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That is the perfect state to be in. Treated as disabled by people because of incontinence.  I always tell hotels they should protec5 the bed when I book and so many automatically put me in the handicapped access room.

Great chapter. Hazel, I feel like she’s still close to doing something to greatly upset the Queen, justified or not. Leo is just trying to do what needs to till he’s old enough to have more Prince responsibilities so he feels good about himself and his duty to his kingdom while also being able to get out of doing anything with his sisters, especially the newest addition. It’s just the stage he is at in his life. Though he might not see or understand what he’s seeing, or feeling, but he’s quickly growing past this stage and one day when he’s older he will long for these times.    the newest Nanny, I swear she needs to be put on, either a demerit system or other disciplinary system to help train her to be more competent or demote her to doing something better suited to her skills and temperament. Honestly I don’t think being a Nanny, especially to a Little or at least a Royal Little, is her calling. I’m not sure what’s her problem, it could just be that she’s nervous due to her proximity to royalty. A darker explanation is that she’d been harshly punished by someone whenever she made even the slightest mistake. Either a parental figure in her childhood or a boss from earlier in her life. And with this being the diaper dimension, it could be assumed spankings and possibly diapers had been involved in those punishments. So her nervous tick I’ve seen here or there could be trauma and could be making her mess up more often. 

Hey everyone! Nothing really to report this time. My job is still long and stressful and time consuming, but I’m making it through. I’ll keep these chapters coming as quickly as I can without too much sleep deprivation. And, as a reminder, there is another poll out. Links and story possibilities can be found back in chapter 14. As a note, this poll will be shut down before the posting of my final chapter where the decision will be announced. Now… last but not least and as usual, I hope everyone enjoys this next chapter of my story! Chapter 19: Here For the Subtleties… If They Stick Around Addy was often asked what the difference was between her and any other Big rolling about on the edge of town or down the sidewalk or even through the park with their Little. Some days, even she had to admit that there was a fine line, but others… she knew the answer. It was the deliberate way they did things and the subtleties that followed. For example, take diapers. Now, for most Littles, they’ll likely end up in them at some point. Maybe only for a day when some evil conservative Big breaks protocol and forces their ways onto the poor little thing and in less than five minutes they are diapered just because… but they still are diapered. So, for most Bigs, or even a few Middles, diapering a Little comes into play because either their beliefs about Littles will force them or because the Little genuinely has an accident. Yes, that accident could be from the environment, hypnosis, surgery, drugs, or even time manipulation such as messing with the clocks, but it’s still an accident and beyond the Little’s control. They are a Little not in control and the Big is. End of discussion. The end. Nothing more noted and the Little’s fate is sealed… maybe forever. For nurses at Psyche, or at least these days with those who actually followed protocols, however, diapers could serve many purposes. When Katrina and Oliver both started wetting themselves, the padding was more for protection than anything else admittedly. Addy though, relying on her experience and schooling and looking at the long term, also knew they served as a sort of psychological trigger for the Littles. It was a loss of something so basic in their lives. For many Littles, it could be the proverbial first domino to fall. Already, Katrina, for example, was showing signs of maybe wanting a comfort item… especially after Addy discovered a bit of a messy accident one morning. Katrina was mortified and Addy was comforting, but the diaper not only kept her bedding clean, but it also served as a measure of control, of comfort that she didn’t leak, and reassurance that Katrina was in fact right where she needed to be in a thick diaper without fail now. Deliberate actions with almost everything they did. The end result might be the same as every other Big and Little dynamic out there, but the why and the path getting there was very different. Addy enjoyed things like that. The subtleties made her feel good about herself, especially these days with both Oliver and Katrina seeming to advance in front of her traditional schedule for Psyche Littles that fell under her watch in the past. For example, Cara was in diapers her last month in Psyche, but she probably could have handled potty training without too many ill effects until the last week… especially before she had been kidnapped. Katrina and Oliver though were now both back in diapers and showing more signs of Littlehood each day. It warmed Addy’s heart, but she also felt a pain there of responsibility for the two that only came with seeming them fail so often and drop back to another level. When in the news there are dozens of stories about Bigs who regress their Littles, it’s hard not to make a connection. At the party, with the three nurses from elsewhere in Libertalia and then the comments by Mr. Bouras and Mr. Allen… Addy still felt a little down about the whole thing almost a week later. The one thing that kept her afloat though was seeing those differences between her and the traditional Bigs out there. She felt the guilt of her care over her Littles. She wanted them to thrive and be happy. She wanted them to make an informed decision at the end of their contracts and decide to stay or go back to Earth. She wanted them to have that option and have a good life no matter what. No ego. No vanity. No agenda. Just their happiness. And one of the ways she knew she could get them to be ever happier with their new lives… a field trip. Bridging the gap between two large cities, Addy and the others often planned little outings for their Littles to have a little fun… but to also assess their progress and maybe push an event or two. One year, at the natural history museum in New Columbia, one Little got so entranced by the elephant in the lobby that they ignored the need to go potty… at least until it was too late. Public and in tears, the Little hardly ever questioned being diapered after. A moment of cruelty on their part perhaps, but the Little accepted their diapers willingly afterward, and the field trip had been the main catalyst. One day of fun and an outing later and it was over. No fighting. No depression down the road. Just acceptance and a smile as they waddled out with an elephant stuffy wrapped tightly in their arms as a gift for their good behavior during the whole thing. “Five minutes!” Cassie yelled, trying to get Robin’s hair into the last of its bunches… something that was getting harder every day as the Little continually liked to squirm around now that she was no longer paralyzed on one side of her body. “Five minutes until we’re in the van and gone!” Addy looked around and panicked for a moment when she couldn’t find her massive diaper bag. Normally, she would bring two… one for Oliver and one for Katrina. Today though, half the items that she might need would be carried in the communal bag that one of the teen volunteers would cart around for them in between assisting where needed. Psyche had also learned that the benefits of multi groups going at the same time would be beneficial as the more regressed could rope in the less regressed Littles into various activities to help along their journey. Two problems quicky arose though. First, the older Littles might want to see different animals or exhibits based on their mentalities. Also, if there was a problem, the older Littles could be put off immediately… like by a sudden dirty diaper on the Little that just tried to convince them that panda bears are the best. Not the most convincing argument. Also, as Addy scrambled up the last of the supplies into the diaper bag, with the single group now, she was grateful that she only really had to look out for Katrina and Oliver. Considering that both were in diapers and also starting to lose some of their adult sensibilities, it was already going to be challenging enough. Plus, as she looked over her shoulder at one particular Little, she knew problems were sure to arise. “Come on, Xander,” Cassie tried to coax her angry and heavily reluctant Little once again out from under his moody and deathly stare at everyone else from the corner of the room. “You need to put your shoes on before we go.” Xander only pouted and crossed his arms more defiantly. Cassie let out an audible sigh at his continued resistance. Even the hardest of Littles would start to break at this point to some degree, and everyone could see the cracks in Xander starting to form… just not the full breakage yet. So unfortunately, it meant he was embarrassed, scared, and above all, pissed at this whole world now. For Cassie, it sadly only meant more work… but she was also clever. “Oh? Maybe… hmmm.” She acted a little in confusion as she tapped her chin before smiling. “Does someone maybe need a little help putting on their shoes? I could always get the big boy Velcro sneakers like that Oliver’s wearing today.” Her eyes drifted over to Oliver, currently pacing around and talking to Jacob about the latest episode of Adventure Sam. “I could even get you one’s that light up! Wouldn’t that be cool?” It was enough of a push for the brooding Little, and not a second later, with frustration and more than a cute amount of panic in his face, Xander snatched his tennis shoes away and plopped down to put them on. “Don’t even think about it…” Cassie knew not to say a word to him and only nodded, or else risk a tantrum, but as she turned away, she shot a quick smile at Addy. The two knew that not only had she won, but currently, Xander looked every bit the Little as he sat with his legs splayed out in front of him. His hair was dark and covered part of his face moodily and his clothing was still edgy, but there was just something about him these days that said he was more playing dress-up in those clothes rather than any macho look head had originally hoped to achieve. Xander, the big tough former criminal around the facility, was being erased with each little action of a Little that he gave into. Addy didn’t always like erasing a Little’s past, but for Xander, she would make an exception. “Alright, let’s head out!” Dr. Halgen finally announced, slinging her purse over her shoulder. “The van’s now outside and everyone should be on it in the next two minutes!” It was a tight deadline, but Addy was aware that more time spent mulling about in the facility and not on the road also meant more time for a Little to get into a fight or maybe want to change their clothes, or for a few of the more regressed, need a diaper change. Fortunately, though, for today, Addy, Cassie, and Erin all managed to gather up their Littles and herd them into the van as quickly as they could. Two by two by two Littles with the three rows each accessible and already equipped with the six required booster seats and the one empty seat for each nurse. Like so many other things at Psyche, it was another test. Katrina, Oliver, Jacob, and Robin got in just fine. Xander and Ella didn’t. “But I don’t wanna sit in