Elfy

It's the big day, but Anna really knows only a little of the plan that is supposed to break her, Ryan, and Jane out of the country. It doesn't get off to the best start... --- I'm only able to write as much as I do thanks to the amazing support of my readers. Writing is my only income and I appreciate everyone who reads my stories more than you all can imagine. If you enjoy my stories and want to see updates a week before everyone else PLUS read 35+ stories only available on my membership sites please have a look at the links below. All support is very gratefully accepted ❤️ https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- Anna felt the cramp twisting at her insides. She winced and leaned to the side slightly from her place, sitting on the floor of the hot television studio. Behind her, Ryan was sat at the end of a couch, next to him was a low glass table and then on the other side were the two presenters with their fake tans and even faker smiles. Anna had no idea which one was which, she never watched daytime television if she could help it, too worried that she would see a commercial starring herself and Ryan. On the other side of the small playpen that Anna sat in, there were a dozen or more men bustling around. A few were operating the cameras, others were whispering into headsets and adjusting various dials and knobs, they seemed bored. Anna moved the toy fire truck in front of her, keenly aware of the camera pointed directly at her. The interview had been going for five minutes; Anna was listening to Ryan struggling to answer questions. At one point, just as the show paused for a commercial break, Ryan and Anna looked at each other. They both had the same question: Where was The Rose Resistance? The longer Anna was sat in the playpen, the more concerned she became. Had the plot to instigate trouble failed? Had Thorn and the others been captured? Was it all a trick all along? If Anna hadn’t been in so much physical discomfort, she might’ve been even more concerned that everything seemed to be proceeding normally. “We understand Anna wasn’t always quite so docile…” One of the almost identical hosts said to Ryan. “Yeah, I mean…” Ryan was flustered. He was torn between not wanting to upset Anna and trying to toe the party line, “There were some problems, but nothing that couldn’t be sorted out with the help of some intensive treatment.” “Oh, why don’t you tell us about that?” The other presenter said. Anna listened to Ryan talking about the daycare. He was careful to leave out certain things, like the fact he had been kept there as well and instead described the “miraculous” improvement in his wife’s attitude. Anna tuned out again. There was nothing there she wanted to hear, besides, the issue in her tummy was reaching criticality. It didn’t matter if there were millions of people watching, she desperately needed to relieve herself. She got up on to her knees with her butt stuck out behind her. “Cut to camera two!” Anna heard someone with a clipboard urgently whispering. She looked over her shoulder and saw a red light blink on the camera trained on her butt. Anna had just a couple of seconds to feel humiliated as she turned to face away from the camera and closed her eyes. “Zoom in! Zoo-…” The producer was suddenly cut off. A sudden explosion seemed to shake the whole building. There were shouts of alarm and people were suddenly running everywhere. Inside the playpen, the surprise had caused Anna to push down, and she unceremoniously filled the back of her diaper with a messy sludge, the suppositories stimulating her bowels and causing the back of the padding to bulge out underneath her dress. Anna didn’t have time to even think about that though. The explosion had happened behind her. She whipped around and saw that a section of the wall had been blown apart, there was rubble and debris strewn across the studio, miraculously it seemed like no one had been significantly harmed. “What the hell!?” Shouted one of the protestors. Alarms started ringing and people were running for the exits. Anna was still squatting down, unsure of what to do, when she looked over at Ryan she saw a similar look of shock on his face. Then she heard more voices, these ones female. “Secure the broadcast room!” Said an authoritative voice, “Restrain the men!” Anna got to her knees, her freshly mushy rear end bulging out behind her. She was looking into the dust and debris as women with guns and dark green uniforms hurried inside. In the middle of them was a woman with deep red hair. Anna knew instantly who she was looking at despite never setting eyes on her before. “Thorn?” Anna muttered. There was no way anyone could hear her. The two presenters were being led away, their arms raised. Thorn saw the playpen and a smile twisted across her face. She marched forwards occasionally pointing out a task for one of the other women to do, there were at least a couple dozen of them. Anna noticed that none of them were padded as far as she could tell. “Anna.” Thorn said as she reached the playpen, “We meet at last.” Anna was still in shock somewhat, still reeling from what she was seeing and hearing. She looked out to the cameras, all of them pointing at the floor, their operators having either run away or getting corralled together by The Rose Resistance soldiers. “We’re not going to hurt anyone.” Thorn said quietly, answering an unasked question, “Unless they give us cause to. Are you ready?” “Huh?” Anna grunted dumbly. “The speech.” Thorn said. Anna couldn’t take her eyes off the pistol holstered at the woman’s waist, “Once you deliver it, we need to get you out of here. We don’t have long.” Ryan had briefly been caught up with all the men being led away but having finally established his identity, he had leapt over the side of the playpen and rushed up behind Anna. The stinky woman jumped as she felt his hands on her shoulders. “Are you OK?” Ryan asked quickly. “Y-Yeah.” Anna’s brain was finally catching up to the situation at hand, “I’m ready.” “Excellent.” Thorn smiled and nodded her head, it was as if this armed insurrection was nothing but a bit of fun for her, “Just give us a minute to secure the place. We need to make sure we’re broadcasting.” Anna slowly stood up. Her legs were shaking. She was watching as the studio was taken over, it had clearly been an event The Rose Resistance had practiced often. Rose had a walkie-talkie in her hand and was giving various orders. Anna was shocked to hear, from the other end, what sounded like gunshots. Thorn saw Anna’s surprise. “You didn’t expect they’d let us just take you, right?” Thorn laughed, “We’ve launched attacks across the city, it will hopefully buy us some time.” “All this… for me?” Anna asked. She was flabbergasted that anyone would go to such trouble, put themselves in danger, perhaps even get killed. “You are the best weapon we could have.” Thorn said simply, “No one has the experiences you do; no one can deliver the message of what it’s really like in Sallas like you. You’re a celebrity, and once you are out of here the whole world will want to hear what you have to say.” Anna swallowed. She didn’t feel like a celebrity, or someone that anyone else would listen to. She was just… Anna. She felt sure that Thorn was overestimating the power she could have, certain that no one would care about whatever message she had to deliver to the outside world. At the same time, she wasn’t going to say any of that, not with Thorn directing her troops and about to try and get her out. “We don’t have enough people or firepower to hold on forever.” Thorn continued, “Once we’ve got you out the teams are going to melt away, back into the woods. We are an army, but we need more weapons, money and people. That’s what we need you to get us.” “I’ll try…” Anna said cautiously. Thorn smiled at her and nodded her head. Just as she opened her mouth again the radio in her hand crackled to life. Thorn held it up to her ear, Anna couldn’t quite make out what the voice was saying but Thorn’s face was tense. Anna felt Ryan rub her shoulders and she looked back and smiled at him. “Alright, just give us a few more minutes.” Thorn said. She lowered the radio and then looked to Anna, “Alright, you’re up. We’ve got control of the station, but don’t take too long.” Anna nodded. She stood up with some help from Ryan who then stood off to the side, Thorn was keen for Anna to deliver the message with no one else distracting from it. Anna tried to remember exactly what she had planned to say, her brain was struggling to hold on to any information. Thorn stood next to a camera which was controlled by one of her soldiers, its unblinking eye rose up from the ground and pointed at Anna. A second later the red light came on. “Go.” Thorn whispered from off to the side. Anna swallowed anxiously as she stood in the middle of the playpen. There was chaos all around her, it seemed ridiculous that she would be expected to deliver a speech. She looked to the side, at the large hole in the wall, the one she assumed she would soon be running through. Standing in front of the camera, it may well end up being one of the last times she is seen by the public. If things go bad, this was the last impression she would leave of herself. She wasn’t going to let it be of her looking confused in her stinky diaper. She looked up at the camera and steeled herself. “Sallas…” Anna started, “You know me as Anna Manning, a girl like many who might be watching this broadcast, used by the government to tell you all how you should behave. But I’m something else, something so much more than Anna Manning.” Anna was going totally off-script. She glanced at Thorn who was siling and nodding, encouraging her to continue with her heartfelt words. She took a deep breath and continued. “I’m more than Anna Manning, more than a wife, and more than a daughter” Anna continued, “I am a woman. A woman with hopes and dreams just like millions of others, a woman who has so much more potential than just household help for my husband. You have all been lied to by a government trying to keep control.” Anna paused again. She thought about the millions of people on the other side of the lens. The men and women throughout the country who were, presumably, watching her. She’d always wanted to feel like she was doing some worthwhile, something that could make a difference, and it finally felt like she was getting that opportunity. “Men of Sallas, it is time to give women equality and end this persecution!” Anna stated with real feeling, “Women of Sallas, it is time to take the power back! You are lesser than no man! Take control of your lives! It’s time to join the-…” Anna suddenly noticed the light beneath the camera had blinked out. She looked at Thorn, who had been standing near to it and beaming. Her walkie-talkie crackled into life. She listened to it and then swore. “We have to go.” Thorn said, “They’ve cut the power.” “To the building?” Ryan asked. “To the city.” Thorn replied, “They really don’t want people hearing your message.” “Damn it…” Anna slumped. “Hey, don’t worry.” Thorn reached out and patted Anna’s shoulder, “What you have just done is drop a large rock in the pond, we’re going to be the ripples. You’ve just told everyone that another way is possible, this is a historic moment.” Anna looked at Ryan who, though pale-faced, nodded back at her. She took a deep breath and immediately regretted it. Her poopy diaper was leaking its smell into the air around her. She looked down and Thorn clearly saw what she was thinking. “There’s no time.” Thorn said, “We have to leave now.” Anna really didn’t want to go on this potentially dangerous escape in a soiled diaper, but it didn’t seem like she was going to have a choice in the matter. Ryan had grabbed her arm and was nodding his head towards the open gate of the playpen. Anna nodded and hurried forwards, waddling as fast as the thick diaper would let her. As they approached the hole in the wall Anna