Rosie felt tears in her eyes. “No, please, just… just change me, please. I want out of this diaper.” She was broken, she realized. All the pride and strength she had coming into this was gone. She wasn’t even certain at first if she would submit, but there she was, standing, spanked, in a onesie and messy pampers, and willing to do anything for a change.
“Oh, I will. How would you like to be changed here in front of everyone?”
Rosie almost outright cried. “No…” she whispered.
“Here’s whats going to happen. I’m going to bring back baby Rosie, and she is going to happily lay down on a changing mat in the hallway as we tie her down. Then I’m going to bring big girl Rosie back, and she will very un-happily get her diaper changed in front of everyone. Got it?”
Rosie couldn’t even speak as the fingers were once again snapped, and baby her was lead into the hallway. Her onesie was lifted up, and she lay down, smiling, laughing, willing.
Mommy held up a pair of cuffs. “Put your hands in here baby girl!”
Rosie obeyed.
“Good baby! Now put your feet in here! That way we can bring back big girl Rosie and she won’t be able to stop us from changing her riiiiii-ight here, no matter how much she wants to.”
The words rolled around in her mind. She knew what was going to happen. This was all a set up to humiliate her and make her do something she wouldn’t otherwise. As soon as Mommy snapped her fingers, she knew she wouldn’t like this anymore. However, at the time, all she wanted was to please her mommy, so she obeyed. Soon she was then tied with her arms stretched out on the floor and her feet in the air. She giggled at the funny position.
SNAP. “Rosie, you’re a big girl now.”
