The Accident - Part 3

“Please come in, Doctor,” said Richard, brushing aside a few scattered baby blocks with his foot before standing back to let Dr Smith into his home. “I’m afraid it’s a bit messy,” he added apologetically, leading the doctor through into the living room and offering him a seat. He’d given up trying to get Mia to pack away her toys when she was finished playing with them, and consequently the house was littered with rattles and stuffed animals and teething rings (Mia just loved putting things in her mouth).

The doctor smiled as he sat down. “I’m sure that’s an unavoidable with two little tykes running around.”

Richard chuckled. “It’s only one that makes the messes really,” he said. “Susie’s gotten so mature lately!”

“Has she adjusted to Mia’s new role in the family yet?”

“Oh yes,” said Richard, taking a seat himself. “There were no problems at all. I just told her that Mummy’s a big baby now and she should treat her exactly like one of her dollies. She was thrilled! She’s been such a big help honestly, keeping an eye on Mia when I need to go into another room, helping me check and change her nappies. She’s at school at the moment, but she and Mia are always playing together when they’re both home.”

“How sweet,” the doctor said. “And Mia isn’t showing any signs of adult awareness?”

“None at all,” Richard said. “No shame, no resentment. She ran round the corner at the supermarket the other day, and by the time I’d caught up to her, she’d stripped down to her diaper and was asking this dear old lady for a hug.” He laughed. “She got one too. Even when she’s not running around in nothing but her nappy, everyone can tell she’s just a baby now. She’s a rambunctious little thing, and I’m always worried she’ll get wander off – I prefer to take her out in public when she’s in a wet nappy; people may think it’s some sort of joke if they come across a grown woman dressed in baby clothes, but when they smell pee, they’ll know my little princess isn’t pretending. Mia doesn’t mind. The yuckier her pants are, the better!”

Dr Smith joined in with his laughter. “Well, everything sounds fine,” he said, “but I’d still better take a look at her to be sure. I always like to do a routine check-up on my patients.”

“Of course,” said Richard. “She’s having a nap at the moment, but I’ll get her up and-”

He was interrupted by a breathy giggle coming from the doorway, and he looked around just in time to see a flash of light brown hair whip out of sight. A moment later, and a big blue eye peeked out from behind the door briefly, then disappeared again.

“Uh-oh,” said Richard, his voice playfully stern. “Do I spot a naughty little girl running around the house when she should be napping?”

He was rewarded for his teasing with another giggle. Mia peeked her head out again, a little further this time. She knew she wasn’t really in trouble. Her eyes were bright and excited, and her thumb was planted firmly in her mouth.

“She always comes down to say hello when I have guests,” Richard told the doctor, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “She can’t resist being the centre of attention.” He turned back to the doorway. “What are you doing out of your crib, little missy?” he asked, mock-stern again.

Mia half-stepped out from behind the corner, revealing the contour of one slender leg, the bulge of a thick disposable diaper, the curve of her waist, and the edge of a large bare breast. Her expression was cautious, slightly mischievous, and Richard knew she was torn between rushing into the room for a hug, or making a game of it and running away to make him chase her.

Richard’s eyes twinkled. He knew just how to work her. He held out his arms invitingly. She could never resist an invitation to cuddle. “Come to Daddy, baby girl!” he cooed.

Mia squealed with excitement and rushed into the room at once, nude but for the soaking wet nappy that jiggled between her thighs as she toddled towards him. Her boobs bounced alluringly, but there was no hint of self-consciousness in her face. Her heavy diaper threw off her gait, and she stomped rather than ran, lifting her legs too high and bringing her feet down too forcefully, as if she hadn’t fully mastered walking yet. And she never would, Richard thought happily, his heart melting at the sight of his formerly proud, sophisticated wife hurrying over to him like a clumsy toddler with a big, innocent smile on her face. His adorable little forever-princess.

He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. “Good girl!” he gushed, and Mia nuzzled him lovingly, eager for closeness with her Daddy. “Looks like somebody had a wet nap!” he said, reaching down and jostling the sodden, drooping seat of her nappy.

“Pee-pee panths!” Mia shouted. She had absolutely no concept of an inside voice.

They broke apart, and Mia stared at the doctor for a moment. Then she pointed and said, “Doc-tuh!”

Dr Smith smiled pleasantly at her. “That’s right Mia,” he said. “Do you remember me?”

