Sabrina the Teenage Witch’s Cousin

[DaraJaney]

Episode 5

(previously on Sabrina the Teenage Witch’s Cousin:

The door from the kitchen opened.  Eric walked in and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his aunts.  He was wearing a black maid’s uniform with white lace collar and trimmings and layers of petticoats. 

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He returned with the drink on a tray and placed it in front of her.  He curtsied “Maman”.  “Merci Fifi”, she giggled and sipped her Prosecco.  “I suppose I could let you have him for the next week”, she addressed the women.  Eric flinched.  “But then I want him for the last two weeks of the school holidays.  My house needs a good thorough cleaning!”  Eric looked on helplessly.

Continued….


When it came to the end of the following week his mother suggested “why don’t you all come to stay with me for the final two weeks of the school holidays?  With Fifi doing all the work I’ll have plenty of time to entertain you.  Sabrina, it will be a nice relaxing way for you to end to the school holidays.”  Eric squirmed in his high heels.  It wasn’t going to be relaxing for him by the sounds of it.  He never thought he’d be desperately hoping for an end to the holidays but it was the only way that he was getting free of his role as an over-worked French Maid.

They all agreed.  His mother looked at him and realized “we’ll have to dress him in more normal clothes for the journey”.  Sabrina quickly zapped him into an elegant full-skirted dress with a couple of layers of petticoats underneath.  Eric was relieved to be wearing something that came almost to his knees.  However, she had given him five-inch heels since he had been doing so well in his four-inch.

He minced over to the mirror and could feel that he was still wearing suspenders and stockings.  He saw that his stockings were tan with an accentuated seam.  At least he hoped that, with his longer petticoats, his stocking tops might not be on show.  Sabrina added a light coat and hand-bag to his outfit.

At the highway stop where they took a break he still attracted attention with his elegant dress, petticoats and high heels but it was a relief to be wearing something respectable and not to have to do house work.

On arrival Sabrina was about to zap him back into his maid’s uniform when his mother intervened.  “I’m a little bored with that uniform Sabrina.”  Eric looked up hopefully.  His uniform had been so embarrassing.  “Can you, I don’t know, pimp it up or something” his mother asked, “is that the right word?”  “Sure” Sabrina responded and wiggled her finger.

Eric stood before them in a pink uniform, his waist pinched tightly in a corset and bigger boobs pushing out above that to give him a much more feminine shape.  His dress had a high frilly collar.  It was even shorter than his previous uniform with more layers of poufy petticoats.

He wore lacey white stockings and the stocking tops were completely visible along with the attached suspender straps which had little pink bows on the buttons.  He now had pink six-inch heels with white bows on the straps and toes.

He had white fingerless gloves which had frills around the end of each finger as well as at the wrist.  Long pink false nails were glued on each finger.  His make-up was more elaborate with even longer false eyelashes and he had luscious thick pink lips.  A frilly mop cap was perched on his head.

Eric winced but was quickly distracted by orders.  “A bottle of Prosecco and four glasses quickly.”  “Oui Maman” he curtsied.  Lifting his petticoats at the sides revealed his pink pettipants.  He tottered off only flinching slightly in his new higher heels.  His boobs wobbled worryingly as he scampered off in little steps forced on him by the heels.  It seemed to take an age to reach the kitchen.

Before long the door opened and Eric scampered out carefully holding a tray with a heavy bottle of Prosecco and four glasses.  The women waited impatiently on the sofas as he tottered across taking tiny steps in his six-inch heels, trying to minimize the wobbling of his boobs and fluttering of his petticoats.

His corset restricted his ability to bend over putting down the tray and he had to bend his knees more.  Nonetheless Sabrina was treated to a nice view of his pink pettipants from behind and his straining pink suspender straps.

