Fluffy & Powdered (Private w. Moemura)

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(With acknowledgement due to Tamae, for the basic idea, and an awesome comic)

The summer stretched before them like a boundless ocean; warm, soft and gentle. College was behind them now for six long weeks, free of exams, work or stress. Instead, time to relax, kick back and take stock after a full year of pressure.

Indeed, Sandra had finished completely with such things, and was more than prepared therefore to consider herself a huge step above her younger sister, Dakota, who was only at the end of her first year. Not that Sandra had any intention of starting to look for work until this summer was at its end. She'd earned that much, as far as she was concerned. Especially for the time being, as the two girls watched their parents' car make its cheerful departure from the driveway. Living at home all through college might have been far cheaper, but it had its drawbacks when it came to private time and space. A two week parental vacation was something to be cherished, even if it stung a little that their parents hadn't even tried to invite them to come along.

Now Sandra made her way back to the computer, sat down in the easy chair and leaned back with a satisfied sigh. What were her plans for the next two weeks? She hadn't even got that far. She wondered if Dakota would stay out of her way. No doubt she had her own little plans. Still, it was kind of nice to still have somebody about to kick around. Her little sister was no real threat to Sandra; especially not considering some of the things she knew about her.

There was a polite cough at the doorway, and Sandra looked up to see Dakota standing there, almost as if summoned by her thoughts. Well, well. It actually looked as if she might already have something to say.

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Dakota was relaxing in her room on the first day of summer. She had just finished her first year at college and was completely overrun by the final exams. Thankfully she passed all of them and was now sitting in her room for a well earned rest. As she looked out the window from her room she noticed that her parents had pulled out of the driveway and left for their vacation where they'll stay for the next two weeks. Being home along with her sister sounded like the best thing ever and only one thing could make it ever better. The problem is whether or not she would be in for it.

She risen up and got out of bed and stepped her way through the mess that was her room, littered with CD cases, game guides, and even empty food bags here and there. Leaving through her doorway she looked to the left and noticed that her sister's door was wide opened. This was her chance, it was now of ever. As she made her way towards her sister's room an ice-cold fear formed in her gut that grew with each step she took. The young woman wanted to turn back but she wanted to do this and was hoping her sister would allow it. After all she did knew about her little secret.

Now standing at the doorway Dakota noticed that Sandra was at her computer so she had to get her attention somehow. Pretending to give her sister a polite little cough she was able to get the older sibling's attention. "Hey, Sandra," Dakota spoke with a smile, adjusting her glasses a little bit, "How are you doing today." That was pretty much her way of greeting whenever she was going to ask something that would make her nervous. "Uh....there is something......I need to ask you.....and you might think it's crazy but given that.....that you knew what I do on my computer I expect you might be seeing this coming and........" Dakota then paused, taking a deep breath as her heart raced, her eyes looking towards her sister.

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Sandra swiveled around on the chair with a wolfish grin, taking in her sister's awkwardness, and knowing immediately what this must be about.

"You want to talk to me about diapers," she stated with wry delight.

It wasn't like Dakota to actually bring the subject up. Normally Sandra had to remind her that she knew all about her little sisters weird little fetish, and loved to see her squirm. Mind you, Sandra loved to hear about it, too. Normally it was a little harder than this to get Dakota to talk, though. She glanced around the neat minimalist space of her neat open room, with its tightly made bed, and slid her socked feet gently back and forth across the polished wooden floor, happily anticipating what might come next.

Her sister was wrong about one thing, though. Sandra hadn't seen this coming. What did Dakota want? Permission to play her little diaper game while the parents were away? It wasn't like she had to worry about Sandra intruding on whatever she wanted to do in the privacy of her own room. Not unless Sandra could get her to tidy the place up, first anyway. Even then, Sandra would probably prefer to have sterilised the carpet, first. But hearing the details in advance; well, if her sister wanted to share, that she was always up to hear.

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Dakota became ever more nervous at the mention of the d-word from her sister. It was like she knew. Never before had to brought it up on her own so it was taking her a fair while to bring it up.

"We....well," Dakota continued, a blush forming across her face, "Since mom and dad are going to be away for the next two weeks and.....and we pretty much have the house to ourselves......I was thinking that maybe.....just maybe....for those next two weeks I could......try them out?" She then covered her mouth, expecting some sort of rejection from her sister, wondering if she was able to get the words she wanted to say to be spoken correctly. For a moment she was even afraid that the idea of her offer being shot down was going to become a reality.

