Getting High  By: Long_Rifle

 

Right…  This story has become the BANE of my existence.  It was written in an old format that just sucked balls.  And caused it to always post as a weird thin column.  THEN, to make matters worse, other “writers” keep changing the characters names, and adding a bit to it to make it “their own”… 

 

All the while NOT fixing the bad grammar, or the horrible formatting.  Time to stop that right now.  I’m fixing this sucker.

 

Okay.  So I tried.  This thing is an old one.  And I can’t do much for it unless I want to totally rewrite it.  And that ISN’T going to happen.  Seeing as I can only put so much lipstick on this, here ya go.  It is what it is:

 



Sandy was a good student, she got mostly A's. When not at school she helped out around the house, and made a little money baby-sitting on the side. She wasn't the most popular at school but she had a few friends. Being 17 she was just getting curious about the ways of the world, first was flirting, then drinking. At her last party she had smoked her first joint. Her head had been spinning for an hour, finally she had been so disoriented she had wet her pants a little

 

Walking home had been embarrassing for her, thankfully her parents trusted her completely, and didn't ask to many questions. But that had been a few days ago and now she had to get ready to go baby-sit. She smiled to herself, this was a special one. Sara had been born special, and required allot of care.  Which meant her parents did not get a lot of time apart. She knew the drill, they would be gone for a couple of days, during which she had run of the house.  She did not mind changing the huge diapers, at 7 dollars an hour, she could do worse.

At 8:00 she showed up at their door. They hugged her and told her Sara was sleeping up in her room. They asked if she had any questions, and reminded her to give Sara her medication. How could she forget, Sara loved her medicine, she would cry until she got it, then sleep for hours. Finally they had gone so Sandy
checked on her, she was sleeping. As she lay in her cot she looked so peaceful.

Sandy reached down and slowly ran her hand thru Sara's hair, then  with a quick motion pulled her thumb from her mouth and inserted a pacifier. Only another hour and she would have to get her medicine.  She walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind her, slowly she pulled from her pocket a lighter and a roach, She wanted to light it but she was worried about the smoke, she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, “Cool down girl.  You‘re alone here“, she said to herself.  Sandy felt so nervous, that’s when she saw the bottle.  

 

Sara's medicine. The warning on the side took over half the bottle. But what stood out was the bold print. “MAY cause extreme euphoria. Use only with doctors care.  Do not, under any circumstances, even think of operating anything while using this medication.”  She slowly pulled the bottle to her face to get a closer look . “Wow,” she thought, “I can‘t believe I never thought of using this stuff before, I was such a dork.”   She put the lighter away and took the
bottle to the kitchen; they would never know if she had used some. Grabbing the dropper she used on Sara, she was about to open her mouth when she had second thoughts. Smiling she put her hands on her face, “It’s only one time, nothing will happen.” She said. “I’ll just get a short buzz;  probably.”   She reread the instructions on the bottle, and thought to herself, “All those warnings are just worse case scenarios.”

The sounds of Sara's crying brought her back to earth. “Sounds like some one is getting hungry.” She thought.  Sandy walked into the room and found Sara sitting up. The smell coming from her told the story. She smiled, “Well looks like someone needs a diaper change first huh?”

Even though Sara was younger than her, she was a little fatter, since she didn’t move much. They referred to it as baby fat. So Sandy always had trouble moving her around. After dropping the side of the crib she got her to her feet and walked her over to the pad.  Slowly she lowered her to the mat and undid the tapes of the dirty diaper, at the same time she talked to her. “Ohhh did little Sara have
an accident?, don't worry mommy will clean it all up, there!, almost done. Maybe if mommy  had a diaper on during that last party she wouldn’t have wet her pants.”   Sara was clean and a new diaper was ready to be put in place. She finished taping it closed  and then realized that was her problem. She was a afraid to lose control again.

