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Letitia James

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Ch. 2   Willowsford Mid-Town Urgent Care   The poorly lit parking lot was empty save for Steven’s car. Piper’s Little status made owning a car a null point, the other tenant, the elderly tweener Miss Flaherty, and their tweener landlord Thompson preferred walking and public transport as they rarely had need to leave the city. Leaving Steven the sole user of the four spaces reserved for those who lived in the quadplex. But he always parked in the spot marked with his apartment letter, D.    Few cars passed the two on the street, the Littles and Tweeners that made up the residents of this part of town were usually inside on their own self imposed curfews lest an Amazon cop accuse them of childish behavior. Piper had privacy as she watched Steven prepare the backseat of his car.    Fuck fuck fuck Piper chanted in her head in beat with her heart. A cool evening breeze blew causing her damp pants, that had started sticking to her skin, to become uncomfortably cold. She wrapped her arms around her chest, covering her stiffening nipples that were beginning to peek through the thin fabric of her old sports bra. Then she held herself tighter as she realized the sports bra was soon going to be a luxury she wouldn’t be afforded.    Fuck fuck fuck fuck why is this happening tonight? Why does it have to be him?   “Sorry I don’t have a booster seat,” Steven apologized as he placed the folded towel on the seat behind the driver, “If we get pulled over I’m sure the officer will understand.” His smile was genuine and his eyes reflected none of the usual Amazon craziness.    Oh god does he not hear himself? Why does it have to be him?   Piper forced a smile. The economy sedan was pale gold and under a decade away from being able to be registered with antique plates. It has a great safety rating for a car of its year! Piper recalled Steven informing her once on one of his unwelcomed conversations in their shared hallway. But tonight it looked like a pale gold hearse.   “Sure, they’ll understand about a booster seat...” She trailed off as she scoped the street.    “Okay, it’s ready. Hop in.” He stepped aside to let Piper climb into the back seat. The back seat that rose above her head, not even on her tippy toes would she be able to climb in comfortably by herself.    He’s not even going to grab me and put me in? I could just turn away. I should just turn away, run back into my apartment and lock the door…    That was the moment a cop cruiser crept past them then came to a stop. Out stepped a cop whose cap covered his balding head and whose belt struggled to keep his uniform top from pulling up and revealing his beer belly.   “Hello, officer!” Steven greeted the cop enthusiastically with a dorky wave. The cop nodded then eyed Piper up and down, making her feel naked standing in her soaked pants. She pulled her arms closer around her chest, her legs moved her slightly closer to Steven.   The cop cleared his throat with a grunt. “Did someone have an accident?” He was still looking at Piper, but the question was directed at the person who he deemed had the maturity to answer it.    I could still run back after the cop leaves. Just because he’s seen me here doesn’t mean Steven didn’t pick me up off the street.    “Oh, yeah. I’m Steven Doyle, and this is my neighbor Piper Rossini. I’m taking her to the Urgent Care to get checked.”   Piper snapped her head towards Steven. He gave the cop her name and location.    Doesn’t he know not to talk to cops without a lawyer present? - Wait, do Amazon’s need to be taught that?   “Mmm,” the cop nodded. “The urgent care will definitely have everything you need to get her taken care of. Is that a towel you have on the seat?”   “Sure is. They’re cloth so they’re hard to get stains out of.”   “Of course, just make sure you get a carseat as soon as possible.” “Haha, yeah. We might need one in the future if we decide to go on trips together.”   Piper was barely listening. Tears were welling up in her eyes again, threatening to turn her into a sobbing mess in the middle of the parking lot. There was no way she was going to be able to make an escape now. The cop not only had not only seen her in her wet jeans, but had been told her name and location. An Amazon, especially one with access to databases, would definitely check the Adoption records. Not seeing her put in her place by Steven would allow the cop to chase her down, spank her, administer a suppository and diapers too thick to walk in, and hand her off to an Amazon that would better be able to control her than Steven.    