Think Before You Wish Ch. 2

Think Before You Wish
Chapter 2
By dsguyX

Jennifer opened her eyes just slightly as the morning sun shined through the window and onto her face.  For some reason she felt something around her hips, but was still to sleepy to care.  Trying to block the sun from her face, Jennifer realized something: Her bed wasn't placed so that the sun can shine on her.  She opened her eyes all the way and realized that she was in a crib.  She removed the blanket around her and saw that she was wearing an onesie.

"Why am I wearing this?" she asked herself.  Then she noticed a huge bulge on her hip area and felt it.  It felt soft and comfortable, which made her wonder, "I'm a wearing a-a-a DIAPER!?!"

Jennifer heard the door turned open and watched her mother coming in.  Approaching the crib, her mother looked at her babified daughter.

"I see you're up," she told her daughter as she gave her a smile.

"Mom, what is going on?" Jennifer asked, confused.

"Yes, it is morning," her mother said, as if she didn't hear a word from her daughter, "Let me take you downstairs so that we can start the day."

After managing to lift her daughter out of the crib, she took Jennifer downstairs.  As she was being carried, Jennifer was wondering why her mother ignored her.

"Mom, tell me what is going on," she asked.

"That's right, we are going to your playpen," her mother said, confusing Jennifer even more.

When they got to the living room, Jennifer saw a huge, blue playpen next to the TV.  Her mother placed in inside the pen, grabbed a pacifier from the table, and placed it in her daughter's mouth.  After she was placed in, her mother heard the phone rang from the kitchen.

"Stay here while I go get that," she told her daughter.  She walked out of her daughter's sight and Jennifer heard her saying, "Hello, Taylor residence, this is Melissa speaking."

Jennifer didn't know what was going on here.  It was almost like that her mother couldn't hear her.  Then, she felt pressure in her bladder.  She realized that she really needed to pee, so she tried getting up.  However, she felt some force in her legs that caused her to fall back on the floor.  'What is going on her,' she thought to herself.  She looked at her pacifier and tried to remove it, but it wouldn't even budge.  It was like something was keeping it in there.  She then saw her mother walking back into the living room.

"Mom, get me out of these clothes, I have to go to the bathroom," Jennifer said.

"Look at my little baby, trying to talk," Melissa said.

Now Jennifer realized what was going on, her words must sound like baby talk to her.  She felt the pressure in her bladder get even worse than before.  She had to get out of this diaper.

"How is my little Jenny-Wenny today?" her mother asked her daughter.

"Mom, listen to me," Jennifer said, trying to hold her urine in, "I'm not a baby."

"My, my you are a talker," she said.

Jennifer now knew that it was no use trying to get out of this diaper she's wearing.  Her bladder lost control and she felt the warm urine flowing into her diaper.  When the flow stopped, she started to give off a few tears and started crying.

"What's a matter, Jennifer?" Melissa asked before realizing why her daughter was crying, "That's right, you must be in need to be changed.  Don't worry; I'll get you changed into a fresh, clean diaper."

Her mother left for a second and came back with a baby powder and a new diaper.  She took Jennifer out of the playpen for a second, laid her down on the changing mat, and undid the buttons on the bottom of Jennifer's onesie, revealing her diaper.  Melissa removed the diaper, sprayed baby powder onto her privates, and placed a new diaper on her.  After closing the tapes, she rebuttoned her daughter's onesie and placed her back in the playpen.  During the whole diaper change, Jennifer felt embarrassed.

Melissa left into the kitchen for a moment and the sound of a microwave was heard from there.  Jennifer assumed that her mother was making breakfast and she was feeling rather hungry.  Her mother came back into the living room with a baby bottle in her hand that was filled with milk.

"Time for your morning bottle, my cute little angel," Melissa said.  Jennifer then realized that the bottle was her breakfast.

"No way," she protested to her mother, "There is no way I am drinking from that bottle.  I want to eat eggs and bacon like everyone else does."

"Sounds like you're hungry, huh?" Melissa said.  She picked up her daughter and sat down on the couch, placing her on her lap.  Shaking the bottle a bit, Melissa placed it into Jennifer's mouth and her daughter started to drink the milk inside.

While she was being fed against her will, Jennifer was wondering why her mother was treating her like a baby.  Then she thought back to last night.  That stone.  It was that stone that's causing this.  She wished that she wanted to be treated younger, but not this young.  She had to find that stone and undo the wish if she wants to be stopped being treated like an infant.  When she finished up the bottle, her mother placed Jennifer over her shoulder and started patting her back.  Eventually, her daughter let out a burp, which made her blush.

"What a good girl you are, finishing your bottle," Melissa said as she placed her daughter back in the playpen, "I got to go clean the house, so stay right there and play with your baby toys."

At least there was one good thing about this; Jennifer didn't have to clean the house.  However, she wants to get out of here and find the stone.  She tried getting up to climb over the pen, but the same mysterious force caused her to fall down again.  She figured that the stone's magic keeps her from walking, so now she cannot escape the playpen.

"Since I'm stuck here for awhile, I might as well entertain myself with these baby toys," she said to herself.

She looked around her playpen and found a rattle.  Jennifer picked it up and started shaking it.  The sound it made amused her very well.  She then noticed some blocks and decided to stack them.  Every time she stacked them, she knocked them down and rebuilt the tower.  After building and knocking them down for two hours, Jennifer felt her lower tummy rumbling.  This can only mean one thing; she had to poop.

"No way am I doing that!" she yelled.  Refusing to make a mess, so she decided to hold it in until she is free from the curse she's in.

After playing for another hour, her mother came back in.  Picking her daughter up, Melissa said, "Time for lunch, I bet you're hungry."

She carried Jennifer into the kitchen so that she can feed her daughter.