 

Sandy lifted the now clean baby and walked her to her special playpen. They had spent hours in there together as Sandy played games with her. She went back to the kitchen and grabbed a few bottles of milk. And softly placed them into the pen.  She always did this so Sara could drink whenever she
wanted. But instead of grabbing one like she normally did,  Sara reached out and pouted, crying and bouncing on her butt. Sandy knew what was wrong. “Oh!! Your drops! Let me go get them.” After giving her the liquid she watched as Sara slowly calmed down and then smiled as she slumped down on  the floor of the pen.  Drool rolled slowly from her mouth as she softly cooed.

Having seen that, Sandy knew she would take the drops, she wanted to know what that felt like. But first she had to make sure she was safe. She slowly
walked into Sara's room and blushing, grabbed a diaper from her rather large pile. She felt embarrassed as she laid down on the diaper mat and pulled her pants off.  Then  came her panties.   As she took those off she blushed even harder. The diaper felt odd as she pulled it under her butt, the sound of the plastic crinkling as she folded it over seemed louder thanever.  But finally she got it taped on.

 

Standing with the bulk of the diaper between her legs threw her off.  The diapers were very thick, since Sara wet almost constantly. She walked over to the mirror and looked at herself; she looked so odd. The diaper made her walk funny. But soon enough she was through with the wonder of the moment and found herself in the kitchen, the dropper in her hand. She opened her mouth and
slowly dropped the liquid into it. She quickly closed the bottle and ran to the pen, she jumped over the wall and stood next to Sara. Whatever happened she would be ready.

Sandy stood still for a few moments. She waited for something, anything....... But nothing happened.   “What a waste!” she thought. She reached her hands out to
grab the railing.  But when her fingers brushed the soft padding they involuntarily closed. Sandy looked down at her now clenched fists. They wouldn't open, she tried to spread her fingers, but they would not. Sandy heard a giggling behind her, looking down she saw Sara laughing and pointing her finger at her; at
her diaper to be exact.

 

“What? What’s so funny?” She asked the giggling girl.

 

 As Sandy bent over to have a better look at her diaper she heard Sara say, “Wet! You wet! You baby now!”


That’s when Sandy noticed the spot on her diaper, the spot that was growing larger.” What the.....” Sandy whispered. She brought her hands down and patted the diaper, it was warm, and bulging.  She was wetting her diaper and she didn't even know it. She tried to stop. But nothing would work.

 

“Sandy go pee-pee!!!! You need dippees nowww!” Sara cooed.

 

Sandy was worried, and she didn't need any crap from her right now. “Stop that! That’s not funny!”, she looked back to Sara, and in the process of bending up straight again she bent her knees out, like a baby. Tingles were now shooting down her back and everything felt weird. That’s when she noticed her hands were still resting on her diaper. As if they would only work when she needed them and would stop working as she thought to do something else.

 

Sandy held her fingers up to her face and looked at them. Her fingers
touched to side of her jaw, and she seemed to explode. The feeling was so intense, but even as she wanted more she realized that she was in trouble. Her
hands were moving on their own. It felt good, but she couldn’t stop. Engrossed she could only mumble as she dropped onto her diapered butt.  Both hands frantically rubbing her face as one found her mouth.  Suddenly she was in heaven! It was great, the taste of her hands was wonderful. She lusted after
the very wrinkles on her hands and fingers. Sara lost track of time as she sat there sucking on her fingers.


Rolling onto her back she felt something between her legs. But her mind was in no shape to tell her what it was, she only wanted more as she tried to push more
out. Her body rocked as she tried to move the soft mess around. She squealed with delight as she peed herself again. Drool rolled down her chin as she lifted her legs up.  Seeing her foot, she quickly grabbed at it and started to suck her toes. So much pleasure, her mind blanked in and out. But soon a new
feeling emerged, her toes popped out of her mouth and she swung her hands around, she saw the padded bars, but could not focus on them. She had become very near sighted. Anything past six inches was a blur. Sandy
was scared; she wanted up, she wanted to be warm, mostly she wanted her mother. Which is why she opened her mouth and started to cry, just like a baby.

