Restrained Development (ABDL Horror Story) -- (Author) binkieblondeboy

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Author: binkieblondeboy
Timestamp: Oct 27, 2022 at 7:27 AM
Content: Part 1

“Julia! Get back down here! Don’t you walk away from me!” A middle-aged woman with dark curled hair, long black dress and heavy jewelry shouted up the staircase with a kitchen apron around her waist and a steak knife still in her hand.

“For the last time I’m not going to babysit!” Julia, mid-twenties, light dark complexion, long dark chocolate brown hair, nose pierced and still living at home with her parents, shouted back before slamming her bedroom door.

After letting out a groan and stomping her foot on the ground, she threw herself down into her computer chair and just sat there in a huff with her arms crossed as she sunk low into her seat. Taking a few furious inhales, she eventually turned to her computer and immediately opened a job search site, scrolling through all the available barista, barback and cashier opportunities. Anything but a server. She already tried that and didn’t like it. She also wasn’t keen on receptionist or HR. It seemed more taxing and complicated than what she felt she could comfortably handle.

She’d always wanted to get into nursing, but the curriculum seemed too overwhelming and she shied away from it entirely after years of bragging about getting into medicine. She’d wanted something easy, not too stressful, not too demanding and with relatively little to no customer interaction. There were plenty of openings, but also plenty of applicants. That didn’t deter her from applying in mass, but that also didn’t lift her spirits either. She just wanted consistency, routine, maybe a little fun, and more importantly money to get a place of her own.

Her parents were a nuisance. Her siblings a drag. She could hardly have friends over and she could hardly get out without a car of her own. She was trapped, yet she was also conflicted. She felt comfortable having a place she could reliably stay, yet she craved freedom. She was fearful of living on her own, yet she wanted some privacy. She liked having time to herself to do what she wanted, yet she needed a well paying job to take up much of her tedious free time. Her parents were going out of town for the weekend, asking her to look after her littlest sister and her cousin, yet she wanted to go out with friends.

She poured these thoughts and feelings of hers into her journal which contained much of her intimate ruminations along with crude doodle artwork and sticker collages. Soon after she took a shower and retreated to her room where she planned to dedicate the rest of the night glued to her computer, watching gaming stream compilations, the latest cartoon episodes and some relaxing asmr videos to soothe her to sleep. Yet when she rounded the corner into her room, she noticed her laptop was missing. She immediately ran to her parents room to inquire about it.

“What happened to my computer?” Julia asked.

“I have it. And you’re not getting it back because of the way you’ve been acting lately.” Her mother replied.

“Ugh! I hate you!” Julia said as she immediately stomped away. “Stop treating me like a freaking child!”

She slammed her door as hard as she could and plopped down hard into her bed where she immediately lashed out, punching and kicking her mattress with all her might, her teeth gritted tight and eyes red with anger and tears. After a while of flailing about on her bed, she took up her pillow and threw it at her desk, knocking pens and trinkets onto the floor. When she got up to survey the mess, she furiously took up a marker, took off the cap and wrote ‘MY MOM’S A BIG DUMB BITCH’ in big writing across her wall.

In time, she eventually settled down as best she could and instead of listening to videos she spent much of the night lying awake in bed, fuming over her feud with her family and her desire for something new.

The following morning, Julia tepidly went down into the kitchen to grab a snack, hoping to miss her parents. When she got there though, she found her family eating quietly at the table while her mom washed dishes. Julia tiptoed in toward the fridge, hoping not to get any attention.

“Julia’s up to something bad!” Her kid sister Mia shouted with malevolent zeal.

“Shut up you little brat.” Julia snarled.

“Julia - watch it!” Her father said.

“Julia, I’ve been thinking.” Her mother said. “Since you really don’t seem to want to babysit then you won’t have to. But we’re not leaving you alone here either. You can come with us to go see your great auntie’s place.”

“Really?” Julia replied.

“Yes. The kids can stay at my friend's house. But listen, while we’re there you need to be respectful and behave yourself. You hear me? If you can be polite then I’ll trust you to stay out more often and you won’t have to watch after the children so much.”

“Thank you.” Julia replied. “Thank you.”

Julia grabbed a juice box from the fridge before taking a look at her little sister who blew her tongue at her. Julia stuck her tongue back out in return before heading back up stairs.

“And Julia, remember when we get there to actually introduce yourself when you talk to Auntie and be sure to give her a kiss. She hasn’t seen you in so long she might not remember what you look like.” Her mother said from the kitchen.

