Des Checks in, but she can't check out
Malcore stared at his sister in a mixture of shock and amusement, as they sat at his place having supper. It was a few days before Des's 18th birthday and since Malcore had to work the night of her birthday, he'd invited her over to his small one bedroom apartment for a few drinks and a birthday dinner.
in fact they were on their 3rd glass of rye and coke when Des had told Malcore what it was she wanted for her birthday.
shaking his head, he just reached over and took her drink away.
"Ok, clearly I was wrong, you can't handle the good stuff and your cut off." he laughed.
"malcorrrrre!" Des whined. "I'm not drunk!"
"I think you are. Otherwise you wouldn't of asked me to commit you to a mental asylum for a week so you could be treated like a baby." Malcore said, sipping his own drink.
"Stop being a butt head about this!I know what I want!" Des whined again and pouted. "And you told me I could have whatever I wanted! and this is what I want!"
Malcore rolled his eyes, but let her have her glass back and finished off the last of his steak, thinking.
"Ok Des, let's say I do decide to help you with this. first and foremost..you living with mom and dad still. I think their gonna notice you missing for a week." Malcore pointed out.
"They actually won a cruise and so their gonna be gone for a whole month. they're gonna trust me to stay by myself at home...so they'll never know." Des said and smiled.
"..So your rewarding their trust by...Ok ok..never mind. Secondly, How exactly am i suppose to get you locked up in the loony bin, and treated like a baby? I'm not exactly made of money you know." Malcore pointed out, gesturing to his tiny place.
"Ooook sooo I found a place that does more.. temp placements and hold patients while the family gets things ready at home. it's not free but I got the money to cover for it! I've been saving up all year for this." Des said proudly, flashing her toothy grin.
"..Ok, who's gonna look after Mom and dad's place while your in the nut house drooling on yourself in a strait jacket?"
"A duh, YOU! You job is actually closer to their place AND they have AC and a satellite dish. all the channels you could want and you just have to mow the grass. Plus their fridge is stocked."
"..I'll THINK about it, but one's thing for sure Des.." malcore said, smirking and taking a drink.
"whats that?" She asked.
"Either way you SHOULD be in the nut house. your bonkers." he teased.
two days after Des's birthday, Her and malcore saw they're parents off on their cruise and malcore promised to look after Des and make sure she stayed out of trouble.
He still hadn't given her his answer yet but as they walked to their parents car he made her sit in the back seat 'where little babies belonged.'
Pulling out of the parking lot she was a little disappointed as they started on the route back to the house.
"Sooo uh.. guessing thats a no on my gift..huh?" she asked, sounding a little disappointed.
"Des did you really think I'd just drive you up to the nut house and take you in like this and get you put in there for a week?" Malcore asked, looking in the rear view mirror and seeing her pout.
"I..I dunno." she huffed.
"Think about it Des..if you want them to believe you think your a big baby damage to yourself we have to dress you for the part first." malcore said and smirked.
"Then..then you're gonna do it?!" Des squealed, and went to lunge forward to hug him and got caught by her seat belt.
"Pffft, DORK! and yeah, but we're gonna have to sell it..so I hope you have some babyish outfits at home..and lots of diapers."
"heh, you bet your butt I do!"
Malcore hadn't been sure what to expect when Des pulled out her little suitcase of goodies out from under her bed, but he knew it was going to be a mixture of cute and funny.
and he wasn't disappointed.
thick white disposables diapers, Disney print ones, and even some cloth diapers with a pair of locking plastic panties, with ruffles on the butt.
aside from the diapers she had a few different t-shirts with phases on them like 'mommies widdle stinker' and 'daddies girl' and 'caution: full load'.
finishing off his sisters little collection of kink, was a matching light pink baby booties and baby mittens, both of them lockable.
"well I think we know what your mostly gonna be wearing to prove your helpless and a big baby." Malcore joked, nodding at all the lockable stuff. "you got a preference on which t-shirt you wear in?" he asked, then noticed a bottle of mad lax in one of the pockets. "huh, I thought they stopped making this stuff after it kept being used in so many pranks and so many kids were crapping their pants."
"Oh heh, I uh, got the last bottle before it was pulled. only used it once or twice, the stuff is WAY too powerful." Des said sheepishly. "I was crapping myself with like NO control for a day and..a..half.."
She trailed off as she noted the look on Malcore's face.
"Noooo no no no no no!" she said, waving her hands back and forth.
"oh come on, you wanna be put in a strait jacket and left to poop yourself, but some mad lax is too much for you? don't be such a baby." Malcore laughed and winked.
"..See when you put it like that.." She said, giggling a little. "Andddd I dunno.. what shirt do you think will work best?"
"Caution, full load for sure. now go and get a shower in and uh.. shave..you know.." Malcore said, suddenly blushing and looking uncomfortable.