 

Sandy knew it was wrong. But she couldn't stop. There was a blur of motion, suddenly something filled her mouth. Instinctively she started to nurse, the fluid filled her mouth and she swallowed. “ Mommy!!!” she thought, as she fell asleep.

Sandy slowly blinked her eyes. It was morning, and the sun was shining on her face. She stretched out her arms and yawned as she awoke. She felt something
drop from her mouth. She looked down to see it was a pacifier, she rubbed her eyes, and tried to remember what had happened earlier, she knew she was in a playpen; Sara's playpen.  THAT opened her eyes, bolting up she saw her surroundings, and they brought everything back.  Looking down at her  sopping diaper she wiggled her butt a little.  The crinkle of plastic still sounded to loud, she looked over towards Sara, and made sure she was okay.  And smiled when she saw her diaper looked drier then her own.

 

“Oh man...” she said, as she got to her feet slowly. She had been so stoned. Sandy remembered the feelings, the joy, it amazed her that there was no
hangover type sickness. Instead she felt as though she was still buzzing. Gripping the side of the pen she felt the need to pee. She smiled as she let it flow into the already soaked diaper. “Ahhhh” She sighed. Sandy felt the flow stop, then lifted her legs over the railing. Even though everything was working again, especially her sight and her balance, she still felt a little off.

Sandy couldn't walk right, she figured the bulging diaper caused that, as she waddled into the bathroom she had an urge the get on her knees and crawl. As the shower warmed she untaped the sides of the diaper. “Wow, I really filled this thing.  I doubt it could take another drop... “ She rolled it closed and wiped most
of the mess off. But she really felt better after the shower. Drying off she walked thru the house to the kitchen, Sandy knew she should put on something to wear,
but the need to do it just wasn't there.

 

When she saw the drops she stopped.  Instantly she was overcome with the urge to use them. She even lost control of herself a little.  Mistakenly she thought it was just a simple accident, she cleared her head with a cold glass of water, and wondered what she should do.  She grabbed the dropped of medicine and without really thinking about it dropped in a double dose in a bottle.  She set it next to the sink,  then left the kitchen to wake up Sara, she cleaned her, cooing softly while she changed her diaper, being very gentle with her, even more so then normal. Then, with extra flourish she gave Sara the drops. “There you go ,honey. Thanks for the bottle last night!” And just before the effects started she thought she saw recognition in Sara’s face.

 

Later Sandy sat at the table, feeding the big baby her breakfast. She wanted to use the drops again.  Maybe not as much this time, but she still wanted to try them again, but she needed help.  “Who can I call that I can trust?”  She decided on Karen, she had known her almost her entire life.  As she finished feeding Sara she thought she seemed even happier than normal today.  As she wiped her clean she picked up the phone and waited for Karen to answer, when she did Sand spoke quickly, “You have to come over here Karen!  I found something that you’re going to love!!” Karen agreed quickly. Leaving Sandy to get ready.

 

She knew Sara liked the bath, so she decided as a treat to take her into the bathroom and give her a nice long soaking.  Sara splashed water all over. But today Sandy didn’t mind. She even played a little. “Why did I ever stop playing in the tub?”  She decided she would change that. When the bath was finished Sandy realized Karen would be there any minute. She quickly diapered Sara and
plopped her in to the play pen. Sandy stood in the middle of the room, she had forgot something but what?

She caught her reflection in the mirror. “Oh, yeah....  My clothes!”, she needed to put something on. She laughed to herself as she sprinted into the nursery and quickly diapered herself. Sandy almost put her own shirt on, but decided on something else. Something in pink. She found a nice romper in the dresser and
put that on. Having baby stuff on again made her heart beat faster, as she was leaving the room there was a knock on the front door.  

The sound brought Sandy back to reality, “What am I  doing?”, she was wearing a diaper and baby clothes.  She had wanted this so badly, some one else to do things for her as she lay in a semi-conscience daze. But now she thought different, what if she made fun of her?  Sandy didn’t know if she could handle that. She walked to the door and slowly opened it a crack.  Sandy smiled at her friend, "Oh hi! What are you doing here?"

