The Dreamcaster: Chapter 16

A terrible, putrid stench filled Jane’s nostrils as her senses flickered back to consciousness. She opened her eyes and looked down at herself, stationed inside of a stroller with no recollection of how she ended up there. Moreover, why was she left all alone? Rebecca had been waaaaay too doting of a caregiver to leave her like this. A touch of worry started to pang in her heart.

However, as Jane shifted in her seat to look around the room, she was unfortunately reminded of where that horrible smell was coming from. She winced as the mucky mess oozed around in her diaper, spreading from the backside all the way up to the front. Memories of what she and Rebecca did slowly returned to her, bringing an all too familiar blush back into Jane’s cheeks.

Jane considered calling out to Rebecca for a moment. She did desperately need a change after all. Alternatively, though, she realized what a perfect opportunity this was to escape. No, she didn’t have the ring, but she knew that staying where she was until her colleague returned to find her would only lead to further embarrassment.

Reaching down to unbuckle the straps of the stroller, Jane was greeted by yet another reminder of her new status. The mittens that forced her hands into fists were definitely going to be a challenge to work around. And, of course, they couldn’t just be tied on. Raising her wrist to her eyes, she felt her heart drop as she looked upon the small silver padlock that ensured there was no way out for her.

“This…this isn’t fair!” shouted Jane, her frustration hitting a boiling point, “I just wanted to have a fun weekend with Sarah! I didn’t want to get shrunk down and humiliated to the point of it being torture! I didn’t ask for some stupid ring to screw up my life! I…” She sank back in her mushy seat as tears spilled over her eyelids. “I just want my life back. I…I want my Mommy!”

Jane flew into hysterics, unable to handle this situation anymore. All her adult life, she’d looked for ways to play up how much she wanted to be treated like a helpless baby. But to be truly helpless like she was now was far more frightening than her erotic fantasies had chalked it up to be.

“Psssst.”

Jane snapped out of her emotional pitfall at the sound of someone alerting her via whisper. She searched around the room until she came upon a small, mitten-covered hand reaching out of the crib. “W-Who’s in there?” she asked, unable to make out who the shadowed figure behind the crib bars was.

“C-Can chus wet me oudda hewe…pwease?” said the voice, causing Jane’s eyes to grow as wide as dinner plates. It couldn’t be. After everything she’d just been put through. After how dominating her co-worker had been. It just couldn’t be. And yet, that voice couldn’t belong to anyone else.

“R-Rebecca?” said Jane, her voice in utter disbelief. Her jaw practically fell into her lap as she saw the woman who was previously acting as her caregiver, now reduced to the same status that she was. “How…who did this to you?”

Moaning into the pacifier that had been tied to her plump lips, Rebecca responded as clearly as she could, “S-Sharah! She’sh da one!” Her voice cracked as she proceeded to have yet another orgasm. Being quite the squirter, the climactic juices that she squelched out only continued to soak into her incredibly thirsty diaper.

As Jane’s eyes adjusted, the image of Rebecca’s current predicament became much more clear. The mittens she was wearing were only the tip of the iceberg that was her ludicrous outfit. Much like the one she was wearing, Rebecca was dressed in a flouncy lilac party dress that came to a sudden halt at her belly button. Beneath that were the obvious makings of a multi-layered diaper butt covered by what was, no doubt, locking plastic panties. Making matters worse were the multiple remote vibrators that had been lovingly fastened onto her thigh, each with batteries to last for a least a couple of hours. As far as erotic ABDL experiences went, Rebecca was running the gauntlet.

Lightbulb!

A thought suddenly clicked in Jane’s mind. “Rebecca, do you still have the ring on your finger?” If Sarah had left the ring on Rebecca’s hand, there might be a chance for them to escape this yet.

Rebecca was slightly confused by Jane’s line of questioning, failing to see how whether or not she still had the ring was of any use to them. She shook her head no, distinctly remembering when Sarah had taken it away from her, claiming she was ‘much too young for jewelry.’ The recalled memory only made her despair even more within her unending humiliation. “S-She wash gonna pud it back in da deshk, bud den she wooked at id fo a widdwe bit an pud id on hewsewf!”

Jane’s anxiety began to rise at the thought of Sarah in control of the ring. Especially with how much she had incidentally altered Sarah’s personality. Unlike Rebecca, Sarah was an experienced caregiver and someone who’d certainly be far more commanding when it came to how she treated her babies. And odds were, with the way she reacted to her dramatic height switch, that convincing her of the ring’s reality-altering powers was likely a non-starter.

*RUUUUUUUUMMMMMBBBLLE!!!”

All of a sudden, a low-toned rumble ran through the building and caused a slight tremor, perfectly matching the anxiety-inducing ambiance that was already in the making. Jane’s muscles tensed up as she felt the low-magnitude quake pass by.

When the shaking came to a stop, Jane sighed, relieved for it to be over. It was, surprisingly, her first time experiencing what she assumed was an earthquake. However, her relief wouldn’t last as, thanks to the sudden natural disaster, it was only fitting that a top-tier Mommy would come to check on her little ones.

“Jane, Becky! Are you both okay?” said Sarah as she rushed into Jane’s office with a worried expression. She instantly turned towards the stroller, seeing that Jane was now awake and looking quite flushed. “Oh, dear! You must’ve been so worried!” She ran over and leaned down to give Jane a gentle hug.

