"How was it?" Spencer asked when she emerged from the bathroom after her shower.
"I feel so bonded to her Spence, I think this was the right choice," Alison responded, smiling down at the girl sleeping on her lap.
Spencer smiled at the scene unfolding in front of her, and at the motherly bond shared between her two friends. "What did you want to do for dinner Ali?"
"I'm not sure. We don't really have a ton of options other than takeout or eating a restaurant since we can't cook here. Think she's feeling up to going out somewhere tonight?" Alison responded.
"I don't see why not. Let her nap for another half hour or so while I finish getting ready and then I'll get her up and changed while you do the same. What are you in the mood for?" Spencer asked.
Alison hummed, "Maybe there's a family restaurant around here? Somewhere with a bunch of options and that'll be comfortable enough for Em to relax a bit."
"Sounds good. I'll do some research on my phone," Spencer said before grabbing some clothes and heading back into the bathroom to get herself together.
Alison cuddled Emily close while she slept and waited for Spencer to finish up in the bathroom, pulling out her phone to look up some places as well. Finding a few options by the beach, she placed her phone down next to her on the bed and closed her eyes, dosing off almost immediately.
When Spencer emerged from the bathroom a bit later all ready to go, she was surprised to find Alison asleep as well. "Hey Ali," she said as she gently shook the girl awake, "wake up. It's time to get ready for dinner."
"Hmm?" Alison said as she opened her eyes slowly, "Oh, I didn't mean to fall asleep. What time is it?"
"About 5:30," Spencer responded, "you go ahead and get ready for dinner and I'll get the little beast changed and ready."
"You smell that?" Alison said with a confused laugh, "smells like Emily might of done more than pee while she was sleeping. You might want to change her before she wakes up so she's not super embarrassed."
"I do," Spencer said with a smile, "but that's kind of weird, Em pooped after lunch so I don't know why she'd have to go again now. Is this the first time she's pooped in her sleep?"
"It's the first time she's done it other than during her stomach bug but I think those were true accidents," Alison explained, "Her body must be getting used to being back in diapers now."
Spencer nodded. "Well I'll take care of this mess, you go ahead and get ready. We'll find some places to go when you're done," she said.
"Oh, I found a few options before I fell asleep," Alison said as she gently extracted herself from underneath a sleeping Emily, "we can decide later."
Emily woke up with a start as Alison placed her gently down on the bed and started to stretch, but froze once she felt the mess in her diaper.
"Hi baby," Alison said, "Spencer's going to get you all ready for dinner while Mama gets changed."
"Mama," Emily whimpered out and reached for the woman, "diapee icky."
"I know baby, Spencer will get you all fixed up in no time. Sit tight for just a minute," Alison instructed, eliciting a pout from the brunette.
"You're okay Em, I'm going to get you all clean," Spencer said as she brought over the cleaning supplies and opened up Emily's diaper.
"Spence?" Emily said.
"Yes sweet girl?" Spencer asked.
"I no mean to poop in diapee," Emily said innocently.
Spencer sighed. "Oh Em, it's okay. I'm not mad. Your tummy had to go potty again so you went while you were sleeping. There's nothing to be sorry for or embarrassed about, okay?" she explained.
Emily nodded and raised her thumb to her mouth, just to have it taken out by Spencer a moment later. "You have a pacifier for that sweetheart," Spencer said before grabbing one and guiding it up to the girl's lips.
Once Emily was all wiped down and wrapped in a fresh diaper, Spencer leaned forward and kissed her stomach before pulling her up to sit. "What would you like to wear for dinner sweet girl?" Spencer asked, only to be met with a head tilt in response.
"Okay" Spencer said with a laugh, "I guess I'll pick something out for you then. Sit tight."
"How about this?" Spencer asked when she walked back over to the bed with a long T-shirt and a pair of leggings.
Emily didn't respond, and instead stayed on her back on the bed, sucking rhythmically on her pacifier and playing with the edge of the blanket.
"Alrighty you, this it is," Spencer said with a chuckle "Arms up," she said before pulling Emily's sleep shirt over her head and replacing it with the loose comfortable threads she had picked out.
