Monday, August 19, 2013

Ashlie goes to the pool

Ashlie farmer arrived at her late brother's home on Saturday morning, around 9:30 AM. As the taxi pulled away from the curb ashlie took in a deep breath. "Today seemed like it was going to be a good day" she thought to herself as she walked towards the front door. following ashlie's light rapping on the door. She looked up just in time to smile as her sister in-law Kelly answered the door. Since Kelly was five foot ten and ashlie less than five feet, she had to look almost straight up to face kelly. Ashlie in her shoes and with her hair appeared to be a little less than five feet tall, but in actuality was closer to four and a half feet tall. “Good morning ash's!” kelly was wearing a nice cotton shirt and casual flowery skirt. “Good morning kelly. I see you are dressed and ready for a day at the spa?” “Yes! I've been looking forward to this all week. I appreciate your paying for this, even if I did win our bet. The lady I spoke to said it will take about 5 hours for the full treatment and my new hairdo.” “No problem. You deserve it. I know things have been tight since scotty passed.” kelly thought about her husband who passed on a little over a year ago. Scotty's older sister ashlie had been helpful. She continued to want to be part of their lives. Sometimes, she forced herself into situations where kelly would just as soon not have her. She used her control of the farmer family trust as a weapon to try and influence how kelly and her 16 year-old daughter Mary dealt with her. Kelly loved scotty, but frankly ashlie was a pain in the ass. She had no family of her own and seemed to want to be the dominant figure in kelly and Mary's lives. If it weren't for the trust, kelly might even have moved away. She often felt anger that her brother had not dealt with this trust issue while alive to avoid her constant interaction with ashlie.

Kelly was 34 and worked an easy office job that allowed her the freedom to be available for Mary and for school activities. The trust paid her enough money to allow them a nice lifestyle without worry. Ashlie constantly wanted to review financial information that was none of her business and offered advice on how kelly and Mary should save money or make decisions. When questioned, ashlie would point out that she controlled the money and when it would be dispensed. If kelly didn't like things, ashlie would be happy to do a more thorough review and withhold funds until she felt they were needed. This was a threat that could affect her daughter's life and their lifestyle. Overall, ashlie was not a bad person. She was just a 23 year old know-it-all that wanted to tell everyone else how to live their lives. She did care about kelly and Mary. She just had a bad way of handling it. Kelly realized all of this, but she still harbored a great deal of resentment. She figured that as time went on, things would smooth over and work themselves out. Snapping back to reality, kelly responded, “Your help and money from the trust have been timely in keeping things going. I have not had a lot of opportunities to do things for myself. So, today will be a welcome respite from day to day life. What do you and Mary have planned?” “I thought we would go biking and then go to the pool and catch some rays.” “Sounds like everyone will have fun today.” Turning, she shouted into the house, “Mary, Aunt ashlie is here. Grab your stuff and let's all get going!” “Oh kelly, I hope you don't mind, but I arranged for my date, Joshua, to pick me up here later today?” “No problem. Is this the Josh we talked about last week?” “Yes he is!” As kelly pulled out of the driveway, ashlie and Mary were mounting their bikes to go on their outing. “Mary, I thought we would bike along the nature path and back on Highway 43 to the pool. We can take our things with us, stop at the pool and catch some sun. Then afterward we will just head home.” “Sounds good aunty annie” “Mary, my name is ashlie.” Mary responded as she always did, “My dad always called you annie and I always call you that. What's wrong?” “You're a little older now and at sixteen I think it is more appropriate for you to call me ashlie” “Okay. I'll try. But I've been calling you that for a long time. You often feel more like my older sister than an old Aunt.” Mary watched to make sure her pandering had not been overdone. The blush on ashlie's face told her she had the situation in control.

As kelly drove to the spa, she remembered ashlie going on and on about her date with Joshua. Ashlie has been telling everyone including kelly that she really needs some sexual relief. She stated to kelly that, “After that man eats dinner with me on Saturday night, I'm going to get naked with him and then I am guaranteed to get laid.” kelly had lost a lot of bets to ashlie over the last couple of years. Most of them followed stupid statements like this from one of them. However, kelly had won their last bet. Ashlie had told her that if they planned an outside barbecue on Memorial Day, it would rain. It had been humid and overcast leading up to the weekend. On the Friday before Memorial Day, kelly bet ashlie that it would not rain on their Memorial Day picnic. The loser paid to send the winner to a day at the local spa for a total body makeover. The rain never came and in fact the sun had come out for the main part of the party. While they had some fun bantering back and forth, kelly thought ashlie was pretty full of herself. Ashlie and scotty had been close, and therefore, ashlie had been around a lot. For kelly, it was like having your spouse's little sister around all of the time. Ashlie was always trying to act worldly; giving advice to Mary or telling Mary and kelly how to dress. Since ashlie was on the short side, she virtually always wore heels, usually 3-4 inch heels. With these heels on and a puffed up hairdo giving her an additional 2 inches, ashlie appeared to the casual observer to be on the shorter side of average women because she would appear to be about 4' 10”. She often wore hats or hair adornments which also tended to give her height. Ashlie had been going on and on about her date, josh. He was about 6 feet tall, muscular and good looking. Joshua worked at the same company as ashlie and he would walk past her cubicle. He began stopping to make small talk and had quickly asked her out. Ashlie was a little concerned because joshua had only talked to her when she was in her cubicle working or in meetings where everyone was seated. He had never had an extended interaction where they were both standing near each other. Ashlie was well aware that many men didn't want a woman that was too short. She had to make sure that before her height was an issue, he would be aware of all of her other great attributes. Kelly kept trying to imagine a 6 foot guy with ashlie at 4'6”; her head would be just a little above crotch high. It just did not feel like a guarantee. Of course, if she gets naked in a room with him, some horny bastards would simply ignore the oddities and get themselves off. She sometimes wondered if that was the typical ashlie date. None of them seemed to be around for too long. Kelly and ashlie negotiated a new bet. Ashlie bet that if she had dinner with josh tonight, she would get naked and she would have sex with him. If ashlie wins, kelly will have to come to ashlie's apartment for three weekends and ashlie has promised that she will make kelly clean the apartment and wear an appropriate uniform. Ashlie kept saying, “You should always wear clothes that are appropriate for your station in life.” Then she would laugh. If kelly wins their bet, she had two choices, either ashlie will come to kelly's house for three weekends under the same terms or ashlie would babysit Mary for a week while kelly can go on vacation. Yes, kelly planned to win this bet. Maybe she could find some way to help her bet prospects when joshua picked ashlie up tonight.

Mary and ashlie biked around for an hour or so and then headed for the pool. Ashlie and Mary pulled their bikes up outside the pool and parked them in a bike rack. They gathered up their bags, locked the bikes and entered the pool. The pool building was a split level and people approached the registration desk on a floor above pool level. Swimmers went down a stairwell and entered the locker rooms to come out to the pool on the lower level. As the ladies looked out over the pool area, ashlie gasped. “Oh my God!” Mary asked, “What's wrong?” “josh, my date from work is down in the pool area. I have tennis shoes on and he has never seen me flat footed. He has no idea how short I am. Oh, this is horrible.” “Why is it horrible?” “Let's face it. I'm a little shorter than average and I try to correct for that. With clothing, hair and shoes, I can get myself into the average height range. It scares average guys away before they get a chance to know the real me. Once they get to know me, the height is never a real issue.” Sure, thought Mary. She laughed to herself as she considered the statement “a little shorter than average.” I was taller than her when I was in third or fourth grade. And, mom seems to think the reason she can't keep a guy is specifically due to her height. Although her attitude and the way she treats people has to be a factor. “Mary, maybe I'm looking at this wrong. If I could disguise myself, I could watch joshua and learn about him? That would give me a better chance of making him happy on our date tonight. Let's go to the locker room and talk about our options.” The two quickly descended the steps and entered the girl's locker room. The more she thought about it, ashlie liked the idea of spying on josh. Mary asked, “How many disguises can we come up with at a pool?” ashlie and Mary thought for a moment. Mary said, “Hey, why don't we undo some of your tricks and use your size to our advantage? If you flattened your hair and we did not have heels, you would be much shorter than he thinks, right?” ashlie acknowledged, “Yes, So?” “He might not recognize you because you would be shorter than normal. If we could then get you a different suit that might make you look like a college or high school student he would not recognize you.” ashlie thought about this. She spent all her life trying to look older than her body seemed to indicate. Once she got into later grade school and for the rest of her life she had fought with her height. She was constantly trying to appear older than her body indicated. Now, maybe she could temporarily use her body to her advantage. Yes, she thought this might work. “What do you think we should do?” “You take off your clothes and jump into the shower. You can rinse off the sweat from our ride and wet down your hair. I'll go out to the desk and see what suits they have in the lost and found. They wash all of the suits when they find them. I'm sure they have something.” Mary picked up their bags while ashlie took a towel and went into one of the private showers. Ashlie liked this pool because they had private showers with a curtain instead of group showers. Mary glanced in ashlie's bag and noticed her bikini. As she picked it up, she was surprised to realize that it was very heavily padded. She had never realized how much of ashlie's chest was manufactured. While ashlie was showering, Mary went to the service counter and asked if she could look through the lost and found swim suits. She said that her mom had asked her to look for her sister's swim suit. As usual, the number of abandoned suits was large. Mary initially figured she would look for some weird one piece suit or an old lady type suit to help ashlie hide. But as she fingered through the pile, the answer to her prayers popped to the top. It was a Barbie two piece swim suit designed for a girl of 6-9 years old. It looked reasonably new. The bottoms were of the full cut style little girls always wear. The top was a bikini, but all of the straps, sides and back were also full cut. It looked more like a cut off tank top but it would flatten out the wearer because it was designed for a child with no breasts and was designed not to roll up or uncover the child during rough housing and swimming. And lying next to it was a pink child's swim cap. Mary was developing a plan in her mind. This was a real opportunity for her to embarrass ashlie and get back at her for the way ashlie treated her. Mary always felt that ashlie treated her like a little kid. Now here was an opportunity for her to treat ashlie like the kid. And it was all ashlie's idea. While ashlie was in the shower, Mary stuck her head in and grabbed ashlie's clothes. She took ashlie's clothes and valuables and placed them in her bag. She then placed the bag in a locker and extracted the key. Mary had a towel and nothing else. Mary now had her suit on, a towel and a child's swim suit. She thought to herself, I'll have to sell this suit as older than it clearly is. In this situation, ashlie will have to do whatever I tell her. As ashlie came out of the shower wrapped in a towel, Mary lied, “The choices were really limited. I found a suit designed for teens and I think it will allow you, if you are careful, to pretend to be in high school and he will never figure out who you are.” “Where'd my clothes and other stuff go?” asked ashlie. “I locked it up in a locker. We need to get you clothed before anyone realizes that you are older than this suit. Otherwise the disguise will not work.” “Let me see it.” Mary held up the suit. Ashlie said, “That's a kid’s suit. I'm not wearing that.” “Then you go naked,” exclaimed Mary. “You wanted a disguise. I got one.” Mary exaggerated, “We needed a suit that will hide your adult curves. Otherwise, no one is going to believe you are a student. Put the suit on and let's get going or I will leave you here with nothing. No ID. No clothes. You are as old as you feel or look. Any suit not designed for a voluptuous adult, looks like a little kid’s suit.” And Mary grabbed her towel and started for the door. “Wait! Give me the suit.” She looked the suit over again. “This is not a teenager suit” Mary knew that it was a kid’s suit. But she had to press her advantage. “Put it on.” “OK.” And ashlie pulled on the suit bottoms under her towel. Mary was astounded. The suit looked like it was made for her. “Now, drop the towel, put on your top and let's go swimming.” ashlie turned away from Mary and pulled the top over her head. She adjusted the top over her breasts and turned to face Mary. Mary was unable to talk. She was speechless. Apparently, ashlie had virtually no breasts and she had never realized it before. The suit fit like a glove and ashlie did not look like a teenager, she looked about 8 or 9 years old. “What happened to your breasts?” ashlie looked at the floor and fidgeted, which only contributed to the childish impression. “I have never been overly endowed. I wear bras that enhance my figure and I often add a little padding. This top flattens what breasts I have and spreads them out eliminating any impression of breasts. I can't go out there like this. Everyone will know.” Mary laughed. “No one will know. This is perfect. You can sidle up to him and he will never suspect who you are. I am telling you, this is the greatest disguise you could ever try.” “Here put on this pink bathing cap. It'll cover your hair and add to the age illusion.”