"You called me and asked me to show up, stupid." She said, "Why are you standing behind the door like that?  Are you going to let me in?"

Sandy didn't know what to do, she wanted her to leave now.  "Listen, I just wanted to know something for school, but I found what I needed so thanks for
stopping by."  She hoped this would send Karen away, but to her dismay Karen stood there. Sandy tried to close the door, that's when she felt a tingle from her bum, she needed to get to a toilet soon, the pressure seemed to be building faster than normal. Sandy felt it start to move, she almost panicked but a voice in the back of her head whispered, “don't worry honey you have a diaper on.  So you can go anywhere.” This made her feel better and she relaxed, the mess moved slowly from her, to the diaper around her waist. Sandy audibly sighed, and this caught the attention of Karen.
"What was that?" Karen laughed,  "That almost looked and sounded like you messed yourself. Is what Sara has catchy?”  Karen laughed since she had meant it as a joke, but Sandy blushed at the comment.

 

She was about to slam and lock the door but she heard the house phone start to ring, and again she heard the voice. “Remember always answer by the second ring.”

 

Sandy tried to remember where she had heard that. “Who told me that? My  mommy? I have to hurry!”  she thought.  She ran from the door and scooped up the phone" Hello?" It was her mother, she got so excited she talked to her in a rush. She forgot what she had been doing and talked excitedly on the phone.

Karen saw her friend run from the door and go to the phone, “ The game must be over she thought.” Opening the door she smelt it, the odor of a messy baby, she looked over at Sara who was sleeping deeply in her playpen. She walked slowly up to her and checked her diaper. It was clean.   “Where is that smell coming from?” Karen could hear Sandy talking on the phone to her mother. She slowly walked up behind her and stopped, her friend was in a diaper! Just a diaper, and a pink something. But that was not the worst, the back of her diaper was bulging. Karen stood in shock as she looked upon her friend, she heard something about Sandy having to watch Sara for another week. This seemed to excite Sandy who exclaimed " OH GOODY" in a very loud voice, but as Karen watched Sandy stopped all her squirming and spread her legs at the knees.

Even from behind Karen knew what she was doing, this didn't mean she still believed it. But as she watched the diaper turned a darker color, and slowly the
darker patch swelled even larger over the rest of the thick diaper. Sandy tried to stand back straight up, but the thickness of the now soaked diaper stopped
her from anything but standing there completely bowlegged. Karen heard her say “Okay, bye bye.” And watched as it took her three times to hang up the phone. Sandy turned quickly; she was about to run back to the door, instead she looked right into the face of Karen.

Sandy was so excited she had almost forgot about her friend at the door, she had stood and listened to her mother tell her she would need to stick around for
another week at least. She had almost burst at that, she thought of all the time she would have to try out Sara's drops. As she got off the phone she realized
she had indeed wet, enough that she was having a hard time standing up straight. Sandy had felt an overwhelming urge to drop to the floor and crawl to the door but she controlled herself. She was giddy with anticipation. As she turned around she was stunned to see Karen already in the house and standing right behind her.  "Hi Karen!" She said, "Are you ready to play?" And she tried to walk up to her friend, that’s when she remembered she was in nothing but a shirt and a diaper. A wet and apparently dirty diaper, but Karen was about to point that out .

"Someone smells stinky!" Karen said with a glint in her eyes. Sandy stood still in shock, how could this happen? Karen stepped forward and grabbed Sandy around the small of the back, she then used her other arm to pull away the top of the diaper and check it.  "Soaked." Was the only word that she said. But that was
enough to make Sandy try to get away,

 

"No no no..." Was the only thing she muttered as she waddled backwards, away from Karen. Who smiled and just as slowly advanced. Sandy was about to turn and run when her leg stepped back and hit something it, caused her to fall backwards and into whatever she had hit. Then she realized what it was. Sara's baby carrier. What she loved to lay and be rocked to sleep in, Sandy had to get out of it! She squirmed but it was no use, she was stuck.