He gave an appropriate little jump when the bottle popped and his petticoats shook.  He poured four glasses and stood upright.  The women remained reclined in their places and it was obvious he was going to have to deliver each glass into their hands.  He tottered over to his mother and handed her a glass.  “Thank you.”  He curtsied “Maman”.  He scampered over to Zelda.  He curtsied “Madame”.  Similarly he delivered Hilda’s glass and curtsied “Madame.”  Finally he wobbled over to Sabrina, handed her a glass and curtsied “Mademoiselle”.  She could see the resentment in his eyes for a moment.

“Cheers!” they all raised their glasses.  “Here’s to a delightful two weeks.”  Eric wobbled a little in his heels as he awaited instructions.  His mother did not keep him waiting.  “Fifi!”.  “Oui Maman”, he curtsied.  “Bring all of the suitcases up to the rooms.”  “Oui Maman”, he curtsied without hesitation.

They sat on the sofa giggling as poor Fifi struggled with the heavy cases on the stairs.  Six-inch heels were not designed for this kind of work.  His heavy boobs wobbling on each step didn’t help and his nail extensions made everything more difficult to grasp and hold.

He eventually fluttered down the stairs and curtsied in front of his mother “Maman.”  “Ladies what would we like for dinner?”  Fifi shifted from one foot to the other in his painful heels as they discussed what he would cook for dinner.

When he had served dinner at the dining table, he climbed up on the kitchen stool to eat his from the counter.  He had barely taken two mouthfuls when a bell tinkled in the dining room.  He climbed down off the stool, checked his petticoats in the mirror, noticed that his stockings had twisted a little from climbing up and down off the stool.  His cap was a little off line so he reached up to fix it, revealing his pink pettipants in the mirror.  He pushed his petticoats down again and scampered off as the bell rang again impatiently.

He curtsied at the table “Mesdames”.  “My glass is empty” Zelda informed him.  He tottered over and took the bottle which was barely out of her reach, leaning over Zelda to fill her glass feeling the full weight of his heavier boobs.  He replaced the bottle and curtsied to the table “Mesdames.”  They just continued with their chatter ignoring him.  He scampered back to his stool in the kitchen.  It was going to be a long two weeks.

[dolly bo peep]

DaraJaney,

I know that I'm not the only one who really enjoyed reading your latest episode.

Having Fifi in a tight corset, larger boobs, higher heels, heavier makeup, and a shorter, frillier maid uniform are great upgrades to his humiliation.

Will the next episode chronicle Fifi/Eric doing a thorough cleaning, especially doing the outside windows and having to go up and down a ladder, giving the world a great view of his petticoats, stocking tops, the pink ribbons on his suspenders, and frilly pink pettipants?

How much greater will Fifi/Eric's fear of discovery and embarrassment being recognized by local people while working on the ladder in his French maid finery?

What awaits Fifi at the hands of cousin Sabrina, the aunts, and mother?

[DaraJaney]

Episode 6

The next time Eric visited Sabrina he was much chastened after his summer holiday spent as a maid.  He was determined to be nice to her.  He knew now that the consequences of anything else were too terrible to think of.

They settled down to watch a Friday night movie while Zelda and Hilda were out.  The phone rang and Sabrina answered.  “Hi Harvey!  Watchya doin’?”  “Really?”  “Naw, I think I’d rather stay in if you don’t mind.”  “No.  Anyway I’m babysitting”, she lied, looking at Eric and throwing her eyes up.  He laughed at her deception.

He actually felt a little pleased that she preferred a night in watching a movie with her cousin to going out with her boyfriend.  She even made popcorn and brought him a cola.

They were halfway through the movie when the doorbell rang.  She put the popcorn bowl down, went over to the door and looked through the spy hole.  “It’s Harvey!” she whispered desperately.  “I told him I was babysitting!” she panicked.  She whipped a finger at Eric.

He found himself sitting in a play-pen wearing nothing but a nappy and with a soother jammed in his mouth.    “Mmmmhhhh!”   Sabrina ran over to him.  She shouted “Coming!” towards the front door to gain time with Harvey.

