MILP Miniseries: Francine Smith

Twas another day at the Smith Household where Stan is seen gathering a Shit-load of weapons from gatling-guns, machine-guns, pistols and all sorts of crazy stuff attached to him like the battle-ready warrior from hell he is.

"Francine, where is my power staff?" Stan asked, standing by the front door. "It should be right by the door where I left it."

"I must have put it away. You know I've been doing my yearly Spring Cleaning for the last week." Francine explained as she made her way from the kitchen to the broom closet next to where Stan was currently standing. "Do you really have to go on this mission?" Francine questioned worriedly a she handed her husband the power staff from inside the closet.

"Francine, this new terrorist group could be the next al-Qaeda!" Stan explained, placing his power-staff away in a duffle bag. "Then we'd just get another 9/11....and we all know sequels are never as good as the original."

*HONK HONK!*

"Come on, Stan!" Dick yelled out from the massive CIA truck with the other agents. "Last one there's gonna have to clean the blood-splatter from our armor!"

"You guys be careful out there and kick some ass!" Francine cheered from the open door. Stan kissed her passionately before grabbing all of his gear and running to the truck. He hopped in and the crew drove off leaving Francine to get back to her cleaning.

Francine continued her cleaning session throughout the house, eventually making her way into the basement where Stan's workshop was located. In a nearby corner, some of Roger's old space-junk was piled up, some of it had been boxed away, but most of it laid out in the open, covered by a layer of dust. "Look at all this junk. Why does Roger even need....whatever this thing is?" Francine wondered aloud as she examined a bizarre cylindrical object she found in a pile of other random things. The housewife started to clean it, but it slipped from her hands and fell to the floor with a crash. Smoke poured out of the broken object as Francine starts to panic. "What the hell?!"

The somewhat purple-ish smoke flows from the shattered object, Francine unwillingly inhaled the fumes. For the most part, nothing seems to happen. No horrifying mutations or anything weird.

In fact, if anything, Francine....felt extremely thirsty.

She was craving milk, in fact craving was an understatement, she felt compelled to drink as much milk as she could. The blond quickly ran up the stairs of the basement to the living room where she made her way into the kitchen. Francine couldn't figure out where this craving for milk came from, but she opened the refrigerator door and grabbed the carton of milk. She started chugging the milk vigorously, like she hadn't had anything to drink in years.

The milk, while icy cold, satisfied her hunger just as her daughter Haley strolled into the kitchen.

"Hey Mom, do you--" Haley began before pausing to see her mother chugging on the milk and finishing the whole carton. "Uhhh.....trying to satisfy your daily calcium intake this morning or something?"

Francine put the carton down and looked over at Haley. "I don't know what came over me, Haley. I just really wanted milk for some strange reason." The blond started feeling slightly dizzy so she sat down at the kitchen table.

Haley noticed her mother looking at little out of it. "Do you need something, mom?" Haley asked curiously, tossing the milk carton away. 

"I... ummm... bin...key" Francine struggled to speak. It was as if all of her intelligence was being drained from her being. Her tongue felt inflated as she explored her loose teeth.

Haley's eyebrow raised. The teen took Francine by the hand and led her to the living room. "Okay, maybe you've done too much cleaning for today." Haley reasoned to her dazed and confused mom. Francine's certain that her daughter had just said something to her, but she was unable to comprehend it. The stupefied mom toddled along next to Haley as the teen held her hand and ultimately helped Francine sit down on the couch. "Just watch some TV and relax for now, alright?"

The blond housewife ignored the television because she was enthralled by her sore, loose gums and tried forcing the teeth from them with her enlarged tongue. She succeeded in pushing a few teeth out of her mouth. Haley noticed this and was shocked while her mother smiled a gapped grin.

"OH MY GOD!!!" Haley screamed in horror, jumping back from Francine's gapping, drooling maw along with her....weirdly passive reaction to being toothless. "M-Mom?! What's wrong?!"

