Lisa's Bad Day
I ran across this picture that inspired me to write this story. It
illustrates the final scene. The picture is at the bottom of this page.
Lisa's Bad Day
Lisa Foster was having what could generously be described as a very bad
day. Probably, no, definitely the worst day
of her life. And her prospects for improvement in the future did not
As with many bad days, it didn't start out to be one. In fact, until it
took a sudden turn, it had seemed to be a very
good day, instead.
Lisa awoke that morning feeling refreshed and full of energy. She was a
twenty-five year old with a body some men
would kill for. She dropped her red satin nightgown to the floor and
looking in the mirror, took stock of herself. 38 D
breasts perfectly formed on her chest. Long brown hair with a slight
curl in it cascaded down her back. Flat stomach,
tight ass and long thin legs. 'Enough self-absorption, girl,' she told
herself and headed for the shower.
Having showered, she proceeded to pick out her clothes for the day.
Lisa started with her lingerie, something both
near and dear to many of her parts. As Imelda Marcos was to shoes, Lisa
was to lingerie. She simply adored it. And
possessed it in enormous numbers. She was so well known to the clerks
at Victoria's Secret that whenever she
entered the store, clerks would stumble over each other to be the first
to greet her and secure the commission. Her
drawers were filled with every variety of sexy lingerie she could find.
'Today could be a special one,' Lisa thought. She carefully picked out
a red satin push-up bra and high cut lace
panties that matched. She carefully adjusted them until the fit was
perfect. As usual, Lisa spent less time selecting
and donning her outer clothes, a conservative white silk blouse and
grey business suit. A slight touch of makeup and
she was out the door and off to work.
The gods of traffic were even kind to Lisa today and she made it
downtown in near-record time. She rode the
elevator to the twenty-seventh floor and strode out into the stock
brokerage where she worked as an assistant to
Kevin was recognized as a rising star in the brokerage. He hadn't
always been so, but in the last four years, it
seemed that every stock Kevin picked was a sure bet. His first few
years in the business were lackluster at best, but
almost overnight he had turned into a superstar. He was generating huge
profits for the company, his clients, and
even himself and Lisa.
Today, could be even better. Kevin had information that a certain IPO
was going to take off today, guaranteeing
sinful profits for those who knew. And Kevin and Lisa would be among
those who would benefit. Lisa in more ways
Lisa had been having a secret relationship with her boss for over two
years. She and Kevin met surreptitiously at
least once a week after hours. Kevin would explain to his gullible wife
of four years, Robin, that he had meetings with
clients and investors and business world moguls in the evenings. And
this was occasionally true.
They met often at a luxury hotel suite that Kevin kept reserved in a
high-rise hotel across the street from the office
(charged to the company, of course). Occasionally, it really did get
used by those out-of-town executives as Kevin
As much as Lisa enjoyed wearing her lingerie, Kevin enjoyed seeing her
model it for him. And after today, he would
be seeing a lot more of both. After the killing they would make in the
market today, Kevin and Lisa planned to reveal
their love for each other and resign from the company.
Kevin would then tell Robin he was leaving her. Robin, who Kevin had
taken to referring to as 'that witch' had begun
pressuring him to start a family. This was not something he ever
planned on doing, not seeing himself as the daddy
type. It wouldn't matter how much he had to pay to be rid of her. He
would have enough money to make her well off
and himself and Lisa, too.
The deal went down at 11:00. By noon, when they sold the stock, their
net worth had quadrupled. As prearranged,
Lisa left her letter of resignation 'to pursue other interests' on
Kevin's desk and slipped out to the hotel. Kevin would
soon follow, returning to the office later to turn in his own
Lisa let herself into the subdued mauves and browns of the tastefully
furnished luxury suite. 'This is the life,' she
thought. 'And the future.' She proceeded to the bathroom to freshen up
and remove her outer clothing. She would
make her grand entrance to the bedroom when Kevin arrived.
When Lisa heard the bedroom door, she quickly exited the bathroom to
model today's lingerie selection. 'Behold my
beauty, dar...' she started to say freezing in mid-sentence. Instead of
Kevin, she was shocked to see Robin, a.k.a.
that witch. Lisa froze in mid-pose.
'Surprised to see me?' Robin asked the temporarily stunned Lisa.
Lisa attempted to regain her composure as best one can when dressed
only in a bra and panties. 'Where is Kevin?'
Lisa asked. 'He's leaving you, you know,' she added.
'No, he isn't,' Robin replied, 'but he's not really leaving you,
either.' 'Now be a good girl and go sit down on the bed
while we talk.'
Lisa wanted to strike out at Robin. How dare she suggest that he wasn't
going to leave with her? But somehow, she
couldn't resist the order and sat down on the bed.
'Kevin is rich now, he doesn't love you. He and I are leaving,
together,' Lisa spat out.
