Best Friends By: Long_Rifle
Well… I read a post where-in a person asked about an age regressing virus… I should really stop right there… Female and male (What? Holy Shit!) mental regression. But mostly female so have fun. Also mild sexual content, and a heap of swear words. Also this story is about mental regression. Fast, and mostly the type that lacks “containment” if you get my drift. One part of ANY transformation, physical or mental, age or animal that I feel people gloss over is the loss of continence. The most childish or animalistic act I can think of is “potty pants”. Sure. Loss of sexual control is animalistic as well, but nothing saws “cow”, or “dog” more than making a puddle in front of witness’s, and especially where you ought not to be making one! Sorry to wax poetic! On with the show! It’s Friday Bitches! Oh, and NOT A HAPPY ENDING)
“So we’re sure her grandmother is fine with this Beth?”
“Well, it’s kind of to late to ask that now isn’t it? Seeing as we’re here and all.” Beth said as she stepped up onto a brick porch and knocked on the door. “Besides, it’s not like it’s a giant party. Just us and a few of our close friends. Dam Fen, you need to relax.”
Fen cracked a smile, “And when Karen lights up a joint? Is grandma going to be fine with that? And where the hell has she been all her life? Isn’t it funny that her parents suddenly pull a grandmother out of their hats?”
The sound of door locks being opened came through the door as Beth spoke, “She’ll be fine, this kind of crap happens all the time. There’s a family rift, and in the late years they make up to feel better before she dies. Besides, she probably won’t even know what it is. Now relax!”
The door swung wide and they found themselves face to face with Sarah. “You guys finally got here? I been waiting like, forever!” she said.
They stepped inside and slowly took their shoes off, Beth was the first to notice the odd smell, “Uh, Amy…” she said with a few light sniffs, “That doesn’t smell like Karen’s bong.”
Fen was moving her fingers in front of her face. “It smells like….Oh.” She Blushed, then whispered. “Does your grandmother have a problem getting to the bathroom?”
Amy looked carefully behind her, then nodded her head. “But I don’t want to talk about it. And after a few minutes you don’t really smell it. Sorry about that.” She looked closely at the bag that Fen was carrying. “And why does it look like that bag is too small for your X-box?”
“Shit! I forgot!”
Beth slapped her lightly on the back, “I told you to make a list.”
Fen already had her shoes and was putting them on. “Yeah, I’ll be back in a while. Don’t go to crazy till I get back.”
Beth already knew that, she was already walking towards the living room, Amy smiled and waved wildly, “See ya Waiter den!” Fen looked at her, a look of confusion on her face, but before she could say anything the door was slammed closed and she was alone outside. She shook her head and walked quietly back home.
Beth had made it halfway down the hall when she heard someone step out behind her and clear her throat. "Amy… " An old, sweet sounding voice asked. “Who is this?”
Beth turned to face the older woman, “Hi!” She said as she gently hugged her, “I’m Beth, I just got here, I’m one of Amy’s oldest friends. We’ve known each other since second grade.”
The old woman smiled, “Okay. You’re here for the night as well as the others right?” Beth thought the question was odd, but nodded. “Oh dear… I thought everyone was here already. I had asked Amy not to answer the door unless I was in the room.” she looked towards a blushing Amy, “Can’t be to careful you know.”
Amy walked up next to them, “But I knew who it was gramma! She’s my frwend!”
“I know dear. But it’s for your own safety honey. Now why don’t you take her to the rest of the girls?”
Beth felt Amy grab her hand and pull, but she didn’t want to go yet. “Now hold on Mam. I understand you wanting to be safe. But we’re almost in college, there’s no need to treat her like such a child. And besides this is a safe neighborhood.” Amy started to pull hard enough that she started to slide her across the floor. But Beth still tried to fight. “So, please. We’ll be okay. You don’t have to worry.”
The kindly old lady looked towards her and grinned. “I guess I’m just to old to know better. In my day little girls did what they were told.” Beth bristled at being called a little girl. She was about to say something when Amy tugged so hard she had to take a step or fall. When she regained her footing she turned back to find the hallway empty.
“Dammit Amy! I wanted to talk to her! Why did you do that?”
Amy finally let go of Beth as she started to walk on her own. “It’s not good to yell at gramma silly.”
“But she’s acting like you’re some kind of kid! You have to stand up to her Amy! Or she’ll shit on you till your parents get back.”
Amy absently rubbed her nose with the back of her hand. “Don’t worry 'bout it Beth, it’s okay.”