there!” Ella protested, stomping her foot on the pavement outside the van as all others watched her. “It’s for babies!” She wasn’t exactly wrong, but her display wasn’t making her unspoken argument that she was an ‘adult’ any more convincing. As Addy viewed her tantrum, she was just grateful that Katrina and Oliver hadn’t uttered so much as a peep when she buckled them in. Practiced as she was, she made sure to give each a subtle and discreet diaper pat. For them, it was her making sure they wouldn’t leak, but for Addy, she made sure to do it to reinforce the idea that they needed a little more help. Diapers and car seats or booster seats didn’t necessarily correlate, but to a Little subconsciously, the loss of one status meant the gain of so many others associated with Littlehood. In this case, not fussing when they were put in a booster seat. “Ella…” Erin walked up to her Little with a stern but practiced reserved look on her face and crouched down. “Come on now. You’re too small, according to our laws, to sit without one. It’s nothing more than that, okay?” Ella glanced over at the booster seats but then quickly shook her head. Erin frowned for a moment, but she was a good nurse… especially at this stage with her Littles. Only pausing for a moment, she leaned in and whispered. Standing where she was, Addy could just make out what Erin was saying. “Sweetie… are you worried people are going to see you as more of a Little because your diaper is already wet?” It was said with sympathy and understanding but it didn’t badger about… just going straight to the point. It was a risky strategy for some Littles, but Erin also likely knew that Ella and Jacob weren’t the types to quibble. So, predictably, Ella just nodded her head as her lower lip began to quiver. Erin leaned back and smiled but still kept her more hushed tone. “That’s okay, honey. That’s why they’re there. And…” Erin backed away for a moment and dropped her eyes to the Little’s skirtalls. “I don’t see anything you need to be worried about. You should be good until we get there and then we can fix it then. No problems at all, and I promise… this doesn’t make you anymore of a baby, okay?” Ella looked back at the others for a moment before quickly nodding. From her brief but halted jolt towards Erin, it was clear she wanted a hug. Being the self-conscious Little that she was though, and her confidence likely bottoming out lately, even if it would make her feel better, she held back. Erin could obviously tell and instead opted for a lingering hand hold. Contact and connection but no outward displays of childish affection. And being the smart caregiver that she was, also knew that a handhold could be easily passed off as nothing more than helping her Little up in the van. Small moves, but once again, deliberate. A normal Big would have performed a diaper check, hugged their Little, and then hoisted them up into the van, likely exposing their diaper to the world. Faster and easier perhaps, but the Little would either be wrecked emotionally or would want to lash out in anger for the added humiliation. Instead, the bond of trust and appreciation was only furthered between Erin and Ella. Nothing today, but maybe something to help them out in the future… say when Erin might offer her a stroller instead of Ella getting overly tired after a full day of play. It was just one of the many reasons that the Psyche program worked so well. And as for Xander… Cassie was smart as well, but for him… her approach was a little more militaristic. “Xander…” Her words were short and like a whip cracking in the air. There was something else about them that implied ‘or else,’ but it was unspoken, allowing the Little to assess their next move without too much force. Xander, seemingly having taken a step or two back in his maturity and self-reliance and confidence and bravado, groaned. “Yeah, yeah…” He hopped up in the van as well and buckled his own straps. Cassie flashed some anger at that but made a show of force still by tightening him in and then scooting forcefully closer to him on the edge. Addy had sat gently next to Oliver and Erin kept holding Ella’s hand for added comfort, but Cassie’s move showed authority to a Little determined to keep his own. It might have been a fight if either had pushed more, but instead, it was just jurisdictional overwatch by one and accepting indignance by the other. Likely to everyone’s relief, the van ride wasn’t that long. Being on the north side of New Columbia, the zoo was easily accessible by one of their old roadways. In the city’s limits but perched surrounded by a peaceful neighborhood and not within sight of really any government building, the place held an almost quiet and dignified look. Separated from politics yet bolstered by so many tax dollars at play, it held an odd position. Catering to the masses, it remained ever popular… especially with the local Bigs and their Littles. And that was why Addy loved coming here with her groups. Closed for a moment during Patrick’s time, she instead took him on a hike on one of his ‘off’ days. But the zoo was so much better for Psyche’s purposes. Not only did Littles get to see the wonders of nature here and the differences between Earth and this dimension, was that any scenario could be accommodated here without too much incident. For example, coming with their admission, there were several tours and mini demonstrations with the animals that were specifically catered towards Littles and even portal Littles. Seeing Xander already starting to act independent and unruly, she assume he likely wouldn’t attend any of them today but seeing Katrina and Oliver nearly drool over seeing just the large sculptures of their lions as they entered, she knew right where they were headed. “But what about the others?” Katrina asked, quickly taking Addy’s hand as a Big nearly flattened her not looking where they were going. “I’m sure we’ll see them later,” Addy predicted. “Let’s attend this exhibit first and then we can check with the others. Besides… you can see bears everywhere. Not everywhere you can see an Allpamell.” “An Al… a what?” Oliver questioned, looking back at Addy like she just had a stroke or something. Addy merely smiled and turned him back around as one of the zookeepers approached. “Good morning, everybody!” she greeted warmly to the audience made up of mostly Littles and their Bigs. It only took a second to notice how regressed most of them were. “Good morning, miss zookeeper!” several shouted back together in unison, a clear mark of most having come here before. “Oh!” She clutched her chest and smiled. “I guess we have a lot of returners here. Let’s see…” She scanned the audience before focusing on one Little in particular. “Ah! What about you? What’s your name, sweetheart?” The Little, once so bouncy and joyous, quickly clammed up. “B… Benny?” Several of the Bigs gave a light amused snort at that, including the zookeeper. “Aww, well good to meet you, Benny. I saw you joined in with my introduction. Tell me… how many time have you come here?” The Little counted on his fingers for a moment but then paused after passing his third digit. Switching back and forth between his ring and pinky finger, he finally snapped back to the woman he was with. After a quick nod from her though, Benny snapped back and held up his fully open hand. “Dis many!” “Oh? Wow! Five whole times!” she announced, almost seeming like a precaution if Benny didn’t know the number himself… or any of the rest of the audience didn’t either. “You must know so much then!” Benny merely blushed and squirmed and the zookeeper smiled. “Well… I just might need to use you to help me out today.” Likely seeing that Benny had enough, especially as he hugged his caterpillar stuffy tightly, the zookeeper backed off and addressed her audience entirely now. “Well, welcome everyone, if it’s your first time or your tenth! My name is Wendy and I’m here to talk about…” She then pulled down a curtain showing off a large diagram of what looked like a large ape. “The Allpamell!” Some clapped. Some seemed too in awe over what they were seeing… even if it was just a picture. Addy made sure to keep a close eye on Katrina and Oliver the whole time though. While she enjoyed these presentations as well, she knew that in a second, a new animal to either could send them over the edge at this point. It was one thing to see a flamingo nearly twice the size they were usually back on Earth, but an entirely other to see a completely new animal that was even taller than the Big looking after you was. “Now, today, I’m going to introduce you to our very own, but for now, let’s talk about the species in general.” She pointed to a map of Libertalia. “First, they live in the forests and mountains all the way from Columbia in the west to Lygonia in the east. Largely believed to just be a myth or a tall tale, our experts finally confirmed their existence about 100 years ago… about 22 years after the Great War finally ended. We likely believe that one of the northern campaigns during the war unfortunately eroded much of their natural habitat and forced them down from the high peaks where they usually lived in peace.” Many seemed very sad about that. “But it’s okay!” Wendy quickly shot back, trying to keep her audience happy and engaged. “Since our discovery of them, we ensure that not only are their homes protected, but that it is now a crime to force them from their homes or even hunt them. Many zoos now have specific policies in place to keep them safe… which brings us to our main man today… Chief!” “Chief?” one Little questioned in the back. Wendy smiled and nodded. “That’s right. “He comes to us all the way from northern Dakota. He was caught in a bear trap and nearly tore off his own leg trying to escape. Fortunately, park rangers there were rapidly on the scene and not only saved his life, but his leg as well. Now, he’s ours to show you all.” She took a step forward and made sure to lower her voice. “Now… he’s a little shy, so when he comes out, try to keep from yelling or screaming at him… okay?” Several of the Littles only nodded their heads in anticipation and nervous acknowledgment. Smirking slightly, Wendy came over to the final curtain, the one covering up most of the wall behind her and then pulled hard on the rope above her. In a second, the curtain parted and showed ‘Chief.’ Katrina stifled a shriek while Oliver looked on with glassy and wonderous eyes. “Wow…” Addy couldn’t help but smile at her two Littles as she placed her hands on their shoulders for a little comfort… something Katrina immediately squeezed back on. In front of them was ‘Chief.’ Dragging his knuckles on the ground every few steps, his dark matted fur lay sparse around parts of his immense and muscle-bound form. His dark eyes looked back from beyond the class and his simian nose flared and puffed out a large blast of air. Each step from his massive feet that he took nearly seemed to shake his whole enclosure.   “As you can see, Chief is likely closest to what you Earthers all might call ‘Bigfoot’ or ‘Sasquatch.’ Instead, here, his species is very real.” Wendy walked closer and there almost seemed to be an immediate beyond between her and Chief. “Weighing a little over 1600 pounds and standing a hair over 14 feet, he might be a little scary but trust me… Chief is just a big softie deep down.” After that, several of the Littles were allowed to approach the glass and gawk and the behemoth before them. Even compared to a Big, who height rarely exceeded 11 feet, Chief was enormous at his over 14-foot height. More scarily to most of the Littles though, Wendy also noted that Chief was just ‘average.’ Not short, but not even closest to the largest they had recorded so far. And it was at that point that Katrina began to squirm around. Oliver was utterly fascinated, but Addy could spot a potential problem in a Little from a mile off. So, in trying to be mindful of both her Littles, she calmly stayed with Katrina at the edge of the seating and then allowed Oliver to go over, ask a few questions, and mindlessly gawk in wonder at Chief. And once again, it was the subtleties that mattered to Addy. A normal Big would have either chastised Katrina for being ‘too scared’ and wasting their time, or to Oliver who was far too engaged and interested in something like an Allpamell. But Addy wasn’t like them and knew both reactions to Chief were wonderful. Katrina stayed by her side, now clinging to her arm after Chief edged toward the glass. Oliver though, without a single care, went up and gazed at the wonder before him, oblivious to the fact that he was clearly diapered now or that other Bigs were cooing over his outfit showing off several safari animals. He was just happy, and for Addy, that’s what really mattered. Still, she didn’t want to deal with a leaky diaper from the nerves no doubt pouring into it, so after a moment, she gathered Oliver and Katrina up and headed to the next exhibit. While the National Zoo had hundreds of different types of animals, Addy also knew to stick to the crowd and Little pleasers. Also, checking her phone and watch, she knew that others from their class were gathering next to the elephant house. Standing in a wide field and flanked by a long pathway, the elephant house was themed in two styles: one for India and one for Alkebulan… the two areas their elephants came from and were so prominently displayed outside today. With the weather warming up, the elephants in both enclosures were happily bathing themselves or eating from a nearby hanging food bin. “How are your ones holding up?” Cassie asked Addy as the two watched their Littles stare and point at the elephants as an arc of water sprayed up into the sky… except for Xander, who was standing off on his own and trying desperately not to watch the animals in front of him. Addy only smiled at that defiance. “Good. Really good. Just saw the Allpamell at the special exhibit. I’m pretty sure that Katrina piddled away half the time, but I nearly had to rip Oliver away from the enclosure.” “Hmmm…” Cassie seemed to swirl the notion around in her head. “If that’s the case, then I might suggest avoiding the bat cave. Xander insisted… and I actually think he got into things, but… it’s a cave. Dark and all, and…” She winced as she looked down at Robin. “Well… one Little came out screaming and crying after five minutes.” “Oh no.” Addy looked over at Robin, and while her cheeks seemed a little puffy, the smile on her face seemed to show that she had no worries whatsoever anymore. The fact that both Oliver and Katrina were so engaged with her didn’t seem to hurt matters either. “At least she seems happy now.” Cassie nodded. “Yes. Just… one Little is good and the other…” Her quick gesture to Xander was quickly noted. “Another one seems to be upset. It’s like it’s some rule between them now.” “True, but maybe… and this is just me, but maybe go with the one who listens to you more often and follows your rules?” Addy proposed. “Just saying… could be like a reward. Could even sway the… other one.” Other one. Cassie nodded at the insinuation. Nowadays, at Psyche, one could just mention those two words, and everyone would know who you were talking about. Like another exhibit, Xander was now merely observed, commented on, and if at all possible, avoided or else risk a verbal slew of curses, groans, huffs, or just flat-out ignorance to whatever you just said. He was a problem… just not one anyone could do a thing about… yet. At least that was Addy’s deepest hope for the sake of Psyche in the next month. Still, she continued to idly chat with Cassie and then a few of the moms and dads of the Littles who amicably greeted the three still laughing over the elephants’ silly antics. Addy and the other nurses never waffled about who they were. They were nurses helping Littles. More than that didn’t need to be said for most Bigs and everyone just continued along like the Littles were truly their own. Addy got an uneasy feeling at one point, and she checked her watch and nudged Cassie to take them to the next exhibit. Having done this before, they knew they could get about three large exhibits in before snack time and then a nap or some quiet interactions. Despite the Littles not being fully regressed at this point, they were still small and they needed to replace their energy levels like any other Little. “Robin! What noise does a monkey make?” Cassie asked as they entered the gorilla and the rest of the ape enclosures, taking up about 10% of the zoo in total between the habitats and the walkway overhead some of the chimpanzees used to swing from place to place. “Ooh-ooh-ooh!” she mimicked, even crouching a little and mocking any monkey cartoon she had seen on TV. Adventure Sam was really great about things like that, and only Dr. Tracey seemed to take issue with the show all about exploring and animals. Cassie smiled and gave her a quick hug… especially when Xander looked at her with such disdain. It was a moment of tension, but one quickly brushed off when first Katrina gave her a wide smile and invited her to watch the apes inside in complete amusement… and then even further when two of the gorillas started at each other. “Look at them go!” Oliver remarked before the others like he was watching some sumo wrestling event. “Eh…” Xander said dismissively from his secluded spot on the opposite side of the viewing area. “I’ve seen better before.” Oliver, Katrina, and Robin… and even a few other nearby Littles, all turned back to him in annoyance and skepticism. “Yeah right…” Katrina popped first, quickly looking back at the other apes mingling about. “There’s nothin’ cooler than this. And on Earth… never saw a zoo before.” It might have been a moment of sympathy for Katrina. Zoos were rare in the more rural communities and had really only started to make a comeback in cities about 15 years prior due to how many species had been affected by Earth’s wars and fallout in the decades prior to first contact with the portals. Instead, Xander seemed to take it solely as a challenge to his authority. “Big whoop. A bunch of apes fighting and hugging and running and swinging around…” he got up from his slouch against the wall and slank over to the trio. “Besides… half the time they’re just shitting themselves…” His breath nearly tickled the ears of both Cassie and Robin as he inserted himself right behind the two and pressed against the glass. “Not unlike some others I know, right?” “Do not!” Robin shot back quickly. She was fighting a losing battle and Addy knew from Cassie’s reports that it would likely be any day now… but it seemed like a large gulf to her most likely in defending herself. Katrina, however, remained suspiciously silent. Of course, Addy knew that she had started to wake up with some stains in her diapers… and even a few ‘mush tush’ incidents as well when she came to check on her. It had been a sore spot for her as at least wetting was discreet if padded. An accident in your diapers there was humiliating but quickly absorbed, and with all the smells going on, almost unnoticeable to anyone around you. Messing though… very obvious and noticeable. Xander, unfortunately, noticed and quickly homed in on her like a predator zooming in on lunch. “Oh! Looks like I got that one right, huh? I was just guessin’, but… seems like a hole in one to me.” He leaned in and Katrina winced and bloomed in humiliation. “Isn’t that right…?” He paused and smirked. “Baby.” Like a shot to her heart, Katrina yelped, and almost acting like her older brother, Oliver pulled her away and gave her a hug right into his shoulder. “That’s enough, Xander.” Xander backed up and outstretched his arms, almost seeming like he was looking for a fight. “Wha’cha gonna do about it… diaper baby?” Oliver rolled his eyes as he rubbed Katrina’s back. “Whatever dude. Just go back to sulking in the corner. We’re actually trying to enjoy ourselves here today.” He then turned back to the gorillas with Katrina. For Xander, once again, he took it as an insult. “Don’t you turn your back on me!” Xander shouted, pulling Oliver back and viewing him with such hatred and animosity. His breathing was labored and his fists were clenched. “Knock it off!” Oliver shouted, trying to shrug off his attack. Xander yelled and from the sidelines, Addy could only look on in panic. She looked to Cassie for help, but Cassie only remained calm oddly enough and pushed a button on her watch. Sensing Addy’s confusion, she held up a single finger. “Hold and wait. Protect the others, but let them go…” Addy was confused. ‘Why isn’t she doing anything? Protect the others? From what? What is happening? What don’t I know?’ Addy needed answers and while she did flank the other Littles in the crowd and pologize quietly to the Bigs… all her worries were soon erased. “Xander Beating!” Dr. Halgen roared. “You will stop right this instance, young man!” Her voice bellowed through the observation hall and even several of the apes either seemed afraid of her or outright amused as they hollered behind their glass enclosures. Xander, on seeing her, quickly relaxed and unloosed his fists. In an instant, he tried to convey a sly but easy-going smile. “I was just playin’, doc. Nothing more.” Dr. Halgen didn’t seem to take that bait for even a second. “Right. And I’m sure everyone here will confirm that.” Xander hesitated for only a moment, and it was all the time she needed. Reaching into her coat pocket, she pulled out a single device. One handle, a trigger of sorts on the underside and then on the top, two strange circles on one side and a screen on the other. Pressing a few buttons, Dr. Halgen smiled back at Xander. “Now… we can do this the hard way…” She seemed to gesture to the device. “Or… the easy way.” Given the choice, Xander frowned and snarled. “Fuck that.” Without any hesitation, he bolted… but his Littleness was showing. Old, original Xander… especially before the Alzheimer’s, would have had the room clocked. All security guards and their routines and their equipment and anything in the sky and at least three exits… even if that meant busting through a glass window. Today, he didn’t do any of that. Either from a lack of care anymore or something deeper, but ten seconds after he bolted, six other Bigs blocked his way. Groaning, he dropped to the floor and went through the legs of one of them. “Catch that Little!” one Big shouted. But it wasn’t necessary. Dr. Halgen might have been on the outs with the current board, and she might have had a few too many mixed drinks at night mourning her loss of position in the next few months, but she was still the fierce head of Psyche in Crescentia for a reason. Xander’s hesitancy in his first block gave her just enough time to go behind the Bigs and be ready. All Addy saw at first was a flash. Rubbing her eyes, the next thing she saw was a near frozen Xander being held up by his armpits by Dr. Halgen, the device now re-holstered at her side. “Dr. Halgen! What was that?” Dr. Halgen smiled and readjusted Xander in her arms to carry him like an infant. “Oh… sorry Addy. This thing is my latest last measure. A gift from my former college roommate. Works at Diamond Technologies. Basically, cuts off certain nerve impulses in the body after being transmitted through the optic