could hear shooting on the streets outside. She was momentarily blinded as they left the dark studio and stepped out into the natural light, the street was deserted but the gunfire sounded close. Thorn came sauntering out, not going faster than a quick walk as she went down to the hastily parked vehicles, many of the women who had stormed the studio were following. It was like a wave that Anna was swept up in, an unstoppable tide of momentum that she could only go along with, and she was thankful, she had the feeling that without this external forward momentum she would be frozen to the spot. There were a lot of people shouting and jostling. Anna held on to Ryan’s hand as firmly as possible through the chaos that was happening all around them. “Get in.” Thorn said as she opened the door to the car. Anna was halfway into the car, her big, discoloured diaper sticking out behind her as she bent over, when a large explosion suddenly shook the ground. Anna felt someone diving on top of her and a split-second later the car and everything around it was showered with debris. “Damn it, they were supposed to wait for my signal!” Thorn grumbled. “I think they’re taking the station back, ma’am.” Replied another soldier, one now in possession of the walkie-talkie. “Already?” Even under the body that was still lying on top of her, and pressing the stinky padding against her skin, Anna could hear the concern in Thorn’s voice. It was the first time she had sounded like she wasn’t in full control of an incredibly chaotic situation. “Yes, Ma’am.” The soldier with the radio replied, “The outer perimeter has been forced back.” “Alright…” Thorn paused, “Stay here. Everybody stays here. I’ll go with Anna and Ryan alone, if they work out that’s what we’re doing they should come after us.” “But… If they go after you…” The woman started hesitantly. “We’ll be fine.” Thorn said. Her brief dalliance with sounding unsure already banished, “Come on, we all knew there would be casualties.” --- If you want to see what happens next RIGHT NOW you can do so at one of the following links. Thank you, and all support is very gratefully received: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/mf967rdsf7db10/chapter/mnvqf8g82e9ca329 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/2439968

Livy is really struggling with her attempts at showing Landon any kind of maturity and it is starting to get to her. Back at home, Robyn finally gets Dan to do what she wanted... but is she ready for it? --- I am only able to pay the bills, keep the lights, put food in the fridge and keep my butt in nappies through the generous support of those who enjoy my stories. I have both a SubscribeStar AND a Ream page, both get the same content, and the wonderful subscribers are all able to read every story update I write a full week before anyone else. Not only that, but at the $10 tier there are 29 stories EXCLUSIVELY available to subscribers. There's also the opportunity to have big discounts on commissions and even free stories written for you at the other tiers. I deeply, deeply appreciate everyone who supports me by subscribing. It really means the world. This is my only source of income and my subscribers allow me to dedicate my time to writing and posting more stories for everyone. If you have the spare funds and wish to find out more, you can visit either of my subscriber pages. https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- Livy looked down at her meal and felt like she couldn’t eat another bite. She’d only eaten half of her already modest portion, but she felt completely overwhelmed and overstimulated. The day had been rougher than she could ever have imagined, and she hated that she was still being seen by people. Every sound seemed loud and harsh, every colour was too bright. Both her legs were shaking under the table and yet she tried to keep herself as still as possible. She didn’t want Landon to know that she felt like she was falling apart. It was hard to say how well her masking was going. Landon had looked at her a number of times. Livy felt another jolt of anxiety slide down her spine and end up in her tummy as she thought about how out of place she was. She felt sick. She needed to be alone. “I’ll be right back.” Livy said as she put her knife and fork on her plate. “Where are you going?” Landon asked. “I need the bathroom.” Livy replied. “But you…” Landon started. Livy didn’t hear the rest as she fast-walked across the restaurant towards the women’s restroom. She nearly bumped into a waiter in her rush to get in, but she eventually reached what felt like a safe haven. She closed the door behind her and locked it. It was a restroom with only one toilet rather than a row of cubicles, Livy wondered if that was ever inconvenient for other patrons, it obviously wasn’t for her. The light on the ceiling had come on automatically when Livy walked inside. It was too bright, just like the lights in the restaurant, but at least there was less noise. She walked over to the sink and rested against the basin. Staring into the mirror she didn’t see the woman she hoped other people saw in her, she saw the little girl that was lost and desperately needed a cuddle. Panic was still surging through Livy as she tried the breathing techniques she had learnt at therapy. It was difficult when her mind was racing so much. She looked into her reflection’s eyes and saw tears leaking out of them. The new earrings in her ears glinted as she took some tissue and wiped her face. She was shaking and couldn’t seem to make herself still. “Calm down.” Livy told herself, “Everyone else can do this stuff. Why can’t you?” That was the accusing question that always sprung up the moment things started to get on top of her. It was the question that Livy had no answer for, the reason she kicked herself when she was down. She felt so horribly weak and useless. Even when someone tried to take her for a nice day out, all she could do was make a spectacle of herself and embarrass the person she was with. She wanted, no, NEEDED, to be back at home. She needed Dan, Mr. Hootie and Robyn to all be cuddling her and telling her she was OK. Like a toddler, Livy needed reassurance more than anything in the world. “To think… You thought you could show anyone you were a grown up…” Livy chastised herself. Livy wished she was back at home. Only in her nursery did she feel safe, only with Dan cuddling her did she feel reassured that she was still loved. She half-expected Landon to have run away whilst she was in the bathroom, she wouldn’t have blamed her. Livy turned on the faucet and splashed some cold water on her face before sitting down on the toilet. Livy had to chuckle. It was the first time she had sat on a toilet in quite a while, of course she had no plan to use it, her diaper would stop anything like that happening. She lowered her head so that, with her elbows on her knees, she was able to rest her face in her hands. How long would Livy be able to hide? She didn’t know, but if she had her way she would’ve stayed there for hours, until everyone else had left and she could slink home without anyone seeing her, judging her. Livy took deep breaths and slowly felt her heartrate slowing down. She had been on the verge of a panic attack before getting into the bathroom, now she was feeling something approaching normal. It probably helped that no one could see her, especially Landon, whom she felt she had let out more than anyone. A sudden knock on the door had Livy jump up. She felt a squirt of urine get quickly absorbed by her diaper. She hoped it was just the anxiety that was seemingly weakening her body’s reactions to surprises. “Just a minute!” Livy called out. “Livy?” Landon’s voice was muffled by the door, “You’ve been in there a while, is everything alright?” “Y-Yes.” Livy stuttered in response, “I’ll just be a minute.” “Alright, I’ll wait for you outside, OK?” Landon said. “Sure thing.” Livy replied. Livy must’ve been lost in rumination longer than she thought. It was easy to lose track of time when she was going in circles mentally, just repeating the same accusatory phrases to herself, a reinforcing behaviour she found so hard to stop. After another minute, Livy unlocked the door and pulled it open. She saw that there were a few people waiting, they didn’t seem too happy. The thought that they had been there when Landon came to check on her made her blush. At least none of them knew what she had been doing. It was embarrassing enough having to run away from Landon, if they knew she had been hiding she was sure they would judge her harshly. “Ah, there you are.” Landon said. She was standing against the window a couple of feet from the front door of the restaurant, “I was getting ready to send in a search party.” “Sorry.” Livy replied. “What were you doing in there?” Landon asked with a frown, “I mean, obviously you weren’t…” Landon tailed off. Livy was thankful. There were a lot of people around and she didn’t think any of them needed to know why her being in a bathroom was such a notable event. She didn’t say anything, instead her head remained bowed, so she was looking at Landon’s feet. The feeling of being overwhelmed was already starting to grow again. What she felt like she needed, more than anything else, was Landon to give her a hug. She would’ve preferred Dan, but he wasn’t there. A silence persisted between them with the background noises of vehicles and pedestrians growing steadily louder in Livy’s ears. She almost willed Landon to read her mind and give her a hug and tell her things were going to be fine. She looked up at the taller woman and wondered if she should ask. It would’ve blown away the last hopes of being seen as equal, but maybe that would’ve been worth it. She opened her mouth and… “Don’t worry, I shouldn’t ask.” Landon said before Livy could speak, “We’ve got one more place I want to take you before we head home. It’s nearby, follow me.” And just like that, the moment was gone. --- Dan pulled Robyn into the master bedroom, the room most often accompanied by himself and Landon. He could hear Robyn stumbling a little behind him, her diaper crinkling loudly. When he reached the bed, he finally let go and turned to look at her. To his surprise, she was smiling widely and looking up at him with eyes of… hope? “Don’t forget your safe word.” Dan growled. Robyn’s eyes widened as she quickly nodded her head. Dan felt base instincts within him, things he hadn’t felt before. He saw that smiling face and saw a Little that needed putting in her place. He pulled up Robyn’s dress with one hand and then used the other to tear at the tapes on the diaper. It loosened and fell to the floor. No one said anything. Dan was breathing a little heavily, but he could see that Robyn was practically squirming. If she wasn’t looking forward to her punishment, it was too bad. She had more than earned it. Dan pulled Robyn forwards and against the bed. He lifted her slightly so that she ended up on all fours, her ass pointing directly at him. Dan didn’t need to think. He could probably count the number of spankings he had given to adult babies on one hand, but he was certain Robyn deserved it more than anyone else had ever deserved it. She wanted to push his buttons? She wanted to be bratty? Then he would show her what happened. Dan held up the bottom of Robyn’s dress with one hand giving him a clear view of her butt. He wasn’t thinking anymore. Instead, he acted on an instinct he had long had to suppress, Livy hated spankings and went out of her way to avoid them. It no longer mattered that Robyn wasn’t “his” Little. It was time to show Robyn the pecking order, and he was on top. Holding nothing back, Dan lifted his hand behind him and then brought it forwards. His palm made contact with Robyn’s ass and the slapping sound reverberated around the walls like a gunshot. Robyn yelped like a puppy as she was pushed forwards a little. Dan pulled his hand back and saw a red imprint