All characters depicted are 18+. This story contains the following themes: ABDL, diapers, and other kink-related content.

Isabella squints as wind rushes into her face. The purple convertible roars as Victoria races through back roads. It’s difficult to think of how to escape her current situation as Isabella’s girly pop music pounds in her ears. Isabella struggles against the soft but tight straps of the ridiculously large carseat. Her hands are useless as they have somehow gotten stuck between the thick padding of both the seat and her Cutie Pie brand underwear whenever Victoria strapped her in.

“Wait, my hands! You’re not supposed to trap someone’s arms that way in a carseat-” Isabella had been cut off as her pacifier was, once again, forced into her mouth.

“Hahaha, yeah but you’re a ‘grown-up’, remember? Unless you want to admit you’re just a widdle bay-bee!” Victoria pulled on the straps one last time, with a bit too much force as Isabella felt them dig into her abdomen, shoulders, and chest. She was saved from the pressure of the crotch strap as her padding proved thick enough to cushion that blow. Not that it was much of a silver lining.

Isabella is brought back to the present as the car screeches to a halt at a red light. Her heart pounding and red-faced, she turns her head to Victoria. She wants to badmouth her driving, but immediately falters on seeing Victoria’s expression. She’s smirking, as though inviting Isabella to say something, with her hand and one finger up.

“I’ll make an exception for a ‘grown-up’ like yourself,” rings in Isabella’s ears. Bright red, she “hmmpfs” and faces forward once again. Isabella can hear a giddy giggle from her side, causing her to feel a lurch of shame. Part of her hoped that Victoria would get pulled over, even though that would be equally bad for her. She must drive this road often though, because Victoria knew exactly where to slow down to avoid cops and this is their first red light in miles.

To distract herself, as the traffic light is taking forever, Isabella looks up at the road signs. Fortunately they’re on a rather empty stretch of road, which is a boon in that she only felt the need to make herself as small as possible a few times now. Not that it did all that much, sitting in a flashy pink carseat within a flashier purple convertible.

That was soon to end though, as Isabella notices they’ll soon approach the highway. Her stomach drops as she realizes they’re at a crossroads. To the left is their hometown.

There is a small shopping center there, with some boutiques, salons, and other stores. A familiar stomping ground for both her and Victoria. “Maybe I can get away in one of the shops…there’s a secondhand store with lots of nooks and crannies…” Isabella doesn’t like this plan though. “Some of my friends still work there…and several of my old charges are old enough to go there on their own now…”. It would be an absolute nightmare scenario to be seen wearing diapers by someone she’d placed in them before.

To the right of the intersection is the way to her university. It would be in the city, meaning a longer car ride and exponentially more people but…”Hardly anyone there knows who I am…even if they did they wouldn’t recognize me I bet…but…if they do recognize me…I wouldn’t be able to show my face in classes anymore! And who is going to take a sitter seriously if they need to be sat!”

Neither path is good. Isabella begins to sweat, furtively thinking through any way that she could get out of this situation. The seconds count down as the traffic lights continue to glow bright red. She can hear rustling through the blaring music as she unconsciously fidgets. Traffic can be heard in the distance, meaning that either direction would mean holding her head down in shame while suffering Victoria’s need for speed. Her eyes are wide open as she begins chewing on the rubber bulb in her mouth.

The light turns green, Victoria revs the car as the tires squeal. Isabella’s heart feels like it's about to burst with adrenaline…but the car continues straight!

“We’re not going on the highway…we’re not going on the highway!!” Isabella’s face brightens, turning to face Victoria involuntarily.

“Aww, what’s that smile for? Don’t worry, we have some time before our appointments! I’m just going to make a little detour. We have a long day ahead of us after all and as a great sitter, I like to make sure I’m well supplied. Ooh, maybe you know where we’re going and that’s why you’re so happy?” Victoria winks at Isabella before turning her attention back to the road.

