Rainbow Diapers

One thing I'm pretty sure is NOT the cause is the measles vaccine. If it was, wouldn't the "epidemic" have started 50 years ago when the MMR started being used?

“TWICK OR TWEAT!” screamed a diapered Little at the top of her lungs, thrusting an empty candy bag towards the front door as the camera was positioned with the Little’s Amazon Mommy (real or actor, it was always hard to know). The Amazon put a hand up to her mouth to hide her giggle while the elderly couple who answered the door stooped forward to fawn over the Little in a pumpkin costume. “Some of the best costumes are big, elaborate, and immersive,” began the narrator as the camera slowly zoomed in on the Little’s pumpkin costume, which had the correct round shape. None of her form was visible, except when she reached a hand back to scratch at her butt. “But they could be covering up something more than just a cute Little.” “Oh, dear,” the elderly lady said far too loudly, clicking her tongue as she leaned forward to pat the Little’s diaper through the costume. The Mommy had her phone up to take photos, but she put it down and approached. “Mommy, I think your baby has a rash.” “Oh no!” the Mommy gasped a bit too dramatically, and the Little girl turned to face her, tears in her eyes, and began to wail. “This year, try Little Lookz’s new Costumed Diapers!” the voice-over bellowed out in delight as a magical, orange glittery effect changed the scene to be nearly identical. “They light up when the diaper is wet, and flash when messy!” “TWICK OR TWEAT!” the Little screamed again as she held up her empty bag and the elderly couple greeted her with the same fawning as before. Except now, the Amazon playing the Mommy chuckled as a Jack-O-Lantern face lit up underneath the pumpkin costume. A few seconds later, the face began to flash. “Oh, my Little pumpkin needs a change!” the Mommy sang as she put down her phone and approached. The Little turned towards the camera, beaming in absolute delight. “Diaper patterns include Jack-o’-lantern, Skeleton, and Ghost faces!” Three distinct diapers appeared on the screen: an orange diaper with a smiling, lit-up pumpkin face; a black diaper with a smiling, lit-up white skeleton face; and a white diaper with a smiling ghost face that lit up in purple. Barney cocked his head to the side as he watched the commercial on the massive TV (Daddy loved watching his sports games on it). He had questions and thoughts about the whole concept, but what stuck with him was that it reminded him Halloween was around the corner. “Hey, um, Daddy?” Barney looked over at the massive Amazon — well, he wasn’t massive by Amazon standards. Maybe a bit rounder in the gut than average, but normal height. But he was massive by comparison because Barney was a Little. “Yeah, bud?” Daddy replied without looking up from his phone. Said Little bit his lip as he sat in his corner of the Amazon-sized couch, holding his stuffed Dino (named Cabber), in a soggy dinosaur-themed diaper, dressed in his dinosaur pajamas, and sitting on a dinosaur blanket that marked his area. He wasn’t particularly obsessed with dinosaurs, but after a misunderstanding at his daycare prompted Daddy to buy him a pink unicorn sweatshirt, Barney decided to go hard on the stereotypical boy themes. Glancing at the TV, which had moved onto a rocking horse commercial, he felt his skin prickle, realizing that his first holidays since his Adoption were fast approaching, and it all started with Halloween. He had the wonderful joy of having his kidnapping take place in the early morning hours of New Year’s Day, and although the paperwork wasn’t technically cleared until January 2nd, he counted January 1st as his Adoption Anniversary. He wished he could remember what caused it, besides being too drunk, but everything was a blur. He had kissed his boyfriend at midnight and woken up diapered next to an Amazon. So he had New Year’s to mark every passing year of his forever infancy to look forward to, but presently, he was taking it one holiday at a time. “Are we, um… trick-or-treating this year?” he asked quietly, trying to gauge how interested his Daddy was in the holiday. Daddy raised his eyebrows as he looked up and set his phone down in his lap, turning his undivided attention towards Barney as a grin tugged at the left corner of his lips. Daddy was a specific kind of attractive, at least in Barney’s estimation: he wasn’t a modern model, nor did he have a rugged, grizzled look, but he had kind eyes, a smile that made dimples. He had medium brown chestnut hair that was only slightly receding, dark brown eyes, semi-thick eyebrows, and a mustache he periodically shaved because he was indecisive about it (Barney preferred the mustache). Suburban handsome. Yeah, that’s what Barney should call it. But barbecues, talking about the weather, and corny Dad puns might be his look, but that was not his Daddy’s personality. No, Daddy was a no-nonsense type. He had a dry sense of humor, was a bit too blunt, and had no issue calling things or people out, even if it meant offending someone. Plus, he was incredibly observant and had a sharp memory, which was a rather deadly combination. He could often throw in a detail barely anyone else noticed or remembered, and it almost always threw people off. Which was amusing most of the time, especially when it was directed at other Amazons. Not so much when it was directed at Barney. “We?” Daddy asked with a bit of a snort. “I’m a bit too old, my guy. But you? Absolutely.” “Well, you’re - you’re going to be there, right?” Barney asked with a slight gasp. It wasn’t that he was already overly attached to Daddy (well… maybe there was a little bit of that), but he had literally hated every single babysitter he had ever had. Mostly because they were women and did a lot of cooing and high-pitched baby talk, which Barney hated. Daddy did some weird things (like making up insane nicknames such as “Wubba Dubba Barnabubba”), but he never did the baby talk. “Of course, Barna-Bee-Rex!” Daddy roared as he threw his head back and laughed, then reached his long arm out to grab Barney’s foot. “Ah! No!” Barney laughed as he reached out to grab the couch cushion, but he knew it was a feeble attempt. Daddy gave a quick yoink on his foot, making him squeal with laughter and lose his grip on the couch, and he laughed as he felt his diaper warming and swelling as Daddy dragged him closer to his side. “I wouldn’t miss my baby boy’s first Hall-o-weenie!” Daddy chortled as he lifted his son’s foot and took a playful chomp on it. Barney squealed as his entire foot was in Daddy’s mouth, and he flailed a bit, trying to tug it out, but Daddy’s lips pressed down to clamp it in place harmlessly. “Ommmomummaa?” Daddy babbled questioningly, tilting his head to the side and giving an innocent look as if nothing was wrong. “Stooop! Daddy stoooop!!” Barney squealed, slapping his hands on his legs, unable to reach his foot or Daddy’s face at this awkward angle, which was steeper than a diaper change. “Baawww,” Daddy pretended to be sad as he released the Little’s foot, but subsequently beamed as he placed both hands around Barney’s torso and lifted him up onto his leg. Then ruffled his hair. “I’ve got Halloween all figured out, Little dude. Don’t you worry about a thing.” “O-okay,” Barney wheezed as he recovered from the affair, lifting a hand to rub under his nose. “My… costume, too?” “Yup!” Daddy confirmed as his eyes fell to the swollen diaper protruding upwards from the crotch. His hand on Barney’s back pushed him a little, and he swooped his hand down to cup Barney’s butt, squeezing the swollen back. “All right, I’m gonna change that growing diaper before it swallows ya’ whole, then I’m thinking we’ll order some dinner. Not really feeling up to cooking tonight,” Daddy groaned slightly as he lifted Barney up into his arms, who stuck his thumb in his mouth as his cheeks reddened. Even after all this time, something about Daddy’s touch and pronouncements still made him blushy. ”How’s pizza sound?” “Good,” Barney replied absently as he leaned against his Daddy, his mind firmly on wondering what his costume was. Daddy was usually good about clothing — Barney was always fully dressed when leaving the house, and he didn’t have particularly embarrassing taste. It was all snaps and shortalls and still babified, of course, but Daddy seemed to like dressing Barney in semi-adult-looking clothing and being amused at his “Little man”. So it wasn’t clothing that was frequently embarrassing from him… it was his announcements. Daddy was loud, and he liked to be blunt. Oh, I know that smell — Barney’s got a big load for me! He’d practically shout that at times, and everyone would laugh while Barney’s entire body turned bright red. Barney-boy, are you trying to set the record for the quickest diaper fill? And it didn’t matter if people were nearby or not, in public or at home. Commentary was always given in the same way, always loudly, always with bemusement. Whoa, blowouts are descriptions, buddy, not commandments! Barney shuddered at the memory of that one. With that consideration, he didn’t think Daddy would choose an embarrassing costume… but then again, maybe it was the one time of year he would allow for something ridiculous. Something outside of his normal style of choice. “Whass da ccosthume?” Barney asked with his thumb still in his mouth, barely registering it anymore. He had started this habit in the early days when he needed something to bite on, because otherwise his lips would bleed from biting too hard. For some reason, Daddy wasn’t a fan of pacifiers. He didn’t