Mary and ashlie strolled out into the pool area looking to the entire world like a high school girl and her younger sister. Mary guided them to the shallow end of the large pool. They found two lounge chairs and deposited their towels. The pool was a newer design with three separate areas. The large pool was 50 yards long with diving boards on one end. One side of the pool was cordoned off for lap swimming. The second pool was a 1/3 fan design. The outer portion of the curved pool was a walk in from nothing to 4 feet. The outer edges had spray fountains and showers for children to play in. In the deeper area there were two large water slides. Off of the side was a canal to the third area which is a looping lazy river. In the corner of the pool, there were four water jets that were located in 1 foot of water, about 3 or 4 feet in from the waters edge. They shot straight up about a 12 to 18 inches out of the water. There, joshua and a young girl were playing in the fountains and tossing a ball to each other. Mary and ashlie approached the pool about ten feet from josh and waded into the pool. Ashlie tentatively entered the water while trying to casually watch josh and the young girl. Mary saw ashlie gawking at them and realized that she needed to get ashlie to stop staring and just play in the water. To that end, she jumped towards ashlie and unexpectedly dunked her. Ashlie popped out of the water horrified and yelled, “Mary what are you doing?” Mary just laughed and splashed ashlie. “What's the matter annie? We came to the pool to get wet and relax. Stop being so boring.” ashlie was trying to get her bearings and was chasing Mary into the deeper portion of the pool. She would put Mary in her place. Suddenly, Mary stopped running and jumped back towards ashlie. “annie?” she whispered, “Remember that you are a kid. You can't just stand a few feet from your man and stare at him. Pretend like you're having fun. You need to act more like that girl with your date than like an adult.” ashlie was initially taken aback as she realized that she could kill her entire plan by acting wrong here. She reminded herself that she was here to learn more about josh. “Thanks, Mary. You're right.” Mary suggested, “We should play around near them and maybe we can join them in their game.” “Don't you think we should just stay nearby and see what we can learn? I don't want him to recognize me.” “Little annie, and I mean that in the nicest way, no one on this planet that knows you could possibly identify you at this moment. I know you find this hard to believe, but, you look like a child, not an adult.” ashlie was bothered by Mary calling her annie. But, now was not the time to push that issue. She had to remember, she was in disguise and apparently Mary thought it was working. That was good. She wondered how much of a girl she looked like; Late high school maybe? There were certain aspects of a woman that you could not hide. But with her outfit and her body, maybe she looked even a little younger; Early high school? That would be pretty unbelievable. “Okay, let's go back near them and see what happens.” Mary started splashing ashlie again and then ran in the direction of joshua. As they approached josh, the ball they were throwing bounced over to Mary. Mary threw the ball to the girl with josh and said, “Here you go. If you're interested, my sister and I would be happy to join you in a game.” ashlie was stunned. Suddenly, she was in a group playing catch with her co-worker and date joshua. Surely, he would recognize her. She tried to be quiet and play catch. To the others, she appeared as a shy girl. Everything she did to try and remain inconspicuous contributed to her image of a shy little girl. And the longer they played, the more relaxed everyone became. The more relaxed she was, the more comfortable she felt in her role as a girl playing in the pool. Soon, joshua introduced his sister Kathy and everyone else introduced themselves. Mary identified ashlie as her little sister, annie. No age was given and ashlie felt that she was now pigeon-holed in an age bracket she was not overly comfortable with. The way Mary said it did not suggest that she was near Mary in age. It made her sound years younger. Initially, it seemed unimportant. But, it bothered her. Kathy moved closer to ashlie and as they tired of the ball throwing, Kathy started an ongoing dialogue with ashlie. Ashlie was awed by Kathy's ability to talk virtually non-stop about almost nothing. Just a nod or a single word answer from ashlie and Kathy just kept the banter going. Mary had actually moved away, back to the lounge chairs, and was talking with some other friends she knew. Periodically, she would check back with joshua and annie to see how things were going. Josh mentioned to Mary how convenient it was that Kathy had met Mary's little sister. He said they were getting along great and that was surprising since his sister did not usually get along with girls younger than her. Both Mary and ashlie (who had overheard the remark) were now stunned. Mary quickly asked, “How old is Kathy?” “She's eight almost nine. I figure annie to be what seven, maybe a small eight?” ashlie was trying to absorb what was happening as she heard Mary say, “That's right, annie is just a little past her eighth birthday. She'll be going to third grade this fall.” “Really, Kathy is in the third grade too. That's why they're getting along so well.” Kathy and annie were playing in the fountains when a couple of other girls approached. Kathy introduced them to annie. April and Julie were just as chatty as Kathy. Ashlie found that a lot of their conversation was questions and observations. She had to concentrate on everything they were saying to avoid looking foolish. As time went on, she became more and more comfortable and she slipped into the role she was playing. She actually forgot that her main goal was to learn about joshua and she spent her time trying to satisfy her playmates. Soon the four girls were giggling and talking about the pool and their day. April had just had a birthday and the girls were all talking about her gifts and her party. Ashlie had obviously not been at the party so all three of them pelted her with details and everyone laughed and giggled. April reached into her pool bag and took out a pack of pictures of Barbie. April explained, “These are the coolest thing I got. They are Barbie tattoos.” Soon, each of the girls was putting on a Barbie tattoo. Ashlie was having fun helping the other girls put a tattoo on Julie's shoulder when Kathy and April ducked behind ashlie and put a tattoo of Barbie's name in large script on annie's back between her shoulder straps on her suit. They all laughed and ran back into the pool. Ashlie had become so comfortable that she actually forgot her mission. Suddenly, josh dropped by the group and checked to see how things were going. The girls were all playing in the lazy river and joshua was kidding the girls. April and Kathy began splashing josh. Soon everyone was splashing each other. The four girls were all splashing joshua and he was clearly losing. Then he grabbed his sister Kathy and started tickling her. The other girls attacked josh and started trying to tickle him. Annie having a little more experience knew the right pressure points and was having a bit more success attacking joshua when he let go of Kathy and turned on her. Ashlie jumped up on the side of the pool trying to get away from josh and the three girls. He reached up and grabbed her leg. Ashlie found herself on her back on the side of the pool and suddenly everyone was tickling her. Joshua attacked her ribs and ashlie was laughing and screaming. Annie felt something she had not felt in a long time. She was yelling “Stop stop!” But josh and the girls were ignoring her. Ashlie was the little minx that was attacking him. He decided to push it and let all his fingers do the walking under her ribs. Suddenly, ashlie felt her bladder let go. Joshua noticed the telltale liquid and her embarrassment. Her three friends came to her defense and they all started yelling at josh for pushing things too far. Joshua was suddenly all apologetic and called for Mary, who was across the pool from them. Unluckily, the ruckus had drawn the attention of one of the lifeguards. As Mary approached, she heard ashlie crying. The girls stood up to move back to the locker room to clean things up when the life guard instructed them to go to the main pool desk. When asked why, the guard said it was policy when there was an accident near the pool. Joshua took command and escorted the five girls to the desk. At the desk, the supervisor told them that it was pool policy that swim suits that had been soiled had to be washed before they re-entered the pool. In addition, children having accidents were required to wear a swim diaper for the remainder of the day. Ashlie was aghast. “Forget it,” she said. “I'll just get dressed and go home.” Mary said, “annie, you wore your suit to the pool and my BIG clothes won't fit you.” Her emphasis on the word 'BIG' caught ashlie's attention and she realized that her clothes might look a little too old for her image with her new friends. She looked at josh and was lost. She did not know what to do. The desk supervisor handed josh a swim diaper and told him to get annie into it immediately or they would throw her out. In addition, the desk needed to hold the bottoms to her suit until they left the pool for the day. That was how they would ensure it did not return to the pool. Joshua suggested that Mary and Kathy escort annie to the locker room to help her. April and Julie found the situation with their new friend rather funny. Kathy told them to go back out to the pool. Kathy was becoming annie's new friend and protector. She told annie everything would be fine. They could ignore everyone and no one would probably notice. In a fog, ashlie was escorted by Mary and Kathy into the locker room where ashlie entered a bathroom stall. She took off her suit bottoms and cleaned herself up. As she softly cried to herself, wondering how she had gotten herself into this situation, she slowly pulled the bulky swim diaper up and over her hips. Unluckily, it fit like a glove. Mary asked Kathy to take the suit bottoms out to the pool desk and to give her a minute with her sister. Ashlie was sitting on Mary's leg, crying, with her head on Mary's shoulder. Mary consoled her and kept telling her it would be alright. Finally, Kathy returned. Ashlie stated, “I'm just going to stay in here until we leave.” “No you're not.” stated Kathy. “I talked to April and Julie and no one will say anything. Actually, it just looks like you have a bottom that does not match your top. C'mon!” Mary encouraged her and said, “Hey, we need to let josh know he didn't hurt you and that you're okay.” ashlie was reluctant. But, Mary and Kathy dragged her out to the pool. They wrapped a towel around her waist and you could not see the swim diaper. Joshua was waiting and he kept apologizing and saying it was his fault. Annie kept telling him everything was okay. If anything, ashlie was more reserved now. The four girls sat near the side of the pool and talked and giggled. Annie again began to relax. But it was impossible to forget the diaper between her legs. The bulk of the diaper made it so her thighs wernt able to touch. Mary hovered near the girls like a diligent babysitter. Josh and Mary talked a little and Mary mentioned that they had ridden their bikes to the pool. Soon, Mary had told him where she lived. Within minutes, joshua was trying to explain that he had a date on the same block later this evening. It only took a few more minutes of banter and careful guidance from Mary before he realized that he was picking his date up at Mary's house. Yes, Mary told him, annie was named after her aunt ashlie. Josh and Mary laughed while trying to figure out the odds of this type of coincidence. Soon, clouds began to move in and everyone realized the day at the pool was drawing to an end. Josh offered to give the girls a ride home to avoid the rain. Mary collected their things from the locker and joshua loaded the bikes in his trunk. The desk clerk handed ashlie her soiled swim suit bottoms in a plastic bag. As ashlie walked out of the pool with Mary and Kathy holding her hands, she had become so comfortable that she had placed her towel on her shoulder. A mother and her small children were walking by and their five year old daughter, said, “Look mommy, that girl is wearing the same swim diaper I wear!” annie started crying and running to the car. As she ran she heard the mother say, “Yes dear, some girls have trouble controlling themselves even when they are older.” joshua held the door for her and then helped put the seat belt on her, making her feel all the more inadequate. Ashlie pondered to herself. What am I? I thought I was a 23 year old marketing manager with plans for a big date tonight. Was it all a dream? Was my life just a dream? Or, Am I an adult caught in a web of my own making? It was my idea to make a disguise. I went along with the kid’s swimsuit. Why? I knew it was a kid’s suit and not a teenager's suit. Did I want this? And now I don't even seem capable of controlling my bodily functions. Here I sit wearing a diaper, clutching my pee stained swim suit, dressed in a Barbie swimsuit, and my new best friend is apparently at 8 years old older than myself. My boyfriend(?) just buckled me into his back seat. I guess I'm lucky he didn't put me in a booster seat like his sister. And Luckily....my older sister Mary is here to protect me? Ashlie yearned to get home. Home? Sister? What in the hell is happening to me? As she sat in the back seat of josh's car, in her seat belt, she wondered why she had done this to herself, why she was going along with it, how was she going to get out of this situation. Ashlie quietly cried and wondered what was next.