Spencer paused for a moment before pulling the leggings up the girl's legs. "You know what Em, I think we ought to put you in a pull-up instead so the people don't see your diapered bottom at the restaurant. You don't have to pee do you? So I don't waste that clean diaper?"
"Mhm I can peepee," Emily said after she spit out her pacifier, reaching down to hold the front of her diaper with both hands and scrunching her brow as she concentrated on relieving herself. Spencer let out another laugh at Emily's antics and waited for her to be finished.
When Emily was all finished, Spencer grabbed a pull-up, wiped her down and pulled it up her legs. "You look cute," Spencer said as she pulled the leggings up her friend's legs and pulled her up to sit, "Go show your Mama how cute you are."
Emily took that invitation without a second thought and immediately jumped off of the bed and burst into the bathroom.
"Well hi Em," Alison said with a laugh when her space was invaded and she put down the mascara tube she had in her hand, "what's up sweetheart?"
"Spence said I cute. Show mama, uh huh," Emily said before lifting her thumb to her mouth.
"None of that my love," Alison said as she reached over and gently pulled Emily's hand from her mouth. "You look oh so very cute sweetheart. Now go tell Spencer you want a pacifier and watch some cartoons while I finish getting ready, okay?"
Emily nodded and walked back out into the room, "binky pease Spence?" she asked.
"Sure sweet girl. Sit down on the other bed and I'll find it for you," Spencer said, knowing it was somewhere on the bed near where the girl had been laying. "Here's your tablet too," she said bringing them both over to the girl, "play for a little bit then we'll go get some yummies for your tummy."
"Hi baby," Alison said when she walked out of the bathroom all ready to go. "I love you," she said as she leaned down and gave her a kiss on the face
"Ready to go?" Spencer asked, pulling herself up out of the chair and grabbing her purse.
"Ready Em?" Alison asked.
She helped the girl up off of the bed when she received a nod in response, and grabbed the diaper bag, checking to make sure there was an extra pull-up in it.
The three made their way down to the car and Alison pulled up the list of restaurants she had found by the beach. "What do you think Spence?" she asked, showing the girl her phone.
"This one looks nice," Spencer said, and Alison nodded, quickly putting the car in drive, "let's go."
When they pulled into the parking lot, Emily looked around and started to panic, which quickly became evident to her two friends in the front seat.
"Hey sweet girl," Alison said as she reached back to place her hand on Emily's knee, "what's wrong?"
"Em sweetheart," Spencer added, "breathe. You're okay. Tell us what's wrong."
"D-daddy a-a-and I...came h-here. No w-wanna go," Emily sobbed out.
"Okay baby, okay. We're going to go somewhere else. I'm sorry we upset you. Mama's sorry," Alison tried to console her, but Emily kept crying.
"I'm gonna go sit with her," Spencer said, before opening her door and climbing into the back seat, immediately pulling Emily to her chest. "Shhh, sweetheart, shhhh. You're okay. You're okay. Stop crying for me please. Shhhhhh."
"There we are," Spencer said as Emily's sobs began to quiet, "Now we'll go get some food somewhere else so we can fill that tummy of yours. I know you're hungry. I'm so sorry sweet girl."
All the while, Alison had been looking up other places and had found another nice place right down the road, so she put the car in drive and headed that way.
"I love you Em," Alison said as she drove and Emily nodded against Spencer's chest.
"Here we are," Alison said, turning around to shoot Emily a smile, "Let's go get something to eat."
"3?" the hostess asked.
"Yes, thank you. Could we have one kids menu please?," Spencer responded.
The hostess nodded and grabbed the menus and led the three girls to their table. Emily sat on the inside of the booth next to Alison and Spencer sat across from the two.
"Hello, my name is Sam and I'll be taking care of you guys tonight. Can I get you started with some drinks?" their waitress came over and asked.
"Just a water for me," Spencer said.
"I'll take a Diet Coke," Alison responded, "and an apple juice in a kids cup if you could for her please."
Alison ignored the strange look she received from the waitress and squeezed Emily's hand. "What do you want to eat my love?"
"Booger wif fries?" Emily asked as Alison smiled.
"Of course sweetheart. Now here," she said as she unwrapped the girl's crayons, "color a nice picture for mama."
"What are you thinking about getting Ali?" Spencer asked her.
