Chapter II.

    Annie stopped her struggling as they entered the nursery, feeling mystified she watched as if she was looking out of the eyes of somebody else’s body while she and the bear moved towards the changing table.

    A singular strap was laid across the middle of the table, which Matilda pulled out of the way as she gently laid her charge down on the table. 

    She unwrapped the towel, exposing her naked body to the crisp, cool air of the nursery.  Instinctively Annie shivered, moving her limbs lethargically as if to cover herself. Matilda, of course, would have none of that.

    “Now now dearie, don’t wiggle, I need to get you in a diaper before bed time so you don’t wake up with wet bed sheets and plushies!  Don’t worry little one we’ll get you all safe and snuggly soon enough.”

    Her tone was as sweet as honey, and Annie found it difficult to resist the alluring comfort that the anthropomorphic bear’s presence seemed to radiate. 

    Unable to control herself, she managed to coo out a few weak, soft sounds.

    “Don’t… need… diapers… big girl… use potty…”

    The bear clucked her tongue in disagreement, shaking her head and smiling warmly as she placed a heavy, warm paw on top of her charge’s stomach while she bent down to retrieve something from underneath the changing table.

    “I’m sure one day you’ll be able to use the potty like a big girl and make Mommy Matilda very, very proud.  But for now we’re going to put you back in crinkles until we know that you won’t leave little princess piddles in your crib, okay sweetie?”

    The infantilizing words and phrases washed over Annie, covering her like fairy dust and intoxicating her further in her drunken, exhausted state.

    “But… Not tired… Wanna… Play…”

    Matilda beamed, her eyes sparkling as a thought bubbled up in her mind, She seems to be regressing right before my very eyes!  Oh, this will be an excellent opportunity to help her reform in her ways!  A little babying here and there should get her right back to being a sweet little girl.  I’m sure her parents will be very grateful when they get their little girl back, all smiles with bows in her hair!

    Reaching underneath the changing table once more, Matilda pulled out a pink pacifier with several sparkling stars decorated across the shield.

    As Annie lazily slurred out the word “play”, the bear took the opportunity and popped the pacifier into her charge’s open mouth.

    “That’s enough big girl words for today, only babbling until bedtime.  That pacifier should keep you feeling nice and comfortable while momma bear gets your butt into a big, soft diaper.”

    Her generous bosom wobbling slightly as she worked Matilda grasped both of her little girl’s ankles and lifted up her naked bottom, which glistened from the fresh bath and cleaning she had received.

    Unfolding a large, pink, fluffy looking diaper she laid the bottom portion on the changing table and gently lowered Annie’s butt onto the absorbent padding.

    Grabbing the diaper rash cream she gently and methodically applied some to her paw and ran the cream between Annie’s cheeks and rubbed it into the skin, making sure to cover her entire behind and crotch area in the substance.

    Annie could do little but suckle on the pacifier and observe what was happening to her in her drowsy state.  The cream made a distinct tingling sensation wherever it touched her skin, making her feel both numb and warm in the areas she was covered in.

    Seemingly satisfied with her work Matilda capped the tube of cream and reached for the bottle of baby powder, which she began to generously sprinkle on top of Annie’s bottom and diaper front.

    She too rubbed some of the powder into her charge’s skin before grabbing a baby wipe and wiping the powder and cream off of her paws.

    “Almost done dearest, now that I’ve given you your diaper rash cream and baby powder all we have to do is bring up the front, tape you up, and then we’ll have a nicely diapered baby on our hands.”

    Following her own instructions she raised the front of the diaper over the young woman’s crotch and brought together the bottom tapes on the diaper, pulling the flaps over snuggly to the front of the diaper and securing the tapes symmetrically on top of the babyish printed landing zone which had, “Pretty Princess Puddle Piddler” written in calligraphic writing.

    Annie, of course, was ignorant of this little detail which Matilda always found absolutely adorable, and was only aware of the fact that her bottom now rested on top of an incredibly soft pillow, and her waist was snuggly secured in what felt like a blanket between her legs.

“There we go, all nice and snuggly in your little accident pants.  Now let’s get something for you to feel all nice and snuggly to sleep in!”

Reaching down from underneath the changing table, Matilda brought into view a thick, flannel sleeper with built in mittens and booties at each of the sleeve ends.

Colored a soft pink with small patterns of purple bows and stars on it, it looked fit for the most oversized toddler that could possibly exist, which conveniently was laying right in front of her, already padded up in her new diapers.

Annie cooed into her pacifier, her eyelids fluttering as she seemed to barely be interpreting what was going on around her.

“This should keep you nice and cozy while you go ni ni, little one.  Be a good girl now and don’t wiggle!”

Matilda then proceeded to gently guide the various lethargic and floppy limbs of her subject into the sleeves of the sleeper.  She finished by gently pushing her charge by the small of her back into a sitting position.

The mother bear then pulled up the zipper up her back, and with a small clicking noise locked the zipper into place into a small nook in the sleeper’s collar.

Annie, whose fingers were now balled into awkward fists inside of the mittened sleeper, tried to ungrasp her hands from their position, but found that she was unable to do little except squirm.

“I dun… wan mittens…”

She mumbled into her pacifier, but Matilda responded promptly with a soft coo.

