Two Girls And A Little Baby
From Pampered
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Revision History
- Revision 0.3a Feb 20, 2001
- Re-did the plot a little. Continued to add more to Chapter one.
- Revision 0.2a Dec 20, 2000
- Revised legal notice. Updated appendix to have latest ideas.
- Revision 0.1a June 04, 2000
- Work in progress
Contents |
[edit] Forward
This is a preview release of this document. It is in no way complete. If anyone wishes to help or give ideas please don't hesitate to drop me a line at <wiket (at) tritarget.com>. Your more than welcome to contribute. I need ideas. (And yes, you get your name on it as a contributor).
The original story came to me in a dream once. One of those dreams that last the whole night and you basically remember the whole thing. So I figured it might make a good story; hope you like it.
[edit] Father Knows Worst
Kelly didn't understand her father's rumblings. She hardly ever understood him; today was no exception. 18 years of her father rules and she finally thought she had a way out. A way to live her own life without the need to go to daddy for permission. She was wrong, so wrong. He had found yet another way to take over her life.
As a child her father was very strict he would not let anything happen to his little girl. And God forbid he would let her do anything. He had his family in a tight grasp. No freedom of expression no freedom of ones self; you had to be just what he wanted you to be. Now it was so unbearable that she didn't have a good childhood. It was filled with the good things. But even those had some form of control from her father.
When she was able to finagle her and her high school friend to rent Dad's old bachelor pad she thought she no long had to stay under his roof. She wasn't thinking where the money was going to all she cared was that he wasn't just outside her bedroom door anymore. She could dress up as a baby all she wanted and with Carrie there it was all the better. But it didn't last to long before her father found yet another way to impression his control on things. He had asked her to find a roommate for the third room.
She understood the reasoning behind it but she didn't have to like it. She new that being in school full time wasn't helping with the rent and Carrie was in the same situation. She knew her father wanted to teach her the cruel world of finances.
"Why dad?" She pleaded. "I could have done it; I just needed a little time that's all." She knew are argument was pointless. He already made the decision fighting it now would only provoke him.
"What does it matter who it is? David is a competent boy. He has been very successful in his school work and theres no need for you to judge someone you don't know. I not going to sit around for four years while you dilly your way finding a roommate. You knew I wanted all three rooms filled when I rented it out to you and Crybaby."
Her skin started to boil. She hated when he called Carrie that. And she knew he did it to spite her. She could feel the inevitable lump in her throat which wound soon be followed by tears.
"Having a man in the house is exactly what you need little girl." He continued. "I've talk long and hard to Gabriel about this and she agrees. Her son will benefit from this as much as you will. You'll thank me; you'll see."
Suddenly it was so clear to her. This David is Gabriel's son. No wonder her Dad was so urgent. Gabriel was father's new friend and it looks like she already had her claws in things. If her dad was anyone else Kelly would have been bursting in tears crying uncontrollably. But not now she knew that she couldn't show her true feelings at all. The last thing she needed right now was to start crying and have to explain the real reason she doesn't want a third. It was hard enough hiding the diapers from her dad before college. It was just plain luck Carrie was into that sort of thing. But she knew the chances of David being like them almost impossible. So, once again Kelly is back into hiding. A quick breath of freedom before she was captured and thrown back into a dimly lit prison cell. Again.
"Yes sir." She said softly trying her hardest to hide the quivering in her voice. "I see it means allot to you and Gabriel. I'm sure Carrie and I will find it a very educational experience."
"I'm glad you finally see the truth to this. David is flying in tomorrow morning from California. I'll drop him off in the afternoon."
And with that the conversation was over. Kelly knew better then to try and get the last word that was just a silly idea. Even so there wasn't anything she could say or do without crying. She was using all her energy just to keep the tears back. So she turned and slowly walked out the door hoping the mood of things were black enough not to warrant a hug or kiss. By the time she got into her car tears were flooding her face and she just couldn't hold back the outburst any longer. She spent a good 15 minutes just crying as hard as her eyes could push out tears. And then she drove home to bring Carrie the terrible news.
Carrie knew she had homework to do. She was intending to do it but she had more important things on her mind. She was only on level 2 of the new "Space Bandit" game and she just had to finish. But after playing all morning she finally gave in and started pulling her books from her school bag. Just then Kelly showed through the door.
"How was your meeting with your dad?" She asked innocently.
Kelly didn't respond. She just walked to the recliner and sat down. She was pale like a ghost. Something terrible had happened. But what?
The last time she saw Kelly this bad was the trip to the hospital. She was at school eating lunch in the outside clearing with Carrie when she got stung by a wasp. She didn't realize she was allergic to wasps till now. Her face was so pale that the paramedic though she couldn't breath from the swelling. But Carrie knew it was something else. A she watched the EMT force a breathing tube down her throat Carrie realized that Kelly was petrified that the medical staff would find her diaper and plastic pants she was concealing under her pants.
So what could have happened to make her so scared? Did something happen to her aunt? The thought of losing the one family member that cared could scare anybody. Kelly's aunt was the one who took care of her when she was five. Her mother died and her father went away on one of his "military missions". More like shore leave; he never really cared for staying in one place especially since his little slut just died. Gee, talk about no heart.