Alison flipped through the pages of her menu and looked up at Spencer, "hmm, I'm not sure. This grilled chicken sandwich sounds kind of good. What about you?"
"I'm leaning towards the honey balsamic chicken salad."
"Here are your drinks ladies," the waitress interrupted and placed them down on the table, "have we decided on entrees yet?"
"Yes, I'll take the honey balsamic chicken salad" Spencer said.
"I'll have the grilled chicken sandwich," Alison said, "and she'll have the kids cheeseburger and fries."
"Great. I'll have those out to you soon."
After the waitress walked away, Alison wrapped her arms around Emily's shoulders and pulled her close, kissing the side of her head gently. "Hi baby," she said, "how's your drawing going?"
Emily shied away from Alison's question and used her hand to hide what she was coloring.
"You don't want to show mama?" Alison questioned with a fake frown.
"Nuh uh, suprise," Emily said with a new found authority in her voice.
"Okay my love, mama will wait," Alison said, placing another kiss on the girl's head before turning her attention to Spencer.
"Spenceeee," Alison fake whined, "I don't want you to leave."
"I know Ali, but you've got this. You don't need me anymore and I've got to get back to work," Spencer reasoned.
"I know, I know. Oh! I have an idea for what we can do tomorrow before you leave!" Alison said.
"And what's that?" Spencer asked.
"Let's go furniture shopping for the new apartment!" Alison said excitedly.
"What do you say Em," Alison asked pulling the third girl into the conversation, "you want to go shopping tomorrow? We can get you a crib and a big girl bed so you have both, and a changing table, and whatever else you want for the new place."
Emily quirked her brow at Alison's sudden excitement, but nodded. "Mama, I no fit on baby changing table," she pointed out.
"I know baby. But there's got to be an adult baby furniture store somewhere here in California. It's the most carefree state and I'm sure there's an adult store that sells what we need," Alison responded.
Spencer hummed as she pulled out her phone, "I'm going to do some research and see if I can find a place. Worse comes to worst you could always order the things online."
"Mama" Emily interrupted, "I all done."
"Oh is that so?" Alison played, "what did you draw my love?"
Emily pulled her hands away from the spot she was covering on her and showed two smiling stick figures hand in hand, one with long yellow hair in a red dress and one with blue hair in a green t-shirt and yellow diaper.
"Oh sweetie, that's a very nice drawing. Is that you and mama?" Alison asked, even though she already knew the answer.
"Mhm. Me 'n' mama hol' hands. Love mama," Emily said with an unmistakable blush that neither Spencer nor Alison missed.
Alison ignored her own feelings for a moment and leaned back over and kissed the top of Emily's head. "I love it and I want to keep it, so I'm going to take your menu home," she said as she took it and folded it neatly to put in her purse.
"I'm going to run to the restroom. Spence, you don't mind staying here with her do you?" Alison asked.
"Of course not. Here Em," Spencer said as she unfolded her napkin, "why don't you draw another picture on this while we wait for our dinner."
Emily nodded and quickly got to work, which Spencer was thankful for.
Spencer's phone vibrated in her pocket and she pulled it out to look at the message, not exactly surprised to see it was from Alison.
Alison: Spence..did you see Em blush? I think she likes me back! What do I do?
Spencer: Ali, relax. Like you didn't know she liked you. I think you need to have a conversation with her.
Alison: Ugh, I know I should, but I don't want to ruin what we have
Spencer: Girl, she loves you. And she's so into regression now that I don't see her putting an end to it anytime soon. I just wonder if you could bring a more adult relationship into the picture as well.
Alison: Ew Spence. She's like my daughter right now. I can't even think about her like that when she's crawling around in diapers
Spencer: I know it seems weird, but infantilism is a sexual fantasy for a lot of people. And don't even try to deny the fact that you're still attracted to her. I think that you guys could probably make time for sex.
Alison: Omg idk. I would love to be with her but idk what she wants
Spencer: Talk to her Ali. Food's here, stop hiding and come back to the table. ;)
Alison hurried back from the bathroom and reclaimed her seat next to Emily as if nothing had happened.
"Here baby girl, open," she said as she dipped a fry in some ketchup and moved it towards Emily's mouth, only to be met by closed lips as Emily turned her face away.