“Shit, shit, shit!  I can’t seem to change you to baby size – my powers are still limited.  I have to make it look more convincing.  “Hmmpfff?”   She zapped again and made the play-pen bigger so that he looked smaller by comparison.  It was something but not enough.  “You still need to look more convincing.”  “Nnnggghhh!”  Zap.

Eric was wearing a pink baby dress with a nursery pattern of toys.  He had a matching lace-trimmed bonnet to hide his face and he could see his legs were now in white tights.  He pulled up the netting under his dress to see that he was also wearing a matching nappy cover with rows of frills.  “Nnnggghhh!”  It wasn’t fair!  He was being nice to her!  He still ended up in sissy clothes and now a nappy!

She rushed over to the door and let Harvey in.  Eric turned away and used the brim of his bonnet to hide his boy’s face.  He found himself suc-king on the soother and picking up a rattle.  He shook it.

“Sit down, sit down”, Sabrina told Harvey nervously, hoping to avoid him looking too closely at her baby in the corner in the play-pen.  “I just need to put Baby Erika to bed”, she explained.  “Sure” Harvey shrugged.  “The party was a blow-out.”  He picked up the remote control and started flicking through the channels.

Sabrina was initially going to take Eric up to the room he usually stayed in but changed her mind and brought him out to the back of the house.  She stopped outside the room they called the den and wiggled her finger.

She opened the door and the room was transformed into a nursery.  She led Baby Erika in.  “Nnnggghhh!”  It was very definitely decorated as a baby girl’s nursery – all pinks and lacey whites.  It was fully furnished with cot, high chair, rocking horse and changing table.  She pushed him towards the cot.

“Nnnngggghh!”  “Sorry but you just have to play along until he leaves.”  She lowered the sides of the cot and pushed him in.   “Nnnggghhh!”   She raised the side bars again and they locked in position with a click.  She looked around for things to amuse him.  She put some rattles and dolls in there and a baby bottle of milk.”

Eric sighed heavily.  Why did she have to go to all this trouble making him look convincing as a baby?!  Just then Harvey stuck his head in the door.  “Everything alright?”  Eric quickly lay down in the bed and suc-ked quietly on his soother, terrified of being caught.   “Shhh!”  Sabrina hushed Harvey and she crept out of the room turning the light off.

Eric couldn’t believe it.  When the coast seemed clear he sat up again.  He looked at the side bars.  He realized that his hands were no more agile than a baby’s and he couldn’t open the catch on the side.  He started to blubber.  He saw the bottle and instinctively spat his soother out and started suc-king on the bottle for milk.  It was obvious she had programmed him to act like a baby.

After an hour or so listening to music and laughter coming from the sitting room, he began to regret the cola and milk.  His bladder was bursting.  Eventually he wet his nappy.  He cringed as his warm pee spread around his bottom.  Was he going to be left in a soggy nappy all night?  He suc-ked on his soother for comfort.

After a little while Sabrina crept into the room.  “Mmmnnngggg!” he whimpered.  “All right baby?”  “Nnnggghh!”  “What’s wrong?” she stuck a finger under the elasticated leg opening of his nappy cover.  “Oh dear you are wet!”  She tried not to snigger too much.

She was about to zap him into a clean nappy when Harvey appeared at the door.  “Another beer?” he whispered.  “Yes, I need to change her nappy I’ll just be a few minutes”, she told him.  When he went she murmured “I’d better do it properly now”.  Harvey was snooping around too much and making her nervous that he’ll discover her deception.  She lowered the side of the cot.  “Nnnggghhh!”  Eric was not keen to have his nappy changed by Sabrina.

She helped him up onto the large changing table and took his bonnet, dress, nappy cover and tights off.  Then she winced as she peeled his plastic pants off and then his soggy nappy.

He was mortified at her seeing his private parts but she tried to make light of it, humming brightly as she wiped him clean and powdered him.  She pinned a clean nappy on him and pulled plastic pants up over it.  Then she opened a drawer and took out a pink nightie.  He grumbled on being dressed in the pink nightie and then whimpered when she placed a light bonnet on his head and tied it under his chin.  It had a little lace trim.  “We have to hide your boyish hair just in case”, she reasoned.  He frowned and suc-ked on his soother.