mind teething rings, but Barney worried that would lead to teeth getting pulled, so he opted for his thumb, which Daddy didn’t seem to mind. “You’ll see, baby,” Daddy chuckled, patting Barney’s back a few times before withdrawing him from his chest and laying him on the soft changing mat; Barney let out a satisfied sigh as his eyelids fluttered. The foam mat hugged him gently yet firmly, like the perfect hug. He sucked on his thumb as his entire body relaxed. “Whoa!” Daddy blurted out as he pushed the front of the diaper back up. ”Guess you weren’t done!” “Dadddyyyy,” Barney whined, throwing his head back as he collapsed onto the floor, implementing his deadweight protest. “Ah, shit, got me a boneless baby again,” Daddy mused as he squatted down with a grin on his face, lifting up one of the Little’s arms and releasing it; Barney let it flop onto the floor. “Welp, guess I’ll have to change your costume to something liquid-based instead. Pudding?” “Whaaaat iiiiisss iiiiit?” Barney whined again as he stomped a foot onto the carpet. Daddy had kept the costume a closely guarded secret for three weeks, and now it was officially Halloween. Time was up. “Jellyfish?” “Daadddyyyyy!” “Ah, I’ve got it,” Daddy snapped his fingers and pointed to him. “A stuffed bear. That’s squishy enough for the lack of bones, but still Little-shaped. I think we can swing it.” “Daaaad — wait, really?” Barney asked as he sat up straight. “A bear?” “Holy miracle of miracles, you’ve got your bones back!” Daddy roared in a fictitious delight, scooping the Little up into his arms. He began poking and prodding at Barney, gently pinching his forearms and thighs, and poked his rib cage. “By gum, I think you’ve got them all!” “Dadaadadadadddyyyyy!” Barney squealed as he squirmed, as he was incredibly ticklish. “Yeah, buddy boy, it’s a teddy bear costume,” Daddy chuckled as he kissed Barney’s forehead. “Ready to see it?” “Yeah!” he chirped, his eyes widening and his face smiling eagerly, feeling a flood of relief, which was only confirmed when Daddy pulled out a full, fuzzy, and rather loose-fitting bodysuit. It had bear ears on the hood, a little bear tail on the butt, and overall, Barney had to admit… it was pretty dang cute. “Okay, Barnabubba, so I saw a bunch of reviews that said they had a few Littles overheat in it and recommended against wearing anything underneath,” Daddy explained as he walked him over to the changing table. “So you’re just going to wear this and a diaper, okay?” “Okay!” Barney nodded. “And I’ll bring a change of clothes in case you get too hot,” Daddy continued as he opened the package. “Okay!” Barney nodded again. “So you tell me if you get too hot,” Daddy stated as he put his fingers under the Little’s chin and looked him square in the eye. “Got it?” “Yes, Daddy.” “Say it back to me.” Barney pursed his lips, his face looking grumpy at the implied accusation; Daddy grinned only slightly, but arched a challenging eyebrow. “Tell you if I get too hot!” Barney complained, throwing his arms out. “I’m not dumb!” “I didn’t say you were,” Daddy scoffed, rolling his eyes slightly as he began undressing him. He let out a laugh as he eyed the swollen diaper. “What do you do at that daycare, just drink all day?” “Kinda,” Barney shrugged as he was laid back, letting out a satisfied sigh as the mat hugged him. “Well, let’s see…” Daddy hummed as he scanned the diaper options. “I don’t think there are going to be many options for changes, so we’ll go with a Big Mamba and a booster, I think.” Barney pursed his lips. It was pointless to protest or try to reason with him – Daddy had made it clear months ago that him talking out loud wasn’t an invitation to a discussion, especially as it related to diapers. So he stuck his thumb in his mouth to avoid trying. ‘Big Mamba’ was his nickname for the overnight diapers, which were already rather massive, and a booster too meant he was going to be waddling, hard. Which was probably the point. A waddling, toddling Little in a teddy bear costume was likely to look adorable from behind. Barney closed his eyelids so he could roll his eyes; whatever. It was a small price to pay for a reasonable costume that covered the diaper. It’s not like he wouldn’t be amongst other diapered Littles anyway. “Oh my GODS YOU ARE ADORABLE!” Barney reared back at the sheer volume of the woman before him, who squatted down to his height, gaping, cooing, and awing at him in his teddy bear costume. He had more or less stopped blushing about it, as it was par for the course of the response he was receiving, but she was particularly loud. He winced slightly as he held up his orange candy bag with a jack-o-lantern smiling face and sheepishly said, “Trick or Treat,” since she had blurted out her swooning before he could even speak. “Heh, sorry, ma’am, he doesn’t like loud noises,” Daddy excused as he placed a hand on top of Barney’s hooded head. “You should see him at fireworks — shivers like a scared puppy.” “Daddy,” Barney blushed as he shrugged his shoulders up, wanting to curl into a ball. In his defense, fireworks were loud. “Oh, OOHH - ohhh!” The woman had a hard time containing herself, but she had the decency to put her hand over her mouth just before the peak of her volume. But it didn’t last long. Her hands flew out to touch the bear ears, pinch his cheeks, and start poking him in his chest and belly. “Ohhh, you sweet Little - I could just eat you up - you are so freaking cute —“ “I know it’s Halloween and all, but eating children is still illegal,” Daddy said bemusedly as Barney giggled involuntarily at the woman’s poking and prodding. Daddy waited a whole two seconds before he put a hand out towards the woman. “All right, that’s enough, ma’am. Stop touching my baby.” “Oh,” the woman jerked her hand back in surprise and shot a shocked expression up to Daddy, who stared down at her in annoyance. “Sorry! Um, here you go, sweetheart.” She grabbed a rather large handful of candy from a side table within the house as she stood up, and dumped it into the jack-o’-lantern-themed candy bag. She smiled down at Barney, but it thinned when she looked at Daddy. “Happy Halloween.” “Thank you! Happy Halloween!” Barney chirped as he pulled the bag in to stare down at the candy and absently spun around to walk away from the house. Daddy inclined his head towards the woman and followed back to the sidewalk. “Whoa, Daddy, look! She gave me a big Four Musketears bar!” “Good,” he grumbled, shooting an annoyed look over his shoulder at the woman before smiling broadly down at Barney. “I mean, that’s great, scuba!” Another random nickname. “That’s like, a week’s worth of dessert for you.” “Pfft,” Barney buzzed his lips as he dropped the bar back into the bag. In all fairness, this was the most candy he had ever had in his entire life, and his bag had already been lightened once (Daddy dumped half the candy into the diaper bag because it was getting too heavy). It was far too much for Barney to reasonably finish in a month. It might even last him through the year, presuming Daddy didn’t eat any. Which he was probably going to do. “Okie dokie, Smokie-Pokie, let’s do a status check,” Daddy said as he squatted down next to Barney and his massive hand cupped the Little’s diapered butt, which was so thick, he couldn’t feel the probing fingers. “Big Mamba’s doing well. Are you hot?” “Nope!” “Tired?” “Nope!” “Thirsty?” “Nope!” “Ready to drain the next neighborhood of all their candy?” “Yup!” “Atta boy,” Daddy chuckled as he stood up, patted Barney’s head, and took his hand. They walked to the end of the sidewalk, where they could go right toward a rather crowded street, or left, where the crowds were more spread out and distant. Daddy must still have been annoyed with the woman and not ready for big crowds yet, as he opted to go left, where they skipped the first two houses, which were all dark. Barney stopped at two houses, both owned by Tweener families who acted ever so slightly awkward and rushed. After skipping another house, Daddy sucked in air between his teeth as he realized something, and Barney suspected they reached the same conclusion at the same time. “Ah, shit, Barney boy, I think we crossed over into a smaller folk zone,” he observed, and Barney nodded. He wasn’t quite sure what the Amazon rationale was, but his experience with Halloween had been one of isolation from the bigger folks. They had different times and different zones to trick-or-treat in, and everyone stuck to them. It was obvious why Littles and Tweeners did, but he was curious as to what Daddy might say. But he didn’t get the chance to find out. “Barney??” It was a small child’s voice. A real small child’s voice. Turning to look, Barney’s eyes widened twice their size as he saw Rob, his boyfriend… ex-boyfriend, with his six-year-old niece, Amanda. She had heard his name, and the minute he looked at her, her face lit up in pure joy. “BARNEY!!” she squealed as facial recognition settled in and she raised her arms for a hug and tried to step forward, but Rob grabbed her hand before she got too far. She gasped as she was rooted in place and looked up to her uncle, who was clearly in shock. Barney’s throat tightened as he briefly looked up to Daddy, then grimaced. “Uhh, I’m tired,” he lied to Daddy, unable to muster a whiny voice in front of Rob. Seeing him again, in a silly costume with a bulging wet diaper, had knocked the careless playfulness right out of him. He felt embarrassment levels of day one of Adoption all over again… maybe even worse. The diaper around his waist suddenly felt incredibly obvious and heavy, and he felt his entire body begin