"I'll...I'll do whatever you wish to make it happen," she pleaded, putting her hands together and making her eyes bead through the glasses that she wore, "All my life I only got to read stories and look at pictures but not once get to experience them in real life. The best I could do is fantasize over them. I just want to know what it's like to be diapered and to be babied for once. That is all I am asking of you, Sandra. I'll do anything you want, even if it means having to clean up the whole house to make it happen."

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Clean up the whole house? Well that was an offer, coming from little Dakota. Sandra would settle for a top to bottom of her room, for just about any favour she could name. But the offer wasn't what had got her attention right now; something else had by far superseded that within Sandra's keen brain.

"'Diapered and babied?" she echoed her sisters words back to her, enjoying the further blushing awkwardness that resulted. "Am I to take from that, you don't just want to wear the diapers," (which, frankly, she'd always just assumed her sister did anyway, from time to time) "you want to be put into them. By... me." She licked her lips gleefully, with a brutal grin. Her tone held just the right balance of scorn and promise. Inside, her heart was thrilling inside her chest at the thought of it, but externally Sandra knew she had to keep her demeanor stern. "What makes you think I'd want to spend my time powdering your ass? That's your little fantasy, not mine. Still..." she pretended to think about it for a long, difficult pause, careful not to go jumping ahead too soon, and coming back to her original thoughts for salvation, "...there's not a lot I wouldn't do, to see you actually clean up that pig-sty of yours." She left it deliberately ambiguous, ironically playing with Dakota, so her sister wouldn't know for sure whether or not she was joking, or making a serious offer.

Why did she like the idea of putting her little sister into diapers so much? In truth, almost as much as she weirdly seemed to want it. Was it just the power that was being offered to her? She'd already got her little sister well under her thumb with this diaper thing; this further step promised even greater satisfaction. Yet, at the same time, she couldn't deny, perhaps the weirdness was in her as well. Ever since she'd found out about this diaper thing, she hadn't been able to get it out of her head. Especially with her own bathroom foibles; and every time she thought of them, she thought how much easier and better it would be with a diaper. That couldn't be normal. But so what. Better and easier for Dakota, too, and all she needed was for her big sister to take charge and make it happen.

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Dakota silently nodded, confirming Sandra's guess. "That is correct," she said, seeing how she was licking her lips from her little sister's request. It didn't fill Dakota with hope right now, instead if did strike a little bit of fear into the poor girl. Then the next words that came out of Sandra's mouth filled Dakota with disappointment and confusion. "Well....I understand it wouldn't be fun on your part," she admitted, looking towards the direction of her room as her sister continued her speech. True her room was a complete mess due to her laziness but if cleaning it was what it took to enjoy her fantasy then so be it. Though, this conversation did give Dakota some mixed feelings here and there.

"If it's too much trouble for you then you don't have to do any babying on me," Dakota said, trying to be a bit understanding in the case that Sandra would reject her offer, "I'll even wear them and nothing else. I won't use them or anything. I just want to be able to wear them and feel like they like." Of course that part wasn't true. There were times that she actually wanted to use the diapers she wanted to wear, both number one AND number two. She was just a bit nervous over taking such a huge step due to all the years of being perfectly toilet trained. In fact, she was unsure if she could get her body to relieve itself into a diaper.

"All I am asking is a yes or a no," Dakota added, trying to act like her request wasn't that big of a deal now, "If you aren't in for it then I'll understand and I'll just leave you alone to tend to whatever you were doing before I intruded."

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Sandra grinned, knowing she had Dakota completely where she wanted her. But not quite. She was dictating the terms far too much. If this was going to work, she had to be put quite firmly into her place.

"If you want this, you'll do it the way I tell you," Sandra warned sternly, looking down at Dakota over the rims of her thin wire-frame glasses, from a hawk-like pose in her chair. "I never said I wouldn't play along. Indeed, if you listened to me, I believe I said there wasn't a lot I wouldn't do, to see you tidy that room. But something as big as this..." she sucked her teeth eagerly. "Well, there'll have to be rules. My rules. And if you're going to be wearing diapers, you're going to be wearing diapers. No half measures. So I hope you're ready for that..." She wasn't getting to do the cosy stuff, without the embarrassing part as well. Despite her germophobia, Sandra found she had no qualms at all about the idea of changing her younger sister. It sounded far cleaner and under her control than the usual way, in fact. And what was the point in wearing diapers, if you weren't going to use them, anyway? That was like carrying around an umbrella and never opening it; the worse possible kind of affectation. Things had to have a purpose.