Harvey appeared at the door again proving her caution was warranted.   “Nearly done?”  “Yes”  She helped Erika waddle over to the cot and pushed him in, raising the side bars.  She made him lie down and pulled the pink princess duvet over him.  Harvey was still loitering at the door so she took a doll and tucked it in beside Eric.  He had to play along if he didn’t want to be revealed as a boy in a baby dress and nappy.

“Night night baby!” Sabrina whispered.  Eric lay back clutching the doll and suc-king on his soother, relieved at least to be in a clean nappy.

(to be continued)

[dolly bo peep]

DaraJaney,

Thank you so much for this series of episodes on the humiliations of Eric at the hands of cousin Sabrina as she is mastering her magic powers. It seems that she can do a lot with inanimate objects such as make a playpen appear and change its size, not to mention turning the den into a nursery for a baby girl.

Since Sabrina is only at a certain level in her magical skills, she could program Eric to act like a baby and most likely talk like a baby, but not yet able to shrink Baby Erika's body size yet.

This is a Friday night and eventually boyfriend Harvey will leave, but will Sabrina decide to just check Baby Erika, do another diaper change, and leave him until morning?

In the morning, Zelda and Hilda are able to use their advanced power to shrink Baby Erika to the proper size for a baby. They could skype Baby Erika's current state to his mother, who thinks that since Eric talked back to her last week after misbehaving in school, he should remain as the diminutive Baby Erika for the rest of his stay and for the ride back home.

The rest of the stay would be Baby Erika suffering lots of humiliating baby experiences, so that after he is back home he will be on his very best behavior at home and in school.

[DaraJaney]

Episode 7

(previously on Sabrina the Teenage Witch’s Cousin …

Eric was wearing a pink baby dress with a nursery pattern of toys.  He had a matching lace-trimmed bonnet to hide his face and he could see his legs were now in white tights.  He pulled up the netting under his dress to see that he was also wearing a matching nappy cover with rows of frills.  “Nnnggghhh!”  It wasn’t fair!  He was being nice to her!  He still ended up in sissy clothes and now a nappy!

…

“Night night baby!” Sabrina whispered.  Eric lay back clutching the doll and suc-king on his soother, relieved at least to be in a clean nappy.)



A little while later Sabrina and Harvey were curled up on the sofa when Sabrina flinched.  “What is it?”  “I’ve got a pain in my side”, she told him, feeling the sore spot.  “Ow!”  She suddenly doubled over.  “Oh my god!”  “Are you ok?”  “No.  Call a doctor!”  “We won’t get a doctor at this time of night.  I’ll drive you to the hospital.”

Just then Zelda and Hilda arrived home.  “What’s happening?”  “Sabrina’s got a really bad pain in her side.  I’m going to drive her to hospital.”  Her aunts helped her towards the door and then out to the car as Harvey jumped in the driver’s side.  At the last minute Sabrina remembered “Eric -eh … is in the den”.  “OK” Zelda answered her, wondering why it mattered.   Harvey drove off.

“Surely Eric should be in bed by now”, Zelda said, heading for the den.  She opened the door and went in.  She was puzzled seeing this baby girl nursery.  She looked out into the corridor to confirm that she really was in her own house.  Eric was curled up in the bed afraid to move in case it was Harvey.

Zelda turned on the light and Hilda arrived behind her.  “What the … ?”  They moved into the room taking in the cot, high chair and the rocking horse.  Eric had heard his aunt’s voice and cringed in his cot.  She inevitably came over and saw the figure curled up.  Eric could feel them looking in.  He turned his head and they saw his cute little face framed by the frills on his bonnet.

“Eric!  What did you do to Sabrina now?”  Zelda said crossly.  “Nnnggghhh!”  he whimpered and shook his head desperately.  “You must have done something to deserve this”, Hilda added.  Eric could only suc-k on his soother and hug his dolly.