Responding to the door chimes, kelly answered the front door. There she found a handsome gentleman and two little girls. Mary was walking up the walk with her bag and some towels. Kelly asked, “Hi, can I help you?” As she did, she was looking for ashlie. As she scanned the car, Mary, the gentleman and then the two little girls, she was stunned to realize that the smaller of the two girls was ashlie in a child's swim top and a...a...a....a SWIM DIAPER? Suddenly, ashlie jumped forward and said, “Mommy?” Bewildered, kelly looked up at Mary and asked, “What happened?” Mary explained that annie had had an accident at the pool and that the pool life guards had insisted that she was required to wear the swim diaper for the rest of the day. This obviously did not answer all of the questions, but seemed to explain the attire. Still stunned, kelly looked at the gentleman and asked, “And who are you?” “It may sound crazy, but I am joshua Martin and I have a date with your sister-in-law ashlie. Annie and my sister have been playing all afternoon in the kiddies’ pool and when it began to rain I asked them how they were getting home. Earlier in the day, Mary and I had realized when talking to each other that I had a date with her aunt and planned to pick her up here. When the rain began I offered them a ride. Mary checked my ID and my business card to verify I was who I said I was. She was very protective of her little sister as I am of Kathy.” Looking at annie's shoulders, josh continued, “annie seems to have gotten a little more sun than I thought? If I had realized it earlier, I would have put more sun screen on her.” kelly was totally lost trying to figure out how this situation had developed. “Well, ashlie is not here at the moment, why don't you come in and wait? I'm sure she'll be here soon?” “annie, you go up stairs to the bedroom on the right so we can deal with your sunburn.” ashlie quickly moved up the stairs to the old nursery. “Mary, I need to talk to you in the kitchen. Josh, you can wait in the living room. Turn on the TV and I'll be back in a few minutes.” In the kitchen, Mary explained how ashlie thought that pretending to be a kid would allow her to spy on her boyfriend. As the two of them laughed, Mary explained how she found the child's swim suit. She told of how ashlie's date thought annie was younger than his 8 year old sister and he suggested that they could play together and Kathy would make sure annie did not get into any trouble. Holding their sides, Mary then told her how josh had tickled them until ashlie had wet herself and the following degradation to the swim diaper. Kelly told Mary to offer their guests drinks while she dealt with "annie". Kelly grabbed the video camera off of the kitchen desk and headed upstairs. Ashlie was shuffling around aimlessly waiting for kelly. She was still clutching the soiled swimsuit bottoms. As kelly entered the room with camera running, ashlie said, “What are you doing?” “Oh, you can't be serious. This moment has to be caught for posterity. I guarantee, you will look back on this and laugh some day. Now, before you object, you have to tell me how this happened. But first, turn around for me.” ashlie pirouetted in a circle before starting her explanation. Kelly asked, “Did you think the way to win our bet was to dress up as a kid?” “Of course not! I was trying to gather information on him and things seemed to spin out of control. It was like I was on a ride I had no control of.” “Go on. But first, I think we should confirm our bet for the camera. You bet me that if you had dinner with joshua, that you would get naked with him and then you were going to end your sexual drought; all this evening. Right?” “Yes, that sounds like our bet.” “And the loser will either do the bidding of the winner for three weekends, including wearing what ever outfits are deemed necessary or in the alternative; you will participate in a babysitting exercise for a week with Mary. Does that sound right?” “Yes, that sounds like the terms we negotiated.” ashlie was getting a little agitated. “What are we going to do now?” “First, tell me how you, an adult, ended up dressed in a kids swim suit and a swim diaper? I don't know if you realize it, but you make a very convincing 8 year old; maybe younger?” ashlie summarized the bike trip and told how they saw josh as they entered the pool. Ashlie then told how she decided that she should try to figure out some way to spy on joshua to learn more about him. She had asked Mary to help her devise a disguise. Mary and ashlie had quickly gone into the women's locker room. Mary suggested that ashlie take a quick shower to flatten her curly hair and Mary went searching for a “disguise”. When ashlie exited the shower in her towel, all of her clothes were gone and Mary had this kid’s swim suit. She convinced her to wear the suit and they went out into the pool area. At first, ashlie figured she looked like a young teenager. But, Mary introduced her to joshua as her little sister in third grade. Suddenly she was not a teenager; she was supposed to be 8 or 9 years old. Josh's sister was excited to have a new play buddy and Mary abandoned her in the kiddie’s pool area with them. After playing in the pool for a while, ashlie kept trying to extract herself from the kids playing to hang out near josh. Joshua, being a playful older brother had begun tickling his sister and then suddenly ashlie was in the tickling. Ashlie pointed out that in her rush to develop a disguise and spy on josh that she had forgotten to use the bathroom. She tried to get him to stop, but since he perceived it as a big game, he kept on tickling them until ashlie had an accident. Joshua was all apologetic, but one of the life guards immediately blew her whistle and ashlie was escorted to the service counter. Mary was called to the counter where josh and ashlie in tears explained what had happened. The life guards pointed out that a swim diaper was a requirement for the rest of the day. The next thing she knew, Mary and Kathy had taken her to the bathroom where she replaced her Barbie swim suit bottoms for a swim diaper. They reported back to the guard desk and were sent back to the pool area. Ashlie had begged Mary to let them leave. Mary had said that this was ashlies fault and it was here idea. Mary was having a good time and they would leave in a little while. In the meantime, josh had assured Mary that he would babysit ashlie and make sure she did not get into any more trouble. Ashlie was in tears as she related the story and kelly was laughing and crying along with her. Kelly made sure it was all on tape and then set the camera down on a dresser across from the changing table. Ashlie looked at Jean and asked, “What am I going to do now? I've got to get out of here and come back to meet him for our dinner date.” “Well first we have to do is deal with your sunburn and get you out of these clothes. I think we should continue this charade for just a little while longer and I'll figure out a plan to extract you from the situation” Suddenly, kelly's voice became very firm, “But, if you do not do exactly as I tell you, I will stop helping you and I will tell joshua exactly who you are and what your plan was. How do you think he will react to knowing he was being spied on and taken for a fool?” ashlie suddenly felt the world beginning to move out of her control again. “You can't tell him! Besides the date, I work with him! I'd be ruined!” “Then let's get to work and make sure he does not find out. Even if things don't go exactly as planned tonight, we have to protect your secret.” The combination of the day in the sun, lots of exercise, and loss of control in her life was beginning to catch up with ashlie and she started to feel dizzy. “kelly, I feel dizzy.” kelly picked ashlie up and put her on the changing table. Ashlie objected and kelly quickly silenced her. Kelly acted like she heard a noise and ran over to look out the door. “Shhhh. I thought I heard something. You don't want them to hear us. And you need to refer to me as Mommy, not kelly.” Adrenaline started pumping in ashlie again and she whispered, “Nooo.” kelly told ashlie to be quiet so they can think the situation through. Kelly slips the child safety strap across ashlie, telling her it is in case anyone looks in. Kelly goes to the bathroom to get some supplies and returns to the bedroom. She tells ashlie they have to continue this masquerade for a little while longer till joshua leaves. Ashlie nods and agrees. Kelly says let's get this swim diaper off of you and get you cleaned up. Ashlie whispers, “Thank God, I am hot and I itch all over.” kelly tells her to work with her and they will get through this. Kelly pulls the swim diaper down to ashlie's ankles and says, “Oh my, you are all red. Let me put some medicine on that will stop this from developing into a rash.” kelly's concern and ashlie's rising fear level causes ashlie to quickly agree. Kelly runs into the bathroom and grabs a tube of Aloe Vera and stops. She reaches under the counter and grabs another tube. Returning to ashlie, kelly proudly shows her the green tube of Aloe Vera and says “Aloe Vera, it may hurt for a few minutes but after that you'll thank God we had it. Let's do your back first. Turn over.” ashlie says, “I can do it.” “No, you can not. First of all, you can't reach half your back. It will be faster for me to do this, so we can get back down stairs to your man.” Reminded of josh, ashlie is again embarrassed, but sees some logic in kelly's plan. She needs to get back into this situation to save her relationship with josh. As she turns over, kelly is greeted by ashlie's temporary tattoo saying “I Love Barbie.” “So, you are playing with Barbie’s again?” “Oh God....Kathy, josh's sister put that on my back. A bunch of the girls at the pool were playing with temporary tattoos and I thought I'd look silly not playing along with them. Take it off will you?” “I need to take off this swim top to get the tattoo off. I know it's embarrassing. But it seems much less than other things that you have been through today. Let me help you and we can quickly get back down to your man so you can win that bet.” kelly retrieved a hot wash cloth and some soap. It took little work to get the tattoo off, but ashlie began to complain about the hot cloth. In addition, kelly was greeted with a surprise. The sun had not penetrated the tattoo. But the areas around the tattoo were heavily burned. Christina would be proudly boasting her love for Barbie for the rest of the summer. This was clearly going to leave a readable mark. Kelly quickly covered ashlie's entire neck, back and legs. “I'm going to just get everything so I don't have to be careful where my hands run. Afterward, I'll wipe any excess off and later we can get a shower or bath so you can feel fully refreshed.” “OK” ashlie suddenly felt tired. She had not realized how much the sun and the long day had taken out of her. It was nice to feel someone rubbing lotion into her body. As kelly finished, she said, “Turn back over. It's a good thing this table has a water proof cover or this would be a terrible mess.” “Yeah, I feel all thankful you had a baby changing table that I fit on.” kelly told ashlie to close her eyes as she began to apply the Aloe Vera to ashlie's face covering her eyelids, forehead, and the rest of her face. Kelly wiped it away from her mouth and nose before applying more to ashlie's ears and neck. As she worked her way down ashlie's body, ashlie mentioned the conflicting cool and painful tingly feelings from the gel. Kelly let ashlie know that she is badly burned all around the seams of the swim suit she was wearing since its pattern was different than her other outfits. All the while, kelly is laughing to herself because ashlie has a perfect tan that does not look like a bikini, but is clearly a child’s two piece suit. Kelly finishes the torso and jumps down to the legs and feet. She works her way back up towards the top of ashlie's legs. As she reaches the top of her legs, kelly mentions that ashlie has a bad burn along top of her legs. She tells ashlie this is embarrassing, but she needs to spread her legs and let kelly apply some gel to her inner thighs. Kelly gets the second tube ready and spreads a white cream over ashlie's pubic area and along her inner thighs. The aloe gel is applied to the really burned areas. Ashlie was really relaxed when she felt kelly working the gel into her lower stomach and pubic bone area. It seemed strange. But the overall feeling was overwhelming and relaxing. So she just laid there and enjoyed it. “Now you need to sit here for a few minutes to let this work. Then I'll get a few wash clothes and clean away the excess. The longer your skin can absorb this lotion, the better you will feel in the long run.” “With this goop on my eyes, I can't open up my eyes?” “I know. Be careful because it would be bad if you got it in your eyes. It is important for you to lay still and let this work.” kelly went into the bathroom and prepared a small basin of warm water. Looking at herself in the mirror, she pondered the last few minutes. She wasn't sure what had come over her. Seeing ashlie in a swim diaper, looking to the entire world like a 7 or 8 year old child made her giddy. In her wildest dreams of how to embarrass or put ashlie in her place, something this wild had never crossed her mind. But, how could she pass this up. She had grabbed a tube of depilatory when she retrieved the Aloe Vera. And with ashlie lulled into a sense of comfort, she had applied the depilatory throughout her pubic region. In just a few more minutes, ashlie body would to all outward appearances return to that of the 7 or 8 year old that spent the day swimming with her supposed “boyfriend's” little sister and came home just a little while ago. The power kelly felt emboldened her as she wondered how she could continue to keep ashlie trapped in this charade. She had to convince ashlie that it was necessary to keep playing the child’s role. Kelly checked the closet and could hardly contain her excitement. She found one of Mary's old skirts from when she was younger. A more perfect outfit for this situation did not exist. It was a flared blue jean skirt with pink lace piping and a big Barbie patch. Along with it was a child’s halter top with Barbie's picture on an action background. It tied behind the neck and back. It would give full view to ashlie's Barbie love proclamation on her back. It would also be a perfect fit with this outfit. Kelly heard ashlie starting to complain that some of her salve was beginning to itch. “kelly, can't we move this along? I'm beginning to itch and almost burn.” “Hold on. I'm getting things together. Don't touch your face or we may have to go to the hospital to get your eyes washed out. And call me mommy. What if someone hears you?” “Oh, OK. But let's get moving. I feel ridiculous.” You should, thought kelly. But, she was confident, it will get worse. Kelly ran over to her room and grabbed a bottle of fruit punch she had been sipping on while working in the house. Returning to the bathroom, she crushed up a few muscle relaxants and a diuretic pill. Returning, to ashlie, she said, “Hey are you thirsty?” “I'm dry as a bone. Anything would be wonderful.” “I have some fruit punch. Let me help you sip some and we'll get to cleaning you up.” kelly lifted ashlie's head up and helped her drink some of the punch. Ashlie wolfed down almost half the bottle. “Man that is great. I guess I haven't had anything to eat or drink in hours.” “You know, when you are at the pool or playing you should always remember to get enough liquids or you could hurt yourself.” “kelly, you're sounding like my mother.” “Then don't act like a child. And call me Mommy. You should have known better than to not have anything to drink or eat for that length of time.” ashlie was beginning to feel like a kid that had screwed up. But, man that drink sure tasted great. “Can I have some more of the punch?” “Sure. Here.” kelly helped her to hold her head up again and ashlie wolfed down the rest of the drink. “Let me get you cleaned up.” kelly had several wash clothes and as she wiped the cream from ashlie's pubic area, every hair came with it. “Ooh, thank God. That was really beginning to itch.” “Give me a few minutes and we'll have you all cleaned up.” kelly found a few places where there were large daubs of Aloe Vera and she rubbed it in further or wiped away the excess. And finally, she cleaned off the excess from ashlie's face. The sunburn was really beginning to show now that she had been out of the sun for a while. “I'm going to put some lotion on your face. It's really dry. We’ve got to avoid those wrinkles.” kelly said cheerily. Kelly then grabbed a baby wipe from under the table and used it to wipe up and clean up the areas where the depilatory had been applied. Ashlie was starting to really relax. It was a combination of lots of playing in the sun and water along with the pills she just gave her. She didn't even complain when kelly slipped some child's cotton panties up her legs and pulled up the skirt. Ashlie seemed to almost be in a daze. As she helped ashlie into a sitting position, she fitted the halter top around her neck and tied it in back. The child’s halter was thick cotton that eliminated any idea of actual breasts. A few sweeps of the brush and a pink head band completed her look. Ashlie still seemed out of it. “Hey, we need to get back down to your boy friend.” “Oh! I was almost falling asleep.” ashlie hopped down from the table and slipped on the sandals she had been wearing when she returned home from the pool. Kelly beamed. It could not have worked out better. And she didn't even have a plan.