Whether he knew it or not, Steven had sealed her fate. There would no longer be any TLS nights, no flirting with pretty girls in lacey tops, or simply being able to simply pull off and on her own underwear.. Whether it happened tonight, or a week from now when that cop decided to come check on things, Piper’s future was going to be confined to being a babydoll for an Amazon   At least with Steven she wouldn’t be sat in front of a hypnotic screen until her brains were as good as mush.   “It seems you have everything under control here, Mr. Doyle. But,” the cop paused to make eye contact with Steven, “I just have to tell you before I go; it makes me proud to see a fellow man stand up and take care of a Little one when it becomes clear they need care. I’ll let you get on with your evening.” The cop winked and smiled at Steven before turning back towards his cruiser.   Steven flashed a smile down at her. “Isn’t it nice to live in a neighborhood with such nice officers? I knew they would understand the booster seat situation.” He stepped back from the car to make room for her to get in.   She debated just asking him to pick her up and put her in. He was going to be doing it soon enough anyway, he should start now. But, if these were her last moments of living as an adult, free Little then she was going to live these moments out fully.    “Okay, I’ll just…” she grabbed onto the door and put one bracing hand onto the cushion, her right foot onto the door sill and heaved herself half onto the seat, legs dangling off the edge of the seat as she tried to find purchase against any surface. “Do you need help?” Steven asked behind her. Piper closed her eyes and kept the swear she wanted to mutter under her breath to herself.    “No help, I got it.” she wiggled further onto the seat, scrunching the towel beneath her.    “Smooth that back out and you’re good!” God, he doesn’t even know how to act like an Amazon. Any other Amazon would be making a dozen calls on their phone about how it finally happened, and he thinks this is just a neighborly thing for him to do.   Wait… Fuck…   Will he Adopt me?   “And why should I be upset if my mother wants to know if I made it to my date safe and sound? She’s just worried about me…” Piper closed her eyes, finally let some tears fall, and tuned out his voice. I should have ran. I should have told him to get the car ready and locked my door behind him. He doesn’t think this will end in Adoption. I should have demanded that I change my clothes. I should have told him I was too tired to hear about his god awful love life.    Fuck. I need him to be the one to Adopt me.    Steven’s car made the trip to the urgent care in seven minutes. Long minutes, to Piper, who felt every heart beat in those seven minutes sitting in the back seat. In those seven minutes she made her resolve to make sure it was Steven who she ended up calling Daddy.    He turned into the mostly empty parking lot and managed to slide into a space fairly close to the entrance. She kept her eyes closed as she heard the car shift into park, the car keys turned and were pulled out of the ignition, a seatbelt clicked then Steven’s door opened and closed. She kept her eyes shut as she waited to hear her door open for her.   She waited for a moment still.    Then she heard two small knocks on the window. “Uh, it’s unlocked?”   Oh, yeah, right. He doesn’t know how to be an Amazon, yet.    Piper undid her own seat belt and popped open her door. She had to give it a good shove to get the door open enough for her to drop from the seat to the ground, then another forceful shove to close it. Piper was having to give her full effort in her last moments of adulthood due to his obliviousness.    The automatic doors of the Urgent Care slid open for them as they walked into the empty waiting room. Multiple TVs were mounted on the walls around the rooms, silently playing reruns of various faintly popular sitcoms, others showing the news with subtitles turned on. Piper spotted a cartoon on TV in the corner set up as a children's play area. The cartoon was most likely harmless, as to protect any Amazon children who might find themselves placed next to an Adopted Little in that corner. But Piper made sure to avert her eyes all the same.    She most definitely wasn’t leaving this urgent care with her adulthood intact, but she was going to make sure she left with her brain still hers.   “Oh!” the receptionist at the front desk exclaimed upon spotting the pair. She excitedly stood up from her chair and called behind her into the clinic, “HANNAH! PHOEBE! IT’S A CODE POWDER PINK!” Two squeals answered back.    Okay, they’re in on the game. Just have to hope they don’t give it away and scare him off. “Wow, they’re really excited to do their jobs!” Steven stated, oblivious to Piper’s blush as she hid behind his legs.    “Come right over, sir!” the receptionist motioned him forward and started getting a clipboard ready. “We’re so happy you decided to come to us for this special day!”   Piper’s Amazon shield started moving towards the desk and she followed suit. Her damp pants had dried just enough to not stick uncomfortably to her skin, but still showed the dark fabric that extended from her crotch down to the hem at the bottom of the denim fabric.    “Aww!” Piper heard the receptionist exclaim again. “She’s following you without needing her hand held!” The blush that had started just on the Little's cheeks deepened and spread down to her neck. She peeked out from Steven’s legs to get a look at the woman.    The receptionist was in her mid thirties to Piper’s estimate, with dark, tightly curled hair pulled into a pineapple bun on the top of her head. Framed glasses sat on the bridge of her nose with a brightly beaded cord hanging down from the arms. Her scrubs were wrinkled, probably from sitting in a chair her whole shift, and were dark navy with various cartoon dogs as the pattern.    Ugh, are there any scrubs in existence that aren’t boring or tacky?    The receptionist caught Piper peeking and waved down at her.    “Huh?” Steven looked around then followed the receptionist gaze down to Piper. “Oh, yeah. Piper has always been polite.”   “Aw! Piper is such a cute name!” The woman Amazon rifled through a collection of pens and slid the chosen white pen with a blue cap through the top of the clipboard. “Here.” She extended the clipboard to Steven. “There’s no need to sit down in the waiting room to fill this out . We keep a special room available for these cases, you can fill it out there. Down that hall, the last door on the left. The nurses will be back soon.” “Oh.” He took the clipboard and then gestured down to Piper behind him. “Shouldn’t she be the one filling this out? Since she’s the patient?” The receptionist put her hands over her heart and made a face like Steven had said one of the most endearing things she had ever heard. “A lot of Amazons like to let the Littles they bring in feel involved. It’s ok if she fills out some of the pages as long as you look it over."   “Ah! Okay! Last door on the left?” He waited for the receptionist to nod then started down the hall.    All the doors lining the white hall were ajar, showcasing hospital white rooms with gray, Amazon sized examination tables covered with smooth translucent paper. All of them had a desk with a gray little computer that any nurse or doctor could log into. It was the last two on either side that showed deviations.    The door of the room on the left had a pink bow displayed on the front. Inside was a room painted pastel pink, with a pink, Little sized examination table against one wall and Amazon sized chairs next to it. Beneath the table were shelves that Piper was sure held a diaper that was going to be replacing her ruined underwear very soon.    The door opposite of the room meant for them featured a blue bow on the front, and the walls and examination table were blue. I wonder how many Little men walked down this hall praying that they were going in that blue room. Too many times had Piper heard stories where if an Amazon couldn’t find their perfect Little girl then they would just make one. Where there was an Amazon will there was an Amazon way.   “That’s odd.” Steven rested a hand on his hip as he took in the pink room they had been sent to. “That exam table is too tall for Littles, how do they expect you to get up there? There’s no stool.”   She took a deep breath and bit back a scathing response. The table was too tall but the backseat of his car was perfect for her to climb into. It was a sad day that Piper's best odds for an alright future were with Steven. Still, she was going to make this work.    “Don’t worry about it, I’m sure the nurses are used to helping their patients.” She reached a hand towards the clipboard he still held. “Can I have that? I should start filing it out.” And hope I get far enough in filling them out that you can’t back out.    The papers started out as standard patient forms, easy enough to fill out as Piper stood in front of where Steven had taken a seat. She scribbled in her name, birth date, sex, all of the stuff Piper remembered her own father filling out for her back when she was a child and not at risk for being taken from him.    