Mia nodded. “Mia had a acc-see-dent,” she said, putting a finger in her mouth to suck on. “Doc-tuh hewped.”

“That’s right, sweetie,” said Richard. “The doctor helped you out a lot after your accident, didn’t he?”

Mia sucked her finger thoughtfully, frowning. Then she nodded, seemingly deciding that her Daddy must be right.

Dr Smith looked pleased. “Excellent,” he said. “You used to be a grown woman didn’t you, Mia? Do you remember that?”

Mia giggled and nodded again. “Mia was big giwl! Had a job an’ a car…”

“But then you had a little fall,” said the doctor. “Now you’re just a silly, nakie baby, aren’t you? I can see your boobies!”

Mia squealed and jumped up and down. “Bounthy boobieth!” she shouted, as her breasts jiggled about wildly on her chest. “Mia gots bounthy boobieth!” But a second later, she’d stopped her bouncing. She was frowning at them, as if suddenly deep in thought.

“Mia, are you having any big girl thoughts?” asked Dr Smith.

Richard chuckled. “I don’t think so, Doctor,” he said. “I know exactly what that face means!”

Mia let out a soft grunt. She clenched her fists and fell into a squat, her wet nappy sagging beneath her. Then, with another, louder grunt, she screwed up her face and started pooping her pants. The two men watched with amusement as the thirty-two-year-old woman strained to fill her Pampers right in front of them. The seat of her diaper bulged out more and more, until it drooped so low that it actually touched the carpet between her legs. When she was finished, she looked up at them with her mouth hanging open stupidly.

“Well I think it’s safe to say she’s not faking it,” Dr Smith laughed, looking into Mia’s blank, innocent eyes. “Just a happy Pamper packer now, aren’t you, sweetie?”

Mia put her hands to her mouth and giggled through her fingers. “Done poo-poo!” she agreed.

“What a big girl for telling the doctor!” Richard cooed, and Mia glowed with pleasure at his praise. “Are you my little potty-pants princess, Mia?”

Mia nodded her head and let out an ear-piercing shriek of delight. “Potty panth pwinceth!” she shouted, straightening up and hopping from foot to foot, making her soaked and stinky diaper swing like a pendulum between her thighs.

“Alright, baby girl,” said Richard, “I think it’s time for a nappy change. Those tapes aren’t going to hold out much longer.” Mia’s diaper did indeed look like it was about to fall off. It was as full as it could get without leaking. “Lie down, little missy,” he instructed, and Mia did as she was told, settling down obediently onto the plastic changing mat her husband-turned-Daddy laid out for her.

Richard undid the tapes on her nappy, pulled down the front, and lifted her ankles into the air, exposing her mucky bottom. “What a messy girl!” he teased, reaching out to tickle Mia’s tummy and make her giggle and squirm. “How can such a pretty baby make such a big stinky, hmm?” He got to work cleaning her bum, while Mia lifted her feet up to either side of her head in an astonishing show of flexibility, then shoved the toes of her right foot into her mouth to suck on.

Richard was overcome with love. He couldn’t believe he’d ever doubted his plan to regress Mia’s mind.  To think that he might have been sitting alone in an empty house at that moment, while Mia shared her bed with another man and Susie grew up without her Daddy. Instead he had his daughter, and now he had another sweet little girl who’d love him forever, one who’d never grow up, who’d always need him to look after her.

“I’ll leave you to it, I think,” said Dr Smith, looking down at Mia’s messy bottom with a mixture of amusement and disgust. “I’ll see myself out, not to worry. Just remember to contact me if Mia’s adult mind shows any signs of returning. I doubt we’re going to have any problems though. And if you want to make any alterations to her personality or behaviours, I can always do that too.”

Richard thanked the doctor and waved as he left, but he didn’t think there’d be any need to change Mia any further. He smiled at the sight of her going cross-eyed trying to stare at the toes she was drooling over, seeming hardly aware that she was mid-way through a diaper change. No, his precious girl was perfect just the way she was.

Soon he had her wiped and powdered, and back in a clean nappy. He scooped her up and settled on the sofa, cradling his big baby girl in his lap.

Mia popped her foot out of her mouth just long enough to say, “Wuv ‘oo Da-dee!” before shoving it back in again.

“Daddy loves you too, baby,” Richard crooned. He bent down and blew a raspberry on her tummy, making her shriek with pleasure. His cheating wife was gone, transformed permanently into the overgrown baby squirming delightfully in his arms. “Daddy loves you so, so much!”