Mommy’s Pyramid Scheme

Once, Shelley would have blushed at the presence of all the women in flowered sundresses who were currently filling her mother’s living room.  But she’d experienced too many parties like this one.  Her cheeks no longer turned pink and her face no longer felt hot.  Instead, she just trudged numbly into the room, holding her fleecy pink footy pajamas together with clumsy hands.  

Shelley’s mother, perfectly made up and beautifully coiffed, clapped her hands.  “Here she is now!” she crowed.  “Are you ready to go down for your afternoon nap, Shelley?”

“Yes, Mommy,” Shelley said quietly, her voice heavy with suppressed shame.  There were only two things that she was allowed to say during her mother’s parties.  That was one of them.

“Good girl,” said her mother.  “Now, I don’t know if you remember these little parties, but Mommy is going to teach these nice ladies how to pamper their daughters just like I take care of you.  That’s a nice thing for Mommy to do, isn’t it?”

Which prompted the only other thing she was allowed to say: “Thank you, Mommy.”

“Good,” said her mother again, and beamed.  “Now, Shelley, turn all the way around in a big circle so all these nice ladies can see.”

Shelley rotated on the spot, her white diaper crinkling softly.  In front, it was exposed by her gaping pink pajamas; in back, it forced the cloth to bulge embarrassingly around her ass.

Her mother began to explain.  “Every time Shelley does something that’s not worthy of a big girl, I just give her a call and tell her that she needs to leave behind her big-girl job and her big-girl boyfriend and come spend some time at home with her mommy.  When she gets here, I rub her little hands with a special vitamin cream that makes them soft, weak little baby hands for the little crybaby.  

“The vitamin cream is excellent for delicate skin and has a delightful baby-powder scent.  And best of all, its operations are very simple!  The cream simply takes away fine motor control for two days – three in sensitive individuals – so that it becomes impossible for Shelley to operate buttons, zippers, and other fastenings.  She is absolutely unable to dress herself like an adult – or to pull down her pants when she needs to go, or to escape from a locked play-pen.  That teaches her a valuable lesson about how Mother knows best.

“She can just about hold a ba-ba to drink from, and she can wipe herself after she goes potty – though as you can see, I don’t think that’s at all necessary.”  One of Mommy’s nicely manicured hands caressed Shelley’s padded bottom.

“It’s the very same vitamin cream I was telling you about, which you can buy for your own daughters and sisters and nieces for just $59.95 a month, which includes the discreet shipping.  And if you refer a friend or buy vitamin cream for two girls who need discipline, there’s a special discount!”

Shelley stood with her useless hands at her sides as her mother stepped forward briskly to do up the snaps, encasing her in the pink pajamas, trapping her in another babyish layer on top of her diaper.  She felt the weight of all the curious eyes on her utter helplessness.

“Now,” said her mother, “I’ll get Shelley her afternoon bottle, and serve some refreshments for us grown-up ladies while you think about this special offer.”

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