Kelly led the way down the stairs and turned into the living room where joshua, Kathy and Mary were talking. “josh, I'm sorry for the delay. I had to get little annie cleaned up.” “It's no problem. You have a lovely home.” “While we're waiting for ashlie, would you like a glass of wine?” “Mary, why don't you take annie and Jerry's sister Kathy outside to play while I fix dinner? Make sure they don't get dirty. You are responsible, so keep an eye on them.” annie whined, “I don't want to go outside. I want to stay in here with you guys.” Look, I don't need kids under my feet while I try to put a nice dinner together. Please be a big girl and go outside and play for a few minutes while I get things going. Facing away from josh, kelly gave ashlie a serious look. Ashlie and the others exited into the back yard. The girls wanted to play tag and annie reluctantly agreed to play. They ran back and forth around the swing set and the lawn furniture. Ashlie's mind wasn't all there and she sort of relaxed and tried to have some fun. Meanwhile, kelly and joshua were on their second drink getting to know each other. With no sign of ashlie, “The Date”, kelly suggested to josh that she would set the table for three adults and the kids and when ashlie showed up, she could join them. Since they had not heard from ashlie, joshua was not sure how to handle the situation. This released some of josh's tension and he began to relax more. The two of them were soon in a nice banter about local politics, movies and television. Kelly grilled up a nice sirloin, a mixed green salad, some hot dogs and tater tots. Kelly called the kids and everyone sat down to the table. She served up a prepared plate of hot dogs and tater tots to annie and Kathy. She sliced sections of the sirloin and served them to joshua and Mary. Ashlie was at a loss of what to say. Here she was playing the kid. But, she did not want to eat a hot dog. She started to ask kelly a question when she was cut short. “annie, you know the rules. You eat what is put in front of you. No complaining.” kelly and josh continued to talk and get to know each other while annie and the other kids ate their dinner. Ashlie was fuming. She nibbled at her dinner and watched kelly and josh. She was getting more and more upset. But Mary kept interrupting her thoughts. Mary was watching her mother, josh and ashlie. Mary could tell ashlie was upset but she was hiding it well. Mary kept up banter with Kathy and annie asking questions about school and other activities. Ashlie had to pay attention to keep her answers in character. That was difficult since, annie was unsure exactly what her character was. Mary attended a public school and, apparently, so did annie. Kathie attended St. Catherine’s parish grade school.

