Meg’s Transformation Scene 32

This time, however, Nancy began on the attack. She grilled Jessica extensively about her pregnancy, but the mother-to-be seemed unphased. She was wholly and unconditionally convinced that it was the right time in her life to have a child and nothing anyone could say could make her think otherwise. Their conversation would have continued to escalate had it not been for the presence of Megan’s diaper. Jessica just found it so fascinating that her sister was back in diapers. Of all her siblings, Megan seemed the most likely to follow their mother. Wearing diapers seemed almost an act of rebellion…and yet Nancy supported it? No, that could not be.
“How long have you been back in diapers, Meg?” Jessica asked with earnest curiosity.
“Um…a couple of days,” she quietly replied.
“Is this normal?” Glen whispered to Ida.
“It’s probably just a phase.”
“Humph.”
“Like your cousin Arthur was normal?”
“Don’t get me started on Arthur!”
“And you’re happy with them?” Jessica asked Megan.
She nodded. Even if she wasn’t, she had to appear as if she was.
“Well…. as long as your happy…”
Ricard groaned. He found his future sister-in-law’s regressive behavior to be a most unsavory topic. He was beginning to regret agreeing to this little soiree. These people had no class. Then again, his own parents were no better. They still called him “Rich.” Ugh…
“Hey Lestat,” he said tauntingly to Carrie. “Pass me the mustard. It isn’t Dijon, but I suppose it will have to do.”
“I think it’s empty,” Carrie replied, handing him the squeeze bottle of mustard. He held it up to his eye to be sure and she quickly tapped the bottom. A gob of mustard went sputtering out and landed all over his designer shades. He gasped in outrage but everyone, his fiancé included, was laughing.
“Good one,” Stephen said, clapping his sister on the back. For once, she did not mind.
Megan chuckled and rose to her feet. She had carried out her cunning charade to great effect, but now she had to pee.
“Where are you going?” Jess asked.
“Nowhere,” she quickly blurted out. If Jess had suspected that it was all an act, the whole thing would have been for naught.
“Oh…OK. For a minute there, it looked like you had to use the bathroom.”
Megan shrugged. “Old habit, I guess.”
She sat back down and soon became quite uncomfortable. It seemed as if her plan was starting to backfire. The pressure was mounting in her bladder and they hadn’t even gotten to desert yet. Very slowly, a little bit at a time, she wet her diaper. It was the first time she did so consciously and the feeling was far different than waking up wet. For Megan, it was alternately repellent and exciting.