Cloth Diapers & Panties

Chapter 6: Autumn Breeze Danielle took her last sip of coffee with satisfaction before setting the empty mug on the table in the dining area.  Her special moments with her mug of coffee have granted her the opportunity to reflect on her time in the portal facility.  It was a special moment for her.  The quiet introspection has proven most beneficial to her.  It also filled her with a quiet longing.  Melancholy feelings of a friendship that she painfully missed. “Dani!” Regina sighed.  “Are you finished?  You have been doing this every day.  Can we talk now?” Stephanie gave Danielle an understanding nod.  “Dani, we know that you miss Trisha, but she’s at college now.” “Yeah,” Regina said with a teasing grin.  “Trish has been gone for almost two months and you can’t let go of that?  Now come on.  We have all said our goodbyes to her already.  If you want to study at a Little college, why don’t you try next semester?  There’s plenty of scholarships available if you’re interested.” Danielle nodded, with a hint of irritation on her face.  She knew that her friends were only trying to help, but none of them could fill the hole of loneliness that she felt.  It was a loneliness that felt distant from who she was.  Could they have it too?  Danielle cast a curious glance at her other two friends.  “I have been thinking…” “We know,” Regina teased.  “You think all the time, Dani.” Danielle shook her head and sighed.  “It’s not that.  I have been thinking a lot about who I am.  Do you ever have the feeling that you’re not yourself?  I have that feeling all the time.” Regina nodded.  “Yeah.  Every once in a while.  Is it like you feel disconnected from this world?  Like you have a doppelganger somewhere?” Stephanie nodded.  “Yeah!  Our doppelgangers are in that world we used to live in!” Danielle nodded pensively and glanced at her hands with a lingering uncertainty that she couldn’t let go.  “It’s like I don’t even feel like my original self.  It’s like I’m a copy.” Regina glanced at herself with the same insightfulness and nodded.  “I think you’re right, Dani.  Could we all be clones?  Every one of us portal Littles?” Stephanie nodded.  “We have to be!  I have that strange feeling now too!  It’s like there’s something missing.” “Of course there is,” Regina told her.  “If we’re just carbon copies, it doesn’t matter how much of ourselves we feel like in this world.  There’s going to be a disconnect from our original selves.  Now to change subjects, did you see how that new one freaked out?” Danielle sighed.  “Yeah.  And because she woke me up, I couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night!  Did she call herself Linda?” “I think so,” Stephanie said with a nod.  “How many has it been since I first got here?  I think we’re at least up to forty.” “Forty-seven,” Regina corrected.  “Adoptions have been picking up since the beginning of autumn.  And with that uptick in adoptions, they had to up the production of new portal Littles.  From what I understand, the weekend gigs have turned into overnight gigs just to get more portal Littles into the facility.” “Well,” I’m ready for computer hour!” Danielle said with another pensive stare.  Danielle almost led the girls into the computer lab at the rate that she was walking.  There were so many new outfits that she wanted to look at from all the local businesses from Littletown that she has managed to bookmark on her browser over the past two months that she has been perusing the Amazon internet. Danielle was among the first to enter the computer lab and she chose her favorite seat by the window.  She could see the golden sunlight peer into the building, which displayed a lovely panoramic view of the oaks, elms, and ashes that displayed their colorful array of leaves that lined the nearby park in Littletown.  She logged in and opened her browser, ignoring a pop-up banner ad, displaying a mayoral candidate for the city of Cepalocum.  It was Darius Hyte in all his pomp and glory, dressed in his polo shirt and khakis, giving her a smile that demanded a response with his clichéd campaign slogan: “Vote for Hyte, he’ll make it right!” “Sure you will,” Danielle muttered in a sigh of sarcasm.  “Think you have the Littles on your side?  There’s something about you that I don’t trust!” Regina peered over at Danielle’s screen and smiled.  “Studying the latest outfits from the Little clothing stores in Littletown?  