The Worst

After her diaper change, Adagio didn’t seem all that interested in helping Sonata unpack her new supplies. She claimed she had something important she had to work on.

Aria too didn’t seem all that eager to help her out. Hidden behind a locked bedroom door, she’d screamed at even Sonata’s gentlest knock.

It was a little upsetting. After all, she really wanted to share all the fun things she’d picked up at that adult baby store. Those plastic pants were only the tip of the iceberg.

But, with her fellow Sirens being… themselves, it didn’t look like Sonata would get the chance. She didn’t let that bug her. Even if it was just her, she was dying to break out everything she’d splurged on.

First was the necessities. A few packs of diapers, bottles of baby powder, baby wipes and an already opened tub of rash cream (she’d wanted to make sure Adagio wasn’t in danger of a diaper rash after being so stinky for so long). They had to go somewhere, but where?

Her room? She wouldn’t mind, but it seemed like it would be chore to constantly run upstairs anytime someone needed a change. Here in the kitchen? They had a lot of room in the fridge… but she had a feeling Adagio wouldn’t approve of that.

“Oh!” she realized, smacking her head like the ditz she was. “The bathroom! Duh, Sonata.”

They had bathrooms scattered around their house, perfectly in reach whenever they needed a change. Sonata rounded up all the supplies she could fit in two arms and darted around the house.

Soon, the cabinets beneath sinks were loaded with supplies. Each one got at least two bottles of baby powder, a smattering of wipes and as many packs of diapers she could shove in. They probably would’ve been able to take a lot less, but Sonata had only bought the second thickest brand of diapers. Unfortunately, the store had been out of her favorite, Super Poofs. Next time she went to stock up, though, she’d be sure to get them.

With all their bathrooms filled up, Sonata returned to the kitchen where she’d dropped the remaining bags. Now it was time for the fun stuff.

Sure, she could have stopped buying stuff after the diapers, but Sonata had gotten a little greedy. She’d never been able to try out all the bells and whistles in the adult baby store back when she only occasionally needed diapers. But now that all three of them were stuck in padding, now was the perfect time to try it all out.

First, she retrieved the training potty. The soothing magenta color had caught her eye when she was just passing by different aisles. However, the clincher that made her buy it was even better.

Turning it over to the front, Sonata smiled. In big, pink, and swirly letters it said: Poopy Princess.

She giggled. Part of her wasn’t super excited to start potty training; diapers were just so fun! But this hunk of plastic was the first thing that made her think learning to use a potty would be just as fun. Plus, Aria was going to look so cute sitting on this thing. She couldn’t wait.

For now, she left it on top of the downstairs toilet. It just seemed like the right spot.

Next up was the pacifiers. She tugged three adult-sized binkies, baby blue, seafoam green, and peachy orange, free from their bag. Each one had a long, rubbery necklace so they could be easily carried when not in use. The guards all had unique and cute designs too, which had given Sonata no end of suffering when trying to choose just three.

But finally, she’d settled. The blue pacifier had a pretty white unicorn on it., the green one had purple sparkles, and the orange one had bubbly pink hearts. Too cute!

Sonata had been dying to try one of these for years now, but always worried Adagio would snap at her for wasting money on them. But now? Now was the perfect time. She’d even picked up some spares, hoping Aria and Adagio would be willing to try them with her. After this morning, though, it didn’t seem like they were quite there.

But Sonata definitely was. She slipped the seafoam green one around her neck and popped the adorable little paci in her mouth. The massive nipple rested comfortably on her tongue. Not even hesitating, Sonata suckled.

“Mmmm…” The simple, repetitive bob of her lips was wonderful. She didn’t even know how to describe the feeling, it was just so nice… and soothing. Her eyelids drooped as she suckled, almost like she wanted to fall asleep.

She plucked the pacifier from her mouth with a loud pop! “Wowie!” she said. For now, she let the saliva-covered bulb drop against her chest. She’d pick up with that in a minute.

As for the other two pacifiers, Sonata didn’t quite know where to put them. Eventually she settled on some open coat hooks by the front door, just in case Aria or Adagio showed interest in them.

Next came the bibs. Tacos were so unbelievably messy sometimes, so Sonata figured these would come in handy. Their colors matched the pacifiers, a little touch she’d been inspired to do. But her favorite part was the little phrases stitched onto each in cursive.

Mama’s Fussy Baby

Poo Poo Factory

Prissy Sissy Tinklepants

Her grin only grew bigger and dumber at the sight of them. She really hoped the girls would let her have Poo Poo Factory come lunchtime.

Sonata left the bibs hanging on the handlebar of the dishwasher so she wouldn’t forget them.

Next up were the baby mittens and booties. She couldn’t find colors that matched the bibs and pacifiers, so she just settled on three pairs of pink mits and booties that each had white frills for accents. They’d go in her closet for now, but she had a feeling Adagio and Aria would want their pairs very soon. Who wouldn’t?

Lastly were the toys. A shape matching game that Sonata had spent way too much time playing with back at the store (she’d get that square peg in the round hole eventually!) and star-patterned rattle that made the funnest noise when you shook it, and set of plastic, rainbow-colored keys.

These were all hers, but if one of the girls asked really nicely, she might share.

Sonata popped her pacifier back in her mouth. Scrambled all her toys together in her arms, and waddled upstairs. Her diaper was in no way making the steps easy for her, but that was the best part about it! She had to be slow and deliberate to avoid being tripped up, suckling all the way.

When she reached the top, Sonata moved toward her room. She passed Adagio’s open door, and peeked in out of curiosity. The leader of the Dazzlings still hadn’t gotten dressed, sticking to her red silk nightie and bulging diaper. She was bent of her bed, tongue out as she fiddled with a bunch of tiny pieces of… something. Sonata didn’t get a good look at them.

She walked by the still shut door of Aria’s room. Listening closely, she could hear a muffled barrage of crinkles, and the clinking of the padlock as it was jostled. Sonata smiled, glad Aria was having fun with her new plastic pants.

Finally reaching her own room, Sonata dropped all her toys and flopped on her bed, giggling. Rolling to her side, and suckling deeply, she grabbed her new rattle and gave it a big, happy shake, which only made her giggle harder.

Aria and Adagio may have wanted to get out of their diapers as soon as possible, but as for Sonata, she hoped their incontinent lives never ever ended.