The Slumber Party - By Katchase

THE SLUMBER PARTY  by Katchase

“Now girls, I want you to treat Susan here the same way you would want to be treated while I'm gone tonight,” Mrs. Johnson said in a voice that indicated that whoever disobeyed her would be severely punished as a result. “You girls are old enough to know right from wrong, and I expect you each to act every bit your 13 years, DO I make myself clear?”

It was apparent from the look on the six thirteen year olds girls that looked back at her, that it was. “Good,” said Mrs. Johnson, “I have to go.”  

As she was walking out the door she turned and said laughingly, “That goes for you too Susie.  Make sure you’re good for the girls,” and with that she walked out the door and left for the evening leaving behind college freshman, Susan Jackson with a bewildered look on her face and burdened with the task of chaperoning the six 13 year-old girls who had gathered to participate in the age old activity which symbolized every young girl passage into the forthcoming arrival of puberty and that was their first SLUMBER PARTY.

Within minutes of Mrs. Johnson leaving the house the girls realized that their slumber party was in real trouble because the Susan Jackson who had appeared so nice and friendly while Mrs. Johnson was present had suddenly transformed into the babysitter from hell. Susan Jackson, a petite girl of 5' 2”, with long beautiful blond hair and weighing only 100 pounds soaking wet was your typical college freshman home on spring break and desperate to make some quick cash, “otherwise she would never have taken a job babysitting a slumber party for such a geeky looking bunch of little girls when she could be out partying herself” as she put it when the girls asked why the sudden change of attitude towards them.

"I want no trouble from you LITTLE GIRLS tonight, you heard what Mrs. Johnson said,” Susan said in a condescending voice like she was talking to bunch of six year-olds instead of a group of young women teetering on the brink of entering womanhood, “So run along and play with your little dollies like good little girls and leave me so I can make important adult phone calls.

Before the group of girls could reply, Susan took the cordless phone and walked out of the room.  Susan was totally oblivious to the six confused girls left behind in the living room, stung by her hurtful words and just looking at each other in silence.

Sally Johnson was the first one to speak, “You know this isn’t fair, here it is my first slumber party and Susan is going to ruin it, it’s just not fair.  I just wish she would treat us like she would like to be treated, I mean how would she like it if we treated her like some silly little girl instead of instead of an adult, and I bet she wouldn't like it.”

As if everyone had the same idea at once, all the girls started laughing at the mental image of Susan looking like a geeky, little girl again.

With a sudden look of inspiration on her face, Sally said, “You know, I bet we could do it.  All we'd have to do is change her hairstyle and put her in different clothes and I bet she would look about 12, maybe younger.”

While everyone was contemplating this, one of the other girls named Janice said, “What about her breast though, I mean I have a 32 b cup and she must have at least a 34c cup.  What are we going to do about that?”

Sally replied, “I think it's padded, I think once we take away her grown-up undies and put her in undies like ours we'll find she is really not as developed as we thought.  In fact, I bet you have more than her and then won't she be embarrassed.  Gather around I have an idea.”

It was about two hours later when the girls walked in the living room and found Susan asleep on the couch and in the true fashion of the slumber party decided to put their plan in motion and use an old favorite. Getting a bowl of warm water, they put Susan's hand in the bowl for two minutes and were rewarded for their efforts by watching a wet spot quickly form over her crotch area indicating that she had peed herself in her sleep. Delighted with this turn of events, Sally put part two of their plan in motion and sent everyone out of the room while she woke up Susan.

Gently nudging Susan awake, Susan sat up only to find she had wet herself in her sleep and was totally embarrassed by this and said in a small, scared voice, "What is wrong with me?  Oh Sally, please don’t tell the other girls, please?”

Sally looked at Susan whose confidence and self-image was certainly shrinking by the moment and said, "Don't worry Susie, everyone has accidents even at your age.  C'mon upstairs with me and I’ll help you get cleaned up and changed into something dry.”

Susan felt like a naughty child following her babysitter upstairs to get cleaned up after being warned not to get dirty, and with every step closer to the top of the stairs she felt more and more unsure of herself and her adulthood.