"What is going on? What happand?"
"He gave the room away." She replied in a soft raspy voice.
"Kelly! Your not making any sense."
Still not looking up from the floor. "He rented out the third room." She paused trying to take quick breath. "We have a roommate now."
"What. That room in the back? It's filled with junk. And what do you mean a roommate?" Then it hit her. "Oh. A roommate. Wha... Well who is he?"
"He is my dad's new girlfriend's son, David. He's comming tomarrow afternoon." Kelly threw her hands to her face and began crying again. Carrie knelt down beside the chair to let Kelly fall into her shoulder.
"Shhh. It's Ok. Shhh. Don't cry." Carrie wispered. Letting Kelly cry till there was no more tears left to cry with. She ask in a soft gentle voice after Kelly took one last big sniffle and sat up. "Does my baby need a change?"
Kelly looked at her with her puffy bloodshot eyes and noded her head up and down. Carrie helped her out of the chair and they walked into Kelly's room. Kelly usually keeps her room clean but this was taking a toll on her. Not that Carrie mindedr. It gave her an excuse not to clean hers; since she could just argue that Momma Kelly's room isn't clean either.
Kelly laid down on her bed with her legs bent. Carrie had some troubles opening the closet door with all the dirty clothes in the way. But when she did open the door she grabbed two fresh cloth diapers and the baby powder. Carrie knelt on the edge bed and unzipped Kelly's jeans. She pulled them down to her anckles along with her plastic pants.
[edit] Appendix A. Notes / Memos
[edit] The Characters
[edit] Carrie
Carrie is a care-free type of girl. In most cases she doesn't care what others think just as long as she is having fun. She grew up in the tom boy life style. Ever since she learned that her roommate enjoyed the same things she's been less shy about her diaper fetish and might actually run down the street with nothing but a diaper (In a different town of course where she didn't have see those people the next day)
[22/F Disposable + Plastic Pants]
[edit] Kelly
[Kelly's description]
[23/F Cloth + Plastic Pants]
[edit] David
[David's description]
[24/M Disposable]
[edit] Plot Summary
Kelly's dad owns a small house one story three bedrooms with a living room kitchen bathroom and dinning room. He rents it out to his daughter and her friend Carrie. Kelly is an AB and so is Carrie they are both mommies to each other. Kelly is very content with her situation till her father forces a third roommate named David into the scene. Carrie being one to take opportunities quickly invites David in there lives and converts him in to an AB/DL. Kelly is resistant and shy. she does not like the idea of bringing an outsider into here AB life. eventually Carrie and David become close and Kelly finds herself jealous. soon after Kelly finds herself in love with David. David, although clicking with Carrie very well, finds himself falling in love with Kelly.
[edit] Other Ideas / Subplots
If you have any ideas or subplots let me know. I want things to be real interesting. Email me at <wiket@bigfoot.com>
- I NEED A BETTER TITLE!
- Maybe have Kelly and Carrie start an Argument and cause a breakup that needs both David and Kelly to resolve?
- First night David sleeps on couch thinking the storage room will become his bedroom. but by the next night ends up sleeping in Carries room. This is too soon. besides having a storage room in a newspaper ad? This is just silly. See the section called House Layout.
- Somehow include humiliation for other AB/DL's interests. Possibly a flashback.
- At Thanksgiving Sharon (Carrie's cousin/sister) makes fun of the two girls after finding used diaper in trash. No wait, Even better: finds a stray diaper in Carrie's dirty room. She then publicly humiliates Carrie in front of her collage friend (boyfriend?) while Kelly just has to deal with it trying desperately to comfort Carrie without hinting to Sharon that she too is an AB and bring Sharon's wraith on herself as well. This of course being done while the rest of the family is out so only Sharon, her boyfriend/friend and the two girls are present.
- Should this be from the third person perspective?
- Can each chapter be from a different persons point of view?
- I want this to be in the mobile-third-person perspective fond in some of Orson Scott Card's novels. For example "Shadow of the Hegemon"
- I want to draw out the second chapter before David arrives. This gives the reader more time to build the tension. It also provide a way to develop Carrie and Kelly instead of extraneous flashbacks. It will also help separate the two girls personalities as Carrie is worried but hides behind an act of excitement and "I don't care" attitude. And Kelly shows her total worrying and anger toward her forced situation.
[edit] House Layout
This really isn't necessary since the reader is going to get his/her own picture of the house from good story telling and imagination. I only place it here to help other authors get an idea of what was going on in my mind. And since I was board one day and actually drew it up.
This is a one floor house. It has three bedrooms. (So this is probably the worst house design ever. But that is what I dreamed up that momentous day. Perhaps a new one? --Sukima)
________________________ | | | | | 5 / | 1 | |___________| _ __ / | 2 / | | |___________| 4 | | | | ________| | 6 | 7 | 3 | 1 = Kitchen | | | | 2 = Bathroom | | | | 3 = Hallway |__ __|__ __| | 4 = Dinning Room | / / | 5 = David's Room | | 6 = Carrie's Room | 8 | 7 = Kelly's Room |_______________| 8 = Living Room \