In the midst of an animated description of some of today’s activities at the pool, Kathy swung her arms around and spilled red Kool-Aid on the table, herself and of course annie. The girls screamed. Kelly and Mary jumped up. Mary grabbed the glass and tried to minimize the damage to the tablecloth or the floor. Kelly grabbed a couple of kitchen towels and was drying off the two girls. Josh sat helplessly by watching the melee. Gesturing towards Kathie and annie, kelly told Mary, “Now that we have these two blotted down, let’s get them into the bathroom and get them cleaned up.” “Okay you two, let’s go upstairs and get changed.” Mary herded the two girls up stairs and into the bathroom. “Off with your clothes!” She directed. Mary leaned over and started the water in the huge jet tub. Kathy had removed her shorts and shoes and was working on her socks. Annie was standing there in a daze. Suddenly, Mary grabbed her and said, “Honey, let me help you.” She unhooked the now red halter top. Annie grabbed it to cover her chest and Mary tugged her skirt down. Ashlie was caught off guard and let go of the top in an attempt to block Mary. It turned out that ashlie's panties got caught with her skirt and she was now nude. “Stop, what are you doing?” “Mom wants you two cleaned up. You’re covered in sticky Kool-Aid.” As she threw the halter and skirt into the corner, Kathy was dutifully climbing into the huge tub. Mary grabbed annie and put her in the tub standing. Annie immediately yelled at her but sat down to get some protection. “This is crazy. I’m not a kid! I’m getting out of here.” Kathy was beginning to get agitated. “Why are we both in the tub together? Kelly stepped into the bathroom. “Honey, I know you are a big girl now, but (emphasis) MOMMY wants you to work with me in this emergency while we get you two cleaned up. KNOCK IT OFF.” She was glaring at annie. Ashlie choked on her last outburst. She was staring at kelly. Kelly was staring at her. “Tell mommy you are going to get cleaned up and show josh and Kathy what a big girl you are.” ashlie took a deep breath. She remembered that josh was here and who she was. “Okay mommy.” ashlie tried to relax. Kelly grabbed some washcloths and the soap. Annie let me help you and Kathy with your shampoo. We need to get the chlorine out of your hair from the pool. She poured shampoo on Kathy’s head and then put some in her hands. She began a scalp massage of annie's hair. At that moment, josh popped in the door and said, “Hey, let me give you a hand with the girls. Annie's head was covered in lather and her eyes were closed as she sucked in a gasp of air. Could this nightmare get any worse? Josh knelt at the other end of the tub and began lathering up Kathy’s hair. “I help Kathy with her baths all the time.” “You know there are people that might suggest there was something wrong with that.” kelly suggested. Josh retorted, “You know, I don't understand men that can look at a young body and get turned on,” josh pointed with one hand at annie and then towards Kathy “I mean what could someone possibly see in these two children’s bodies that would interest a real man? Myself, I think it is disgusting. I prefer women, like you. I hope I am not speaking out of place.” annie, looking through the soap on her face, sees josh looking at her and realizes that he has no interest in her body. Ashlie is losing any remaining self confidence and is totally embarrassed. She can not understand how this day has come to this. Looking to kelly, annie notices kelly is blushing. “No josh, every woman appreciates a compliment. And I prefer a man, like you. I'm very glad we got to meet this evening.” What was happening? Her sister in-law was flirting with her man while she was in the room. Just as suddenly, she had the realization that she was at this moment to all appearances a child. A naked Child! And her “Man” had just declared her body disgusting and unappealing. Annie could no longer hold back and broke down in tears.

When the girls were done with their baths, kelly suddenly grabbed annie under her arms and pulled her out of the bath. She placed her standing nude facing josh. A towel was quickly wrapped around her and she continued to whimper as her life seemed to be slipping away. Josh was drying off Kathy when Mary entered the room carrying two blanket sleepers and some juvenile underwear with Barbie on it. As both girls were dressed, Mary said, “Let’s get the girls dressed and I’ll read them some stories before bed.” “What? Is Kathy sleeping here?” “That is a great idea.” kelly said. “You two can sleep in the second bedroom. Josh and I will wait for ashlie to arrive. I am really starting to get worried about her. Won’t you girls have a good time? It’s so great making new friends.” kelly was looking straight at ashlie. Kathy cheered and was obviously excited about the sleepover. “Mary, take Kathy into the bedroom. I need to talk to annie for a minute in my bedroom. Josh is this all okay with you?” “Yes, great. I’ll wait for you downstairs. Good night Kathy.” He kissed his sister good night and went down to the family room. Annie and kelly moved into the master bedroom and closed the door. Annie was standing in an all over flannel blanket sleeper with pandas. Her hair was combed straight and she looked like the perfect little 8 year-old. “kelly what is going on?” “It’s Mommy not kelly. And I think we need to discuss a couple of things right now. First, I think you can agree that you lost the bet. Right?” “I didn’t go on the date.” “The bet was that you would be naked with josh and you would get laid. In case you missed it, you were naked with josh and you will not be getting laid. Right?” “Yes, I guess.” “Well, annie, I think we need to clarify the bet and what is going to happen in the near future. Otherwise, I am prepared to be totally honest with josh and tell him exactly what is going on here. What are your thoughts on that?” ashlie was looking up at kelly (mommy) while dressed as a child and was beginning to feel trapped. In fact, she was at a loss at this moment as to what she should say. She felt what little control she had slipping away. Kelly said, “We need to document this.” kelly turned and set the video camera on and aimed it at ashlie in her outfit. “now ashlie...for the camera, please tell us exactly how we got where we are now.” ashlie again walked through all the details of the day. Kelly prodded her for more detail on several issues including documenting their bath and her present outfit. They discussed the sleepover with her new 8 year old friend and then moved on to their bet. Kelly said, “As I remember from earlier, we agreed the bet was that if I won, either you would come to my house for three weekends and be my maid or you would babysit Mary for a week while I can go on vacation. You also emphasized that “You should always wear clothes that are appropriate for your station in life.” Does that sound about right?” “Yes kelly that sounds right.” “It’s Mommy and don’t make that mistake again. I think that it is inappropriate for you to be my maid and I have come around to your thinking regarding wearing clothes that are appropriate for your station in life. I believe that you will agree that I can not have a little girl baby sit for a big girl like Mary. Right?” ashlie was getting apprehensive and tentatively answered, “Yes I guess that sounds right? But, I’m not a little girl.” “Have you looked at yourself in a mirror? I think that I want the week. But, for that week, you will be annie; just like you are now. In fact, I want my week to start right now. You will remain annie for the next seven days starting tomorrow at noon. Today and tonight was your own fault. You have admitted that on tape already. Do you agree?” “Now, wait a minute, kelly?” Slap. Annie was knocked backwards by the hand slap to her face. “I told you to call me mommy. Every time you call me kelly instead of mommy, I am going to add a day to your penalty for losing the bet. Starting, now.” “Do you agree to these terms?” “What about work? I have a job.” “I think that ashlie is in the bathroom at her apartment throwing up with shivers and a fever. You are going to call the office and tell them you have the flu and you will be out for a few days. Frankly, I want you to remain as you are so I can ensure you live up to the penalty.” “I want you to agree, now. Or we are going to go down and tell josh everything. What is your decision?” ashlie felt like her reality was spinning away. How could she get out of this? She couldn’t see a way out. She needed to pay the bet and get this over with. “Okay, I agree, I guess?” “And you agree that you will extend your penalty for one day for any transgressions like calling me kelly? You are an 8 year old girl named annie. You are nothing more than that for the penalty period. I am the mommy. You are the child. Do you understand?” It felt like the terms were evolving. “Yes I understand..…Mommy.” It seemed like she almost had to choke out the words. “Just to be clear, if you misbehave, your penalty will be extended, but I will feel free to discipline you as any 8 year old should be. Now you need to stay in character and get going to your little slumber party with your new best friend.” As annie was trying to absorb the discipline aspects of that statement, kelly opened the door and pushed ashlie out. They walked across the hall and into the other bedroom. Mary had gotten several Dr. Seuss books out so the girls could practice their reading before falling asleep. Kelly quickly returned to her room to take the tape out of the recorder and hide it away. She grabbed her digital camera. She looked in on the girls to see them reading the “Cat in the Hat” together while sitting next to each other on the bed. Kelly quickly grabbed a few shots of the girls to add to her expanding collection of documentation of ashlie's demise. Kelly left Mary to take care of putting the girls to bed. With a smile on her face and ideas flying around her head, kelly went down stairs to work on the man awaiting her. With an evil grin, she thought, maybe josh will get laid tonight.

A bad case of mistaken identity

A bad case of mistaken identity.

