Alexis & The Babysitter

Chapter Five:

So yeah, that’s how all of this started. In only the first two days of the last three weeks, I had been transformed from high school sweetheart to a girl that acted, appeared and even smelled like a pre-schooler. 

As I lay here on the couch in a t-shirt and short skirt that does little to hide my diaper (which I just realized is wet), I shutter as I think of everything that’s happened to lead me to this point. The first accident in front of my parents and Steve, the second accident in front of Steve, and then the embarrassing encounter with Taylor at the park seemed inconsequential compared to everything else that’s happened.

I mean HOLY CRAP. I should be hanging out with Taylor, going on a sweet date or out on the lake in a sexy bikini grabbing every guy’s attention.

Instead, I virtually no longer have any control over my bowels, much less my bladder; a constant reminder that even if I were fortunate enough to wear adult clothes again, they’d likely all be thrown away right after I soiled them. 

Normal day for old Alexis:

Wake up, shower, go work out, hang out with friends, go to a party and maybe go on a date.

Normal day for new Alexis:

Wake up, get diaper checked, get diaper changed, endure the constant smell of baby powder that’s followed by it being masked by the smell of a dirty diaper, then get dirty diaper changed, get put down for a nap, wake up and go play in my play pen, then dinner in the high chair, and then the moment I contest any of this, humiliating barebottom spankings. Then repeat. Lots of great stories unfortantely.

Speaking of which, just this week I was relegated to my (embarrassing) play pen in the living room one morning. Steve and my parents set on the couch with my toddler little brother talking about sports.

I was no longer humiliated at the fact that I was an 18 year old girl in diapers playing with stuffed animals, nor was I embarrassed at the fact that it was me in the play pen and not my little brother. My humiliation began when the smell of a dirty diaper permeated through the room. 

What’s my first thought you might ask? My little brother of course. Secretly I hoped it was him, perhaps taking some of the attention off of my situation. Misery loves company, am I right?

Embarrassingly, it wasn’t Steve or my parents first thought. My mother’s nose wrinkled and she immediately got up and walked towards ME, not my brother.

As she approached, I set up and felt the back of my soiled diaper, only to be affirmed that it wasn’t my little brother, but rather his newly regressed older sister who had a mushy load in the back of her diaper. 💩

At 18 years old, I was again reminded that my former thriving social persona had effectively faded as I had pooped my diaper and didn’t even know it. How pathetic. 🤦🏻‍♂️

My loss of control all started that day on the way to the park. There I was, in the back of Steve’s truck strapped into a freaking car seat while, befittingly, wearing a diaper that I had just recently soiled, only to realize I was wetting it without even realizing. 

Shortly thereafter, I found myself getting my diaper changed on the bed of Steve’s truck. In hindsight, as embarrassing as it was to receive a diaper change in public, I’m really glad that I did. 

Taylor showing up to the park with his friends could’ve been even more disastrous. I’m still not sure if he knew I was wearing a diaper when he showed up, but I cringe when I think about if I hadn’t. 

The good thing about pull-ups is they can be mistaken for panties from a distance. However, a dirty diaper is unmistakable, pull-up or not. So the cat would’ve been out of the bag. 

But nonetheless, everything that followed wasn’t much better. 

My cheeks red with undeniable embarrassment, I stare back at Taylor as he continued to look in curiosity. 

You know those, “Wanna get away?” commercials? Yeah, that was me. Tussling between the thought of going over to them and defending myself or running off to hide. Either decision was a lose-lose proposition.

I continued to stare back, trying to determine what exactly Steve was telling him, praying it wasn’t the events that had transpired over the last two humiliating days. 

I decided to try and play it cool, which looking back, was a regretful decision.

“Hey Taylor! What are you doing here?”

“Just hanging out with a couple of friends. We’ve been hanging out at the pool.” He said as he motioned towards a group of people in the distance.

“Interesting outfit you got there. You testing out the playground?” I could feel heat radiating off of my checks at my embarrassing predicament. I tried to speak but nothing less than incoherent babble came out. 

Luckily Steve interjected

“We decided to bring Alexis’ little brother out to the park. Alexis was just making sure he was playing nice.” Steve immediately looked at me, affirming that he wasn’t spilling the beans. 

As Steve and Taylor continued to talk, I couldn’t help but feel like I was 2′ tall. 

Just like a child too small to participate in the grownups conversation, I quietly stood there. Every small movement I made, I could hear the audible crinkle of the diaper I was desperately trying to keep concealed. 

