Part 9
"I'm not going to play dress up," Jeff said.
"Might want to reconsider that. I mean so far it's still just our little secret," Jennifer said.
"And if we don't play along with this you're going to blab this all over the school aren't you," Jeff asked in agony.
"Now why would I do that," Jennifer said and added, "that would spoil all of this! You know, no leverage then. It's going to be more fun with me the only one knowing!"
"You're not going to tell," Bobby asked a little surprised.
"Of course not! like I said, that would ruin everything," Jennifer said and added: "Besides, Bobby, you've always been nice to me. That's why you can be the baby boy. On the other hand Jeff here hasn't been very nice very often. I never did like that name Chub or Chubby!"
"OK, I'm sorry about that. So what if I stop calling you that," Jeff said in a renewed panic.
"That would be nice! Really nice! Although it doesn't take back all of those years, or just now, when you called me Chub again. Honestly Jeff, if you think about it, you really do need to be punished for that," Jennifer said.
"So now what," Jeff asked.
"Now what? Well, we're going to need some time to play. I'm thinking about this coming Saturday! Mom's working overtime and I'm going to be home working on that book report we've got due. Thought I'd invite you both over to play and then help me with my report," Jennifer said and added, "you can tell your mommies that we're doing the book report and not about playing dress up."
"Play how," Jeff asked but already knowing the answer.
"Oh Jeff, deep down you already know that part. Remember, I'm Chubby! Remember, I was so very chubby back when I was little. The thing is I'm not sure how far back we can go. I mean as far as my things fitting you that is, so we should spend a little of that time trying things on. Of course that's the fun part about playing dress-up anyway," Jennifer said and added, "and don't worry, you'll be diapered while you're trying on my dresses."
"And if I... I mean if we say no what then? You tell right," Jeff said.
"I'm afraid so," Jennifer said.
"What time," Bobby asked already resigned to do this since they really didn't have much choice.
"About nine! Like I said, you both can tell your moms that we are working on our book reports together. Just put a couple of diapers and a pair of your baby pants in your backpacks with your books before you come over. As for you Jeff, I'll start pulling things out for you to try on," Jennifer said.
"You're not dressing me are you," Bobby asked nervously and added, "I never called you any names?"
"I didn't mean you Bobby! Unfortunately I would like to see you in a diaper so you're going to be my baby boy. Jeff here is going to be your sister or my baby girl," Jennifer said.
"Like hell," Jeff said.
"I know it's hard to imagine honey so I'll leave that up to you! You show up and take your punishment and my lips are sealed. You don't and I go on-line and drop the story for the school paper. Of course they won't print it, but I'll bet the rumors are out by the time you get to school Monday. Then again, it might actually show up in the newspaper since my best friend, Susan, is sure to post something about this," Jennifer said.
"Blackmail," Jeff said in disgust.
"Big time," Jennifer said.
"I'll be there," Bobby said.
"Doesn't seem like we have much choice," Jeff said.
"Nope! Although look at this on the bright side! You sort of get to be babies again and you Jeff get to wear some very pretty things. Now how many boys ever get to do that," Jennifer asked.
Jeff went silent. Both boys and Jennifer were silent as the bus pulled up.
Jeff and Bobby talked that night on-line using messenger. Obviously they had to do it, Bobby rationalized, but to calm Jeff, Bobby promised to ask Jennifer to back off on the baby girl thing. Both boys avoided Jennifer for the remainder of that day. Both boys continued wearing the diapers to bed but Bobby, of course, was happily changed right after school and adored his new Pampers. So to his mother wondering how long to push it and deciding at least till the Pampers were gone.
It was Saturday morning with five minutes before the hour when Bobby knocked on Jennifer's door. Jeff was standing slightly back and sulking.
"Hey, good morning you two! Right on time," Jennifer said and added, "come on in. You guys bring your baby things?"
"I did," Bobby said.
"Jeffrey honey, you didn't answer," Jennifer asked when Jeff didn't respond.
"YES! You happy," Jeff said in anger.
"I will be! Come up to my room. I've got a few things laid out that I want you to try first. I've sorted them by years," Jennifer said.
There were five dresses laid side by side on Jennifer's canopy bed. A powder blue, two white and two pink. Each dress slightly smaller than the one next to it beginning at the foot board.
"This one first!" Jennifer said as she picked up the first dress, the smallest. One of the pink ones. As soon as she did so it was clearly too small for Jeff as she held it up. The second one was not as small and might have fit Jeff handing that one to Bobby to hold. The third, the white with pink trim looked like it might fit Jeff easily.
"This one first," Jennifer said.
"I can't," Jeff said beginning to look like he was going to break down.
"Jeffrey, you really must," Jennifer said.
"I just can't," Jeff said and added, "and I don't care who you tell!"
"Well, that's too bad! OK, so be it! I guess our little get together is over then," Jennifer said.
"No! Wait! Look Jennifer, no need for that. Here, tell you what Jeff, I'll wear this one first," Bobby said holding the pink dress out and adding, "we'll both be baby girls together."
"You don't have to Bobby! It's Jeff I want to see in my dresses," Jennifer said.
"We're in this together," Bobby said looking at his friend as he started to take his tee-shirt off. A second later Bobby was bringing the dress over his head and added, come on Jeff, we don't have a choice here."
"Fine," Jeff said looking at his friend now wearing the pink party dress he'd taken up. It fit Bobby almost perfectly. Jennifer was looking at Bobby with an odd stare. Bobby was looking back at her not smiling but not frowning either. Jeff had picked up the white one slowly, reluctantly not looking at Bobby or Jennifer.
"Wait," Jennifer said as Jeff started to pull his tee-shirt up and off.
"What," Jeff said.
"No need for that Jeff! Look, I just wanted to scare you guys a little. I've really hated you calling me Chubby all of these years. Tell you what, if you promise to stop calling me that you're off the hook," Jennifer said.
"Seriously," Jeff asked.
"Seriously," Jennifer answered.
"And you won't tell anyone about the diapers," Jeff asked looking suddenly hopeful.
"Not a soul. Unless of course you call me Chubby again," Jennifer said.
"Never again! Honestly, and I really am sorry," Jeff said clearly relieved.
"Fair enough," Jennifer said.
"Can we go then," Jeff asked anxiously. He wanted to be out of there.
"Yes," Jennifer said but paused before adding, "Bobby, I really could still use some help with that book report. Would you mind? I mean can you stay for just a little bit longer to get me started?"
"I guess so!" Bobby said feeling suddenly silly that he was wearing one of Jennifer's old dresses.
"But I can go, right," Jeff said looking decidedly relieved and a little sympathetically at his friend.
"You can go! Unless you'd like to stay and help me as well. No dresses! No mention of your diapers either," Jennifer said.