Emily wasn't a fan of potato skin and this particular fry had far too much on it for her liking.
"Emily, open your mouth and eat please," Alison tried again, only to be met by another head shake and this time a loud whine.
"What the matter Em?" Spencer questioned.
Receiving no response, Spencer quirked her brow and dug into her salad.
"Emily my love, mama isn't going to ask you again. Open your mouth so I can feed you please. We're in public and I don't want to make a scene," Alison tried to reason.
"No mama!" Emily yelled in response, much to Alison's surprised.
"Excuse you little girl, we don't talk back to mama. I'm going to give you one more chance to take a bite before you're going to have to sit in the corner tonight," Alison said sternly.
"Nah!" Emily yelled, louder this time, catching the attention of some people sitting around them.
"Emily, knock it off right now. Eat your dinner," Alison said firmly.
"Nah mama!" Emily yelled, grabbing the fry out of Alison's hand and throwing it across the table.
"That's it. I know someone is going to bed with a sore bottom tonight," Alison said, picking up the fry from the other side of the table and placing it back down on Emily's plate and eating her own meal, ignoring the brunette who had now started to cry.
"Mama!" Emily sobbed out, only to be ignored by the blonde who continued to eat her sandwich as if nothing was happening around her.
"Mama pease," Emily cried, "I sorry. I eat. I sorry mama."
"You can eat your fries yourself," Alison said shortly, "I will cut your burger up for you when I'm done eating. Stop crying."
All the while, Spencer watched on with wide eyes, surprised to see Emily acting out for the first time.
"Just ignore her Spence," Alison reasoned, "I don't know what her problem is and I'm not going to play her games. I'm not afraid to give her a spanking."
"Maaaama" Emily cried around a mouthful of half chewed fries, "I sorry. No spank. I sorry."
"I told you to stop crying Emily. Mama decides what punishment you get for misbehaving. You should have thought about this before you started being a brat. I don't know what's gotten into you," Alison said with exasperation before finishing her sandwich.
"Here's your burger," Alison said as she cut the girl's entree into smaller pieces, "Eat."
"Mama pease feed me," Emily said, sounding very small for the first time that night.
"No. Mama helping you eat is a privilege and you lost your privileges tonight. Finish eating quickly and you're going to bed early," Alison explained.
Emily cried silently as she used her fingers to pick up the pieces of burger that Alison had cut up for her.
"Are you finished?" Spencer asked Emily, who had stopped eating and was staring at her thumb and pursing her lips.
Emily nodded with a sniffle.
"You can have your pacifier out in the car Em," Alison said, picking up on Emily's behavior and wanting to let her know she was still going to take care of her.
When they next spotted the waitress, Spencer asked for the check and handed her back her card.
"You really oughta stop paying Spencer. I owe you so much," Alison said.
Spencer laughed, "You don't owe me anything Ali, I'm just taking care of two of my best friends for a little while."
"Alright you," Alison said extending her hand out to Emily, "let's go."
Emily was shy to take Alison's hand as first, but eventually grabbed it and leaned her head on her mama's shoulder as they walked. Spencer smiled at the sight, but cringed at the thought of having to watch Alison punish Emily when they got back to the hotel.
When they got to the car, Alison buckled Emily in and kissed her forehead. "I will always love you and I'm sorry that I have to punish you but mama needs you to learn your lesson."
Emily nodded with a sniffle and Alison shot her a half smile before climbing into the driver's seat and taking them back to the hotel.
Once they were back upstairs, Spencer sat on her bed and flipped on the tv, knowing she'd want the distraction while Alison took care of business.
"Alright Em, come here," Alison said as she sat down on the other bed and patted her lap. "I want to explain to you everything that's about to happen so there's no surprises and you know what to expect."
She waited for Emily to nod before continuing.
"Mama is going to put you in the corner for 15 minutes. No pacifier and I better not catch that thumb in your mouth, okay?" Alison asked and Emily nodded again.
"When you're done in the corner you're going to get a spanking. Five smacks on your pull up and five smacks on your bare butt," she explained and Emily inhaled sharply. She rubbed Emily's back to calm her down and continued, "but as soon as you're done we're going to cuddle and you're going to try nursing again before you have your bedtime bottle. Then after your bottle we're going to tuck you in for an early bedtime."