Then came the Adoption forms, with the note at the top Willowsford Mid Town Urgent Care works with the Willowford Hospital Network and Little Protective Services to help provide quick and accessible resources for your new addition to your family. These forms will be sent to the Willowsford Adoption Courts where you will have a court date set in at least six weeks time for an Adoption hearing. Approval by an agent of the state will be needed to complete your Adoption. This is in accordance with Willowsford law … the text went on to name the exact law and section that extended this kind service to Amazons looking to Adopt.    With no other choice, Piper started filling out what she could of her own Adoption papers that would legally make her a baby. Adopting Caregiver Name? Steven Doyle, even though he didn’t know it yet. Will the Little be taking the last name? Yes. This was the only way Piper was ever going to take the last name of a man, to not do so would raise too many eyebrows about how well Steven could properly care for a Little in the Amazon way.   New social security number? Piper had heard of Amazons declaring their captured Little dead and creating a new birth certificate so their families could claim life insurance and deal with the estate. A seemingly kind gesture the Amazon could make as if it made up for ripping Little families a part. Piper had no one who needed the money or items she owned, and she was not going to let her father be reminded of her existence. She would keep her number and her things; or at least her things deemed worthy of a baby having.    Soon the only things left to fill out were the questions Piper couldn’t answer by herself. Emergency contacts? She didn’t know, but that was an easy one to get out of Steven without causing suspicion.    “Hey, Steven?” “Did the pen run out of ink? I can go back up and grab another.” “No, the pen is fine. This form is really adamant that there needs to be an emergency contact that isn’t here in this building. Could I write in your mom’s number? I don’t really have anyone I can put down.” She kept her eyes on the clipboard, worried that making eye contact would give up the game too soon. “Of course! She wouldn’t mind. Her name is Lynn Doyle, and her number is…” Piper wrote down the numbers as he rattled them off.    The next one was insurance. Her card had stayed in the wallet that was in her back pocket. There had been no need to take it out as the cheap mono-fold wallet was about to be tossed in the trash with her pants any minute, but she would need his. “So, this next one is asking for your insurance.” Steven tilted his head as if he was about to ask why, but Piper continued before he could get the word out. “It says they have a program where a Little can use an Amazon’s insurance in the case that theirs is rejected. I’m sure mine will go through, but just in case?” She did look up from the clipboard at this moment, putting as much cute pleading as she could into her eyes. Hoping that it was just enough to trigger anything Amazon in him that would make him see her as a helpless baby that needed a Daddy.    “That makes sense!” Does it, Steven? Does it really make sense? Piper made a mental note to study Steven to see how often he would fall for Amazon level bullshitting. He pulled his wallet out and presented his card. “Should I read this to you or do you just want to read it yourself?”    She took his card and scribbled his information in. Hopefully wherever Steven worked had good benefits. She didn't want to be relegated to a dentist who would suggest complete teeth removal for irritated gums.    The next question was asking for his social security number. That was the one that threatened to tip Steven to the truth of the situation. How was she going to make this one make sense? Thankfully, she didn’t have to think long about how to trick Steven into giving her his number. The nurses let themselves into the pink room, giving Piper an out on having to ask the question. Both walked in with wide grins on their faces, between their wide grins and the receptionists unbridled excitement, it seemed like preparing a Little for their new life of cribs and highchairs was a big to do at this Urgent Care. Steven and Piper must have made their night.    The elder looking one of the pair wore a tag on her floral print scrubs that read “Hannah - Nurse Practitioner”. Her skin was leathery like she sat exclusively in the sun during her free time, her graying sandy hair was clipped back in a bun, and her thick waist gave her a grandmother appearance.   The younger one wore solid lavender scrubs, and her tag read “Phoebe”. Her platinum blonde hair was pulled into a bouncy ponytail, her makeup was soft and beautiful, as if she had a modeling gig before her shift at the Urgent Care. Of the two, she was the looker.    And the one with the loudest mouth. “We are so excited that you came here to get your new Little girl ready for Adoption!” she squealed excitedly. Hannah nodded along as she sat down at the computer and logged in. “We don’t get a lot of Amazons bringing in their new bundle of joy during the third shift.”    