to heat up. “Aren’t you going to say hi?” Daddy asked incredulously, looking down at Barney and pointing to Amanda. “I…” Barney froze. “Sorry,” Rob heaved as he finally pushed himself out of his shock, though his face remained pale. “Sorry, sir, I - we don’t know your… baby. Our mistake.” “But Uncle Robby, it’s Barney!” Amanda complained in her familiar, nasally, bratty tone. She recognized him, and she knew it, and she wasn’t going to be told otherwise. “No, Amanda, it’s not our Barney. This is, uh, this nice gentleman’s… son,” Rob spoke curtly and awkwardly, sounding strained with every word. “Barney?” Daddy questioned in such a way as to suggest he already knew the answer. “Do you know her?” Rob and Barney’s eyes met. Rob’s beautiful hazel eyes widened in a panicking, silent plea. Barney ever so slightly nodded, then made a GRAND sweep of his head from side to side. “Nope,” he lied boldly and confidently. “Never seen ‘em before.” Amanda gaped, looking hurt, offended, and indignant all at once. Her uncle breathed a sigh out of his nose. “Well… Happy Halloween,” Rob said quietly, though his eyes said thank you. “Happy —“ Barney started. “NOOO!!” Amanda screeched at the top of her lungs as she stomped her foot, her hands curling into fists. “I KNOW YOU!! YOU’RE BARNEY!” Rob tried to pull her away, but she began the deadweight tactic and collapsed to the ground, which was more effective at her age and size on her uncle than Barney’s was on Daddy. The Amazon blew a laugh out his nose and grinned ever so slightly in recognition of the tactic, but his eyes were too focused to fully laugh at the moment. He looked at Barney with skepticism, and it was clear in that moment Daddy wasn’t going to walk away. Amanda needed a reason to go. “I DON’T KNOW YOU! GO AWAY!” Barney bellowed quickly as he stomped a foot forward and glared at his ex’s niece, feeling a twisting in his gut of guilt the second she gasped at him. It was like those stories where the main character had to be a jerk to an animal to get them to go back into the wild. It hurt, like a muscle ripping deep in the chest, despite the rest of the body telling him it was the right thing to do. Go. Please, Barney begged in his mind, hoping Rob could drag her away before this got any worse, but the Little’s eyes flicked to Daddy as fear seized him. Making the wrong move with a child in front of an Amazon was one of those uncertainties amongst Littles, as far as Barney knew. While it wasn’t uncommon for a parent to be taken, it was almost never in front of their child. For the most part, having a genuine Little child with you was protective. Yet, if you mistreated them in front of an Amazon, or mishandled a situation… One could never be sure… Sniff. Sniiiff. Barney’s eyes widened in the split second before Amanda broke out into tears. He gaped, but once again, he didn’t have time to react. “Barney!” Daddy bellowed as he stiffened up, glaring down at the costumed Little. “You apologize to her. Right now.” “But Daddy —“ Barney started, looking up at the Amazon, who was quick to squat down at his eye level. “Barney,” Daddy warned in a deep register that meant business. And if the tone hadn’t already struck fear to his core, Daddy’s stern glare sure did. “Don’t make me say it again.” The Little breathed in through his nose and held it as he stared at the intimidating Amazon. Honestly, he had no idea what Daddy’s punishment would be like — he had never crossed a line with him before. Barney was so afraid of pain that he had been decently obedient and compliant from the beginning. He couldn’t be sure if Daddy was a spanker, or - or - heck, he didn’t know! His brain was so seized by fear that he couldn’t think of anything else! And he felt the weight of the diaper grow as he peed from that fear. Swallowing slightly, he nodded unsteadily and turned towards Amanda, who had stopped crying after Daddy yelled. She stared up at him from sitting on the ground, her eyes glassy and wavering, and Barney winced. “I’m sorry, Amanda. It is me and… I remember you,” he said softly and swallowed again. Before he could think of a reasonable reason that Daddy would accept, he said the honest truth that he wished he could say to Rob. “I… just didn’t want to ruin your night.” “You didn’t,” she replied quietly, rubbing her nose on the sleeve of her witch costume as she stood up, then looked between him and her uncle. “Can I hug you?” “Asking first… now that’s some good manners,” Daddy smiled at her, and she beamed back. Barney shared a panicked look with Rob, who stared at him blankly, looking as if his soul had left his body. “Well, Barney? What do you say, buddy boy?” Wincing slightly, Barney nodded and handed Daddy his candy bag. Amanda looked up at Rob, who swallowed hard before releasing his death grip on her hand, and she burst forward, either oblivious to the tension or purposefully ignoring it (same went for Daddy). She wrapped her arms around Barney in a tight hug, and after a moment’s pause, he hugged her back as he allowed himself a small smile. He was grateful to see her again, despite the circumstances, and glad to have a chance to say goodbye. Even if the finality of it could only be implied. “Well, this is nice,” Daddy said as he adjusted the strap on his shoulder, smiling at the hugging pair. Barney relaxed in response to his Daddy’s return to form. “Still, I’m sorry we wandered in here. I knew I should have taken that right.” Rob’s eyes snapped to Daddy, looking surprised and, if Barney could still read him, a bit suspicious. He wished he could tell him Daddy meant it. He wasn’t a liar. “Well, it… it’s okay. Sir. Of course it is, sir. And… it turned out to be a… happy… happenstance,” Rob spoke in shuddering breaths, seemingly trying to balance out responding to Daddy while managing whatever he was feeling beneath the veil. Barney wished he could hug him, too. “Can we trick-or-treat together?” Amanda asked in an excited gasp. “Amanda,” Rob hissed, and Barney closed his eyes as all the air in his lungs vanished. “Of course, darling!” Daddy let out a laugh. “That sounds delightful.” “Actually, I’m… pretty tired,” Barney quickly lied, smiling an apology down to Amanda. “Maybe next year?” The worst part of this moment was that she looked ready to accept the excuse, but Daddy wasn’t having it. “What are you talking about?” Daddy scoffed as he stood up to his towering height, suddenly feeling like a predator looming over and teasing his prey. “You were all amped up to keep going.” He arched an eyebrow, pursed his lips, then waved his hand towards the end of the street. ”Let’s finish this block together, at least.” “Yay!” Amanda cheered as she released Barney and took his hand. He stared down at the ground as panic made his heart skip a beat; his waddle! He had felt some chafing of the diaper an hour ago, and so he had spread his legs out even wider to prevent more chafing, and he had been waddling like - like - argh, like a toddler! Barney grimaced. “Hey bud, you ready?” Daddy asked as he angled his head. “Yeah,” Barney absently replied, leaning into his instinct to always say yes to Daddy. He unknowingly squeezed Amanda’s hand and took a step forward, swallowed, and then another. His cheeks began to burn as he avoided looking at Rob, focusing purely on controlling the next step, and the next, and the next. He could handle a little chafing. “So, Robert, is it?” Daddy asked down to Rob after a few silent beats. “Yeah,” he replied shakily. “And she’s your niece?” Daddy followed up quickly. “Yeah,” Rob repeated, sounding like he nearly swallowed the word. “My sister often has to work on… holidays.” “Mmm,” Daddy hummed in understanding. “That’s nice. First time trick-or-treating with her?” Barney gripped Amanda’s hand as he stared forward. Any sounds beyond their small radius faded as his ears focused only on the two voices behind him. “No, uh… second,” Rob wheezed. “Uncle Robby and Barney took me last year!” Amanda announced with a giggle, and Barney grimaced a smile, still hyper-focused on trying not to waddle; he was controlling the worst of it, but a certain wide gait was unavoidable. “Mmmm, yeah,” Daddy hummed in understanding, and Barney could tell the tone. Something had just clicked for him. “Yeah, I thought I recognized you.” Barney stiffened, jerking his head to the side; Rob made a noise that almost sounded like he’d been punched in the gut, but no one had touched him. “All righty,” Daddy started as he took a deep breath and pointed to the next house. “Barney, Amanda: you two go to that one on your own. Robert and I will hang back here and chat.” “Wait, Daddy, I –” Barney said as he spun around to face the Amazon, who arched an eyebrow as he handed the costumed Little back his candy bag. “Okay!” Amanda chirped, and she tugged on Barney’s free hand. Rob’s face drained of color, and his neck muscles were incredibly tense. Frowning, he knew there was nothing he could do; the look on Daddy’s face sent that clear message. He nodded meekly and followed the girl down the path to the house, periodically looking over his shoulder back at the two. Please don’t take him, Daddy. Please, please, please… “Trick or treat!” Amanda shouted as she held up her cream pillowcase to the middle-aged Tweener who answered the door. He smiled at them both, though it faltered when his gaze briefly glanced over at Daddy. “Well, a witch and a bear!” the man mused as he lowered a bowl of candy for them to grab. “Did you turn someone into a bear, Little girl?” “Yeah!” Amanda lied with a laugh, grabbing as big a handful as her small hands could manage. She looked up at Barney in