[Miss Manners]

for some unconscious reason or another, Julie found herself on her knees before her Coven Master, who now directed the little girl to address her as Mommy. Julie had succumbed to her authority, seeking only to obey and do her will.

"yes Mommy" Julie responded quietly, and immediately obeyed and complied with her Coven Master's wishes.

she quietly departed, entering the changing room that indeed seemed endless in depth.

there were shelves of baby care items and accessories, from cloth diapers to baby panties of all colors. even vinyl panties that had snaps. there were baby dresses of all sorts, and play suits, overalls and half alls with crotch snaps. onesies and baby body suits, and woombies that zipped up a baby girl suspending her helplessly in an imprisonment of gentle softness had she become fidgety. and then there were also instruments of torment, like enema bags with black plastic probes, similar to the ones the three naughty, disobedient girls had been subjected to by the coven crowd. Julie felt a raw visceral quiver run through her body when viewing them.

up till now, Julie had filled the role as enforcer of the Coven's obedience and loyalty, bringing the errant ones forward to be punished and subjected to the humiliation of the entire coven crowd. she was still dressed in her business dress suit and Julie felt curiously surrealistic in this setting. she was used to strutting herself in an authoritarian manner both at work and with her Coven as an enforcer of Coven rules. and she was directed and told explicitly to shed her big girl clothes and submit to wearing what was available which was pretty much limited to baby girl items.

Julie saw a dressing mirror in the room she could use as she began disrobing. she removed her business suit, dress, blazer, blouse and all. when she got down to her lingerie, she began blushing. she unsnapped her little bra, allowing her b-cup breast to bounce out now uninhibited. then she slipped down her panty hose which she hung on a nearby rack. the only thing left were her panties. she took her time as she slipped them down her legs ever so modestly and gently. stepping gingerly out of them she included them with her other lady intimates she had removed.

then she thought to herself, "could Lady Lilac see through that door?" and Julie fell into a little girl blushee knowing the Coven's High Priestess could see through anything she chose to....but she had said *privacy* and had second thoughts. Julie also completely trusted her Coven Master. she felt safe and secure enough even if she could see through the door planning on the inevitable event anyway.

since the dressing theme that evening for her Coven was diapers, Julie went for the huge diaper supply available. there must have been several hundred all folded neatly, and they weren't the cheap disposables, nor flannel or birdseye. they were the luxurious gauze kind that provided gentle softness and fluffiness for any baby to be pinned in, and they had the fresh scent of having been hung in the afternoon breeze with sunshine to dry after washing.

she chose two cotton cloth prefolds, not sure of how long she would be confined in them, along with a bottle of diaper cream that had zinc oxide. Julie felt so self conscious doing this but she was mindful of the consequences had she not.

on a table nearby, she placed the two cloth diaper prefolds and began to dust them liberally with baby powder which was in ample supply along with everything else.

she applied diaper cream to her little bum, crotch and pelvic area then sat nervously down and began powdering her bottom, her crotch and pelvic area. she felt so funny, she almost giggled to herself.

having included two pretty diaper pins, she brought the front of the diapers up between her legs nervously and held the corners together and began nervously pinning them together.

never once did Julie ever think she'd be doing something like this. she was used to caring for little children herself at the church nursery, now she found herself in a similar situation in a completely different setting, awkward as it may have seemed. it felt and seemed so ironically surrealistic!!

she chose a pair of white translucent baby panties that had three snaps on both sides. they were a small size and seemed to accomodate her diaper area with diapers. after snapping them up she began to feel the affect of the soft, cuddly fluffiness of the diapers and whatever she had lodged in her mind began to dissipate and evaporate. business math formulas for profit and loss statements, stock gains and growth with probability and statistical math, inductive and probability math to forecast the growth index of major corporations where millions of dollars were held in the cue seemed to pale in comparison for the way she felt now...which was as a helpless infant, dependent on Mommy's care, and what Mommy told her what to do, and Mommy's decisions as to what was to be done to her had she not obeyed.

Julie decided to model her diapers in front of the mirror. she pranced and frolicked and looked behind herself in the mirror to size up her perky little bottom. actually, she thought it looked rather cute and sassy. Julie smiled to herself.

then she went to select a pretty baby's dress and a pair of knee highs. she chose a formal little girl dress with a white background and multi pastel colored flower prints with a deep purple satin borders on the hemlines and puffed sleeves along with a white laced embroidery and gentle pleats. it had matching diaper panties which covered her diaper and baby panties which were still visible below the baby dress. that along with a pair of white knee high stockings with a similar colored embroidery on the hems and she actually began to feel quite pretty.

she modeled it and thought something was missing. a hat! she went to the hat supply and found a lovely and graceful straw brimmed hat with a deep purple satin ribbon tied around the brim with a bow behind. lovely choice she thought to herself.....but would Mommy find it appealing and satisfying for her discriminate taste? her dressing choices certainly seemed quite elegantly formal, polite and quite lady-like.

Julie didn't include any shoes before she faced the inevitable fear....facing her Mommy who would either find her choices appealing or not.'

Julie fell into a state of sobbing, shyly opening the door of the changing room to face her fate, either way. her Mommy constantly held a pronounced element of danger. if she was pleased that was one thing, but had she not been she could easily and effortlessly turn her victim into a snorting piglet, a frog, a newt, or turn the wrath of the entire coven crown on her to be tormented and punished.

the sight of the enema bags immediately plunged deeply into her body and caused raw visceral quivers. most certainly little Julie would obey her Mommy and do exactly as she was told to do.

as she re-entered the main room of the inner-sanctum Julie approached her Mommy with a little finger in her mouth, shyly announcing her entry almost apologetically in fear of the consequences.

"M-m-mommy, this little girl has obeyed and d-d-done as she was di-directed to do. w-would Mommy w-wish to adjust or ch-change anything to her liking if she is not pleased?" Julie asked nervously stuttering, and almost on the verge of crying and wetting her diapers and baby panties being so nervous and feeling so helplessly disarmed.

she wasn't able to strut confidently anymore. instead, she had to resort to a sort of baby waddle with tiny steps, given the bulk of baby diapers between her legs, along with the crinkle of the diaper panties beneath. they certainly felt quite different than her silk lingerie that had a sensuously svelt *swishing* sound when she confidently strutted. she suddenly felt an urge to suckle a pacifier to comfort her, the diapers and panties had a powerful effect of surfacing and reverting Julie back to her primal infancy urges as they covered her most tender and vulnerable little person parts.