Poor Steven was looking wildly around the room at the three women in front of him as he was finally clued into the truth of the situation he had gotten himself and Piper into. Piper almost felt bad for him.    Almost. “Excuse me?” Steven said to the nurses. “Adoption? I’m not – I didn’t…”   Fuck he’s panicking, I’m going to end up at a Little Orphanage. She had been so close to sealing the deal on him Adopting her, these nurses could scare him off. She needed to trigger whatever it was that other Amazons had in them that made them want to make Littles into their own diapered dolls.    Then her bladder gave her the answer. Steven stood up “I didn’t bring her in to Adopt her. She just has a UTI. Everyone gets UTI’s, that’s not a reason to be Adopted, right?”    He looked back and forth between the two nurses who seemed surprised that he didn’t want to Adopt. Why else would an Amazon bring a Little into Urgent Care? “Phwaaaaahhhh” A gasping sound from Piper brought their attention back to her. A fresh dark stain was spreading down her jeans, as tears fell from her eyes as she let the burning pain from the UTI help her look more pathetic. “Puh-please Da- Da..." Nope, can't say it. "S-Steven.” She reached her arms out towards him. “Please help meh-me.” The two nurses made aww sounds but Piper ignored them. She was completely focused on Steven's face.    His expression had softened from confusion to concern, and Piper could swear she saw a flash of something change in his green eyes. “Aww, Pipes…”   “Phebes,” Hannah grabbed the clipboard out of the crying Little’s hand. “It looks like we have a case of cold feet. How about you take - “ she paused to read the forms. “Mr. Doyle here out into the hallway to help him make the right choice. I’ll help this Little one out here.”   “Of course!” Phoebe took the clipboard and flashed an alluring smile at Steven. “Mr. Doyle,” she practically purred, her voice causing both Steven and Piper to blush. “Lets step out into the hallway. I understand you must have a lot of questions and concerns.” The door closed behind them, slightly muffling their voices.   “Now then,” Nurse Hannah grabbed Piper under her armpits and lifted her onto the examination table. Even though Piper had known that this was coming, that she was going to end up in a diaper, her heart started to race all the same.  It was happening now, and not with her safe Amazon in the room. “Pipes, was it? Let’s get you fixed.” She grabbed Piper's old, faded shirt she had been wearing and pulled it up over her head. Into the trash can it went with a quiet rustle.   Fixed. The word echoed around in her mind. “F-fuh-fixed?” She stole a glance towards the door. “You’re going to treat my UTI, right?” Her bra was removed as the shirt had been, revealing her larger than average breasts.   “Shhh, of course we are.” The nurse reached into one of the drawers below the table and produced a pink pacifier. Before Piper could protest it was shoved into her mouth and inflated, followed by the nurse pushing her onto her back. Her heart raced and her tongue wormed its way around the bulb. More tears fell down her face as she realized only moans could make it past her infantile gag; there was no way she could get loud enough for Steven to hear her.    She strained to see if she could hear his voice. From the other side of the wall she heard the hot nurse say something about sudden and chronic loss of maturity. The leathery nurse undid her damp jeans and pulled them down with her equally as damp and ruined panties and socks. Piper instinctively covered her crotch and whined behind the gag. The last bundle of her clothes made a wet thud noise as they hit the bottom of the trash can.   “Tut” the Amazon nurse sucked on her teeth and grabbed Piper's hands, forcing them down on either side of the Little. She then put her face near Piper’s, “I would really not like to use them, because I don’t want to fill out the forms, but I have plenty of ways to make you still for your treatment. Please don’t make me use them, Little girl.” The words were growled at Piper, far from the sweet purr the other nurse had made for Steven. Piper hurriedly nodded her understanding to the nurse. Her nails dug into the skin on her palms as she steeled herself.   “Good.” The nurse relented and looked Piper over. “Hmm, rather curvy for a Little. I’ll make a note for some good surgeons in case your "Dada" wants one.”    