As I peered back to the group of people that Taylor had pointed out, my heart started racing as I realized who they were.

Beth, Anna & Candace stared back at me. I wanted to cry at the fact that they stood there in sexy bikinis while, in stark contrast, I was in a stupid pinafore with a freshly changed diaper barely hiding beneath.

“We’re probably going to leave soon and grab some dinner at my house if you guys would like to join.” Taylor offered.

As I quickly looked at Steve to convey my disapproval, I noticed him peering into the distance at the beautiful girl’s that Taylor planned to bring along.

“Sure, we’d love to.”

Shots fired. Just the other day, Steve would’ve done anything to hang out with me. Since then, we’d spent practically every moment together, with me even making a move on him despite my disinterest. Yet, because I’ve been put back in diapers and had a couple of stupid little “accidents”, he’s more interested in a few girls that previously weren’t even in my stratosphere.

Okay, yes… I’d be lying if I said they were little accidents but still! So what? I’m Alexis and he’s Steve. How can he forget that?

In any other situation, hanging out with Taylor would’ve been a no-brainer; happily taking on the challenge of competing against other girls for Taylor’s attention. This time, however, I was at a major disadvantage.

Their bikinis vs. my pinafore & diapered bottom. How could I ever win that battle? Hey there, I’m Alexis, the sexy 18 year old girl that’s been put back in diapers. Wanna go on a date? Yeah right…

Not only would I be competing for Taylor’s attention, but even Steve’s. Not to mention the fact that my confidence was waning in lieu of the events that had transpired. Unlike me, they hadn’t been regressed 16 years into toddlerhood.

“Great, I guess we’ll see you guys there. Want to follow us over?”

“We’ll be a few minutes behind. Gotta get the little one first. You mind texting me your address?”

Want to know something embarrassing? I’d be so inundated with being treated like a child that I thought he was talking about me 🙃

“Sure. Alexis, you remember where I live right?”

Trying to put on my game face, I excitedly replied unknowingly sounding like a nervous child being allowed to speak.

“Yes!”

Steve and Taylor both continued to look at me. I guess they expected me to say more, which made sense considering it was me that usually talked everyone’s ear off.

As they continued to stare at me I realized how dumb I looked. Before I could continue they both looked at each other.

“Go ahead and send it to me just in case.” Steve said with a light laugh that was outmatched by Taylor’s loud chuckle.

“Sure, not a problem. See you guys soon!”

Damnit I looked like such an idiot. But not nearly as much as I would later.

As Steve walked off to gather David, I stood there as Taylor walked up to the group of girl’s and put his hand on the small of Anna’s back.

I was so jealous. Jealous might not even be the right word. Envious maybe? Anna was very pretty, green eyes, long brown hair, tall, witty and thin tan legs that belonged on the runway but normally she was just the shy girl with no personality. Honestly, she’d never even been on my radar as competition.

I watched as Taylor kept his hand on the small of her back all the way to his truck. I had always been competitive, but this time, it was game on.

I’ve always had the ability to flirt and get whatever I wanted. Usually I would taper it just enough to get what I wanted without over exerting myself, but tonight? I was going all out.

“Ready?”

I continued to stare at Taylor walking Anna to his truck. Without even looking at Steve, I started walking towards Steve’s car.

My goals for the night?

1. Make Taylor see that I’m way better than Anna

2. Make Steve jealous

… and I fully intended on achieving both. I was so focused that I didn’t snap out of my thoughts until we were on our way to his house.

Where was I sitting?

In the freaking car seat. What’s worse is I strapped myself in voluntarily. Like a determined toddler that’s a legend in their own mind.

Once we arrived, I quickly unsnapped myself and opened the door before Steve had a chance to embarrass me once again. I was determined to be an adult tonight.

Taylor opened the door as I approached.

“Thanks for having us over.” I said with a devious smile on my face.

As I walked up to him, I gently put my hand on his stomach just above his athletic shorts.

Getting on my top-toes, I got a little closer and gently kissed him on his cheek before whispering in his ear.

“I think we’re gonna have a lot of fun tonight.”

His athletic shorts did little to hide the erection that quickly ensued.

I smiled at him before swiftly welcoming myself inside leaving Taylor standing at the door with Steve not far behind.

Just like that, I was back. The fact that I was back in diapers didn’t matter. My confidence restored and determination at an all time high, my plan was already falling into place.