“Now now little one, Mommy doesn’t want her little baby to do anything she’s not supposed to while she’s supposed to be laying her little head down for a good night’s sleep.  Not to mention after your little adventures tonight I don’t think you can be trusted to be responsible for your own hands for a little bit, don’t you think?”

Although her mind was still a little hazy, when reminded of her evening’s previous activities Annie’s cheeks grew red and instinctively she suckled faster on her pacifier.

Feeling quite satisfied that her baby was already seeming to be experiencing remorse for her behavior, the bear patted her charge on the front of her diaper through the sleeper and gently rubbed her tummy, whispering.

“It’s okay, sweetie pie, Matilda forgives you.  You just have to promise to be a good girl from now on!”

“Goo’... giwl…”

Came the muffled response, which was almost interrupted by a wide yawn from Annie who was now struggling to keep her eyes open.

“Time to lay down, sweet pea, we just need to pick you a stuffie to cuddle with before you go to bed!  Let’s take a look in the toy chest, shall we?”

Lifting Annie by under the armpits and placing a large, protective bear paw underneath her freshly diapered bottom, Matilda took extra care to gently carry her over to the large, white painted toy chest that sat next to the crib.

Opening it up with one paw, the bear shifted Annie until she was able to blearily look at the rich amount of stuffed animals that were crammed into the toy chest.

They ranged from all sizes to all species, Annie could barely comprehend let alone remember all the names of the animals.

The notion of remembering the names of so many creatures seemed like a daunting prospective, something very hard and something that she felt like she still needed to learn.

She felt slightly confused by these feelings, but the exhaustion that was slowly over powering her caused her to cease pondering and point towards a large hyena with a pink tongue coming out of her muzzle.

“Dah-won…”

Matilda beamed, and planted a small kiss on top of Annie’s head as she whispered sweetly.

“And a fine choice that is too, I’m sure Mrs. Hyena would love to spend time cuddling you while you go ni ni.”

Gently she reached down to extract the hyena plushie, which was stuck between a brown bunny with curly brown hair and familiar looking wusky plushie that then flopped down against each other to fill the space originally filled by the hyena.

She offered the stuffed animal to her charge, who reflexively opened her arms and accepted it into a sleepy embrace.

“Now then, that’s settled.  How about a fresh bottle of warm milk before bedtime, hmm?  We need to get some water and electrolytes into you after all those nasty adult drinks you were putting into yourself!”

Annie bobbed her head down once, both in agreement and in unintentional demonstration of her sleepiness.

Still clutching the hyena plushie in her mittened arms, she allowed herself to be carried over to a cushioned rocking chair, by which an oversized baby bottle filled with formula was already waiting.

Settling down comfortably into the chair, Matilda removed the pacifier from Annie’s lips and promptly teased the nipple of the bottle into her mouth.

“You must be thirsty, be a good baby girl and drink up for Mommy now.”

Needing little encouragement, she set to suckling the bottle like it was something she had been doing every day all her life.  She found that Matilda was absolutely correct, and she was completely famished from her night’s binge drinking.

The warm liquid eased her stomach, the warmth felt like it was radiating from her insides into her sleeper and back against her skin.

She would have fallen asleep had she not been so thirsty, and soon enough the large bottle was drained.

“Poor thing, you must have really been hungry! Hopefully your tummy won’t be too upset from how quickly you were drinking from your baba!  Here, let Mommy help you.”

With that, Matilda caught Annie by slight surprise as she lifted her up and against her shoulder, before beginning to pat her back firmly.

Before she fully knew what was happening, a large belch escaped her lips.  She opened her eyes at the shock of it, not expecting to have reacted so quickly and helplessly to Matilda’s gentle patting.

“There’s a good little girl, now your tummy should feel all better now.”

Nestling her in her arms, Matilda stood up once more and padded over to the crib, softly humming underneath her breath as she popped the pacifier once more into Annie’s mouth.

“Time to lay down, Mrs. Hyena wants the baby to get lots of sleep, so make sure to snuggle her extra tight!”

Lowering the bars of the crib she pulled back the heavy blue blanket that was resting inside, and deposited Annie bottom first onto the mattress of the crib.

She sank in a good few inches, feeling as if she had practically melted into the cushioned mattress.

Before she could protest or move the heavy blanket had been laid over her, and she found that her movements seemed to be restricted by both her sleeper and the blanket pulled over her.

That, and her level of exhaustion and comfort caused her to put little motivation in resisting.  The warm milk combined with the softness of her surroundings made it an effort to stay awake, let alone move around.

“There we go, nice and snuggled in her little baby crib.  I’ll see you tomorrow, little one. Be good for me in your dreams!”

Leaning down, Matilda deposited a warm kiss onto Annie’s cheek, causing her eyes to close shut for the final time that evening.

A large sigh escaped her lips and was muffled into her pacifier as she finally could no longer resist the lure of sleep.

Matilda smiled to herself, Looks like she can be a sweet little girl with a little prodding after all, she’ll be a piece of cake to reform.  She just needed a little bit of a nudge in the right direction.

Softly as not to wake her up, she padded over to the door and flicked off the lights.  Taking one last doting look at the now peacefully sleeping, oversized baby she slowly shut the door to the nursery with a click.

The room was then filled only with the illumination of a night light shaped like a crescent moon, and the soft sounds of breathes muffled by a pacifier.