“Alright Ma!” Julia groaned through her teeth as she marched up the stairs.

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Author: binkieblondeboy
Timestamp: Oct 27, 2022 at 8:05 PM
Content: Part 2

That weekend, after dropping the little kids off at the house of a close family friend, Julia and the rest of the family drove far out of state to a small town just out in the countryside in the hills overlooking the vast vineyard fields and orange tree groves. There, in the rocky hillside, stood a small mansion estate, Mediterranean in design with red tiled roofing, lime colored plaster exterior, twin garages, a wine cellar and lush tropical foliage growing all about the premises. Solar panels were installed along the roof as well as on the electric lamp posts lining the driveway. It was a place of opulence and luxury that belonged to her great aunt whose late husband purchased the estate with the money they saved from their own olive oil company as well as from various other investments in fertilizer and pesticide companies, setting them up for life and beyond. They were the successful ones in the family. Yet her great auntie, now ninety and slipping in cognitive function, was leaving the estate in the hands of their oil company who’d vowed to maintain the home for posterity and to preserve the family legacy.

Much of the distant family was there, the ones you never recognize, all there for one last house party before their great aunt moves into her eldest son’s house. Julia and her family stayed in the mansion where much of the furnishing, the chairs, the rugs and the paintings remained with only a few of her auntie’s belongings being packed up for the move. Julia had stayed at the mansion before when her family used to live in town and later during family vacation trips there when she was a kid.

The family gathering was grand, outside in the open sun with tall cakes, hired servers, tables full of pastries and wine for the adults, a chocolate fountain and everyone gussied up in formal attire, all except for Julia who didn’t want to get all dressed up, much to the chagrin of her parents. When it came time for Julia to be reintroduced to her great auntie after all the years of having hardly seen each other, the occasion was less than idyllic.

“Auntie Frida, so nice to see you again.” Julia’s mother said as she walked Julia on over to see the aged woman as she sat alone with her cane in the middle of the gathering, appearing so dreary it could hardly be told whether she was awake or asleep.

“Frida, this is Julia. Remember her? Julia, say hi.” Her mother said.

“Hi Auntie.” Julia said with enough sincerity.

“I’ve met you before.” Her Auntie replied. “You're the maid we used to have here. So nice of you to come and visit. But I’m afraid I don’t have any work for you right now. Here - I might have a little money I can give you.”

Julia just stood there awkwardly as her mother kept leaning over her shoulder smiling with all glee.

Amid the festivities, Julia and a few of her cousins withdrew upstairs to reminisce about the place. In time, they rediscovered the old nursery room where their auntie used to look after them.

The room was somewhat large, even for an adult. A large crib sat in the corner with a tall changing table standing opposite of it. A lone, short bed sat at the other end of the room with an old wood toy chest at the foot of it and next to a quaint little dresser with a frilly lamp and trinkets sitting atop it. The light pouring in through the large window filtered through a set of pink drapes that gave the place a warm hue, The walls were lined with shelves packed full of old toys, plastic and porcelain dolls in frilly dresses, stuffed bears and rabbits, wooden train sets, a plush duck and a jack-in-the-box clown. It was cozy, yet eerie, as if there was another presence in the room with them, one that’d been left dormant for many years.

“Huh - oh my god. The nursery room.” Her younger cousin Isabella said in awe. “Oh, remember this room. It looks exactly the same.”

“Yeah - remember when we used to pretend to camp out here in the summer and eat s'mores that auntie roasted down stairs in the fireplace?” Her cousin said. “Julia, wasn’t this place just the best?”

“Yeah, I guess so.” Julia replied as she grabbed the plush duck off the shelf. She squeezed it ever so gently and it quacked just as it used to with the voice box only slightly worn.

“Oh man, I wish I can have a place like this for when I have kids.” Isabella said as she sat down on the bed to see how cozy it was.

“Yeah” Rosalina replied. “Let’s go see the wine cellar where we used to play hide and seek. You coming Julia?”

“ - Yeah sure.” Julia replied, putting the duck back on the shelf.

As the others left the room, Julia lingered a bit longer to take one last look of the place. Before she shut the door on her way out, she heard a thud, almost like a crate quietly closing shut. She looked back for a second glance before shrugging her shoulders and moving on.