I’d been to Taylor’s house on many occasions. His parents were well-off to say the least. His dad owned his own company which afforded his mom the ability to stay at home, which meant she was a great cook.

“Alexis! It is so good to see you, honey!” Taylor’s mom said in her thick country accent.

She had always adored me. Seeing her reminded me that she was an ally towards achieving the goals I had set out to achieve for the night.

Being from the south, I knew manners around Taylor’s family were important. Something of which I knew Beth, Anna & Candace all lacked.

“Mrs. Gibson!” I said enthusiastically as I ran up to her and hugged her neck.

“Honey, we have missed you!”

“Awww you’re too sweet. I’ve missed you guys! The food smells amazing by the way.”

“Well you’re just in time, dinner is almost ready. I’m making your favorite chili by the way.” She said with a sweet smile.

Taylor, Steve and my little brother walked in while Taylor’s mom and I continued to catch up.

“Oh I can’t wait! Thank you so much for having us over!”

“Honey, you know you’re always welcome here. You make yourself right at home, alright?”

I peered over at Taylor with a smile as he was still reeling to hide the erection I had so easily precipitated.

“Aw well thank you. I just might take you up on that.” I said through a big smile knowing that Taylor would only go out with a girl that his mom approved.

DING!

“All ready!” Taylor’s mom said after the kitchen timer went off.

“Dear, do you mind fetching the girls?” She asked kindly.

“Game room I presume?” I said with a hint of condescension as I knew they likely hadn’t even come to greet her.

Before she could respond, a loud wave of teenage laughter came echoing down the hall from the game room.

We looked at each other and laughed as their immaturity had so timely answered my question.

“Be right back.” I said as I again looked over at Taylor with a grin.

“I’ll come with.” Taylor said as he began walking in my direction while Steve looked on stoically.

As we made our way down the hall, Taylor put his hand on the small of my back just as he had with Anna.

“So how are we gonna have fun tonight?” He said in a an unmistakably affectionate & curious tone.

“You’ll just have to wait and see.” I was always good at playing hard-to-get and it always worked perfectly.

I quickly walked ahead of him remaining unwavered by his charm.

As I walked ahead of him, I could hear the deafening crinkle of my diaper with every step.

“Focus, Alexis, focus!” I said to myself trying to block out the distraction.

As I approached the game room, I reminded myself that I couldn’t make my jealousy apparent, nor could I make it appear as though they were my enimies.

I wasn’t super close with Beth and Candance but Anna and I had grown up together before eventually growing apart after she transferred to a private school south of town.

As I walked in, Anna turned to me and smiled.

“Alexis!” She shouted as she ran up to me and gave me a hug.

“Hey girl! How’ve you been? It’s been forever since I’ve seen you!”

“I know, it’s been, what, like a whole year right?”

“Yeah, I think it was at Taylor’s party last year in fact.” I looked over at Taylor with a grin.

“You’re looking cute as ever unsurprisingly.” My pandering almost made me nauseated.

“Aw thank you, that dress is cute. I’ve never seen you wear something like that. Where’d you get it?”

Eeeeek. This could’ve ended badly, but luckily I was quick on my toes.

“Kids Gap, duh!” A roar of laughter ensued from everyone in the room.

“You know they don’t make clothes for short girls like me!” I said while heatrically shrugging my shoulders.

My self-declared short jokes were always a go-to if mine, which came in clutch that night.

“Anyways, dinner is ready if y’all are hungry.”

“Oh great! We’ll be there in a second.”

As I left the room, Taylor again followed me. The fact that he was now following me around like a whipped puppy assured me my plan was working perfectly.

Dinner was, as always amazing. We scarfed down the delicious food while talking about everything that was going on in our lives (minus the last two days of mine, of course).

I continued to flirt with Taylor throughout dinner, putting my hand on his inner thigh under the table which caught Steve’s attention. The fact that I knew he was becoming jealous just continued to fuel me.

Everything was going so well that I almost forgot that I was secretly diapered in front of a guy I liked.

Hard to think there was ever a moment I could forget thinking back about it.

After finishing up dinner, I helped Taylor’s mom with the dishes before heading to the game room.

As I walked in, Taylor and the girls were setting up a movie.

“Alexis what’s your favorite scary movie?!” Anna shouted from across the room as she was scrolling through Netflix.

“I think we should get going.” Steve announced to everyone.