Beth rolled her eyes, “It’s not my ass in the fire.” She turned into the living room and saw everyone sitting around, watching TV, and barely talking. “So… How’s the party ladies?” She said loudly. They all turned to her, dopey smiles on most of their faces. “Well… It looks like the party already started huh? Couldn’t wait a few extra minutes.” Beth mentally checked everyone off in here mind, “Pam… Check. Dess… Check… Emily… Check… Where’s Karen?” She turned to Amy, who seemed the most coherent, “Where’s Karen?”
Amy was moving a cushion on the floor and getting ready to sit down, “Oh…” She said as she giggled, “Gramma caught her being naughty. She’s with her now.”
The other girls giggled along as well. Beth sighed and sat down on the couch. She looked at what they were watching on the TV and realized it was a show for little kids. “Dam girls, you can’t be that high yet? What the hell…”
Pam turned to her, “We only 'llowed to watch dis.” Dess and Emily absently nodded along.
“No fucking way. Give me the remote!” Dess handed it to her and she punched in the channel for the guide but it didn’t do anything. She tried again, and realized the old bat had locked everything but that channel out. “No way! Why are you guys watching this crap! Let’s go to the mall!”
Amy shook her head. “It’s not bad… Here.” She pushed a plastic cup into Beth’s hands. “It’s soo good!”
Beth smelled the contents, and thought she smelled alcohol. “Finally! So you guys aren’t all goody goody after all!” She took a careful sip. “It tastes like Apple juice!” She said. Though she could taste the alcohol as well. She sat back on the couch and tried to relax, she was halfway through the cup before she realized what was wrong with the TV. “Oh, it’s not on cable. This is a DVD!” She got up and sat down in front of the TV, she reached forward to push the eject button when something pink and plastic on the floor caught her eye.
Beth turned completely to her left and saw it was a plastic package thrown in the corner. “No way…” she thought. She crawled towards it and smiled. Beth could tell she was really buzzing from the little cocktail, she laughed as she grabbed the pink plastic bundle and stood up. Holding it above her head. “Mommy wow! I’m a big kid now!” She sang shrilly.
The girls all laughed at the bad rendition of the old song. Amy grabbed it from her. “Not bad Bethy. Do you want to use the potty now? Or do you want to see gramma?”
Beth was laughing herself. She looked at the package, opened it, and slid a Pull-Up out. She looked at the cute designs on it’s outside, then carefully stretched it out. “I think I’m fine Amy. Where did these come from anyways?” Amy shrugged in response. Beth looked down at all her friends watching the childish show and smiled as a funny idea suddenly came to her.
With everyone watching she dropped her pants and panties, and pulled the Pull-Ups on. They were tight, but they didn’t rip, or tear. “Tada! Now I’m a big girl, and I say it’s time for us to do some big girl things!”
Emily looked at her with a serious look on her face she said, “We all big girls here stupid. Only Karen not.”
“Yeah.” said Amy. “We don’t drink from bottles wike babies!”
Beth looked from one face to the next. She felt the buzz from her drink start to fade as her anger rose. “Dammit! What’s wrong with you guys? You’re acting like this is all okay? We should be having some real fun. Not sitting around watching the dam Smurfs. Or whatever the hell that show is.” She watched as the girls scooted away from her. Beth stomped her foot on the floor. “Stop! This isn’t cool you guys. Stop acting so fucking weird!”
Pam started to ignore her, she grabbed a crystal pitcher that had been hidden behind a chair and started to fill her cup instead. She was nervous, and Beth watched as she stuck her tongue out in concentration. As soon as she set down the pitcher Dess grabbed it and was refilling her own cup, then filling Amy’s as well.
Amy grabbed her cup and took several big gulps. Beth’s eyes popped open stunned as her friends pounded their full cups. Amy saw the look, and grabbed the pitcher, “Ya want more don’t ya?”
Beth was still stunned, “How much have you guys drank already? Shouldn’t you slow down?”
“It’s good. Gramma says it’s k.” Emily slurred.
Beth pushed the pitcher away, “She knows about that stuff?”
Emily had finished her cup and let it drop to the floor. “Yeah. After Karen got in twouble she gave us dat.” She laid back on the floor, and spread her legs, “It’s sooo good!”