“Well she’s had to go to the hospital so you are going to be in your pretty nursery for tonight”, she told him looking around in wonder.  “Nnngghhh!” Eric whimpered again.  “You’d better settle down and go to sleep.”  But Eric was wide eyed awake with the realization that he was stuck as a baby until Sabrina returned.

“Maybe a nice warm bottle will help you sleep”, Hilda told him taking the baby bottle to the kitchen.  Eric just sat there crestfallen until she came back with his warmed up milk.  He suc-ked on his bottle and started to feel sleepy.  “There we are baby”, Hilda cooed.  He frowned but continued suc-king on his bottle.  When he was finished she replaced the teat with his soother and was happy to see that he continued suc-king on that.

“Off to sleep now”, she whispered making him lie back in the bed.  She tucked his duvet around him and pressed a doll into his arms.  He wriggled a little but fell asleep clutching his doll and suc-king seemingly contented on his soother.  She sneaked out and turned out the light.

When he woke he was already bursting for a pee.  He whimpered desperately trying not to wet his nappy again.  He listened but there was no sound of anyone up.  He had no idea what time it was and they had all been up pretty late the night before.  He sighed and wet his nappy.

No sooner was that done than he realized he was going to have to poop.  He blubbered into his soother and tried the side bars of his cot again.  He couldn’t handle the catch.  He shook the bars frustratedly and then slumped in the cot.  First there was a burst of flatulence and then the gushing sound of a very messy poo filling his nappy.

He waited until he was sure he was all done.  Then he slowly turned on his tummy with his messy botty in the air so his poo wouldn’t be squished around his nappy anymore.  He reached for his dolly and hugged her for comfort, blubbering into his soother.

He had no idea how long he was left in his soggy and messy nappy but eventually he heard sounds around the house and Hilda came into his nursery.  “Oh my goodness!” she blurted when she got the smell.  “Zelda!  Someone’s done something very unpleasant in their nappy!” she shouted so it could be heard upstairs.  Eric cringed and suc-ked on his soother.

He was mortified having his very messy nappy changed by his aunts.  He lay helpless on his tummy suc-king ruefully on his soother as they wiped and powdered his bottom.  They soon had him pinned into a clean nappy and pulled plastic pants up over it.

“Now!” Zelda said as she opened the wardrobe.  There were four frilly baby dresses hanging there.  Eric cringed.  Zelda took out a lavender coloured dress.  Eric whimpered as she brought it towards him.  “We must get you dressed so we can all have breakfast.”  He was unable to resist as she pulled the dress over his head and pushed his arms into the puffed sleeves.  She buttoned it up the back.  Even in the seated position Eric could see that the dress didn’t cover his nappy.  He whimpered as he tried to push it down.

“It is a short dress, isn’t it?” Hilda agreed.  “You’ll need these”, she told him holding up a pair of white tights.    “Nnngggghhhh!”  “Now, now it will keep your little leggies warm!”  She pushed him back on the changing table and pulled his tights on and up over his nappy.  “These seem to be part of the set”, Zelda said coming towards him with matching lacey bonnet, frilly nappy cover and booties.  Eric wriggled desperately trying to resist but was no match for this aunts who soon had his frilly nappy cover pulled up over his tights and under his baby dress.  Hilda pulled his booties on and tied the ribbons at his ankles.  Zelda placed the bonnet on his head and tied the ribbon in a big bow under his chin.  “There!”

“Let’s bring your high-chair into the kitchen so we can all eat together”, Zelda suggested.  She wheeled the high chair along while Hilda ensured that Eric waddled along behind.  She waited as Zelda pushed the high chair through the kitchen door.  Eric was stopped in front of the hall mirror.  He whimpered.  The fluffy lavender layers of his baby dress only half covered his matching frilly nappy cover.  He cringed at the sight of his long legs in white tights.  He looked at the reflection of his face framed by his lacey bonnet and suc-ked on his soother.