confusion when he didn’t grab any candy, and she grabbed another handful on his behalf, dropping it into his candy bag as she shrugged up at the homeowner. “Bears don’t understand Halloween.” “But they do understand candy,” the Tweener smiled. “Sure do!! Thank you!!” Amanda giggled and turned around, tugging on Barney’s hand; bossing him around came easily to her, it seemed. “Come on, Barney Bear!” The door behind them quickly shut, and the walk back to Daddy and Rob felt like walking down the plank of a ship. Or at least the dread of it. Maybe he just had ships on his mind after recently watching the Muffets Treasure Island. Anyway. His mouth ran dry, his throat tightened, and he wanted to puke. Rob looked mortified; Daddy looked… well, the same. A bit more serious than usual, though his face lit up when they approached. “Another successful house?” Daddy asked knowingly. “Yeah! I turned Barney into a bear!” Amanda declared, pointing up at him as she wiggled her fingers to simulate casting a spell. “Didja now? I thought I did that,” Daddy chuckled, and Barney’s face flushed. “Okay, so, here’s what’s going to happen:” A pit in Barney’s stomach dropped; Rob looked down at his feet. “I’m going to take Amanda to the rest of the houses on this block,” Daddy explained as he pointed down the way. “You two are going to walk a half house in front of us and talk. I’ll take that.” Daddy leaned forward and grabbed Barney’s candy bag, and Barney stared at him, stunned. “I’ll make sure you don’t miss out – plus he’s gotta pay the Daddy tax,” the Amazon grinned down at Amanda, who threw her head back and rolled her eyes dramatically and knowingly. “Ah, you’re a hoot. All right, go on. Get a head start,” he ordered as he threw his arm out ahead of them. There was a long, awkward pause. Rob’s jaw clenched as he glared at the ground, then nodded. “Come on,” he muttered as he stepped forward, gesturing down the sidewalk. Barney shook his head once, slowly and absently. Then again, with more control. Then again, feeling his muscles and bones again as he felt like his soul was returning to his body after temporarily fleeing from fear. “N-no,” he whispered as he sent a pleading look up to Daddy. “No, p-please… I don’t…” Tears welled in his eyes as he felt utterly confused and panicked, having no idea what was going on, but all he knew was that he couldn’t be waddling beside Rob, dressed in a teddy bear costume, in a used diaper. That was stuff of nightmares, and he took a weak step forward, his shaking arms reaching up for Daddy. “P-please don’t make me,” he begged softly. Amanda, for the first time, looked concerned as she looked up at Daddy, whose expression softened. The Amazon sighed as he took a knee on the ground and gently patted Amanda’s head. “Can you give us a minute, sweetheart?” “Yeah,” Amanda replied in a whisper, and she joined her uncle as they strode a few steps away. “Please, Daddy, please,” Barney begged in a whine as a few tears ran down his cheeks and he stepped into the warm radius of Daddy’s body. “I just wanna go home. Please, please.” “Barney, buddy,” Daddy sighed as he gently placed his hand on the back of his head and hugged him. “I know this is hard. And frankly, it’ll get a little harder for a bit.” Barney let out a whine as he buried his face in Daddy’s chest. “But you’ve got a chance at closure here,” Daddy explained softly, being careful to hug and caress the Little without fully taking him into his arms. In all physicality, he was trying to show he supported him without any promise of taking him away from the moment. “That’s pretty rare for anyone, let alone a Little. And I think it’ll be good.” He paused, the corner of his mouth twitching. “For both of you.” Barney grimaced as he felt his nose beginning to stuff up. He could recognize something was going on, but he couldn’t fathom what it was. He grabbed onto Daddy’s shirt as his entire body shivered, not wanting to say no, but unconvinced. “Wha… what if I.. I can’t?” he whimpered, his breath catching in his throat as his face contorted several times. Daddy raised his eyebrows in surprise, and his lips parted, but he didn’t say anything right away. He took a breath, placed his fingers beneath the costumed Little’s chin, and lifted his head to look him right in the eyes. “What if you can? You can’t know until you try, bud,” Daddy smiled gently as he reached his thumb against Barney’s cheeks to wipe away the tears. “And I’ll be here for you no matter what.” Barney let out a whimper as his eyes looked down and he tensed his body to forcibly keep a sob down. He hadn’t feared Daddy would abandon him, but the sentiment gave him comfort all the same, and it highlighted a question that helped him break through the fear: what did he have to lose? It wasn’t like Robert didn’t know how Adoption worked — they had talked about it plenty of times before. No matter how the conversation went, he was going home with Daddy, and his life would continue as it had. And as the clouds of anxiety and overwhelming emotion shifted, letting a bit of sunlit clarity through his mind, he also realized Daddy knew something he didn’t. He recognized Rob somehow, and he was pushing for this, hard. If he said no now, he might never find out what this was about. Finally, Barney smiled, and he looked up at the – no, his Amazon. “Okay,” he whispered as he lifted a hand to rub one eye dry at a time. “Atta boy,” Daddy whispered as he removed his hand from his chin and ran his hand over his hair. “I’m proud of you.” Barney blushed as he withdrew his hand into his sleeve and rubbed the cuff under his nose, which also served to somewhat hide his smile. Daddy placed his hands on either side of his head and kissed his forehead. Blushing a bit hard, he spent a few seconds cleaning up his face before the two nodded at each other, and the Little turned around, waddling back to his ex-boyfriend, who looked trepidatiously between the pair. “Ready, Littlest Witch of the East?” Daddy called out with a smile towards Amanda, who cheered as she thrust her broom into the air and broke out into a short run towards the friendly giant. Rob’s breathing increased a bit as he stared at her until Barney was close enough, and he grimaced, looking down at his feet, then turned around to turn his back on the Amazon. “That’s dangerous,” he muttered, and the seriousness of his tone made Barney’s crinkling rear feel much louder than it had all night. “She’ll think she can trust them.” Barney blinked a few times in surprise as he jerked his head to the side and squinted at his ex, who kept his gaze forward. “She can trust him,” Barney whispered in reply, shrugging as he adjusted his gait a little wider to relieve the chafing. “Uh-huh,” Rob sighed, turning his face away so Barney couldn’t see whatever expression he gave. Sticking his hands in his pockets, his ex looked back down at the ground as he clearly was struggling even to look at him. Barney licked his lips and looked down at the ground too. “So,” Barney started quietly. “What happened that night?” “Fuck,” Rob heaved as he threw his head back, closing his eyes and keeping his face pointed to the sky for a long moment. Then he slowly shook his head. “Your Amazon really didn’t tell you anything?” “No,” Barney stated quickly as he brought a hand up to rub the back of his neck. “I mean, he said he found me with soiled pants. But that’s it.” Rob’s face faltered; he appeared genuinely surprised by this. “He, um… he’s really good to me,” Barney whispered, though he wasn’t quite sure why he said it. From Rob’s rapidly shifting expression, neither did he. He looked surprised, then hurt, which was quickly followed by anger to bury it. “You’re dressed like a toy, waddling in a diaper, Barney,” Rob said flatly, his upper lip twitching. “He might be better than the worst, but he’s still an Amazon, doing what Amazons always do.” “Yeah, well, maybe if my boyfriend didn’t abandon me after I got so drunk I shit myself, this could have been avoided,” Barney grumbled in a vocal register he didn’t know he still had, using words he never thought he’d say again. In a flash, the warm feelings he still had for Rob – no, Robert – ran cold. “Better watch it,” Robert growled, finally turning to glare at him. “Wouldn’t want your Daddy to hear you use such naughty words, baby.” ”Oh, fuck you,” Barney hissed, his instinct to shout, but unfortunately, Robert’s point struck a nerve, so he kept his volume low. From the moment he awoke in a diaper, he had refrained from swearing out loud, fearful of the repercussions. But he also hadn’t been much for swearing before Adoption. He always thought it made him sound more stupid than he already thought he usually sounded. Though, admittedly, this time, it felt good. There was bite to it. Sting. And the surprised look on Robert’s face felt vindicating. “Are you going to fucking tell me what happened, or what?” Barney pressed, throwing his fuzzy arms out to the sides and his fingers spread wide but tense, like he wanted to choke something (or someone). Then he gestured back towards their respective family members. “Daddy seemed to think you had something worthwhile to say.” Where Robert had emphasized Daddy derogatorily, Barney stressed it like someone defensively stressing the word boyfriend or husband. He was taking the title back. He was his Daddy, he was a good Daddy, and he was not going to let the man who abandoned him ruin that. Robert stared at Barney for a few steps, looking taken aback. By the time he looked away, Barney had flushed slightly, realizing he had never been so confrontational with or in front of Robert… ever. Perhaps