"Huh? why?"
"Because well, do you think we'd let a big baby have big girl hair? sides it'll give you one last chance to think about whether or not you really want this." malcore said.
Des blew a raspberry but marched off.
"..the shit I do to make my little sister happy." the 20 year old grumbled.
"I HEARD THAT!"
all squeaky clean, Des practically skipped her way back into her room, on cloud nine and eager to get dressed like the big baby she knew she was.
no being a dumb stinky big girl for a whole week, with the added benefits of being helpless and she was sure there would be at least some humiliation involved too.. it was everything a total diaper dork big baby like her could hope for!
coming into the room she saw Malcore had gotten the diapers all ready for her as well as the rest of her soon to be attire and as a nice little bonus, had prepped a sippy cup for the big baby ('hehehehe thats me!' she thought) to drink.
"Last chance to bail and just I dunno, waddle around the house and I'll tease you." Malcore said, smirking.
"..wait, that was a option?" asked asked, putting a blank look on her face.
"..Uh..yeah of cou-"
"Kidding! I knew that dork. it won't be the same!" Des said and burst out laughing.
"..Somebody wants a spanking before her butt goes back in diapers huh?" Malcore said dryly.
"Threaten ME with a good time!"
"andddd my kink limit has been hit. come on doofus, get over here so big brother can get you back in your diapie wipies."
Des giggled and walked over, dropping her towel and planting her butt on the thick terry cloth diaper and grinned like a fool as malcore powdered her and then pinned them nice and snug.
"where's your bank card so I can pay for this whole little trip back to baby land for you?" He asked, tugging the t-shirt on her then holding out the plastic panties for her to step into.
"oh, I just have it all in cash, it's in my night stand." Des said, holding onto Malcore as she stepped into the plastic pants. "And I think you mighta gone too thick with the diapers, I don't think the plastic panties are gon- URK!"
Des was cut off as Malcore yanked up with the panties, lifting her up off her feet for a second and letting her weight force them over the thick cloth diapers, making them bludge and puff out, then locked them tight.
He also gave her the mother of all diaper wedgies as he let her plop down onto her pampered butt.
"You were saying?" he asked.
"Son of a bisket eating weevil, that HURT you butt!" she huffed.
"Aww widdle baby Des can handle spanking but not a widdle wedgie?" he asked in a mocking baby tone.
Des glared at him but then he reached down and tapped a finger on the end of her nose.
"boop!"
this, much like it had when they were 3 and 5, made her break into helpless giggles.
with the mittens and booties clicked into place, and Des using both hands to hold the sippy cup in place as she chugged, malcore lead the way out to the car, which was parked back in the garage.
sure it could of been cute to make her waddle into the driveway like this but since they hadn't been able to find a skirt, let alone pants that could of covered her massive diapered ass malcore was glad he had parked inside.
'That's all we need, noisy ms.Johnson from across the street seeing Des in all her diaper dork glory.'
with Des strapped into the backseat, and Malcore having all her monies in his wallet, they drove off to go and commit Des to a week of babyhood, though before they even reached the end of the block Malcore was rolling down the windows and glaring at the rear view mirror at a blushing Des.
"I-I told you this stuff works quick.." She whined.
The Nurse at the front desk for oaks mental placement ward had seen a lot of things in her 3 years on the job. People who thought they were kitties, a guy who insisted her was Bill Clinton..and even one man who turned to go super sayain has his parents had dragged him in.
Today she smelled the newest arrival far before she saw her, and raised a eyebrow at the sight of a young man leading in a girl dressed like a big baby, and judging from the funk in the air the blond girl was living up to the disclaimer on her t-shirt.
"Malllcorrrrre, I wanna go pway wiff da other babies at da park!" the blond girl was whining.
"Just hang on Des, Big brother needs to talk with the nice lady." the Brown haired man was saying, Malcore the nurse assumed.
"Excuse me, who do I talk to about admitting my sister for a week?" he asked.
"Whattt? nu admitting! wanna stay with ou!" the blond girl whined and started to have a full on fit, slapping at malcore and looking like a big stinky toddler.
the nurse was forced to call two orderlies out, and then lead Malcore to go and talk with her boss.
Des put up the best fight she could, not that she wanted to get away, but she wanted to make sure they felt the need to restrain her as tight as possible for her stay.
She also nipped at fingers and was rewarded with a big fat pacifier gag being forced in her mouth and strapped around her head.
she suckled on it and fussed, till a hard swat on her squishy rear made her knees wobble, then she was dumped into a large medical crib, too high for her to climb out of even if she hadn't of been in a massive diaper that had been loaded to the brim.
Getting to her knees she held onto the bar's with her mitten hands and glared at the two missing link's that were the orderlies.
"Sheesh, this ones gonna be a handful, I can already tell."
