Tiffany's Diaper Tales
                         Volume II
                      By BabyInDiapers
                     Written 04/10/2006
                        Chapter 035


Spring break came and went. Tammy and I had so much fun 
hanging out together. I wished Amy was home that week but it 
was to expensive to fly home just for a week. Mommy and I went 
shopping and I bought some new bras and some outfits. My 
breasts were really beginning to fill out. I was glad too 
because before the past year, I was totally flat.


I was glad that the end of the school year was almost in 
sight. I was both nervous and excited about being in high 
school the upcoming year; Most of all because I would once 
again be going to school with my boyfriend, Robert.


Sitting in my afternoon class, I began to uncontrollably wet 
my diaper. I didn't even feel it coming. I began to regress 
and put my thumb in my mouth. During break time I laid down on 
the floor in the back of the room still sucking my thumb. Some 
kids were standing around looking at me. Then Mrs. Baker 
noticed I was acting very babyishly. "Now Tiffany honey, get 
up and go sit back down ok." She said


"I go pee pee in my dipee." I said and then put my thumb in my 
mouth. The students laughed. "Do you need to go to the office 
and get changed?" she asked as she came closer to me and knelt 
down beside me. "Tiffany?" she asked. I just looked at her 
with a blank expression. Laura and Emily were also knelt down 
by me at this point. "Um I think she's in total baby mode 
right now. She does this sometimes, especially lately." Emily 
said. Mrs. Baker sighed.


"Ok Emily, walk with Tiffany to the office so she can get 
changed and see if you can help her snap out of it ok?" she 
said calmly. Emily took my hand. "No!" I whined. "Come on baby 
let's go get your didees changed. Wanna go see Miss Megan?" 
she asked. "Otay." I said and took her hand and had my other 
thumb in my mouth as I waddled out of the classroom with 
Tiffany. A couple girls were like "Aww, how cute."


Emily and I arrived in the office. The receptionist thought I 
was adorable. We sat in the nurses office. Miss Megan was not 
there at the moment. So we waited. "So why are you being such 
a baby today?" Emily asked. I shook my head. "Oh alright 
then." Emily said as she tickled me. "NO!", I screamed at her 
and pulled away. "Ok, cranky baby, gosh." She said as she 
turned away from me and sat there next to me looking in the 
other direction.


Miss Megan came in and saw both of us. "Hi girls." She said as 
she sat her purse down on the counter and washed her hands at 
the sink. "Tiffany is a baby today. She won't snap out of it. 
I don't know if I've ever seen her like this, at school at 
least." Emily said. "Oh I see." Miss Megan said as she knelt 
in front of me. "Hi Tiffany." She said. I still had my thumb 
in my mouth. "Is your diaper wet?" she asked. I shook my head.

Of course I smelled like pee because my diaper was totally 
soaked so she knew that I was wet. Miss Megan sent Emily back 
to class. Miss Megan sat next to me and put her arm around me. 
"Honey what's wrong?" she asked. I couldn't even speak. There 
really wasn't anything wrong, I was just, a baby, incapable of 
forming words. I could understand words, but could not put 
them together very well.


She took me by the hand and I followed. She hoisted me up onto 
the changing table. I began to cry. "Baby, don't cry, I am 
just going to change you ok." "NO!" I yelled at her and kicked 
her when she tried to change me." She sighed. "Do you want me 
to call your mom?" she asked. I sat up on the changing table 
and reached my arms out to Miss Megan. She pulled me close to 
her. I was sitting on the table with my legs dangling off and 
being hugged closely by Miss Megan. She just held me and 
rubbed my back and was comforting me.


"poopoo." I said incoherently. "Ok baby go poopoo." She said 
while still holding me. Uncontrollably I filled my diaper. 
"Good girl. Do you feel better now?" she asked when I looked 
up at her with a half smile. My grin turned into blushing when 
I realized I was very wet and messy.


I laid back and let her change me. I still felt like a baby 
and so I crawled around on the floor after I was changed. Miss 
Megan called my mom to come pick me up. She explained 
everything. Emily came to the office with my backpack after 
the office paged my classroom. Emily gave me a hug. "See ya 
later baby." She said as she turned and left.


There was a bed in the nurses office near the area where we 
always got changed. She let me lay down. The next thing I 
remember was mommy and Miss Megan standing at the doorway 
talking. But I was still incoherent. Mommy came over to me and 
sat on the edge of the bed. I sat up and reached out for her. 
She let me lay in her lap. Mommy then removed her blouse and 
unclasped her bra and breastfed me right there in the back of 
the school nurse's office.


She then rolled me back onto the bed. I heard her open the 
door and go out into the main part of Miss Megan's office. I 
heard talking and then a while later mommy returned with my 
stroller. Miss Megan and mommy put me into the stroller while 
I was still half asleep. She accompanied mommy and I to the 
car and again helped to move me into the back seat. I don't 
even remember the car ride home. 


I woke up in my crib. I started to cry. Mommy and Aunt Kathy 
came into the room. "Hey baby it's ok." Mommy said as she held 
me while I stood leaned against the crib railing and holding 
onto her for support. She patted my diaper and then let me lay 
back in the crib. She lowered the side rail and changed me. I 
didn't mind this at all. I started to pee while my diaper was 
off. Aunt Kathy laughed. I even giggled. Yes I was still stuck 
in some sort of baby mode, but I was a much happier baby at 
the moment.


Mommy tried to get me to talk but this was to no avail. I just 
spouted some baby gibberish and that was about all. Mom called 
for Mrs. Woods to come over and see what was going on with me. 
She was worried about me because of how I was becoming a 
complete baby, more than I ever did during my normal acting 
out. Mrs. Woods arrived and came into my room. I heard her 
comment to mom at how cute my room was.


