================================================================= =========================== Mark Meets Jenny ==================== ================================================================= Mark walked over to his mom and dad as they were getting ready. "But why, mom?" Mark whined. Mark's mom turned and kneeled down to Mark's height. "Honey," she said sweetly. "I know you're upset, but we haven't gone out in a while, and it will only be a couple of hours," she continued holding Mark's shoulders. Mark looked at her, trying to guilt-trip her. "But I'm old enough!" Mark said. "Honey, you're only nine years old. Please, just relax. She's a nice and wonderful woman, I guarantee you'll love her!" Mark's mom replied. She stood up and walked next to his father, as he straightened his tie. Surely, to Mark's ears it was because he was too young. But the truth was that he was just too stubborn. Earlier that month, Mark had actually refused to go to the bathroom and actually went in his pants, not too mention that he often destroys the place, making it a wreck. Mark looked up at his mom and dad again and watched them put on their make-up as they got ready. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. "Oh, that must be her. I'll get it," Mark's dad said, as he walked out of the room and towards the front door. Mark shuffled his way behind his dad, getting ready to see the babysitter. Mark's dad opened the door, to reveal a beautiful girl, somewhere between the ages of 13 and 16. She was holding a bag, but within it was unknown. "Hi Mr. Mayak, I'm Jenny," she said as she stuck out her hand. Mark's dad held out his hand and the two shook hands. Mark looked at them, trying to stay hidden from sight. Mark's dad looked around quickly. "Listen, Jenny. My son is shy, and he wets the bed. Don't tell him that I told you. Make sure he gets his diaper on. Sometimes he can be stubborn about that. If he is any trouble at anytime, give us a call," Mark's dad whispered, handing her a card with their cell phone number on it. Jenny giggled. "Sure thing," she said, taking the card into her pocket. Mark looked over again, seeing Jenny's face completely. Jenny glanced over, seeing Mark. Mark's dad walked back into their bedroom. Mark walked out, building up confidence. Jenny kneeled down as he stood at her feet. "Hello there," Jenny said, chuckling as she waved. Mark said nothing as he stared at her. Mark's parents walked out of the bedroom, ready to go. "Well, we have to get going now," they said. "We'll be back soon, in about three hours," they continued. "Okay, have a wonderful time!" Jenny said. Mark looked up at the two. Eventually, the parents left. Mark and Jenny went into the living room, and sat down on the sofa. "So, what do you want to do, Mark?" Jenny said, happily. "I don't care..." he grunted. "Come on, there must be something you want to do," Jenny said. "Nope..." he said, facing away. Jenny smiled. She looked at her bag, and unzipped it. She looked inside the bag. "C'mon Mark. Something? You want to watch a movie, you want to play a game? Anything your parents don't let you do?" Jenny said. Mark said nothing, as he sat there. "Mark, we are going to be together for three hours, so you might as well just stop playing this game because I'm going to be here for a long time and I'm not going anywhere," Jenny said. But suddenly, as Jenny was sitting there, she saw something strange. Mark had his thumb in his mouth and he was peeing himself. "Mark...why are you doing this?" Jenny said, ignoring what she saw. He silently removed his thumb from his mouth, and dried it with his sleeve. "Honestly, you can tell me. I won't tell your parents," she continued. Mark turned his body back, fully revealing his peed-on pants. He looked at her, deciding whether or not he should tell her. "...come on Mark..." Jenny said. "I..." Mark said. "I...like being...like a baby..." Mark said as he stuttered. "Do your parents know about this?" Jenny said, not surprised at all. "...yeah..." Mark said. "But they don't approve. I always want to wear diapers and drink from a bottle, but they will never let me," Mark said. "That's why you wet the bed. You want the diapers, don't you?" Jenny said. Mark nodded his head. "Well I tell you what," Jenny said. "If you stop giving me a hard time, I'll show you what's in this bag. Deal?" Jenny said. Mark looked over at the bag and looked up. He thought how now that he told her everything, that he has to accept. "Okay...deal," Mark said. Jenny looked over at the bag, and reached in. Mark watched carefully at what she did. Finally, Jenny pulled out a bottle, and handed it to Mark. Mark looked at it, and felt happy and surprised. Jenny turned back around and continued searching through the bag. She pulled out a pacifier, and then handed that to Mark, too. Mark looked at the pacifier and bottle, and only wondered what would come out next. Jenny looked into the bag and pulled out a bib, plastic pants, and of course, a bag of diapers. Jenny looked over at Mark. "Now, with those wet pants and no diaper, I need to change you!" Mark lay down on the floor, happy. Jenny leaned down, pulling off Mark's wet pants. She pulled out some baby wipes and some powder as she tore open the bag of new diapers. Jenny also pulled off his shirt, as it had some pee on it, too. Jenny took a baby wipe and cleaned him up. Mark felt a glow of happiness and pleasure as Jenny put a diaper under his butt. Jenny slipped a diaper under his butt, and folded the front up. Mark looked down, from the floor and looked at the bag of diapers. 