"no shit Sherlock. I don't care WHAT her brother says, I'm getting a strait jacket for her." the other one said, rubbing his eye where Des had scored a lucky hit.
"heh, think spanking will be part of her treatment?" the first one asked, shaking his hand where Des had bitten his fingers. "because I could go for tanning her bratty backside."
'..This..this might of been a mistake.' Des was realizing for the first time as she whined and backed away from the two, landing on her mushy back side and letting out a loud wet sounding fart.
"Ugh! Christ! what did she eat, road killed skunk!?!"
In the head office Malcore was just finishing up the last of the paper work, it had been stupid easy to get Des signed in..it almost seemed like the guy running the place KNEW what was really going on but didn't mind as long as malcore could pay for Baby Des's stay.
it had taken the better part of a hour and in that time Malcore had given over the key and given permission for them to get Des changed, in more ways then one and also given them free reign to use whatever treatments they deemed needed to keep her safe from harming herself, and even allowed corporal punishment if they felt it was warranted.
One small change though from the original plan, unknown to Des though she would soon find out..was that Malcore hadn't just paid for one week like the little dork wanted.
As it turned out the place hadn't cost as much as Des had assumed, and so, being the -kind- and loving big brother he was.. Malcore had signed her up for three weeks.
Of course he'd be lying if he said the temptation to enjoy his parents house hadn't played a role in this, but he also figured after three weeks in baby bondage land Des would either be cured of her need for this darker side of her fetish..or hug him like crazy and thank him for making it real. he was ready to flip that coin.
"Well, i think that about does it." Dr. Altez said, shaking Malcore's hand. "Would you like to see your sister before taking off to supervise the constitution of her new nursery.?"
"of course, though i don't think she's gonna be very happy with me. I did after tell her we were going to the park." Malcore chuckled, getting up and leaving with the good doctor.
"heh, well we all do what we must."
Walking down the hallway Malcore was lead into the nursery, where a series of cribs were set up and there was a changing table.
the carpeting was nice and plush and there was a animal print on the walls and from the looks of it, a toy chest just filled with nice soft toys that Des would be able to play with, if she could earn good girl time.
Sitting in a crib by the back of the room however was Des who was mumbling before her paci gag.
She'd been changed from her soiled padding of course, and was now in a thick wet plastic diaper and a light pink straitjacket that had her arms trapped at her sides. her booties had been replaced and -snk-, her hair had been brushed and put into pig tails.
the paci gag had a cute little pink mouth guard on it and she was wearing a little bib..mostly because with all the grumbling and muffled protests she was trying to do she had a stream of drool going down her chin.
rocking back and forth and clearly trying to get her arms free, Des cried out around the gag and tried to get up only to fall on her face , though the mattress of the crib was soft enough she didn't hurt herself.
"would you like a moment alone with her to say bye bye?" The good doctor asked.
"Yes please." malcore said.
Once they were alone, Malcore walked over and leaned over the crib bars, down at Des.
"Well dork, having fun yet?" malcore asked.
Des glared at him and started to shake her head no.
"ah ah ah, beeee honest~" Malcore scolded, wagging a finger.
She stopped, then closed her eyes and nodded.
"Good, I'm glad you having fun, I know this might seem a little scary at times, but I'm sure you'll get used it before your first week is up." malcore said.
That got her attention and Des's eyes went wide, and she gave him a questioning look.
"oh yeah, I decided since it was cheaper then we thought, to give you -THREE- weeks in baby land. I didn't think you'd mind, but on the off chance you do..well.. No one will care. I've already given consent for the paci gag to stay in save for when you're being feed, which will be bottle feeding of formula, and I've okayed them spanking you if you get out of line. I ALSO.." and malcore gave a evil little grin. "Told them how much you loooove sitting in poopie diapers..so asked that they let you sit in everyone for at least half a hour."
at this Malcore reached in and patted Des's head, as she glared and shook, going red in the face and trying to yell at him.
"Aww, no need to thank me, your my BABY sister after all, i just want you to be happy. and who knows, Maybe mom and dad will decide to extend their cruise and I'll pay out of my own pocket for you to stay awhile longer."
Des was whimpering and whining now, shaking her head.
"Des calm down, we both know you're going to enjoy the hell out of this, this is exactly what you wanted. I'm just giving it to you for longer then you wanted. I promise I'll come and visit you every couple of days." Malcore said and patted her head.
Des whined and trying to pull away, but the head pats apparently felt nice and she relaxed.
Maybe she relaxed a little too much as a wet bubbly fart escaped and the back of her diaper started to puff out.
"heh, and that's my cue to leave. Bye bye baby des. Have fun~" Malcore coo'ed and walked away, stopping at the door.
"and remember, big brother loves you~" he said with a wink, then walked out as Des did the only thing she could. and finished loading her diapies.
The end
