The Conjuring World, Part 5

Story 3 of 3, Post 34 of 33 for August.

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"Okay, kids, let's go visit some of our new friends!" Oliver practically beamed as he said it.

Kevin and Sabrina had known what was coming. They'd been changed into super-thick diapers and given two bottles each, one full of milk and the other full of juice, to make them wet more. They had both also been dressed in only a T-shirt, their bulky diapers sticking out at the bottom. Clipped to each shirt was a personalized pacifier, and Monica carried a small bag with a bottle and sippy for each little, plus a couple of spare diapers and some changing supplies. Instead of carrying the littles, the two giants made them walk beside them, holding their hands as they waddled. Anyone seeing the small couple from more than a few feet away would have undoubtedly mistaken them for toddlers.

They walked over to their friends the Tanners' house. Zac and Amy were in their 30s, a bit older (physically) than Oliver and Monica, and they had a six-year-old girl named Molly and a baby boy named Aidan. The family were on their front lawn when their guests approached.

Zac smiled when he saw Oliver and Monica. "Good morning! You guys want some coffee or anything?"

"Thanks, but we're good. We just wanted to go visit around today."

"Well, you're welcome to hang out with us."

Molly ran up to the little couple, almost tackling them with a hug. "Babies! Hey, babies!" She stood about a foot taller than each of them and loved to see them.

Kevin wanted to protest "We're not babies!" But he knew it was a losing battle while they stood there in big, bulky diapers with pacifiers clipped to their shirts. Instead, he mustered as dignified a "Hello, Molly" as he could.

Molly began to chase them around the yard, delighting in her size advantage over them. Catching them was made even easier by the bulk of the littles' diapers, which only some of their greater coordination and muscle development compensated for. Their game of tag was therefore interesting, and the couple found themselves having fun in spite of their situation. Meanwhile, the giant adults stood and watched them, talking, baby Aidan on Amy's hip.

"I'm gonna get you!" Molly squealed as she ran toward them.

"No, you're not!" Sabrina yelled as she and Kevin ran in opposite directions, the plastic of their diapers crinkling furiously as they moved. They were both used to it by now and paid no attention to it.

After a while of this, the littles began to tire and plopped down on the grass to rest. Kevin felt warm squishiness as he sat and realized he'd wet while they played.

Molly sat in front of them as they panted, grabbed Kevin's pacifier, and offered it to him. "Baby want his paci?"

Kevin shook his head, tightening his lips to keep the bulb out of his mouth.

Molly giggled. "Silly baby! You're both cute!"

The littles blushed and said nothing, suddenly ashamed of how they'd been acting. They both felt very strange about having a young girl adoring them like that, as if they were somehow doing something wrong.

Monica walked up with their bottles full of juice. "Here, you guys need something to drink after all that running."

Molly looked up. "Can I give Sabrina her bottle?!"

The giant woman smiled down. "Of course, sweetie!" She placed the small woman's head in the little girl's lap and handed Molly the bottle, instructing Sabrina, "You be good for Molly and take your baba now."

Sabrina nodded and laid passively, opening her mouth as the large girl moved the nipple towards her. She began sucking the now-lukewarm apple juice down as Kevin did the same while holding his own bottle. To the small woman's shame, she realized as she laid in the giant girl's lap that her diaper was wet and she would soon wet it again.

"Drink it all gone now." Molly's voice had a cooing sing-song quality to it.

After a minute or so, Sabrina let the nipple go and wriggled her head free. "I'm done for now."

"Okay. Good baby! You took your bottle!" Molly bent down and kissed the small woman's forehead. "Do you need your diaper changed?"

"No."

Molly laid down on the grass to look at the sky, and the littles joined her. It was a good way to enjoy the warm morning, despite their embarrassment.

After a little while, Oliver and Monica decided to move on and go visit the Fieldings. Megan greeted them after they rang the doorbell and let them in. "Come in and sit down."

Rose and Aaron heard the bell and came running to see who had stopped by. The girl smiled when she saw the littles. "They're so cute! Can I hold them?"

Oliver smiled at her. "Sure."

The teenage girl grabbed the littles up, one in each arm, and plopped down on the couch, pulling them onto her lap. "Aww, I love their little shirts and their big diapers!" Reaching down, she squeezed the padding in their crotches. "They're a little wet, though."

"They should be, as much as they've been drinking to day." Monica laughed. "That's alright, though, because those diapers can take a lot."

"Yeah, they're huge. Pipers' aren't even this big!"

"We wanted to make sure they stayed dry while we were out."

Rose addressed the littles. "What do you guys think? Do you like your big diapers?" When they didn't answer, she prodded them again. "Well, do you?"

Kevin sighed quietly. "Not really, no."

"Why not? They keep you from leaking when you go pee-pee."

"We don't like wearing anything this thick. It's hard to move."

"Aww. But where do babies have to go, anyway?"

Neither of them knew what to say.

"You see? You don't really have anywhere to go, so it doesn't hurt you to wear thick diapies."

Megan spoke up. "I think that's enough talk about Oliver and Sabrina's diaper, Rose." Her voice was casual.

So was Oliver's. "Oh, it's okay. We don't mind, and the babies are used to it."

Their hostess smiled. "Well, if you guys don't mind. You're in charge of them, after all."

Kevin picked up on the underlying tension in the conversation and shot Sabrina a look telegraphing the possibility that they may have found their savior. He made up his mind to try to talk to Megan at the first chance he got.