Ron made a mental note to himself to ask Deedee after the wish had worn off whether she would mind if Kimberly babysat her the next time she changed herself into an infant. Ron doubted that Deedee would be embarrassed by her sister if she was transformed into a real baby. He sensed that Deedee’s self-consciousness stemmed from the fear of how ridiculous she’d appear as an adult baby to Kimberly. If she was a real baby however, then she’d appear prosaic surrounded by the trappings of infancy. Ron looked down at his wife lovingly as she crawled around the carpet at his feet. She would stop from time to time glancing back at him to see if he was watching her. Ron would grin back at her in approval and she’d continue in her journey, secure in the knowledge that her Daddy was right there if she needed him and that he was pleased by her transformation.
After about thirty minutes, Deedee stopped crawling and perched on all fours with a quizzical expression on her face. Her face colored for a moment as if she was straining slightly and then returned to normal. She sat back on her knees in surprise as the realization of what she had just Done in her diaper hit her. She shot Ron a guilty glance and appeared as if she was looking for a place to hide. Deedee was acutely embarrassed. Peeing in her diapers was one thing, but messing in them was something else altogether! The reek from the rear of her diaper curled around and enveloped her like a palpable cloud, accusing her of the rank impropriety she had committed in her diaper. Deedee realized that in her current condition as a baby, she was unable to clean up the mess she had made. All she could do was wait for Ron to notice and change her soiled diaper. When she thought about how Ron would tease her for her lack of control, she began to cry in earnest.