left on the Little’s backside. Dan’s hand flew forwards again, this time landing on the other cheek. Robyn let out another yell, though this one sounded slightly different, a little throatier. Robyn remained on her knees, but at the other end she dropped from her hands to her elbows, with her face against the covers. Dan continued to spank Robyn. The frustration at the woman’s actions all morning being unleashed on her butt. He could quickly see the skin turning red… but that wasn’t the strangest thing that was happening. As Dan continued to spank Robyn, he heard the adult baby’s noises turn from expressions of pain to moans. He continued to spank Robyn’s bare backside, each blow leaving new marks and creating more sounds from Robyn. The sounds seemed to be becoming increasingly erotic and even his heaviest smacks only elicited the sounds of pleasure. Dan stopped with his hand on Robyn’s butt. The skin felt warm to the touch; he thought he could feel her quivering a little. His hand started to slide down the smooth skin of Robyn’s round ass. He kept waiting to hear Robyn stop him, to use her safe word, or to demand to know what he thought he was doing. But there was nothing. Robyn seemed to go very still, she seemed to be holding her breath. Dan’s hand reached Robyn’s thigh, and he slowly pushed them apart. His fingers ran up Robyn’s slit and it was unmistakable. She was wet. The spanking had turned her on. Dan quickly withdrew his hand, suddenly realising what he was doing. The movement caused his clothes to rub against him, to rub against one very specific area in particular. Looking down, Dan saw the front of his pants tenting out. The wet patch on his crotch from the spilled drink thrusting out into the room as he felt a hardness underneath that he had rarely experienced before. He was shocked at the reaction, he had certainly never expected spanking someone to do THIS to him. He looked at the bed and saw Robyn looking back at him, her eyes wide and her face red. A crushing guilt pressed on his shoulders as he realised what he was getting turned on by. It wasn’t right. Little space was innocent, if Livy could’ve seen him then she’d have been horrified. “Robyn, I…” Dan started. Robyn turned her head away again. For a second Dan thought he had destroyed everything. Then he saw Robyn’s legs part, her back arch and she stuck her rear end out in the air. She angled herself to give Dan a look at her pussy, now positively dripping excitement. Dan got the message. Dan unbuckled his pants and hooked his thumb under the waistband of his underwear. He had just started to pull them down, barely uncovering the top of his trimmed pubic hair when Robyn looked behind her again. This time she froze. Dan saw a look of horror cross her face. Before Dan could react, Robyn had spun around so she was sitting on the bed. She looked left and right, and Dan recognised the panicky reaction as something he had seen in Livy many times before. He started to reach out a hand, wanting to try and calm the adult baby down, but Robyn pushed his hand away before practically diving for the door to the landing. “Robyn!” Dan called desperately. He heard her footsteps run towards the nursery and then the door open and close heavily. Dan sat down on the edge of the bed with his mouth hanging open. He had thought she wanted to go further. Had he misinterpreted her moves as being sexual? Did she just want more spanks? Had his sudden lust caused him to see signals that didn’t exist? Dan sank his head into his hands. 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Anna, Ryan, and Jane discuss the proposal from Thorn. They don't have long. When Mr. Sawyer comes calling for their next propaganda job, they are left surprised and anxious. The question is... can they pull it off? And can they ALL get out? --- I'm only able to write as much as I do thanks to the amazing support of my readers. Writing is my only income and I appreciate everyone who reads my stories more than you all can imagine. If you enjoy my stories and want to see updates a week before everyone else PLUS read 35+ stories only available on my membership sites please have a look at the links below. All support is very gratefully accepted ❤️ https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- “No. Absolutely not.” Ryan said. “Ryan…” Anna sighed. “We need to talk about this.” Jane, caught in the middle, tried to mediate. Anna had just put the phone down and explained what Thorn had said to her husband and Jane. With each word she saw Ryan’s expression grow darker. Towards the end of the plan, he had stood up and started pacing up and down. “Talk?” Ryan shook his head, “There’s nothing to talk about. I refuse.” “It could be our only shot!” Anna countered loudly. “And what a shot it is!” Ryan laughed harshly, “What would you say the odds were? One hundred to one? One THOUSAND to one?” “It’s not that bad…” Anna said a little more quietly. She implicitly conceded that the odds weren’t in her favour. “We are comfortable here!” Ryan raised his arms to indicate the kitchen, “Do you really think we could have better than this out there? As refugees in a world we know nothing about?” “And how long are we safe?” Anna demanded loudly. She hit the table and caused Jane to jump in her seat, “We are here at the mercy of Sallas, and they can take that away at any moment. The second we are no longer useful we will be tossed to the side. What happens then?” “Please, can we just sit down and talk.” Jane asked. She looked a little distressed. Anna gave Ryan a look and he rolled his eyes. After getting himself a drink of water, letting the tension in the air simmer, he sat back at the table. His hand was shaking a little bit. Jane looked between the two as if she was afraid they were about to flip the table and go after each other. “I’m serious.” Ryan said in his normal speaking voice, “This is insane.” “What happens if we don’t do it?” Jane asked quietly. “I don’t know.” Anna shrugged her shoulders, “Thorn didn’t say. She just said she would call back in half an hour for our answer. I think that if we say no… she may stop contacting us.” “Good!” Ryan replied a little too loudly, “Sorry, Jane. I just mean… We’ve tried to help her, and this is the best she can give in return?” “I don’t know if you’ve noticed…” Anna said bitterly, “But Sallas is not exactly an easy place to get out of.” Ryan lifted his hands to his face. Anna said nothing. Until she had been presented with the opportunity, she really didn’t know what she would do if she was presented with an actual plan of escape. It didn’t seem likely to work, failure would almost certainly mean being sent to Finishing School at a minimum, but despite these facts, Anna knew she wouldn’t turn it down. It may have been the most selfish thing in the world, but if that meant risking Ryan and Jane as well, she would do it. She loved them both, she didn’t want to hurt them, but she needed to get out of Sallas with every fibre of her being. “There has to be a better plan.” Ryan finally said. “There isn’t.” Anna replied. “Jane, where do you stand on this lunacy?” Ryan turned to the third person at the table. Jane looked startled. It seemed she was still getting used to people asking her opinion on anything. She looked back and forth; Anna could practically see her brain trying to work out an answer that didn’t make anybody mad. She almost seemed on the verge of tears as her brain tried to find something that would please both Ryan and Anna. “I, erm…” Jane said, “Anna’s told me about places outside Sallas and I… Well, they sound wonderful…” “I don’t disagree.” Ryan said, “But this is insane. An uprising? In the middle of Kingston? Designed to get us separated from our escorts, and then a run to the coast? Can Thorn even pull that off?” “She’s done pretty big stuff.” Anna said. They had all seen the news. It seemed that at least once a month The Rose Resistance was pulling off some major act of “terrorism” as the reporters called it. Of course, one man’s terrorist was another woman’s freedom fighter. As big as some of The Rose Resistance’s acts had been, however, this seemed like an order of magnitude bigger. Thorn had told Anna that there would be chaos in the streets. That once the broadcast was complete, the three of them would be whisked away, hopefully before the authorities could get a handle on the situation. Anna had no idea how many people Thorn commanded or if it would be enough, but it seemed a lot of people were going to risk their lives to get Anna out. She really didn’t think she was worth it, but Thorn insisted the value of having Anna outside the country was worth rolling the dice. “How long have we got?” Ryan asked. “She’ll call back in about twenty minutes.” Anna replied as she looked at the clock. Each tick seemed to ramp up the pressure. Anna shifted uncomfortably in her seat and felt her diaper becoming wetter yet again. It wasn’t that she had no control over it, but when in an agitated or excited state it was something that could slip her mind. She tried not to let herself think that it made her less of a person. “Think about what you’re risking.” Ryan said seriously. “I know what I’m risking.” Anna replied, “Look, if either of you don’t want to take part, maybe we could find some way of making it seem like you had no idea or something. Maybe they could tie you up and…” “I want to go.” Jane said. She interrupted Anna as if she might lose her opportunity to leave, that if she didn’t speak up right then she might forget the words altogether. “You already know I’ll go wherever you go.” Ryan said. He sighed, Anna could see that he saw his love for her as a burden more than anything at that particular moment, “I just want you to really think about this.” Anna swallowed. She looked down at the phone in front of her as her mind whirled. She was at the ultimate crossroad. One path led to a comfortable but stifled life, a beautiful cage that she would be taken out of and paraded for the people of Sallas like a rare bird, one where she was safe as long as she was useful. The other path led into the unknown. It led to danger. It was filled with spiked pits, arrow traps, and boulders ready to crush her, and there, right at the very far end, was the faintest glimmer of a better life. It’s dazzling brilliance promising everything she had ever dreamed of if she had the bravery to walk that way. The only sound in the room was the ticking clock. It felt unfair. If it had been just her and her alone, this would’ve been easy. Her desperation to leave might end up burning her alive, but at least she wouldn’t hurt anyone else. With Jane and Ryan, it wasn’t just her that would get caught in the inferno. In some ways she hated that her brain instantly told her that it was a risk worth taking. That she would risk burning the world for a chance at freedom. It was selfish, she knew that. The sensible choice would be to tell Thorn no. To tell her to find a way that didn’t risk everyone else, to ask her if she was insane for thinking this plan would work. That would be what a rational mind would say. It would look at the odds and not even think about it. But if Sallas had been made out of rationality, none of it would’ve been happening at all. It was a deeply irrational country, so perhaps being sensible would be a detriment. When the phone rang everyone in the kitchen was taken by surprise. No doubt they were all lost in their own thoughts. Anna picked up the phone and answered it. “Well?” Thorn asked form the other side without any preamble. “We’ll do it.” Anna replied. She looked at Ryan who looked right back at her. Jane’s hands went to her mouth. “Good.” Thorn replied. For as much of a decision as this had been for the people around the kitchen table, it seemed that Thorn had barely given it a thought, “We’ll be in touch with more information.” Just like that, the call was ended. Anna continued holding it against her ear. She didn’t know what she expected or