The next day, as all the older relatives made one last scramble to nab and take home which of their auntie’s belongings they sought to claim from themselves before the house was locked up one last time, Julia and a few of her cousins walked into town to check out the nightlife and see what attractions were available. They all stopped by an ice cream place for some dessert and a little catching up.

“Ugh - the prices here. Four dollars for a sunday. Are you kidding?” Her cousin from the East Coast remarked. “It’s bad enough my water bill was almost a thousand last month.”

“Tell me about it.” Her other cousin, a computer technician from down south replied. “I drive electric and while I’m not having to pay for gas my electric bill is through the roof. You got your own car yet, Julia?”

“Uh - no.” Julia replied tepidly. “I’m still debating on the right car.”

“You should buy new.” Her cousin added. “You can get a new one for as much as a used one nowadays.”

“Hey - isn’t that Marco and them over there?” Another cousin asked, pointing to a group of people hanging out in front of the restaurant next door who were similarly looking over to Julia and them.

Without a word between them, the other group began walking their way over to greet them.

“Hey it’s you guys! Long time no see. What are you guys doing back here?” One of the guys said to them.

“Yeah, we’re visiting an aunt.” One of her cousins replied. “What’ve you guys been up to?”

“Same old.” The guy replied. “Say - we’re all heading out to the club. You want to join?”

All of Julia’s cousins were elated to go. Julia meanwhile, had her attention caught by one guy in particular, Jossiah, a boy she’d known way back in pre-school when she and her family still lived in town. He was the first boy she ever recalled having a crush on. He looked the same as she’d last seen him, just grown up with far more defined features, far more facial hair and far more handsome. And it seemed she preoccupied his attention as well.

“Hey.” He said to her.

“He - Hey.” She replied back.

“You’re Julia - right?” He said.

“Yes - yes I am.” Julia replied. “And you’re Jossiah. It’s been a while. Haven’t seen you since we last stopped by my Freshmen year.”

“Yeah - well if you're coming to the club I’d be happy to escort you.” He said, offering her his arm.

“And I’d be happy to accept.” Julia replied, wrapping her arm around his as everyone headed off together.

They all met down at a local nightclub, one overlooking a nearby lake with a outdoor beach party lit by hanging lights and tiki torches already under underway by the time they got there. The music was too loud to make sense of, the floor inside reeked of smoke, the alcohol was cheap and the times were good with Julia getting in a few dances with Jossiah on the crowded dance floor for things started to get too hectic for either one of them. Out on the beach near a dark secluded cove, Julia’s cousins took to skinny dipping in the lake with the others. Julia on the other hand, abstained from swimming nude and instead took to sitting on the beach along with Jossiah. She talked, he laughed. He put his hand on hers, she did likewise. He leaned in to kiss her, she wrapped her arms around him and the two made out for quite a long while under the stars.

After their outing together, Julia invited Jossiah back to her auntie’s place. Seeking refuge, the two convinced up in the nursery room as it was the only place they could truly be alone.

“Wow - your great aunt must be loaded. She even has her own private medical room.” Jossiah remarked in awe.

“Yeah, she’s pretty well off.” Julia replied as she locked the door behind her. “This was the nursery she used to babysit us in.”

“I never knew this place belonged to one of your kin. Everyone in town says it’s haunted. A maid that used to work here said that things were constantly being moved out of place.” Jossiah continued.

“Strange.” Julia said as she sat down on the bed.

She eyed Jossiah, enticing him to sit down next to her. He got the signal and did just so as the two sat shoulder to shoulder together, prompting Julia to blush.

A long quiet befell between them as neither of them immediately said anything. The awkward silence was then abruptly broken by an even more awkward flatus toot from Julia, causing her to cover her face with her hands to hide the growing redness and the embarrassed smile that came with it.

“Sorry - I’m so sorry.” Julia said, trying to stifle her laughter. “It must be something I ate.”

“It’s okay. We all do it. You know Julia - me and a couple friends are going on an extended trip to Europe. All travel and room expenses paid. It’s been a long while since we’ve seen each other, but I was thinking maybe you’d like to come. Get out for a few weeks and spend some time catching up. What do you say?” Jossiah asked.

“Oh I’m not sure. This is all so sudden. I mean I’m between jobs right now but - -” Julia replied, brushing her hair out of her face as it flushed bright red.

“Just think it over. How’s that?” Jossiah said as he turned Julia’s chin toward him and kissed her on the lips. “You know, I never thought I’d ever get the chance to say this - but I’ve had a crush on you since pre-school.”

