Part 21

    I awakened from my sleep and my worst fears were confirmed not only were my diapers soaked there was also a very embarrassing mushy feeling as well. I tried to get up but found that the blanket was tucked in so tightly that I couldn't even sit up, despite my struggling. As it turned out it was a mistake to move around because I could hear the mannequin start to beep and buzz again.

    "IS MOMMY'S PRINCESSES AWAKE" said the mannequin coming to life again "THEN MOMMY'S PRINCESSES MUST NEED CHANGING"

    I quickly looked across towards Amy and saw that she was still asleep and unaware of what was to come. The mannequin then picked me up out of the crib and then put me down on a table in the corner that suddenly came out of the wall. The mannequin then removed all of my messy diapers and unfortunately replaced them with same amount of clean ones. While all this was going on I managed to get a look out the window, I could now see that it was daytime with some cars and people walking past who thankfully didn't look inside the display. I wondered what time it was and when Mum and Lauren would free us from our new mommy. Before I could wonder too much though I was picked up by the mannequin and then put down on the floor. The mannequin then went over to the crib again and then gave Amy a very rude awakening, when it picked her up and carried her over to the table. For a while Amy had a very confused look on her face until she remembered her current predicament. Her face then went from confused to a very red color, especially when I could see her diapers that were coming off also had a rather mushy consistency as well. Soon the mannequin had finished changing Amy who then joined me on the floor.

    "NOW MOMMY'S PRINCESSES MUST BE HUNGRY" said the mannequin who then started to beep and buzz again.

    Soon the room had changed again with the baby crib out and the highchairs in again. Amy and me were then picked up again and now put back into the highchairs with the trays once again clipped securely into place. The mannequin then got another two huge baby bottles from out the wall and then we were forced to drink them. A few people who were walking past now started to take notice of Amy and me and let out a few giggles. Once we did finish our bottles the mannequin then lifted us out of the highchairs for another burping. Nuts I thought, I was hoping for something more solid to eat, but instead all I got was the mannequin patting my back to try and make me burp. This time there was a problem though, no matter how hard I tried I couldn't burp and it looked like Amy was having the same problem.

    "NOW NOW MOMMY'S PRINCESSES NEED TO GIVE MOMMY BURPIES" said the mannequin with a slight hint of annoyance in its voice.

    Uh oh uh oh uh oh this was not good I heard a similar line just before I was punished yesterday. I immediately quadrupled my efforts to burp but nothing was coming out and judging by the panic in Amy's face she was trying hard as well. Unfortunately the Inevitable happened and we ran out of time.

    "IF PRINCESSES DO NOT WANT TO BURP THEN PRINCESSES MUST BE PUNISHED" said the mannequin in the same angry tone as last time.

    To my horror out from the wall appeared the same torture device as last time, although it was now accompanied by a matching blue one. Amy didn't look very happy and even less so when we were both strapped into the devices. The few onlookers found this very funny just like the last group and some of them started taking pictures of us trying to walk around the display. The situation got worse when the mannequin decided it was time to retie our pacifiers back in our mouths. The few onlookers thought that this very cute and took more and more photos all the while giggling like crazy. This continued for about an hour until I heard those sweet sweet words.

    "PRINCESSES PUNISHMENT IS O.....OV........"said the mannequin which was cut off half way

    What had happened I thought, the mannequin had suddenly seemed to shut down. It didn't take long to find out though.

    "Oh mommy's little princesses punishment isn't over, it's just beginning" said Mum who suddenly appeared from behind the mannequin holding it's remote control.

    Well that wasn't good, my only hope of freedom from the stupid device was literally stopped with the push of a button.

    "Well don't you Dollies just look precious" because said Mum giggling at our very embarrassing situation "I know you want to play some more but we have a wedding to get too and look your all ready to go walkies"

    Please no I thought, I don't want to go out in public in my current predicament. My silent pleas were ignored though and soon Mum had strapped us back into our baby reins that she brought with her and then she was pulling us out the door and into the street. But not before she grabbed a video camera that was attached to a wall.

    "This is so we can watch your adventure later" said Mum smiling broadly

    The humiliation was unbearable as everyone laughed and giggled at the sight of Amy and me waddling in little baby steps down the street with our extremely short baby dresses and our bibs and bonnets. The worst part though was our thickly diapered behinds on full display.