Francine didn't seem to realize anything was wrong as she kept drooling and using her hand to suck on her thumb. "I's Bay Be..." She lisped around her thumb. 

"I'm gonna call Dad! This is so....messed up!" Haley said feeling freaked out. She ran into the kitchen, to the landline, and called her father, leaving mom alone on the couch.

Francine's body changed gradually, the ligaments in her limbs loosen enough to make her more limber and flexible like a infant. This could allow her to playfully bend her legs by her head and suckle on her own toes.

Unfortunately, her toes were all covered up by her really uncomfortable shoes. Not only that, but her pink dress was in the way. Something had to be done, Francine thought with her newfound mindset. So she started pulling at her pink dress. It was a lot more trickier for her to get undressed today, for some reason, but she finally managed to get it off of her body. Next came those annoyingly hard things on her feet which trapped her toes. The blond tugged on the shoes and managed to get one of them off from her foot. 

Francine stared longingly at her toes longingly before bending her leg towards her head and bringing her foot to her mouth. By now, almost all her teeth had fallen out and she could finally stick her toes into her mouth without any obstruction. She suckled on her toes greedily as spittle began to cover her feet.

"I see someone's enjoying themselves." A motherly voice cooed from above Francine's head. The currently toe-munching mother looked up to see a woman with pink swirly hair, wearing a bright sea-foam green housewife dress from the fifties and emerald-green eyes which looked down at her. 

Whoever this woman was, it didn't matter to Francine.The blond was starting to convince herself that she was a baby and the only thing that mattered to her was that her toes weren't finished being suckled on.

Meanwhile, Haley was in the middle of a conversation with Stan, getting no where. "Dad, you don't understand. Mom's teeth just started falling out!" 

"Haley, I have to get on the transport plane to Turkey and I don't have time for a dental emergency." Stan explained, feeling a little annoyed with his daughter.

"It's not just her teeth, dad. She's like really out of it and babbling like an idiot."

"Haley, it sounds like your mother got into Jeff's pot brownies again. I told you kids not to leave your hippie deserts in the fridge." Stan stated before hanging up his cell phone.

Haley was annoyed with her dad, but knew that this was far more serious than a dental problem so she went back out to the living room to check on her mother. Upon entering the room she couldn't believe her eyes.

"What the--who are you?!" Haley snarled at the young woman who currently lifted Francine into her arms and had her mom's head over her shoulder like a little baby.

"Why I'm just taking care of this little baby girl over here." The stranger cooed, gently kissing Francine on the cheek, furthering her regression.

"That doesn't answer my question. Now put my mother down and get the hell out our house!" Haley barked at the young woman who held her mom. The woman chuckled at the teenaged girl.

"Mother?" The woman tilted her head, briefly looking Francine over curiously. "She seems a bit too young for it, my dear. So, how about you relax while I change this little one's diapie, hmm?"

The woman magically summons a large baby bouncer that Haley finds herself in. It doesn't regress her or anything like that, but it does restrain her and force her to bounce.

Haley was forced to watch the strange woman wipe her mother while she was trapped by the straps of the adult sized baby bouncer. The angry teen hurled obscenities at the woman who was currently powdering Francine and taping her into the largest disposable, baby themed diaper Haley had ever seen in her life.

Francine cooed and babbled gently, sticking her fingers into her mouth and suckling on them with her gums as her legs were spread by the thick, crinkly diaper around her waist.

"Someone over there is being quite a rude-croon." The woman said like a disappointed mother, summoning a pacifier into Haley's mouth. It magically forces her to suckle, the teen found herself unable to remove the pacifier.

Mmhhff" Haley yelled from behind the binkey, doing everything she could to dislodge the massive soother from her mouth. When all her efforts failed she began to get nervous. She realized that this woman meant business and possessed powers beyond her imagination. The teen looked at her mom who was cooing and drooling onto herself. Would that be her fate?

