"Marie is there somewhere we can wash up?" Charity asked as Marie lead us upstairs.
Marie didn't reply instead she led us to a large room where two sets of clothes had been set out. "Are these for us?" Charity asked in surprise.

"No ma'am these are for you." Marie replied with a slight bow.

"Where are Catherine's clothes?" Charity asked with a slight frown.

"In her room of course." Marie replied.

"Then your Boss was expecting us?"

"It is not my place to answer that." Marie replied. "Dinner will be in one hour please be ready and downstairs by then. If you'll excuse me, I must see Miss Catherine to her room." Marie replied.

"Yes of course. See Catherine, I told you everything would be alright." Charity said with a smile.

I grunted in reply. Something didn't feel right about this whole situation. "Marie may I ask you something?"

"Of course Ma'am."

"What is your Boss like?"

"He's well... He is..."

"Marie are the girls in their rooms yet? I'd like to have a word with Catherine before dinner." The man from downstairs demanded a hint of irritation in his voice.

"Yes sir. I am bringing Catherine to her room now."

"Good I shall be up momentarily to talk with her. See that she is ready for my arrival."

"Yes sir." Mary replied. "Right this way, Catherine. Ah, here we are."

As I looked around the room I noticed something rather unusual. It seemed designed for a young child. It was designed like a movies theater or broadway street with movie posters such as Legend , Labyrinth, Beauty & the Beast, The Little Mermaid,, Winnie the Pooh & his friends,  Phantom of the Opera, Pirates of the Caribbean, the haunted mansion, Star Wars & Disney characters such as my favorite villains.

As well as pictures of my favorite animals hung on the walls. Some of which included wolves, tigers, lions, leopards, panthers, moose, other large wild cats, bald eagles, owls, hawks,
falcon, horses both wild & tame, crocodiles, alligators.

My my favorite types of tame cats & dog types, my favorite insects such as ladybugs, praying mantis, butterflies, and my favorite mythical creatures such as unicorns, Qilin, dragons and creatures such as nifflers, Kelpie etc

There were stars of all shapes and types on the ceiling, and the sheets on the bed or rather crib and playpen had care-bears, rainbow bright, Winnie the pooh & friends, Sesame Street characters, the 1980-early 1990's teenage mutant ninja turles version, power rangers, He-man, She-rah.

Several Star Wars one's including the new Star Wars Force Awakens trilogy, the Mandelorian with Gogru, cabbage patch dolls, pound puppies, Beauty and the beast, the little mermaid, bambi & wild animals.

There were children's books on the shelves and several stuffed animals and dolls sitting on a toy chest. " Am I going to be sharing this room with a little girl?"

Marie sighed and smiled at me apologetically "no ma'am this is to be your room."

"My room? Ummm where am I supposed to sleep?" I asked as I looked around the room once more completely confused.

Marie seemed nervous as she replied "Please, don't ask me any questions. The Boss wants to discuss things with you alone. If he finds out that I discussed things with you, he will fire me. I can't afford to loose this job. Please change into the outfit provided for you." Marie pleaded and I sighed.

I looked at the outfit provided and then back at Marie. "You have got to be kidding me. That outfit looks like it's supposed to be for a toddler. (See picture provided above except that the outfit came with a set of Pooh bear overalls. Why can't I wear that?" I asked pointing towards a dress.

"Marie what is taking so long? You know that I don't like to be kept waiting. I told you that I wish to speak with the young lady before dinner."

"Yes sir. I'm sorry sir. There was some confusion about her outfit." Marie replied with an apologetic gaze. Charity's mother's husband frowned when he saw that I wasn't wearing the outfit that had been laid out on the bed. He looked over at Marie his eyebrow cocked as if he were asking her a silent question.

His gaze indicating that he wasn't happy. Marie looked at him fearfully for a moment and immediately shifted her gaze to the floor. "You may go now. I wish to speak with this young woman alone." Charity's mother's husband replied.

"Yes sir." Marie replied dashing from the room as if her life depended on it.

Once she had left he turned his attention towards me and frowned. "I understand that you don't seem to like my choice of clothing for you?" He said as he closed the door behind him.

"It's not that..." I replied nervously looking down at the floor as Marie had done only moments before.

"Look at me." I continued to keep my gaze lowered he said more sternly "I said look at me." I looked up at him the fear in my eyes evident as my body began to tremble. "Are you afraid of me?" He asked as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

"A little." I replied looking downward once more.

He sighs. "You don't have to be afraid of me little one. I will never hurt you."

"Little one?" I reply with a slight frown and he smiles.

"I am sure you are wondering why your room is designed for a toddler and why I chose that particular outfit for you." He said pointing towards the outfit.

"I must admit that I am a little confused."

"Then let me get right down to the point. I have always wanted a little girl to raise as my own. However, as time went by, I realized much to my dismay, that Charity's mother doesn't want to have children or adopt any. So it came as quite a surprise when I learned of your sister and your existence."

"Needless to say, I wasn't too happy to learn that she had left you with her abusive ex husband. The truth is, I wasn't surprised to see you tonight. I allowed your sister to learn of our location. As to why this room has stuff designed for a toddler but in adult size I will explain that shortly."