“Ahhh, C’mon, Steve! It’s only 6pm!” Taylor quickly responded.

Steve’s jealousy was starting to backfire. I had not only got Taylor’s attention, but Anna’s as well, rendering him as excusable background noise whilest taking care of my little brother.

“I think the little guy is ready to head home.” Steve said as he motioned towards my little brother.

I needed more time. I couldn’t go back home yet! There, I had the two “P’s” waiting for me. Here, I had been granted a temporary aslyum from my mother’s cruel punishment.

I walked over to my little brother and carefully nelt down in front of him, being careful to not expose the diaper I had on beneath.

“Whatta ya say? Wanna watch a scary movie with your sister?”

My little brother’s emphatic ‘yah’ prompted laughter from everyone but Steve. I knew I had to convince him.

While everyone was distracted at my brother, I pulled Steve into the hallway.

“I have a proposition. We stay for the movie and I’ll look after David so you can hang out with Anna. Deal?”

“Oh so you can continue to flirt with Taylor, right?” He said a little defensively.

“That might happen.” I said with a grin, “But don’t forget, I tried to make a move on you but you tried to be all big and tough.”

“Was that before or after I changed your diaper?”

Not gonna lie, that was a pretty solid comeback. My checks blushed, affirming Steve’s point which needed no response.

“Hey we found a movie. You guys in?” Taylor said as he stuck his head into the hallway.

I looked over at Steve who still wasn’t convinced.

“C’mon Steve!”

Taylor quietly closed the game room door behind him.

“You like Anna right? She mentioned at the park that you were cute.”

I was impressed. Taylor’s persuasion might have rivaled my own.

Steve looked at me with a bit of frustration before finally giving in.

“Fine, fine… you got me.”

Taylor and I made eye-contact as if to confirm our unspoken plan was working.

We returned to the game room and began to take our seats on the massive sectional couch that surrounded the projector screen.

“Have a seat right here.” Taylor said as he motioned towards the spot next to him.

Staying true to my promise, I grabbed my little brother and carried him along. Luckily my brother provided me some additonal cover, avoiding the chance of Taylor making a move on me during the movie only to find that my panties had been replaced by a pathetic diaper 😶. The thought alone terrified me.

My nerves continued as I started to sit down, realizing that the couch was so big that my feet didn’t hang off, again adding to the ever present feeling that I was nothing more than a little kid rather than an adult. Even worse, the crinkle of my diaper was unmistakable as my bottom met the seat.

I quickly scanned the room to ensure no one noticed. Luckily it appeared as though they didn’t, allowing me to regain my composure.

As the movie started, I leaned in close to Taylor.

“So did Anna actually say that about Steve?” I said quietly.

“I may have embellished a little.” He said with a chuckle.

I affectionately smiled back at him before placing my hand on his inner-thigh.

“I noticed you got a little excited earlier by the way.”

Taylor’s coy reaction was priceless.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He responded jokingly, conceding as a grin appeared on his face.

Half-way through the movie, Anna and Steve were now cuddling while Taylor now had his arm around me.

Everything was perfect. I had, with little effort, roped Taylor back in and had hopefully earned some brownie points with Steve that I hoped to capitalize on later.

Until it wasn’t.

After 30 minutes, I shifted in my seat to get comfortable and realized my diaper was now wet, having no clue how long it had been since I had went.

I was stunned. Without even knowing, for the second time today I had wet myself without even knowing, except this time while sitting next to Taylor.

I contemplated getting up to resolve the situation but realized I had no solution to my problem.

I had no real underwear with me and the only form of underwear that I remotely had available was in my (yes, I’ve taken ownership, MY) diaper bag in Steve’s truck.

I did notice that Steve had brought my little brother’s diaper bag in, but there was no way I was going to voluntarily change into one of his Pamper’s.

The thought of conspicuously asking Steve for his keys without subsequent questioning was futile at best.

So, to my demise, I decided to play it out, hoping that my diaper wouldn’t leak onto my dress, much less Taylor.

After repositioning to get comfortable, I laid my head on Taylor’s masculine shoulder. Shortly after, my baby brother fell asleep on my chest.

Being so comfortable made it hard not to fall asleep. My eyes began to grow heavy despite my best efforts to stay awake, especially knowing my history of nighttime accidents.

“What’s that awful smell?” Is what I woke up to Taylor saying.

Gathering my barrings, I looked around to find everyone staring at me. My heart immediately began to race.

