I nodded and got up, I had wondering if I would get a chance to use the bathroom tonight although disapointly by the yellowish mark on the cloth diaper I left behind me it seemed the privilage had come too late. Still I was gald to be given it, it would be horrible if I was actually expected to just use diapers all the time.

As I expected when I sat myself on the toliet seat I couldn't urinate, as if sitting over a toilet bowel was some secert password I did manage to have a bowel movement though, all my muscles seeming to work on automatic.
I breifly considered trying to stop myself in the act of pooping, again just to prove to myself I had some measure of control, but I knew it would give me cramps trying to hold it in and I wanted to go to bed so I just let nature take it's course and washed up afterwards, returning to Colette with a sense of satisfaction and gratefulness for her consideration. At least I wouldn't have that sort of accident tonight, mind you I'm sure Colette was equally as glad for that.

"Alright, lets get you ready for bed now." Colette had taken the time to lay out a fresh diaper cover, the pink one with white rabbits and the words cuddle bunny on the back. She figured it was probably a good idea to alternate covers and clean the old ones up. The diapers absorbed most of the mess, but some of it probably did stay on the cover as well.

She wiped Jo's bottom thouroughly, then proceeded to apply baby oil. She took her time to carefully massage it into Jo's skin, noting how shoft the girls flesh became as the oinment was rubbed in. She wondered if it would have the same effect on the rest of Jo's body, before moving on. The powder was applied generously, as Jo would be in this diaper all night and so must be thouroughly protected. And then she folded up the two fluffy diapers and pinned them in place. Finally she fastened the diaper cover around Jo swaddled rear.

Stepping back, she was once again struck by the sheer cuteness of her charge. She grinned and walked over to the childs bed. There she retrieved the nightgown which she held out for Jo to put on.

I'd hadn't yet found a reason why Inez had choosen to embroid and design her teenage sized dapers, exactly the same a baby diapers. They were really too cutesy to be taken seriously as just plain old protective garments but then again I supposed lots of teenage girls like 'cute' things anyway, so maybe Inez wasn't that far off the mark.

Diaper changing was, well, as sensual as ever again I had the odd embrassed sense of guilt and shame. Colette's hands rubbed places I hadn't felt it was prudent for my own fingers to touch except when guiding a sponge in the bathtub.
The doubly thick night time diapers where done up and naturally by legs felt part for it wasn't comfortable to try and keep them together when I had so much padding between my legs.
I caught a glimpse of Colette giving me that 'awww adorable' look and wondered what I looked like but didn't dare ask for a mirror

Colette held out a nightgown so I took off the white blouse and undershirt I had been given to wear this evening, the skirt had been removed along with my old diaper.
Sitting upright on the bed, crosslegged with a on a big pink cusion that was actually my diaper, and bare cheasted I held up my arms to allow Colette to place the nightshirt over my head.
"Goodnight" I told her.

(Sorry, I had net connection problems, but it did give me a chance to go a bit nuts, hope you like my dream sequence)

Colette kissed Jo's cheek. "Goodnight, dear. Sleep well." She retured the supplies to the bag which she elected to leave in the room for now, and took the diaper with her as she left, droping it off in the laundry room before going to be herself.

That night Colette had a dream.

She woke like any other morning, bright and early. Then she showered quickly and got dressed before going to the guestroom. The room was where it always was, but instead of being a guestroom Colette found a nursery. Butterflies and rabbits played on the pink wallpaper, the carpet was a lighter shade of pink, and the furniture was white with pink trim. Apparently I'm not a very creative interior decorator, thought Colette. She looked around and saw a toy chest piled high with stuffed animals, a changing table, a rocking chair, and a crib where the bed should be. She wasn't surprised when her dream self approached the crib and lowered the bars.

Inside she saw a small girl, wearing a pink onsie with white lace and matching booties, sucking on a pacifier. The child had kicked off her blankets in the night. As she bent down to wake the child, Colette was surprised to realize it was Jo. The girl looked the about the same age she was in real life, even had the same figure. When her dream self shook the girls shoulder, Jo opened her eyes, pulled the soother from her mouth, and said "Morning Mommy."

Dream Colette kissed her daughter, then lifted her from the crib and carried her to the changing table. There she proceeded to remove the child's transparent white plastic panties soaked diaper and replace it with a fresh one. Colette was interested to note that both diapers were disposables, the used one being pink with white bunnies like the one she'd dressed Jo in the night before, and the new one being white with pink trim, like the cover she'd worn during the day. The pink one was clearly meant as a night diaper, as it was about twice as thick as the one Jo was now dressed in.

Once she was finished dream Colette carried her daughter to the kitchen and stuck her in a high chair, and tied a Winnie the Pooh bib around the girls neck. Then she somehow made a batch pancakes in under a minute. Colette wished she could do that for real, would be a useful skill. Dream Colette alternated taking a bite for herself and feeding Jo a bite. Baby Jo was a very cooperative child, but somehow she still wound up covered in syrup. Once breakfast was done Colette removed the bib, and carried her sticky child up to the bathroom for a bath.