“So have I.” Julia replied with a wide smile.

Jossiah leaned in for another kiss, Julia wrapping her arms around him as they reclined back onto the bed covers, Jossiah laying on top of her. Eventually, he took her hands and pinned them down against the pillow above her head as they continued making out passionately. In time, he worked his hands on down her arms and to her chest and then to her lower abdomen. It was hot, romantic, yet something about being in the nursery made it a bit uneasy, as if someone else was watching them, judging them, disapproving of their actions. Amid the height of their intimate kissing, Jossiah reached down to Julia’s waist where he craftily undid her belt and unbuttoned her pants.

“No - Jossiah. No.” Julia said, gasping for air as she took hold of his hands and stopped him from going any further.

“What’s wrong?” Jossiah said, hopping off her.

“We shouldn’t be doing this. Not with the family here and all.” Julia said.

“We can go over to my place.” Jossiah said.

“No - no. My family’s leaving tonight. I don’t have time. I should go and pack.” Julia said. “You just better leave. I don’t want my mom to know we’re up here.”

“Alright.” Jossiah replied. “The offer for that trip is still open. We can be better alone then. It’s in a few weeks. You have my number. Just let me know.”

“I - I’m still not sure. I’ve never been on an extended trip before without my parents of course. I’ll just have to think about it, I guess.” Julia replied.

Julia saw him to the door where they had one last parting kiss.

After standing at the door in elated bliss for a short while as she watched Jossiah walk, Julia finally closed the door and headed her way on up to the guest room where she’d been staying with her younger cousins.

“Julia.” She heard a familiar voice from behind which prompted her to roll her eyes.

“Yes mama.” Julia replied.

“Are you finished packing?” She said with her arms crossed sternly.

“I’m on my way to do it now ma. I don’t need you reminding me to do everything all the time.” Julia replied in agitation.

“Don’t you give me that tone. And I don’t like you having that boy here. This is a family gathering.” Her mother chided her.

“Oh my god. I’m an adult. I know what I’m doing!” Julia retorted.

“I’m not always so sure. I’m just trying to look after you like a mother should.” Her mother replied.

“I don’t need you to parent me all the time. I can have a life. I can go out on my own if I want to. That guy, who’s my friend by the way, just invited me to a trip to Europe.” Julia said. ”And I can take it with him if I really wanted to and maybe, someday, not having to worry about coming back home ever again.”

“Oh really?” Her mother replied. “Well in that case - go then. If you’re that sure of yourself - go. When you're ready to go home, if you want to go home, we’ll be in the car. If not, you can get one of your friends to give you a ride back.”

“Fine!” Julia said as she stomped her way up the stairs.

The guest room was occupied by her cousins who were busy playing video games instead of packing. Seeking someplace quiet where she could have the tranquility to contemplate, Julia retreated once again to the nursery to be alone with her own thoughts. She turned on the lights and closed the door, but didn't lock it. She spent a while just stomping about the room back and forth, rambling and cursing incoherently to herself. She was beyond angry, fumming. She wanted to get out, get away from her parents, her family, her life. She just didn’t know where to go. She romanticized about that trip to Europe, but was a bit timid in making such a big decision so hastily.

Eventually, she wound her leg back and kicked the toy chest, stubbing her toe in the process and prompting her to shout and hop up and down for a second on one foot. In even more anger, she took the stuffed duck from earlier off the shelf and threw it against the wall where it landed with a quack by the changing table.

Her foot still hurting and head still throbbing, Julia laid down on the tiny bed to relax for a second. In time, she managed to find a comfortable position and closed her eyes.

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Author: binkieblondeboy
Timestamp: Oct 27, 2022 at 8:44 PM
Content: Part 3

She awoke abruptly, unsure of what time it was. It was completely dark outside, minus the electrical lamps lighting up the back patio, and the house, once bustling, was now entirely silent. Assuming her parents may have already left without her, she just moaned groggily and sunk her head back into the pillow.

It was then she heard a noise, something clicking. Maybe there was someone still in the house, but when she peeped with one eye, she saw nothing. She then heard a quack. Julia lifted her head off the pillow and looked to the other end of the room. Something was off. She thought about it for a second before she realized the duck she’d thrown was missing. Julia sat up and rubbed her eyes as she looked around for a second and didn’t see the duck.

Eventually, she stretched her legs and got out of bed. She walked to the door, pulled the knob. . .

. . . and it was locked.

