Happily Home [Private]

[PaddedPrinceling Joey]

The yellow cab pulled up quite casually, and in the back of it was a dark haired young woman. Twenty-three years old, miss Joey was coming to meet someone she'd become so very close to, thanks to the wonders of the internet. Pulling dark ringlets back from her face, she smiled at the cab driver. "Thank you, mister... Uh," she began, looking at the license. She wasn't going to be able to pronounce the name. "Can you open up the trunk?" She drew from her messenger bag a couple of bills, leaving the man with roughly a 100% tip. Simply because she'd embarrassed herself.

From the cab she slid herself, skirts shuffling with her as she rebalanced herself. The drive had been long, but she'd thought to wear a Goodnite. Heavily lined. It had been fine. Around the corner of the car, Jo grabbed her couple of suitcases, and dufflebag that held her most important possessions from her youth. To the door, she approached, waving the man off, before fishing out the key she'd been sent.

The lock unlatched.

A big smile, and the door was pushed open. "Maaaaah-meeee, I'm home!" she called. Who knew if she'd get to be quite as rambunctious in a few minutes when the two were face to face.

[Rika]

Twenty five year old Trisha wasn't that much older than Joey, although she'd already done quiet well as evident by her house! She was an engineer at a lab that developted prosthetics. She was tall blond, and currently wearing casual pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. She would have gotten dressed much better, but she had spaced on the time Joey was coming! She'd had just enough time to flick the stereo on that would help Joey regress, when she heard the taxi pull up. "Hey there baby!" She called, hurrying over to wrap the girl in a nice tight hug, patting her back a few times. "Oooh, it's so nice to see you! Did you get all the way here by yourself?" She asked, pretending to be a little shocked, although at the moment in an obviously patronizing way. The house was, pretty average, it had an upstairs, to the right was a living room, down the hall was the kitchen, to the left of that led to the family room with a door to the office, to the right it went to the garage.

[PaddedPrinceling Joey]

Twenty-three year old Joey was delighted. She squeaked--literally squeaked!--when she saw Trisha round the corner. Trish wasn't really dressed up, and Joey was dressed the way many knew her from home. Blue and black, a bit of lace. Well, save the oddly thick princess Goodnite. That was special just for Trish. "Nope! Mr. Jafar drove me," she mentioned, indicating the cab driving away. Now, that was completely insensitive, and would have likely tipped him more for that, had he heard it. Sure, it was rhetorical, but where was the fun in it being unanswered? "I'm happy to finally be here." It had been quite the drive without a car of her own.

[Rika]

Trish released the hug, moving a hand down to feel Joey's crotch. Moving really fast?!? Nope! She just needed to check to see if she was wearing a diaper and how used it was. Either way Joey was about to get in a nice fresh one so it didn't matter much. "Oh? Did he take you on a carpet?" She asked with a giggle, leaning over while she checked to close the door behind Joey. It was fall, no need for the chilly air to get into the house! Trish had set the sound up so it could be heard all around the house. How did it not effect her? She actually had it special made for Joey, using a small recording of the sound of her voice! Go science!

[PaddedPrinceling Joey]

Joey couldn't help but giggle a little bit. Nervous at the touch of Trish's touch. Despite her insensitive inability to speak the driver's name, all Trisha did was laugh and tease her. Giggling, she shook her head. "There was no carpet, mommy," the twenty-three year old laughed. The door closed behind them, with a casual push. She dropped her things rather casually, as a child may, curious to see what was in store for her. "Can we look around?" Looking around Trisha, she examined things quite eagerly. It all looked average so far though. "Is there a special place to start?" She'd never met a mommy face to face.

[Rika]

Trish smiled as Joey immediatly went to acting like a child. Although, that might be more from her going all babyish on her own, and less from the helping aid. Because that was what it was, atleast in trish's mind, a helping aid. Joey wanted to be a baby girl, so she was just helping with that! Nothing wrong with that right? She got an excited smile on her face when Joey asked if there was a special place to start "There sure is baby girl! It's right up the stairs. You go first, I bet you can guess which one it is." She told her. It was pretty obvious, there was a door painted pink unlike the rest of door, and on it in glittery letters was Joey's name.

[PaddedPrinceling Joey]

Trish stepped off to let her take the lead, knowing there was something upstairs for her. "You think I'll find it?" she spoke with a big smile. "You bet I will!" A competitive haste, the girl bounced passed Trish, running for the stairs, her skirt bouncing with a carelessness that put Ariel on display for her new mommy. Hurrying up the stairs, she looked about, and one single door caught her eye. Pink. Her name. In glitter. A squeal of delight erupted, as she hastily fiddled with the doorknob.

Finally, it gave way, and Joey was left blinking. All the fun stuff was in here. That explained everything. Lavenders, blues, pinks. It was a swirl of colors she was delighted to see. She'd explained how she loved the way the colors looked together, and now, they looked like leaves, with a tree on the wall over the crib. The enormous child was at a loss for words.

[Rika]

Trish took her time getting up the stairs, with a big grin on her face as she went up them. She giggled when Ariel was put on display for her. She stepped up behind Joey and put her hands on the big baby's shoulders, leaning in the walk into her ear. Afraid that if she was any farther away Joey would be to absorbed in looking around to notice her talking. "Well, do you like it? And I saw that pull-up wet butt, someone needs to get on the changing table." She told her, reaching over to pointing over to where it was in the corner.

[PaddedPrinceling Joey]

Mommy's breath was on her neck. It prickled her hair gently, and she smiled. "I love it!" she squealed in delight again, before blushing. Trisha noticed the soggy training pants she'd worn the way up. Pointing her to the changing table, she nodded. This was going to be really weird, but... she was excited. A hop and a skip into the nursery, she hopped with enthusiasm no actual little girl would have for a diaper changing table, and giggled. She'd just squelched in the warmth. "Like this?"

[Rika]

"So agreeable to a diaper change?" She asked with a giggle, making her way over to the grab the supplies she needed, taking her time to get them layed out to get her changed. Making sure to place the thick babyish replacement diaper in Joey's sight. She pushed up the girls skirt, and didn't give her the big girl feeling of pulling the pull-up down like undies. She went straight to ripping the sides and looking at Joey with a smile. "Yep baby, just like that." She told her, in a gentle cooing voice. She was glad to have Joey here, she was still going to take a little practice getting used to it too, although she felt plenty maternal without some secret phsycic tape.