Unsurprisingly the bathroom was full of bath toys, and Jo was given a bubble bath complete with rainbow covered bubbles. Mother and child played vigorously but not a drop of water was spilled on the floor. Bath complete Jo was wrapped in a towel and carried to the bedroom. There she was dressed in a fresh diaper, with transparent blue plastic panties. This was followed by a blue short dress with frilled skirt, a blue baby bonnet, and matching booties. Dream Jo spent a few minutes posing to show how pretty she was. Colette had to admit the child had somehow reached a new level of cuteness.

Then there was a knock at the door. Colette was pretty certain that one couldn't hear a knock this far away, only the bell, but whatever. Dream Colette told Jo to wait, and then ran downstairs. Opening the front door, there stood Madeline. She was dressed in a short sailor dress with Mary Jane shoes, knee socks, matching hat, and her hair in pigtails. She was jumping up and down with excitement, showing off her panties as she did so. Colette wasn't sure whether the teen dressed like a six year old looked adorable or silly. "We've been expecting you, she's in her room." Madeline ran up the stairs and into Jo's room while dream Colette laughed.

The morning was a long parade of games, teas parties, and games with dolls and dress up, Colette joining in with the girls. Then after giving Jo a diaper change, Colette said she was going to give the girls some alone time. How long she was gone Colette couldn’t say, time seemed to be in fast forward mode, but when she returned to tell the girls it was time for lunch, she found them lying in each other's arms and looking disheveled. Colette wondered what it said about her that she dreamed of two teens dressed as children making out. Granted she could see it happening, she'd found out about Madeline's attraction to girls before the girl had told her mother, but still it was odd.

Lunch was another instant meal, this time chicken salad. Madeline had reverted to acting like an older cousin visiting a baby, eager to help. The sailor suited girl got to feed Jo, and even changed the child before it was time for her to go home. Jo cried and begged her to come back soon.

Then Colette carried Jo back to the bedroom and changed her into a t-shirt with the slogan "Angel in Training" on the front, a set of red short-alls with fairies on the bib and bottom (and snaps in the crotch) and some tennis shoes. Apparently they were going out. Jo had been given a new pacifier, which quieted her but she pouted. Then the front door was opened again, and Jo was happy again.

"Grandma, Grandpa, hooray." There stood Colette's parents, alive and well. Colette's mind went blank looking at them, she didn't really pay much attention as they exchanged greeting and all went to the park together. By the time her mind started working again they were walking home, Jo riding on her Grandfathers shoulders.

As they waived her parents goodbye Colette kicked herself for missing out on her own dream like that, no doubt there were some good bits in there.

The rest of the evening was pretty much the same, Jo and Colette watching cartoons togher, feeding the girl dinner (spaghetti) and giving her another bath. Then it was bedtime and dream Jo fussed a bit till a quick swat to her behind reminded her to behave. Then Colette dressed her in cloth diapers, which she noted were even more elaborately embroidered then the ones Inez had given her, and white and pink lacey diaper cover, followed by a set of crochet booties and mittens (both white with pink lace). This was followed by a long white and pink nightgown, Colette recognized it as a larger (and lacier) version of an old infant's gown she still had lying around somewhere. Just like with a real baby, the skirt of the garment went past Jo's feet. The final item was a lacier version of the sleep bonnet that went with the gown. Jo looked like a baby angel in her infantile sleepware.

As she carried the girl to the crib, Colette glanced up to look at some of the pictures on the wall. Jo in a red velvet dress and tights, opening presents and Christmas. Jo in a version of the choir ground that actually looked good, singing in chapel. Jo dressed as a princess for Halloween, Jo in pink sleeper on grandmas lap, Jo in a diaper and shirt playing patti-cake with her grandfather.

Dream Colette had one last surprise in store, she lowered her shirt and bra and offered Jo her nipple. The child nursed from both breasts, before she was tucked in for the night. As Colette pulled up the sheets her dream child whispered "I love you mommy" before a pacifier was inserted in her mouth and she was kissed goodnight.

Colette woke up. She looked at the clock, an hour before she needed to get up. As she lay back she thought about her strange, selfish, silly, wonderful dream, wondering what it all meant, wondering how she should feel about it.

[mao I scrolled down and was thinking, 'hey, why is there a wall where Smile's comment should be?' but yeah it was interesting. So long as you had fun writing it.]

I was't sure what woke me, either it was the sun finally falling across my face after it's rays made a slow journey up the rugged valleys of the creased covers (I tended to move alot in my sleep, not one of those people who just slid in and out of perfectly pressed sheets every day like a letter in an enevelop.) I binked and tried to rub the daylight from eyes, obviously not thinking logically yet.
Sitting up and finally escaping that bright warm light bombarding my face I realised the other cause for my awakening was a very wet diaper I was now sitting directly on. Amasingly I checked the leg guards of the diaper cover and I hadn't leaked abit.
Plus actually, so long as I didn't move and make it a discomfort for myself the diaper was still pleasantly warm, if still reiduclously bulky but I wouldn't be walking anywhere if I let myself go back to sleep? And Colette had said I wasn't supposed to take them off myself anyway, so I quickly assemebled and accepted an unwritten contract that I was allowed to lie in until she came and changed me.
It seemed fair to me, pulling the covers over my head so sun wouldn't further disturb my slumber I nearly drifted back off but then suddenly remembered that today was the day I was going back to school.
"Oh crap." I muttered under my breath and through a thick covering of duvet. Today was going to be a long one.