Chapter 1: The Meeting “Hello, I’m Ashlie,” I said as I extending my hand “You must be Nicole? Your mother has told me a lot about you!” The young woman seemed a bit taken back by something, and hesitated for a few uncomfortable moments before accepting the outstretched hand in greeting, and inviting me in. I watched Nicole move to the side and follow me with her eyes as I entered the house. “Is something the matter?” I inquired. Nicole looked down at me with fastanation “Um.. no. Not really,” replied the young woman. I could see that she was looking me over, from head to toe. “You're just a bit different than I expected?” she said. I took a look around the room before saying “Oh? How so?” Nicole closed the door and turned to me “Well… you're just a bit shorter and younger than I assumed. I mean, when my mom told me one of her business associates would be staying with me, I her thought you'd be.. you know.. more like her age?” I thought about Nicole's mother, a rather severe and dour woman whose looks showed every one of her 36 years. In contrast, I was a rather young looking 26 years old. Being Under five feet tall, I was keenly aware how easily I was mistaken a younger than my true age. But despite my looks, I was self-confident, perhaps hip to the fact that I was already on the corporate fast-track, having been hired by a top employer right after completing high school. I had recently become acquainted with Nicole's mother, Trisha McGee, a woman of intimidating reputation but tremendously influential in the company. My talent had caught her attention shortly after joining the company, and a professional friendship had quickly developed. As a result, when Trisha was unexpectedly summoned to an important meeting out of town, she had asked me to do her the great favor of staying at her house to keep an eye on her unruly daughter while she was away. Never having met her daughter before, I was somewhat reluctant. But being asked be Trisha for a favor was not something to be casually dismissed. Trisha could truly help my already fast-paced advancement move along even more swiftly. So, more out of self-interest for my job than any real sense of friendly assistance, I had agreed to watch her daughter. Unfortunately Trisha had not been able to stay long enough to even introduce her daughter. So this moment at the front door was the first I’d ever met Nicole. Trisha had explained that Nicole was 16 years old, and just about to graduate to the ninth grade. Though she was very intelligent, Trisha was worried about her grades. Nicole did not seem to like to do her school work at all. which is the reason she had asked me to stay with her, rather than leaving her alone. Nicole was to stay home and focus on homework, rather than spending the weekend shopping at the mall or going to parties with her friends. I was warned not to let her manipulate me into letting her go out. something she was supposedly very good at. It was no wonder Nicole was popular at parties, I thought as I looked at her. She possessed a statuesque physique, reminding me of a dancer or model. Her large dark eyes and developed chest, her long straight, dark brunette hair gave her a striking, and attention getting appearance. I felt a twinge of jealousy, as Nicoles looks reminded me of the physical flaws I had always had to compensate for, from my short height and young looks, to my higher pitched voice. Being treated seriously had always been a struggle for me, that meant I had to work extra hard to achieve my success. Perhaps thats why I felt uncomfortable, as Nicole looked down on me from her natural height advantage. It was likely just lingering insecurity, but I thought I caught the hint of a smirk, an amused twinkle in her eye, as Nicole recovered from her surprise. “Well please come in, my Mom said youd be staying here. Do you have any luggage I can help you with?” I looked up to her “Unfortunately, I don't. I came here straight from work. I was hoping to run to my house in a bit to pick up a few things, but your mother asked me to stop by here right away to check up on you.” Nicole visibly bristled a bit at that. Trisha had warned me that her daughter had a hard time with the fact that her mother still checked up on her like she wasn't capable of looking after herself. But it was an unavoidable aspect of this visit. There would be no need for me to be here at all, except for the fact that her mother in fact did not believe she was capable of properly looking after herself. “Well as you can see, I’m doing just FINE!!,” Nicole remarked in a crisp voice with a hint of offense. “Oh, no need to be that way about it?,” I offered. “There’s no shame in being a kid. You’ll be out on your own soon enough. You’re lucky right now to have your mother still looking out for you. A lot of kids aren’t that lucky.” nicole rolled her eyes "well being a kid sucks! No one listens to you! And you constantly are getting told what to do!" Ashlie forced a smile " what are you talking about kiddo! As a kid you get to go to sleepovers, and everything is done for you! Trust me nicole, I wish I could be a KID again!" Perhaps I over-emphasized the “kid” part a bit more than necessary due to my own insecurity. But the comment seemed to have the right effect, as Nicole’s shoulders lost their the defensive tension and relaxed. “I suppose you're right? ” she admitted. “That's certainly what my mom tells me all the time.” I relaxed a little from the tension “Well its true, Now before I run off, your mom mentioned some boxes of old clothing? She said you were going through your closets and asked if I would run the old clothes to Goodwill on my way.” nicole nodded yes and affirmed “thats right, Come on up to my room. I’m almost finished getting them ready.” I set my purse down on a small table next to the door, and followed Nicole up the large spiral staircase to her upstairs

Chapter 2. Clothes Make the Girl Entering Nicole's room I was somewhat surprised to see mature and refined decor. I had expected to see the typical teen-girl clutter: hunk-posters, stuffed animals, and school memorabilia. Without looking at me “Mom just let me move down to this room recently, she explained as if reading my thoughts. “My old room is down the hall. I’m really eager to leave all that kid stuff behind. Getting rid of these old clothes is part of it” I noticed one box already full, and another about half full of carefully maintained clothing. Clearly Nicole's style had changed a lot. Compared to the jeans and form fitting black top she was wearing now, some of these old clothes seemed positively frivolous. There was the typical little sailor dress, a few frilly party outfits. Even the everyday clothing showed a predominance of pinks and lace and heart designs. Very little about them suggested the maturing-too-quickly rebel who was towering over me now. Pictures on the walls and on the dresser of the room confirmed her suspicion. There was Nicole at 10 years old, in a pink party dress beribboned pig-tails in her hair. There she was at 12, still looking very much the little girl in her little sailor dress. And there she was at 14, now looking awkward and embarrassed to be photographed in perhaps already overly childish clothes for a girl who was already looking like a young woman. As I looked at the pictures I said “You know? you shouldn’t be so eager to dismiss your childhood, Some day you’ll look back on these days fondly and wish for them back” Nicole got a sour look on her face. “I doubt it, You have no idea what it’s like.” I laughed out loud, “Oh I think I do. I was a little girl once too. And unlike you, I was always very short for my age, which made it even more difficult to be taken seriously.” I turned from the pictures and Nicole got that amused half-smirk on her face again, making me feel uncomfortable in an odd way. “Yes, you have one on me there. you are ittie bittie!” Nicole walked to her closet and pulled out another outfit, moving to put it in the box. But before she did she stopped short and looked the clothing. She held it up and gave a playful look to ashlie. It was a plaid jumper with a white, peter-pan collared blouse underneath. A school uniform by the looks of it. “You know ashlie, when I wore this I was in the sixth grade. I was about the size you are now.” ashlie cocked her head in confusion, What was this girl driving at? Ashlie looked at the jumper for a second “Um..Oh? ha ha. You’re teasing me about my height!” Nicole smirked a little wider. “No I just noticed something? I’ll bet you could fit into this outfit if you wanted!” This caused me to look at the uniform with new eyes. It was certainly a cute little outfit for a girl. But I couldn’t imagine myself in such an outfit. Expensive tailored business suits were my “uniform” of choice for the past 5 years. And even when casual, I took pains to portray a professional, accomplished image. “Umm…I..uh.." stammered in confusion for a moment, and then let out a nervous giggle. “Oh you’re just teasing me.” Nicole’s expression turned into a slight sneer as she dangeled the jumper in front of me, “You see? You’re not so eager to recapture those childhood memories you pretend to be so fond of. Your all talk.” Ah-ha! I now realized I was being tested by Nicole. Nicole’s rejection of her own childhood was her way viewing the way all adults really felt about it, despite their words. I dident want her to think I'm all talk so I said “No, Nicole. It’s not like that at all!” nicole stopped dangling the jumper “Suuuuure, it isn’t.” she sarcastically remarked. “I’m serious Nicole,” I tried to explain. “Just because I won’t put on your old uniform, it doesn’t mean I think childhood is something bad.” she stood straight up “Not bad for me, it seems!!” Nicole shot back. “But too degrading for you? Just like all the other adults. You can talk a good game, but you obviously don’t really believe a word you say.” I put my hands up in a calming manner “I didn’t say anything about it being degrading,” I replied defensively. “I think your old uniform is....very cute. And Nothing to be remotely ashamed of.” nicole rolled her eyes and tapped her foot “But you won’t put it on?” Nicole stated blankly, in a tone that suggested utter disbelief. I thought to myself for a moment, and realized my resistance did seem