Alice sat in shock for a few seconds. She looked down at herself and was dismayed at what she saw. Her dress was dirty, her face and hands were streaked with mud, and worst of all she was sitting in soiled diapers, squishing the uncomfortable mess all around her backside.
“I wanna go home!” Alice cried. She didn’t care if she was acting like a baby. She had pooped her diapers, peed in them, and was completely muddy. Alice didn’t know what was going on, but she knew she didn’t like it.
Alice sat awhile, not sure what to do. Finally, she slowly got to her feet and began to waddle forward. She climbed back up through the brush, careful to avoid the slippery sections that would send her sliding back down into the puddle.
When she got to the top of the hill, she saw no sign of the flowers. She walked slowly, using little baby steps because her diapers were incredibly uncomfortable, being as they were so full. Alice had gone only a short distance, when a voice called out, “Why, hello there, little girl!”
Alice looked around, but couldn’t tell where the voice had come from. “Hello?” Alice asked, somewhat confused, somewhat scared.
“Up here, in the trees.” The voice said again.
Alice looked up and saw a large cat, sitting in the branch of a nearby tree. It had purple fur, and its smile took up half of its face. “What a lovely pink dress you’ve got, my dear.” It said. Then, in the blink of an eye, it disappeared from the tree and reappeared at Alice’s side.
“Who are you?” Alice asked.
“I’m the cat. Who are you?” The cat cooed.
“I’m Alice. I don’t usually dress like this. In fact, I’ve never dressed like this. You see, this weird old lady gave me something to drink. It made me smaller, then she put me in diapers, locked me in diapers, actually? I’m back to normal size now, but I’m still in diapers, and this dress is way too revealing.” Alice said.
The cat looked her up and down, from her long lean legs, leading up to her well-padded rear, and up to her tight-fitting baby dress. “I dunno, I kinda like the dress.” The cat said, and smiled his huge grin.
“Can you help me, please? I don’t know what to do. I’ve got to find Nanny, and get out of these diapers. They’re um, used if you know what I mean.” Alice said sheepishly.
“I could smell that from the treetop.” Said the cat. “I suppose I might be able to help you out. Nanny and I are on good terms?”
“You know her?” Alice blurted out.
“Little girls shouldn’t interrupt.” Said the cat. He stuck the pacifier that hung around Alice’s neck into her mouth, and said, “Follow me.”
As Alice followed the cat, she subconsciously began to suck on the pacifier. She realized what she was doing, and stopped herself, a little surprised by her own impulses. Then she decided it was actually pretty relaxing, so she began to suck on it again, this time on purpose.
Shortly thereafter, Alice felt she had to pee again. With a little coaxing, her bladder let loose, and Alice wet her diapers once again. Alice tried not to think about it, and continued on through the woods.
Finally, the cat stopped. Alice realized they had made their way back to Nanny’s house. “We’ll just peek inside, and see if we can’t find the key for those panties, and some clean diapers, too.
“I need the key to unlock my panties.” Alice showed the cat the lock on her frilly panties. “After that, I can get my real clothes back, and then get out of here.”
The cat led Alice to a window, and Alice saw they were right outside the room with the crib that Alice had been in just an hour earlier. “Help me in there, so I can get changed,” Alice said.
The cat helped her up, one leg first, to the windowsill. She pushed the window open and pulled herself through. She land on her rear, which would have normally hurt, but the intense padding kept her from feeling anything more than a little disgusted as the mess between her legs shifted. Moments later, the cat joined her, and together they set about looking for the key.
“I don’t see it anywhere,” Alice said dejectedly. The two had gone through every inch of the room and found no sign of the key.
“I found something.” The cat emerged from the closet carrying a stack of flannel diapers and a pink flannel sleeper.
“What are you doing with that? It doesn’t help us.” Alice was slightly angry, as she had hoped the cat had found the key.
“Well, without a key, you’re not getting out of those diapers, but I thought maybe you’d like some clean ones you could stuff down there, you know, to prevent leaks and such. Then, maybe you’d like to get out of that muddy party dress and into something soft and warm.
He was right. Alice was itching to clean up as best she could, so she took the items from the cat and said, “Okay, give me a few minutes.” The cat left Alice to her work.
She set about stuffing extra diapers down her tight locked panties, to keep herself as dry as possible. Then she stripped off the dirty dress, and zipped up the new sleeper. ‘Much better’ Alice thought as she felt warmer already.
She joined the cat in the main room, and said, C’mon, let’s keep looking. My clothes and the key to these panties have to be here somewhere.
The pair continued to search the house. Upstairs, downstairs, all to no avail. They found nothing of use.
While looking around, Alice found numerous baby bottles, rattles, toys, even a high chair, and a playpen. Nanny must run a daycare. Alice thought to herself. She was going to ask the cat about it when he called out? I’ve found something!!