 

Karen smiled down at her, whatever was going on she kind of liked it. If sandy wanted to act like a baby then she would let her.  "Well it looks like little Sandy wants to go bedy byes, well let me get you your bottle, oh silly me first I should strap you in so you don't fall out."

 

Sandy knew she was about to get her wish, she only half heartily fought to stop
the straps, Karen walked into the kitchen and quickly came back. "Well look what I found, a bottle out and ready to go!"

 

Sandy stopped smiling, that was the bottle with the double dose of the drops. She realized that she was still under the effects of the first ones, what if this was permanent? She didn't want to be a baby forever.  "Karen wait. Please, not that
bottle. Just get me a new one." But Karen was not about to do that.

 

"Listen, you wanted to be the baby so you get a bottle of milk okay? You can't tell me no. I'm the boss, and as long as I'm changing your diapers you'll act just like a little baby understand.?"

 

"But Karen that bottle has double the Medicine that Sara usually gets, I took some earlier and that’s why I'm acting so weird."

Karen only smiled, "Well then if that's what you did then who am I to stop you? " At that she shoved the bottle into Sandy’s mouth.

Sandy threw her hands about wildly, trying to knock the bottle out of her friends hands. But to her horror, she could taste the sweet formula run down her throat. She wanted to scream but the nipple prevented it. Karen smiled down at Sandy, the look on her face was one she'd never seen before. As if she expected to
die. "Silly baby, mommy would never use a bottle she found just laying around. I dumped the milk out and refilled it." The look suddenly changed from horror
to surprise.

Sandy was so happy she started to suckle with all her strength, the bottle was quickly emptied, and even though her stomach was filled with both air and
formula causing her to be in some pain she was happy.  She giggled loudly as she was lifted out of the carrier. She kicked her feet as she was set over Karen’s shoulder and slapped lightly, she was about to tell her to stop it when she burped. That wasn't the worst part, Sandy blushed as she realized she had
spit up a large amount of the formula.

 

Karen could feel Sandy curling her toes, and trying to bury her head in her chest. "Aww, mommy will make it all better."

While Sandy had wanted this, and was really enjoying the experience she still had a feeling of doubt in the back of her mind. So when she was let down to stand on her own feet, she said  "Karen, I really like this. I mean I've always wondered what this would be like, but it needs to stop."

 

"Why, Sannnndy?" Karen reached out and gently patted her on the head.

 

"Please Karen, I don't know exactly what that medicine did to me but I still feel really weird."  Sandy turned around and started to walk towards the kitchen, again Karen had to hide her laughs, this was her friend. But the way she was dressed, or undressed to be exact made her look so cute, the way the diaper
made her waddle as she walked, the way her hair hung, the crinkle of the plastic. Karen didn't know why, but she wanted to keep her this way. Did that medicine
really do all this? Would it really reduce her at least for a little while to babyhood?

 

She watched as Karen got a small cup out and tried to fill it with water from the sink. The way she acted, it was as though she still had the reactions of a small child. The water spilled all over as she finally got the cup to her mouth and drank. She did it with a lot of concentration  and as she thought of keeping the cup to her lips her body ran on auto pilot.  That’s when Karen noticed something odd, and totally baby like, it made her smile. As Sandy tilted the cup ever higher she slowly spread her legs out, at the knees.

Karen had seen this before, she walked up behind sandy and lightly placed her hand on the rear of her diaper.  She felt the mess that Sandy had previously
“deposited” there,  she flattened it out gently and waited.  At first she didn't feel anything, then, just as she was about to remove her hand she felt the diaper bulge. And as the bulge got bigger, Sand started to sit down lower. Before long she was sitting in Karen's hand. Karen could feel her hand sink  into
the mess.