wanted, maybe just some comforting words from the leader of the resistance that she was throwing her lot in with. It was done. What she had just locked herself into, she couldn’t be sure, all she knew was that one way or the other the lives of the three people at the table were going to change in a big way. --- Anna woke up feeling a combination of dread, panic and excitement. One way or the other her life, along with Jane’s and Ryan’s, was going to change for good. Thorn had called the previous evening and told her exactly what was going to happen, told her to be ready because they would only get one shot at it. “I’m shocked you managed to sleep.” Ryan said. Anna, lying on her back, let her head fall to the side, where Ryan lying and staring at the ceiling. He indeed did look like he had been awake most of the night. The crib meant there wasn’t a lot of room, Anna rolled over and draped her arm across Ryan’s chest, her diaper was damp as it pressed against her husband’s hip. She let out a sigh and, just for a few moments, enjoyed the peace and quiet. “It’s going to be OK.” Anna said quietly. “I wish I had your confidence.” Ryan replied. He lifted an arm and placed it on Anna’s back, “How long have we got?” “Thorn said the shoot was set for midday.” Anna said, “I don’t know when they’ll be coming to get us. Remember, we aren’t supposed to know about it so be appropriately shocked when they turn up.” Anna felt Ryan’s chest rise and fall as he let out a deep sigh. He didn’t need to say anything, she knew that if it was up to him, they would have nothing to do with the plan. It said a lot about his love for her that he hadn’t put his foot down harder. Sure, they’d discussed it, nearly every night, exhaustively, but it always came down to Anna saying she needed to do it and Ryan nodding his head. They’d been together and married for a little while by then. Forced together through convenience for their families and happenstance, made to live together despite being strangers. Yet, over time, Anna was certain she had fallen in love with him. It may have been chance that brought them together, but that didn’t make the feelings that had blossomed any less real. Knowing it might be their final day together if things didn’t go there way, as seemed likely, Anna knew she had to tell Ryan how she felt. “Ryan…” Anna said quietly. She could feel her chest tightening; an embarrassment flushed through her. To be so vulnerable by choice was not easy at all, even harder since their stint in the daycare had come within inches of seemingly breaking her. Fear, as well, started rearing its ugly head. A fear of rejection, a fear that she was going to tell Ryan how she felt, only to find out he didn’t feel the same. Could she blame him if he didn’t? After all she had put him through… “Anna?” Ryan asked. He shifted position so that he was on his side and looking Anna in the eyes. His hands on her hips, thumbs gently fiddling with the papery waistband of the diaper she needed to change. “I…” Anna swallowed around a lump in her throat that seemed to try to keep the words inside her, “I… I love you.” Anna’s heart raced as a half-second of silence seemed to stretch out into infinity. It seemed to take forever for Ryan to start smiling, or maybe it was only a second, it was hard to tell. Ryan pressed himself closer to Anna. She breathed deeply, inhaling his smell. “I love you too.” Ryan replied, “We may not have chosen this marriage, but I’m very glad we have it.” Anna opened her mouth. Maybe she was going to say something, maybe she was going to kiss her husband, she never got the chance to find out what she was going to do as the door to the bedroom flew open. “Anna! Ryan! You-… Oh… Sorry.” Jane was stood in the doorway, looking breathless and in a diaper that was sagging well past the point she should’ve been changed. A blush crept across her face, and she turned to face away from them. If Anna hadn’t been so alarmed by the tone of her shouts, she would’ve found it amusing. “Jane? What is it?” Anna said as she sat up. “They’re coming!” Jane said, “I saw their cars parking outside!” “Already?” Anna felt her pulse quicken, “Shit. I was hoping we’d have more time.” “Is… Is it really happening?” Jane asked, turning back around, “Are we going to…” “Yes.” Ryan replied. Anna looked at her husband and saw steely determination. She felt her heart swell with pride but seeing him looking so ready for action did a lot to help calm her racing mind down. They quickly ran through what was going to happen as they got ready to leave, it didn’t take long. All they knew was that they were going to be filming something today, that Thorn had given them a new script to read out, and that there was something big planned, partly as an act of rebellion, but also to get Anna, Ryan and Jane to the coast. When the knock on the door came, Ryan reminded everyone to act like they didn’t know the men for the government were coming, or what was going to happen next. Anna was changing Jane’s diaper in the nursery when the front door was opened. Usually, they talked whilst doing these things, it helped to soften the potential embarrassment, this time both the women were silent. Their ears were trained on the doorway, listening to the voices downstairs. “Come on.” Anna said as she finished taping the diaper, “We better get a move on.” Jane slid off the table and put on her maid outfit. As far as Mr. Sawyer or any of the men with him knew, Jane was still a regressed baby maid, they needed to keep the charade up even though it embarrassed Jane all the more. Anna climbed up on the table and quickly changed herself, something she didn’t want to be caught doing. No sooner had she finished placing the final tape than there was a shout from downstairs. “Anna!” Ryan called, “Mr. Sawyer needs us.” “Be there in a second!” Anna shouted back. She turned to Jane and dropped her voice, “Are you ready?” Jane nodded and smiled a nervous smile. Anna nodded her head as well and patted her friend on the shoulder. She picked up the diaper bag that was ostensibly for them both and quickly slipped the regression antidote injections into a side pocket. If this somehow worked, they would need them for Jane, at least until whatever they did at the Finishing School wore off for good or their destination country could manufacture some more. They would just have to take the risk that someone might check the bag. If the needles were found it surely wouldn’t take the government long to work out what they were for, it was a chance that they had to take. Anna quickly threw on a dress that she loathed but knew Mr. Sawyer would like. It was a very pink number, with frills everywhere that they could be fit. It was a strategic choice, Anna wanted to butter up the men who had come for them, to pretend to be the good little girl they wanted. “Very nice, very nice…” Mr. Sawyer smirked and nodded his head as Anna came down the stairs. Her diaper clearly visible as her dress flared out from the petticoat underneath it, “I see that stint in the daycare really put her in her place.” “Yeah.” Ryan replied with an uneasy laugh, “She’s been… good.” Jane followed Anna downstairs. They arrived at the bottom and waited to be told what was going on. Anna felt like she might throw up if she thought too much about what was to come. It was hard enough to have Mr. Sawyer and his men looking at her, she kept her own eyes firmly on the ground. “So, what’s the plan?” Ryan asked. His attempts to sound conversational failing completely. “Oh, we have a spot on a morning TV show for you.” Mr. Sawyer said, “You’ve heard of This Morning in Sallas I take it?” “Yeah, I sometimes watch it with breakfast.” Ryan replied. “You do?” Mr. Sawyer let out his distinctive bark of dismissive laughter, “It’s a load of shit. It is, however, watched by millions of people every morning. A prime spot for the nation’s favourite little girl.” “L-Live TV?” Anna asked. Her eyes widened. “That’s right.” Mr. Sawyer replied, “An interview with Ryan whilst you put on a show.” “A show?” Anna frowned. “All will become clear.” Mr. Sawyer walked forwards and pinched Anna’s cheek, “Best not to worry your pretty face about it, you’ll get wrinkles.” Anna should’ve guessed it would be live. If Thorn and The Rose Resistance were planning something, it would need to be broadcast. That said, the speech she had been given to memorise suddenly felt a lot more daunting, knowing she would be looking into the lens of a camera that had millions of people staring back. Maybe this was a bad idea after all… “What do you think you’re doing?” Mr. Sawyer was frowning. At first, Anna thought the government man was talking to her and she was about to answer until she saw that he was actually looking at Jane right behind her. It was fortunate that Jane remembered that she was supposed to be regressed and subservient still, she didn’t reply. “She’s getting ready?” Ryan phrased his statement like a question, as if he himself wasn’t sure. “For what?” Mr. Sawyer asked. “Well, I…” Ryan started. “Your maid is not required.” Mr. Sawyer interrupted, “She’ll be staying here.” Anna opened her mouth to speak but managed to stop herself. They had been assured by Thorn that all three of them would be together for the breakout. Anna turned to look at her friend, she’d gone white as a sheet. She turned back to Ryan, her eyes silently sending him the message to do something. “I’m not sure I want to leave her here alone…” Ryan said. Anna could see that he was making the sentence up as he went along, “She broke something a few days ago and I want to supervise her.” “Not a problem.” Mr. Sawyer shrugged, “We can have a man stay and watch her.” “No!” Jane blurted out before she could stop herself. “What did you…” Mr. Sawyer looked equal parts shocked and furious that Jane would talk back. The dangerous rage Mr. Sawyer had was distracted when Ryan stepped forwards and quickly turned Jane around on the stairs. He started spanking her, harder than Anna imagined he could, and she jerked back with each connection, her own rear end tingling with the memories of what had happened at the daycare. By the time Ryan was finished, Jane was crying though Anna thought that wasn’t necessarily from the pain of the punishment. “You need to watch that.” Mr. Sawyer said to Ryan, “If you want, we could take her back to Finishing School for some… fine tuning.” “It’s fine.” Ryan quickly said, “I’m learning to use a firmer hand.” “Well, look at that!” Mr. Sawyer clapped his hands together and laughed, “We really have turned you into the model family. Keep it up and you might even get your bed back.” The men around Ryan laughed. Anna knew that the crib left in Ryan’s room was a message and a reminder, clearly it wasn’t a secret either as Mr. Sawyer’s hangers on all appeared to know about it. The government man told his men to stay with the small family until they were ready to go, he made it clear he didn’t want to wait long. “Jane, I’m…” Anna muttered as she leaned down to finish putting on her shoe. It wasn’t clear if Jane heard Anna. She was still face down on the bottom stairs and crying loudly. It was all Anna could do to not burst into tears herself. The scrutiny from the other men in the hallway made it difficult, but Anna reached down and squeezed Jane’s hand as she pushed herself up. “It’s… OK.” Jane choked out. “I…” Anna started. “Go.” Jane whispered, “Live your life. I know you’ll make it.” Anna’s eyes shimmered with tears as Ryan took her hand and led her away form Jane. With her shoes on there was just no reason to delay any further and they had to move before the men got suspicious. Anna stumbled forwards, looking back over her shoulder as Jane remained on the stairs. For the second time, Anna felt like she was abandoning her only friend to a fate worse than death. The door was closed as she was dragged outside leaving Jane alone in the house. It seemed like her fate would be clear. If Anna and Ryan escaped, then