Beth stood up, she felt dizzy at first, then recovered. “That’s it. There’s something seriously wrong here. I’m going to find that bitch and see what the hell is going on.” She saw Pam start to refill her cup, “Pam don’t touch that crap anymore! Let me talk to the old dingbat first.” She watched as Pam set her cup down and stick her tongue out at her. “Real mature Pam.” Beth said as she turned and walked away.
Beth walked further down the hall, “Hello? Where are you?”
“In here.” came the creaky reply from a room to her left and just ahead.
Beth swallowed hard and turned into the room. She could see the old woman, and what looked like an old radio, but there was no sign of Karen. Beth decided to start civil, she crossed her arms in front of her and cocked her hips to one side, “Look. I understand you think you’re helping but this is going to far.”
“Oh? And what do you think is going to far young lady?”
Beth felt exasperated, “We’re not little kids. We’re adults now. We need our freedom. We deserve it.” The old lady smiled, as if she was looking at a small girl talk. Beth tried to ignore it. “And then you tried to pacify us with that jug of super spiked apple crap. They’re in there drinking it as fast as they can! They’re going to be sick all night! That’s not funny.”
“Oh dear.” the woman said sounding concerned, “It’s not meant to be funny. They seemed to really want it. I only gave the little things what they wanted.”
Beth put her hands out pleading, “There! See! You think we’re kids or something! Lady, I’m eighteen! I’ve already gotten laid eight times! We don’t need your help. We need you to relax.” Beth saw movement to her right and looked at it hoping it was Karen. Instead she saw her own reflection in the mirror. She smiled at her grown up looks, then turned back to yell more. Suddenly she stopped, her hands shot down to her waist, trying vainly to cover what was in full view.
The old woman didn’t miss a thing. “Are you okay sweetie? Did you have an accident? Do you need gramma to change you?”
For a split second Beth started to nod her head, then she stopped and got a hold of herself. She wondered why she had forgotten about not putting her pants back on before she came in here. She decided to swallow her pride and act like it didn’t bother her, hoping it would put the old bat off. “Look lady,” Beth said. “I don’t know exactly what’s going on here. But this is way to strange to be legal.”
“What’s so strange about a babysitter taking care of a few babies?” she said mockingly.
Beth stepped back, her Pull-Up completely forgotten again, “Woah, we aren’t babies for one thing. You really are messed up. Wait a sec-” Beth thought she smelled pot. She followed her nose and saw Karen’s pipe and baggie thrown out in a small trashcan next to the doorway. Her anger rose again, and she stepped forward, “What the hell did you do to Karen? She’d never let you throw her shit away like that!”
The old lady laughed under her breath, then turned back to her Radio, “Karen doesn’t mind if I throw her shit away. Who else is going to do it right now?”
Beth kicked the trashcan across the room, “Where is she bitch!”
The woman recoiled in her chair. Then tisked loudly, “So big and strong! Yet you still throw tantrums. She’s down the hall napping. Now be quiet and go join your friends. I bet they’re having a great time by now!”
Beth backed out of the room, she reached for her cell phone before remembering in was in her pants pocket laying on the floor in the living room. She started to go for it, then stopped. “Karen first. Then I’m calling the cops.” she whispered.
Beth started walking down the hall, towards the only door left. She could see that it was dark inside, but there was a dim light keeping it from being totally black. As she neared the doorway she thought she could hear a faint music coming from inside as well. She grabbed the doorframe and slowly stuck her head inside, as her eyes adjusted she thought she could make out a low bed, surrounded by a frame in one corner. She could also smell baby powder. “What the hell am I afraid of?” She thought to herself. She stepped into the room, and then on second thought reached behind her and closed the door. In the dark her thumb found the lock button on the knob and pushed it in. “At least now crazy granny won’t be interrupting us.” she thought.
Beth walked slowly towards the bed, she could see a spinning mobile was the cause of the light and the music. As she got closer she could see the outline of her friend, laying on her back, and very much asleep. She squatted down next to the low bed and poked Karen with her finger. “Hey! Wake up girl! The cavalry is here.” Karen didn’t stir and Beth felt fear, “How bad did she drug you?” She whispered, as she grabbed the warm thick blankets encasing her friend and tore then off. She threw them towards the corner of the room then came back to Karen. By the light from the spinning mobile she was shocked to see her sleeping friend was wearing a diaper. Beth reached down in disbelief and touched it. Plastic crinkled as she pushed it gently, she was sure it was wet from the way it felt.