'Oh, you poor girl, listen to me while I explain things,' Robin said.
'When we married, four years ago, Kevin was a
mediocre stockbroker at best, but we were truly in love. I gave him the
power of mind that enabled him to make his
fortune. It's quite ironic that he has taken to referring to me as
'that witch' considering that I am one. Unfortunately, I
failed to consider that giving him so much power and wealth, he was
bound to attract gold-digging, lingerie-modeling,
trashy sluts like you. You might say I underestimated his weaknesses.'
'But Kevin doesn't love you. He doesn't want a family. He want's me!'
'And you, my dear, underestimate my strengths,' Robin continued. 'I
have already rearranged some aspects of the
world as you know it, with more to follow. Kevin's love for me is now
as strong as the day we married. He has lost his
superstar stock picking ability and with it, the fame and temptations
people like you carry. When we have finished our
little conversation, I will set the clock back to this morning and you
will find that our Kevin bought and sold that IPO at
exactly the wrong moments, losing a fortune. He'll do well enough to
live comfortably, of course, but never again will
he rise above the crowd.'
'Now, I have several things to take care of,' Robin said, pointing at
the clock on the night table. The hands on the
clock began to move backwards, slowly at first than faster.
'You'll suffer less trauma if you sleep through this, Lisa,' and Robin
snapped her fingers. Lisa was asleep before her
head hit the pillow.
Lisa awoke that morning feeling refreshed and full of energy. Her first
clue that something was amiss was a strange
unsteadyness when she slipped out of bed and stood up. And why was she
wearing an oversize cotton t-shirt to
sleep in instead of her usual luxurious satin. She struggled to peel it
off, her arms feeling awkward and difficult to
control. Dropping it to the floor, she looked into the mirror to admire
herself. But it wasn't the picture she expected to
Looking back from the mirror was a toddler. She had shoulder length
brown hair with a bit of a curl near the ends
and a white bow in it. Her chest was reduced to nothing but a pair of
tiny pink dots rather than her voluptuous 38
D's. Her stomach was no longer flat but rounded with baby fat her legs
were now short and pudgy. And she couldn't
see her formerly tight ass because that portion of her body was covered
by a disposable diaper. Worse than that, it
was an apparently wet disposable diaper.
She looked around the unfamiliar room, painted in bright primary colors
and full of toddler toys. The bed she had
rolled out of was a toddler bed. 'Those tacky sheets are covered
with...choo-choos...I mean trains,' Lisa thought.
The door opened and a now huge appearing Robin entered the room. 'Good
morning, sleepyhead,' Robin cheerfully
intoned. 'How's my baby?'
'Me not a baby,' Lisa vehemently protested in a squeaky voice.
'Correct me if I'm wrong, but you are flat-chested, under three feet
tall, missing most of your teeth and wearing a wet
diaper, ' Robin retorted. 'I'd say that qualifies you as a baby.'
Lisa's only response was to put her thumb in her mouth and begin to
Robin sat on the edge of Lisa's bed so she could speak more or less eye
to eye with the little girl. 'I told you that I
was going to make some changes, and that they would be less traumatic
if you slept through them. While you may
feel upset, imagine how you would have felt seeing the years melt away
from your body. Now you are mine, my
precious little girl. Well, mine and Kevin's. He's your adoring daddy,
Lisa tried to remember her love for Kevin, but what flowed from her
heart was now the love of a little girl for her
'This is the morning of the same day we met at the hotel,' Robin
explained. 'I rolled back the clock, although I rolled
back yours a bit more than anyone else's. You're now twenty-six months
old. Remember how you used to want to
model your lingerie. Well I suppose you won't be modeling anything for
the next year or so but those soggy
Pampers. With every humiliating change, you'll lose more of your Lisa
Foster and become more Lisa Andrews. I
suppose that in less than six months you'll hardly remember your former
Lisa began to sniffle. She didn't want to cry, she just couldn't help
'Don't be sad, my little one,' Robin continued, speaking in the
condescending voice adults use when speaking to
small children. 'Let's give you something to look forward to.' Reaching
into the dresser drawer next to the bed, Robin
produced a pair of little girl's panties. 'Before too long, you'll be
ready for these,' holding out the panties to display
them to Lisa.
Lisa couldn't help it. She actually felt her heart lift at the future
possibility of wearing the panties. They looked too
large now, but someday soon she would be big enough. She admired the
big girl panties. They were white cotton
with a tiny flower print on them and they even had a ruffle around the
'But we aren't ready yet,' Robin told her. And she realized that in her
excitement, she was wetting her already
Lifting Lisa under her arms, Robin said 'Let's get that wet diaper off
of you and make you all nice and dry.'
And as she was reclined on the changing table that's when Lisa realized
that today and a lot of future days would
be very bad ones.
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