Hilda brought him over to his high chair and helped him up.  Eric had his arms pushed this way and that and soon found straps tightening over his shoulders and chest followed by a little click as he was firmly secured in his high-chair.  “There!”  Zelda said as she stood back and smiled at the chest plate on his harness which was pink with cartoon bunny rabbits.  His legs in white tights and lavender booties dangled helplessly from his high chair.  She had brought a bib from the nursery which she tied around his neck.

He watched disconsolately as Hilda warmed up his bottle of milk.  Zelda prepared their toast.  Eric was just about able to hold his bottle up while he suc-ked on the teat and they munched on their toast.  Then Zelda made a bowl of muesli for him.  He grimaced and wriggled desperately against his harness but she pushed a spoonful into his mouth.  He cringed but had to swallow the breakfast which tasted like sawdust to him.

Zelda persisted despite Eric’s constant whimpering and wriggling until he had finished the bowlful.  Then she took a tissue and wiped his face.  “There’s a good baby!  Now would you like your play pen set up in the nursery or in the living room?”   “Hhhgggnn!”  “Nursery?”  He shook his head.  He didn’t want to be shut away in the pink room.  “Living room!” she confirmed and helped him waddle there.  She pushed him into the play pen and closed the side with a click.  He sat down and dutifully started playing with his rattles and dolls as he was programmed by Sabrina to do.

[dolly bo peep]

DaraJaney, thank you for your latest addition.

I think most of us readers wonder what exact problem Sabrina is having (appendix?),  what treatment will be required (surgery, perhaps?).

It's almost certain that aunts Hilda and Zelda will not reverse Sabrina's spells, so it looks like a near future continued life of humiliation in diapers, frilly baby dresses, etc., playing with dolls and rattles as programmed the playpen, drinking from baby bottles and being spoon fed mushy food, all at the mercy of his aunts or whoever they choose to babysit.

Baby Erika is undoubtedly hoping that Sabrina comes home soon to change him back.

[DaraJaney]

Episode 8

(previously on Sabrina the Teenage Witch’s Cousin …

Eric was wearing a pink baby dress with a nursery pattern of toys.  He had a matching lace-trimmed bonnet to hide his face and he could see his legs were now in white tights.  He pulled up the netting under his dress to see that he was also wearing a matching nappy cover with rows of frills.  “Nnnggghhh!”  It wasn’t fair!  He was being nice to her!  He still ended up in sissy clothes and now a nappy!

…

Sabrina and Harvey were curled up on the sofa when Sabrina flinched.  “What is it?”  “I’ve got a pain in my side”, she told him, feeling the sore spot.  “Ow!”  She suddenly doubled over.  “Oh my god!”  “Are you ok?”  “No.  Call a doctor!”  “We won’t get a doctor at this time of night.  I’ll drive you to the hospital.”)


The phone rang in the hall and Zelda answered.  He could just hear “yes”, “I see” and “Let us know.”  “Do give her our best wishes.”  Then she put down the phone.  “They have to operate.  She’ll be in for a few days.”   “Nnngggghhhh!”  Eric shook his rattle in protest.

Hilda looked down at him in the pen.  “Don’t worry sweetie, your aunties will take good care of you!  And you have lots of pretty baby dresses to wear.  What did you do to annoy Sabrina anyway?”  “Nnnggghhh!”  This wasn’t fair!

Later his mother phoned.  Eric listened from his play-pen trying not to shake his rattle too loudly.  She was told about Sabrina’s illness  and insisted on coming over.  Zelda looked at Eric in his pretty baby dress and wondered what she should say.  “I’m afraid that Eric must have annoyed her about something again.”  He could hear an unsympathetic reaction at the other end of the phone along the lines of “what now?”.  “You’ll see when you come over”, Zelda told her.