Jane would no doubt be punished. Her access to the medicine would come to an end and she would be in a much worse position. It the escape failed, then Jane would no doubt be punished along with the couple. There was no good outcome for her. Anna started sobbing and she couldn’t stop no matter how much the men around her glowered. She didn’t want to act like that day was different from any other, but how could she not? She was put into the car next to Ryan who quickly hugged her, she leaned into it for the comfort. “Don’t cry.” Mr. Sawyer said as he stepped into the front seat, “It will make your eyes puffy and you want to look your best for the camera, right?” It was difficult for Anna to stop but she eventually quietened down to an occasional sniffle as she looked out the window. Her mind should’ve been on what was about to happen, instead it was on what she had left behind at the house. She pictured Jane, all alone, sitting on the stairs still and waiting for the hammer to fall on her one way or another. If that girl had any luck, it was all bad. The car made its way into Kingston. Anna kept trying to see any signs of preparation, any hint of what was likely to be a cataclysmic day in the capital city but could discern nothing out of the ordinary. Maybe it had all been called off without word getting to Anna and she had been left out to dry. Or maybe this had been Thorn’s plan all along, get Anna to deliver the speech with no help to come. Anna started to wonder just how much faith she could put in an organisation that she knew so little about. The television studio was a big building. It had clearly received a lot of funding from the government as it was like a shining diamond surrounded by an area that was only one step up from abandoned. It was another showpiece, like so many of the big important places, designed to give a very different idea about the country compared to the reality. The cars pulled up outside the large glass-fronted exterior and everyone stepped out. Anna quickly looked for and grabbed on to Ryan’s hand as they were led through the entrance lobby, there were plenty of people there, all staring, some whispering to colleagues. Anna still couldn’t get over how everyone recognised her face from all the adverts she had filmed. Without being let out of the gated community very often, it was very difficult to accept the reality that she was a celebrity of sorts, the face of a totalitarian regime she despised. “Come on, we don’t have too long before you’re going on air.” Mr. Sawyer said. As they walked through the lobby Anna’s dress felt even more revealing than back at home. The diaper underneath it was damp, and she knew that anyone who looked her way would see as much. She looked up at a television that was hanging above the reception desk and saw the very show she was going to appear on. Two friendly male presenters presenting largely non-threatening topics of news and light entertainment to the masses. As she walked by, she saw the camera pull back to show a playpen whilst the presenters talked about upcoming guests, she shuddered. Anna was the last person to cram into a small corridor leading away from the reception. Mr. Sawyer was at the front of the group, walking alongside an excitable young man with a clipboard who kept alternating speaking to Mr. Sawyer with answering someone only he could hear on the headset he wore. Anna and Ryan came next, holding hands tighter than they’d ever done before, and then two huge guards brought up the rear. Anna could feel these henchmen’s gaze focused on her and could feel her resentment grow. They stepped through another couple of doors until they must’ve been somewhere near the back of the building. There were various dressing and production rooms, and Anna was led into one of them. It was very basic inside. A vanity mirror and table were set up, a few comfortable looking couches and a glass table with magazines on it. In the corner was a changing table. “You two have about twenty minutes to get ready.” Mr. Sawyer said as he looked at his watch, “Make the most of it. Oh, and Ryan? When you change her, make sure to give her these…” Mr. Sawyer reached into his pocket and pulled out two silver foil packets. They were indented with bullet-shaped objects inside. Anna shivered, she’d experienced suppositories before, and she knew that’s what was inside the packets. “But, Mr. Sawyer…” Ryan started to object. “Yes, yes, I know they will likely take effect before we leave.” Mr. Sawyer waved away the concerns, “Our goal here is to show Sallas exactly what a good girl looks like, that includes her being good when she’s… uncomfortable. Understood?” Anna could see that Ryan wanted to respond. The last thing either of them wanted to do was create more drama and tension before the escape. At the same time, Anna was acutely aware how much harder it was to move quickly if her tummy was hurting, or if she had a full diaper. “Wayne, stay in here and make sure it’s done.” Mr. Sawyer ordered before leaving the room. The entourage left with just Wayne remaining. He stood in the far corner and glared at the couple as If he already expected that they were up to no good. Anna took a deep breath as Ryan looked down at the suppositories. Anna shrugged and started taking off her dress, keeping her back to the government man. “Do you really have to be here?” Ryan asked him. “I’ll step outside once I see those suppositories go in.” Wayne replied. Anna hopped up on to the changing table. She didn’t feel too embarrassed about being nearly naked or having her diaper changed in the presence of a stranger, it had happened too often at that point. She was just hoping that Ryan would get it done with as quickly as possible. She wanted at least a little time without being watched to compose herself. The front of the only slightly damp diaper came down. Ryan balled it up and threw it away after cleaning Anna with some baby wipes. He placed a new diaper underneath Anna’s butt, and she had to do her best not to laugh. He was still so awkward when it came to changing her. He was “supposed” to have been doing it for some time, but obviously Anna had been doing it herself for the most part. His timidity was actually quite cute. Ryan ripped open the first of the foil packets and Wayne came stalking over. Anna looked away as he stared at her private parts, though he seemed to take no joy from doing so. It seemed he was very dedicated to the job, watching as the first bullet shaped suppository, pre-lubed, was pressed against her exit hole. It was uncomfortable. The suppository was small, but Anna had a tough time relaxing, for the obvious reasons. She could feel her bowels wanting to expel the intruder as soon as it was nestled inside her, she had to work to stop that from happening as it melted. The first one was soon followed by the second which was only a little easier as she knew what to expect. “Happy?” Ryan asked once his finger withdrew from Anna’s ass. “Just make sure she keeps that diaper clean until you’re out there.” Wayne grunted. He gave Anna a look of disgust before turning and leaving. The dressing room was silent as Anna sat back up and put her dress on. It still didn’t feel real, that one way or another their lives would be completely and irrevocably changed in such a short amount of time. Anna sat on the edge of the table, wincing slightly as the last of her “medicine” dissolved. Ryan went across and sat on the couch. He picked up a sheet of paper from the table with one hand and rubbed his forehead with the other. “I’ve been so worried about you-know-what, that I’ve completely forgotten to worry about the fact we’re going on live TV.” Ryan said as he looked over the paper. “What is it?” Anna asked. “A script.” Ryan replied, “What they’re going to ask, what I’m supposed to say…” “We won’t need that then.” Anna replied. Ryan looked at Anna. He nodded his head and put the paper back down. The plan with Thorn was meant to start just a minute or so after Anna went on to the set, she hadn’t been told much more than that. “Are you ready?” Ryan asked. He seemed full of nervous energy as he stood up and walked back to the changing table. He put his hands on Anna’s hips and leaned his head against hers. “As I’ll ever be.” Anna replied, “I just want to get it over with, you know?” Anna could feel that a combination of the suppositories and her anxiety was upsetting her digestive system. She could feel butterflies fluttering, her stomach churning, and she felt like she was going to throw up. “I feel terrible about Jane.” Ryuan said quietly. “Don’t.” Anna replied. She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath, “I said I’d get her out. I feel like we’re abandoning her.” “There’s not a lot we can do.” Ryan said, “Maybe, if we get abroad, we could lobby politicians or something, get them to give Jane to us.” Anna looked at Ryan with clear scepticism. She was about to ask if he really thought the Sallas government would bow to such pressure when there was a knock on the door. Ryan instinctively stepped back, as if he might get in trouble for showing affection to his wife. “Five minutes.” A voice on the other side called out. “This is it then.” Ryan said to Anna, “The final countdown.” --- If you want to see what happens next RIGHT NOW you can do so at one of the following links. 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Then after a second, she added another message, “Sorry.” Before Olivia could respond, Vi set herself to offline on the instant messenger. She needed to find some way of assuaging Olivia’s curiosity and concern, if she kept pushing her away then one day she would simply never show up online again. Vi stood up and put her dressing gown on over her pyjamas. She carefully walked down the landing after making sure the coast was clear. There was no reply to a knock on the master bedroom door. That was strange. Vi checked the other upstairs rooms and they were all empty. She went downstairs, slowly and cautiously, and still couldn’t find either her father of stepmom. She did find Clarissa, however, the oldest of Vi’s stepsisters was reclining on a sun lounger in the backyard wearing a bikini that Vi wouldn’t have had the confidence to try even if she didn’t have to wear the bulky disposable. “Have you seen my dad?” Vi called out as she pushed open the backdoor. “They’re out.” Clarissa responded without turning to look back towards the house, “They’ve taken Kimmy to a birthday party or something.” The news hit Vi like a bucket of cold water. Neither Simon nor Katie were home, it was just her, Laura, and Clarissa. That meant there was no one to change her diaper, and as she felt a pressure beginning to grow in her bowels it became clear just what a problem that might soon be. “But… neither of them came to my room this morning…” Vi said almost desperately. “Why would they go to your room?” Clarissa asked. This time she did sit up, using her elbows to lift her back and looking at Vi over the top of her sunglasses. Vi had no good answer for that. She simply turned away and walked back towards the stairs, acting like she hadn’t heard or seen Clarissa’s obvious interest. Her sisters were already suspicious of her, it seemed she had just given them something else to whisper out as they all tried to work out what was going on with Vi. Vi climbed the stairs and then felt torn as to what to do next. The bathroom was right there, the door open and inviting, the toilet unoccupied and ready to be used. However, the last time Vi had taken her diaper off she had been left in absolutely no question as to what would happen if she did it again. She would be in more trouble than she could imagine. She bit her fingernail and turned away, feeling her tummy rumble ominously as she did so, there was no choice, she would just have to hold on and wait. Back in her bedroom, Vi closed her door and bit her lip as she looked around. It didn’t feel like she would be able to sit still. She