Colette smiled as her alarm woke her. Right on schedule. She put the dream behind her and began to get ready for the day. There was allot to be done. She showered, and dressed quickly, then checked that her teaching supplies were toghether. She was a little behind on her grading, but she could catch up. Everything else ready, she went to wake Jo.

She stepped into the childs room to notice the girl was already awake, although only just by the look of her. She smiled as she walked in. "Alright Jo we have a big day today, so first I'll get you out of that diaper, and then you can use the toilet and take a bath." She pulled back the covers and gestured for the girl to get out of the bed.

Darn I had been hoping I'd get at least a little bit more sleep I still felt really tried and showed it by yawning and streaching out my arms.
Reluctantly I parted with the bed. My diaper sagged hugely and slid a little way down my hips revealing smooth stomach just beneath the naval and the top of the diaper cover as gravity took it's toll.
It didn't realise it looked even worse from behind, the words 'lil cutie' just marginaly suspended beneath the tops of a half exposed bum.
It was definatly time for the diaper to come off. I probably wouldn't have even made it to the bathroom without it first falling halfway down my legs.

"Well, I'm certainly glad you had that diaper, if not you probably would have soaked the whole matress." Colette quickly removed the diaper cover and the drenched diapers, keeping them wrapped in the waterproof cover. She gestured for Jo to go to the hall bathroom, repeating her earlier suggestion. "Use the toilet, then take a bath."

She left, carrying the wet diapers down to the laundry room. She'd do a load of all diapers and covers this afternoon, although she should probably as Inez for advice on that. She recalled one fo the town mothers mentioning keeping a metal tub half full with soapy water that she stored the used diapers in before washing, maybe she should get one of those. Heck, she might have one in the attic, her mother could have very well used such a thing.

Adding the diapers to the pile she took a chance to wash her hands and then began walking towards the upstairs bathroom. Normally she let Jo bathe alone but today she wanted to help the girl. She was sure the child hadn't been using conditioner, and while Jo was blessed with naturally perfect hair, it still shouldn't be neglected. Besides, she really wanted the child looking her best today. Yesterday may have been the day she was presented to the town, but now she would be interacting with her peers on her own. Honestly Colette was almost shaking with nerves, so many things could go wrong.

But leaving the child uneducated and isolated from her peers could only go worse, so she steeled her resolve and knocked on the bathroom door.

After last night's wetting I wasn't expecting there would be anything left to fill the toilet bowl with as I sat there dully, just trying to be patient and see if I would have a bowel movement instead. It was kind of strange, I knew I should have apprechaited the oppertunities that were given to me to use the toilet but I guess I felt they were more like tasks. It was largely down to the fact, I couldn't seem to use the bathroom on my own terms. When I made it here to pee it was mainly just luck or coinsidance and my bowels just seemed to set to automatic.
So yeah although I was thankfully given oppertunities to use the toilet, I didn't actually feel like I was using them. There was no sense of control.

Since I wasn't being allowed to enjoy the comfort a warm bed, I was savouring the comfort of a warm bath, enjoying the blanketing water as I routinuely cleaned the body I was growing more and more gradually familar with, I had almost forgotten what it felt like to have stuble on my chin.
I ducked my head under the water and long strands of dark hair twisted and wove underwater like a forest of seaweed as I combed my fingers through the mass to loosen what was left of yesterday's pigtails.
I hadn't minded wearing pigtails in just Colette's company but they would be just too childish to get away with at school.

Resurfacing I heard the knock and wondered why Colette wanted to come in, she had already left me with towels.
"Come in" I called but with a hint of hesitance.

Colette stepped through the bathroom door. "Jo I want to help you wash your hair." She gestured towards the girls lovely locks. "Let me show you." She knelt behind the child. "Just face forward and close your eyes."

She took the shampoo and proceeded to gently apply it to Jo's hair, massaging the suds into her scalp and carefully cleaning the tresses. Then she rinsed it with warm warm water. "Did you see how I scrubbed it?" She mimed moving her fingers in a cleaning manner in front of Jo. "you need to be more throurough." Then she took the bottle of conditioner. "Use this after the soap." And then she squirted some into her palm and rubbed them thogether, and then carefully applied it to Jo's hair, going front to back. "Always in the same direction Jo."

Once she was done she stood up. "You need to get clean quick Jo, we don't have much time." She pointed to her wrist to the watch she didn't have. "Remember to clean your hair right in the future, the bottle have directions on the back in French and English" She turned the bottles round ot show Jo the instructions. "Now finish up." She gestured to the soap and then her wrist again, before leaving Jo to bathe in peace.