Sandy had finished her water and when she felt her friend put her hand under her butt she had felt like sitting on it. The diaper felt odd, and as Sandy finally sat most of her weight into the hand she started to move her butt back and forth. Whatever was in there didn't feel to bad, it was warm and made her feel, well odd. She wasn't sexually excited but she was giddy, that was when she felt the diaper grow warm in the front, she knew what that was,  she was pissing herself. But it felt wonderful, it was as though the drug was back in her system. She sighed as she started to slide to her knees, Karen had seen this coming and had caught her.

She gently laid her on the floor, and noticed that Sandy was drooling out of the corner of her mouth.  Karen looked into her eyes, and saw complete bliss. Now she knew that the drug was responsible, it must be an awesome trip, since this was just a small flashback. Karen looked at her friend lying on the floor, slowly moving her legs and gurgling like an infant. She squatted down and gently stroked Sandy’s back. The response was a muted fart, another bulge and babyish giggling. Karen patted the diaper, she wanted it. All of it, she didn't care. She was sitting next to Sandy and looked over at Sara. If that was what might happen screw it. That would be life! Having people do everything for you. And not having to pay for it.  

Sandy indeed was acting like a baby again.  And it was the fault of the drops, but she was still thinking fairly clearly.  She wanted to get up and talk to Karen.  But she couldn’t stop mouthing her thumb, which had found it’s way between her lips.  She noticed the look in Karen’s eyes as she looked at the bottle of medicine.  A hunger appeared, and as Karen swept her eyes over the two babies in the room the look seemed to grow more intense.  Sandy knew Karen enjoyed being on the edge.  She would take any chance if she thought it would lead to some fun.   Now Sandy felt she knew what was about to happen.  Frantically she tried to get control over her body.  She managed to pull herself up onto her hands and knees and vainly tried to tell her to stop.

Karen was reaching for her “salvation” when she heard Sandy cooing on the floor.  Karen grabbed the bottle and squatted down next to her.  “Now honey
don’t worry, you can have some too.”  Sandy watched as Karen spilled a small amount onto the floor in front of her.   ”Now you can just lick some up and have a little fun.”   Karen got down on her hands so she could get real close to Sandy’s face,  ”But mommy Karen is going for a little longer ride.  If such a small amount did this to you then I bet a mouthful will be absolute heaven.”  

 

Sandy did not want to lose her friend, she could feel the effects start to wear
off.  And with that, her control over her body was coming back.  Very softly she started to speak, barely able to form the words she tried to tell Karen not to
do it.

Karen could heard something but could not understand it, she got even closer to Sandy, turning her ear so it was directly in front of her mouth.  When she did
the warnings became clear.   “Oh, I’m so touched that you feel that way.  But you’re not losing a friend.  Think of it as gaining another baby-sitting job.”  Then she licked the side of Sandy’s face.

Sandy recoiled at this and almost cried.  Her strength was rapidly returning, she tried to slap her friend.  But it merely bounced off her.  Karen reached to the
counter and grabbed a towel, then used it to soak up the medicine she had dropped on the floor.

“Well Sandy, if you want to be mean then you don’t get your drops!”   With a final look towards Sara she poured the entire bottle into her mouth.  This act actually drove Sandy to tears, she had been almost to her feet., trying to make Karen stop, but now she slid back down to the floor in defeat.  “Might as well watch the show.”  she thought to herself.

Karen licked her lips as she enjoyed the flavor of the liquid.  She looked down at Sandy who appeared to have a look of pity on her face and smiled at her,  “Well sweetie how long do I have?  Should I change now or wait for you to do it for me?”  

 

Sandy surprised her by speaking very clearly,  “Might as well pull your clothes off now, it will be easier to clean you up that way.”  

 

Karen excitedly pulled off every stitch of clothes she had on. She spun around on her toes, her arms outstretched, giggling.  Her hair arced away from her head, and as she stopped it covered her face.  She wiped it away and felt that a large patch of it was wet.  And it was sticking to her face.  ”What the....”  But she didn’t say “what the”.  It came out,  “Gaa gaa.”  

