Katie's Issues: Chapter 5 by Narxn 09/24/00 Writers Note: This is a work of fiction and as such I have taken certain creative liberties in the world. It's just written for fun. Thanks and enjoy! Katie stood there for one frightened instant, then thought 'To hell with what mom will say, I am not staying in this diaper any longer than I have to!'. "Umm, yeah, could you please change my diaper?" she asked Laurie's mom. "Of course, sweetie." she said, helping Katie onto the table. The table was padded and had a railing that came up on the side facing the room. Once Katie was lying down, Laurie's mother put up the railing and untaped Katie's diaper. She cleaned Katie up with a big handful of wipes and deftly threw the dirty diaper into a pail. Then she taped Katie into a clean disposable, this one looking so much like a Pamper that only the size told this and a baby diaper apart. She then helped Katie up off the table and asked if she wanted a drink. Katie said OK and the mom lead Katie and Laurie into the kitchen, asking them to both take a seat while she fixed up the drinks. Laurie sat down, still sucking on her pacifier, though it was obvious that she was smiling widly. A few minutes later Laurie's mom came back with two tall glasses of ice tea, and one big baby bottle. She gave Katie a glass and handed the bottle to Laurie, who opened her mouth, dropped her pacifier out of it, and gleefully stuck the nipple of the bottle between her lips, sucking for a minute while her mom and Katie sipped theirs. Then finally Katie got the nerve to ask, "So, ummm Laurie, why do you wear diaper and like acting like a baby? If you don't mind me asking." she said sheepishly. Laurie looked to her mother for a minute, and the older woman nodded, telling Laurie that she could act like a big girl for a little while. "Well," Laurie began, "I've never had any bladder or bowel control. So I've always had to wear diapers. But I have some other pretty major disabilities. Like I can't read and won't ever be able to, when I use the computer I have to get it to talk to me when there's writing on the screen. And I have trouble feeding myself and dressing myself, it's just something wrong with my brain. When I try and feed myself the food just gets everywhere and when I try and dress myself I can't seem to get anything on the right way. So after being put in special ed and being teased by everyone for 7 years, I finally just had a complete break down. I was a wreck, the things that I could do myself I couldn't do anymore. I needed to be taken care of completey for about a year or so. So when I finally got back to being my normal self, mom and I both agreed that while I was at home I would get to be a baby, so that I would have less stress in my life, plus, I really began to enjoy it after a while. It made me feel a lot better about myself. I'm not afraid anymore to have to have one of the aides in the class change me, read to me, or even feed me. And I have a lot of fun at home. I can just relax." Laurie finished with a smile. Katie did feel sorry for her, next to Laurie, she felt that her problems were insignifigant in comparison. She couldn't imagine never being able to read or dress herself, or even the simple pleasure of feeding herself. Things Katie took for granted Laurie was incapable of doing. Laurie saw the look on her face. "You said that you've been really stressed the last few days. Why don't you stay here tonight and be the baby, relax a little. That is, if that's alright you you, mommy." Laurie's mom nodded and at this point Katie was deep into thought. "I suppose, Laurie. But it would mean that you'd have to be a big girl tonight. Are you up to that? You haven't been a big girl at home in a long time." Laurie's mother said to her. Laurie nodded vigorously and said she was ready. "Alright then. Katie, it's your choice." What was she going to do? The proposition sounded...odd, but it also sounded kind of nice, to be taken care of and not have a care in the world. Katie was confused and she didn't know what to do. To be continued... [1] [Image]