Big Girl Problems Part 4 -- (Author) binkieblondeboy

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Author: binkieblondeboy
Timestamp: Jun 3, 2020 at 2:02 AM
Content: Laurie awoke the next morning, her body still tired and sore as she laid curled up on top of the blanket. The pacifier that'd been stuck in her mouth since last night when she was forced to bed was now loose and free to remove. She eventually brought herself to sit up, her hair a frizzy mess and her tee shirt sullied by sweat stains under the pits. The diaper that had ensnared her earlier was still fixed snug around her waist and buttocks and was thankfully still dry.

She had a headache, either from the long struggle she'd put up the night before or from simply waking up too early. As Laurie tried to rub the pain away along her forehead, the caged walls that had sprung up around the boarders of her bed suddenly descended back down, turning her bed back to normal and freeing her from her confines. For a hot second she'd imagined she was free from this curse, that all her troubles were behind her, yet deep down she suspected this assessment to be wrong.

Her morning, much like the evening prior, was plagued with constant inconveniences and mysterious happenings. After waiting about 15 minutes to make a hot cup of coffee, her coffee mug surprised her when it transformed into yet another baby bottle from which she was unable to simple dump the coffee out of. The morning bagel she made magically cut itself up into bite sized pieces, her napkin turned into a bib that tied itself around her neck and her apple turned into mush with a bowl and spoon. When she sat back in her kitchen chair the seat suddenly raised up high, lifting her feet off the ground as a food tray sprung out from around the side, squeezing tight around her stomach and locking her in place until she finished her bottle of coffee and breakfast.

By the time Laurie felt the need to use the restroom she'd spent nearly 10 whole minutes fighting to get the diaper off to no avail before giving up and simply doing her business in the diaper while she sat upon the couch. After changing out of the wet thing and tossing it in the waste bin, she thought she could easily out maneuver whatever mystical challenge came her way now that she was on her guard. Yet sadly this ambition too proved fruitless as she was pulled down over the edge of the couch by her own shirt, given a harsh spanking by a paddle that had formed from a nearby table leg and a diaper from deep within her room flew out and found itself to her bare bottom where it covered her once more for another day of forced absorbent protection.

Seeing how her tee shirt from the night before had largely remained intact, she felt it best to go out and try and buy new clothes to replace all the old ones that had turned into baby clothes. Laurie sorted through her closet in search of something to wear yet found nothing that wasn't overly cute or completely infantile. Just as she was comparing wardrobe she got a buzz from her phone again.

Jean "U mind if I stop by and get my dress?"

Laurie paused and thought for a spell.

Laurie "Sure. Come right over. I'll leave the door open."

. . .

About 15 minutes later, Jean arrived to the front door of Laurie's flat and found the door unlocked for her to come in.

Jean "Laurie!"

Jean walked in and shut the door behind her.

Laurie "I'm in the bedroom."

Jean headed over to the bedroom at the end of the short hallway and knocked upon the door. With no immediate answer, Jean slowly cracked the door open and peeked inside.

Jean "Laurie? You in here?"

Jean tip toed in only to find the space to be empty.

Jean "Laurie?"

Laurie "I'm in here."

Jean turned toward the bathroom where, slowly, Laurie suddenly emerged and appeared out from the shadows wearing a wide bright pink ruffled mini dress. She stood there for a moment as Jean looked on at first with awe and then a burst of laughter.

Jean "Ha Ha Ha! Oh my god that's the cutest thing I've ever seen. Why the dress?"

Laurie "For the same reason I'm wearing this."

Laurie lifted up the thick ruffled skirt and exposed the diaper she had on underneath it. Jean's mouth suddenly dropped open before another short round of laughter.

Jean "Oh my god. Is that a diaper? - Ha Ha. What are you wearing that for?"

Laurie "That's what I'm trying to figure out. And I need your help to do so."

. . .

Laurie spent well over two hours, at some points in tears, explaining the situation with Jean as to how it all began, her embarrassment at the talk in front of Darrin and her immense trepidation over what she was to do about it all.

Laurie "What am I going to do. I can't go out clothes shopping dressed like this. I've got a representation. Plus I don't like strangers judging me."

Jean "I can go out and get you some new clothes. Are you sure they won't transform like all the others."

Laurie "Yes, only the clothes I had within the vicinity of the initial incident changed. I can still wear relatively normal clothes at least."

Jean "So how do you know all this?"

Laurie "Because I read it off the bottle of baby powder that started all this. It's magic."

Laurie handed Jean the baby powder to look over.

Laurie "I'll give you my debit card so you can buy me some clothes. Preferably dresses or extreme loose fit pants because I don't think I can possibly conceal this diaper under any regular pair of jeans."

Jean "Got you - By the way, where did you get this bottle from again?"

Laurie "That girl! The one from the coffee shop. She threw it at me. Maybe I can find her at the shop."

Jean "You do that. I'll go get you some nice clothes."

Laurie "Okay - Hurry please."

. . .

Jean returned a little over an hour and a half later with a whole wardrobe of new clothes: gorgeous dresses, sweat pants, tank tops, tees and a large pantsuit.

Jean "There. I hope this is all sufficient to you liking."

Laurie "Yes, thank you so much. You couldn't have come any later than you did."