After Alison was finished explaining, she patted Emily's butt to get her to stand and led her to the corner. "Sit here and mama will come get you when time is up. Remember what I said, no thumb."
"But mama," Emily whined.
"But nothing Emily. Stay there or your time starts over," Alison said before turning her back and joining Spencer on her bed.
They tried to ignore the sound of Emily crying for as long as they could, but about five minutes in, Alison snapped. "Stop crying Emily, or I'll give you something to cry about," she said to the girl in the corner.
"But mama pull-up wet," Emily tried.
"I'll change you when your timeout is over," Alison responded before turning her attention to Spencer. "Hey Spence, speaking of... would you mind watching her for a minute? I'm going to run to the restroom."
"Sure Ali," Spencer responded.
Emily continued to cry to herself and even raised her thumb to her mouth out of habit.
"Emily sweetheart," Spencer whispered, "don't let your mama catch you like that."
Emily immediately pulled her thumb from her mouth with a jump and curled tightly into herself.
Alison walked out of the bathroom and sat back down on her own bed. "7 more minutes Em. You're more than halfway there."
By the time Emily's time out was over, she thought she had run out of tears to cry and resorted to just sniffles.
"Hi baby," Alison said, squatting down next to Emily and using her thumb to dry her eyes. "Come with mama to the chair please."
"Mama change pull-up first?" Emily asked.
"Oh, sure baby. Lay down on the bed." Alison said, quickly ripping the used pull-up off, wiping her down and taping a new diaper around her hips. "Now come with mama to the chair."
Alison took a seat in the chair in the corner of the room and pulled Emily to lay across her lap. She quickly laid 5 sharp slaps down across her bottom before untaping her diaper and laying 5 more sharp swats.
All the while, Spencer watched with sad eyes as Emily cried out for Alison to stop. "No mama, please mama stop. Ow mama, stop. I sorry, stop mama stop!"
"Shhh, Em. You're okay baby, come here," Alison immediately cooed when she was finished as she pulled Emily up into her arms. She rocked the girl back and forth and rubbed soothing circles on her back as she whispered reassuring words into her ear.
Once Emily had calmed down enough to catch her breath, Alison sat her up to look her in the face. "Hi baby," she said.
"Mama," Emily said, leaning forward to hug her.
"Hey Spence, do you mind being in the room while Emily and I try nursing again?" Alison asked more out loud than directly to the other girl.
"Not at all," Spencer responded, "go for it."
Alison nodded before pulling her shirt over her head and unclasping her bra. "Here my love, be gentle," Alison instructed as she gently repositioned Emily on her lap and guided her mouth to her nipple.
Alison had to stifle a moan as Emily's lips wrapped around her nipple and began to suck. Once she regained her composure, she began to rub slow circles on Emily's back. "There's mama's girl. There's my girl," she said.
Emily smiled around Alison's nipple, and Alison was happy there wasn't any milk yet since it surely would've poured out of the girl's mouth.
"You keep suckling my love," Alison started, "But mama wants to talk to you."
Emily looked up to Alison with worried eyes, but Alison patted her bottom and leaned down to kiss her forehead before continuing.
"Relax baby. Mama just wants to talk to you about your behavior. We don't yell in public and we certainly don't throw our food. All is forgiven now but we better not have a repeat of those behaviors the next time we go out to dinner, understood?" Alison said, rubbing Emily's back gently the entire time.
Emily stopped sucking and nodded. "I sorry mama. Was yucky fry."
"I'm sorry baby. Tell mama the fry is yucky next time and all of this can be avoided," Alison explained, "now it's time to switch sides baby. Sit up for a second."
Emily did as she was told and repositioned herself on Alison's lap to reach her other breast. "Want milky mama," Emily said quietly.
"I know you want milk baby. You can have your bottle as soon as we're done here. 5 more minutes," Alison explained.
Spencer heard this and got up to make the girl a bottle, quickly filling one with milk and placing it in the microwave.
"Mama," Emily said kind of shyly, pulling away from her nipple again.
"What's the matter Em?" Alison asked her.
"I think I havta go poopoo," Emily said quietly before relatching on to Alison's breast.