Mother Maiden grinned at Haley's struggles as she picked up Francine again and sat in a nearby armchair which morphed into an infantile rocking chair. "Let's get that tum-tum full and then it's naptime."

The magical woman undid her shirt and bra, exposing her D-cup breasts that dripped a little of milk from the engorged nipples. Francine was cradled in Mother Maiden's arms as she was offered a nipple which the blond mom happily latched onto.

Haley was forced to watch her adult mother suckle from the large breasts of this strange intruder. Francine seemed to be enjoying the breastfeeding and squealed happily around the nipple as the milk occasionally escaped her mouth and landed on her own breasts.

Mother Maiden chuckled as she allowed Francine to drink her fill, the milk slowly increasing the regression within the blond's mind. "Listen, Haley-Pants..." She began.

"Don't kal meh dat!" Haley mumbled inbetween her suckling of the pacifier, blushing slightly.

"I'll cut you a deal." Mother Maiden paused. "If you're able to convince Baby Franny how to be a grown-up again, I'll leave you be. I won't even use magic to interfere. Of course, she might be too content with what she has become." 

"Dehl!" Haley called out from behind the adult sized soother which let a little trickle of drool escape from her mouth. The teen knew this was probably the only chance she had to save herself and her mother from whatever infantile fate this entity had in store for them.

"It is done." Mother Maiden smirked, poofing away the bouncer and pacifier from Haley. The pink-haired creature looked down at Francine. "That's enough, little one."

She gently slipped the nipple out from Francine's mouth, much to her dismay.

Francine started bawling as Mother Maiden sat the adult baby on the carpet with a crinkle. Haley rushed over to her infantilized mother. "It's okay, mom. Don't cry."

The teen rubbed her topless mother's back in an attempt to calm her cries, but it wasn't working. Haley quickly grabbed the saliva coated pacifier and stuffed it into Francine's mouth which silenced the crying. It was a small victory, but it didn't solve the overall problem of how to get her mom back to normal.

Francine sniffled a bit, the pacifier slowly calming her down for a bit. The rubber nipple was gently nibbled by her gummy mouth while pumping the plastic guard of the binky, moving it back and forth in-between her lips. The very moment, despite herself, was almost....hypnotic to Haley....for some reason.

The teen looked on at the rhythmic suckling of the pacifier before shaking her head in an effort to snap herself out of the trance like hold of the binky. "Damn it, I wish Roger wasn't in China right now."

----------------- Meanwhile in Macau----------

"That's right, you crazy sons of bitches. Aaron 'Beef Ryder' Longfellow is the king of this Craps table!" Roger yelled as he jumped onto the table. He had just won his fifth straight game of Craps. His jovial, cocky display of dancing on the table was cut short by two large, Chinese bouncers grabbing him by his suit and carrying him to the back of the Casino. "Nooo! I'm too sexy to die!" The disguised alien screamed as he was thrown down the garbage chute into a literal pile of crap and old, leftover seafood.

--------------Back in Langley Falls----------------

Haley decided to do something basic like dressing Francine into her favorite dress, in an effort to help her feel more mature. However, she had to get her babylike mother to her room. After spending a few minutes trying to pick up her mom, she settled on draging her mother all the way upstairs to her bedroom, which only served to annoy the mentally reduced woman. Finally, they reached Francine's closet and Haley began pulling out her mother's standard pink dresses and panties. "Alright, Mom pay attention." Haley stated firmly as she held up a dress by her mom. "These are called clothes. Can you say cloootthhees?" Haley said, sounding out the last word for her. "Remember these? You wear the same dress like every single day?"

Francine giggled from behind her pacifier as she slapped the front of her plastic, disposable diaper. "Ish a baba gago?" The blond adult baby muttered.