Isabella’s moment of elation quickly fades. “Supplies? Where are we going then?!” She normally grinds her teeth at night when stressed, needing a mouthguard. Chewing slowly morphs into sucking on the pacifier in her mouth, seeming almost natural. “What does she mean I know where we’re going? I’ve never been this way before!”

Scared and anxious of what is coming, Isabella keeps her head on a swivel. Victoria occasionally smiles as she notices the girl’s black pigtails swish to and fro. Isabella’s anxiety prevents her from noticing Victoria taking a few quick pictures.

Isabella is a bundle of nerves for the long stretch of time spent driving, before Victoria suddenly swerves and comes to a halt. Jolted, the smaller girl gives the driver an angry look before looking up. They have arrived in a strip mall with a sparsely used parking lot.

Looking around Isabella can see an odd assortment of shops. An antique store, ballet and dance studio, hair salon, some sort of depot for gymnasts or cheerleaders, and health food store were a few of the establishments here. Isabella breathes a sigh of relief, assuming she has some reprieve from being seen by someone she knows out here. She’s never seen this place before!

She hears a door close and looks to her side. Victoria has exited the car, making her way over to the passenger’s side. “We’re here!” The woman beckons towards the building they’re parked next to.

Isabella’s eyes bulge when she finally notices the largest storefront. Babies Fantasy. The lettering was bright and colorful, with a baby teddy bear mascot serving as the logo. “Is this some sort of kids clothing store?”

Peering through the display window, Isabella can see a variety of costumes on mannequins: a pale green, sequin fairy dress, a purple two-piece pageant costume with a tutu-like skirt and top with a heart cutout, and a rather short sailor outfit.

“Ooh, so you haven’t been here before, huh? Like what you see though, Bella? You can take a closer look!” Isabella furrows her brow looking up at the smiling blonde woman. Victoria begins to bend down towards her.

“W-what do you mean?!” She managed to sputter from behind her pacifier. “I’m not getting out!” Having a moment to be aware of her state of affairs, Isabella shies away from Victoria as the woman reaches for her carseat straps. “There’s no way I’m going in there! That’s too embarrassing to be seen shopping for baby clothes by whoever is working there!”

“Oh? You don’t want to come in with me?” Victoria’s face gives away some annoyance before quickly shifting to a cheerful sneer. “Wellll, I guess leaving you here would mean I can get my shopping done a bit faster…I’m sure I’ll be able to see my car from inside the store.”

Victoria reaches over and grabs Isabella’s cheek playfully. “Now you wait here my wittle Isabella, don’t go anywhere. Auntie Victoria needs some supplies for your fun wittle road trip.” Victoria straightens herself while shrugging.

[Artwork by @HinaYui ]

With that said, Victoria spins on the spot and begins waltzing towards the shop while humming. Stunned, Isabella takes a few seconds to process what she said before noticing a car pulling into the parking lot. She regrets what she said immediately.

Isabella calls out, “W-wait! Y-you’re actually going to leave me out here?! Y-y-you…” Her mind quickly shifts gears, before blurting out. “You can’t leave a child out in your car by herself! That’s so irresponsible!”

Victoria froze in place. Isabella couldn’t see her face, but it’s her turn to smirk with pride. “Some sitter you are! That’s like rule number one!”

Her smile was wiped away as Victoria spun back around, calmly walking back towards the car. Victoria’s practiced smile is somehow sinister with the shadow of her floppy hat enveloping her face. Looking down at the smaller girl, she starts.

“Well. I would never leave a child in a car by themselves. So don’t you dare insult me that way.” She holds up a hand with one finger up, causing Isabella to wince as she begins to raise a second finger. Victoria pauses though. “But. I think this is a good time for a lesson rather than punishment, Bella. We never leave our charges in a car by themselves, because they’re not old enough and that’s dangerous. But. You’re a full grown woman. Well, big girl might be a better term for you.” Victoria gives a small smirk as Isabella flinches at this insult.