    "I wish we thought of these baby walkers before" said Mum still giggling at us waddling down the road "Now we never have to reduce your diapers to allow you to walk"

    Perfect I thought now not only would we have to wear thick diapers, but we would also be wearing this device a lot more. We were eventually led back to the salon where Lauren, Sue and some other girls were waiting.

    If I thought Mum's teasing was bad that was nothing compared to what awaited me in the salon. Lauren immediately burst out laughing as we waddled into the salon.

    "Awwwwww look" said Lauren who was almost crying tears of laughter "Dollies are learning to walk"

    All the girls were giggling and laughing now as Mum made us do laps around the salon.

    "I guess Dollies got punished by Mommy" said Lauren who was starting to compose herself now "I told you to be good for Mommy didn't I"

    I was crimson again with embarrassment as the girls took turns pulling Amy and me around the store.

    "Okay okay enough girls" said Sue still giggling a little "Let's not forget why Dollies are here"

    All the girls then stopped pulling us around and then circled us with evil smiles on their faces.

    "It's dress up time again" said Sue who produced two bags from behind a counter "Let's get started girls"

    I was then attacked by all the girls again and soon I was left sitting in my diapers and pacifier. At least I was out of the baby walker for a little while anyway. The girls then started taking items out of the bag to dress me in. First came some white stockings that were held in place by some elastic that was built into the tops of them. Next came some little light yellow Maryjane shoes that had little daises printed on them. After this was another slip that felt a lot more delicate and soft, the slip also had little ruffles around the hem of it. The next item was an even fluffier petticoat vest thing then the one I wore last time I was in the salon. This one was also cloud white and had a lot of frills and ruffles around the edges, when it was pulled over my head, my entire body trembled at how soft it felt against my skin, it actually felt like I was wearing a real cloud. After this came the dress which was a super girlie flower girl dress. The dress was a light yellow with a matching bow in the middle, it also had huge puffy sleeves and a peter pan collar, the skirt had big ruffles around the hem and more little daises printed all over it. The dress also had pearl buttons that ran up the back along with a light yellow sash that tied into a huge bow. Once that dress was on me there was no way for me to get it off. For a final touch they put a large yellow flower in my hair and these lacy light yellow gloves on my hands. We were then strapped back on to the baby walkers and then Sue went and got two flower girl baskets that were covered in frills and lace, which she then tied onto my wrist so that I couldn't drop it.

    All the girls took a step back and then burst into giggles as they led me over to a mirror. When I looked at the reflection I must of turned another new shade of red because looking back at me was a sweet little baby flower girl, in her flowery dress and fluffy petticoat that was peeking past the hem of the dress that stopped just short of completely covering my diapers. I could then see Amy as the girls moved away from her and she was dressed exactly the same as me, including the very red cheeks, in fact the only way you could tell us apart was our different colored hair and eyes.

    'Oh my Dollies look so cuuuuuuuute" said Mum who was going into a overload of happiness "I can hardly wait for you to walk down the aisle throwing flowers left and right"

    I wish she didn't remind me, I wasn't exactly looking forward to being a flower girl at a real wedding.

    "Now you wait here Dollies" said Mum as she fluffed out our dresses "We need to get ready and then we'll be off"

    It's not like I could really go anywhere dressed as I was, besides I would need help to get out of this dress and baby walker. All the girls then disappeared into the back of the salon presumably to get dressed for the wedding. After what seemed to be for ever they eventually emerged and were dressed in their Sunday best. Sue was the last one to come out dressed in her beautiful wedding dress with a matching veil and holding a bouquet of flowers.

    "Maybe one day Dollie can get married" said Sue giggling at me staring at her dress.

    I immediately turned crimson again as I looked away in embarrassment.

    "Okay Dollies" said Mum unbuckling us from the baby walkers "I hope your ready for a special treat"

    Treat I thought I was already happy with being released from the baby walker. Amy and me were then picked up by Mum and carried towards the door. When we got outside my happiness was quickly replaced with despair because waiting just in front of the salon on the road was a very very very girlie open top horse drawn carriage, It looked like something straight out of a fairy tail and near the front of the carriage were two ominously elevated chairs that would clearly show whoever was sitting on them to passers by.

    To be continued