Not caring about being subtle, Beth jumped towards the wall and flicked the light switch on. The room blazed with bright light, and the figure on the bed seemed even more pitiful. Beth dropped down next to Karen and shook her violently awake. At first the high school senior didn’t want to wake up. Then her eyes started to flutter and crack open. “Karen! Wake up! We’ve got to get out of here!” Beth almost yelled. She watched as Karen yawned then looked right at her. Beth smiled, thinking that she was going to be okay. She stood up and knocked her head into the mobile, causing it to stop spinning and go quiet, at the same instant she felt a tiredness she didn’t really know she had vanish. “I’ll make sure the coast is clear. You get cleaned up.” She said as she walked to the door and carefully got down on her hands and knees to see if she could hear anything. “It’s all clear. Let’s go!”
Beth grabbed the door and got ready to open it, she turned to make sure Karen was ready. And saw she was not behind her. She looked back towards the bed and saw that she had barely moved. “Karen, lets go!” Beth waited, but the girl still didn’t move. She walked back towards her, “Karen, we need to get going. This isn’t funny.” Beth knelt down next to her and pulled her up into a sitting position, Karen slouched forward, and sloppily stuck a hand in her diaper.
“Ewwww! That’s so gross.” Beth said as she pulled the hand free. “Stop messing around.” She stopped talking as she heard something outside the door. Karen opened her mouth to talk, but Beth put her hand over it before any sound emerged. She put her finger to her own mouth and shushed while she tried to listen to what was going on outside the room.
She concentrated, but she couldn’t hear anything else. She felt Karen start licking her palm, she turned around and started to pull it away. But Karen grabbed it with her own hands and stuck it back it her mouth. “Karen! Cut that out.” But as Beth looked at her friend she felt shivers run up her spine. There was something wrong with the way she was staring at her. “Karen?” Beth said quietly. But the drooling girl didn’t even act like she heard her. She kept on sucking on Beth’s fingers. “K-Karen? Are you o-okay?” her voice broke with fear as she looked closer at her friend. She tried to pull her hand free, but the young woman still had her strength. Karen was about to hit her when she spied a large pacifier laying next to the pillow in the bed. She grabbed it and dangled in in front of Karen’s face.
Her eyes shot open and her hands lunged for the rubber and plastic toy. As soon as her fingers closed on it she pushed it wetly into her mouth. Beth watched as Karen’s eyes rolled into the back of her head, then she slowly laid back down and moved onto her side in a fetal position. Beth sat back on her haunches, stunned. The only sound in the room was the rhythmic sound of Karen sucking her pacifier. “Shit…” Beth softly said. “Shit… Shit… Shit… What the hell is going on here. This isn’t right.” She stood up, and smacked her head into the mobile again, causing it to spin, then as she reached out to steady it the music started, this time louder then before. She grabbed it with her hands, and turned it till she found the tiny control panel for it. Beth just started reading it when the lights hanging from it flashed on, and started moving and pulsing to the music. Beth felt herself grow light headed, she blinked, and tried to focus on the writing. But couldn’t. She felt her Pull-Up growing warm, she looked down trying to see what was happening, but the sudden motion of her head made her feel sick, Beth took one last look at the colorful lights before she felt her body relax, and dropped unconscious to the floor.
Voices. Muffled voices woke Beth. She shook her head as she sat up on the floor. “Owwww…. Wa happened?” She said as she felt a large lump on the side of her head. She saw something broken and crumpled laying on the floor next to her. As she looked around she realized the band of her panties was itching her leg, she reached down to scratch it. She sighed with relief as she moved over the itch, but as she moved into her panties she stopped. “Wet…” she thought as she slowly looked down. Everything came back to her as she looked down at her now soaked Pull-Ups. She looked at the broken thing and then up, “I must have ripped it off the ceiling when I passed out.” She said softly. Her breath caught in her throat as she turned around to see Karen still in the bed. “Karen…” She whispered. She was about to move towards her when the muffled voice started to come closer to the door. She stopped and listened as it became clearer.
“…hours. Maybe a little less.” The voice seems to sound concerned. Beth recognized it as the old woman’s. “It worked, who cares about more tests! They’re all done here, and I’m still 100 percent aware.”
Beth pushed herself away from the door as she heard the knob rattle. The voice continued. “There’s been nothing over the monitor but snoring and crinkling. I know the device activated, I heard the music myself so she’s not a problem now. Just another wet little plaything for the news to report.” Beth cringed, she reached down and squeezed the soaked padding between her legs. She felt tears come to her eyes, her thumb slowly came up towards her mouth and slipped inside, after a few sucks she felt better.