Eric sat suc-king on his soother looking up at his mother though the lace trim of his bonnet.  He gave his rattle a little shake.  “What did you do to Sabrina?!” she sighed, hands on hips.  Eric frowned.  Why did everyone assume he was at fault?  He had been trying to be extra nice but he still ended up in the most humiliating situation yet.

His mother looked out the window and saw the nappies and plastic pants pegged to the clothes line.  “Oh my goodness!  You’ve had to change his nappy!”  Eric looked down.  He was about to wet his nappy again.

His mother opened the side of his play-pen.  “Let me see you”, she instructed him.  He climbed to his feet and waddled out of the pen.  She smiled.  “That is a pretty dress.  And look at your frilly nappy cover!”  Eric cringed.  Hilda walked in.  “Time for his bottle”, she announced.  “Oh let me!” his mother insisted all too eagerly.

She strapped him into his high-chair and tied his bib on before helping him with his bottle.  When he was finished he whimpered a little and pointed to his nappy.   “Oh has baby done pee-pees for mommy?”  He nodded glumly.

He was lying face down on his changing table and his mother was pulling out another baby wipe when her phone rang.  She wandered off out of the room as she took the call.  Eric whimpered through his soother as he was left there with his bare bottom in the air.  He blubbered a little at being so helpless.  Hilda passed the door.  “Oh does baba need his botty powdered.”  He was actually grateful to her for completing his change and restoring his tights and baby dress.

And so Eric just had to play with his rattles, take his bottles and have his nappy changed by his all-too-happy mother while Sabrina recovered from her operation.  One day his Aunt Imelda arrived with her two little four-year-old twins.  They ran over giggling at Eric in his play-pen.   “Why is Eric dressed like a baby girl?”  Eric looked down ruefully at his baby dress.  “Because he must have annoyed Sabrina”, his mother replied.  He wished they would stop saying that.

“Why is Eric wearing a nappy?!”  Eric suc-ked hard on his soother.  “Because he needs to sweetie.”  “We don’t need nappies anymore!”  “No you don’t because you are big girls now.”  The twins looked so proud.  Then they looked at Eric holding a rattle in his play-pen sitting there in his pink baby dress with his thick nappy bulging under his frilly nappy cover and they giggled.

Finally it was announced that Sabrina was coming home.  Eric was strapped into his high-chair in the nursery when he heard the car pull in.  Finally, Sabrina could turn him back and explain that it wasn’t his fault at all.  There was lots of talk out in the hallway and Eric shook his rattle to try to get their attention.

Eventually Sabrina walked in.  “Oh I’m so sorry!” she apologized.  Then she smiled at his lemon dress.  “Those petticoats are cute!”  His mother smiled.  “There’s a cute heart embroidered on the seat of his nappy cover!”   Sabrina sighed.  “I suppose I’d better change you back you poor thing.”  Eric braced himself.

“Before you do”, his mother interrupted.  Eric whimpered at the delay.  “I’ve been staying in his usual room and we were hoping to stay the rest of the week.  If you change him back he won’t have a room.”  “Nnnghhh?”  “I see” Sabrina replied.  “Well I don’t have to.”   “Nnnngggghhhh!”  “It is nice having a cute baby to look after again”, she said reaching for his bottle.  They all smiled.  Eric kicked his legs desperately and wriggled in his high-chair but was firmly strapped in and they soon had him suc-king on his bottle.

When his mother put him down for a mid-afternoon nap he tossed and turned in his cot.  “It wasn’t fair!  Sabrina could just as easily turn him back and turn the nursery into a proper bedroom for him.  Instead they were keeping him in nappies and baby dresses for another few days in this horrid nursery.  He desperately wanted to explain that to them but he couldn’t speak.  He could only suc-k on his soother and suc-k it up.  He was sure it must have occurred to them too but his mother was only too happy to keep him in his cute dresses and nappies.  He cringed. 

His pink baby dress was hanging on the back of the door waiting for him after his nap, the matching nappy cover and tights were draped over a chair beside his cot. His mother had placed his matching bonnet on a wig stand to keep its shape.  He was about to wet his nappy again.