Daddy was home at this point and so at Mrs. Woods request 
daddy picked me up and sat me on the couch in the living room 
and Mrs. Woods sat next to me. "Tiffany, do you know who I 
am?" she asked. I nodded. "What's my name?" she asked. "mmmm 
wooo" I tried to say her name but I couldn't. And to be 
honest, I wasn't very interested in talking. My thumb found 
its way to my mouth again and I was quite content.


"Tiffany, do you know how old you are?" she asked. I shook my 
head. "You are a 14 year old girl." She said. I again shook my 
head. "And 14 year old girls can talk." She said. I kept 
shaking my head. "What's your name?" she asked. I took my 
thumb out of my mouth and answered, "Tfffmy".


"Your mom and dad and I are worried about you. We want to talk 
to big Tiffany. Can we talk to her please?" Mrs. Woods asked. 
"NO!" I screamed and began to throw a tantrum and cried until 
my mommy came into the room and held me and rocked me in the 
rocking chair. While in the rocking chair Mrs. Woods was 
talking to daddy.


"I can't seem to get through to her. Is there anything at all 
that has happened recently, anything at all." She asked. We've 
been trying to think and we can't come up with anything that 
would trigger this." Dad said. He sounded worried. 


Mrs. Woods left and mom and dad and Aunt Kathy were talking in 
the kitchen. I was amused with the cartoons on the TV. Daddy 
came out into the living room and turned off the TV and 
snapped his fingers. I looked up at him. "I'm only going to 
say this once; If you are pretending right now, I want you to 
stop it. We are worried about you. We won't be mad if you stop 
playing around now. Now answer me." He said not quite yelling 
but I could tell he was mad at me. I cried.


"Tiffany, please?" Dad said as he looked at me. I just cried 
like a little baby. I had no more control over myself or my 
environment than an infant. I was held captive to the feelings 
and behaviors of an infant. Later that night mommy gave me a 
bath, and I cried. She put me to bed after breast feeding me 
and tucking me in. I had no concept of time at this point.


I awoke and mommy changed me. After being in the high chair 
for a while I was in the car with mommy and daddy. I cried 
when daddy carried me into a building. I was at a doctor's 
office being examined. I was being very cranky. There was one 
nurse who made me feel better by letting me hold onto her when 
I got my blood taken. Of course in my state, I couldn't 
understand why all this was happening.


My next memory was being home in my crib waking up. I cried 
and mommy came in and held me and changed me and breast fed 
me. I didn't even know if it was daytime or night time. I 
remembered a few more times like that. I felt like time was 
non existent. I remember laying in the playpen and sitting on 
the couch with mommy. I did this a lot of times. I had to go 
to those bad doctor places again a couple times which I did 
not like. But for the most part I was a content and well cared 
for infant.


One early morning I woke up screaming. "MOMMY! Help me! Where 
are you. Where have I been! I'm scared!" I said while rolling 
around in my crib. I stood up and fell back down. My legs were 
weak. Mommy came through the door. "Tiffany!" she said as she 
hugged me. "Mommy what happened. I feel like I was asleep in a 
long long dream." I said while crying. Mom and dad and Aunt 
Kathy also came into the room. They were glad I was back. But 
I wasn't totally back. I had to build up the strength in my 
arms and legs. My motor skills were not up to par either.


"What time is it?" I kept asking. "Honey, it's summer. You 
were out of it and you couldn't go to school." Mom said "But 
where Tam Tam and Amy?" "They decided to take summer classes." 
Mom said. "Was it because I was bad and they didn't want to 
see me?" "No, of course not silly girl. They miss you and will 
be very happy to know that you are doing well now." Mom said.


"But what about school? Now I'll have to do 8'th grade over 
again." I said. "Nope, we worked with the school and later on 
when you are totally back to normal you will be able to take a 
little test to show that you are ready for 9'th grade." Mom 
said. "Are Emmy and Laura and Robert still my fwends?" I 
asked. "Yes baby. They missed you so much. They came to see 
you a few times. Do you remember? "No." "What do you 
remember?" mom asked. "I remember being here with you and it 
seemed like one really big long day. I didn't know what time 
it was at all the whole time." I said. "Yep, you were 
basically like an infant." Mom said.


"I love you mommy." I said as we hugged. The next couple of 
weeks I went to physical therapy to get back into shape 
physically. Also I spent time at Mrs. Woods 3 times a week. 
Even as good as she is, she couldn't really pin-point what 
caused me to slip into such an infantile state for so long. I 
couldn't even tell. As far as I knew nothing traumatic 
happened, it was just like one day I just didn't want to be 
big anymore, and so I wasn't.


It was about one week until school was to start. I took my 
tests and I was totally back to 100% capacity. I spent a lot 
of time with my friends that last week. Laura was still a 
little nervous about high school, but I wasn't for some 
reason. The weekend before school mommy took me out shopping 
for some new shoes. Then we ate out and came back home and I 
had a nap.


That Sunday at church was really great. Mom told me that while 
I was in my infant phase, she actually took me to the church 
nursery for little babies and they took care of me. I had no 
memory of this. It's possible I mixed all the places and times 
in my mind into just one thing and that is why there was no 
way to remember specific things. The doctors that did tests on 
me determined that there was no physical thing that caused my 
complete regression. 


That night mommy tucked me in and we said prayers together. 
"Mommy, what if it happens again?" I asked. She stood by my 
crib and looked down at me. "Then I'll be here to take care of 
you just like I always do. So don't even worry about it honey. 
She reached in and tickled me and I giggled. "I love you." 
Mommy said as she leaned down and kissed my forehead. "I love 
you too." I said as I closed my eyes.