“So, I would expect a big girl to be able to stay in the car by themselves…but if you insist on being treated the way you’re dressed…” Victoria’s smile grew into a wide grin. “All you have to do is tell Auntie Vicki that you’re not mature enough to be left alone. Go on, Bella. Tell me that you’re either a big girl or a little girl.”

Isabella gulps, her eyes growing wide with shock, as she begins to shake. “Admit that- that- that I’m a little girl?! No way! I can’t do that! No!” Her eyes continue to show fear rather than defiance as her mouth suckles on her pacifier. Victoria stares down at her, her grin holding steady. “I’m not going to admit- I mean, say that! I’m a-”

Isabella’s thoughts are interrupted by a crunching noise. She looks over and sees yet another car pulling into the lot, coming closer than the previous one did. She gulps.

“F-fine. I- I don’t want to be left in the car…” She sighs heavily, spitting out her pacifier. “I- I- I’m-” Victoria holds up a hand to stop her, as she digs into her purse and pulls out her phone. Isabella blushes bright red as she realizes she’s about to be recorded.

“Ok, now say it!”

Isabella closes her eyes in shame, before sighing again. She opens her eyes and looks directly at Victoria’s camera lens. “I’m- I’m just a little girl, Auntie Vicki…I can’t be left alone, so please take me with you…” She immediately looks away from the camera, subconsciously wishing for the pacifier back in her mouth so she’d have something to wipe away the bitter taste of her words.

Victoria laughs mercilessly as she puts away her phone, before reaching down to unstrap Isabella. It’s enough to make her want to cry. The smaller woman does not put up any resistance as she is easily picked up and plopped down on her feet outside the car.

Isabella’s head feels dizzy, possibly from all the blood rushing to her face in the last hour. “Or has it been two or three? This day is just getting worse and longer and…” Unsteady on her feet and in her mind, she allows Victoria to grab her hand and lead her into Babies Fantasy. The two waltz and waddle side by side, approaching the colorful entrance.

As Victoria reaches forward to pull the door open, Isabella can already feel another wave of regret and shame building. She tries to push it down and remembers the alternative of waiting in the open convertible. She is momentarily distracted by a rush of cool air, bright lights, and the tinkle of nursery music.

She rubs her eyes as she hears a cheerful voice, “Welcome to Babies Fantasy! Where we make all your big little dreams come true!” Isabella looks up to see a young woman in a blue blouse and slacks with a pale yellow apron. “Oh my, I hope we’re not going to have a hard time meeting your expectations! Your little one is already so well taken care of!”

Victoria giggles as Isabella grumpily turns her head away at hearing more undeserving praise for her rival. “Oooh, someone is feeling a bit grouchy huh? Maybe they need a new bottle or snack? Or maybe it’s that her padding is looking rather full, hmm?” A new reason for Isabella to blush and for Victoria to laugh.

“Oh, don’t worry. I already checked her earlier and her padding is just thick, not full. She likes it that way!” Victoria chimes in as the store clerk giggles in response.

“Oh gotcha! Well, she looks absolutely adorable. So, what are we in for today? I haven’t seen you two before, so I hope I can do whatever is necessary to see you more often!” The clerk is beaming at the two of them, so to avoid eye contact Isabella begins to look around.

The store is covered in bright pastel signs and innocent, juvenile decorations such as rainbows, teddy bears, bunnies, and much more. The floorplan stretches far back, where Isabella can see the shelves lined with everything a young one or baby could want. Pacifiers, bottles, some clothing, and…

“Oh thank you! She is actually my charge for today and is in the market for some extra diapers. Last minute arrangements, you know? It’s worth a premium so I want to make sure I’m well stocked for our time together. This is my first time being hired out for, uhh, this kind of job” Victoria acts professionally with the clerk, her smile seeming genuine and knowing as she talks about the smaller girl with her.

“Ooohh, I see. Well, I’d absolutely love to help you learn the ins and outs of caring for your little one,” Isabella looks away to hide her smirk. Hearing Victoria be treated as a newbie at caretaking is refreshing. “We enjoy seeing new little ones and their caretakers. Especially those that may not always get to be treated like the true little girly they are. What’s your name, little one?” The clerk walks forward and crouches down to meet Isabella at eye level.