Alice raced into the next room where the cat was waiting, tail twitching. In his paws were a set of keys.
Oh please let one of those work!! Alice wished out loud.
On the very first try the key fit and the cat was able to undo the lock that held Alice’s panties firmly around her waist. With a sigh of relief, Alice gave the cat a rib-bruising hug.
Easy dear!! The cat gasped.
‘sorry. Now, where are my clothes?? Alice asked.
You know, I didn’t find your clothes anywhere. The cat said. Sorry.
Great. Just great. Now, what am I supposed to do?? Alice fumed.
The cat smiled. As I see it, you have two options. One, stay in those filthy diapers, or two, let me change you into some nice fresh nappies and clothes. Your choice.
Wait! What about Nanny’s room?? Alice shot down the hall to the door leading to the main bedroom. When she got there, Alice found it locked. That’s funny. It was open just a bit ago.
‘Sorry, I must have closed it on accident. The cat said. In truth, the cat had closed it very much on purpose. He was just ensuring he’d have plenty of fun with the poor girl before she got back to her home.
Well bring those keys here, let’s see if one of them fits the lock.
Alice tried every key on the key ring several times, but none of them fit. It’s hopeless. She moaned.
‘sorry. I didn’t think it would lock. The cat put on his best sad face and tried to comfort the girl. Come on, let us get you all cleaned up. He led Alice down the hall to the nursery.
Once there, the cat helped Alice get cleaned up and into a fresh new diaper. After that, he said,?We should probably try to find Nanny. I think she’s the only one who knows where your clothes are.
Alice agreed. You know, I never thought I’d be talking to a cat. Then again, I never thought I’d be wearing diapers again. She said as she pinned the flannel diaper snugly into place. Oh well, I have to be dreaming this anyway. she continued.
You and me both. Said the cat as he looked Alice up and down.
‘man this diaper is huge. Alice said as she surveyed herself in the full-length mirror that hung behind the door. The cat smiled, as he had chosen the thickest diaper he could find- he just didn’t tell Alice that.
Okay, time to get you into some nice outdoor clothes, my dear!! The cat shouted as he headed for the closet. He disappeared into the back, and Alice was momentarily left alone with her thoughts.
I hope I get home soon. Actually, I hope this really is a dream and that I wake up soon. She thought. Oh no! What if I wet my pants while dreaming!! Alice could only imagine the horror of waking up in the middle of the park with a dark stain covering the seat of her pants. Oh, and I hope that whatever it is the cat picks for me to wear, it will cover this diaper!!
“Hurry up, I’m getting cold!” said Alice impatiently.
The cat emerged from the closet, holding a sailor’s suit. Alice didn’t believe her eyes. “You don’t expect me to wear that do you?”
“Of course. It will really? um, bring out the color of your eyes, or something.” The cat stammered.
He pulled the top over Alice, noting how nicely it displayed her ample bosom. It was small and didn’t quite cover her belly button. Next came the white rubber pants, and finally, the navy blue skirt. The cat took a step back to admire his work. Alice stood before him in a sleeveless white vest, with blue trim. The pleated skirt didn’t quite cover Alice’s diapers, making her diapers visible to all. For the final touch, the cat placed the blue beret upon Alice’s head. “Perfect.” He said. Alice just nodded compliantly.
“Can we get something to eat now? I’m starved.” Whined Alice.
They went to the kitchen, and the cat said, “Have a seat. I’ll fix you something.”
Alice found the only comfortable seat near the table to be the high chair Alice had seen earlier. Alice boosted herself up and sat down, relieved to be off her feet for a short while. The back of the chair was higher than her head, and her feet were a good foot off the floor. Alice was starting to get used to sitting differently due to the thick diapers between her legs.
Before Alice realized what was going on, the cat slid the large tray over the arms of the chair. The tray was locked in place, pinning Alice’s arms underneath. She was completely helpless. The cat tied a large bib around Alice’s neck and went back to look for food.
“Now let’s see what we have here.” The cat began digging through the cupboards. He found a large jar of strained carrots and a big spoon. “Here comes the airplane!” He giggled as he made his way toward Alice.
“No, come on. I can feed myself!” Alice protested. “Please!”
Before she could say anymore, Alice’s mouth was filled with strained carrots. She gagged twice, before swallowing the whole mess down. She continued to try and avoid the spoonfuls of baby food, but it was a losing battle. After smearing a good portion around her lips and cheeks, she gave in let the cat feed her the rest of the jar in peace. Alice felt totally humiliated.
“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Cooed the cat, as he cleaned up Alice’s face. “Now how about a bottle for my baby girl.” The cat produced a quart-sized bottle, full of milk. He popped the nipple in Alice’s mouth and kept it there until she had finished. Alice gulped it down, the milk flowing from the bottle as fast as she could swallow. After she was through, she thought her stomach was going to burst. She had never drunk so much so quickly in her life.