It’s about your newfound career ambition, right?” Danielle nodded.  “The different styles of the Little clothing intrigues me.  It’s something that I want to do for a living now.” Regina smiled.  “I know.  Littletown makes solid clothing for Littles.  It’s nothing like the garbage the Amazons design.  All they design for us is baby clothing.  And we’re not babies!  We’re just adults that are shorter than the Amazons.” “Tell that to them,” Danielle sighed.  “We’re just children to them or pets.  I’m not comfortable with either idea.  Now what do you think about A Little Fancy? Lisa has just bought new clothes more recently and told me that an internship position was open there.  I would work there and attend a Little college!” Regina gave Danielle an accusatory look.  “You miss Trisha.  We all do, Dani.  But if you really want the internship, just go for it.  It starts in the spring, right?” Danielle nodded and glanced at the screen again.  “I wish it could start sooner.  Cory just signed for a spring internship at a Little bike shop.  He wants to open his own Little bicycle store!” “I’m sure it would do well,” Regina said as she glanced back at her screen.  “Bicycles are good business in Littletown.  Everybody owns them since Littles can’t own cars.” “But there was a Little that tried to make his own car,” Danielle said as she clicked away, perusing different listings for Little clothing.  “He was so close to finishing it and everything.  But the Amazons stopped him and he was adopted.” “Yeah Dani,” Regina told her, now glancing at a page that displayed Littletown restaurants.  “I can remember reading that story before.  It’s why the Littles can’t make advancements in this world.  The Amazons will always stand in the way.  We’re outnumbered.  We can’t win against them.” “What are you looking at?” A girl on the other side of Danielle said with curiosity. Danielle gave the girl a patient smile.  “Just the latest clothing from A Little Fancy, Sabrina.  How long has it been for you now?  One week?” “Yeah,” Sabrina said with a frown.  “I still don’t feel comfortable here.  Why do we all have to be in a world filled with giants?” “Well, at least you’re bigger than me,” Danielle said, stretching her two hands out like a ruler.  “You may be a newborn but you’re still a few inches taller than me.” “That’s another thing that bugs me,” Sabrina said with a sigh.  “Why do they call it newborn here when we’re obviously taller than a newborn?” Both Danielle and Regina couldn’t help but smirk at the neophyte that sat nearby them. Danielle gave Sabrina an exaggerated sigh.  “Sabby, we’re obviously going to be newborns when we’re matched up with adults that are more than 10 feet tall.  Remember.  We’re in their world, not theirs.” “No, we’re not!” Sabrina screamed.  “Our clones are!  I feel like I’m a clone of my original self.  The real me is back in the real world while I have to struggle with my own existence here!” “Face it,” Regina told her.  “We were made to be adopted by the Amazons.  Call this place whatever you want but it’s just an adoption center.” Danielle tuned out the argument and continued studying the listings for the remainder of the hour. Nothing much happened during the morning of free time in the playroom.  Danielle witnessed two adoptions of girls that were there for less than a week.  One was a taller Little and the other one was a borderline newborn. Lunch followed and Danielle found herself caught up on her daydreams of going to college.  Daydreams of working at A Little Fancy.  Daydreams of opening her very own luxury Little clothing store: Dani’s Littlewear. After Danielle finished her turkey, avocado, and bacon panini and washed it down with some cold water, the hour of quiet time followed. Danielle found a beanbag chair and sat in it, leaving herself to her thoughts.  Thoughts about the future.  Thoughts about the spring internship that she was going to apply for today.  A Little Fancy would offer to pay for whatever school she wanted to attend.  Danielle, like Trisha, chose Littletown College. Danielle was now walking down the beautiful academic buildings that lined Littletown College’s campus.  Jonas Crandell, the Dean of Admissions warmly greeted her with a smile. “What was it you said?” Jonas asked her.  “You wanted to go into Little Fashion and Design? You will need to complete our undergraduate program first.  