Baby Girl Project: Beach House (Chapters)

Keeley hung fearfully back in the doorway of the beach house, staring at her nannies’ cars in horror. They were determined to pack her into them and take her out. Not just through fast food drive through line either. The plan was to park at a drive-in and eat there. Begging and pleading had no effect on her nannies. The only way to avoid being humiliated in town would be a huge tantrum.

A tantrum would get her spanked and probably locked in her crib. It almost sounded preferable to being taken out to town. Only two things held Keeley back. She was supposed to be making up for nearly killing Dominika, and she didn’t want to be treated like a baby tomorrow as well.

Keeley was in a daze on the way out to Dominika’s SUV. Her nannies helped her into the back and strapped her into an adult-sized car seat. It was in the middle of the back seat, thankfully. She was about as far from the windows as she could be. On the other hand, it boosted her up, and with the straps, there wouldn’t be any ducking down in the seat if someone looked in.

Keeley whimpered as her nannies got into the front seats. “Maybe we could just go through a drive-through.”

“You don’t want to miss out on this new place.” Vidette said.

“Plus that stuff will tear up your stomach.” Dominika said. “It tastes terrible too. This place is good, you’ll see!”

The new restaurant turned out to be one of those really grotesque tourist traps. A kelp-covered, blue-skinned witch dominated the roadside sign. She was joined by a lobster in a pointy wizard’s hat. It was over the top enough that it wouldn’t have looked out of place in Disneyworld.

In a way it was a relief to see how touristy the place was. There shouldn’t be many New Englanders there at all, certainly not from Keeley’s social circle. The place wasn’t very busy either, this early into the season.

Still, when Dominika pulled into the drive-in spot, Keeley felt a surge of panic. Somebody was going to see her like this, even if it wasn’t somebody she knew. She wished Dominika’s windows were tinted, or that she had a blanket to throw over herself. Anything but being trapped in a car-seat in a onesie and diaper.

“Let’s see what they have.” Dominika said, rolling her window down. “Oh nice, they have three kids meals. Keeley, do you want a burger, chicken nuggets, or the crab mac and cheese?”

Chicken nuggets would be the easiest to eat without getting teased for making a mess again. They were by far the most baby option though. “Mac and Cheese.” Keeley said.

“Sounds good!” Dominika said. “I think I’ll do the lobster roll. What are you going to get, Vi?”

“Hmmm, I did the lobster roll last time. I think I’ll see if their fish and chips are good.” Vidette said.

“We are going to have to do so much yoga after this.” Dominika chuckled.

“Yeah, we’re being bad.” Vidette said. “But it’s a nice treat for Keeley, right baby girl?”

“Uh, it’s okay if you want to just eat at the house, we can go back.” Keeley said.

“You’d miss out on a blue sea-shake!” Dominika said, as if that was somehow worse than being seen in baby clothes.

“Welcome to the Sea Witch, are you ready to order? Quick reminder, that we can’t serve any of our alcoholic beverages to guests in their car.” Their waitress looked like she was barely out of high school. She was wearing a black t-shirt with the restaurant’s name on it and a skirt with a kelp pattern. Her nametag said ‘Trish’.

“It’s a little early for those drinks anyway.” Dominika said. “I’ll have the lobster roll and a strawberry LaCroix.”

“I’ll take your fish and chips.” Vidette said. “With a lemonade.”

“Absolutely.” Trish said, making notes on her pad. “And for your other – friend.”

Keeley blushed as Trish did a double take, peering through the window at her. Hiding her face would just make the baby comparison even worse. All she could do was turn her head away.

“She’s a little shy, I’ll order for her.” Dominika said. “She’ll have the kid’s crab mac and a blue sea shake.”

Trish smiled awkwardly and nodded, making a note. “Uh, what side? She can get coleslaw, fries, onion rings, or toast.”

“Let’s go with the fries.” Dominika said. “She doesn’t usually get big girl meals like this.”

Trish laughed. “Okay, I’ll get those started for you. Go ahead and turn your lights off so we know you’ve ordered. Just turn them on again if you need to summon a Sea Witch.”

“We will, thank you.” Dominika said.

“Are you excited, Keeley?” Vidette asked as their waitress hurried off.

“Girls!” Keeley whined, correcting herself when Vidette frowned. “I mean, nanas, this is so embarrassing!”