Julia tried unlocking it, but it was locked with the key. She didn’t even have a key.

She heard the quack again, startling her and prompting her to quickly spin around and there she saw it - the duck plushie, standing upright as if facing her.

Julia gasped. She didn’t move. She hardly breathed.

“What the - -” Julia uttered.

“Julia!” Another voice shouted.

She turned and saw a small plastic doll in a frilly dress turn its head and look at her with its black glass eyes.

“We knew you’d return. So wonderful to see you again after all these years!” The doll said.

“AHHHH!!!!” Julia screamed as she stumbled backwards and fell on her ass.

“Awe - poor baby. Are you okay Julia?” Came another voice.

She turned, wide eyed and saw a stuffed bear walking toward her.

“Julia! Welcome back!” A jack-in-the-box clown shouted as it popped up out of the whined up box and began hopping its way toward her as all the rest of the toys suddenly became animated and started walking, slinking and rolling their way on over to her.

“What’s happening!?” Julia shouted as she stumbled to get back up on her feet.

“We’re your friends Julia.” The doll said, hopping down off the shelf.

“Yeah.” The bear said. “And now that you’re back we can play again. Like we used to.”

“Play?” Julia said. “No. I - I just want to go. Please.”

“You can’t leave.” The duck said.

“Yeah - it’s dangerous out there.” The clown said.

“There’s no need to go, Julia.” The doll said. “We’re here to take care of you.”

“No - no!” Julia said as she wound her leg back and kicked the doll into the corner.

“Ooooh!” All the toys remarked.

“Now Julia, that’s not how we play with toys around here.” The duck said.

“You seem to be in need of a little discipline, young lady.” The doll said, getting back up to her little feet.

“Oh god.” Julia uttered, sweat beginning to trickle along her forehead and arms.

She tried pulling the door knob again to no effect.

“Help!” She shouted, pounding the door with her hand. “Help me, please! Somebody!”

In an instance, she looked to the window and made a mad dash toward it only to trip over a toy train that rolled out and caught her foot, sending her tumbling to the floor with a ruckusing thud. Just then, all the toys clamored toward her, grabbing her by the arms and legs while pushing a stool beneath her abdomen to prop up her behind. She strained and struggled furiously only to no avail as the immense strength of all the stuffed and plastic toys managed to keep her down while a few stuffed rabbits proceeded to bound and restrain her wrists together with a leather strap. Meanwhile, she could feel a tiny playhouse doll unbuckle her belt and unbutton the fasten on her pants as the duck pulled her jeans down to her knees, leaving her butt hanging in the air in just her lace lined stretch panties.

“Julia, you can’t leave. It’s a big scary world out there full of dangerous people.” The doll said as she returned with a wide paddle in her hands. “Like that boy friend of yours. Shame on you, bringing a boy like that in here to do naughty things. You’re not mature enough to handle such things. Not the little Julia I know and played with all those years.”

“Yeah Julia. You shouldn’t have to worry about such responsibilities here.” The bear said. “You should leave all those things to the adults who know how to handle such things and don’t have the time to play like we do.”

“No, please! I beg of you!” Julia cried out. “Let me go you stupid piece of crap toy!”

The clown suddenly jammed a large pacifier in her mouth and covered it with duct tape, holding it firmly in place as she swished the rubber nipple around between her cheeks trying to spit it back out.

“Tisk tisk, such language. The big world made you quite cranky and disrespectful.” The doll said. “You need a little lesson in manners young lady.”

The doll wound up the paddle she had behind Julia’s rear end as all the other toys cheered her on.

After a seconds delay with Julia’s eyes as stretched wide as can be, sweat dripping from her forehead, arms trembling, the doll finally swung and laid the paddle down along her butt with full force, causing her to jolt forward on impact and her butt to jiggle violently from the after shock.

“Mmmmmm!” Julia’s muffled screams could barely be heard through the pacifier wedged in her mouth, her legs kicking wildly and fist pounding on the floor.

The doll, amid a chorus of jubilant cheers, wound up the paddle again and smacked it hard against her behind, again and again and again and again.

Tears flooded to Julia’s eyes as she could hardly keep them open amid the barrage of hard, stiff slaps against her near naked rear. Her butt throbbed with each smack of the paddle as if a thousand needles were sticking deep into her butt.

“Here - let me have a wack.” The duck said as it waddled on over.

“Why certainly.” The doll said as she courteously handed over the paddle to the duck who graciously accepted it.