Daddy was rubbing off on him. “You got drunk,” Robert grumbled, sounding like he wanted to be angry, but he was holding himself back. He glared forward, then looked in pain as he took in a deep breath and sighed it out. “But… I think, on top of it, you were drugged.” “What?” Barney breathed. Robert nodded, his eyes still moving between the ground, ahead, and away. “You weren’t just drunk-sloppy, you were…” Robert grimaced as he swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing dramatically. “Really fucked up. I think someone tampered with our drinks when we kissed.” “Our?” “Yeah, I spilled mine. Clumsiness saved me from –” he paused, wincing. “Anyway. I decided to get you home, and just before we left, this giant bitch asked if we were doing okay. It had to be her.” He sneered and made a squeaking sound as he sucked air between his front teeth. “Hmm,” Barney hummed idly as he squinted his eyes, trying to think back to that night. He vaguely recalled Robert telling him they had to go, and he thought he remembered an Amazon asking them questions. But it was hard to tell what was real and what he was making up as he heard more details. During the extended pause Robert took, Barney thought to tell him to stop. Maybe he didn’t want to know. Because when things were bad between him and Daddy, he blamed Daddy for the Adoption. When things were good, he blamed Robert. Over the last ten months, he had pictured many variations of the story, and it changed with his mood. It felt good to have that option. And did he want to know which man he loved hurt him? Or worse, hurt him more? “So I snuck us out the back,” Robert finally continued, pulling the scarf wrapped around his neck down to scratch it. “Had to tip that bartender heavily to do it, but I figured it was worth it.” Barney snapped out of his thoughts and frowned sympathetically at Robert, who shook his head in annoyance. “But I wasn’t exactly sober, and you were getting worse, and I got really turned around,” he growled, his shoulders tensing as he glared at the pavement. Again, he shook his head, let out a small groan, and continued, looking rather nauseous in the process. “By the time I figured out where we were, you had turned into deadweight and…” Barney raised his eyebrows questioningly. “Then… you, uh… had an accident.” “Oh,” Barney nodded as he felt his cheeks heat up. He was used to having “accidents” with Daddy, but the idea that he did it in Robert’s arms was a new level of embarrassment he hadn’t known existed. “And I panicked.” Barney nodded again, swallowing as he buried the feelings to focus on the moment. “I set you down, and I… fuck, Barney, I’m so sorry,” Robert confessed as he brought his hands up to his face. “I’m so fucking sorry.” “I get it,” Barney whispered with a slight shrug, but Robert continued before he could say more. “No, you don’t,” Robert heaved, rubbing his eyes. “I panicked, I set you down, and I started to leave. And that - that’s when he - he showed up.” He pointed his chin towards Daddy, who was lingering at the door, chumming it up with a married Tweener and Amazon. “He called out to me to come back and get you. And when I didn’t, he - he fucking yelled at me for leaving you behind. He sounded so - so angry, and - and I panicked, and I just fucking ran.” As he exhaled, a weight seemed to lift from Barney’s shoulders and his face relaxed, though he hadn’t realized how tense it had been. It was a weight he had been carrying since he awoke in Daddy’s bed at the beginning of the year. All of the fears and thoughts he refused to give voice to had turned into a mounting weight he carried with him day after day; the fear of the unknown, that Rob betrayed him, that Daddy had sabotaged him as Amazons do, or the one fear he had never even considered: that Rob had been taken by someone else. The seriousness with which Daddy approached this moment, the pain in Rob’s voice… it all clicked as the fears exited his body. He felt younger and lighter. And he smiled. “Barney, I’m so sorry –” Rob turned his full body to face him, and he blinked in surprise, his eyes glassy, his face flushed, and his expression stunned. “Wh… why are you smiling?” “Oh, sorry,” Barney laughed awkwardly, and he grimaced, shrugging his shoulders in an apology. “I’m sorry, I just… It feels really good knowing neither of you meant to hurt me.” Rob blinked. Barney’s smile returned, but this time, it was purposeful. He felt better. Now it was time to help Rob feel the same. “I don’t blame you, Rob,” Barney whispered as he put his hands on his fuzzy teddy bear chest. “There was no good way to handle that. For all you knew, Daddy being angry meant you were going to be Adopted, too.” Air seemed to be sucked from Rob’s lungs, and Barney turned his entire body to face him. “I don’t think you need it, but,” Barney started and paused, offering a genuinely warm smile. “I forgive you.” Rob’s hazel eyes wavered in the street light. His jaw clenched, and his face tightened as he fought the swell of emotion. Barney focused hard on keeping his expression neutral and not reacting, because he wanted to give Rob the courtesy of reacting as he needed or wanted to, without any provocation. It also gave him the time to see what their parting had done to him. Rob wore his stress on his face, and he looked like he hadn’t slept well in weeks. Barney wanted to hug him. Hell, he wanted to have him over at Daddy’s house, let him rest and relax for a few days, but even he knew how bad that offer would look (and frankly, he didn’t know that Daddy wouldn’t diaper him). “Thank you,” Rob whispered on an exhale, closing his eyes as he lifted his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, but really, it was to swipe his eyes. “I…” Barney let out a laugh as he wondered what the hell he had to lose by not hugging him. Launching forward, Rob jerked in surprise, but the massive teddy bear had the advantage; wrapping his arms around him, he squeezed as tightly as he could muster, and Rob let out an awkward laugh after a noise escaped him from the sudden impact and pressure. “I love you, Rob,” Barney professed as he nuzzled his head against his ex’s shoulder. “Thank you for telling me.” “I, uh,” Rob laughed awkwardly as he tensed up, looking around the area. “Don’t worry about it,” Barney chirped as he released him and stepped back, smiling widely. He knew. Nothing was more dangerous to a free Little than being overly sentimental and cute with a diapered one. That was why Rob had hesitated to hug him back, avoided looking at him for too long, and kept a firm grip on his emotions (or hid his tears when he didn’t). “You don’t have to say anything,” Barney said as Rob blinked, his lips parting, but the costumed Little shook his head. “Plus, any second now –” Barney lifted a hand in the air and waited. “Well, seems like things are going well,” Daddy observed as he walked very carefully towards them because Amanda was balancing on his foot. She let out squeals and giggles with each step, while holding onto his pant legs for stability. Barney grinned at Rob, who let out a laugh as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Yup!” the costumed Little chirped as he turned and faced his Amazon, feeling a happy warmth in his chest. Daddy smiled proudly, then shifted his eyes to Amanda. “Uh oh,” he feigned concern as his foot began to shake. “WhOooOoOoaaa!” she let out as she twisted her grip on his pant leg. “I think someone’s taking off!” he exclaimed, then mimicked the sound of rocket engines firing. Rob let out a small chuckle as Daddy slowly lifted his shaking foot, just high enough for him to grab her, and he continued the takeoff until she hit about his collarbone. She let out a surprised squeal as she looked down, and Barney grinned, realizing that was probably the highest she had ever been. Rob gasped as Daddy tossed her into the air, and she let out a mix of a scared and laughing scream. “Ah, dang,” Daddy bemoaned playfully as he caught her with ease and brought her back down to the ground, shaking his head. “Guess you didn’t have enough fuel to break through the atmosphere.” “I do! I do!” Barney chirped as he threw a hand into the air and stepped forward, hoping to alleviate any stress of continued interactions between Daddy and Amanda (and, to be fair, he also wanted uppies). Daddy sucked in air as he grimaced at Barney and shook his head, looking at Amanda. “I don’t know… I don’t think bears can fly,” Daddy teased, and Barney gaped at him, his eyes growing twice their size. “I can cast a spell!” Amanda announced with delight, and Daddy winked at Barney before looking at her. “What a great idea! Cast away, Littlest Witch!” Barney smiled, spinning on his heel to face her and throwing his arms out to the sides in preparation. She raised her hands and began wiggling her fingers as her eyebrows flickered up and down, and she squinted at him with intense concentration. “Oogilee, boogilee, bee!” she began, then pointed above Barney’s head. “Not yet!!” she loudly whispered. “Oops – sorry!” Daddy whispered and put his palms up, still stooped down at the ready. Barney kept a wide grin, pretending he was unaware of that interaction. “Oogilee, boogilee, bar!” she continued and then raised her palms to the sky. “Bears can now fly!!” “EEEEEE!!” Barney squealed as he was nabbed from behind and lifted into the air while Daddy made whooshing sounds, then chuckled as he pulled Barney in for a hug. “All right, well, I appreciate you letting us crash your trick-or-treating,” Daddy said as he knelt to Rob’s eye level and set Barney on his feet. He moved his hand to the back