“You don’t know anyone here, and you’ll never see Trish again.” Dominika said. “Just let go and have fun with it.”

“Easy for you to say.” Keeley pouted.

A few more cars pulled in as they waited, but luckily none of them in an adjacent spot. Despite the situation, Keeley was really looking forward to some real food. The characters on the signs were actually pretty cute. It’d be a fun place to go to ‘ironically’ if she wasn’t dressed as a baby.

When the food arrived, Keeley’s hopes that they’d take it and go were dashed. Not that she’d really believed that her nannies were going to cut her embarrassment short. It was still a blow to see their food tray latched to Dominika’s window.

“What’s the girl’s name in the back?” Trish asked.

“Don’t!” Keeley managed before Dominika blithely answered.

“Keeley.” Dominika said.

“I have something for Keeley.” Trish said. “Is it okay if you roll down the back window?”

“Noooo….” Keeley whimpered, pressing her hands to her face.

The window came down inexorably. Keeley tried to pretend that she was somewhere else.

“I have a Warlock Lobster toy for you.” Trish said. “Keeley? You okay?”

“She’s just fussy and shy because she’s wet.” Vidette said. To Keeley’s horror, she felt Vidette’s hand at her crotch, unsnapping her onesie and pressing on her diaper.

“Oh no.” Trish said, like you would to a child who’s ice cream had fallen on the floor. “Come on Keeley, he’s a really fuzzy friend.”

“What do you say to someone when they give you a present?” Vidette asked. “Be a good girl, Keeley.”

Trembling, Keeley peeked between her fingers at Vidette. The look on her face was serious. She managed a nervous glance at Trish. The girl was leaning into the car a little and holding out a plush lobster with the little hat on. Red faced and mumbling, she took the lobster from Trish.

“Th-hank you.” Keeley said.

“Good girl!” Vidette said.

The lobster was just as soft as advertised. Keeley clung to him while Vidette put a car-tray across her lap and set her food out on it. Trish was mercifully out of her window, handing condiments to Dominika.

“I’ll have another toy for you next time, okay Keeley?” Trish said, sticking her head back in the rear window.

Her hopes that Trish was done with her were dashed. The girl’s reappearance caught her off guard in the middle of a bite. She met Trish’s gaze, dribbling some cheese sauce down her chin. Something snapped inside Keeley. The embarrassment was too painful, too scary. She lost control of her bladder, but that was a distant concern. Keeley dove into the baby role for refuge. It was better than Trish thinking she was a normal girl in a diaper.

“Thank you Twish.” Keeley babbled. Her attempt at baby talk was exaggerated by the food in her mouth. Hastily, Keeley swallowed. “What are the other toys?”

“We have the Sea Witch of course!” Trish said. “We also have a whale and a bunch of pilgrim clams.”

“The whale sounds cool.” Keeley said shyly.

“I’ll pick you that one next time you come.” Trish said. “Sorry, I can only give out one per visit.”

“That’s okay.” Keeley squirmed, trying to get comfortable as her diaper puffed out between her legs.

“I should get back to work.” Trish said, looking back guiltily. “It was great to meet you Keeley.”

“Bye, bye.” Keeley said, waving with her spoon.

“She’s so cute!” Trish said to Dominika. “I have a cousin who’s special, but she’s not as cute as Keeley.”

“She’s the cutest.” Dominika agreed. “Thanks so much for the toy.”

“No worries, it’s on the house. We have a bunch of promotional stuff to give out to kids.” Trish said. “Is there anything else I can get you?”

“Not that I can think of.” Dominika said. “Is there a survey or something that I can fill out to let your boss know that we got great service today?”

“On your receipt.” Trish said with a big grin. She handed the paper to Dominika. “Thanks for that, and please come again!”

“Do you babysit on the side?” Dominika said. “We’re only here for a few days but if we wanted to go out it might be nice.”

“I used to in high school.” Trish said. “I’d think about it at least. Speaking of that, you’re probably going to need to change her soon, I think she just wet again.”

Keeley squirmed down as far as she could manage in her car seat and lifted her mac and cheese to her face. Spooning the food in as fast as she could, she mentally begged Dominika to send Trish away.

“Thanks for letting us know.” Dominika said. “I’ll let you get back to work, I think someone is waving at you.”