It was time to give her little sister something, though. Sandra turned to her desk drawer, and opened it to lift her purse out onto the desk.

"So tell me," she insisted, simply assuming Dakota would go along completely with what she'd just decreed. "Do you have these diapers already, or do we need to make a grocery trip, right now?"

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Dakota perked up, hearing the terms and conditions being laid out by Sandra. "You....you will?" she asked, "You really mean it?" She was now convinced that her sister was in on her idea but was a bit worried with what the rules would be. On the plus side she would get to wear diapers after all but what else Sandra wanted Dakota to do had yet to be said. Still, the woman happily nodded her head up and down. "I am ready for that," she confirmed, "I'll do whatever you say without question." The woman let out a happy smile, glad that her dream would finally come true. Seeing her sister grab a purse the woman did think of one thing, though. Would this backfire in anyway for her? Could she use this for blackmail? That was a scary thought and the woman was already full of regret but she was too late to turn back now.

"Uh...to tell you the truth....I was kinda made....er....preparations myself," Dakota admitted, "You remember that part-time job I had during my first year at college? Well I used that money to get the necessary diapers plus a few other baby items. I just hide it in my closet and keep it locked, guarding it carefully so that my folks won't stumble upon it.

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“...And yet, you haven't worn them before now?” Sandra raised a curious sardonic eyebrow, crossing one leg across the other assertively as her sister stood in uncertainty before her. How cute; apparently little Dakota was still a touch bashful and timid when it came to her little fetish. Well, she was going to have to get over that in a hurry, if she was going to put Sandra in charge of this little affair.


“Off you go to your room, then,” Sandra commanded confidently. “Get your things out and bring them back here; tout suite! Let's have a look at what you're going to be wearing; and get going before I reconsider!” She glowed with satisfaction, sitting there with absolute power in her chair. If this really was what Dakota wanted, and she didn't bottle out in the next couple of minutes, as Sandra feared she might... Well, she was about to change her right into her first diaper here and now, right here on the bed. No point messing around if they were going to get into this; and Dakota best know what she was asking for, sooner rather than later.


In the meantime, make her scurry around a bit. A bit of fetch and carry. She could come back here to Sandra, asking once again to be diapered. Sandra certainly wasn't about to come to her. Not in that room; they'd take care of it here where things were neat and organised. Then, after that, Dakota could set about making up her own part of the bargain. Not that that really mattered to Sandra any more, by way of comparison. Having her sister in these diapers was shaping up to be its own reward; but she couldn't let on to Dakota about that. Not yet, anyway...

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"Well I didn't want my mom and dad discovering me wearing them," Dakota explained, "I was afraid of doing some that daring." She was also mostly afraid of being punished. It was something she knew her parents would never approve of. "I was just waiting for a right time like now to be able to start wearing them," Dakota added, "I...I just wanted to see if you wanted to......be my caretaker for awhile."

Dakota nodded at her instructions and rushed over to her room. She did open up her closet and looked to her left. There was a red box that contained her make-up and fake jewelry but underneath were the baby stuff. Removing the box she lifted a yellow box below, which felt a little bit heavy because of the stuff she stockpiled over the years. She slowly carried the items back towards Sandra's rooms, her arms feeling the strain of the weight as she walked. Once she was back in her sister's room she set the box down and exhaled a bit, taking a moment to rest before going over the contents inside.

"Okay, here are my.....er.....things," Dakota said, opening the box. First she took out a package of diapers. On the label said "Puffies" which was the name of the brand. The package was completely unopened and on the label said that there were twenty-four diapers on it so she wasn't sure if they would last her the two weeks so another trip to the store may be possible in the future. After setting them on the bed she pulled out some empty baby bottles, a pacifier, a rattle, and a toy keyr ring. Finally she brought for one pink shirt with the word "CUTIE" written in many colors on the chest area.

"These are all the baby stuff I have on me right now," Dakota said, placing the items onto Sandra's bed so that she could get a good look at them, "Will they do for now because I don't have any money left to get any other Adult Baby stuff like highchairs or playpens."