Jean "Why's that."

Laurie, still in her little ruffled dressed, squirmed around a little before reaching up under her skirt and removing the diaper which she had clearly soiled. She walked into the bathroom and threw the diaper in the waste bin on top of the others. She then cleaned herself with a wet wipe before heading back out into the bed room where Jean was waiting.

Jean "Are you okay?"

Laurie did not answer. Instead she just stood there with an annoyed grimace to her face till her premonition inevitably proved true. One of her dresser drawers suddenly opened up on its own, depositing a clean diaper that shot out across the room and up Laurie's skirt where it affixed itself nice and snug.

Jean's eyes widened and her mouth hung low with her hand in front of it in awe of what she had just witnessed.

Laurie "Can you hand me that baby powder please?"

Jean stood shaking for a minute, unable to move a muscle. Gradually she turned around, got the bottle of powder off the table next to the bed and handed it to Laurie who lifted up her skirt, stretched out the front of her diaper and sprinkled a bit of the powder in.

Laurie "I know that this powder is what got me in this mess to begin with but I really don't want to risk getting a rash at this time."

Jean, whose legs were showing signs of weakness, slowly took a seat on top of Laurie's bed.

Laurie "Yeah, this has been my life for the past two days."

Jean "For a while I didn't know how serious you were - Have you found that girl yet?"

Laurie "I'm about to change and head on over before they close."

Jean "Anything else you need from me?"

Laurie "I'll keep in touch and let you know if anything comes up."

Jean "Okay. Stay strong girl."

Laurie "I'll try."

Jean gave Laurie and strong hug before heading out. Laurie in the meantime, slipped into a nice dress and left off to go to the coffee shop with a diaper bag that'd once been a purse, and the bottle of baby powder tucked inside.

A quick drive later, Laurie made it to the coffee shop where she gave a quick pat on the butt to see if the diaper was well concealed before heading in.

Laurie "Excuse me, hi. Do you by any chance know where the barista is who was here yesterday? She dropped something on the sidewalk and I was hoping to return it to her personally."

Barista "Sorry, I she's no longer here."

Laurie "Well do you know when she'll be back."

Barista "She doesn't work here anymore. They let her go yesterday."

Laurie "Oh - sorry. Do you by any chance know her name?"

Barista "Yeah, Angie. Angie Quezada."

Laurie "Thank you."

Laurie walked off, her chest empty from despair and her head searing in pain from stress. This day has finally cemented itself as one of the worst by her recollection.

. . .

At home, Laurie got to work on her computer, looking over and responding to all the emails she'd missed and checking up on her business associates. She checked up on her social media accounts, updating info on recent specials and discounts being offered by her online store and so forth, till she noticed a new DM on her Twitter account.

Darrin "Hey, just checking up to see if everything was alright after last night. I thought your speech was great! I was hoping to treat you a bar or restaurant last night but I didn't get the chance. Would you like to go out with me tomorrow at a little restaurant I know, say around 8:00?"

Laurie's heart felt as though it had shot to the ceiling before crashing down hard. What was she to say? The guy she has the most immense crush on at the moment just asked her out, an opportunity she would kill for, but not now, not at a time like this when she's stuck drinking from a bottle and making a mess in her undergarments - Speaking of which.

Laurie spun around out of her chair and let out a loud groan. She stomped her feet in frustration and stormed off to the bathroom. She changed out of a poopy diaper and took a long hot shower to clean off.

Later, after having gotten dried off, dressed and put into a new diaper, Laurie took the trash bin that was now filled with stinky diapers and walked it down to the dumpsters behind the apartment complex under the cover of dark. When she arrived to the dumpsters though, she saw a man standing next to them smoking a cigarette. Laurie tried to walk by as inconspicuously as could be before making awkward eye contact with the guy and hastily tossing the diapers out off the bin and onto the rest of the community trash. With the guy still looking at her, Laurie held her head low and quickly walked away.

Back in her flat, Laurie tried to calm herself down a bit. She retrieved the bottle of baby powder from her new diaper bag and tried to to sprinkle it into her diaper before gritting her teeth and simply throwing the bottle against the wall.

Laurie "Ah! This is stupid! I hate this!"

She slumped down and sat against the wall with her legs curled up to her chin. After a while of loud heavy breathing, she looked across the room to the bottle of powder she'd just thrown. She got up and picked the bottle off the floor and looked at it.

Laurie "Please - please. Tell me how to break this curse. Please tell me how to go back to normal again."

The letters on the bottle remained still for a second as Laurie felt the sweat of frustration form along her brow. Then, the letters faded away and a new message read along the bottle.

Only by true love's care can one be changed, putting them again at ease and ending the suffering of one's haplessness.

Laurie "True love? That's corny."

Laurie thought about it a second longer.

Laurie "Darrin."

Laurie rushed to her computer to fined another DM from Darrin.

Darrin "So - what do you say?"

Laurie hesitated for a second before furiously typing away and replying back.

Laurie "Sure definitely. I'll meet you tomorrow at 8'."

Send.

Her heart raced in her chest as she began to embark on the most bizarre journey of her life. Her head began to spin as she suddenly say a reply back.

Darrin "Sure. Hope to see you then."

The mission was on.