“Oh shoot, that’s my manager.” Trish said, chuckling. “Have a great day!”

Dominika and Vidette waved to Trish as she scampered off.

“What a nice girl.” Vidette said.

“You wouldn’t let her babysit me.” Keeley said.

“I don’t know, you’re a handful sometimes. Help could be nice.” Dominika said, turning around to look at Keeley. “You’ve got cheese all over your face, baby.”

“Do you need a change now, or do you think you can wait until we get home?” Vidette asked.

“No please.” Keeley whimpered. “I can wait, please not here.”

“Okay, if you’re not too uncomfortable.” Vidette said, returning to her meal.

“I’m fine!” Keeley assured them.

“Then finish up your lunch sweetie.” Dominika said. “Try to get a little more of it into your mouth.”

Keeley blushed and worked on her fries. It was hard to be a neat eater when she was strapped down and had the lobster in her other hand. At least she only got a little bit of ketchup on her onesie. The blue shake turned out to be blueberry. It was really good. All the food had been.

When they finally drove away, Keeley sighed in relief. Whatever crazy stuff her nannies had planned back at the beach house wouldn’t be in public at least. Even so, there was tiny part of her that wanted to come back to the Sea Witch and get the whale. It was a dumb thought, and Keeley squashed it.

Back at the beach house, Dominika helped Keeley into a fresh diaper and took her to the playpen. “The rest of this day is going to be pretty quiet for you, baby girl. Nanny Vi and I have some calls to make and some other stuff we have to do.”

“But we’re on vacation.” Keeley said, pouting.

“I wish.” Dominika said. “It’s mostly me that has to work. Nanny Vi can spend some time with you, but this is a baby day, remember?”

“Yes nana Nika.” Keeley sighed.

“You’ve got stuffies to play with. I’m guessing you still need to recover from last night. Your nannies would like to get a nap in at some point too.”

“Can I have the TV at least?” Keeley asked.

“Nope.” Dominika said. “Nanny Vi will bring a bottle around a couple of times before dinner. Otherwise, you play with your stuffies and be a good, quiet baby. Understand?”

“And tomorrow I can be a little girl again?” Keeley asked. It was weird to ask for that like it was a reward.

“We’ll see how your behavior goes today.” Dominika said.

“Okay.” Keeley got up on her knees and reached for Dominika. “Can I get a hug at least?”

Dominika chuckled and pulled Keeley into a warm embrace. “Yes sweetie. You can get lots of hugs.”

With that, Keeley was alone in her playpen. Well, not alone exactly. Dominika was in and out of the beach house, sometimes on her laptop outside, sometimes taking calls in the kitchen or her bedroom. Vidette was here and there as well, cleaning things up and doing what looked like dinner prep. Every time Vidette passed the playpen she popped Keeley’s pacifier back in her mouth, if it was out. After the third time Keeley gave up and left it in.

It wasn’t that she didn’t like having a pacifier in her mouth, Keeley silently told Gordo. It just felt weird. Sure, it was comforting, but that was the weird part. Just like wetting herself, using a pacifier wasn’t something she wanted to get used to.

Gordo wouldn’t have much good advice to give, Keeley thought. He always liked having stuff in his mouth. Maybe that’s why mom had been so quick to get rid of him. She hated the mess Keeley had made as a kid when she mashed food against Gordo’s snout.

He didn’t talk anymore, Keeley thought sadly. He had a silly, laughing voice that she’d been able to hear clearly in her head, once. If she was going to be sitting in a playpen in diapers, it’d be nice to at least talk to Gordo again.

Keeley lay down in the playpen and held Gordo over her face. She relaxed, letting herself wet her diaper. Gordo had always teased her when she wet, while she was potty training. The warm wet spread out across her crotch and rear, before it was wicked away by her heavy diaper. Keeley let it just flow instead of pushing it out, hoping she’d ‘hear’ Gordo say something.

It wasn’t in the cards. Keeley was wet and holding a stuffed rat, that was all. A ratty stuffed rat. She giggled. Stupid Gordo, always the weird toy. He didn’t fit in with the expensive stuff her parents usually bought. That’s why she liked him.

His fur was so worn it was almost felted. It was softer against her cheek than even her new lobster, which Keeley had also pulled in for a snuggle.