and cupped the swollen diaper for a capacity check, causing Barney to flinch slightly as he glanced over at Amanda nervously. Thankfully, she was still in high spirits and didn’t seem to notice. It didn’t even register to Barney that he didn’t care that Rob saw. “But we’ve taken enough of your time together.” “Aww,” Amanda pouted slightly, dropping her head. “Well,” Rob started, his eyes cast downward as he watched his niece’s disappointment, then he looked up at Barney. They stared for a long, silent moment, and Barney knew in his heart that this was them finally breaking up and saying goodbye. Rob’s face drew long and sad, as if he was grieving. Barney felt a twist of guilt in his gut as he realized he had already let go of Rob. He still loved him, but someone else had filled that special place in his heart. Slowly, Rob nodded. Then he smiled. “You did promise to the end of the block,” Rob said as he pointed towards the last house. “So… could we do one more?” “Absolutely,” Daddy answered with a deep incline of his head, sounding rather touched. “YAY!” Amanda cheered as she thrust her hands into the air. “C’mon, Barney!” “One sec!” he chirped as he turned and hugged his Daddy around the neck. “Thank you,” he whispered softly. “Anytime, baby,” Daddy purred as he patted Barney’s back. The costumed Little broke off the hug quickly, grabbed his candy bag from Daddy, and broke out into quite the waddling run to catch up to the Littlest witch. Rob and Daddy caught up to them after completing the last house, and Barney could tell they’d exchanged a few more words. But at least this time, Rob looked better for it. “Well, uh, I should be getting her back,” Rob said as he gestured to Amanda. “I’ll have a bit of explaining to do.” “Don’t worry, Uncle Robby, I’ll tell Mommy I cast a spell on you!” the girl giggled, wiggling her fingers at him. “I mean, you can only get away with that once a year,” Daddy grinned and shrugged. “Might as well use it while ya can.” “We’ll give it a shot,” Rob grinned at his niece, who looked quite pleased with herself. “Happy Halloween!” Barney chirped as he hugged Amanda goodbye, then squeezed Rob as tightly as he could. He was happy to hear this got a laugh out of Rob. “Happy Halloween,” Rob replied as he nodded in appreciation to Daddy. Taking Amanda’s hand, they began walking down the pathway as Barney turned to Daddy and put his arms up in the air, quite ready for uppies. Daddy quickly lifted him above his head and placed Barney upon his shoulders, causing a slight squelch from the well-moistened diaper. Barney cast a glance over at Rob and Amanda as he let out a small sigh, and as quietly as he could, he murmured, “Goodbye.” Daddy turned to walk the other way, but he hesitated. He looked up, then back at the departing Littles. “Hey, Robert,” he called out, pausing long enough for the two to look back. “Same time next year?” Amanda gasped, her eyes widening as she eagerly looked up at her uncle, who looked surprised only for a second. Glancing to Barney, he smiled and nodded. “I’d like that,” he called back, which was quickly followed by Amanda’s cheers. “Okay. See you two then,” Daddy said as he lifted a hand and waved them goodbye. Barney waved back, smiling brightly, and waited to wipe away the happy tears that formed until their backs were fully turned. “All right, Ted-a-bed-a-thor, I think it’s about time for you to hit the hay,” Daddy announced as he crossed the street, nodding to a car at the stop sign that let him cross. “Okay,” Barney agreed as he scanned the area, noting the crowds beginning to thin around previously busy houses. Daddy hummed a few tunes on their walk back, and as they reached their home street, Barney placed his chin on Daddy’s head. “Daddy?” “Yeah, bud?” “Thank you,” he whispered, grabbing a bit of Daddy’s hair as he felt his throat constrict, his body becoming overwhelmed by the amount of gratitude he felt. Daddy jerked his head slightly upwards in surprise, as if he would be able to look at Barney if he tried. He took a deep breath, reached up, and laid his massive hand on his son’s leg. “I love you, Barna-Bear,” Daddy said firmly and completely, and gave it a moment’s pause to let the truth of it sink in. But as Barney opened his mouth to reply in kind, Daddy blew a laugh through his nose. “But if you think you don’t owe me for that, you are quite mistaken, my guy! That’s coming out of your candy haul!” “What?!” Barney squealed as he sat up straight, a massive smile on his face, but playing along the same. “How much?” “I’d say that’ll cost ya a good 70%,” Daddy warned playfully, shaking his head. “70?!” the Little gasped and immediately launched into negotiations, starting with a meager 30%, which Daddy raucously laughed at. Barney got Daddy down to 50% by the time he was laid down on the changing table.

Here's part four of me and Daymare's story. Hope you like it. 🥴😰🙂😭😥 On the third day after Ryoko and Ayeka arrived at Leona's house, the five were suddenly picked up by Leona and N4-N1 before their bibs were swapped out for matching t-shirts. Four of the five looked at each other in confusion since such a change in schedule had never occurred before. Mihoshi, however, still very much believing she was Mimi, was just giggling and waving her arms. Leona then took the five to a massive purple vehicle. Clearly it was a family speeder. The five were put into a massive backseat and each one was secured to a child seat that monitored their physical conditions. Leona then took the driver seat and headed off while N4-N1 waved goodbye. "Well girls, today's a big day." Leona said. "I'm taking you to your first checkup. Mommy needs to make sure you're all doing well." "Checkup?!" Kiyone said in alarm. She was already struggling with how Mihoshi had mentally regressed and everyone else was being completely useless. What would happen at a doctor's office. "We no need checkup! Me want out!! ME WANT--!!" A mechanical arm came out of Kiyone's carseat, matching the arms of the baby buggies, and shoved a pacifier into Kiyone's mouth. Almost without realizing it, Kiyone began sucking on it, much to her horror. She whimpered behind her pacifier while the others looked around nervously, except Mihoshi, who was playing pattycake with the arms of her carseat. Leona and her little family arrived at the hospital, and she pulled out the carseats as the five were still strapped to them. She then pushed a button as stroller wheels popped out, turning the carseats into strollers, four of which connected into two strollers, one for Ryoko and Ayeka, and the other for Kiyone and Mihoshi. Leona then brought them into a waiting room and filled out some forms before handing them to a reception droid. "Thank you." The droid said. "Doctor Tigre will see you in a short while. In the meantime, feel free to relax and let the kids mingle. I'm hooked up to about everything in here." Leona did so as Mihoshi and Kiyone crawled around while Washu was held in Leona's lap. Making her wonder what was wrong. She thought she was gaining weight pretty nicely, considering the fact that she had avoided most of the milk Synthetic Sasami tried to feed her. Mihoshi giggled and crawled to other infant cat people as they played with several of the toys. Kiyone just stayed in her seat, fretting behind her pacifier. Ryoko just laid on her back and sucked her tail while Ayeka glared at her angrily. "How you so cawm?!" Ayeka asked angrily. "We gonna get suwgicawwy mutiwated!!" "No we not." Ryoko said, taking her tail out of her mouth. "Fif pediatwician. No mad fientist." Ayeka calmed down a little as Leona patted Ayeka's head. Ayeka groaned at the gesture. Even after three days, it was difficult to remember that Leona saw them as literal infants. It was like something out of a perverse version of that book Sasami was reading for middle school, the Silver Chair. "I swear." Leona said with a smile. "It’s almost like you girls have your own language. Now you and your sister be good for the doctor, Mandy. He just needs to make sure you're developing normally." Ayeka groaned inwardly as Ryoko just kept on sucking her tail, using her foot to shove a book in Ayeka's direction. With no recourse, Ayeka awkwardly picked up the book when Leona picked Ayeka up and sat her next to Washu. Leona then picked up the book and held it in front of them. She also saw Ryoko crawl forward, pretending to coo in curiosity before being set down on Washu's other side. "This is nice." Leona said. "A story to pass the time. Now, once upon a time, a valliant Jedi traveled to Alderaan to protect the royal family where he met a beautiful princess." By the time Leona finished the book, the droid turned towards them. Her eyes were blinking for a moment before returning to normal. At the same time, a small chime was heard from the ceiling. "Dr. Tigre will see you now, Leona." The droid said. "Thank you." Leona said smiling as she set Washu, Ayeka, and Ryoko back in their strollers. She picked Mihoshi up and put her back in too as she fretted and waved her arms at her new friends. "There, there, darling. You can play some more after your check up." Leona arrived at a large room with a blue conveyor belt along the walls and doctor supplies at a little desk. The doctor then came in, having black hair and glasses. He was a full foot shorter than Leona. He had tiger fur over his body and black hair. "So, these are the babies?" Dr. Tigre asked. "Yes, Doctor." Leona said. "I adopted them from some place called Stork Industries. This is Kiki. This is her twin sister, Mimi. This is their baby sister, Wendy. I need to talk to you about her