Family Planning Part 3

“Wait, what..?” Ivana mewled, her green eyes tilting slightly up towards Jenna. “You… you’re…”

Jenna grinned, leaning forward and giving the shrinking woman a kiss. “You’re going to have so much fun.”

Ivana was pale, reeling back she wobbled in place like a marionette. “You’re…cra…”

Jenna grinned, supporting Ivana’s body as she flopped against the back of the couch.  Her brown hair pooling up like a pillow about her ever-barer shoulders. Ivana craned her neck, rolling limply in her expanding clothing.

In a few moments, Ivana’s eyes shut and she sank into the comfortable pink material of her jumper. Rising from the couch and kneeling beside her shrinking guest, Jenna tugged the collar open. Ivana was fast asleep, sinking and dwindling ever smaller.

Jenna took a moment to appreciate the little woman. Smiling as she scrutinized every centimeter of her tiny quarry hidden inside the once stylish outfit. Ivana’s lovely hairstyle framed her face adorably, her body was still, chest gently rising and falling.

For a moment, Jenna was back at the hotel in Port Macquarie. It had been a strange excursion, typical holiday fun, but Ivana’s confession had been a lot to take in. Seeing the engineer don the diaper, begging to be treated like a baby had been surreal to say the least. All of Ivana's prior jabs about Jenna being immature or unprofessional took on a whole new meaning.

‘It’ll be fun!’ Ivana had said, falling to her bare knees. The image of her in her gray singlet and crinkly diaper was fresh in Jenna’s mind. Her eager smile that day melting seamlessly in her imagination to Ivana’s smirk a few months later as she slung her backpack over one shoulder as she left for the States.

Jenna moved quickly, ensuring Ivana was fast asleep before diving into the mountain of packages.  Jenna stooped, selecting the two lightest parcels and gingerly carrying them from the living room down the hall and into Ivana’s new home.

Prior to her now-little exes’ arrival, Jenna had assembled and staged most of the room: a white crib, a white rocking chair, changing table, etc. Only a few odds and ends were left. Jenna smiled, the curious weekend playing over and over again in her mind as she set her burden in the room before heading across the hall to her master suite.

Rubbing the nape of her neck, Jenna grinned and peeled her jumper off. After each motion she froze, straining her ears to listen for any sign that the haughty imp had awoken. She paused admiring her reflection in the mirror, her blue panties hugging the curve of her hips before quickly changing into her pajamas. A pair of patterned trousers decorated with impressionistic images of a smiling sun and moon, and a matching blue bra.

Sweeping back into the living room, Jenna strode up to the couch and looked down along its length.  Ivana was a barely noticeable lump resting on the cushion of her couch, the tiny woman’s lithe frame was completely hidden from view.  Jenna grinned as she leaned over the shrunken woman.  ‘Becca wasn't kidding. She's out!’ She mused, smirking as she knelt beside her couch.

“Welcome home, Baby.”