a bit irrational. If it would help Nicole overcome her hang-ups, my weekend staying with her would probably go a bit smoother. And besides, I might win a few points in Trisha’s eyes. I looked up to nicole as she looked down on me “Well if it means so much to you, I’ll put it on.” I offered, feeling rather generous with that offer. Nicole’s expression immediately changed to one of glee that seemed a bit way out of proportion for the simple offer. I assumed it must be due to that deep psychological hang-up over her own childhood. But I had no time to ponder that as Nicole became a whir of activity and instructions. she helped me out of my dress jacket and said “You can hang your jacket here!" As she pointed to the closet "and I’ll get a skirt hangar for your skirt!" She pointed to my legs and I looked down "Oh no! the pantyhose have to come off too, I have knee socks for you,Your shoe size is a 5?" I nodded yes as I silliped out of my skirt "Here! these Mary Janes are a 5!” Before I knew it I was standing there in only my underwear, a rather stylish navy blue bra and panty set, with an under-wire push-up. I felt exposed and foolish, crossing my arms protectively in front of myself. Nicole suddenly paused as she turned from the closet where she had hung my suit and seemed to be looking at my body as if trying to sort out some question in her mind. “Hmmm…..no, that underwear won’t do either? I’ll have to find you something more appropriate!” I was begging to feel like this had gone a bit further than I had intended it to, and tried to mention something about it. But I found my self-confidence was not quite where it had been a short while ago. “Um...Nicole, I.. I think this is good enough? just to try on the outfit?” In contrast, Nicole seemed quite a bit more confident at the moment, and brushed my comment aside, “Nonsense! The whole point of wearing the outfit is to see how it feels. And that means the whole outfit from head to toe!” She searched through one of her drawers for a moment and came out with a pair of white cotton panties decorated with my little ponys. “Here. These are some old ones of mine. They’re perfect for this look!” I reluctantly accepted them, looking at them with obvious reluctance. “Um.. Nicole I don’t know about this?” Nicole walked right up to me and put her hands to her hips and stared down at me, now that I was out of my 2 inch pumps, her height advantage was even more apparent. I had to look past her chest to see her eyes. She bent forward and said “You’re backing out already? SEE! I knew you were full of it!” as she stared straight into my eyes My growing insecurity was in conflict with my initial impulse to prove my point even if that point seemed a bit unimportant at the moment. Nicole cocked her head and said "well?" I really dident know what to say and and I replied. “No..I’m..uh..I just would like a little privacy to put the rest on?” Nicole stood straight back up and returned to a more positive mood. “Oh, ok? I understand that.” She walked back to the dresser. “Before I go, would you prefer a training bra, or a t-shirt to match the panties?” I was dumbfounded at that question “Um.. err..” I struggled, not terribly fond of either idea. Nicole immediately decided for me, “I think the training bra is better,” she offered, handing me the simple white garment. “That’s more sixth grade. Just starting to blossom.” And with that, Nicole walked from the room mentioning something about needing to make a phone call. I yelled "hey?" And nicole stopped. "Who are you calling?" She smiled down to me and replied "oh I was just suppose to call someone about a job?" I dident like the way she smirked after saying that but dismissed it and said "ok, I'm going to change now." Nicoled smile and closed the door. I stared at the childishly plain undergarments. Such a contrast to the expensive and elegant ones I was accustomed to wearing. I had long believed in dressing myself as elegantly on the inside as on the outside. It was always a subtle reminder of my style and perhaps my status, I suppose. That made this little act of underwear changing more diminishing than I had expected. Nonetheless, I told myself to follow through for the sake of Nicole. If this little gesture would gain her trust, I told myself it wasn’t such a big deal. My movements a bit clumsier then usual, due to my underlying nervousness, I slipped out of my stylish panties and bra. Quickly sliding into the new cotton panties, I was at least rewarded by the fact that they seemed comfortable, and fit well. The training bra was a slightly different matter, forcing my big breasts to flatten against my chest was Not terribly comfortable. But with a little adjusting, it became simply a matter of getting used to the slight restriction, and serious discomfort. The blouse was next. Buttoning it up, I noted the contrast. The slightly stiff fabric was nothing like my expensive blouses. But I welcomed the jumper to cover it. The jumper Almost being the key to the whole outfit. As I tugged it into place, and smoothed it down, I felt instantly ridiculous. The pleats flared out, making me feel uncomfortably exposed. Nicole was proven if anything, to have slightly overestimated my size. The jumper was actually slightly too large on me, making me feel even more uncomfortable. It amplified the impression of my small stature. Not bothering to look at my appearance in the mirror, I was determined to get this over with as quickly as possible. I sat on the bed and tugged the white knee socks into place. Without much more thought, I stepped into the black patent leather Mary-Jane's, fastening the buckles and standing just in time for Nicole to come bursting back through the door, now a bigger blur of hyperactivity. Nicole stopped dead in her tracks the moment she saw me, a look of pure amazement on her face. The intensity of her gaze made me self-consciously shift nervously from one foot to the other. “Um… so how do I look?” I asked, tugging at the hem of the jumper and displaying more nervousness than I intended. “Almost perfect!” Nicole replied with that same intensity. “Come on. Lets get that makeup off you and get you some more appropriate jewelry” She grabbed me by the wrist and whisked me over to a seat in front of a makeup mirror. I wondered why she was in such a hurry. There Nicole took out a cloth and some Noxema. Before I could protest my face was being scrubbed clean of my expensive and tastefully applied lipstick, blush, eyeliner and mascara. As I blinked my eyes the scrubbing was finished, I noticed how I looked in the mirror. Not my usual self at all. Nicole quickly applied some other makeup, but only pink blush and some cherry flavored lip gloss. Far-less sophisticated than I was used to. She also clasped a tiny multi color candy necklace around my neck, as well as giving me some friendship bracelets to replace my designer watch. She whirled me around, facing me away from the mirror before I had a chance to look, and examined me with that same intensity. I realized I was feeling less and less confident around this girl, and tried to gather my composure by staring at the floor, rather than looking her in the eye. “I think just the hair is left!” Nicole remarked. But as I started to protest, she simply ignored me and began unpinning and brushing out my hair from its carefully done professional style, into a shoulder length simpler one. I swallowed up my protest, hoping to get this over with as quickly as possible now, and was surprised by two quick SNIPS from scissors, giving me girlish bangs. “Hey!” I objected. “That was an expensive hairstyle!” Nicole didn't even bother to reply. I was beginning to feel she was intentionally treating me like a child, and I was trying not to let it get to me. She rummaged a bit in a drawer, and came back with two white barrettes in the shape of butterflies. With quick snaps, she fastened them into place on either side of my head, holding the longer strands of hair out of my face. Which emphasizing the bangs even more. With a surprisingly strong tug, she pulled me to my feet and whirled me around to face the mirror. I gasped at the image reflected. My hand flew to my mouth to cover up my open-jawed shock. I looked nothing like myself at all. Staring back from the mirror at me was a real child! Not just some adult playing dress up. The girl in the mirror seemed awkward and embarrassed. But the taller, older girl standing behind her, who seemed to look 5 or 6 years her older then Ashley now, seemed very pleased and extremely confident in what she had done. I suddenly felt trapped and exposed. Standing there in such supremely childish clothing, I found myself actually envying the more mature and more womanly clothing Nicole wore. While Nicole's curves and sex-appeal were accented, I felt almost beneath sexual desirability now. My chest looked small, and the outfit camouflaged what there was. The jumper masked any curves I possessed. I felt a growing sensation of being suddenly different and excluded from the entire adult world. I felt a sudden desperation to escape, to tear off these clothes, and put my own back on. But at that moment I was startled, hearing the doorbell ring. Before I knew what was happening, Nicole tugged me quickly by the arm out from the room and into the hallway. “Wh… what's going on?” I demanded, as I found myself meekly stumbling along behind Nicole in confusion. “Just play along” Nicole replied without looking back.“You look so good I want to see if we can fool my friend!” “Umm… I don't know?” I said, tugging back in resistance. “I think I should just change back.” Nicole turned and fixed me with a glare. “So are you saying you'd be ashamed if someone assumed you were a child? That its beneath you to be taken the way I am every day?” Gosh, she had me there. That was exactly the problem I was trying to help her overcome. I simply couldn't back out now without reinforcing her problem with that. So I tried to keep my nerves, telling myself it was all just a little game. “Um…n..no, I’m not saying that?” I replied in confusion “Great!” said Nicole, spinning around and now easily tugging me along with her to answer the door. I suppose I’d have to play along with this little “game” after all. But surely I would be recognized as an adult really quickly,