“I’m tired. I wanna take a nap before we go find Nanny.” Alice said.
The cat smiled. Everything was going just as he’d hoped. Sure thing. Let me help you, sweetie.
The cat unlocked the tray, and led Alice to the bed. She lay on her back, and the cat tucked her in tight, so she couldn’t move her body. Alice didn’t seem to notice, because the sleeping medication in the bottle was starting to take effect. Soon, the laxatives would have their way with Alice, too. Then the cat would have to change his dirty little baby girl.
“Oh, I can’t wait!” Said the cat, as he skipped out of the room.
When Alice woke up, she found she couldn’t move her body from the neck down. “Cat! Cat! Come here and help me up! You tucked me in too tight.” Alice shouted. A few moments later the cat waltzed through the door, grinning from ear to ear. “How is my dear baby Alice? All rested, I presume.”
“I’m not a baby, alright. It’s just weird circumstances that I’m dressed like this. Alice said as the cat pulled back the covers. Let’s get packing. We’ve got to find Nanny and my normal clothes. In actuality, the cat had found Alice’s “normal” clothes but had thrown them in the bushes while Alice was asleep.
Alice sat up and immediately groaned. “Gross!” She said. With some hesitation, Alice added, “My diapers are full again.” Alice started to worry. She hadn’t remembered going to the bathroom. She must have pooped in her sleep. Alice felt a knot begin to form in her stomach. The longer she stayed in this weird place, the more like a baby she became. She had to get out, and soon before she needed diapers forever.
The cat changed her and this time he picked out a nice blue rubber pair of panties that went with her sailor suit. He stepped back and admired his handy work. Not bad, little girl.
Knock it off. Alice said, growing self-conscious. Let’s get going.
The cat set about gathering a bag of spare diapers, powder, and several changes of clothes, after which the pair headed off through the woods. They followed the path that Nanny had taken Alice down just a few hours earlier. After much walking, the cat decided he needed a rest.
You can’t stop now. Come on, let’s keep going!! Alice prodded.
The cat rubbed the pads on his feet and said, ‘stop being so pushy! My poor paws need a rest.
We can’t rest. We have to find Nanny. I am not staying in these clothes any longer than I have to. Alice grabbed the cat by the arm and tried to pull him to his feet from the log he was sitting on. Don’t be so lazy! You have to help find Nanny!!
Listen girl, I’ve about had it with your attitude. I don’t need you messing up my fur!! The cat began to grow angry with Alice’s bratty behavior.
‘then I don’t need your help. I can find Nanny on my own!! Alice was fuming angry now, and she was letting her notorious temper get the best of her.
The cat, his smile long since disappeared from his face, leveled a steely gaze at the conspicuously dressed girl. Fine. He said.
Fine!! Alice shouted. I’m leaving.
Go ahead. Said the cat, still seated.
I’m going. Alice turned and began to make her way down the path. She was more than just a little uncertain about her choice to go it alone, but she didn’t want the cat to see her hesitate.
I hope you find someone willing to change your diapers!! The cat yelled after her. Alice blushed and pulled the bottom of the sailor skirt down in a pointless attempt to hide her diapers. She walked back over to the cat and grabbed the diaper bag from him.
Give me that!! She shouted. She stormed off, more determined than ever to find her own way out of her predicament. She looked back just once as she rounded the bend. The cat was still sitting on the log, grinning as usual. A few more steps and he was gone from sight.
Alice kept walking until she was deep in the woods. She cursed herself for being so stupid and yelling at the cat, who really had been rather kind to her considering her condition. Still, she didn’t appreciate him ogling her as he did. She considered turning around and making her way back to the cat, to apologize when she realized she had to pee again.
She made her way off the beaten path and into the bushes. She lifted her skirt and prepared to loosen the panties and diapers. She wasn’t going to use them if she didn’t have to. Alice gave a gentle tug on the panties, but they stayed tight. She pulled harder, but the panties didn’t budge.
What’s going on?? Alice said to herself. She inspected the panties closer, and only then realized the cat had used another pair of locking panties, the lock is drawn tight. That little jerk!! Alice shouted, enraged with the cat’s actions.
After ranting and shouting for several minutes, and after making several more futile attempts to remove the garment, Alice had tired herself out. She pulled her skirt back into position and sulked back over to her diaper bag.
She was about to give up all hope when she thought about the diaper bag. Perhaps there’s a key in here. She said. She tore through the contents of the bag but found no key.I knew it. Alice sat dejectedly on the forest floor.
By now, the pressure on Alice’s poor bladder was immense. She knew she’d soon be in a wet diaper, like it or not, so she decided to spare herself the pain and cramping of trying to fight it. She took a deep breath and relaxed. Within moments, she was soaking the diaper. It seemed to go on forever until finally, Alice’s bladder was empty. She picked up her diaper bag and began back down the path.