Chapter #7Babysitter Troubles, Making Daphne a Baby by: MLPAgeRegress   Daphne from A Pup Named Scooby-Doo
Last weekend was the incident in "A Babysitter From Beyond," and Daphne was putting on perfume in her personal perfume room. Unfortunately though, her parents just electronically sent some poor news.
Daphne,
This is your loving parents and we love you ow so much that we had to something for your benefit. We've hired a babysitter for you this break week, because we're worried about your safety. We've heard that kids your age aren't responsible enough to stay home alone and your mishap last weekend proved this right. Don't worry, Ms. Youth is very kind and we've has Mr. Johnson inform your friends that you will be unavailable. Please take this well. Love Mom and Dad!''
Daphne started to panic, what was she gonna do?! She can't contact her friends, she doesn't want to argue with her parents, but she can't stand the idea of being babysat. 'I'm mature enough!' she thought, then she heard a knock on the perfume door. Daphne snapped out of her panic, made a quick sigh, and put on the happy face.
Ms. Youth knocked again, before Daphne came to the door and asked, in a very motherly tone "Daphne, sweetie, its Ms. Smith, just wondering if I can check in with you."
Daphne opened the door, before a third knock and quickly greeted Ms. Youth in a tone that was obviously fake. "Hi.. Ms. Smith, yes my name is Daphne, nice to meet you!"
Ms. Youth chuckled. "You don't have to hide your disappointment dear. I understand the shock your likely going through, but I want you to know I will turn that frown upside down. That's my policy!
Daphne was surprised by Ms. Youth catching on so easily, "Um, yeah... I have to ask though? Why'd you agree to babysit me anyways? My parents might be crazy, thinking I need one, but why would someone like you agree?"
Ms. Youth smiled and gave a warm answer. "Because I love taking care of kids your age, your so much more enjoyable and adorable, full of that kid cheer." At this point she was babying Daphne big time, talking down to her and squeezing her cheeks. "Besides, I was the one who recommend you have a babysitter."
Daphne was really annoyed hearing that and took off the facade, removing her pleasant tone and freeing her cheek. "Why on earth do you think you have the right to babysit me and manipulate my parents?!"
Ms. Youth's belittling took full force, "Ahhhh, isn't the little girly cute when she's maddie waddie. Well, I just don't think your fit to be alone. Girls your age need lots of love, because of your self-destructive egos."
Daphne was furious after hearing this, "STOP TREATING ME LIKE A BABY! I am a KID. I'm going to my room, where I don't have to see your face."
Ms. Youth followed Daphne, saying "Great idea, now you can see the changes I've made to it. We can situate you better that way."
Daphne then rushed to her room only to find it completely RE-DONE baby style. At the end, the whole room was now a delicate shade of pinks. Daphne's bed was a pink and red crib, and baby toys hung above it. This had planets attached to it, as well as the sun. Nearby was a fully-stocked, red and pink starred changing table, with fluffy white disposable diapers neatly stacked on top. Of course there was baby powder and other products, such as lotions, oils, creams, and other supplies. On the floor of the nursery there was a rocking horse, an activity chair, and a baby swing as well as an assorted profusion stuffed animals and other baby toys scattered amid the carpet. Some of these toys included soft-sculptured plastic building blocks, colorful rattles, rainbow donut-shaped rings that were wrapped around a yellow peg, cuddly plush toys, glossy child-proofed picture books with rounded corners and thick pages, jack-in-the-boxes, and even a pair of plastic toy keys.
Nearby, there was a shelf filled with many bedtime stories, with a pink cushy chair to the side. There was even was a pink stroller and baby carrier in the corner of the room next to a closet, with a large, light pink diaper bag filled with travelling supplies, such as warmed bottles of baby formula, small animal plushies, and several pacifiers. Near the closet was a tiny fridge, containing baby food and milk inside. Lastly, the carpeted floor was now a light pink and very soft, for a baby to walk on.
Daphne didn't know what to say, but tried to mutter disapproval. "Yo-yo-you gotta be kidding me."
Ms. Youth replied, "Ahh, you are soo cute. Many girls have a big shock, when they realize they;re not done with diapers. So, come on and strip naked, so I can diaper that adorable butt of yours."
Daphne had enough at this point and surprisingly started jumping up and down in what seemed to be a temper tantrum. "NO! NO! NO! I AM NOT A BABY! I DON"T NEED DIAPERS! I WANT MY OLD ROOM BACK!"
Ms. Youth stopped her by manipulation. She said "Ok." and Daphne stopped more calm, as she again got exactly what she wanted. (Much of her childhood was this actually and the girl didn't know rejection) Then Ms. Youth pulled something her side, and what was it?! A PACIFIER!
The pacifier was bright pink and it landed perfectly in Daphne's mouth, with her being completely confused. Daphne tried hard to take out the pacifier, but her mouth didn't want to let go for some reason and even worse there was some sort of drug on the pacifier. The drug caused her lose control of her body movement, and she already couldn't talk. She stood there in her typical pink clothes with a pacifier in her mouth; so still she could fall to the ground at any moment.
She still was able to move facial features, showing she was in a panic as tears ran down her face. She didn't want to wear baby GARB!
Ms. Youth went behind her, and tripped Daphne, causing Daphne's back to fall perfectly into Youth's arms. Ms. Youth smiled down at Daphne, as she took Daphne to the changing table. After gently placing Daphne on the cushion-y table, Ms. Youth giggled, "Ahhh, what an adorable baby girl!"
Ms. Youth then removed Daphne's skirt and panties, in one go. This left Daphne very uncomfortable, but there was nothing she could do at this point. Then Ms. Youth raised Daphne's legs and proceed in a full diaper changing. She powdered Daphne with a nice big tap to the baby powder and then gently lowered Daphne's legs. Only thing remaining was strapping the diaper in place; Ms. Youth slowly but firmly finalized the changing.
This is when something strange happened. Daphne surrendered her will to Ms. Youth, starting to enjoy the pacifier and diaper feeling. Once this happened, Daphne noticed her body start to shrink, shrink a the way down to infancy. Her clothes strangely shrunk with it. The change was a sudden physical change, but Daphne's mind remained intact. Daphne started to tear up and soon cry, finally losing the grip of the pacifier. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!"
Ms. Youth had a very calm motherly response, as usual. She picked up little Daphne and cradled her with endless love. "Its ok baby, your all safe." This strangely soothed Daphne. As a baby, certain motherly responses now triggered baby responses even if Daphne didn't want it. "So, lets finish this changing shall we?" Youth then opened up a drawer to find a similar pink skirt from earlier. Except, this pink skirt was baby size. Ms. Youth gently put this skirt on Daphne. The skirt took up less than half of the diaper, allowing bystanders to easily notice Daphne's diaper from a mile a away.
Daphne then, almost instinctively sat up and started sucking her thumb. Daphne stared at Ms. Youth with a happy glance. She figured, might as well make the best out of this.
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