'Pampers size 6...' he thought to himself. Mark looked up at Jenny as she fastened the tapes. Jenny giggled and took a binky and put it in Mark's mouth. Mark sucked on it, and watched Jenny take his wet pants and walk into the hallway. Eventually, she came back. "Anything I can do for my baby boy?" she said, excited. "Ba-ba," Mark said. Jenny walked over, and picked up the bottle. She walked back into the hallway. Mark lay on the floor, content, remembering all of the days he imagined laying on the floor in a diaper. He just wished his parents did this for him. His parents were a fine couple, and all they want is their son to be best of the best. He sat there as he waited for Jenny to present him with a bottle, remembering the first time he decided he want to be a baby. It was when he was potty training. He was only 6 when he first was being potty trained. His parents had tried many times but Mark was just not ready. By age 6, they tried again. The two took his diapers away, and presented him with the toilet. Mark was fine with the idea, and for a while using nothing but training pants, Mark succeeded. His parents were proud, and decided that it was time to take the training diapers away. He did well without them. But one night, while Mark and his friend Monty were having a sleepover, Mark had an accident. Monty, who was 8, just laughed, calling him a baby. Traumatized, Mark decided that it was enough with underwear, and requested diapers. Mark's parents tried to make him feel better and tried to make him change his mind about wearing diapers but it was inevitable. After Mark had gone two months without diapers, he came up with a plot. He would act like he was a bed wetter. He would urinate on the bed after waking up, and eventually, his parents bought him Goodnites. Mark had gotten what he wanted, but after a while it wasn't enough. He wanted to be babied. It'd been like that for three long years, which brings us to the moment where he lays on the floor, in nothing but a diaper and a binky in his mouth. "Here you go, Marky!" Jenny said interrupting Mark's remembrance of the past. Jenny looked down, to find that the binky was no longer in his mouth. Instead, his thumb was. Jenny leaned down, and put the bottle close to his face. Mark felt a burst of happiness, as it broke his bad memories. He put his mouth on the nipple, and began to drink. The bottle was quite large, it was obviously made for adults and it was filled completely to the top. Jenny set the bottle on his face as she put he arms under him. She pulled up with all of her might, and managed to pick up Mark, who wasn't that heavy. He was only 50lbs max. She carried him over to the blanket she had apparently set out in front of the TV. She sat him down on the blanket. Mark lay there and watched the TV as Jenny sat down with Mark, and continued feeding him. Eventually, Mark felt the need to pee as he was still drinking from the adult sized bottle. He just let go. He began to pee in his diaper, which had been his dream for the past two years. As he was peeing his diaper, Jenny sat and watched his diaper fill and bulge. Jenny giggled and pulled the bottle out of his mouth. Jenny looked over at diaper bag that was sitting next to her. She looked over at the bag and snagged one out. She pulled out a diaper, and the powder and the wipes, and unfastened the tapes and began to change Mark's diaper. She handed Mark the bottle again, now that she had free hands. "Can you handle that yourself while I change your diapie, Marky?" Jenny asked. Mark nodded a yes as he continued to drink. She giggled again and continued to change his diaper. This is the way it would be for the rest of that day. Every time Mark would run out of milk Jenny would give Mark the binky and refill. Every time he would go in his diapers, she would change them. Eventually Mark became unaware of anything. He got used to the whole cycle. Eventually the clock struck nine. His parents would be home soon, so Jenny had to clean up. Mark lay there and continued drinking his bottle and continued watching TV as Jenny fixed all of the furniture back. "Okay, where is your room, Marky?" Jenny asked. Mark stood up, and pulled the bottle out of his mouth. "Fowoe me," Mark said with a wisp, used to sucking the bottle. Mark lead Jenny into his room, not too far from his parents' room. "Okay, I'm going to let you keep the binky and the bottle, but for now, I can't let you keep the diapers, okay, Marky? This is a present for being such a good boy today!" Jenny said. "Really?!" Mark said happily. "Okay Marky, I need you to get into bed. I need to change you into your big-boy diaper, okay?" Jenny said. "No! I don't want those stupid big-boy diapers! I like these diapers!" Mark whined. "I know, I know, I don't like them either, but if you don't get into them, your momma and dadda will get mad at me and you won't see me anymore, and you don't want that, do you?" Jenny said in reply, doing her baby voice. "...no..." Mark said, laying down on the bed. "Good boy," Jenny said. She leaned down, and put the bottle and the binky under his bed so his parents wouldn't find them. She unfastened the diaper to find that it was clean. She took out the diaper from under him, and asked "Where are the big-boy diapers?" Mark looked around. "In my closet," Mark said. Jenny walked over to the closet and returned with a Goodnite. She slid one on, and took the old one and put it in her purse, seeing how it was clean. "Okay, all done. What do you want to do now, Marky?" Jenny asked. "Weed me a bedtime storwy" Mark said, whispering. "Sure," she said. She pulled out a story from the book shelf and began reading it. She read it to him for ten minutes, until Marky finally went to sleep. Jenny sat on the couch waiting for his parents to come home. Eventually Mark's parents came home. "So how was he?" Mark's mom asked. "He was great, never handled one so well-behaved," she said. "How was he...with his diaper?" Mark's dad asked. "Oh, he got it on right away. He didn't hesitate to get it on," she said. "He's sleeping like a baby," she said, continuing. Mark's parents thanked and paid Jenny, and eventually she left. Mark's dad looked over at his mom. "So, think we should hire her again?" he said. "Absolutely, she said he was no problem at all." Mark's mom replied. Well that's it for now, hopefully you enjoyed my story. Currently I have no plans for one that will take place in the future, I need to draft ideas for that. But until then, I'm making a very long prequel, so it may be several weeks until the prequel. Thanks, later. P.S.: Visit my website at http://angelfire.com/ultra/babyjake/intro.html