nerve. Super temperamental with some of the more extreme settings, but with this, Xander is basically just locked in. Can’t go anywhere… can you, sweetie?” Her babytalk to him must have excruciating for the former criminal. The room was absolutely stunned… none more so than Cassie and Addy, but both noted the time and quickly skedaddled to their next location, the food court. On the way, no one talked about what they had just witnessed, but inside, Addy was waging a fierce battle. ‘Shit. I love Dr. Halgen and she helped me so much, but that… gun. It was just so… extreme. No half measure… no subtleties…’ For Addy, she had seen one in one of the abuse cases she had worked out in Calidaforna. Highly illegal, but the Bigs kept their Littles docile with a numbing ray. A nerve blocker on steroids, it stopped most higher functions. Most of those Littles barely could drool, let alone think by the time she arrived on the scene. And now with Dr. Halgen… and here of all places. It was legal and it was Xander after all… but it just felt wrong to her. But brushing it off for the sake of Oliver and Katrina, Addy sat down with them and Cassie and Robin, and then all got their prepackaged snacks, handed out by a volunteer from Psyche stationed at the food court. Nurses and Littles had the option to buy from the actual vendor there, but most knew that Littles food tended to be spiked, and considering the Psyche food was tasty and free, the nurses usually turned it down as well. For Katrina and Robin, it was the usual fair, but for Oliver, he had an extra special drink. “Do I have to?” he asked, a tiny whine behind his words as he viewed the sippy cup before him. Addy nodded and held the sippy cup closer to him. “Yes, Oliver. You need to do this still. And… it’s either the sippy cup, or…” she looked around and saw that no one was watching, so she lightly tapped her chest, “…something a little more from the tap.” “I…” Oliver paused and blushed at least three shades of red. “No, no… the sippy cup.” He was resigned to his fate still, his cancer barely clinging on now, but that didn’t make some of these moments any less embarrassing. For Addy, as she handed him the sippy cup but also making sure to keep a very close eye on him, she knew that he would likely almost be done with his medical need for her milk anymore. He was getting stronger every day… but there were now other concerns she was facing. First up, the immediate results. For Oliver, that meant usually a sluggish state about halfway through a feed and almost always a wet diaper soon after. And, right on cue, Addy had to pull him close to her as he barely nursed the end of the sippy cup in his hazy state. Second though, were the more long-term results. Incontinence, possible mental changes, attachment to her, but more importantly in this case… addiction to her milk. A known factor, most Littles rarely weaned themselves off once they got a taste. Yes, there were substitutes a plenty out there, but most still had the same effects and did nothing to stop the addiction. Most Bigs simply didn’t care. So, as Addy held onto Oliver tight as he guzzled the last of her bottled milk, his eyes nearly closed now, she made a brief mental note to test out just how addicted he was within the next week. Likely, he was stuck with her milk for the foreseeable future… but being the Big that she was, she also knew she had to try. But all those factors with one Little, was likely why her mind was so set in stone about the notion… and why her heart nearly dropped when she heard a frail little question next. “Could I have some?” Katrina asked suddenly, staring at Oliver’s now discarded sippy cup on the table. “You…” The Big could scarcely believe her ears. It was one thing for a Little to be curious. After all, a new world plus lower inhibitions and a whole new experience as a Little just will generate curiosity if the Little still has any mind left. But for Addy, another Little addicted to her milk was a step too far. “No,” she nearly barked at her Little, causing her to jerk away back in her chair. Addy quickly saw and cursed herself for her reaction. “I’m sorry, honey. I just… this milk is special. Oliver needed it for his cure, but for you… you don’t want it… trust me.” Addy never liked to close a door on a Little all the way though. “Maybe another day, sweetie.” Katrina sat back in her chair, the very edge of her diaper just peaking out from underneath her denim skirt, low and likely soggy… but still good for another moment or two. “Okay…” Addy knew that ‘another day’ would never come under her watch, but she also knew that Katrina was far enough along that she would likely forget. Still, Addy saw Katrina in her half-resigned state and saw that Cassie had already taken off with Robin for a diaper change, not wanting to keep her in it too long and wanting desperately to take advantage of time here without Xander in the mix. So, wanting to get her Little to smile again, Addy knew what she needed to do. Clicking her watch, a volunteer soon approached them with a stroller and Addy smiled and thanked them. ‘With any luck, Oliver won’t know or just won’t care. Sleeping Littles are asleep for a reason and if I had to bet, he’s going to focus way more on his soggy diaper after his nap than in the ‘throne on wheels’ that he’ll wake up in.’ At least that’s what she told herself. So, with Oliver now securely strapped in and snoring away, Addy led Katrina over to the ‘small’ section. Mostly made up of the babies of several species, it also contained the animals that weren’t in the ‘Little’s area’ today… something they would be visiting soon enough. “So… which one do you think you like the most?” Addy asked Katrina, who still seemed a little distant post Addy’s immediate shutdown of her milk request earlier. “I… I dunno…” Katrina mumbled, seeming to pass from one exhibit in the hall to the next. Determined to see that smile, Addy showed her teacup pigs, squirrels, koalas, and baby panda bears. Nothing was working… until she saw the last furry critter. “Oh, Katrina… what do you think about this one?” Katrina nearly dragged herself over, but as soon as she saw the immense red bushy tail, her eyes lit up. Not only that, but a zookeeper had the critter out and was allowing other Littles to pet them. The Little whipped around and stared back at Addy with the widest eyes seemingly imaginable. “Can I? Can I please touch them, Addy? Please?” “Oh! Would you look at those eyes!” Addy grinned at the quick turnaround of her Little. Easy to anger and sadness but just as quick toward joy and pleasure. It was a package deal and with goal now checked, Addy of course nodded. “Go right ahead, honey. Just be careful and listen to the zookeeper.” Katrina nodded and hopped away. Ten minutes and about a dozen questions and forty pets later, Katrina returned, now trace of her previous rejection written anywhere on her face. For Addy, it was enough that they soon exited… and just in time for her to hear a single question. “What the…?” Oliver asked, his legs and arms sprawling out from inside the stroller. “Where…?” Addy stopped and peered in. “Hey there, sleepyhead. You were out cold and Katrina wanted to see some more animals. Just small cutesy ones.” She knew that shifting the reasoning to Katrina and then ensuring that Oliver wouldn’t care about what he missed, she wasn’t in the least bit surprised, when he just nodded. While she was crouched though, off to one side of the path, Addy snaked her hand into the snaps of his overalls today and felt his diaper. “Hmmm… yep. Just as a thought. One soggy critter on my hands, and…” Only a quick flash to Katrina told her all she needed to know. “Yep. Make that two Littles.” For Katrina, she was now in thicker diapers to contain her accidents. Possible for multiple wettings, they could swell considerably. Crouched as she was, Addy could make out a good thumb width of diaper now peaking beneath her skirt… Katrina seemingly totally unaware. Fortunately for all three involved, no one was messy. For Katrina, it was just business as usual now. For at least a week now, Addy had been changing here whenever she needed it… often to the point of slowly leaving the door open for another Little to look in her room or a changing stall. At first, Katrina fussed, but after a few conversations about ‘complaints only delaying the process further,’ she didn’t make another peep… even when Jacob caught sight of her exposed rear one time last Saturday. To both their relief, he never brought it up once. For Oliver though, Addy was much more cautious. As Katrina was switched out and placed inside the stroller, Addy pulled Oliver up to the changing table in the restroom. Fortunately, it was just two other women changing their Littles, and there was nothing scary or threatening about the room or the Bigs… but Addy could immediately tell that she needed to be extra nice and reassuring to her scared Little today. “That’s it, Oliver. Nice slow breaths.” Her words were slow, deliberate, and as gentle as possible. Addy knew these times were necessary but hard on the Little. It was a small leap in terms of a Little to do list to prepare them for the world, but for a Little, it was going from only your most trusted caregiver seeing you get changed from a vulnerable state to anyone looking in. It wasn’t a park bench… but it was still an emotionally grueling time. ‘Damn, do I wish he had a comfort item by now…’ Addy made a mental note of that as well. But her movements were steady and lightning fast. Today wasn’t about taking in her movements. Oliver didn’t need to feel the wipe or smell the scents for any longer than he had to. He was in a diaper already and he knew that he was both padded now and in the future, and at the moment, he was very soggy. All that was there. Today was just business… transactional going from one diaper state to another. Wet to dry. Nothing more. And as Addy taped up the last of his tapes, she quickly replaced his clothing and pulled him up into an immediate hug, noticing he had either been on the point of terms or just purely covering his face the whole time. “There, there, Oliver. No need to worry now. All done… all done. No one saw or cared. Just you getting clean and fresh. That’s all… but you’re my brave man. So strong…” Addy wasn’t sure if he believed her words or if she even did. On some level, yes, she did, but she also knew he was a Little and was growing into one more every day. So, brave, yes, but strong? It was a bit of a stretch even for her. But that was okay. Oliver was just a Little and Littles didn’t need to be strong under her care. With clean diapers and still full bellies, Addy made sure to take one last stop. It would be their last ‘official’ stop before heading toward the exit. She wished she could have more time, but her Littles needed dinners and the bus ride back wasn’t exactly short. So, she made sure to stop by the Little’s exhibit. Not featuring Littles like some Bigs joke, but it was a space specifically catered towards Earth Littles and their interactions with the animals’ native to these dimensions… most of which they would be familiar with. It wasn’t exotic, but that was the point. Familiar animals that were nearly twice the size gave every Little that truly small feeling while they were here. Addy was always amazed by the interaction… something they never questioned now looking huge. Food twice the size was always interesting… but take a bunny and place it next to them and is now twice the size? Priceless. Katrina nearly melted over the bunnies. “Oh! So fluffy!” The zookeeper quickly had to intervene to keep her from taking off with it. In the