paced up and down the room, it was ludicrous to need the toilet so much, have one readily available and yet she was still just standing in her room, clenching tightly and hoping for the best. With each step she felt the diaper rubbing against her butt and inner thighs, it was almost inviting. Vi needed to distract herself. She sat down with a book that had been sat on her shelf for a year or more without being read. She opened it up and barely got a page in before she had to put it down. She couldn’t concentrate. In fact, her anxiety was slowly building with each passing minute and only making her task even harder. She bit her fingernail as she felt a cramp run through her intestine. This was stupid. There was no way Vi was going to hold on until her dad or Katie got home, kid’s birthday parties could go on for hours. She picked up her phone and opened her texts; she scrolled to her dad’s name and started rapidly tapping her thumb on the screen. “Hey, I need the toilet, can I go?” Vi typed out quickly. She hesitated for a minute before pressing send. It was an embarrassing question, but she needed an answer. Vi placed the phone on the bed next to her and watched the screen as it darkened. She hadn’t expected to have to wait for a response. She was again tempted by the toilet just down the landing, but the punishment she would face if she used it was also clear in her head. The spanking had been one of the most humiliating moments of her life, and there had been a lot of competition for that spot recently, she could only imagine another punishment would be even worse. She checked her phone again. Still nothing. Minutes passed but they felt like hours. Vi kept looking at her phone but no new notifications were coming through. It felt like the clock must’ve been broken with how slow it was ticking. Every moment that passed seemed to ratchet up the pressure on her bowels just a little bit more. It had got to the point where she was having to grit her teeth to get through the multiple cramps that were rolling through her intestines. There was a knock at the door. Vi was immensely glad that whoever it was hadn’t walked straight in as she had both hands down the back of her pants and pressing against the diaper. She spun around and moved her hands away. “Go away.” Vi called out. Her voice was as strained as the muscles in her bowels felt. “Aren’t you supposed to have chores?” Laura called through. Vi wanted nothing more than to swear at the twelve-year-old. The girl seemed to be put on Earth just to torment her, she enjoyed nothing more than watching Vi picking up after her, so it was no surprise that she was the one to notice her older half-sister was missing. “I’m busy.” Vi said. She sat down on the edge of her bed and looked towards the closed door. “You should be busy working.” Laura shouted smugly. Vi opened her mouth to respond angrily but was stopped by yet another cramp. It felt like her insides were folding over on top of themselves in a bid to do the one thing they were there to do. She bent over forwards and gritted her teeth, holding her breath as she waited for the moment to pass. Instead of getting over the crest of the cramp and finding any relief in it passing, Vi instead felt the pressure and urgency growing. She felt a hot flush go through her, a realisation that her battle was about to end. It would’ve been too late to run to the bathroom even if she had wanted to. Vi’s hole seemed to start relaxing of its own accord, she tried to stand up but her body didn’t want to, it wanted to make itself as small as possible. “Vi?” Laura called out from outside the door, apparently annoyed that her goading wasn’t getting results, “I’ll tell mom you’ve been slacking!” Vi looked at the door and just prayed it remained closed. She was down in a squatting position and felt beads of sweat on her head as she closed her eyes. Her body pushed before she was ready. She gasped and whined as she uncontrollably soiled herself. Her sphincter loosening up and the poop rushing out and into the diaper. She could feel the mushy waste spread out against the padding, warming her skin in the most disgusting way. She knew it would be worse than wetting herself, but she didn’t realise how gross she would immediately feel. “Vi!” Laura called again impatiently, “I want you to make me lunch!” It was all over in mere seconds. Vi crouched next to her bed panting as if she had run a race. The first tendrils of the smell that she had caused were wafting up from the diaper she had just soiled so suddenly and thoroughly. She was shaking a little as her brain caught up to what she had done. She had pooped her pants. Something she couldn’t remember ever doing before. Vi suddenly realised that if she didn’t say something soon that Laura was going to burst into the room. That absolutely couldn’t happen. “I’ll… I’ll be out in a minute.” Vi shouted. She sounded nervous and was terrified her voice would give something away. Vi waited with held breath. Her attention split between the silence at her door and the heavy mucky feeling coming from between her legs, where her diaper drooped more than she would’ve thought possible. Eventually, it seemed, Laura accepted this small wait as Vi heard her stamping off somewhere else. There was no time to waste. It was obvious Vi couldn’t leave her room in her state. Moving was the last thing she wanted to do, but she had no choice, if nothing else, her legs were starting to ache. She slowly stood up and let out a hissing breath as she felt the poop rub against her body. “Gross, gross, gross… Oh, it’s so gross…” Vi muttered as she screwed her face up in disgust. Vi knew her stepsister wouldn’t be patient for long. The next time Laura came to the door, she probably wasn’t going to knock. Vi looked around her room. The only option she saw was drastic. Walking to the far side of her desk, Vi braced against the metal frame and shuddered as she bent over a little and felt her skin touch the slimy contents of the diaper. She started to push. It took a lot of effort, but she managed to move the desk in front of the door to stop it being opened. When she was happy that no one would be able to get in, she fell against the wooden surface, her forehead resting on the keyboard. Vi had time to think and that quickly seemed like quite the cruelty. She started to sob. It was hard to believe she found herself in such a position. The diaper felt horribly hot and she wanted nothing more than to rip it off, but suppose she did that, what would happen next? As soon as Katie discovered what she would done everything would be so much worse. “So pathetic…” Vi sobbed as she stood up. The smell was quickly poisoning the air around Vi. She went across and threw her bedroom window wide open, desperate for the fresh air. Once that was done, she had nothing to do but think. She was stuck in the messy diaper until her dad and stepmom got home, she still had no idea when that would be, it could even be hours. She didn’t even want to contemplate that amount of time in the diaper. Just as Vi suspected, it only took five minutes before Laura was coming back to the door. She made sure everyone knew what she was doing as each footstep echoed around the walls. Vi quickly moved across the room and braced the desk just in time to see the handle turn and Laura attempt entry. “What’s going on?” Laura demanded, “Let me in!” Vi said nothing. She didn’t know what she was hoping for. It would be difficult to explain all this strange behaviour later, but that was a problem for the future. In the present, she had to concentrate on more pressing matters. “I’ll tell mom!” Laura exclaimed through the door. Vi remained silent. She pushed against the desk and just prayed Laura would give up soon. Her younger stepsister kicked the door a couple of times before growling in frustration and walking away. Vi remained leaning against the desk for another couple of minutes, just making sure it was finally over. She let out a deep breath and realised she was sweating. Unsure of what to do next, Vi looked around the room. She really wanted to avoid sitting in her own mess if it was at all possible, and she was also afraid of leaving the door unattended in case Laura came back. The desk had her computer on top of it, thankfully it hadn’t fallen over during the commotion. She pressed the power button whilst standing in front of it. She looked at the chair and ruled out sitting down no matter how uncomfortable she felt hunched over the desk. The computer started up with it’s usual sounds. The bottom right corner of the screen seemed to suddenly burst with notifications. Vi saw that she had a lot of missed messages and, as usual, most came from Olivia. She scrolled quickly through them; they were mostly just her friend trying to say hello. Vi quickly set herself to “appear offline.” She wasn’t going to start having a conversation when she was in such an awkward position. Vi went online and started looking around her usual websites. A couple of times she was able to distract herself to the point that she almost forgot she was wearing a poopy diaper, only remembering when she reached a hand back to scratch an itch and feeling the padding wrapped around her waist, and the squishiness underneath. It didn’t take long for Vi to get bored. She found herself closing a tab of a website and then immediately opening it back up as if hoping something new would’ve somehow appeared. She felt so disgusting and any time she allowed herself to think of what she must look like, what she must SMELL like, it was enough to bring tears to her eyes. “Hey, what’s up?” Olivia typed. Vi closed her eyes and cursed her computer for switching her back to online. As usual, it wasn’t like she was unhappy to talk to her friend, but it just wasn’t a good time. It never felt like it was a good time recently. “I’m OK.” Vi replied. She hoped her rather blunt and short answer would dissuade any potential follow up conversation. The smell in the room seemed to be getting better. Vi wasn’t fooled though. It had very few places to go and as she was still wearing her loaded diaper, she knew the smell must only have been getting stronger. She only hoped the door would be enough of a barrier to stop it from infecting the rest of the house. She shifted on her legs, being bent over the desk was hardly the most comfortable position to type in. Olivia, having no way to know anything was up, engaged Vi in small talk. At first Vi found it quite annoying, then she started to relax and enjoy the conversation. It wasn’t like she’d be doing anything else interesting if she wasn’t talking to her friend. For a few minutes things almost felt normal, as long as she could ignore the lumpy feeling pressing against her butt. Vi even laughed at the screen a couple of times, she couldn’t remember the last time she had laughed like that. “So, are you all set?” Olivia asked. “All set?” Vi replied, confused. “For your vacation!” Olivia said, “It’s in a few days, right? I’m super jealous!” Vi’s heart sank. The vacation. With everything going on it slipped her mind often, but it was looming ahead in a terrifying way. She desperately didn’t want to go with the rest of her family, she was sure the diapers wouldn’t stop just because they were on holiday, keeping them hidden sounded like an impossible task. Her mind conjured images of herself in a bikini at the beach, only underneath the bikini bottoms was a giant bulging diaper. “Oh, right, yeah.” Vi typed. She tried to fake an enthusiasm she simply didn’t feel, “I’m looking forward to it.” “Are you sure? You don’t sound it.” Olivia replied. “No, I am.” Vi lied, “It’ll be fun.” Any excitement and enjoyment Vi felt for talking to her friend had been leeched away. She felt it emptying out of her just like her bowels had done. Poor Olivia had no idea why Vi suddenly found herself so anxious. “I have to go. I’ll talk to you later. Have fun on your vacation if I don’t speak to you beforehand!” Olivia