"You think?" Alison teased, "well go ahead baby, no one is stopping you."
Emily knew her tummy felt full, but she didn't think she'd have to poop for a third time in one day. She tried her hardest to relax and push anyway, even though she was on her mama's lap.
It didn't take long for everyone in the room to become aware of what Emily had mistaken for needing to poop, which was in fact the need to pass gas.
When Emily tried to push, she let out a very loud and extremely unladylike fart, which made her freeze immediately.
Alison had to stifle her laugh, knowing Emily would be even more mortified if she did. "Good girl baby," she said trying to offer some comfort, "I bet you're feeling better now."
"Mamaaaa," Emily whined in mortification.
"You're okay Em. We all do it. It's just me and Spencer baby. Finish suckling for two more minutes then we'll get you a bottle," Alison tried.
Spencer butted in as well, "don't worry Em. Neither of us are judging you. You know it's not good to hold it in anyway."
Emily frowned but latched back on to Alison and finished suckling for the last couple of minutes.
"That's my good girl," Alison said, moving to the bed. "Come cuddle with mama and have your bottle."
Spencer brought Emily her nice warm bottle and tucked a stray hair behind her ear, "Here sweetheart. Drink up."
"Thanks Spence," Alison said.
Emily drank quickly and dozed off almost immediately, which was expected by the other two girls.
"Could you turn down the volume on the tv Spence?" Alison asked and the other girl nodded.
"Why don't you tuck her in for the night?" Spencer asked, "it's almost 10 now anyway."
"Yeah you're right," Alison responded as she folded back the blankets and slid the girl off of her lap, tucking her in tightly and kissing her forehead.
She got up and headed to the bathroom to get herself changed and ready for bed herself and Spencer got changed outside.
When Alison emerged from the bathroom, Spencer slipped inside to wash her face and brush her teeth and joined Alison in the bedroom.
"Ready to hit the hay?" Spencer asked, "or do you want me to leave the light on a bit longer?"
Alison hummed, "You can leave the light on. I'll turn it out before I fall asleep."
"No you won't," Spencer laughed, "you'll doze off and it'll stay on all night. I'm gonna turn it off. Get some sleep Ali."
"Fine," Ali feigned annoyance, "turn it off. Good night."
Emily woke up around 2am and immediately woke Alison up as well.
"Mama," she said as she shook her awake, "mama wake up."
"Mama bad dweam mama," she said, "wake up mama."
Alison rolled over with a light hum and opened her eyes. "What's the matter baby?" she asked.
"Scawy dweams." Emily said, "I want mama."
"Oh baby I'm sorry," Alison said as she sat up and pulled the girl up onto her lap, noticing how wet she was as she did so. "Mama's here baby. Tell me what your scary dream was about baby."
"Nuh uh mama," Emily shook her head.
"Okay baby girl, you don't have to." Alison reasoned.
"Is it okay if I get up to get the things I need to get you in a dry diaper and come right back baby?" Alison asked and Emily nodded, so she quickly got up and came back.
"Here baby, lay back and mama will clean your wet bottom." Alison said before opening her soggy diaper and wiping her down.
She placed a fresh diaper under her hips and taped it shut and leaned down to place a kiss on her belly.
"Do you want to cuddle with me baby or do you want to go back to sleep now?" Alison asked.
"With you," Emily said quietly.
"Okay my love. Come here," Alison said, sitting back on the bed and pulling the girl back onto her lap. "Mama's got you." She cooed as she rocked the girl gently. Emily's hand moved to her chest and Alison's face turned to a smile. "Baby wants to suckle?"
Emily nodded and Alison pulled her breasts out from under her shirt, gently guiding Emily's head to her chest and allowing the girl to latch back on.
"Mama?" Emily questioned as some unexpected but tasty warm milk began to flow into her mouth, some dribbling down her chin as she did so.
"So much for a few days," Alison thought aloud as she wiped the stray milk from Emily's chin, "keep on nursing baby. That's supposed to happen."
Alison rubbed Emily's back lightly and waited for the brunette on her lap to doze off. Once the girl finally did, and her lips fell from around her nipple, Alison gently tucked the girl in next to her.
"Thank god for nursing," she said under her breath, knowing the girl never would have calmed down this easily before.
