to go further without some answers.
“Jenny, this is a little weird.”
Already, she was on all fours on her bed and looking at you with the sweetest of faces.
“When did you change? When did you grab that teddy bear?”
“Oh, that’s just what happens when I get home!”
That wasn’t really an answer, you thought.
“Humm, okay. But jumping in your mother’s arm and all that…”
“I love my mommy. What’s wrong with that?”
“You still call her mommy?”
“Look, I brought you here because I thought you liked all that stuff.”
“I do, I do. Does it turn you on?”
“Aww, so you got a wittle cwush on baby me?” she kept giggling.
“Mr. Teddy say hi to the handsome young man. Do you want a Teddy too?
“I haven’t had one in a long time.”
“Yes, but do you want one?”
“There aren’t many guys my age who sleep with one.”
“Would you have a teddy if you were a little girl like me?”
“Ok, Jenny, this is kinda weird.
“I love sleeping with Teddy.”
“Are you just here for bouncy-time?”
“Bouncy-time.” And to illustrate, she bounced on her bed. “Come on, if you wanna have bouncy-time it’s now ow newer.” she giggled again. She even wiggled her padded bottom for you.
“I’d love to.” you said as you approached her bed. “But I’d like some explanations”
She sighed heavily. “I become baby when I go home, what’s the pwoblem? Now get hewe while we can have fun-fun!”
“I weg- I we- I gwow little.”
She stroked a pose while her thumb made its way into her mouth.
“Mmm. Mmm.” she hugged her teddy bear tightly and dry humped the bed.
“Alright, it’s kinda hot.” you said.
“You likey?” Her pitch had gotten higher too.
You finally came to her and sat on the bed. Gently, you removed her skirt.
“It’s a pretty skirt. You look very cute in your outfit.”
“Do you wanna weaw diapies too?
“Would you be baby if you could?”
You stepped away from the bed.
“I’m not sure what you’re saying.”
“I wanted to be baby giwl. I woke up wike this one day. I had a new mommy and daddy.”
“And they take care of you?”
“Feed you, bathe you, everything?” She nodded.
“And your diapers, you can’t control yourself?”
“No. And I’m weally a giwl.”
“How long have you been like this?”
You looked at her toys scattered around the room, her white diapers under her changing table.
“You say you can transform me?”
“And you’d do this for me?”
“I wike diapie girls too.” she giggled again.
“No, no, I don’t think it’s a good idea. It’s tempting, but…I’d need to think this over.”
“It’s okway. You’ll love it. You don’t have to wemembew you wewe a big boy. Wook.”
Laying on her stomach, she reached for a toy hung on the wall. A toy piano of some kind. When she pressed the middle key, the world around you instantly went to black. And just as instantly, you woke up. You had died, you had been reborn. And now, you were to forever be just like Jenny.