signed off with several heart emojis. It still took several minutes before Vi heard the front door and, shortly afterwards, heavy footsteps on the stairs. She assumed it was either her dad or her stepmother, she wasn’t going to move the desk until she found out, just in case. The handle on the door moved and she braced against the desk. When the door didn’t open there were repeated bangs against it. “Vi? What are you doing? Open this up immediately!” Katie’s shrill voice was as recognisable as it was unpleasant. “Just a minute…” Vi called out. The sloppy feeling from inside Vi’s diaper was worse than ever. She waddled with legs as wide as possible over to the desk and pushed against it to slide it away from the door. It opened immediately to Katie’s face of thunder storming inside. Simon followed and closed the door behind him before any of the stepsisters could look in. It was a small mercy. “What on Earth is going on in here?” Katie demanded. She was looking around the room as if she might catch evidence that Vi had been smoking or something. “I, erm…” Vi muttered. “Dear lord, that smell!” Katie interrupted before Vi could say anything. “Oh dear…” Simon said quietly as he raised a hand to cover his nose. “I… I can explain…” Vi stuttered. Her eyes were full of tears. How was she going to explain her poopy diaper and the blocking of the door? There was no explanation that wasn’t that she had simply been hiding. “No need.” Katie muttered. Her eyes flashed darkly. Vi sniffed and wiped her eyes with the back of her wrist. She had fallen so far. She looked up very briefly and saw her dad looking on with a mixture of pity and disgust. He had a weak stomach, at least that was his excuse for not getting closer to Vi, for not hugging her and telling her it was all going to be alright. Katie, of course, never had the pretence of the caring mother, not to Vi at least. She simply looked irritated that Vi would do what she had done, as if it had somehow been a deliberate act from her. She wanted to snap back that she was only in the position she was thanks to Katie’s rules. Getting angry was pointless though. She’d played that game before, it never ended well for her. The scene seemed to be frozen for several very long seconds. Vi waited for someone to do something, hopefully change her. It was, of course, Katie who finally made the first move. She went and retrieved a fresh diaper along with baby wipes and powder. Vi was secretly pleased, at least it meant she was going to get clean underwear again. She may not have wanted another diaper, but she couldn’t pretend that she greeted a clean and dry one as relief after the one she was currently wearing had gotten as bad as it had. “I’ll, erm… Check on the other girls…” Simon mumbled. He’d been backing up towards the door, almost like a child that thought that if they moved slowly enough no one would notice they were moving at all. “You do that.” Katie replied as she dropped the diaper on the bed, “I’ll clean up your daughter.” It was hard for Vi to really get a read on the situation. She knew Katie’s extremely dominating personality had long cowed her father into near subservience, but it was the first time she could remember her stepmother really acting at all hostile towards him. Katie didn’t have a lot of room to complain, Vi thought to herself, it was her fault that anyone had to be dealing with the gross diaper after all. “I could do this myself.” Vi muttered as she exposed her diaper and laid down on the bed. She winced as she felt the mess in her underwear get pushed against her body again. In some ways she was glad she wasn’t going to have to be the one to deal with it. Vi didn’t get a reply. She instead closed her eyes and tried to imagine she was somewhere else. She searched her brain for old memories, something to immerse herself in until the change was finished. She remembered visiting a friend’s house when she had been in middle school. It was a slumber party, and they’d just eaten their fill of pizza before they watched a scary movie, it must’ve been around Halloween time, it had been on of the best nights of Vi’s childhood. She remembered the fun she had playing games and… “Lift your butt up.” Katie’s voice broke through the vivid scene that Vi had painted for herself. Vi responded like an automaton. She did as she was told and lifted her hips in the air. The only diaper was slid away and new one replaced it. Vi tried to reconjure the memory she’d managed to immerse herself in for the diaper change, but it was gone. She sighed. It was probably for the best. There was no point soiling those memories like she had her diaper. “Maybe we should tell your sisters what is going on.” Katie suggested idly as she sprinkled baby powder on Vi. “What!? Why!?” Vi immediately snapped to attention. “If they knew, you wouldn’t have had to wait for me to change you.” Katie said. Vi stared at her stepmother. It was impossible to know if she was just goading Vi into a response or if she was genuinely crazy enough to not realise why Vi would be against the other girls finding out about the diapers. She decided it was the former and didn’t deign to reply to Katie. She got the impression that getting into an argument would not benefit her one bit. “Try to keep this one clean, OK?” Katie said as she stood up. She dropped the messy diaper into a plastic bag which she tied up. Vi stared daggers at her stepmother until the door to the bedroom was closed and she was left alone again. --- Vi walked around as if she had a date for her execution hanging over her head. The vacation was in just a couple of days. Vi wanted more than anything to get out of going, she had a horrible feeling that the minor miracle she had kept going, of her stepsisters not finding out about her diapers, could not possibly survive the holiday. “Keep up.” Katie called over her shoulder. Vi had been slouched over with her hoodie pulled up as she followed the rest of the family. They were at the mall. It had been decided that they needed some things before they got on their flight and, for some reason, it was necessary for the whole family to go. Vi had been freshly changed before she put on her baggiest pants and a hoodie that she had found at the back of her closet. The outfit did a good job of hiding the diaper, but it was not meant for the summer heatwave. She was boiling. In front of Vi was her father and stepmother. As soon as Katie had spoke Vi had peaked up at them from under the hood that she was using to hide her face as much as possible. Katie was holding the hand of Kimmy who was babbling away about something and paying no attention to anything. In front of them was Clarissa and Laura. They’d tried to use the warmth to go out in their, rather revealing, vacation outfits but Katie had put a stop to that. They were occasionally looking back at Vi and whispering, no doubt wondering why their odd stepsister was acting even stranger than usual. As a family they walked through the doors of the mall. The air conditioning that hit them was a blessed relief, especially for Vi. She lowered her hood and wiped her sweaty hair out of her face. She took a deep breath and knew she just had to try and get through the day. There had been a lot of that lately from Vi, days that she just tried to endure without anything worse happening. To Vi’s surprise a majority of the time at the mall was actually quite easy. Clarissa and Laura were much more interested in retail opportunities than her, she was able to almost melt into the background a little, forgotten by the rest of the family, and that was more than fine. She’d almost expected Katie to have some horrifyingly embarrassing set up for her, a trip down the baby aisle or something, but Katie’s attention was elsewhere. Vi was able to breath a sigh of relief. Though maybe Vi grew a little too relaxed as she tried to stop herself from waddling around the mall. Whilst they were in their third fashionable clothes store, with Clarissa and Laura using it as an opportunity to model outfits Vi knew her dad would be pushed into buying for them, she started to wet herself. “Uh oh…” Vi muttered. “What was that?” Simon asked as he turned from the impromptu modelling. “Nothing.” Vi quickly said with a shake of her head. It felt like the blood had drained from her face whilst her cheeks simultaneously glowed red. “Are you sure you don’t want to try anything on?” Simon asked. It was almost like he had briefly remembered he was supposed to her father, Vi thought bitterly. “I’m fine.” Vi answered shortly. It was the strangest feeling. Stood in the middle of a semi-busy store, Vi was having a conversation with her dad even as she felt the heat of her urine spreading throughout her diaper. She tried to hide what was happening but there was no doubt that even her oblivious father had picked up on something weird. He had leaned over and whispered something to Katie who very briefly turned to look at Vi. Vi kept willing her bladder to stop. How much pee could it possibly hold? The wetness spread up the front of the diaper and simultaneously ran towards the back, creeping up towards both waistbands as the padding soaked it in. All Vi could do was close her eyes and beg it not to leak. Since it had been bone dry, apart from a little sweat, beforehand, she didn’t need to worry. The diaper handled her soaking. However, there was now a problem. Vi could already feel that the padding had expanded, pushing into her thighs. Whilst the diaper was fine for one big wetting, she was very worried about another one. As much as she hated to admit it, Vi needed a diaper change as soon as possible. Vi bit her lip. She had no idea how to handle the situation, and she certainly couldn’t be sure that her parents would keep what had happened quiet. Her hands were clasped in front of her and the fingers of one hand tapped repeatedly on the other. She stepped forwards to try and have a discreet word with her dad, then lost her nerve and stepped back again. Repeatedly, she tried to tell someone what had happened, but her fear of humiliation stopped her. “Can we get the outfits?” Laura asked. Vi cringed at the puppy dog eyes Laura looked at Simon with. He was basically an open chequebook for them, they knew that. He was reaching into his back pocket for his wallet even as he put up the flimsiest resistance. It did give Vi an opportunity though. With Laura and Clarissa disappearing behind the curtains to change back into their regular clothes Vi seized her chance. She stepped forward causing both parents to turn towards her. Her heart was beating extra fast as she swallowed her shame. “I… Well, I… So…” Vi stuttered as the words wouldn’t come to her. “Do you need the bathroom?” Simon asked his struggling daughter. “It’s, erm, a little late for that.” Vi replied quietly. She could feel heat flushing her face. Vi didn’t know which reaction was worse. The way her father looked at her in apparent surprise or Katie’s disappointed sigh and shake of the head. Vi didn’t know how this could’ve been a surprise for either of them. What did they expect her to do? Tug on their sleeves and ask to be taken to the potty as if she was six years old? She didn’t think too hard about it though. After all, she could’ve walked off and found the bathroom herself, and she definitely didn’t want to think about how little warning she got about needing to wet herself. “Your mother can take you after we’re done in here.” Simon said. He managed a thin smile and a reassuring pat on the arm. “She’s not my mother…” Vi muttered as usual. It did no good. They were already turning back to see Clarissa and Laura coming out of the changing rooms with multiple outfits in each hand. Vi waddled along behind everyone else to the checkouts. The line felt interminable as she desperately wanted a clean diaper. Well, to be precise, she didn’t want ANY diaper, but she knew one was coming regardless. By the time they were back out on the busy concourse, Vi’s eyes