Hannah's great escape

Chapter 4
Morning 2, continued

Chapter Description: A clouded minded Hannah continues her path towards toddlerhood, now wearing loose shoes and stockings.

(Morning 2, continued)

Mom pulled up a white stocking for Hannah, who was now thirteen but was thinking like a toddler, could no longer do it herself. Hannah poked her tongue into her cheek out of boredom, then inhaled and held her breath for about a minute as mom pulled on pair of bleach white Mary Jane shoes that were particularly tight.

"Mommmmy!" Hannah complained, stressing the o to the m’s. "Those don’t feel good at all! Can’t I just wear my tennis shoes?"

Mom beamed at her with the grin of an angel. "That’s because you’re not used to them yet, Lambkin. Give it a few minutes, we better hurry up, your sister and dad are already in the car."

Just before they walked out of the house, mom placed a sun bonnet on Hannah’s head. As Hannah and her mom drew closer to the car, to Hannah’s discovery and delight, she found the shoes were very comfortable now, and were felt perfect.

Shelby and dad waited outside the car and when they got into the car.

"Shelby! What happened to your booster seat?" Hannah asked.

Shelby blew hair out of her eyes like any annoyed tween might do. "I’m ten, I don’t need a booster seat."

"Oh, ok." Hannah replied, trying to remember how old she was. Thirteen, no wait! Fifteen! Or, no, that can’t be right...Nine? Eight? Ahh, now I got it! I’m eleven, a year older than Shelby. She can act all high and mighty, but at least I’m the big sister. Then a thought drawn to her that made her eyes widen and spine shudder. She was wearing a diaper right next to her younger sister, and worse yet, she couldn’t control her bowls.

"Hannah." Her father said looking into the rearview mirror with eyes filled with wisdom. "Do you remember why we call you Lambkins?"

Hannah’s eyes filled reminisce. "Oh, of course, daddy! It started that day when I was three, you were two then, Shelby so you wouldn’t remember, "she said, rubbing her diapered butt, listening to the crinkling noise and not caring," And I asked for a whole lamb chop even though you told me not to. I made a big mess on my face and then had to run around the restaurant getting napkins!"

They pulled into the dance studio and rushed Hannah in, Hannah’s thoughts were on her Mary Jane shoes and her stockings, since they felt weird and loose. When mom and dad left the Hannah and Shelby in the locker room, Shelby asked Hannah if she needed help getting the tights on.

"No! I don’t need your help... I don’t want you to see my panties." Hannah exclaimed blushing.

Shelby giggled and tried to hide her smile with a knuckle. "I’ve seen your diapers before you know. I am your big sister!"

"Only by like...Ummmm...Three years!" Hannah shuddered again, and felt pee being caught inside the goodnite, and then, a second shudder and a weight of fecees being piled in the back of her diaper.

"Oh, Hannah! Damn it, I didn’t want to change you here!" She sighed and then said, "Fine, I’ll change you then get you in your goodnites."

Hannah tried to thank her, but it came out as, "Thwank you, Thwelby."