The duck wound back the paddle between its fuzzy wings and smacked Julia along her now swollen backside, even harder than the doll. The spanking session went on for two whole minutes, the juicy smacks echoing along the walls of the room as Julia, her resilience finally giving way, began to cry, her muddled whimpers heard through the large pacifier as she squealed furiously.

The stinging pain in her butt was momentarily subdued by a sudden heat that grew between the legs. Julia looked down and saw a large blotch form in her underwear as she temporarily lost control and peed herself, the wet fabric of her panties clinging to her groin as a single drop ran slow down her inner thigh as her legs quivered from strain, fear and humiliation.

“Uh oh.” The stuffed bear said. “She appears to have had an accident.”

“Awe - did you go wee-wee in your panties hun.” The doll said. “I think she needs changed anyway.”

“Yes - change her!” All the toys began shouting.

Just then, the stool propping her butt up was removed as all the toys flipped her over on her back with ease, her arms held down above her head by a bunch of stuffed animals while a group of dolls and plushies slid her pants off and spread her legs apart with her knees shaking in the air. Julia continued to squirm with all her feeble might, yet the constant struggle only made her succumb to exhaustion all the sooner as her heart raced and her chest heaved greatly with her lungs expanding beyond their limits trying to take in as much air as possible.

A large folded up plastic diaper was laid out beside her along with a bag of wet wipes and a bottle of starch powder. The doll from early reappeared, this time with a pair of metal scissors in her hand. Walking up between her thighs, the doll leaned over, lifted up the leg of her panties and began to slowly cut a slit up the side, all the way up to the waist line. She then cut another slit up along the other side of Julia’s hip where she then pulled her wet underwear off entirely, leaving Julia completely exposed from the waist down, her bare ass, still stinging from the paddling, left to sit against the cold hard floor.

“Here - throw these in the trash.” The doll said as she handed off Julia’s panties to a nearby stuffed animal.

“I think she’s still a bit cranky.” The dick said. “I think she’ll feel better after she’s been fed.”

The doll then pulled a wet wipe out from the bag and began wiping Julia down along her thigh and then her buttocks. She then began rubbing her genitals up and down with her little plastic doll hand as Julia whimpered quietly. The bear from earlier then suddenly walked up and threw a bib around Julia’s neck, tying it from behind as another doll scooped her long dark hair up off the floor, pulling it tight above her head as the clown proceeded to tie it all up in a ponytail with a big old ribbon.

“Here’s the bottle.” A stuffed rabbit said, hopping in with a large baby bottle full of milk, topped off with a rubber nipple.

The bear then ripped the tape off her mouth and took out the pacifier.

“Please - please.” Julia said, struggling to catch her breath. “Just let me go. I promise I won’t tell anyone about this. Please let me go. I don’t want to be here anymore. I’m not a child anymore.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Here.” The bear said. “Have some nice warm milk.”

The bear then jammed the rubble nipple of the bottle into her mouth and held it firmly in as Julia could feel a few squirts of warm milk fall into the back of her throat, causing her to gag and choke a little.

As the doll finished wiping her up between the legs, she tossed the wipe aside and picked up the large plastic diaper which she proceeded to unfold and slide beneath Julia’s butt as a group of nearby toys helped to lift her up.

“There you go.” The doll said. “Let’s get you into your nice clean diaper.”

When they sat her back down, she could feel the soft cotton interior against her sore butt which crinkled as she squirmed ever so slightly upon it. Julia then watched as the doll took up the bottle of baby powder and began sprinkling the white powder gently along her pelvis, genitals and buttock. Setting the bottle down, the doll then lifted up the front of the diaper, stretching it up between her thighs as they trembled slightly and laid the front of the diaper flat against her pelvis. With a little help, the doll then pulled up one of the side folds and pulled it over the front, sticking it down into place with the tabs and then doing the same with the other side, sticking it in place along the front of the diaper which was now secured firmly and comfortably around her waist, the thick cotton interior bunching up between her thighs as she could hear it crinkle with every move she made.

“There - nice and changed!” The doll said with glee. “Now isn’t that better?”

“There’s no reason to struggle, Julia.” The stuffed bear said. “We’re here to help you. To take care of you. We’re your friends. You belong with us here, not out in the cold, cruel world. We love you here. We’ll take care of you, keep you happy like no one else could. Just like old times.”

“Yeah Julia. Stay with us. We’ll have loads of fun together.” The clown said.