You can make that your major and your key focus for your Bachelor of Science degree.” Danielle gave the Little Dean an enthusiastic nod.  “Yes.  I want to get a Bachelor of Science degree in Little Fashion!” Jonas motioned Danielle to follow him toward the Dean’s office in Johnson Hall. Once inside, Danielle noticed a few comfortable sofas right near the desk of the Dean’s office. Jonas pointed to a seat and smiled.  “Wait here,” he instructed.  “I’m going to talk to my staff and we’ll get you enrolled.” Danielle sat in the seat and smiled as she watched Jonas disappear into a corridor in the back that led to more offices.  The seat was so comfortable.  This college, Danielle knew, was going to be the beginning of a wonderful future for her.  Not only would the college give her a chance to start a career, but it would allow her additional resources to research Project Babysitter.  Becoming a clothes designer was only the surface of what Danielle really wanted to do.  She was going to learn everything about Project Babysitter and hopefully figure out a way to get back to the real world. But that was the problem.  Danielle felt like the body that she possessed was not her own.  Was it true?  ‘Am I really a clone in this world?’  The more she ruminated on this question, the more that it seemed to make sense.  All the time, it seemed like Danielle felt detached from her own body.  Like a good piece of her was missing.  And if she really was a clone of her original self, this would make perfect sense. Danielle sank into the comfortable teal sofa, feeling the soft mohair velvet on the back of her neck.  The yellow outlines around the teal sofa reflected Littletown College’s school colors.  This was the place to study and learn as she has heard far too many horror stories coming from Amazon universities that only used their scholarships and recruiting programs to kidnap Littles and send them to adoption centers.  With Littletown being exclusively an all Little college, she knew that this wasn’t the case here. Just then, another Little woman walked in and smiled when she saw Danielle fully immersed in the sofa.  “So cute!” she said with a smile.  “My cute little girl!” Danielle gasped.  ‘What did she just say?’ Danielle shivered as she felt goosebumps all over her. The college was vanishing before her very eyes. Danielle jolted herself awake to find herself sitting in the lap of an Amazon woman.  ‘No.  This isn’t happening.  Not today.  No!’ The Amazon woman smiled and stroked Danielle’s soft chestnut brown hair.  “Such a cute little girl!  Did you have a nice nap?” Danielle attempted to scramble out of the woman’s lap only to be pressed down firmly by one of the woman’s strong hands. “Just where do you think you’re going, baby?” The Amazon woman said with a smile. Danielle now squirmed violently and managed to free herself from the Amazon’s grasp.  She sprang off her lap and began running away.  “No!  I am NOT going to be adopted!” “Such a silly girl!” the Amazon woman said in a condescending tone.  “Is that a little game that you’re playing?  Okay then.  You’re not getting adopted.  Come here, sweetie.” Danielle froze as she saw the 11-foot-tall Amazon woman smiling at her.  From her vantage point, this woman was so tall that she could clearly see underneath her dress.  Since she was just a newborn, she could clearly see the Amazon’s thin and fashionable pink panties and a set of legs that looked like a tree trunk since the woman had both her legs together. The towering woman pointed to Bruce who was nearby and smiled.  “Middle?  Are you the one in charge?” Bruce nodded.  “Yes I am.  Was there something that you needed?” The woman nodded.  “Indeed there is.  I am Irene Collingsworth, President and CEO of Swanson Inc., the parent company of Swanson Littlewear, Swanson Media, and Swanson Littlecare.” Bruce smiled.  “I am well familiar with that conglomerate.  You have one of the fastest growing brands in Little accessories, Little clothes, Little TV shows, and Little Daycares.” Irene then waved her finger over at Danielle.  “Then you could help me out with a little request.  I am here to adopt a newborn Little.  Having carefully scanned the room, that girl is one of the smallest Littles in the room.” Bruce nodded.  “Yes.  Both Danielle there and Stephanie are the smallest Littles here in the Walton Wing.  Chestnut has just one so if you want both girls here in Walton, I can help you out with that.” Irene laughed but shook her head.  “I’m looking for just one.  My younger sister is also looking for a newborn little for a playmate.  I will definitely tell her about this portal facility!  Now, can we please begin the adoption process for that Little?” Danielle began to shy away from both Bruce and Irene.  If there was anything that was for certain, she was NOT going to get adopted today. “Aw!” Irene cooed.  She studied the Little carefully.  If she was going to adopt her, she had to do this with tact and with care.  If she was too strong with Danielle, it would be a meltdown just waiting to happen.  ‘Don’t scare her.  Win her respect and trust first!’ Danielle began to make a few quick paces toward the middle of the playroom. “Danielle,” Bruce said, waving his hand.  “Can you come over here?  There is something that I would like to discuss.” Danielle gave Bruce an incredulous look.  ‘Yeah.  Discuss?  You want to discuss the terms of my adoption with that Amazon.  I’m sorry, but I’m not that stupid.’  She began to walk further, almost reaching the door to the playroom. Irene laughed.  “Honey, we both just want to talk to you.  You seem like a very smart lady that knows her stuff.  Danielle, did you know that I have hired Littles to do my secretarial work before?  Yes.  This is not an adoption, dear.  It’s a job proposal.  Now I’m going to discuss this job with your leader here, okay?” Danielle let out a sarcastic chuckle.  ‘Yeah.  You’re going to go over there and discuss my adoption.’ Irene and Bruce both walked out of the room. Irene then sighed.  “Here’s what I want to do.  I want to adopt her, but I don’t want her to know about it.  She’s going to be my intern.  That’s all Danielle needs to know.  I don’t want to scare the poor girl!” Bruce nodded with a smile.  “I get it.  I have seen too many Littles get scared when they get adopted.” “Not this time,” Irene said.  “I’m recruiting Danielle and I am going to win her trust.  Besides, it’s not like I’m lying to her.  I really will give her a secretarial job eventually.  For now, she’s going to spend the first few years with me as a newborn girl!  I can’t wait to take care of her!” Bruce smiled.  “Maybe we should finish the paperwork out here then.  I have seen too many meltdowns from Littles getting adopted.  It’s good to know that this one is going to be different.  Perhaps you should know that Danielle wants to open her own clothing business and attend a Little college.” “A Little college?” Irene said, her ears perking up.  “Such aspiration!  If it’s a full scholarship to Littletown College, I can help her with that.  Why, I’ll pay for her full tuition just as long as she is a good little girl.  If she can be my baby, I’ll give her a certain degree of freedom.” Bruce nodded dutifully at Irene.  “Whatever you want to do, ma’am!” Irene’s smile widened.  “Also, that other Little girl…Stephanie, wasn’t it?  Don’t allow any other Amazons to adopt her.  My younger sister is looking for a newborn Little and they’re just so hard to find!  She will be in later this week to adopt her!” Bruce sighed.  “We normally don’t allow holds on adopting Littles.  It’s usually first come, first serve but for you, I will make an exception.” “Good!” Irene said with a smile.  “Finalize the adoption process and I will recruit Danielle.” Bruce nodded.  “Danielle is 31.25 inches and she weighs…let’s see…24.5 pounds.  All the portal Littles here in Walton just got weighed today.” Irene gasped.  “That small?  She really is a newborn!  Well, finish the paperwork and give me her ID.  I’m going to have a little heart to heart with her.” Bruce gave her a rapid nod.  “Right away, Miss Collingsworth!” Irene walked back to the archway of the door and smiled when she saw the tiny indentation of the door within a door.  ‘A Little entrance?  Almost like a door for pets!’ She made soft and careful strides around the playroom, looking for Danielle.  Just where was she?  Just a moment ago, she was about to escape the playroom. Just moments later, Irene found Danielle talking to Regina and Stephanie.  She smiled when she saw Stephanie.  ‘I’m going to tell Kathlene about her!’ Danielle froze when she saw that Irene was back.  “Go away,” Danielle ordered. Irene gasped.  “Go away?  Why would I do that?  Especially when I have a wonderful job opportunity for you.” “Don’t listen to her,” Regina warned.  “It’s all a trick so that she can adopt you.” Irene laughed.  “A trick?  So do you think I’m going to take her out of here kicking and screaming?  Girls, I have seen the adoptions before.  One of my companies owns and operates more than 2,000 adoption centers globally.  I have seen the ugliness of the adoption process.  They all cry and scream.  They all resist.  Now I don’t want to do that with Danielle.  I just want to have a talk with her about a job opportunity.  She can refuse if she wishes.” Danielle gasped.  ‘Refuse?  Why, of course I would!  You’re just scheming to adopt me so I’m not believing anything you’re telling me!’ Irene locked her glance on Danielle and grinned.  “Your leader Bruce has told me so much about your wonderful aspirations.  So you want to run your own clothing company, Danielle?  I have been to Littletown and I have seen all the cute Little clothing stores.  A Little Fancy?  I think it’s cute how you Littles have done so much with fashion.  And I mean it in a respectful way.  If you want to know how to run a clothing business, you will need to attend a good college.  Do you have the money, Danielle?” Danielle sighed.  The very opportunity she was looking for was being dangled over her face like a carrot.  Was this Amazon serious? Irene nodded.  “It doesn’t look like you would have the funds to pay for something that expensive.  Now was it Littletown College that you wanted to go to?  I will pay for your tuition.  All of it.” Danielle gasped, her mouth widening as she saw how serious Irene’s face was now becoming.  She tried so hard to find anything misleading about this Amazon, but she couldn’t.  This could be it.  An opportunity to pursue her dreams.  And this Irene was swinging it right in her face.  Oh, how she wanted to attend Littletown College so bad!  If anything, Danielle could play Irene for everything that she has and plan her escape later. But something in Danielle still resisted this woman.  She couldn’t explain it, but the opportunity just felt too good to be true. Sensing Danielle’s doubt, Irene smiled and waved her hand over to Danielle.  “Here,” she said with a smile.  “We’re going to talk about it in more detail, okay?  Step outside with me and we’ll talk.” Danielle in her gut knew that if she stepped outside the playroom, it could be her very last moment that she would be free.  Right then and there, Irene would seize her and take her home to what she would guess to be a nursery waiting just for her. Irene didn’t back down.  Her smile continued to penetrate Danielle’s forcefield of skepticism. Danielle sighed as she found her own legs beginning to betray her.  What were they doing?  They were making slow and graceful steps toward Irene.  Were her legs betraying her, or did they know something that Danielle didn’t?  Danielle gasped as she found her defenses beginning to melt before her very eyes. It was…Irene.  Something about Irene that Danielle just couldn’t ignore.  It was her eyes that penetrated her very soul.  Her eyes found something very lovely about Danielle and she was now glancing at her.  Very swiftly, very gradually, Irene was beginning her transformation before Danielle’s very eyes.  Irene was transforming into something dear to her.  A guardian.  A protector.  A mother. “Over here, sweetie.” Irene whispered, the very statement making Danielle tingle inside. Danielle had no idea why her body was behaving in this way towards Irene.  It was like muscle memory.  Then she thought of a memory that her original body had.  The moment that happened when Danielle was inside of Haylee.  That desire to be cared for.  To be nurtured.  These phantom memories filled Danielle as she began to smile at Irene.  As small as Danielle already was, she found herself shrinking, despite there being no change in her physically. “Come on, sweetie,” Irene coaxed without skipping a beat. Danielle, despite her greater judgment responded with the obedience of a child.  She approached Irene, finding herself becoming more and more fragile with each step.  She willingly approached the Amazon woman like she had always been her mother. That’s when Danielle saw it.  She was standing right at the archway of the door.  Behind her, she could see her friends with panicked looks on their faces.  Looks that almost injected doubt back into Danielle.  