corner, Addy had to stifle her laugh over something so adorable. Other Littles interacted with some of the others from afar, like bears or horses, but Oliver… as curious as always, went right for the surprise. Area one was dedicated to feeding the animals. Katrina hopped there quickly and held her hand out, giggling the whole time as a giraffe soon bent over and began eating out of her hand. “Tickles!” But Oliver… he stayed by the blacked-out curtain… the one every zookeeper and Big kept their eye on. Anyone who had come here before knew what was there… and knew that this was a more interactive exhibit. But Oliver didn’t bat an eye… even when he was asked to lineup and hold out his hands. ‘Hmmm… still an ounce of that veteran bravery in there. Might be useful soon if Sgt. Emily’s plan is still a go…’ “Well… what is it?” he asked, his foot tapping anxiously as the Bigs whispered and pointed to them. Now done, Katrina held closely by Addy’s side. “Oh… you’ll see,” the Big zookeeper said ominously, finally bending over and reaching into an enclosure of sorts. Just close your eyes and don’t drop whatever gets put in them.” Oliver did as he was told and Addy could see his tiny ticks of his anxiety ramping up. She knew that Katrina wouldn’t be caught dead in his position, but once again, she loved the subtleties. In this case, the subtleties in changes in her Littles. Psyche had a check box to go through with each. Wear diapers. Drink from a sippy or bottle. Have a comfort item. Each was routine and standard, but Oliver and Katrina were currently demonstrating the things not found in a box. Tiny differences that changed each Little drastically in the end. For Addy, it was what most Bigs never seemed to understand… why Psyche seemed to be changing for the worse. Still, as the zookeeper came out, Addy could only hold her breath as the key animal was placed in Oliver’s hands… and the Little next to him… and the one next to her… and about six other brave souls. Most of the audience gasped and one Little even screamed in terror… only to be quickly removed. Finally, at the end though, the zookeeper smiled. “Okay… open your eyes!” Everyone did… including Oliver. And in his hands… a giant boa constrictor from Brasil. Several Littles freaked out, but the zookeeper was ready and held each quivering and quaking frightened Little in place. “Everyone… this is Frankie. Say hello to Frankie.” “Hello… F… Frankie…” Not every Little stuttered, but it was evident that most were terrified of the snake they now held. And considering that it was at least 20 feet long, most seemed poised and ready to pass out. The zookeeper, experienced with Littles in the area, made a quick speech and then made sure to snatch the snake back up and place him back in his enclosure. Most Littles after ran to their mommies and daddies. Oliver only slowly waddled. “Oliver… are you okay?” Addy hesitantly asked when he returned to Katrina and her. He nodded, his eyes and soul seemingly far away. “Oh, Olly!” Katrina quickly hugged him and then placed him back down on the floor after only a moment. “You were so brave!” “Yeah…” he said distantly, now almost looking a little sheepish. And Addy, attuned to her Littles fairly well by now, knew something was up. So, distracting Addy with a nearby anteater licking some ants, and getting an ‘ewww!’ Addy bent down and looked at Oliver directly. “Oliver… seriously… are you okay?” Oliver quivered for a moment before leaning over and whispering in her ear. “I… I had an accident.” Addy smiled lovingly at his response. So small. So hesitant and embarrassed. Some Bigs could take it as a sign of rejection of Littlehood, but Addy saw it for what it was. It wasn’t rebellion. It wasn’t defiance. It was simply a Little who had been so scared that they had involuntarily wet themselves but then just kept right at life. A little embarrassment afterward was perfectly fine… natural even. Oliver was definitely regressed in a specific way… just not a baby. And for Addy, that was more than okay. So, she looked back at him and placed her hands on his shoulders. “And that’s perfectly okay. You’re wearing protection for a reason. No worries, alright? But… thank you for telling me. I’ll make sure you get a change before we leave.” And that was that. Addy simply stood up, took his hand and then Katrina’s and started to head toward the front of the park and eventual zoo exit. There were no tantrums or tears. Just pure acceptance and trust from Oliver that Addy would change him before leaving. His diaper was solid and absorbent and wet diapers just came with being a Little to him at this point. Addy’s methods took longer sometimes, but they were effective and unmovable at the end of all things. Oliver was a little zoned out, but Addy took it in stride… a sign of an accomplished Little at the end of a long day. The group could stay for longer, but the more outside time, the more potential for tantrums and breakdowns and the chance of one too many wet or messy diapers in public. Littles needed to be molded into the perfect versions of themselves… not broken. But as the reserved Oliver passed by one enclosure, the Little inside of him burst back out. “Addy! Addy!” He pointed over at the nearest exhibit. “Lions and tigers, Addy! Please? Please can we go?” To add a little spice to his pleading, Oliver even clasped his hands together tightly and looked at her with every ounce of innocence he could. Addy sighed and looked at her watch. It would be close, but they could do it. “Alright, but… just for a little bit.” Oliver didn’t need to be told twice, and still holding her hand, nearly flew away and dragged both her and Katrina through the crowds to get a good view of the great lions as they stood high up on their perched rocks getting bathed in the sun. One roar later, Oliver almost looked like he was enjoying sports or seeing his favorite celebrity. “Look! Look! They’re roaring!” Addy had noticed his vocabulary seemed to drop when he was excited or too emotional. She just thought it was cute, and indulging him, she looked back at the lions who were indeed roaring. “Oh, I see that. That’s so cool. And look…” she pointed to his shirt over the cartoonish marking of a lion, “your shirt even has them too!” Oliver’s eyes widened as he saw the bit on his shirt. “Woah…” The same went for the tigers next door. Now, his shirt wasn’t a onesie… he wasn’t quite ready for that. Addy was aware of that fact, but she knew she needed to start pushing him towards certain Little things at this point. Slowly, she would push him to all kinds of things, like the stroller earlier today, or like his clothing, more juvenile designs. Things like the snaps in his overalls were practical, but the designs… purely for being cute But, right at that point, sadly, her watch beeped. Addy heard it, clicked it off, and then sighed. “Sorry you two… we need to head towards the exit.” “Awww!” both whined cutely. Not complaining but just a sign of disappointment. Addy wanted so badly to indulge them and stay longer, but she knew even the rules with this applied to her. Maybe one day she could bring them back here and stay longer or see the mammoths or the so-called ‘Jersey Devil.’ Maybe… But even as they headed to the exit, Addy saw the one place she knew she had to make time for: the gift shop. Now Addy was observant and wasn’t ignorant or a dummy. When her Littles liked something, she focused on that and tried to revisit it as often as she could when they were good. Designs on diapers or foods or types or designs on clothing. It all added up into more happy and more compliant Littles. The latter appealed to her more, but both were important in this process. So, as they entered the store, the usual arrangement of souvenirs soon popped up. One could support the reintroduction of mammoths with a donation or get some stamps or a postcard or maybe a magnet. A lot of items adorned the stores walls… including a few books Addy made sure to make note of for later. Psyche could always use more materials for story time. But that’s not what caught her eye. All day and even for weeks now, Addy had seen her Littles and had seen their struggles. They were coming over the hump of this process and today had been testament to that. Using their diapers freely and being so enamored with animals and smiling and giggling… all good signs. But she also knew that they weren’t done, and even if they were, the world was big and scary and being a Little meant conversely big emotions… good and bad. “Alright you two… I want to give you a gift.” Addy held straight with her back covering up most of the wall she wanted them to see. “Now… I can get you some candy or a keychain or something like that, or…” She then moved away and revealed the entire wall of stuffies. “Something here of your choosing…” She then simply backed up and let the wonders unfold for her two Littles. Once more, there was subtlety to this whole process. Addy was noticing Psyche was going further and further away from the approaches her mom had pioneered and put into place. Littles needed care, structure, and always a choice in the matter. Sometimes, the choices were stupid, like wet pants or a diaper, but they were always given. A normal Big just chose for a Little. Where this… do that… pee your diaper or I’ll spank you so bad that you’ll wish you weren’t born or just straight cut pieces out of their brains. It was illegal now with the Little’s Safety Laws, but it was still the Big’s way or certain pain. For Psyche though, it was a choice. Maybe ending the same way in some cases, but the how of it all remained starkly different. At least for now… But Addy had to toss those feelings of dread out of her head. Right here and right now, she had two marvelous Littles now ambling up and nearly staring gob smacked at all the choices. No outright rejection or crying or tantrums of wanting something else for an adult. A keychain or whatever else in the store might have held an appeal to either of them, but at this moment, nothing else seemed to exist for them, and for Addy, that put a dash of magic and the utmost joy in her heart. As Oliver still continued to gaze at his options, Katrina was having more difficulty. “But how do I decide which one?” Not no or screw you, but which one should she choose. For her, there was no question that she would be getting a stuffy today. Another checkmark complete and another flutter in Addy’s heart. She beamed down at Katrina before crouching low to get more on her level. “Well, what do you think? Maybe narrow it down?” Katrina looked back but after a moment, snapped back toward Addy, tears nearly in her eyes. “I can’t! It’s too hard!” Addy had to keep from smiling. Tears could be good, but this was meant to be easy… at least it would be for an adult. For a Little, it was like choosing happiness or money. Not impossible… just not the easiest of choices for everyone out there. “Easy now, Katrina…” Addy wiped away an errant tear. “It’s okay. Let me help you out, okay? And at the end… you get a new friend. Doesn’t that sound nice?” Sniffling, Katrina nodded and came in close to Addy. Addy didn’t mind the closeness one bit. And so, still crouched, Addy pointed out several options. For Littles, there were lots of things to think about. Here in the zoo shop, qualities like hypnosis or mechanical features or survival kits weren’t included. Geo locators would be added later, but here, it was more about what was ‘cool’ or what made them feel safest or something else like that. But then Addy saw it. High up and nearly drowned out by the elephants on one side and pandas on the other, Addy could just make out the red