Meanwhile, Rebecca was just as nervous as Jane was about this whole mess, but as she stared at Jane getting wrapped up in a hug from Mommy, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy that, in the back of her mind, she knew she shouldn’t be feeling. Still unaware of the ring’s powers, she struggled to understand the influence that she was under, and that made her quite frustrated herself. She picked up a nearby stuffy and tossed it over the crib walls, hitting Sarah in the back. Unfortunately, the sudden, effort-filled movement was enough to trigger another hardy orgasm that sent her reeling.

Sarah turned just in time to see Rebecca squirming in pleasure as she furiously came again in her diapers. She chuckled, “I had no idea that I left you in the hands of such a naughty, naughty girl. But don’t worry, I’m doing everything in my power to break that naughtiness right out of her.”

Jane couldn’t believe what she was witnessing. Her colleague, the person she’d had dozens of lewd fantasies about being dominated by, was made into a submissive baby by her own Mommy. In all her years of daydreaming, she had never cooked something like this up.

Turning her attention back to Mommy, Jane realized that this might be the perfect opportunity to snag the ring. Her hand was perfectly in range. She just needed to get these darn gloves off. Thinking on her feet, she conjured up a plan, “Um, Mommy?”

“Yes, what is it, my everything?” asked Sarah whilst keeping her eyes on Rebecca.

Jane wiggled in her seat, feigning extreme uncomfortability. “M-My hands are all sweaty and my butt is all mushy. Can I get let out?” she said, knowing that her words were feeding right into her wife’s soft side. It was Jane’s only line of defense.

And just as Jane had hoped, Sarah’s heart melted at her request. “Oh, baby girl. You’ve probably had those mittens on all day! And woof! That diaper is much too ripe for the car ride home,” she taunted, mockingly waving her hand in front of her nose.

Jane’s face only reddened at the comment, but her relief came fast as Sarah proceeded to un̴bu̴ck̶l̸e̴ th̵̭͌e̴̛ s̸̡t̴r̶͖ơl̸̲le̵r̸̛ a̵n̶͜͝d̸̢̉ ̸̢̾ḽ̸̾i̴̳̓f̵̳̉t̷̠̓ ̷̫̑h̷̥̉e̷̫̎r̴͉͑ ̵͓͊o̸̥̿u̵͔̾t̶̛̖ ̸͙͑o̵̳͑f̸̦̀ ̸̞̊i̶̘͗ṯ̷̿

With her hands on the buckle of Jane’s shoulder straps, Sarah suddenly stopped as a wicked smile curled up on her face. “Are you sure that’s what you want, baby girl? Because if I had to guess, I’d say you wish you were in that crib with Rebecca right now having horny bab times. Is that the real truth, baby girl?”

Jane’s heart nearly stopped. What had she just witnessed?! Sarah was unbuckling her! Why did she suddenly revert back?! Shaking her head no, she felt her own actions freeze in place, recognizing the command that her wife had just given her. “I-I̴͙͒’d̶ ̴̠̀l̵̡ȍv̸̺ĕ̵ ṫ̵o̸ ̷̱play with Miss Rebecca!” were the words that were willed out of her body, feeling as if she was possessed.

“Hehe, that’s what I thought,” said Sarah, as she grabbed the stroller and rolled Jane over to the crib. She then lowered the crib bars, giving Jane her first full-body view of Rebecca since she’d woken back up. To think the mature, well-endowed caregiver she’d had only an hour ago was now reduced to the same position that she was.

Jane half expected Rebecca to try to run but was shocked to see how docile she was as she cowered away from Sarah. To her dismay, Sarah then turned her attention back on her, removing her restraints and picking her up in her arms with sadistic intent.

Sarah moved Jane into the crib, sitting her down on the edge of the mattress. “Are you ready to have some fun?” she said, her masochistic side in full control.

Jane tried to shake her head no, but her body disobeyed, forcing a cheesy smile as she nodded yes. Suddenly, she felt a pair of hands grabbing her from behind. She looked back to see Rebecca with a horny look in her eye, grabbing onto her waist. Despite being reduced to infant status, she was still quite strong, quickly yanking Jane back from the edge of the bed and rolling her onto her back, causing the mess in Jane’s diaper to squish around. This allowed Rebecca to promptly place herself on top, straddling her co-worker’s poopy diaper.

As Sarah began to raise the crib bars back up with an adoring smile on her face, Jane finally resigned herself to her fate. Between Rebecca’s horny advances, Sarah’s extreme ABDL tendencies, and her own body and mind betraying her, there was no escaping this. She’d screwed herself into a life of constant babying, messy diapers, and endless pleasure. Maybe she’d lost the will to fight or maybe she had always wanted this to happen deep down, but it didn’t really matter anymore. She’d accepted in her heart of hearts what she really was-

CRASH!

All of a sudden, just as Sarah was about to click the crib bars into place and as Rebecca was about to start humping Jane’s freshly loaded diaper, the door to Jane’s office was suddenly kicked open. Jane poked her head up, seeing two very odd characters standing in the entryway who she had never laid eyes upon. One of them was a super tall and attractive, red-haired woman, who was holding one of the other girls by the ear and dragging her into the room. The girl looked as though she’d fit right in, dressed head-to-toe in infantile garments, most prominently of which was the large, pink diaper she wore around her hips.

The redhead stepped forward with a furious expression, refusing to let up on the poor girl’s ear, “Alright, which one of you dunces is Jane?”

TO BE CONTINUED…