Haley sighed as she began to undo the tapes of the diaper, trying not to focus too much on her mother being totally naked in front of her. She slipped the adult panties onto Francine, fixed the bra back onto her and helped the squirming woman get her dress back on. Other than the pacifier, Francine looked normal....besides the drool.

"Alright Mom, you're...Francine Smith....a mother, remember you have two kids? Steve and me?" Haley said, popping the pacifier out of her mouth.

Francine responded by tearing up and flailing her arms. She felt immense sorrow because she had no idea what was being said to her and, on top of that, she just lost her pacifier. As Haley tried to calm her mother's tantrum, she noticed a large wet stain form on Francine's trademark, pink dress. 

"Ugh!" Haley moaned, slipping the pacifier back into Francine's mouth. "Alright, you know what?" The dark haired teen rhetorically asked her babified mom. "I'm rushing you. We just need to start slow." Francine's daughter quickly pulled her mom's dress off and taped the diaper back onto her mother. 

"Alright, let's try....speaking." Haley explained, lifting her mother up to a sitting position. "Say 'Francine' for me, please."

The infantilized woman recognized that last word and tried to parrot it to the teenager in front of her. "Fwan... See" The blond lisped from behind the pacifier, allowing a little drool to leave her toothless mouth. 

"That's alright." Haley encouraged, but internally she felt quite dismayed by how far gone her mom was mentally. 

"How about a focus test?" Haley said, turning on the television to some dull history show. "It's boring but if you could focus on the television for a solid minute, you might have hope."

As Haley explained, Francine felt more babyish as a few plushy chew-blocks and a rattle appeared on the floor next to her.

The diapered blond was immediately distracted by the rattle and baby blocks. "Waahtel!" Francine happily squealed as she picked up the pink rattle and shook it in front of her face.

"Mom, stop playing with that thing!" Haley commanded.

Francine continued to happily shake her rattle, ignoring her daughter, while sucking on her pacifier; the combination between these two actions felt even more bizarrely hypnotic to Haley, which made it even harder to turn away from. It was like the girl was spellbound by the infantile toys.

Haley found herself fascinated by the toy and pacifier. The longer she watched, the infantile display in front of her, the more mesmerized she became. Unbeknownst to the teen, her mind was becoming simpler and her gums ached due to the teeth which started falling out.

"How's it going, my little ones?" Mother Maiden cooed by the doorway, looking over Francine being a baby while Haley tries to hang on to her adult mentality. The magical entity spotted the teeth on the floor and knew that the teen didn't have much further to go before she was the same as the blond baby girl.

"What?" Haley said out of confusion as she looked over at Mother Maiden. 

"If I didn't know any better, I would swear that you weren't doing much of a good job, Haley-Pants." Mother Maiden said as she strolled over to Francine, sitting next to her, cuddling her close. "She seems no more grown up then before."

"It's not my fault. You did this to her with your magic. You have an unfair hold on her mind!" Haley reasoned with the remaining portion of her adult intellect.

"Oh no, sweetheart." The Maiden stated as she stood up, lifting Francine into her arms and cuddling her closely. "Francine could easily be convinced to be a grown-up, but I guess she doesn't want to be a grown-up anymore. Do you, baby girl?"

The entity held Francine up to her face and baby-talked and cooed like a mother would with a real baby.

"Ahahaha!" The blond adult baby giggled at Mother Maiden and smiled. 

"Dis ish all wong!" Haley yelled, but blushed. Did she just lisp? Her tongue felt strange to her, almost foreign, as it explored her remaining loose teeth and puffy gums.

"Does someone need a bit of mommy love too, Haley-Pants?" Mother Maiden cooed, placing Francine down on the floor to play with her toys.

The raven haired teen heard the magical woman say something towards her, but didn't understand it as she struggled to focus. Her head felt fuzzy and she felt wet. Haley's hand travel to the crotch of her jeans where she found a large wet spot. "Noooo!" The teen wailed.