fluff. “Katrina… what about this one?” Slowly, Addy then moved away from Katrina and plucked the red panda down from the top. For a moment, Katrina just blinked as she stared back. Her brain nearly looked broken, but like it was just a stuck gear, the Little sprang to life. “Oh Addy!” She burst forward and grabbed the stuffy like her life depended on it. Now, there was no doubt in her mind. It would be the red panda. Now, just Oliver. But he was less regressed and more focused. He knew his likes and his mind was less clouded with pictures of unicorns and pink fluff. One and one still added up to two without question and being an adult was still at the forefront of his mind. Addy didn’t mind all that. It just made him unique, so, as she stared back at him, she wasn’t in the least bit shocked when he was trying… and failing to reach for a single stuffy. She smirked and walked. “Here, honey… let me help you.” Without any effort at all, Addy calmly plucked the tiger and handed it to Oliver without a single word. The Little merely took it and looked at it. It was the same way he had viewed them earlier. The lions got more of a response, but the tiger… regal and elegant in its ways, Oliver didn’t say a word. He just stared, his breath heavy and his eyes fixated in wonder at the marvel in front of him. At the time, Addy thought it was cute, but now… she knew he would go for this stuffy as well. And as Addy checked out, both her Littles still held onto their stuffies. Katrina was already conversing with hers while Oliver only stared back at the one in his hands. ‘A tiger and a red panda…’ A little more unusual, but not an issue. A stuffy at the end of the day, both would work well and as they rejoined the others at the bus outside, both stuffies were already the envy of every Little in sight. Even off to the side, quiet and ashamed, Xander looked over with puffy red eyes. And while warmth hit Addy’s heart, there was another part of her that was sad at the scene she saw before her. Six Littles should equal six different stages and six different personalities and likes. Yes, diapered. Yes, a comfort item and maybe a slur in their words occasionally… but subtle differences in each. But as Addy looked in front of her, Katrina and Oliver were different, and maybe Xander in his own way still… but the other three? Nearly identical. Similar mannerisms… speech patterns… even clothing. Occasionally, she saw something slip from out underneath the veil that had been placed over each so indiscriminately, but there was a change here. Her last batch, each Little could be distinguished from the other. Not always for the best, but it was there. Now, she could barely see the differences between Ella and Robin. Two different hair colors… but the same style. The same speech. The same loves and ticks and responses. It was tiny, but the different loves that Addy had come to Psyche for seemed to be eroding before her very eyes. Maybe it had started with Dr. Halgen in a little way… something different than what she believed in, but bow with Dr. Tracey, the effect was impossible to ignore. Still, as the bus turned over its engine and the five-minute warning was announced, Addy knew she had to come back to the here and now. She had made a single promise to someone, and she knew she couldn’t break it. Not devastating, but her word was sometimes all she had in the face of such change. After all, if later she promised a cuddle after a messy diaper, would a Little really trust her to follow through then? So, the bus humming to life, Addy didn’t make a big deal of it but soon went over and collected Oliver. He had been talking with Jacob about something to do with the Olympics being announced around here or something of the sort, but Addy was more focused on his change. And as she brought him into the stall, this time, he didn’t fuss or whine or even seem scared. Instead, she only saw trust… trust and the comfort of his new stuffy to keep him company. His new tiger was doing its job. Comfort and security. It was a Little’s lifeboat, and shield, and true friend through anything. No judgement. Not hate. Just a calming presence always there for him. Seeing him so content, even in a public restroom about to get his diaper changed, Addy was happy. Like Psyche, he was changing too. Unlike her current job though, as much as she loved every version of Oliver, she couldn’t have been happier about this though.

"Danger Danger!!!" said the robot, waving his arms "Do not touch the panel. The power source is still in operation!" Penny looked at the robot and said, "Silly, I wasn't going to touch anything...OK Will, she continued, "Just let me take of these plastic pants and we'll get out of here...besides, I need to use the bathroom" She tugged the waistband of her plastic pants down and bent to step out of them. She was facing away from the control panel, with her head to the front of the conveyer belt. As she bent down to step out of the plastic pants, the curve of her spacesuited ass made contact with a large button on the control panel. With a grinding crash, the machine started and the conveyer belt was set in motion. Startled by the noise, Penny fell forward, her legs still confined by her plastic pants. She fell on to the conveyer belt!! Before Will or the robot could make a move, the squirming girl was drawn by the belt under the metal hood. Will ran to the other side to see Penny emerge. The androids came to life and removed her small silver space boots. Penny screamed and struggled, to no avail. Will reached over to pull his sister off but was stopped by the robot.  "I understand you concern, Will Robinson, he said, "but do not interfere.. Penny is in no immediate danger. The androids are programmed to help, not harm. If you impede them with the device not properly set, serious injury could result!" Will stopped in mid stride. He watched, fascinated, as Penny was lotioned and powdered, with her space suit still on!!! She kicked her bare, stockinged feet uselessly. She was then on her stomach, with an android rubbing baby oil onto her tight panted ass. The conveyer belt continued with slow, patient progress. At the next station, Penny was turned over on her back. Her legs were spread and a dusting of baby powder applied to her crotch. Her hips were raised and a disposable diaper placed under her. The diaper was fastened shut and plastic pants were then drawn up her legs over the thick diaper. Penny felt like a pillow had been strapped between her legs!! At the next station, her long, dark hair was put into childish pigtails, and her make-up washed off. A baby bonnet was tied under her chin. At the final station, a pair of pink overalls were pulled on her, encasing her in her diaper prison. At the end of the conveyer belt, she was guided into the waiting crib. The crib top was lowered, locking her in. It was then wheeled to the nursery by an android. All motion then stopped. The androids returned to their places, and the machine went silent and still. Will hurried over to the crib and looked down upon his diapered sister. "Penny!!" he cried, "are you all right?" Penny blushed beat red in the crib. Underneath her babyclothes, she was still fully dressed in her tight spacesuit and big girl underwear. She could feel the disposable diaper clinging to her, as if looking for a way to penetrate her grown up clothes and grip their intended target-- her trim hips and firm bottom. It was if the diaper was seeking out her bare flesh!!! Her hair felt pulled by the tight pigtails, and she started to sweat in the pink overalls. She squirmed in the confined space of the crib. She touched her thickly diapered and encased ass, as if she could not believe what had been put on her. "Will!! she cried, "I'm ok...let me out of this baby crib!!" Will fumbled with the lock as Penny tried to unzip her sleeper. Neither had any success. "I can seem to turn the locking mechanism", Will said. "And I can't take these overalls off!!!" Penny cried. The robot then came up and said, "The start-up of the nursery has activated a magnetic locking field. You will not, by yourself, be able to undo anything while you are in here" Penny gasped in shock, "But I'm in diapers!!!" she struggled even harder with the zipper but it moved not one inch. "Robot, said Will "if we leave the nursery, will Penny be able to remove her diapers?"  "Affirmative, said the Robot, "provided the androids let you leave. My computers are attempting to analyze the workings of the nursery. I compute the task will take 48 hours" hearing this, Penny said, "But I can't stay here 48 hours in diapers, trapped in a nursery. What could be more humiliating?" The answer to her question was not long in coming. Penny's bladder felt full, and her recent ordeal had not helped matters. She started to squirm in the crib.  "OH Will, she cried, "I've got to pee!! you have to get me out of here!!" Will and the Robot tried, but after half an hour, had to admit defeat. Penny was becoming desperate!!! She tried to hold it, but was losing the battle. She rolled this way and that, screaming in the crib. Finally, she could hold it no more. Laying on her stomach, her hands gripping the bars of the crib, 15 year old Penny Robinson wet herself. In utter humiliation, she felt her urine stream out of her. Her white silken briefs became soaked, and her pantyhose did little to contain the flow. She felt urine dripping down her pantyhosed legs, forming a pool in the bottom of her overalls. Her nylon encased feet became extremely wet. All this went on invisible to the outside world. The diaper over her clothes seemed to press tighter against her crotch. Penny moaned in utter shame, her tears falling like rain. She had wet her self like a little baby!!! She was supposed to be becoming a young women, learning about love and life-- she was not supposed to lying in a crib with wet underwear hugging her loins and a tight diaper only inches away from her raw flesh!!!  Alarm bells were ringing. Before anyone could say anything, they heard the diaper machine turn on. Androids were wheeling the crib to the front of the conveyer belt, and the top was opened. "Will, Penny cried, "do something!!!" the wet girl was unzipped by an android out her overalls. Her baby bonnet was taken off and her plastic pants removed. Her diaper was then undone. Will and the Robot stood by, helpless to do anything. They looked at Penny being lifted out of the crib. Her tight spacesuit was urine stained at the crotch and seat. Her stockinged feet were dripping. She was placed on the conveyer belt and no amount of struggling helped. She disappeared under the metal hood. Will and the Robot watched as she came out the other side. Her space suit had been unzipped, and her bare shoulders and lace bra were displayed. Penny was mortified. She was going to be completely undressed by these androids-- Will was going to see her naked!!! As she blushed beat red, her space suit was peeled off her, leaving the girl clad only in her wet underwear. She kicked her shapely nyloned legs, but they were quickly seized and held immobile. Will watched with growing excitement as Penny's lace bra was removed. Penny tried to cover her budding breasts from view, but her hands were pinned at her side. This can't be happening to me, her mind screamed. She continued down the conveyer belt on her back, passed from one iron grip to another. Her hands were then free, and an android started to pull off her wet pantyhose. Penny gripped the waistband of her hose, and a brief tug of war ensued. She noticed that the conveyer belt slowed almost to a stop as this went on. It was not a battle she could win, however, and she felt her hands once again gripped.  