“Exactly.” The bear continued. “We know what’s best for you here. After all, you’re just a little child. You need somebody to look after you. And we’re here to do just that.”

Julia, eyes still wet with tears, shook her head timidly.

“Oh yes Julia.” The bear said, taking the baby bottle out of her mouth. “You need us.”

“That’s right Julia.” The doll commented. “You’re just not ready for the outside world. You won’t like it. It’s scary. Boring. You’re better off here.”

“I think she just needs a big hug.” The duck said.

“Yes!” All the toys cheered as they released their grip and sat her up on her diapered butt as they all gathered around and gave her a big soft hug as Julia just looked around, almost too petrified to move.

She turned her head and took a look at the window once more. While all the toys were bunched up and hugging her warmly, Julia bolted up on her feet and dashed toward the window with the diaper causing her to flail her legs out wide as she made a run for it.

In a flash, she unlatched the window, flung it open, stuck her head and torso through and, without hesitation, leapt out to the hard stone ground beneath her, performing a flip in mid air before landing hard on her feet, dislocating her ankle upon landing and falling flat on her ass.

“Ahhh!” She shouted in pain as she sat there holding her ankle.

She tried getting up but immediately stumbled and fell forward on her face. As soon as she pushed herself back up and began crawling away on her hands and knees, she was suddenly struck in the head by something soft. It was the bear, followed by a few other stuffed animals who immediately pinned her down and turned her over, the duck stuffing a small security blanket in her mouth before she could let out a yelp.

Soon enough, much of the other toys arrived to look her over.

“Tisk tisk.” The doll said, feeling her swollen ankle. “Look what you did. Silly girl.”

“Do you think a cranial operation might be in order?” The bear asked.

“No, not yet.” The doll replied. “We’ll see how she behaves. If she becomes too much of a hassle we can always operate on her legs so that she will no longer walk. We can always have her fixed, tie her tubes of course. I like the sound of her voice so we might be able to let her keep her vocal memory, although I would enjoy hearing her babel every now and again and cry whenever she needs to be fed or changed. If she’s still a bit fussy we can operate on the brain and take out whatever we need to in order to keep her calm.”

The doll walked up and began stroking Julia’s cheek tenderly.

“Don’t worry baby, we’ll take good care of you.” The doll continued. “But if you keep acting up like this we’ll just have to cut you open and make some little repairs.”

Just then, the sweat streaming down her face, eyes stunned with unimaginable fear, Julia felt a sudden gust of wind break between her legs as she could then feel the diaper she wore bulge even more beneath her rear end.

“Oh - what’s that?” The doll asked as she walked down and felt the back end of her diaper. “Oh, did you just go poopy in your diapie? Huh? Did you just make poopy? Oh, yes you did. Don’t worry, we’ll change you later. First we just have to go get your ankle all nice and wrapped up. Okay sweetie? Oh, I know it hurts. But don;t worry, we’re here. We’ll take good care of you - always.”

“Yeah Julia.” The clown said. “Then we can have play time - forever.”

“Yeah - play time! Let’s go!” They all shouted.

And just like that, toys gathered around, lifted her off the ground and carried her inside, Julia still squirming in their grasp as they brought her in through the backdoor and closed it, locking it for the night.

In time, Julia’s parents, after much initial distress, eventually got over Julia running away from home, promising never to let the same thing happen with their other kids who they nurtured and cherished all the time they had together.

The mansion that once belonged to her auntie remained closed off to the public with only the grounds keeper coming around ever so often to mow the lawn and keep the plants trimmed and healthy as well as the occasional postal delivery person who’d leave mysterious packages in the back by the wine cellar. Rumors of the place being evermore haunted quickly began to spread across town with passerbyers reporting seeing the occasional light on inside. Meanwhile, the dumpsters behind the nearby vineyard and hotel were suddenly found to be filled weekly with disposable wipes, baby formula packages and large dirty diapers of unknown origin. Kids playing in the nearby fields have reported seeing a strange spectral figure watching them from the windows, now barred from the outside. One such kid who gained the courage to sneak onto the premises and peer in through the window claimed to have seen an older woman, young thirties, sitting in a highchair in a bib and diaper while being spoon fed by a plastic looking baby, though many believe he was just making it up. Yet the mystery of the so-called diaper woman as she came to be known who haunts the creepy old mansion became a popular folktale around the area, a staple of local ghost stories and internet legends that lives on still to this very day.