later. Finally, this is Ricoco and her twin sister, Mandy." "Aliens, huh?" Tigre said. "I believe it. I've never seen babies like these before." Tigre poked Ayeka's breast and she passed out from embarrassment. This made Ryoko snicker. Even as an adult baby, Ayeka was so prissy that a simple breast examination made her pass out. She couldn't wait to hear what this guy thought. "Well, if the babies develop their mamaries early, I'd love to see what they look like when they hit puberty." Tigre said before Leona then smacked Tigre in the face, making Ryoko and Washu giggle. "Sorry. Poor joke. So let's get them onto the belt. It'll get their temperatures checked and get them inoculated much quicker." "Ooh." Leona said, impressed by the technology as Mihoshi, Kiyone, Washu, Ayeka, and Ryoko were set on the conveyor belt. Tigre pushed a button, and the belt chugged forward. The five adult infants ended up in an enclosed chamber with a glass wall that Leona and Tigre looked into. Mihoshi, still under the assumption that she was Mimi, waved at her mommy. Just then, orange mechanical arms with green joints and yellow rubber gloves removed their diapers. The five were then moved onto their stomachs and positioned so that their bare butts were sticking up in the air. The arms then brought out a thermometer for each girl and stuck it into their rectums, gently shoving. "Mama!!" Mihoshi cried as the scary arms suddenly began hurting her. "MAMA!!!" "It’s going to be okay, sweeties." Leona said through the transparent wall separating her from her babies. "Mommy's here. You’re just getting your temperature checked." "Fif no faiw!!" Kiyone cried as her butt was in pain. "I no baby!! I NO BABY!!!" "Oh boy..." Washu groaned with pleasure as the thermometer stuck out of her butt. "Fif not too bad." Ayeka said nothing but moaned a little as the thermometer was shoved into her butt. She was still out cold from Dr. Tigre poking her breast. Ryoko, however, was crying. She didn't like anal penetration, and she especially didn't like it being sprung on her out of the blue. Eventually, the thermometers were removed, and Tigre looked at the readout. "Congratulations." Tigre said. "They're all a perfect 98.6." "Thank goodness." Leona said as she saw four of her five babies still crying while Mandy was still fast asleep. She tapped on the glass as Kiki looked up tearfully. Leona waved at her and Kiki whimpered a little and waved back. "That’s my girl." Leona said with a smile as the belt moved forward again. The next section brought the five to an area bathed in red light. Each girl passed over it, and it scanned them, giving their body weight versus their age and a number Leona couldn't recognize. It seemed important though as the doctor checked and double checked it before throwing a switch. "What’s that for?" Leona asked. "Oh, it's a dosage for a special all-in-one vaccination shot that is administered based on age and body weight." Tigre explained. "It even encourages the growth of fat cells since what's a baby without chubby cheeks?" While Leona giggled at the comment, Kiyone received her booster, causing her to cry loudly as she finally broke. She couldn't even think anymore between her embarrassment and frustration. All she could remember in the stress induced haze was her name, Kiki, and the face of her mommy . "Mommy!!" Kiyone cried, reaching for the glass that kept the mother and daughter separated. "Kiki want Mommy!!" Mihoshi cried too from her shock before a pacifier was shoved into her mouth along with Kiyone. Already fully regressed, the two immediately began sucking on their pacifiers. Washu was next, and she took the shot like the champ, wincing but otherwise being fine. Ayeka's shot caused her to stir, but that was about it as she remained fast asleep. Ryoko just accepted the shot, not seeing the big deal and looking at Kiyone and Mihoshi like they were a bunch of whimps. Fortunately for the two adult baby Galaxy Policewomen, Leona got their attention and waved. The two waved back at their mommy and giggled, making Leona feel so happy as the belt carried them forward. They were carried to the other side of the room where two new cloth diaper were waiting for them. Mihoshi's diapers were done up first as she giggled and wiggled her legs, which were slightly moved apart thanks to the extra diaper. Kiyone just continued looking at Mommy, who blew a kiss at her, making Kiyone giggle behind her pacifier. Washu was more annoyed by the extra diaper than anything else. What would the point of the extra diaper be? It's not like her diaper would need another one unless she had a very bad accident. Then again, that did make sense, but it still felt presumptuous. Ayeka woke up as her diapers were buttoned up, and she couldn't believe how one extra diaper made her look so infantile. She immediately began crying before a pacifier was shoved into her mouth, conditioned by her several spankings already, Ayeka reluctantly began sucking on it. Ryoko just smiled and rubbed her mitten covered hands over her double diaper. The only concern in her head being a lack of mobility. "Why two diapers?" Leona asked Tigre as the girls headed for the exit. "A side effect of the all-in-one vaccination." Tigre said. "It significantly increases the rate of their bowel movements. In the meantime, once they're out, we can discuss their individual needs." "Yes, please." Leona said as the girls reached the end of the belt, and Leona and Dr. Tigre picked them up. "I want to make sure all my girls are attended to." "Well, first off, Kiki and Mimi are perfectly healthy, so we don't have to worry about them for the moment unless you have a concern." Tigre said. "No." Leona said as she put Kiyone and Mihoshi into their stroller, the two of them sucking on their pacifiers and kicking their feet. "They've both been lovely little angels. However, I have noticed that Mandy tends to pinch and hit Ricoco a lot. Should I be concerned?" "Not necessarily." Tigre said. "It’s probably just sibling rivalry. Just lay down the law and let her know she's loved, and I'm sure that she'll calm down." "Okay." Leona said as she put Ayeka in the stroller she shared with Ryoko. "For the record, Mommy does love you, Mandy, but you've been behaving very badly." "Now, for Ricoco, the computer informed me that she doesn't have taste buds." Tigre said with an air of unease. "Oh my goodness!" Leona said in alarm. "You mean my baby may never be able to taste anything?!" "Well, I do have a remedy." Tigre said. "A special concoction that can make taste buds appear. The only downside is that it's never been tested. I can try it if you'd like." "What would happen if it failed?" Leona asked, clutching at Ryoko as the doctor had now caught her interest. "It would drastically weaken her sphincter muscles to the point where it may take a few years to potty train her." Tigre said. "Oh." Leona said, sounding relieved. "Is that it? That sounds worth the risk. Let's do this." Ryoko was set down, and Tigre put a pacifier in her mouth with a little ball at the end. The ball was filled with a white, milky substance. Ryoko, agreeing with Mommy that gaining the ability to taste things was worth the risk of being incontinent, quickly began sucking on the pacifier and drinking the concoction. Beginning to taste the milky flavor for the first time in her life. She was so overjoyed, she giggled and clapped her hands, even as she peed her diapers. Mommy then quickly took off Ryoko's soaked diapers and cleaned her before setting down three cloth diapers and wrapping them around Ryoko's waist before buttoning them up. Ryoko then giggled, eager to try and taste actually milk before she was set in her and Ayeka's stroller, and Mommy put a bottle in Ryoko's mouth. Loving the taste, she quickly drank it down, burping loudly and squealing with delight. "Now then, about Wendy." Tigre said, and Leona picked Washu up as she looked confused. She thought she was perfectly fine. "The scans show her as healthier, but considering the description of how she was when you first arrived, I'd suggest doubling her feeding schedule. It's probably a good idea to get her as big as Kiki and Mimi, in terms of body fat rather than height. She’s probably always gonna be the runt of the litter in that regard." "No problem, Doctor." Leona said. Washu, however, had a massive problem. Double the feedings meant double the changes, and she was already in Leona's care more than the others, including after Ryoko and Ayeka arrived. As such, she'd only have half an hour a day to work on her plan, and she had just seen Kiyone break, and Ayeka wasn't that far behind considering how quickly she buckled during her spankings. From there, she could eventually end up breaking too. She fought and struggled as Leona strapped her back into her stroller. "Me pewfectwy fine!" Washu wailed. "Me no need mowe attention!" Leona just put a bottle of milk into Washu's mouth, and instinct demanded that she drink it down. All at once, her protests were drowned out by the delicious milk Mommy was giving her. Washu kicked her legs, smiling from behind the baby bottle nipple. "So, that's about it." Tigre said. "I'll want to see you again in two months." "Of course, Dr. Tigre." Mommy said. "See you then." Mommy then rolled the five girls to the family speeder, and their strollers became five car seats again before she strapped them into the back seat. She then got in before playing an audio file of children's songs. Mommy then started the engine and turned towards the five adult babies. "Mommy's so proud of her brave little girls." Mommy said. "Don’t