“You look like a happy baby.” Vidette said, pulling a chair up to the playpen. She had a baby bottle of water in her hand.

“Hi Nana. I’m not really thirsty.” Keeley said.

“I bet you will be once you start drinking.” Vidette said. “I’m sure you’re still dehydrated. Sit up a bit and let me give you your bottle.”

Keeley got up on her knees and took the rubber nipple in her mouth. She didn’t bother reaching for it with her hands. Vidette was right, which was annoying. Once Keeley started drinking, she found herself gulping down the water. While she was drinking, Vidette stroked Keeley’s hair. It was nice, but Keeley wished they weren’t separated by the walls of the playpen.

“See? You were a thirsty girl.” Vidette said.

Vi set the bottle aside and reached down into the playpen. A rough tug popped the snaps on Keeley’s onesie. Keeley’s diaper squished outward a bit. She was getting used to the embarrassment of having Vidette diaper-check her, but it still made her blush.

“These are good diapers.” Vidette said. “I don’t think you need a change yet. I’ll be back in a bit, okay?”

“What if I need a change before that?” Keeley asked, thinking about the bottle of water she’d just drunk.

“Then you can just cry and I’ll come right away.” Vidette chuckled and popped the pacifier back into Keeley’s mouth.

Ha, ha, very funny. Keeley thought. She plopped down on her padded butt and watched Vidette walk off. Part of her was tempted to do just what Vi had suggested. She could stop talking and just cry when she wanted something.

If they wanted a baby, she could be a baby. The babiest-baby. Then she’d see how they handled it. She doubted Nika would be able to work with a crying baby in the house. Babies cried for everything. Keeley smirked as she imagined her nannies trying to figure out what she wanted, while she just wailed and yelled. She could lie down like a lump too, maybe they’d give up if they had to carry her places.

If she was going to play baby-chicken with her nannies, might as well go all the way, she thought. Refuse to eat anything that wasn’t baby food, and make a big mess of it. Take little naps and cry whenever she woke up alone. Use her diapers for number two and make them clean up the mess.

Nope! Keeley thought, scrunching up her face at the very thought. She was not going to go down that road. The weird baby game had taken every bit of her dignity but one tiny part, and she was going to keep that part if it killed her.

Unfortunately that put her back at her nannies’ mercy. Vidette wasn’t even doing anything important at the moment. She was just chilling at the kitchen table on her phone. If going full-baby was too extreme, maybe she could at least play up her cuteness.

“Nana?” Keeley said, finding that word easy to say around a pacifier. “Nana!”

Vidette looked up at Keeley curiously. “Yes sweetie?”

“Nana!” Keeley repeated. If Vidette was going to keep putting a pacifier in her mouth, she could deal with Keeley only being able to make a few words.

Vidette chuckled ruefully, probably coming to the same conclusion. She got up from the table and walked over to Keeley. Keeley waited until Vidette took the pacifier out of her mouth.

“Nana, can you read me a story?” Keeley smiled as cutely as she could. “You were going to last night, right?”

“Okay hon.” Vidette said, stifling a yawn. “But a short one. Nanny Vidette is tired.”

“On the couch please.” Keeley said, holding up her arms.

Of course, Vidette couldn’t just pick her up. She did react though, helping Keeley out of the playpen and onto the couch. It was nice to be out of the playpen just for a change of scenery. Of course, when Vidette came back with a book, she had a baby bottle in her hand as well. Keeley sighed. She went ahead and wet herself again, figuring she might as well get it out of the way if the bottles were going to come that fast.

This time the bottle was more of the white protein shake stuff that Keeley really hoped wasn’t baby formula. Baby formula probably wouldn’t taste like a fitness shake, right? She was going to be very upset with her nannies if they’d fed her formula. Her lines in the sand might be ridiculous, but at least she had them.

Keeley sucked on the bottle in Vidette’s lap while she read the story. Still a little full from the last one, she took her time with the drink. It ended up lasting just a little longer than the story. The story was one Keeley hadn’t heard before. All about a brave corgi who negotiated with the faeries for the little boy and little girl in his family.

Vidette was sagging against the arm of the couch. Keeley set her bottle down and snuggled up to her nanny.

“Naptime?” She asked sweetly.

“Little stinker.” Vidette said, yawning. “You planned this?”

