SittingBaby

Chapter 3
Part Three

Chapter Description: The ending of the story, and a slight add-on

Alex sat in the playpen, still trying to cope with what just happened to her. Tonya had the former teen diapered and put next to the other baby who was pacified earlier. Alex now regretted taking the shortcut because she and Sarah now had so much in common, in terms of what they had lost, and in mutual hate for a certain little girl. Tonya played it smart, she knew showing herself to the babies would just rile them up, and she didn’t want them to think she had done a bad job. Tonya smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror, she was growing nicely. Earlier today her ?older’ sister had talked about this glorious party and she wanted so much to go to! But being only a little kid, it was out of the question, but then Sarah became a baby, and the babysitter arrived. Now he became a she and was also a baby, and she had an excuse to leave the house. Someone needed to return Alex’s stuff home. And as the girl smiled the final piece of the puzzle fell into place: The little girl was growing up fast. Like Alex before her, and Sarah before her Tonya marveled at her feminine curves. Her pert breasts, her tight ass, all hers now. She tried her best, doing actions she saw her sister do so many times, trying to make some sexy poses in the mirror. With a little laugh she thought how silly boys could be, fawning over a few bumps and curves. She picked up the clothes Alex had picked out to wear; he trusted Alex’s judgment on the ensemble and after a few attempts even managed to put on make-up all by her self! Being a teen was nowhere near as hard as her sister made it out to be, she thought. Headlights flashed into the window of her room, and she ran down stairs as fast as her legs could adjust to the heels. The front door opened and her parents walked in, and the universe adjusted itself. “Oh Tonya! How were the babies?” The very word struck Alex, barley in earshot, like a knife who began to cry all over again.

“Oh, they were fine, Alex is a little fussy, but Sarah is just sleeping like a lamb.” She replied to her mother, who smiled thinking how mature her daughter was, not knowing the half of it.

“The house is clean, you did a good job, sweetie.” Her dad said, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“Thank you, you know...” She said, beginning an act that a daughter of any age would know to do to their father. “Since it was such a good job I was thinking maybe I could go out tonight...I have to give back this back anyways!” She said, holding up Alex’s former bag, with it’s dubious cargo.

“Well...” Her father trailed off but a dose of his daughter’s puppy dog eyes swayed him. “Ok, but be back by eleven!”

“OH! Thank you daddy!” She gave him a hug and was out the door quick-fast.

The trip to brad’s was short, he lived just around the block, too close for her parents to even offer to drive her, she knocked on the door and knew it was acting time. The person who answered the door was Brad, her sister had told stories about this “hottie” but this was her first time actually seeing him, her hormones took control and she could feel her stomach flip...he wasn’t hot. He was DAMN hot. His brown hair was short, and straight and he was clean-shaven. He wore a blue polo with white stripes and a pair of brown castaway shorts.

“My friend told me that there was a party going on here...” She paused, as he didn’t answer immediately. “Well is there?”

“Hello there...Do I know you?” He said with a smile, clearly he was happy that this girl had shown up.

“No” A quick smile, then she unzipped the bag. “But I brought a present so you can know me.” A flash of the booze was all the convincing the man on the other side needed and soon she was in his house and lead to his basement. She couldn’t wait to tell her sister about this party just like she had done to her so many, MANY, times before.

When Tonya got home she wasn’t alone. She opened the door, sighing deeply it was 11:30; she had only been out an hour and a half. The party ended up being a bust, sure there were people there, and they were nice, but Brad kept accidentally touching her in places she didn’t know why but made her feel awkward. She sighed, checked the now empty playpen and went upstairs to go to sleep.

The next morning Alex and Sarah were surprised to find that there was another baby in their playpen, they didn’t recognize the baby, and hopped it wasn’t a new victim. But they did find it odd when they saw the baby wasn’t wearing a diaper but rather a blue polo with white stripes wrapped around the midsection to act like one.