Her pantyhose was then removed, quickly followed by her silken underpants. Will watched this last with grim satisfaction, his earlier supposition about the nature of his sister's underpants confirmed. "Hang on Penny, he cried, "it's almost over!!!" Penny barely heard his shout. She was naked!!! Stark naked in this crazy nursery!!! She was lifted up and placed in a basin filled with warm water. She was then scrubbed from head to toe, even her hair. She was lifted up, and the basin slid out from underneath her. She continued helplessly down the conveyer belt and knew what was coming. She struggled harder, desperately trying to get off the conveyer belt. She was not going to let herself be really diapered!!! Will watched his naked sister struggle, her firm breasts and ass nicely displayed as she twisted about. He had a raging hard-on, and despite feeling sympathy and concern for his sister, he also felt incredibly turned on!! Penny turned her head and saw him and she again flushed beat red, seen nude by her younger brother. She was rolled over, and lotion was now being applied to her bare ass. She felt the baby powder being sprinkled and then was turned over on her back. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the disposable diaper come into view. "No No No, she cried "get it away from me!!!!" Penny couldn't imagine such a horrible garment touching her skin. A diaper next to her ass? never!!!! However, she couldn't stop the androids as they lifted her hips and slid the hideous disposable diaper under her. Her ass came down on the thirsty pads and she felt almost an electric shock-- the diaper was touching her sensitive flesh!!! the tapes were fastened and Penny Robinson found herself wearing only a disposable diaper. The diaper was kissing her, claiming her ass as if in revenge for being denied earlier. It was so uncomfortable!!! Penny squirmed. She was used to tight nylon and silk underpants caressing her flesh, not a diaper made of plastic!! Plastic pants were drawn up her legs and over her diaper. The waist band sawed into her sensitive middle, and the leg openings cut deeply into her legs where they met her bottom. She tried to reach around and ease the soreness, but was not allowed to!! A see through babydoll top was placed on her, the hem not even reaching the waistband of her plastic pants. Her wet hair was combed back and braided into pigtails.  A fresh crib awaited her journey's end, and once again she was deposited in it. The crib was wheeled back to the nursery, and once again everything fell silent. Only the sound of the sobbing girl could be heard in the nursery. Will came over and looked down at this diapered sister, helpless to do anything. He noticed with interest the tantalizing way her breasts pressed against the wispy babydoll top. Penny sat up in the crib, her hands going to the waistband of her plastic pants. She tried to pull them down, but they didn't budge one inch!!! In fury, she struggled harder, desperately tying to remove the hated baby clothes. Although the garments moved on her, when she tried to remove them they seemed to freeze. "Spare your efforts Miss Penny, said the Robot "you will not be able to remove your diapers or plastic pants. A sophisticated computer is in operation projecting a magnetic lock field to prevent such action. Until I can re-program the nursery computer, you must remain it's prisoner" "But I don't want to wear diapers!!!!" yelled Penny. She was sitting up in the crib, her legs straight out in front of her. Her plastic pants had created an airtight seal, and her confined flesh could not breath. Her ass was rubbed sore from the friction of the disposable diaper-- her struggles making the plastic bite deeply. As her confined flesh broke out into a sweat, the perspiration could find no release. The diaper inside the pretty girls plastic pants become hot and clammy, and Penny could do nothing about it-- her diapers were on to stay! Penny began to have a tantrum in the crib, rolling on her stomach, kicking her legs, and pounding her fists into the plastic covered mattress of the crib. Will looked down upon her and remembered that only hours ago, she was posing for him in her tight space suit, every delicious curve hugged by the sleek nylon of her pantyhose. Now that same girl was nearly unrecognizable, diapered and in plastic pants, her hair in pig tails. As Penny lay crying in her crib, Will heard a noise and looked up to see Judy coming through the nursery door. She had changed out of her sleek silver space suit and was wearing an extremely tight pair of yellow pants with a red and yellow pull over blouse. Her feet were tucked into yellow boots with low cut sides. Her long blond hair spilled down her back, and she looked every inch the curvy, vivacious, and sexy 18 year old girl that she was.  "Will, she cried, "what is this place? and where is Penny-- Mom and Dad are looking for you and you two are in hot water!!" Just then she spied Penny confined to the crib. "Oh...my.....God....., she said. "This is absolutely precious. My grown up little sister, so refined, so sure of herself... I find her diapered in a crib, wearing diapers, her hair in pig tails!! This is rich!!!" Penny was mortified to be seen in diapers by her big sister. She was helpless to do anything!!! "Please Judy, don't make fun off me, it's just to unbearable!!!" Judy reached down into the crib to pat the baby girl on the head, "Watts the matter, wittle girl, Judy said in babytalk, "can't you sleep? maybe we should get you a bottle..." Penny hung her head in utter shame. Suddenly, an android sprang to life and began to wheel the crib towards the glass partition. The others followed the confined girl. Judy saw with delight that the rest of the family had arrived and were coming down the hallway. They stopped short in shock, seeing Penny in diapers. The crib was set directly in front of the partition. Judy, Will, and the Robot went through the door to meet the family. "Will, shouted John Robinson, "what the devil is going on? what's happened to Penny? He stared in total disbelief at his nubile daughter, diapered in the crib. He remembered her in her tight space suit, and had trouble reconciling the two images. Maureen was beside herself-- Whatever was going on, that was her baby in there!!! she tried the door and found it locked!!! "I compute that the door will not open until after the visitation is over", said the Robot. The others turned to stare at him. "The computer than runs this nursery has deducted that the baby's family has come to see her, and so she is now on display.  When the number outside the viewing gallery is decreased, the door will then open" John Robinson had had enough. "Will someone tell me what's going on and explain why my 15 year old daughter is in diapers and plastic pants, confined to a nursery!!!??" he yelled. Will and the Robot quickly explained what had happened, and the family then turned shocked towards the glass partition Inside the nursery, Penny looked through the bars of her crib and saw her family looking in at her. Her hot diapers had become almost unbearable, but the humiliation she felt now was even more so. She felt like a newborn, being viewed for the first time by her proud parents!!! Her entire family was witnessing her shame. She noted with a stab of hatred that Judy was enjoying herself immensely. She was secure in her tight pants and adulthood, while Penny was diapered. Will, the Robot, and Dr. Smith turned away and went down the hallway. The others were then able to enter the nursery.  "Penny, said her mother "are you all right???" Penny could do nothing but bury her head in her baby blanket. Her father looked down and said, "Don't worry darling, Don and I will figure out a way to get you out of here" he reached in a gave her shoulder a squeeze. He and Don went to the control panel to try to puzzle out the diaper machines' secrets. Maureen went to the crib, and found that she could open the barred top. She helped a greatful Penny out of the crib, who collapsed sobbing into her mother's arms.  "Mommy, she wailed, "these diapers are so uncomfortable...! that machine took away my clothes!!" Maureen hugged the crying girl and tried to sooth her. Almost by instinct, her hands went to the waistband of Penny's diapers. She put her fingers inside the plastic pants, feeling for wetness. Penny blushed beat red. Her mother was checking her diapers!!! "Mother!!!! cried Penny, "I'm not a baby!!!!" Maureen felt her anger rise. Now that she knew her daughter was safe, she could turn her attention elsewhere.  "Oh no? she said. "that diaper and plastic panty tell me otherwise" Penny whirled away, her babydoll nightie flying, her diapered ass on full display. Judy walked over and grabbed her arm. She was led protesting to a high chair, where Judy made her sit. The locking tray was put in place. Penny looked up at her smug sister and said, "You can't do this to me, you bitch!!!" Her mother came over and said, "You watch your language young lady, or I'll wash your mouth out with soap!!!" Turning towards Judy, Maureen said, "And as for you, don't think I don't know what's going on...stop tormenting your sister or face the consequences!" Judy looked at Penny with a glare, and walked over to where her father and Don were. At this point, Will came back into the nursery and joined his father at the control panel. His father looked down at him and smiled, tousling his hair.  "The machine and computer are most sophisticated, Don was saying "It seems that this planets' inhabitants had some form of telepathy and machine intelligence. Notice Penny's diapers, for instance. What are the chances that an alien culture, however humanoid, would develop the same garments for babies that we have on Earth? No, I think this computer can somehow tap into minds and then manufacture the proper garments for the race using it. Some sort of teleportation or matter transmitter must be used to deliver the needed garments. Remember, this culture had space travel and most likely had contact with other life forms. God knows what other automated facilities this planet has in tucked away places-- it was just Penny's misfortune to find a nursery" Professor Robinson took all this in and said, "That's all well and good Don, but how do we proceed?-- the Robot said it would take 48 hours to figure this thing out". Don smiled and said, "Well, the Robot may be smart, but he's not human. These settings here, --he indicated a bank of dials-- "seem to deal with setting the age of the....customer..." he finished lamely.  Professor Robinson looked at the panel and said, "If we can increase the settings for age, maybe the nursery will let Penny go with us..right now, it seems to think she's a   newborn" "My thoughts exactly, said Don, flipping several switches. "I think that will do it-- We can over ride all androids except those on the line. We start up the machine on manual, let Penny go through, and see what happens-- they'll be no danger, I'm sure of that. The worse that will happen is she'll get her diapers changed". Judy had stood by, taking all this in. She had taken notice where the settings had been, and where they had been moved to. Her father had led Penny to the front of the conveyer belt. Penny could not look her sister in the eye. Her diapers itched her ass terribly, but it would do no good to scratch. She was forced to waddle, because the diapers would not let her close her legs. The machine was started up and before she got in, she asked her father, Will and Don to turn their backs. They obliged and Penny was on her way. They machine took Penny in and after several moments, the men heard Maureen exclaim, "Oh my goodness!!" they turned to see Penny dressed like a six year old!!! she was wearing a short blue sailor dress, white cotton tights, and childish white cotton underpants. The hem of the dress came barely to the waistband of her tights. Her underpants were on full display! On her feet were black mary jane shoes. Her long dark hair was still in pig tails, held in place by blue ribbons. Under other circumstances, Penny would have died of shame. However, anything was better than diapers!!! she placed her hands on her ass, feeling her cotton panties under the childish tights. She whirled around, giving everybody more than a generous view of her underpants. Will was almost beside himself.  