That smell… you know, baby powder and dirty diaper, the same one I was all too familiar with at this point, was intensely filling the room.

My secret was out. It’s over. One short nap and everyone finds out that Alexis is nothing more than a freaking toddler.

“Did David have an accident, Alexis?” Anna said as she leaned up in her seat whilest holding her nose.

Oh praise Jesus, it wasn’t me after all! I looked down at the little stinker asleep on my chest and looked back at the group.

“I think you’re right. Steve, can you help?”

Steve looked at me with a quip of hesitation, frightening me that he might say something regrettable.

“Sure, bring him to the guest room and I’ll grab his bag.”

I was so proud of myself, which in of itself was pathetic, but after what I’d gone through, how could I not jump to conclusions?

I carefully pulled myself off the couch while being sure not to display my wet diaper to Taylor and began tracking my way towards the guest room.

As I walked into the guest room, Steve was grabbing David’s diaper bag.

While waiting for him to lay out his changing mat, I curiously felt David’s diaper.

Dry…

As my heart again began to race, I anxiously lifted him to examine his diaper, going as far to even sniff it, desperately praying that I was simply mistaken.

Nothing.

The blood rushed out of my head.

I began to fight back panic as Steve grabbed David out of my hands and laid him down on his changing mat.

Little did he know, he was about to change the wrong diaper.

As Steve looked away, I lifted up my dress and felt the back of my diaper to confirm the truth.

And the truth is what I found.

I was yet again in a soiled dirty diaper.

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The fact that Alexis’ baby brother was more capable of keeping his diaper’s clean than she was rapidly humbled her.

She stood there frozen as Steve’s expression quickly changed as he began to piece the evidence together.

After some time passed, Taylor’s attention shifted away from the conversation that he, Beth, Anna & Candace we’re having as he heard some commotion in the guest room.

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I couldn’t get the image out of my head. Alexis crawling through a playground with her skirt hiked up. The panties that she was wearing were interesting to say the least.

They looked so unorthodox that I almost thought they were diapers which made me laugh.

But the thought of Alexis wearing something so silly quickly dissuaded my irrational conclusion.

All of that didn’t matter as soon as she showed up to my house, though.

I couldn’t stop thinking about what she’d said.

“I think we’re gonna have a lot of fun tonight.”

Hiding an erection after such a subtle comment was embarrassing, but the way she’d deviously whispered it in my ear still gave me chills.

She and I had always dropped in and out of one another’s orbit. Always having a low grade crush on the other before someone or something else got in the way. Whether it was my girlfriend, her boyfriend, or our demanding sports schedule, our potential relationship had never gathered transaction.

Until tonight.

Her comments had quickly garnered my attention, reminding me that there was no other girl that I should be with.

She had always been undeniably gorgeous, but it was her quiet confidence that had always pulled me back in.

Sure, Beth, Anna & Candace we’re hot too. But they didn’t have what Alexis had.

They wouldn’t daringly put their hand on my inner thigh with others in the room.

Waiting in the game room for them to return, I was still trying to recover from the thought of those advances, trying my best to avoid another noticeable erection.

As we all set on the couch talking, the thought crossed my mind that maybe Alexis and I could grab some alone time.

My thoughts were interrupted as I heard some noise coming from our guest room.

“I’ll be right back, you guys go ahead and watch without us.” I said to the girls, hoping they wouldn’t be a cock-block.

As I approached our guest room, the awful smell from earlier mixed with the sweet scent of baby powder became more pronounced. Not exactly the pre-cursor I was hoping for.

As I got closer, I heard the crinkle of diapers, which of course wasn’t surprising. However, what I heard next was.

“Steve, please! Don’t change me in here! Just do it when we get home.”

I froze as I heard Alexis attempting to discreetly shout at Steve.

Did she say, “me”?

“Yeah, that’ll work out well. You gonna go tell everyone we’re going home because I have to change your dirty diaper?”

A long silence ensued.

“Didn’t think so. Arms up.”

“Steve, I’m begging you, just...”

Instantly she was silent.

“Pacifiers work wonders”

What on earth was I hearing? I couldn’t wait any longer as my curiousity finally peaked.

As I turned the corner, what I had heard was proven to be true.

There Alexis laid on her back in a onesie, pacified on the bed of our guest room in a dirty diaper while Steve prepared to change her.

“Ummm, hey Alexis…”

TO BE CONTINUED