[#200] Babybun *(Featuring SOPHIE!)*

I held up the phone for the camera, a message for my chatroom.  Thankfully for me, they didn't know I had been forbidden to talk today, and I had been "talking" entirely with my phone, typing out messages and holding it up to people.  My cheeks bloomed rosy any time I made a mistake, Kimmy and Pudding teased me mercilessly about being a helpless baby.  The 100 hours in diapers loomed ever nearer, today didn't count toward that - it was just a warmup.  I hid behind my bunny pillow as I displayed the phone, wriggling as Pudding pulled the hem of my skirt up to expose the bunnies on my diaper.

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"You know they're never going to believe you're anything but a baby after this, right, Soph?"

Pudding grinned and rubbed the inside of the baby girls thigh, pinching it toward the end of the gesture to get the beautiful baby bunny to wriggle and squeal, and then seethe with pink cheeks in her classic tsundere fashion. 

"You're implying they ever thought she was anything else in the first place, Pudz."

Kimmy teased, which was rich coming from her but there was no way she was going to miss this rare chance at retribution before the storm came her way again.

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Those words, the finality of them, tickled my brain - it was like fire inside my skull, the source of the warmth in my face.  I couldn't even snap at Kimmy, the brat, without getting in a world of trouble.  Pudding had superglued a pacifier between my lips before, I wasn't going to give her a reason to do it again.

I knew I wanted to be a baby, Kimmy knew I wanted to be a baby, but for everyone in the chat to know it?  To know it was true, that they'd never believe me again?  It was a fantasy coming true.  I batted Pudding's hand away with a glare, tapping away at my phone.

"I'm a princess!"

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"You're priceless?" 

Pudding chirped, curiously, tilting her head and giving the message some time to process as though she hadn't just deliberately misread it. 

"Oh you definitely are, starlight, but you know what else you are? You're a Princess, that's what I'm declaring right this moment. Or, well, you will be - once you learn a little humility from the chatroom."

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Humility from the chatroom?  We had joked about letting the chat vote on when we could get changed, about letting them pick outfits or pick the diapers...  I turned my phone around to make sure that I hadn't mistyped my last message as the wheels in my head spun, a giddy anxiety rising in my tummy.

Chloe's voice came from the next room:  "Isn't a hundred patrons enough to just keep buying her diapers every month?  Does she even need to stop after the one hundred hours?"

"What?"  I bolted upright, the word coming from my mouth unbidden.  I held my phone over my lips, my eyes wide as I watched a grin spread across Kimmy's face.

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"Oh no no, you couldn't even keep your mouth quiet for a whole day, Sophie? How am I to think you're going to be able to keep your pants dry, then? Most toddlers have control of their words before they have control of their potty habits, after all, so I think until you can prove the former there's just no way I'm going to let you try at the latter. It would be irresponsible of me to even consider it, wouldn't it Chloe?"

The darker haired girl nodded from the doorway, adding in.

"Imouto's been begging for a full time treatment for a while when you think about it, like that time she made me do three months? And you know how she's always talking about bedwetting, right? Total projection."

Pudding nodded, and Kimmy bit her lip as if trying to decide to risk punishment to lay this on thicker. In the end, her brat side won.

"I'm not allowed on the furniture, twinsie, but at least I'm allowed on the toilet."

For Sophie, and she didn't know it yet, her one hundred hours wasn't ever going to begin. No no, instead this was going to be the start of a very long one hundred days.