He felt almost dizzy. Seeing his sister dressed as a little girl with her grown up proportions was almost as exciting as seeing her in diapers. He enjoyed seeing her panties. While the family gathered around Penny, complimenting her on her dress, Judy stood by and stewed. Penny was still the center of attention!! In a flush of anger, she changed the dials back to the previous setting. With a wicked gleam in her eye, she pushed a large blue button on the bottom of the panel, the one Don had said was the "reset" button. If Penny wanted to be the center of attention, so be it. She jumped back as the machine whirled to life again and exclaimed, "Dad, the machine came on again by itself!!!" Penny looked over and felt a stab of fear. Androids from the wall started to move towards her. Her father, Will, and Don tried to intervene but were held immobile by other androids. Penny, showing a great deal of cotton panty, turned to the side as if to hide. Her hands nervously played with them hem of her short dress, raising it even higher. However, the androids went past her, paying her no   attention. They advanced towards Judy, who tried to run. She was quickly caught and conducted to the front of the machine. "Oh no you don't, exclaimed the girl in the tight yellow pants, "I'm not being reduced to diapers!!" Despite her words, Judy was placed screaming on the belt. She went under the metal hood, and when she came out, her tight pants were down around her knees. She was on her stomach, and the gathered family members had a good view of her shapely, nyloned encased ass. Judy squirmed and tried to kick her legs, but because of her lowered pants, found this impossible. Her yellow boots were removed and then her pull over blouse. Her lace bra followed, and her shapely breasts spilled out. Don, held in place, was impressed. Judy now wore only suntan pantyhose. "Naughty, Naughty, Judy, said Penny, watching with glee. "You're not wearing any underpants!!" So that's how she maintains her smooth look Penny thought. Judy kicked her nyloned legs, still on her stomach. The conveyer belt stopped and Judy was pulled off by an android. A chair materialized, seemingly out of nowhere, and the android was then seated. It took the struggling Judy over it's knee and began spanking her shapely, pantyhosed ass with a wooden spoon.  Whack! Whack! Whack Whack! Whack! again and again, the spoon came down, and the nyloned girl could only lay there and squirm, kicking her shapely, pantyhosed legs. Judy yelled, "Owwwwwwwwww!!!!! I'm sorry! I'll be good!! please don't spank me anymore!!!. Her composure was gone, and her hair a mess. Her make-up was running and she didn't look like a young, beautiful women who was in control. Rather, she looked like a wayward child, getting her just deserts! Judy blushed deep red over her predicament. The android let her up and she tried to make a run for it. In just her pantyhose, the crying girl ran for the nursery door. However, her nyloned feet slipped on the smooth, polished floor, and Judy felt her legs go out from under her. She was then sliding on her pantyhosed ass over the slippery surface, coming to rest in a tangle of slick, sleek nylon.  Androids were at once upon her, and she was brought back to the place where she had originally left the conveyer belt. The waistband of her hose was then grabbed, and the girl soon found herself naked. An android with clipping shears began shaving her long blond locks off. "My beautiful hair, Judy exclaimed, "oh no!!! With a new crew cut, looking awful, Judy proceeded naked down the belt. The rest of the family could only look on. An enema bag was hooked up and Judy felt her ass penetrated. Fluid gushed into her taunt stomach, swelling it to three times its normal size!!! Judy looked and felt like she 9 months pregnant!!! she felt bloated, like a beached whale. With a start, she realized that even if they were returned to her, her tight pants would no longer fit! disposable diapers were now being placed under her hips and taped shut around her swollen middle. A confining rubber bra encased her breasts. Plastic pants were pulled up her legs and over her diapers. Finally, white cotton tights were yanked up over her ass. White baby shoes were placed on her feet. A blue sailors dress, identical to Penny's, completed the outfit. Judy was wearing the baby version of Penny's little girl outfit!! A baby bonnet to cover her almost bald head was the final touch. The conveyer belt stopped. Judy rolled off the belt and onto her feet. Her eyes were glazed. She had to waddle and the thick diaper hugged her shapely ass like it was never going to let go. Her swollen stomach felt the pressure of its contents. "I've been diapered!!! she cried, "Where are my clothes? I'm bald!!! Ohh!! what was done to me!!! she sobbed. "I've been made into a baby!!!". Her stomach rumbled, and unable to help herself, the girl filled her diapers, right in front of her mother, father, brother, sister, and boyfriend!!! Judy fell to the floor and began kicking and sobbing wildly. Her mother, a practical women, sighed and began the age old ritual of changing her baby's diaper.  Epilogue, two weeks later The Jupiter 2 was still under repair, John and Don taking the opportunity to do a full overhaul. Camp had been set up, and the family was prepared to stay for several weeks. Don was talking to Maureen, Penny, and Will on the lower deck. "What I think happened was that the machine was picking up our thoughts, translating our feelings into actions. We all suspected that Judy had turned on the machine again, and we all felt angry. The nursery computer just put those feelings into a context that it understood". Don left to join the rest of the adults on the flight deck. Penny jumped down from the table where she had been sitting. As she did so, Will were treated to the sight of the girls' white cotton vest, tucked snugly into a matching pair of panties. She was wearing an extemely short yellow dress with black mary jane shoes. The constant exposure of her white cotton underpants were a source of delight for Will, who looked on. After Judy's diaper had been changed, The nursery had conjured up a virtual wardrobe of little girl clothes. Penny, upon returning to the ship, had found to her dismay that all her adult clothes had been missing, replaced by a new wardrobe. Her silken panties, her pantyhose, her dresses, her tight space suits-- everything was gone. The nursery computer was far more powerful than even Don had suspected. Penny had found her drawers filled with cotton panties of every variety, color, and style. There were also tights and cotton vests. Her closet was filled with all sorts of little girl dresses and a wide variety of children's shoes. There were even frilly party dresses. Her lingerie drawer, formerly filled by racy nighties, was now filled only with an assortment of short babydoll nightgowns. Judy had found much the same thing, only her grown-up clothes had been  replaced by diapers, plastic pants, bibs, and sleepers. Maureen had decided to teach the girls a lesson, and each wore what was in there closets. Penny missed her grown up clothes, her silken panties and pantyhose, but compared to Judy she knew she was lucky. Penny skipped over to the playpen in which Judy was sitting in. Judy wore a disposable diaper, plastic pants, and plain cotton tee-shirt. Scattered about the playpen were various baby toys and a reminder of her predicament: The adult clothes that had been taken from her that day in the nursery. They now littered the playpen floor. Judy shifted her weight in the pen, tugging at her uncomfortable disposable diapers. She had developed a good case of diaper rash. Freedom and comfort were only inches away in the form of her tight pants and pantyhose, but she knew they were off limits. As Will looked on at her white cotton underpants, Penny got a bottle from the galley and went to feed the baby. Judy looked up dully from the playpen. It wasn't fair!! she was not a baby!!!  "Come on Judy, said Penny, "it's time you were fed" Penny smiled down upon her diapered older sister. Judy angrily snatched the bottle from Penny, twisted off the lid and threw the contents all over the front of Penny's dress. "Oh! I'm soaked!! cried Penny. "That's it, bedtime for you, naughty girl!!" Judy moaned inwardly. Her flash of temper had only earned her the punishment of being put to bed early!! Penny stepped out of her soaked dress and stood there in her childish underwear, presenting a charming sight. Her short white socks nicely complimented her mary jane shoes. Her white cotton underpants were tight, and stretched tauntnly across her shapely ass and curvy hips. The white cotton vest tended to flatten her chest, and was tucked in to the waistband of the juvenile panties. Will looked on with delight. Penny's modesty had seemed to slip a notch since the incident on the planet. There was no doubt that the experience had changed them all. The underwear clad Penny walked over to the playpen, her mary jane shoes tapping loudly on the polished deck. She then led Judy to her cabin, where the wayward girl was put into a pink sleeper. A crib had replaced her bunk, and the small cabin was decorated as a nursery. Judy moaned in shame as she was placed on her stomach in the crib. Penny fastened the blanket pins, and tuned out the light. She then set the intercom so that any noise Judy made would be instantly heard. "Good night, little girl," said Penny, closing the door and plunging the small room into almost total darkness. Judy squirmed in her hot idapers, sweat breaking out on the top of her nearly bald head. She looked at the cabin's familiar surroundings, now transformed into a new reality. She was diapered, in a sleeper, and confined to her crib in the nursery. Her younger sister was her babysitter!! The diapered and miserable girl closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, wondering how long this humuiliation would last. Penny joined Will by the galley. He was intensly excited by Penny's current state of undress. Penny turned to him and smiled teasingly,  "Will, would you read me a story?" Will could only nod and followed Penny to her cabin. Smiling, she pulled off her cotton vest, exposing her small, shapely breasts. Will gulped, feeling himself grow huge. He took a seat and Penny came over in just her underpants with shoes and socks. She sat on his lap and put her arms around his neck, snuggling her head against his chest. Will was almost besides himself, feeling her softness and warmth. He opened the book "Swiss Family Robinson" and began to read aloud, reflecting that there were indeed interesting times ahead.                                                                                                                            The End

Yeah. Adding in a couple tapes or a safety pin would have sold it better as a diaper.