Sandy had sat in one of the kitchen chairs, she had felt something wet hit her arm.  When Karen stopped she realized it was drool.  Then she had tried to say
something but all that came out was baby talk.  Her hands had shot up towards her face and felt the spit running down and out of her mouth.  She frantically
started to babble, looking at Sandy who just stared back at her with pity.  Karen raised her arms up as if to show Sandy the drool smeared all over them and then she quickly wrapped them around her own waist.  Sandy assumed she was seeing exactly what had happened to her before but she was wrong, this was different.

The medication was racing through her system, resetting  her biological clock. Her brain now perceived itself as being a baby again.  The first thing it did as it started to change was check how fat her body was.  Then finding she had little to no fat, it sent the signal to be hungry.  Unfortunately the massive amounts of the drug in her system magnified that signal, causing her mouth to water and then her stomach to have massive hunger pains.  Now she was reduced to standing there, sucking her lower lip.  She was so hungry she didn’t care that she was peeing all over the floor as she looked for a bottle.  Sandy didn’t want Karen to slip, she tries to grab her, but as she reached Karen it was to late.  A misstep and smack, Karen was laying on her back in a puddle of pee.  Her brain decided this felt right, non the less she started to bawl.  Throwing a tantrum.  She knew she looked stupid but she couldn’t stop.  Were was that high Sandy and Sara gotten?  

The massive dose had caused a total melt down, instead of just acting like a baby and getting a great high, it was causing her physical functions to be reduced to that of a real baby.  She was getting her wish, she would be taken care of.  She just wouldn’t get any pleasure out of it.  Of course Karen didn’t care about that right now, she was to busy trying to roll over onto her chest.  Sandy had to help her, but now she felt a little better, she stopped crying and  tried to push herself up with her hands.  She couldn’t quite do it, instead she managed
to slide her body backwards a bit.

Sandy smelt something horrible,  “Oh geez.  Not now.”  Karen had made a mess, and if Sandy didn’t act fast, Karen would be covered in it.  She stepped forward quickly, but she could already see Karen was covered.  Karen felt it, she stopped sliding as she felt something warm smear across her belly.  

 

Sandy pulled her up to a sitting position and shook her head.  ”Looks like baby made a  big mess,  time to clean you up.”  Karen could smell it, she slowly looked down; she hoped it wasn’t true.  But the dark mess told otherwise.  She didn’t want to, but her hands found their way to the mess and started to slap it beyond her control.  Karen felt sick, she thought she was going to puke.  

Sandy grabbed Karen’s hands and held them up and away, “Bad baby, no play with your BMs.”  She could see Karen was murmuring something, so she got
closer to listen.

 

Only a repeated,  “No no no no no.” could be heard.  

 

Sandy opened her mouth to ask,  “No what?”  When Karen suddenly threw up in her face.  It stung her eyes, and covered her face.  Some even got in her mouth. For a moment, just a moment Sandy was glad she hadn’t had formula yet. Then she realized the medicine would still be in Karen’s stomach.  Frantically she started to spit, she could feel tingling in her mouth but she was not going to swallow.  She was about to stand and run to the sink when Karen again dropped to her back, this time her feet stayed folded up on her chest.  She was crying, she was cold and she was hungry, and completely embarrassed.  But she was not, in any way high.  Karen could feel everything her body did, but couldn’t control it at all.  She had wanted to experience complete bliss.  Now she just wanted her mommy, and a clean diaper.

Sandy felt bad for her, but she needed to get her mouth rinsed out first.  That’s when she noticed Karen’s feet, mostly her big toe.  Silently Sandy crawled over to her and started to suck on it.  At first it had tasted bad, but now she was enjoying herself.  She repositioned and took the first three toes of the foot into her mouth.  She was in heaven, Sandy realized she was drugged.  But no longer
cared.  She felt happy, but her diaper was starting to itch.  She made it feel better by rocking back and forth on it.  

Karen had screamed till she hyperventilated, and was quiet again.  All that could be heard in the house was the soft sucking of Karen’s toes.  Then the front door opened, Sara’s parents had made it back early.  They had planned to surprise Sandy.    

 

They did.  

 

End.