Part 46
I woke up feeling myself flooding my diaper. As I opened my eyes, I saw Traci squatting next to me, grinning, and holding my hand in a cold bowl of water. The other mommies were doing the same thing to their babies. "You better start bawling like a baby or your pics will be all over my social media and groups I belong to", she whispered in my ear.
I began bawling as loud as I could. "Ut Oh, did my widdle girl wet her diapee again? You will never get in big girl panties at this rate. Did you do poopies too? Let me check." She pulled my legs up and back and pulled my diaper away from my bottom to look in and give a sniff. All the moms laughed as she looked up and grinned. "Good Girl, no stinkies, but just to make sure..." She proceeded to take my diaper off and raise my behind up high while she changed me. This time I was double diapered and my rhumba style diaper cover was put on.
"Oh Traci, isn't that adorable!" Have her look this way and I will take your picture!" "OK, just one sec. Traci took out her lipstick and touched it up. As I lay there, she pulled my head up and pushed her cheek against mine and gave a big cheesy smile. I heard the Cassie's phone click several times. "These will look great in our advertisement if you don't mind! I will need you to sign a release though and if you would, give us a quick quote to post with it." "Of course, Cassie, I will sign it right now for you." Cassie brought the papers right over and they were signed with a flourish. " Let me upload them to our face book page you will see them."
A few seconds later, Cassie told everyone the page's address and told them to take a look. There were huge laughs and smiles. Traci made sure to show me what it looked like. There we were looking right at the camera, her dressed like any other day, and me in diapers and rhumba panties. In bold letters was her quote:" Sissy John had so much fun, she asked to come back every day. Needs to keep working on her potty training though. Great place for moms with big baby girls!" Traci ******* and she gave our last name! Underneath that picture was a picture of all of us on our potties, squinting and grunting as we tried to use them. Finally a pic of all of us snuggled up with each other sleeping, with the caption "Dreaming of Sugar Plum Fairies and Princess dresses"
At the top was a members button. Traci clicked on it so I could see all the pics that the moms and Cassie took that day. Cassie had taken one of each mommy and her baby as they entered, most of us being dragged in with diaper bag over mommy's shoulder. She captioned them with our names, such as Traci with her little baby sissy johnny. Tammy and her baby girl Timmy. There were various pics of us playing patty cake, coloring, getting changed, potty time, having our mommies help us make macaroni art, etc. Each mom had uploaded a bunch of pics, including one of me bawling as I was changed. At the bottom, it read, "More to Come..."
That afternoon, Cassie had a big tea party set up for us. The moms sat in regular chairs around the circle and we were on plastic toddler chairs. A pink tea set was there and filled with milk. We were made to have a tea party as the mom's watched in delight. More pictures were sure to be put online.
For recreation, Cassie had us skip. She would grab our wrists and pull us along as she skipped. She put "Skip to My Lou" on the audio. The mommies sat in two rows and we were made to skip down that aisle with Cassie. Of course our short dresses would go up and down exposing our diapers and frillies as we went. Each of us had to go three times up and down the aisle with her. I had trouble keeping up, so Traci got up and grabbed my other wrist and skipped down the aisle with us, teasing me mercilessly as we went. Both of them slowed it down until I got into sync with them. As we went down the aisle, their chests were bouncing around causing me a great distraction, but they ignored that as if it didn't matter. When I finally got it right the first time, Traci told me I only had two more times to go and made me do them both correctly. Cassie thought that I should do a solo for good measure, so everyone spread out and they had me skip down the aisle several times to their singing along with the music.
At the end of the day, Cassie took out a big parachute and had all the moms hold it with us. They made it go up and down and smiled and cajoled us as they sang nursery rhymes. When we were done, I was changed again before we left, spread wide and powdered heavily in front of all the other mommies. As we went down the hall, Cassie came running out. "Traci, don't forget her artwork! I am sure you will keep it on display." Sure enough, when we got home, it was proudly hung on the refrigerator where any house guest could see it. Cassie had written on it in the corner, "To Mommy, Love Sissy Johnny" and she had dated it.