Mother Maiden hummed casually, pulling Haley's piss soaked pants and panties down. "Someone did the pee-pee in their pants. Yes, you did!" The entity cooed at the teen. "I guess they need their Pampers."

"I... am biwg gurl!" Haley pouted before outroght crying as Mother Maiden held up an adult sized pamper. "Waaaaahhhhh!"

The woman was quick to push Haley towards the bed, taking off her shirt in one fliud motion. Next she pulled her bandana from her head, letting her black her flow freely and leaving the teen in complete nudity. It was almost like Mother Maiden were keeping her somewhat aware of her infantile changes while she wiped up her crotch and laid out a nice thick diaper between her legs.

"Pwease! Leh us gow!" Haley pleaded as the entity powdered her butt and taped her into the monstrously thick diaper. Mother Maiden looked down at her and laughed. "You'll be able to go anytime you like, sweetie, in your diaper that is."

Mother Maiden gently began to slip a sea-foam green onesie over Haley and buttoning it down the crotch. "I think I know what you need, little Haley-kins." The woman cooed, pulling out a pink baby bottle with pony designs all over it.

Haley frowned. "Noooooo!" The teenaged baby started throwing a tantrum as Mother Maiden held her.

"Such a cranky baby." Mother Maiden cooed as she climbed onto the bed and pulled Haley against her chest, slipping the bottle's nipple between Haley's lips. "Drink up, baby girl."

Haley found herself being forced fed a bottle by the stranger who had already regressed her mom. She tried to turn away from the baby bottle, but Mother Maiden was just too strong for the teen baby. She resigned herself to finish the formula within and then she would rebel.

Mother Maiden giggles, shifting Haley with her head on her shoulder and gently trying to burp her. "Burp for mommy!" The mysterious mother encouraged her newest baby.

Haley did her best not to burp, but her body betrayed her with a massive belch. Milk colored spittle hung from the raven haired baby's chin. "Tsk tsk, such a messy baby." Mother Maiden cooed, summoning a spit-cloth that she used to wipe away Haley's spit-up from her shoulder and the teen baby's face. "See? You are a baby. My baby now."

"No! Mai mind Ish stiw dere, bub I tawk funneh." Haley tried to explain as she was held by Mother Maiden. 

"Shhh, maybe you should stop talking for awhile, baby girl?" Mother Maiden said, summoning a pink pacifier between Haley's lips, the soft rubber nipple feeling nice and smooth against her soft gums. Haley felt compelled to suckle on the pacifier once it entered her mouth. It gently massaged her gums and made them feel great. She grinned behind the large soother.

Mother Maiden giggled lightly, kissing Haley all over happily. "My little Haley-Kins. Now you're just a big baby just like your mother." The entity said to the teen baby as she cradled her. After a moment of silence, interrupted only by the suckling of the pacifier, the entity peeked over to see what her other baby was doing. Francine sucked her toes as she rocked on her diapered bottom, drooling onto herself foot.

Mother Maiden called out to her, "You want some cuddle times, Franny-Butt?"

Francine grinned and crawled over to Mother Maiden who held her diapered daughter. The magical woman picked her up and held her close.
Mother Maiden chuckled as she cuddled Francine and Haley in her arms, craddling them both gently. "See Haley? This is what you and Franny needed. Now you are my new little babies. Forever and ever!" She said, as kissed them both.

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MAN, this was a MILP in the making for a loooonnnnnggg time, mostly because I was strugging with both the artstyle of Seth MacFarlene shows and wonder what Francine would be even doing in the picture itself. So lo and behold, my good friend Cyatommorrow hooked me up with a epic and huge story that finally got Francine fully drawn.

Oh and for those of you who are curious, I consider Francine to be the hottest Seth mom out of all of the shows and I love American Dad with a dying passion.....which more than I can say for Family Guy. |P

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Mother Maiden </span>© (Me) FaalofMan20

Francine Smith © Seth MacFarlene, FOX