Chapter 3. What a Tangled Web We

answered the door, and I found myself shyly standing behind her. Almost trying to hide myself. From the childish hairstyle, to the plaid-pleated uniform, to the knee socks, to the Mary Jane's. There was nothing about my appearance I truly wanted anyone to see at the moment. “Thanks for coming Beth!” said Nicole, as another girl about the same age entered. Though not quite as tall as Nicole, she seemed a little more fit, and wore a sweater with a logo indicating she was in some type of club . I looked up at her short reddish brown hair, and freckles, as she peeked past Nicole to spot me. “And this must be ashlie!,” she said with a smile that seemed a little patronizing. She extended her hand, “I’m Beth. Nice to meet you.” Gosh, how awkward I felt. Beth was clearly fooled by my childish appearance, speaking to me like I was a shy child. And in a way, that's exactly how I felt at the moment, as I shook her hand weakly and mumbled “umm… n.. nice to meet you.” “Oh aren't you a bashful little thing?” Beth giggled. “Don't worry, I don't bite.” This caused me to simply blush and nervously tug at the hem of my pleated jumper. “So, you go to Saint pat's? What grade are you in?” she asked. For a moment I blanked at her question, until I remembered that I was wearing a school uniform. Saint pat's was a local girls school. “Ummm….Y.. yes.” I offered uncertainly. “Ashlie is in sixth grade this year!,” Nicole offered in a tone which sounded helpful. “Her mother and mine work together. And She's staying with me for the weekend, while they're away on another business trip.” Why that made me blush so deeply, I don't know? It was a perfectly plausible story. But I hated to have it implied that Nicole was the one taking care of me instead of the other way around. And I especially hated to hear that I was so easily assumed to be a sixth-grader, when in fact I already had an MBA and a career! I silently hoped that Nicole was already satisfied with our little game, and would send Beth off shortly. “Ashlie, why don't you go watch some T.V while Beth and I talk for a little bit” Nicole offered. while I didn't feel great about being dismissed from the room like I was a child. But obviously our little game had worked, and I had no desire to reveal the truth now. It seemed more embarrassing than funny from my perspective. So I just nodded and quickly scurried off into the living room, grabbed the remote, plopped down on the sofa and clicked on the television. I had hoped Nicole and Beth would finish soon, but I supposed it didn't matter much. At least she wasn't going out dressed like this. In the privacy of the living room, I didn't feel nearly as self-conscious about my childish attire. I actually let myself relax a bit, and forgot about the girls in the other room. Suddenly, I heard Nicole tell Beth, “I’ll be back in a little while. Thanks for the help.” And the door quickly slammed shut. I leapt to my feet and darted toward the front door. Beth was standing there smiling at me expectantly. “Where did Nicole go?” I asked, unable to contain the urgency from my voice. I was supposed to be the one keeping her home, and within the first hour of being here, she was off! “Oh don't worry” Beth replied in annoyingly calm manner. “She's just going out for a little while to pick up a couple things. I’m staying with until she gets back” My eyes opened wide in surprise. Beth was staying with me? What on earth for? and then it hit me. The way I was dressed…then the little “game” Nicole had me play along to…the hushed conversation in the other room… “Y.. You cant mean you're BABYSITTING me!” Beth gave a friendly, but annoyingly condescending smile. “Well you don't have to call it that if it makes you feel embarrassed. Nicole told me you were a little sensitive about the topic.” My face flushed with anger, partially at myself. How could I have let myself be tricked into this by that girl! I was warned she was manipulative! And now, I was forced to confront the embarrassing situation and confess the real situation to Beth. The joke wasn't going to be on Beth, it was on me! I tried to calm myself. “Um.. Beth. I have a little confession to make” Beth quizzically raised an eyebrow as I continued. “Nicole and I were playing a little trick on you. You see, I’m not really a child at all.” Beth crossed her arms in front of herself, “Oh, really?” she asked with a skeptical look. I was a bit annoyed to be hit with such skepticism by this girl, but I realized the fault was mostly mine, so I tried not to let it get to me. “I’m afraid so. You see, I was asked by Nicole's mother to stay with her this weekend, and see that she does her homework rather than going out to parties.” Beth now broke into a smirk. “Nicole's mom hired a junior-high student to baby-sit Nicole? did she now?” “No!” I yelled, becoming openly frustrated with the situation. “I told you I’m not really a child!” Beth looked me over “You just happen to wear a school uniform from St. Pat's in your free time I suppose?” Beth said, in a tone becoming openly mocking to ashley. “I told you! Listen to me! we were playing a trick on you!!” I said with a stamp of my foot “Nicole and I were going through her closet and...Oh never mind! The point is that I was only pretending to be a junior high student. To see if it would fool you!” “Ohhhh, you were trying to fool me when we met?” Beth replied, clearly not convinced of my story. “Yes! Yes! That's what I saying!” I yelled, not able to keep the frustration out of my voice. “And you're NOT trying to fool me now?” Beth replied with a hint of a “gotcha” in her voice. “Of course that's not it! I’m really an adult! This outfit is all part of the trick! Look, I can prove it if you wont believe me? I have my drivers license in my purse.” I snapped with frustration. Beth looked amused but some what curious. “Well lets see this drivers license then?” she said with a sarcastic smile. “My purse is sitting right next to the…” I turned toward the little table next to the front door, only to see it was empty. A quick glance to all sides and didn't locate it anywhere. “But…it…it was sitting right here? by the front door! I swear, you gotta believe me! ” I explained. “Nicole must have taken it! Call her!” I heard “Ahem!” as Beth cleared her throat behind me. “Are you sure you don't mean this?” she was holding up a bright pink backpack, that seemed to have books and folders inside of it. On the outside was a piece of masking tape with the words “Property of Ashlie” written on it in large childish letters. “That is not mine!” I snapped. Beth shrugged her shoulders, she was looking less amused now. “OK, but I believe this is where you'll find the homework Nicole told me you were supposed to do?” My eyes opened wide with surprise. “Homework? But…but I told you, I am NOT actually a child! I don't HAVE homework!” “Nicole told me you might pull something like this. I’m trying to stay nice, but I’m losing patience young lady.” Beth replied with an increasingly clipped tone. This was just absurd. Here was this….teenager, holding a ridiculous looking backpack out to me and expecting ME to meekly take it and do HOMEWORK?!! It was time to put this little missy in her place. It wasn't her fault that Nicole pulled this trick, but I knew it was time to end this once and for all. I put my hands on my hips, let my anger show on my face and put my foot down. “Now you listen to ME, young… LADY!” I emphasized those words very clearly to let her know just who the adult was. “I have already told YOU the true situation here, and I will not, WILL NOT, play this little game no matter what you think about it. Am I clear?” To my surprise, Beth didn't look remotely chastened or disturbed by my words. She calmly set down the pack, and straightened herself back up with a sigh. “I was hoping that it didn't have to come to this? I tried to be friendly, But that's obviously not going to work with you” I was A little shaken by not getting my expected response from her, I nonetheless tried it again “DID…did you hear me? I said I’m not putting up with any more!” “Oh I heard you loud and clear” replied Beth in that disturbingly calm tone. “ and you've completely convinced me that you wont ‘play’ as you call it? without a little extra motivation. And that's just what I intend to provide.” And with that she walked directly up to me and grabbed me by the wrist. I hadn't realized that she was so much taller. I found myself just staring at her in shock from her sudden aggression! I tugged to pull free, but found her strength to be tremendous. And without another word she turned and strode from the front door into the living room, pulling me helplessly and awkwardly behind her. “Wh… what are you doing?” I gasped after her, sounding worried and unsure, even to myself. “L…let GO!” Without bothering to respond she turned and seated herself on the sofa, and with another quick tug from her I found myself sprawling through the air, only to land face-down across her lap. My instant reaction was to try to scramble to my feet, but within a few moments of futile struggling easily counteracted by this giant of a girl, I realized I was now helplessly restrained. But it wasn't until I felt my skirt being lifted up that the meaning of this position sunk in! She intended to….SPANK me! With that realization I struggled with renewed energy but I found it equally ineffective. “St..stop!!!!” I practically shouted. “You CANT do this!!!” With terrifying calmness, Beth finished lifting my skirt up, exposing the childish panties Nicole had insisted upon me wearing, and simply stated, “oh I most certainly can! Now will you promise to behave? Or do I need to continue?” Not being accustomed to this sort of situation, I lost control of myself and shouted back, “Promise to behave! Wh… who do you think you are? Let me up this instant!!” And with that I suddenly felt six fast hard smacks across my bottom alternating from one cheek to the other. I was stunned into total silence. I simply couldn't believe it! I was actually being SPANKED. And it truly did hurt. This girl was strong and meant business. “Well?” I heard from Beth as she stopped. “Would you like to change that attitude? Or should I continue?” My mind was raceing. This seemed unreal, it couldn't be happening? I couldn't gather my thoughts well enough to formulate a coherent reply. I simply wined “But…but….NO! Stop!” “Are you going to act like a good girl and listen to me?” she asked. “Good girl?! Listen to YOU?!” I yelled back at her without thinking. “I am NOT a child!!” that's when I felt SMACK SMACK SMACK and my bottom was suddenly on fire. I struggled wildly, but Beth's strength held me firmly in place. All the while her hand rained down on my exposed and already sore butt. “STOP!!” I shouted as I realized how truly trapped I was. Beth simply ignored my pleas and kept spanking. It was really hurting now and I was beginning to feel the tears well up in my eyes, when she suddenly stopped spanking. “Now?” she started to speak, not sounding winded nor upset. She spoke in that same calm tone she used before “I think its about time we had a little talk. You might not like the word, but I am you BABYSITTER, is that clear?” I was totally out of sorts and had no chance to gather my thoughts as what to say. The pain in my bottom was occupying a tremendous part of my attention, making me unable to focus on what to say. So I blurted back, “B.. babysitter? I…I’m the babysitter” And with a resigned sigh, Beth suddenly and swiftly tugged my panties down, exposing my bare bottom. My automatic wriggling in response was ineffective as the rest had been. “Still not ready to behave? Fine! I can keep this up as long as it takes!” Beth said calmly. “W..wait! NO!” I shouted. But Beth simply ignored me and began spanking again. this time the smacks on my bare bottom were louder and felt even harder. as they came down on my plump little butt I felt tears streaming down my cheeks, and heard myself starting to sob uncontrollably. This couldn't be happening to me! “Pl… PLEEEASE!!” I cried out in pain. Beth's spanks slowed down a bit And she began to speak between swats. “Are we getting ready to behave?” SMACK! I sobbed out “Yes!” Any thoughts about my I dignity were overwhelmed by the need to save my now burning bottom. SMACK! “Really? You promise to start acting like a good girl and listen?” SMACK! “Y… y..YES!” SMACK! “Then lets start with telling the truth? How old are you really?” SMACK! “Tw…twenty…” SMACK SMACK! Beth's blows rained down harder and quicker again, before I could even finish saying “twenty-six” “NO MORE GAMES! I want your REAL age little girl!” Beth lectured. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK! I was suddenly found myself eager to confess to anything she wanted, to spare my poor bottom! what age did she want to hear? Flashed through my mind “I mean..tw… twelve!” I cried out. Much to my relief the spanks stopped. “Much better” Beth replied. “Now lets clear the rest up. You're twelve years old, and Nicole was babysitting you, right?” With a sniffle I replied “Yes” Hardly believing I could hear my own voice saying such a thing. “Good girl” she complimented back. “And since Nicole left me in charge, you're going to listen, right?” “Y… yes!” I sobbed. “Now I want to hear you promise to be a good girl, and I’ll let you back up.” With relief dangled so tantalizing, I eagerly confessed, ignoring the injury to my ego, “I…I’ll be a good girl! I p…promise!!” And with that, Beth released me and tugged me firmly back to my feet. My burning bottom overcame any sense of modesty I had,

back into place, both of my hands immediately flew back to rub my very sore cheeks. I couldn't believe how much it was stinging! Beth's expression was slightly amused, and I couldn't bear to look her in the eye due to my intense shame and fear. “Now go take a time-out in the corner to cool down.” Even in my defeated state that sentence seemed to spark something in me. “A time out?” I snapped back, unthinkingly in surprise. Beth's expression turned fierce “Or perhaps you need a little more spanking to persuade you?” I let out an audible gasp and my hands defensively covered my sore bottom in fright. “NO!” I replied with a fresh sob. “Then march yourself to the corner young lady!” she snapped. “And keep those panties down as a reminder until I give you permission to raise them. is that CLEAR?” I was openly crying now and I sobbed back “y…yes.” “MARCH!” she barked, pointing to a suitable corner. And without another thought, I quickly and awkwardly waddled to the corner, my panties dropping to my ankles as I did so further embarrassing me but I didn't dare touch them without Beth's permission. As I got to the corner Beth had indicated, she came up behind me, and roughly grabbed my wrists and placed my hands on top of my head. “For that last bit of backtalk, hands ON your head, missy!" she tugged up the back of my skirt and tucked it into the waistband, exposing my reddened bare bottom. I didn't dare protest, simply letting out renewed tears.“Don't you dare even LOOK away from that corner until I say! is that clear?” she demanded. “Y...yes ma’am!” I responded quickly. Then the realization that I was calling a mere child “ma’am” hit me, and deepened my humiliation even further. Beth left me standing there, as she sat back on the sofa, clicked on the television and browsed the channels. Ten minutes went by before I heard the front door open and Nicole call out. “Beth? Ashlie?” I wanted to melt into the floor “In here!” Beth called back. Unconsciously I pressed myself deeper into the corner, as if that would help conceal me from Nicole. My fear of Beth kept any thought of running away from the corner and trying to hide entirely out of my head. So there I stood, obviously spanked bare bottom and on full display, with my hands on my head in the corner. as Nicole entered the living room, I heard her gasp, and then a stifled giggle. “What happened here?” she asked with a snicker. “Nothing I couldn't handle” Beth replied calmly “You were right about her attitude though. She tried to pull a stunt the moment you were out the door. She has a wild imagination, that's for sure!” Nicole's amusement was evident in her voice. “What stunt did she try to pull?” Nicole said as she set a paper grocery bag down by the couch “Oh she spun some crazy story about being YOUR babysitter, if you can believe it. And claimed she was really an adult. She was so insistent I even doubted myself for a moment, as ridiculous as that sounds. Of course, when it came time for some “proof” it all fell apart on her. But it still took a sound spanking to get her to drop it. Stubborn girl!” Nicole was openly giggling at this point. “What's so funny?” Beth asked in a puzzled voice. Nicole collected herself quickly. ”I was just thinking of her smart mouth with me earlier. I guess I’m too much of a pushover when I baby-sit.” Beth patted Nicole's knee “Well I don't spank often, But sometimes that's all that gets through. Isn't that right Ashlie?” Beth's voice raised theatrically as she directed that last question to me. God! I wanted to die right there. I was torn between a desire to flee this mortifying scene, and the fear of being caught and spanked by Beth some more if I dared. The fear won out as I muttered back a small “yes.” both teens leaned forward and looked at Ashlie “What did you say?" We didn't hear you? Louder please” said Beth “I…I said yes!” I replied back, the cheeks on my face were surely as red as those on my bottom now. “And what are you saying yes to dear?” Nicole asked “W…w…with what Beth just said?” I replied with exasperation. "Watch your tone, young lady!” Beth fired back, making my heart leap into my throat. “Answer Nicole politely. What was it you agreed with?” "that sometimes..um… only..um… sp..sp.. spanking gets through?” My voice sounding as uncertain and squeaky as a real child. “Good girl.” Beth replied soothingly, settling my nerves as she deepened my shame. “Well thanks for everything!” Nicole said to Beth. “Since you have such a good way with little Ashlie, perhaps you can help me out some more. She's staying with me all weekend you know? And there is something I wanted to do tonight”

nodded yes “Well sure. I can stay here tonight with her, As long as you pay me. I could use a little extra money any way” Beth replied. “Oh of course!” Nicole replied with glee. “You're a real life saver. I’d be stuck at home all weekend without you!” I felt my heart sink, as I realized this was going to be a very, very long weekend for me.