Piper shut her eyes tight and tried not to scream into the gag, it wasn’t like it would have been heard anyway. Nononono   “Let’s see about that UTI now.” The nurse pulled two gloves out of a box and shoved her hands into them. She then grabbed and spread Piper’s legs apart, revealing the Little’s labia. “Hmm,” a gloved finger touched Piper, just beneath her clit.   “MMMM!” a jolt of pain shot through Piper. She squirmed, the pain making her flinch despite herself.    “Definitely looks infected. I need to check-” she trailed off and reached into another drawer under the table, Piper couldn’t see what she pulled out. “Put your legs up for me.” Piper did as she was told and lifted her legs up into the air, and the Amazon grabbed onto her ankles with her free hand.    “Good girl!” Piper was cooed at before she felt herself get penetrated by a rectal thermometer. She sobbed behind her pacifier as she tried to keep herself from squirming away from the nurse.    “Shhh, it’s okay.” Her torturer rubbed and patted one of her buttcheeks. “It’ll be over soon. You’re doing so well.” She rubbed Piper a few more times before a beep sounded and the intruding object was removed. “Ninety six point three. A little low, but no fever. That’s good! That means this is easily treatable! We just have to get you all cleaned up and ready for the medicine!”    Piper’s legs were set back down on the table as the nurse busied herself with the rest of the drawers. The moment of reprieve Piper was granted she used to focus on what was happening outside of the room. Faintly, Steven’s voice could be heard from the hall, he was saying something about would have never thought and couldn’t bear to see.    She was brought back when she felt cold wet wipes on her legs. “You’re Dada will have to bathe you later, but we can take care of these fuzzy peepee legs here.” Fuzzy? Piper questioned, until her eyes widened as she got a better look at her legs when the nurse moved to wiping away at her crotch; the wipes were wiping both the pee and any hair growth off of her skin. She knew it would never grow back, she had heard the stories.    Reluctantly, she let the nurse wipe down her arm pits too. There was no bargaining in this situation. “I’m going to let your Daddy know just how good you’re being! You’ll definitely get a lolly for this.” The wipes went into the trash, and then the nurse produced a white diaper and started unfolding and fluffing it. “Legs back up!” The fluffy diaper was slid under her butt, but not pulled all the way through her legs and fastened. Instead the nurse just let it sit underneath Piper. “All set for your medicine!”   Her medicine was a catheter connected to a syringe by a tube. That’s when she picked a spot on the ceiling to stare at.    “Now, you’re going to feel some pressure, and probably a bit of pain.” And Piper was sure that Piper did feel pressure and a bit of pain, Piper was staring at the spot on the ceiling though. “But I’ll just depress this guy and push just enough of the medicine through, and that pain should go away. Then we wait a moment.” The spot on the ceiling was ever so interesting. So interesting that Piper wasn’t sure if it was her dissociation or the medicine that had made the pain fade. “There! All done!” The pressure was finally removed from Piper and she let herself close her eyes, finally allowing herself back into her own body.    “Ope! Just a tiny trickle of peepee!” Piper made a confused grunting noise and tried to look down at her diaper to see what the nurse was talking about but a hand placed on her shoulder kept her on her back. “Nuh-uh-uh. Don’t get squirmy on me now. The medicine will take care of the infection, and keep you from feeling any pain when you pee.” The nurse opened a bottle of baby powder and started overly dusting Piper with it. “Now, if you were a grown up, that dosage would stop there. But Little girls like you often stop feeling their peepees with the same dosage administered. Time varies on how long the medicine stays in the muscles, but usually long enough that they atrophy.”    Just like that, just a simple statement of medical fact, her bladder control was gone. She wasn’t going to be able to negotiate, or bargain for training pants. She was going to pee whenever, wherever, and would know she was doing it.    I should have ran.   The diaper was finally pulled up between her legs and fastened with four pink tapes. “There, starting to look like a proper Little girl now. Now let's see what we have for onesies.”   By the time Steven got back in the room with the signed papers, he found his new Little girl pacified, diapered, wearing a pink onesie with the words “Baby Girl” embroidered in cursive across her chest. Her arms were stretching out towards him, eyes pleading for him to take her away from Nurse Hannah.   “Do you guys have any carseats?”

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