The door opened, and in walked the old lady. She was carrying a bottle full of milk, and she was smiling slyly. “Oh, did my little girl finally wake up?” The old woman wiped a tear-off Alice’s cheek. It’s so nice to have some company, someone to care for. The old lady smiled. She was very lonely from living alone for so long and looked forward to taking care of Alice.

“I bet my baby’s hungry. Let’s get you something to eat.” The woman removed Alice’s pacifier and quickly shoved the bottle into Alice’s open mouth.

Alice tried to speak, but the flow of liquid was so quick, all she could do was drink. After the bottle was gone, Alice felt like she was going to burst.

The woman helped her out of the crib, and onto a nearby table. There, Alice was dressed in pink fluffy rumba pants, ankle socks, and Mary Jane shoes. Lastly, the old lady put a short pink dress on Alice. Alice was once again helped to her feet. When she looked down, Alice realized that the dress didn’t even come close to covering her well-padded rear end. There was no hiding the fact that Alice was well diapered.

Finally, Alice had the chance to speak. “Who are you? What’s going on, why am I dressed like this?” Tears began to well up in Alice’s eyes.

“Don’t cry, dearie. I’m Nanny. You’re dressed like this because when I found you, you had completely soiled your jeans. That’s unacceptable. If you’re going to act like a baby, I shall treat you like one.”

“But I’m not a baby?” Alice began.

“No excuses. What’s your name, little girl?? Nanny asked.

Alice. Alice replied.

Well, Alice, we’re going to see the Queen. I’ve been invited to her tea party and it looks like you’ll be joining me.” Nanny took Alice by the hand and began to lead her to the main room.

“Not like this! I can’t go out like this!” Alice tried to pull away, but Nanny was strong for an older lady. She sat Alice down in a large stroller and strapped her in tight.

“Off we go!” said Nanny, as she pushed Alice out the front door, and down a little wooded path.

They weren’t far down the path when Alice realized she had to pee. She told Nanny, who just smiled and said, “That’s what diapers are for, little girl.”

Alice tried to hold it in. After a while, she was squirming in her stroller, pressing her hand against skirt, and trying to avoid the inevitable. Finally, it was too much. Her bladder gave way, letting out a little at first, then slowly Alice soaked her diapers.

Nanny knew what had happened, but continued to push Alice along in the stroller. “I don’t want to be late. I’ll change you when we get to the Queen’s Palace.

As they moved slowly down the path, Alice moved around constantly, trying to get comfortable. She began to fiddle with the harness. Unbeknownst to Nanny, Alice worked the harness loose.

Further down the path, Nanny stopped to tie her shoe. Alice saw her chance to escape. She threw off her harness, jumped out of the stroller, and began to waddle away into the bushes.

“Come back!” Nanny shouted and began to run after Alice. Alice was slowed by the unusual bulk of her diapers, and Nanny was right on her heels until Nanny tripped over her shoelace, and Alice waddled deeper into the woods. After a long time, Alice finally stopped to catch her breath. She didn’t see any sign of Nanny. She smiled a faint smile and tried to think of what to do next.

Alice soon had to poop, and there was no way she was going to do that in her diapers. She tried to remove her panties, to get at her diapers but found they were locked tight. She struggled a few more minutes, before deciding it was useless. She decided to walk, hoping to take her mind of the fact that she was about to take a giant step back into infancy.

She kept walking until the pain in her bowels forced her to stop. She was in a clearing in the forest. She looked around and made sure she was alone. Alice figured this was as good a place as any to relieve herself. She stood with her legs spread, and her upper body bent over slightly. She rested her hands on her knees, let out a deep, anguished sigh, and prepared to let nature take its course.

Just as she began to go, a child’s voice behind her said, “Whatcha doing?”

Alice turned around slowly, having to keep her feet far apart. Her diapers began to sag with the weight of Alice’s bowel movement. She didn’t know what to say. She was looking down at a small flower, but it was unlike any flower Alice had ever seen. It had a face, with eyes and a mouth. It spoke again.

“Mom, come look what I found!” It shouted into the trees.

From all around her, Alice heard movement from the forest. Suddenly, dozens of flowers of all different sizes and colors appeared in the clearing around Alice. She was still pooping, and the panties began to balloon out as Alice continued to involuntarily fill her diapers.

“It’s a baby. A big baby, but surely a baby nonetheless. Look at it!” Said the little flower’s mother.

Finally, Alice was finished. Her diapers were completely full, and Alice finally found her voice. “I.. am.. not a baby.” Alice whimpered. She tried to walk normally, but her diapers wouldn’t let her.

“She’s a baby! A big baby!” The flowers began to laugh at her.

“I am not!” Alice fought back tears. She began to waddle away from the clearing, the laughing of the flowers following her. She tripped over a root and landed on all fours. She started to crawl, just like a baby, crying out loud as she went. She turned to see if the flowers were following her, but all she could see was her huge rear end.

She got to her feet and started to waddle forward again. She looked back over her shoulder and saw nothing. She turned around and once again caught her foot on a big root. She tumbled forward, rolled, and landed on her butt. She slid down a muddy hill on her big backside, screaming as she went. At the bottom of the hill, she splashed into a mud puddle.