And while she began to feel the doubt creeping in, all it took was Irene’s smile to vanquish it all. Danielle took one step. And then another. And then another. And then another. And then the door closed with a click. Irene glanced down at Danielle, inspecting her like she was her own flesh and blood.  “Good girl.  In being up front, I really am serious about the job.  About paying your tuition.  About funding your dreams. Danielle again felt the tingles as she willingly let herself get picked up by Irene this time.  She found herself soaring more than 10 feet into the air as she was comfortably swaddled in Irene’s arms. “Sweetie,” Irene said softly as she began to stroke Danielle’s hair.  “I promise to pay for your tuition and will even offer you a job.  I will do all this under only one condition.” Danielle gasped, feeling the warm embrace of Irene’s arms swaddling her.  “What is it?” she asked, her voice trembling. Irene touched Danielle’s tiny face with one of her pointer fingers.  “Honey, I need you to be my baby.  You will be my baby and I will always take care of you.  For the first three years that you’re in my care, you will be a newborn.  Now mommy’s going to send you to a special school so you don’t need to worry about how to behave like one.  After this, mommy’s going to make you a toddler and then I will give you a job.  Now you are better in my care than any of the others that would adopt you.  All they provide for their Littles is slavery, but I promise you freedom.  Freedom to pursue your dreams.  I will pay for your college and will even let you attend Littletown College.  I will pay for all of it, but you need to be a good girl for me.  Be a good girl for mommy, okay?” Danielle found herself nodding in obedience almost automatically.  It was like Irene had always been her mother and she was doing everything necessary to be a good girl for her.  ‘I will be a good girl.  I will be a good girl for mommy.’  Danielle contentedly sighed as she felt the comfort of being carried in her mother’s arms.  Irene was not an Amazon to her anymore.  No.  Irene was now a mommy to her. And not just any mommy.  Irene was her mommy. Danielle felt the crisp autumn breeze blow on her face.  She shivered as she found a giant hand cupping over her head in an attempt to shield herself from the wind. CLICK! Danielle heard the sound of a door opening.  She zoomed into the opening with the thrill and excitement of a carnival ride.  But it was actually Irene’s hands moving her into an enormous minivan.  The plush black leather accents covered the interior, with a rear facing car seat in matching leather with red outlines.  She was carefully placed into the car seat with practiced precision before being secured with a five-point harness.  Irene took care to properly adjust the seat around Danielle’s waist, arms, and neck until everything fit her perfectly. Danielle felt comfortable in the car seat.  This moment was interrupted when she heard the loud sound of the car door closing. “I’m sorry, sweetie.” Irene said with a smile.  “Did that scare you?” Irene then turned around to find Bruce standing outside of the red minivan, holding a folder full of papers and what looked like Danielle’s ID.  He handed her the folder with the ID and smiled before returning inside the portal facility. Irene plopped the folder on the passenger seat beside her and smiled.  “It’s good that you’re minding mommy, sweetie.  There’s just one more thing that I need to tell you.  While Danielle does sound like a very good name, mommy just doesn’t like it.  From now on, you are going to be Alyssa.  How’s that sound, Ally dear?” Alyssa found herself nodding.  At the same time, she felt troubled.  ‘How did I just let my name go so easily?’  Alyssa tried to say her old name that was Danielle, but it just didn’t feel right to her.  It felt wrong.  Like the name never was hers. The red minivan took off, transporting Alyssa to her new home.   That would be fun if the Diaper Dimension was real.  Imagine trying to escape from actual Amazons!  Some would try to escape while others would love it!  😀 Hmmm...Just how free could Littles really be?  Only time will tell!  😄

Me too, but there’s only one chapter left    Any plans for part 2?

Love it, thought he was in total control and was fooling Melody! How the tables have turned.

Great start! I think I'm going to like this one.

“Shhh, THE COATS IS CLEAR!” I will forever be saying coats in that phrase.    Wonderful chapter. Also totally not his fault. If anyone should get into trouble it’s his big sister.