Once upstairs, Sally pointed Susan to the bathroom and told her she would get her some clothes to wear. As Susan closed the bathroom door she looked in the mirror and saw a beautiful 18 year-old college freshmen and as she stripped off her urine soaked pantyhose and silky panties she knew their was no way she would be wearing them again tonight.  As she removed her skirt and top and padded push-up bra she was suddenly aware that her whole outfit was ruined and hoped that sally would be able to find her something appropriate as she couldn’t wear a towel all night.

After a nice long shower, Susan came out into the hall and saw Sally in her bedroom laying out clothes for Susan on her bed. As Susan got closer, she was amazed at the articles of clothing she saw. There lying on the bed was a pale pink babydoll top with white trim and puffy sleeves and a pair of plain white cotton full cut panties with pink trim around the top and leg openings and a matching crop top style cotton bra of the same style, little white and pink anklet socks and pink ribbons for her hair.

Sally turned to Susan and said, “Hurry up Susie and get dressed.  We're all waiting for you so we can start the movie we rented.”

“I thought it would be cool if you would join our slumber party.” Susan looked at the articles of clothing lying there and said, "Sorry, Sally but there no way I'm wearing these clothes and joining your party, now get me some adult clothes.”

Sally looked at Susan and replied, “Okay Susie if that's how you want it. I’ll just tell the girls you wet yourself and then they'll make fun of you all night, and tell everyone but this way if you join us, they'll think you’re cool and no one will ever find out.”

“Fine”, said Susan , as she sat down and pulled on the anklet socks feeling the lace rub against her leg she was reminded of when she was twelve and she last wore anklets with her pretty Easter dress and now she was wearing them again at 18.

When she sat down, Sally could see Susan's womanly bush peek out from the towel and thought won't she be surprised later tonight when the special powder she sprinkled in the crotch of the underwear will remove it, leaving her as smooth as a

10 year-old. With a look of disgust, Susan next slid the juvenile panties up over her legs to rest on her hips and to her surprise they were a little big and felt strange to her for she was used to thongs and now she was wearing panties that looked like they belong on a 6 year-old that rode high on her hips and covered her rear end totally.

Looking at the crop top bra she was sure it wouldn't fit and was totally astonished when it not only fit but to her dismay flatten out her chest to the point that appeared she had only tiny little lumps of flesh and tiny puffy nipples. before she could recover from the shock of this, Sally slid the babydoll top over her head and pulled it down and to Susan's dismay it barely came past her crotch and with a wrong move it definitely would slide up to show everyone her silly little girl panties. “This babydoll top is too small”, said Susan to Sally, but Sally replied, “Oh c'mon Susie, it’s only us girl's here, we've all seen little girl undies before.”

Having said that Sally came over and put Susan's hair up in pigtails and ribbons. Taking Susan by the hand Sally led her to a full length mirror and Susan was amazed at what the looking glass held, where only a short time ago the mirror reflected a sexy college girl of 18, this time a different reflection was gazing back at her. Susan no longer looked 18, NO, in her short babydoll top and juvenile looking panties peeking out from underneath, her cute little socks and almost nonexistence chest made her body appear to be that of a 12 year-old, but combined with a freshly scrubbed face, totally devoid of make-up and cute pigtails adorned with pink ribbons on both sides of her head, she could be mistaken for an 8 year-old.

As Susan tried to reconcile this image with the age and person she really was, she found it hard not to slip into the mode of a small child.  Especially as she realized that Sally now looked so much more mature than she did and seemed so forceful when talking to her that she felt she should obey her when she informed her that she was going down stairs to be with the big girls and any trouble she would be punished.

No wait, thought Susan, I'm 18 , not 8 all I need to do is find my id  which is in my purse which I left on the dresser and.  Oh no its not there.  And Susan knew without her license or car keys, she was stuck like this until at least when Mrs. Johnson came home tomorrow and could vouch for her.

..Next...going down and seeing the girls

(Note: Sadly this story does not continue.)