worry. Mommy's gonna make sure her babies are good and healthy for as long as she has too... And then after that." This comment made Ryoko and Washu giggle behind their bottles as the speeder took off. Ayeka, not being fully regressed like Kiyone and Mihoshi, and not being pacified like Washu and Ryoko, was horrified about the situation. A trained medical professional couldn't tell they weren't babies from a cursory glance. At that point, what could be done? Would they be babies forever? What would happen to Sasami? What would Tenchi do without her? He'd find someone else, and everyone except her mother, Misaki, would forget she ever existed! As this thought crept into her mind, Ayeka cried loudly until the arms of her carseat shoved a baby bottle into her mouth. She began drinking it tearfully. Ayeka was desperate to leave yet had no way out. By the time the five were brought back to N4-N1 and their nursery, Mimi and Kiki napped in their buggies while Washu stretched as best as she could. If she only had half an hour a day, she needed her arms ready the minute she was put in a bouncer. She was then put into her buggy while Ryoko and Ayeka were put in theirs. Ryoko yawned and went to sleep. Ayeka fretted and worried until the lullabies compelled her to go to sleep too, and she dreamed of being Ryoko's baby, terrifying Ayeka to her core. A few days after the checkup, Kiyone was still very much Kiki, and Washu only seemed to be using her laptop for only a short time once a day as well as being much pudgier than before. As such, Ayeka could only watch in alarm as Kiyone and Mihoshi were in their bouncers with the others and giggling. Ryoko was bouncing around too while sucking on her pacifier, and Washu was wasting time bouncing around every minute or so despite being the only one who can save them inspite of her chubby state, and she had the nerve to giggle about it while every moment that passed brought them closer to ending up like Mihoshi and Kiyone! "I'm gonna win!" Ryoko told Ayeka, instantly distracting her as she grinned antagonistically behind her pacifier. Ayeka was getting more and more annoyed with Ryoko's juvenile attitude. They should focused on getting out and instead, Washu was playing on her computer, Kiyone and Mihoshi had fully become the babies Mommy thought they were, and Ryoko was acting like this was a vacation. Overcome with anger, Ayeka kicked Ryoko away from her. This caused Ryoko to bounce around for about five minutes until she hit Ayeka. Ayeka whimpered for a moment at the impact. The blow really hurt. "Hewwo 'Mandy.'" Ryoko said in a tone that allowed everyone but "Mimi" and "Kiki" to know she was fully aware of herself, still. When Ayeka's seat stopped moving around from the impact with Ryoko, she ended up sitting there helplessly as she was desperate to escape. As such, Ayeka pinched Ryoko in the bicep. This made Ryoko begin wailing and crying as Ayeka's eyes widened in horror as she realized what was coming. She tried to escape, but the bouncer just bounced around with every movement Ayeka made. "Mama!!" Ryoko sobbed as Leona quickly arrived. "Mandy huwting me again!" Leona picked Ayeka up out of the bouncer and pulled down her diapers. This time, she used a wooden paddle to spank Ayeka, going faster and harder with every strike. This also made Ayeka cry more and more as her resolve seemed to melt away. "Wet me go!" Ayeka sobbed. "I pwomife I be good! I pwomife!!" The spankings only got worse as Ryoko and Washu giggled at the sight. Washu then went back to her laptop, she needed as much time to work as she could get, and Kiyone and Mihoshi just bounced around, squealing with delight. Ryoko just watched grinning at Ayeka being brought down a few dozen pegs. She didn't know how much longer she would be here, but seeing Ayeka get spanked like this made it all worthwhile. A few weeks later, Ayeka sat in her bouncer looking glum while Ryoko continued playacting as a baby, shaking a pacifier and babbling incoherently and as chubby as Kiyone. Ayeka looked at Washu on her other side. She was typing commands onto her laptop while smiling to herself and having developed the same level of bodyfat as Ryoko and Kiyone. On Washu's other side were Kiyone and Mihoshi, still fully infantilized and believing that they were Kiki and Mimi respectively. The most significant change was that Mihoshi now had the same body type as everyone else, having the appearance of a giant baby with her breasts dwarfed by her gut and her babyish fat all over her body. Alarmed by this, Ayeka was desperate to escape but was annoyed that the one person who could help was behaving exactly like Kiki and Mimi. No, wait! She meant Kiyone and Mihoshi! Desperate to prove that she was still Princess Ayeka of Planet Jurai and not Baby Amanda of Gigante Fellini, she grabbed Ryoko's rattle out of her hand and moved to hit her. "Mama!!" Ryoko yelled before Ayeka immediately gave the rattle back as Mommy came up. "Me wuv you." Mommy smiled warmly before picking Ryoko and Ayeka up and putting them in their buggies. N4-N1 put Kiyone and Mihoshi into their buggies as well before Mommy picked up Washu and put her in her buggy. Mommy then kissed all their foreheads before she walked out of the room, and N4-N1 shut down for the night. "Good night, girls." Mommy said as she turned off the lights and lullabies began playing. "I love you all." Mommy then closed the door as Ayeka began blinking, her month in the nursery already having trained her to feel sleepy when the lullabies started. She turned to Ryoko, who was still awake and looking at Washu, who had gone back to her laptop again, which was odd since she only used it when they were on the bouncers, still only once a day in Washu's case. Kiyone and Mihoshi, however, were already fast asleep and sucking on their mitten covered thumbs. "Wook." Ayeka said, hoping to appeal to whatever sense of maturity Ryoko had, if any. "We gotta go. We have to get back to Fafami and Wyo-Ohki." "We wiww." Ryoko said, smiling eagerly with her toothless mouth. "When?" Ayeka asked disbelievingly. "Now." Washu said. Washu's laptop disappeared, and a wormhole opened. Out of it came five baby buggies that all carried one of the girls as they looked now. Ryoko's double, Ricoco, was fast asleep and hugging a plushie designed after Ryo-Ohki. Ayeka's own double, Amanda, was fast asleep, holding a rattle in her hand like a scepter. Kiki and Mimi looked perfectly like Kiyone and Mihoshi at that moment. Ayeka couldn't believe her eyes, especially since their buggies headed for the wormhole. "Me have wab cwone baby uf." Washu said. "Now Mommy happy, and we fwee." "What about Kiyone and Mihofi?" Ayeka asked. As they passed through the wormhole and ended up back in the nursery section of Stork Industries, Kiyone and Mihoshi woke up and looked around. Kiyone saw the change of scenery and immediately recognized the bizarre ascetics of Washu's lab in the distance. She giggled happily along with an equally restored Mihoshi. "We home!!" Kiyone yelled. "Yay!!" Mihoshi yelled too. "Now what?" Washu was about to take off her glove to snap her fingers and return everything to normal, when one of the nursery's mechanical arms pulled her arm down. Ayeka tried to climb out and see what was happening, but before she could even get her legs up, the arms of her buggy swaddled her in the blanket she was laying on. Kiyone and Mihoshi were wrapped up too, much to everyone's alarm. Ryoko tried to fly out of her buggy when a clamp from the back of the buggy grabbed Ryoko by the waist and slammed her back onto the buggy, face first where the arms of her buggy began spanking her diapered butt, making her wail and cry just like when she was on the belt. "Naughty, naughty." Mechanical Misaki said as she rolled forward on an electric unicycle that replaced her previously nonexistent lower half. "Mustn't fly off in a dangerous place. Especially during nap time. Mommy Misaki's babies need their sleep." "Uh-oh..." Ayeka said, remembering her concussed statements to the robotic imitation of her mother, which clearly broke it. "Good night babies." Mechanical Misaki said as Ryoko's spanking stopped, and she was swaddled like the others, and the music played, directly from where the bonnets covered their ears. "You’re gonna be Mommy's little babies forever and ever." To be continued...

Nopes This mine. Mwa ha ha Nopes This mine. Mwa ha ha

Well I’m at a crossroads in my life.  I seem to have strayed away from my enjoyment of my diapers.  It’s been several months now and I seem to really not want them anymore.   From time to time I’ll put one on buts it’s not often maybe once a month. A few weeks ago I threw away around 30 diapers I had in my dresser all were nru str8ups.   But I kept my 8 unopened bags down stairs.  My crossroads is Tykables now has in stock all my colors diapers I use to love so so much in stock.   Do I order them and just hope my love comes back and hopefully back even stronger. Or do I just let this flame fade away.   I’ve always wanted to be in them 24/7 I’m one who would do what I had to do to become incontinent.  As soon as I had any feeling to pee I would instantly relax and go.  When I needed to poop same thing plus I would multiple times a day just keep straining to try to weeken my muscle back there plus I’d put a dildo up my bum sit on it and strain as hard as I could for several minutes.  That was my normal plus all the suppositories and enemas if use constantly as well.   But it seems to have faded away.   So as I said I’m at a crossroads do I buy and hope I get back to that or do I let it flame out.