Isabella balks at this approach before looking up at Victoria, as though for reassurance. The blonde woman nods encouragingly. “U-um, my n-name? It’s uhhh…”

“Aww, are we littler than expected? Don’t know how to write your name yet?” The clerk teases her as she pats her pigtailed head.

Flustered, Isabella shakes her head, pigtails lightly brushing her face. “N-no! I mean yes! I’m not a baby! I can write my name! It- It’s Isa- It’s Bella!” She catches herself before blurting out her full name, embarrassed at how childishly she’s responding. Victoria giggles.

“Aww, well nice to meet you Bella! I’m Eve. But you can call me Auntie if you’d like!” Eve continues to pat Isabella’s head, much to her chagrin.

“That’ll work perfectly, she’s already used to calling me Auntie Vicki,” Victoria is all smiles at this point as Eve straightens up to continue talking to the adult. “I was wondering whether you might stock Cutie Pies. I hadn’t heard of them before being “hired” by my charge here, well…you know what I mean. Anyway, they’re an adult diaper brand, the only ones that seem to fit Bella’s needs here. She’s a bit on the bigger side for what I stock for my uhh, “normal” sitting.”

Isabella looks down in shame, “Ugh! Why’d you say they were adult diapers?! Eve will figure out I’m not a little girl…”

“Oohh, I’ve heard of Cutie Pies before! But unfortunately we don’t stock adult diapers here…you see,” With a practiced flourish, Eve opens her arms wide. “We only stock big diapers and fantasies for little one’s needs.” She winks down at Isabella, who is not sure she understands the nuance. She feels elated and relieved at hearing that they don’t stock adult diapers though.

“Whew, my cover isn’t blown then…”

Victoria raises her eyebrows for a second, as though realizing something. “Ooohh, of course! Silly me! Well, this little one needs some big diapers, I would love to hear your recommendations!”

Eve beamed in response. “Of course! This way you two.” She begins walking towards the back of the store, with a spring in her step.

Victoria prods Isabella forward, silently giggling to herself. Annoyed, Isabella waddles after Eve. She is distracted through the short journey by all the childish products lining the walls. The sound of soft nursery songs in the background is almost calming, only interrupted by the rhythmic noise of Victoria’s heels and her own rustling diapers.

One thing that manages to catch Isabella’s attention, through all the novel products she didn’t realize were available in such large sizes, are the price tags. “I guess bigger kids need specialty sizes but everything here could fit me! No wonder they’re so far out…maybe they need lower rent to account for fewer customers?” As Isabella ponders the store’s existence, she is too distracted to notice that Eve has stopped. She plows face-first into her hip.

“Oop! Sorry Bella, we need to watch where we’re going…but I’ll let this slide for such a cutie pie!” Eve bends down to pinch her cheek. Flabbergasted, Isabella doesn’t know how to react to this. “Well we’re here! Our entire selection of big padding for little ones is all here!”

Rubbing her cheek and annoyed, Isabella looks up at the wall Eve is pointing out…and gasps. Bags of diapers of all colors and sizes bulge from the shelving. Their contents indicate various patterns from animals to princesses. She would be swimming in some of the sizes but so many of them could easily fit her. But again, one distraction is the price tags on all of them. She is so engrossed in the selection, that she does not hear Eve’s tirade about the choices. Except for…

“Well, Bella. I know your caretaker would be the one taking care of the shopping, because what little one even knows what a bank is?” She winks at Victoria who smirks back in response. “So…which ones do you like the most? If that’s okay with your Auntie that is?”

Isabella quickly looks back at Victoria, who is taken aback for a second before beginning to open her purse. “Of course! Whichever ones my little girl wants!” Eve giggles as Isabella turns back to the diaper selection, excited as she tries to discreetly look over the price tags.

“Well if Bella can have whatever she wants and Victoria is footing the bill…I’m going to make her regret giving this little girl a choice!”