She blinked several times, knowing something was very wrong, then sat down. Only to come up in a squat when the cooling padding felt to horrible to her. She leaned closer to the door, there was a pop as her thumb came from her mouth. “No. Just call a dam locksmith!” The voice continued, “It can be part of the report.” “Look, this is done. I’m done with the testing. The virus works as you want. It stays inoperative till the body releases the right chemicals, and only your light pulses do that. The light system worked, and the video. What more do we need? It’s time to do it.”
Beth realized she was in more trouble then she had ever been in before. She stood up and tried to decide what to do. She knew she was being listened to, so she had to stay quiet. She saw a chair in one corner, and carefully wedged it under the knob. Hoping it would hold if someone tried to bust in. Then she turned her attention to her friend. Beth checked that the shattered mobile wasn’t anywhere near her. Then she knelt down carefully next to Karen. She carefully picked some loose drywall from her hair, crying the entire time. She wanted her to wake up, she wanted her to be okay. She softly caressed her check, then bent close and gave her a light kiss on the cheek. As she moved away Karen’s eyes fluttered open. She looked Beth right in the eyes and smiled. Beth’s heart dropped. Then Karen’s head to moved to the side and her eyes started to roll quickly around the room. Her body became very tense, her mouth started to move as if she was trying to speak.
“Ba…. B…. Bethhhhhh….” she croaked.
Beth gently tried to sooth her. "Shush… " she barely whispered, “You have to be quiet.”
But Karen wouldn’t stop. “Bethhhhh…… Ha…. He…. Help…. Me….”
Beth’s mouth dropped, she grabbed Karen in a hug. “You’re okay! I thought you were gone!”
Karen tried to push her away. “No…. Diaper…. Grrrr……gammaa bad!”
Beth was crying tears of joy. “I’ve go to get you out of here! She’s trying to do this to everyone!” She gently pulled her up into a sitting position, then let go.
Karen frantically started to yell, “No! Nooooo…. No no no!” as she flopped back down onto the mattress.
Beth stopped frozen as she tried to listen to anyone outside.
“I think one of them is up now. Hold on. Sweetie?” She said, it sounded like she was right on the other side of the door. “Can you open the door for gramma honey?”
Beth felt herself stand and take a step towards the door before she stopped herself. “Oh shit.” she thought. “This shit lets them control people too.” She looked back and forth from the door to the window. Wondering what she should do.
The voice came again, “Come on baby. I know you’re up. Be a good girl and open the door.”
Beth could barely control herself. She was on the verge of crying. Then she looked back at Karen. And saw she was trying to get up so she could open the door. It gave Beth an idea. She dropped to her knees and crawled to the door. She felt shame as she realized it felt natural. That she wanted to crawl. She got her face close to the door and let drool run out of her mouth. Then slapped at the door. “Gramma!” she gurgled.
“I hear one of them. Hold on. Sweetie? Can you open the door please?”
Beth had to stop it. She had to get the woman to stop asking, her entire body was clenching to open the door. Her hands were slowly walking their way up the door when she felt her Pull-Ups grow warm, then felt warmth run down her legs. She stopped moving and stared as her bladder emptied. She watched as the puddle started to run under the door and out into the hall. She felt her body go red with shame, but it helped her concentrate.
“Opps. Hello? Yeah. She’s gone. There’s a river of piss running under the door and she can’t figure out how to work the lock.”
Beth sat still and waited while she listened to feet walking away from the door. For several minutes she could barely control the urge to open the door, then it started to wane, and finally she could move without worrying. She turned and stared down at Karen. “Karen. I can’t carry you.” Karen’s eyes went wide, and she started to kick her feet. Beth carefully squatted down next to her. “Look, I’m going to run for it. Bring back the cops.” Karen shook her head as much as she could, drool ran from her mouth, and Beth wiped it away. “Look, I broke the mobile. Just act like a baby and you’ll be fine. I’ll be back with help soon.” Karen’s eyes stayed wide open, but she seemed to agree. She reached out for something. Beth looked behind her and saw her pacifier was now hanging from the side rail. She grabbed it, and slipped it into Karen’s mouth. “Okay. Be calm baby.” Karen’s eyebrows furrowed with anger. “Shesh, sorry. Be good while I gone bye bye den.” Karen’s eye’s opened in surprise at the childish outburst, but Beth didn’t seem to catch what she had just said.