“You said we could snuggle as much as we wanted.” Keeley said. It came out a bit sadder than she’d intended.

“I guess I did.” Vidette agreed.

She slid down until they were both laying on the couch. Keeley scooted herself half-on Vidette and tucked her head onto Vidette’s shoulder. When she felt Vidette’s arms enveloping her she sighed happily. It was so relaxing that she felt another pulse of warm and wet on her crotch. Keeley ignored that for now. There was naptime to be had.

Baby day wasn’t going to be all terrible, Keeley decided as she drifted off to sleep.

They woke to Dominika gently teasing them. Keeley rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and stretched away from the drool-patch she’d left on Vidette’s shoulder.

“You should try it.” Vidette said, sitting up for her own stretch. “She’s better than sleeping pills.”

“Too bad she won’t be sleepy for a while.” Dominika said, yawning.

“We could snuggle anyway.” Keeley said hopefully. “You can put my pacifier in. I’ll be quiet.”

“And when you get squirmy and wake me up?” Dominika asked. “That’d be worse than not napping.”

“I won’t!” Keeley said earnestly. “I miss snuggling with you. I’m still really sorry too. I want to be a good girl.”

It was a little embarrassing to say that last part, but Keeley needed Nika to know that she really was sorry. If Nika hadn’t gotten out of the way last night – Keeley refused to let her thoughts keep going down that road.

“I’ll think about it.” Dominika said, clearly tempted. “You need a change first anyway. You’re soaked, baby girl.”

“It’s all the bottles Nanny Vi keeps giving me.” Keeley protested.

“Speaking of, it’s time for another one.” Vidette said, checking her phone. “You want to take a break from work, Nika? You can change her, give her a bottle, and nap.”

“I should try to get a hold of the landlord for the new office one more time.” Dominika said.

Vidette didn’t reply, she stared Dominika down. After a few seconds, Dominika nodded. “Fine, yeah, that sounds really good. I’m too tired to negotiate right now anyway.”

Keeley crawled happily behind Dominika and got right up on the changing table. It was really nice to get the soaked padding off. It was even better to have Dominika gently taking care of her in such an intimate way. If she closed her eyes and pretended, she could imagine it was a massage or a spa treatment on a sleepover instead of a diaper.

With a fresh diaper on, Keeley climbed into bed with Dominika. It was exactly what she thought was going to happen when they’d first tied her up. Keeley giggled.

“What’s so funny, pampers?” Dominika asked.

“Don’t call me that.” Keeley pouted. That one actually hurt a little.

Nika had stripped down to an undershirt and panties. Keeley scooted under the covers with her, dressed in a fresh onesie.

“Alright.” Dominika relented.

Pulling Keeley close, she put a bottle to the little girl’s lips. It was back to water this time. Keeley sucked on the bottle obediently, pressing up against her nanny like she could infuse her with love directly. They still weren’t back to being right with each other, Keeley could feel it.

Dominika set the empty bottle aside and yawned hugely. Despite the slight awkward tension between them, she pulled Keeley close.

“You promise you’re not going to get squirmy and wake me up?” Dominika asked warily.

“I promise.” Keeley said. “I want to make up with you. It’s my fault you’re tired.”

“Okay.” Dominika yawned again. “But you’d better be telling the truth. Even if you wake up with a wet diaper.”

“I’m not a bedwetter.” Keeley protested.

“That’s not what I saw.” Dominika said, her voice getting floaty as her breath slowed.

“But that wasn’t – it was part of me being bad.” Keeley said with a sigh. “I wasn’t really asleep.”

“Shh.” Dominika said. “I forgive you.”

“Really?” Keeley said, daringly laying her head on Dominika’s soft chest.

“Yeah. Really.” Dominika said with a soft sigh. “You’re my little bedwetter.”

Keeley let that one go. Nestled against her nanny, head resting on Nika’s bosom, she could take a tease about bedwetting. Keeley had gotten what she needed. She was forgiven. Nika fell asleep with hand on Keeley’s back.

The waves were still doing their endless, soft roar. The wind was still gently shuddering past the house. Keeley listened to the peaceful rhythm of Dominika’s breathing. She felt more than heard the slow thump of her nanny’s heart. Easily, she slipped into spacing out. It was the comfiest meditation she’d ever done.