The Mom in the Mirror

Wiggling her butt in the mirror, Alice’s heart fluttered as she indulged in a bit of silly fun. As a diaper dom, the pink-red panda often took great pleasure in inviting darling pretty boys over to her house, only to dress them up in diapers, dresses, and anything else her heart desired. Tonight was expected to be no different.

Lionel, a scruffy jungle cat with a bad case of small lion syndrome was to be her guest of (dis)honor tonight. Having been out all day shopping for the perfect outfit, she’d arrived back home with plenty of time before her “date”. This gave her the chance to lay out all of the new clothing, accessories, and special toys she had acquired for Lionel’s special night. She could feel herself growing excited at all the possibilities. Perhaps a bit too excited.

It had been a while since Alice had partaken in padding up herself. Being a dominant caretaker, she limited herself to private sessions every now and then, for as much as she loved turning boys into sissy baby girls, she could help but enjoy wearing her own fluffy diapers from time to time.

Checking the time, Alice was thrilled to find out that she still had an hour before Lionel was expected to show up. Biting her lip, she skipped over to her closet and pulled out some of her own gear that she kept stashed away. Namely, a pack of CrissBaby Super Soakers and a pair of adorable, pink plastic panties with blue hearts scattered about.

Lying back on her changing mat, Alice quickly got to work lotioning and powdering her crotch and booty, making sure to get a nice even coating all around. Her pulse was going crazy as she lifted the front of the diaper over her waist and sealed it shut with four sticky tapes. Lifting her legs, she slid the plastic panties over her feet and pulled them up to her waist, the snug plastic hugging her diaper closer to her pelvis. She giggled and moaned as her fuzzy paws mooshed down on her pillowy diaper front.

Leaping to her feet, Alice was bubbly as can be, feeling a sense of youthful vigor wash over her. She was far from done, however, as she ran to her bed where the sissy dress she had lovingly picked out for Lionel was waiting for her. Given that both she and Lionel were about the same size, she knew that this dress would likely fit her too. There was only one way to find out. With a flourish, she rushed to put on the frilly, yellow number that did nothing to obstruct the view of her diaper.

At last, Alice’s ensemble was complete. Rushing to the full-length mirror in the corner of her room, she could feel the fur burning off of her cheeks as she stared at her adorably childish appearance. She gave her diaper a big squeeze, relishing in the erotic sensations it filled her with. She already had her magic wand out on her bed for Lionel. Maybe some private time with her buzzy toy was exactly what she needed. Pushing up the glasses on her nose, she chuckled to herself as she considered how mortifying it would be if anyone saw her in such a state.

Unbeknownst to Alice, someone else was watching her, just not from her plane of existence. Having passed away several years ago, Alice’s mother, Jane, was living her second life as a spirit wandering the human realm. It had been some time since she’d returned to see her daughter as she had been enjoying the afterlife traveling the globe and seeing all the sights she’d failed to while still mortal.

Phasing through the door of her daughter’s apartment, Jane was planning to surprise Alice with a visit, assuming that her studious little girl was still as sweet and innocent as she remembered. To her surprise, Alice was dressed up more sweetly and innocently than she ever could’ve imagined. Watching as her baby girl spun around in front of her mirror like a giddy toddler. Who knew that Alice had such an adorable secret?

Floating gracefully across the bedroom floor, Jane kept her ectoplasmic form concealed, waiting for the perfect opportunity to reveal herself. Snickering as she wrapped her arms around her daughter’s torso, she finally allowed her form to be visible, though only through the mirror.

Feeling a strange presence engulfing her in an airy embrace, Alice had no time to react before she came face to face with her mother. “M-MOM?!” she screamed, unprepared to have a family reunion while surrounded by her kink. While she’d long known about her mother’s spiritual capabilities, she hadn’t expected her to return for quite some time. Having never told her mother about this side of herself, she could feel her emotions welling up and threatening to boil over, “I-It’s not what you think! I-I was just-"

“Shhhhh, it’s okay, my baby girl,” said Jane, leaning her head on Alice’s shoulder, “No matter how big you get, you’ll always be my Little one, regardless of if I’m alive or dead. And don’t worry, I think this is all really cute. You were always such an abrasive and tomboyish girl, so to see you dressed in such an outfit is super sweet. Do you do this often?”

Shaking her head, Alice was getting choked up, not just from the humiliation of having her deepest, darkest secret found out but from the love and acceptance that her mother was showing. “I-I’m usually the one dressing others up like this,” she said, wiping the makings of a tear from the corner of her eye, “It’s just…every now and then…it’s kinda nice, ya know?”

“That’s lovely,” said Jane, proud that her daughter had taken after her desire to mother others.

*BUZZ BUZZ!*

Suddenly, a text message appeared on Alice’s phone. It was from Lionel, expressing how excited he was to see her tonight and that he was on his way over now.

Floating past her daughter and scooping up her cell phone, Jane’s excitement was only growing, “Oooh! He’s cute! Is this who you’re going to be babying tonight? Maybe we should set up a playdate! Your Mommy would love to look after a couple of cuties again!”