She walked to the door, and put her ear to it again. She couldn’t hear anyone talking now. She scratched at her herself again. And took a look down at her Pull-Ups. “Dang. I should just toss these things now.” She grabbed at them, and started to slide them down, just as they started to move she heard a car horn beep outside. Then noise in the house.
“Now who can that be? Aren’t all my babies here now?” the woman said sounding peeved.
Beth heard the old woman get up, and start to walk away. Her hands came up from her Pull-Ups and twisted the door knob. The lock popped open with a loud snap that she hoped hadn’t been heard. She pushed the door open a crack and saw the hall was empty, she turned and took a last look at Karen, then ran for the front door.
Her gait was thrown off by the soaked padding between her legs, but she didn’t stop to take it off. She was almost instantly past the room where the old bat hung out, and came up on the Living room. She skidded to a halt as she looked inside and almost screamed.
Amy was laying back in a large highchair. She was dully smiling while pushing mashed food up into her face. Most of it ended up on her face, and in her lap. Beth stepped towards her, as she got closer she smelled what could only be a dirty diaper. “Amy?” She said. “Amy girl?” But Amy didn’t even react, she was to busy ramming the much into her face. Beth bent over and looked under the tray. “Oh… Fuck…” She whispered when she saw a thick diaper between her legs. Her eyes followed Amy’s smooth legs towards the floor, and to several bundles laying side by side next to the TV. Beth dropped down and crawled towards them. Hoping against hope that she was wrong.
Beth saw the sleeping faces of the rest of her friends poking out from the bundles. They were peaceful looking, contently sucking pacifiers. Beth crawled towards the first girl. “Emily” she said as she looked at her. She opened the large soft covering and saw her friend was naked underneath, save for a diaper. As soon as the blanket was opened the messy diaper smell grew worse. Beth started to cry as she looked at her friend. Tears dripped down as the girl started to mew and gurgle from the sudden cold on her exposed flesh. Emily quickly covered her back up and stood.
She didn’t need to check the rest. She knew what she would find. She stepped back towards the hall and saw a large bag, with a mat haphazardly folded and thrown on top. She jumped towards it, hoping to find some kind of evidence or maybe an antidote. She ripped through many large plastic diapers, there were some Pull-Ups towards the bottom, and several packets of something. Beth grabbed the packets, and then a few new Pull-Ups as well. She took a quick look for her pants, but figured they would be gone by now anyway.
“Time to go.” she said as she stepped out into the hall and saw the figure of the old lady standing near the front door. It looked like she had it cracked open, and was talking to someone outside. Beth crept up slowly behind her, as she got closer she could here the conversation.
“-care. I’m not letting you in here, the girls are resting.” The old bat said.
Then the voice of a friend came to Beth’s ears, “But I’m supposed to be here! I’m Fen! Go ask Amy! I had to get the games, then my mom had me wait till she could drive me here! Let me in!”
The old lady was stubborn. “No! The parties over! Leave before I call the police!”
Beth took that as her cue, she lunged the last several feet and launched herself towards the door. The old lady wasn’t expecting anyone behind her, and the door tore free from her grip, allowing Beth the run outside. Beth saw Fen’s car and ran towards it. The idea that she was outside in a wet a pair of wet training pants didn’t even come to her as she yanked at the back door of the car. “Open the door! Quick!” There was a click and the door handle rose. She slammed the door open, and jumped into the car screaming back at Fen, “Get the hell out of there!”
Fen looked back towards the car, then turned back to the old lady. She opened her mouth as if the speak, then seemed to think better of it and ran back to the car. She jumped into the passenger seat, then turned back to Beth who was now crying in the back seat. “What the hell’s going on Beth?”
Beth took several deep breaths, then wiped her snot covered nose on her shirt. “It’s some kind of poison!” Then Beth broke down and bawled like a small child.
Fen reached back and gently pulled Beth’s hair our of her face. She didn’t know what to say. She turned to face Amy’s house, the door was now closed, and probably locked tight. She looked at her mother. “What should we do?”
Her mother shook her head, she looked at Beth and pursed her lips closed. “Something’s not right.” She pulled out her cell phone, then stopped. She needed more. She undid her seat belt and got out of her car. She looked back at the house, then reached for the back door. She saw several things laying on the ground near her car. “What the…” she said as she started picking them up. “Diapers?” She looked closer and saw they were training pants. Then she started picking up little Mylar packets. “Are these drugs? What the hell is going on.” More confused now, she opened the back door and carefully set the training pants on the seat next to Beth.