"Why is my room so different from Charity's?"

"I had my men observe both your sister and yourself for a short time. I created these rooms based on what my men told me. My men said they saw you look at outfits similar to this at the mall and then sigh sadly and walk away.

I take it that my wife and her ex husband didn't like you wearing clothing of this kind." Charity's mother's new husband asked pointing toward the outfit on the bed.

"Yes sir. They always said that outfits like this would make me look too childish or make it seem like I was mentally disabled or something. She won't be happy to see me wearing this. Ever since I can remember she was always telling me to grow up."

"I don't want you to grow up. I want you to always feel free to act any age that you feel comfortable with. If you want to dress, act and be treated like a toddler then that is ok. As for my wife, I will deal with her should the need arise."

"So I can behave like a little kid?" I asked puzzled.

"Yes. In fact, I'd be very pleased if you were to be my babygirl."

"I don't understand?" I asked puzzled.

"As I said before, I've always wanted a baby girl to raise and pamper like a princess. However, as I said, my wife doesn't want children. So I was hoping, that you would be willing to behave like a young child between the ages of  one to six."

"That would explain the crib & playpen. Wait, does that mean that you'd want me to wear diapers?"

"If you are comfortable with this, then yes. As a baby you would wear diapers that either I or Marie will change. Marie is to be your nanny and will care for you when I am unable to do so due to work or if I have to go away on business."

"So if I agree to do this then would that mean that I'd drink from baby bottles or sippy cups?"

"Yes."

"So I would have all the things that a baby has?"

"Yes. You will dress in the outfits I choose for you. Except of course for when you go to school. Upon arriving home you would immediately be brought upstairs and changed.  You would also have a set of rules that I expect you to obey or you will be punished as a baby or young child would be."

"That would include time outs, your toys being taken away, and if it is a extreme violation of the rules, you would be spanked. However, if you don't feel comfortable with this idea and would prefer that I treat you the same as Charity I will respect that decision."

"If I agree to do this what do I call you?"

"You'd call me daddy or da-da."

"Oh. Ok." I looked around the room trying to process what Charity's mother's husband had just told me. He wanted me to behave like a baby. After weighing the pros and cons I decided to agree to his wishes. Charity's mother might not like this arrangement but I'd rather have her angry with me then to upset this man.

"You don't have to give me an answer right now. We can discuss this more after dinner."

A few minutes later we heard our names being called downstairs "Charity, Catherine dinner is ready."

As she stepped out of her room Charity swirled around showing off the dress that had been laid out for her to wear. "Isn't this the most beautiful dress you've ever.."

She stopped mid sentence. "Umm, Catherine, why haven't you changed out of those wet clothes yet? You'll catch your death of cold, if you don't hurry up and get dressed."

"I was having trouble deciding what to wear." I replied.

"Do you want my assistance?"

"No thank you, but thank you for the offer. Could you please tell everyone that I'll be down shortly?"

"Sure no problem. What should I tell them
about why your late?"

"Tell then I am not feeling well and to go ahead and start without me." Charity nodded and then walked down the stairs while I headed back to my bedroom.

Marie popped her head into my room "are you ready for dinner?"

I nodded and replied "me hungwey."

"Dinner is  waiting for you downstair Miss. The Boss doesn't like to be kept waiting. Please head downstairs."

"Nu! Me Nu wanna!" replied stomping my feet and pouting. Then I started to cry.

"What is going on up there??"

It was then that Marie realized something. I was behaving and talking like a toddler. I had decided to do as her Master requested and so she turned and smiled at me. "Do you need help getting dressed little one?"

I nodded and stuck my thumb in my mouth. "Alright let me help you and then I'll bring you downstairs for dinner ok?"

"otay." I replied with a slight smile. Picking me up she placed me on the changing table and helped me put on my "diaper" (which really was adult underwear for adults with incontinence issues). Then helped me dress in the outfit my new step father had chosen.

"Would you like to walk or do you want me to carry you?"

I thought for a moment and then replied "You help me?"

Marie smiled and replied "of course I'll help you little one." She replied as she took my hand. Once downstairs she let go of my hand. "Do you think you can find your  way from here? I'm needed in the kitchen."

I nodded and started walking towards the dinning room but decided to be even more like a toddler and fall. I began to sob and Marie's husband Mario rushed into the room. "Are you alright little one?" I shook my head.

"Me fall down." I replied tearfully.

"Would you like for me to carry you the rest of the way little one?" Mario asked with a smile and I nodded. He easily picked me up and carried me into the room and sat me a high chair.

I was met with an angry glare as soon as I entered the room. "What took you so long? Dinner is getting cold waiting for you. I won't tolerate this kind of rude behavior in my home."

"Me sowwy." I replied looking down at the floor.

Charity's mother frown turned into a scowl when she noticed my outfit. "What have I told you about dressing like that? Your far too old to be wearing clothing like that! Go upstairs and change this instant! I won't tolerate your childish behavior my house."