were already scanning for the toilets. She saw them on the other side of the building, just a little further down from where she currently was. “Alright, let’s head for the bathrooms.” Katie said as she led the family through the crowded walkways. Katie held open the door to the disabled bathroom. Vi cringed as she noted that the sign on the outside said that it had an adult changing table among its other accessibility options, “In here, Violet.” “Wait, why is mom going in with Vi?” Clarissa asked with a frown. Vi had no answer to that. There was no sensible answer as to why her stepmother would be leading her into the bathroom. She quickly ducked her head and walked inside, somehow hoping that the weirdness would be forgotten by the time she came out again. Katie followed and locked the door behind her. “Alright, get yourself on the table.” Katie said tiredly as she pointed at the changing table on the far wall. “Quiet!” Vi hissed in the echoey room, “They might hear you!” Vi knew the mall was noisy, especially when it was as busy as it was, and she knew the door they had passed through was thick, but she wouldn’t have counted out the chance that her three stepsisters would have their ears to the door to try and work out what was happening. There was no way she could explain all of this. She would just have to stone wall them and hope they moved on to other things. “Violet, I would prefer to get this over with so we can go home.” Katie said simply. Apparently, she didn’t share the same concerns Vi did. Vi slipped off her baggy pants. She looked down and could see that the wetness indicator on her diaper had changed a deep blue, a warning that it was nearing its limit. She climbed up on the table, feeling a little surprise that it took her weight even though she wasn’t overweight, and looked at the wall next to her. It felt somehow worse to be changed on a changing table rather than a bed, even more embarrassing. The front of the diaper was lowered and Vi let herself thinking of better places and times as cool wipes were used on her skin. It was somewhat of a relief to be out of the soaked diaper, the worry of leaking receding as it was pulled out from under her. Katie, of course, had packed a spare in her bag that she unfolded and slipped underneath her prostrate stepdaughter. She used some diaper cream and sprinkled baby powder liberally leaving Vi smelling like a baby. She pulled up the front of the diaper and taped it closed, basically locking Vi into it. Thankfully the baby smell seemed to be mostly confined to the diaper and Vi doubted anyone would notice unless they got up close and personal with her underwear, at which point she’d likely have more pressing issues to contend with. Katie held the door open and Vi walked back out into the mall. Perhaps her father had said something to the stepsisters, they glared at Vi suspiciously but didn’t say anything as she sheepishly walked past. On the way in she had been hanging back, now she walked ahead, more eager than anyone to get back home. --- You can read the full 71 page story right now at either of the following: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/mnjbhl1ff0505b https://subscribestar.adult/posts/2427142

Landon and Livy continue to struggle to connect. At home, Dan feels as lost as ever trying to work out how Robyn works and what she wants. --- I am only able to pay the bills, keep the lights, put food in the fridge and keep my butt in nappies through the generous support of those who enjoy my stories. I have both a SubscribeStar AND a Ream page, both get the same content, and the wonderful subscribers are all able to read every story update I write a full week before anyone else. Not only that, but at the $10 tier there are 29 stories EXCLUSIVELY available to subscribers. There's also the opportunity to have big discounts on commissions and even free stories written for you at the other tiers. I deeply, deeply appreciate everyone who supports me by subscribing. It really means the world. This is my only source of income and my subscribers allow me to dedicate my time to writing and posting more stories for everyone. If you have the spare funds and wish to find out more, you can visit either of my subscriber pages. https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- “I just, erm, need to go in there.” Dan pointed to the door of his home office, down the landing from the nursery. “But it’s the weekend…” Robyn replied. She had her hands on her hips and as she swayed slightly her recently changed padding crinkled. “Yeah, I just forgot something I have to do.” Dan was backing up towards the door, not turning his back on Robyn as if she was a wild animal that might suddenly attack, “It’s, erm… important.” “Well, should I come in with you?” Robyn asked, “Keep you company?” “No, no…” Dan was pawing at the door behind him, trying to find the handle, without looking away from Robyn, “I’ll only be a minute. Why don’t you… go downstairs and play… or something?” Dan turned the handle and stepped into the office. He closed the door behind him and took a deep breath. He waited until he heard Robyn heading downstairs before he walked across and slumped into his chair. He leaned forwards and put his head in his hands. It was so much tougher than Dan had imagined. He felt completely at sea with Robyn. The energetic Little was like a bouncy ball that kept slipping out of his hands, he had no idea what Robyn wanted of him. It was so different to looking after Livy. His wife was always such a good girl, he had never had to punish her, and he was fairly certain Livy would hate it if he tried. Robyn, on the other hand, seemed to be asking for it. There was no way he could do something like that though. Robyn wasn’t HIS Little. He looked after Livy; it was Landon who was supposed to handle Robyn. Dan sighed. “That’s the point…” Dan muttered to himself, “You aren’t two pairs, you’re one quad.” The relationship was supposed to be even. Sure, the relationships between the four of them didn’t have to be exactly the same, but they should be comfortable with each other, they should all feel equal with each other. The problem was that Robyn was pushing boundaries and Dan had no idea how to cope with it. He didn’t feel it was his place to tell her what to do, which wasn’t to mention that he had almost no experience doing it either. Dan wasn’t helped by the feelings he got around Robyn. They were complicated and he had no idea how to sort them out in his own head yet alone express them out loud. In some ways it was like when he was around Livy, in other ways it was like when he was with Landon. It flared up more when Robyn was acting particularly bratty. A tingling feeling, maybe even butterflies, but lower than his stomach and seeming to spread over him. It felt like his body wanted to do something, but it didn’t know what. There was one person that Dan was sure would be able to help him. He picked up his phone and scrolled through to Landon’s name. He really didn’t know if he should interrupt Landon’s day with Livy, but he had to do something. “Hey Dan.” Landon said as she picked up the phone. He heard background noise as Landon moved somewhere out of the way. “Hey…” Dan said. Suddenly he wasn’t sure what to say. Telling Landon that he didn’t know how to look after Robyn seemed shameful, “How are things with you girls?” “Oh, we’re fine.” Landon replied. Was that some faux cheeriness in her voice? It was hard to tell with Landon, “Livy’s just getting her ears pierced.” “Oh, she’s… What!?” Dan suddenly exclaimed. “I bought her these adorable earrings. I can’t wait for you to see them.” Landon continued. Now that was definitely genuine cheeriness that time. “And she agreed to it?” Dan asked with a frown, “Getting her ears pierced, I mean?” “Yeah.” Landon said, “She’s being very brave.” Dan was a little confused. It wasn’t like Livy to do something like that on the spur of the moment. At the same time, he trusted that Landon wouldn’t have forced his wife to do anything she didn’t want. In the end he didn’t say anything, just held the phone to his ear and listened to the background noise of whatever shop they were in. He stared into the middle distance and wondered if he had never quite pushed Livy out of her comfort zone enough… “Dan?” Landon’s voice brought Dan back from thoughts that were quickly spiralling out of control, “It’s lovely to hear your voice but… is there a reason you called?” Dan didn’t know if he could answer Landon truthfully. There was a shame involved in admitting that he wasn’t succeeding, especially when things seemed to be going so well on the other end. Then he thought about Robyn, downstairs and waiting for him like an excitable puppy, and he had to ask for some help from Landon before he annoyed Robyn or ended up running away for good. “I just… I don’t know what to do.” Dan said eventually. He actually felt himself tearing up a bit, which surprised him. “What do you mean?” Landon asked. “Robyn.” Dan said, “I don’t know what to do for Robyn. When you and Livy are here, she’s fine, plays all day and everything, but with you two gone it’s like she’s trying to push my buttons, like she WANTS to get in trouble!” Dan was surprised to hear Landon actually chuckling. She asked what she had been doing, and he told her about the incidents at breakfast and with the diaper check. Dan got a lot off his chest with Landon only making occasional noises to show that she was listening. “So, I don’t know what to do.” Dan finished, “Livy is always so sweet and good, and I know Robyn is like that with you, but today it’s just… I don’t know.” “She’s just being bratty.” Robyn said finally. “Bratty?” Dan repeated. “Yeah, you know, acting bad and testing limits. I don’t know how to tell you this, but not all Littles are as innocent as your Livy.” Landon chuckled again, “In fact, I bet most aren’t. Do you know how I keep her in check? How I make sure she’s good?” “How?” Dan asked. He held the phone closer to his ear as if he was expecting to hear that there was a secret password that would unlock Robyn’s best behaviour. “I keep her in line.” Robynn said, “When she acts-…” Dan waited to hear more but there was suddenly a commotion on the other end of the line. He heard some voices and someone hurrying up to Robyn though he couldn’t make out any of the words being said. “For Heaven’s sake… Dan? We’ll have to discuss this later, alright? Something’s come up.” Landon said. Suddenly she sounded a little bit frazzled. Maybe things weren’t as smooth as Dan had imagined. “Is everyone OK?” Dan asked. “Yeah, everyone’s fine. I’ll call you back or something.” Landon said quickly. “OK, just let-…” Dan was cut off by a beep that let him know the call was over. Dan looked at his phone as he slowly lowered it. He took a couple of steadying breaths and pushed aside thoughts of just staying in his office and hiding. He stood up and walked over to the door. Robyn was downstairs and one way or another he was going to have to work out what she wanted from him. --- Landon looked back over her shoulder at Livy. The adult baby looked as small and timid as she ever had before. Her shoulders were slumped; she was looking down at the floor and she gave the air of someone who was physically shrinking with every step she took. Landon faced forwards again before Livy caught her looking. To say the day hadn’t been going totally to plan would’ve been an understatement. She had wanted to show Livy some of the things she enjoyed, shared some of her life with her partner, and get to know her a bit better. Instead, it seemed like all the confidence Livy had gained since the start of the polycule had leeched out of her. The poopy diaper she had just had to change was very symbolic of how the morning as a whole had gone. To tell the truth, Landon had considered cutting the day short. She could see that Livy wasn’t comfortable after all. She couldn’t admit defeat though. It was important that the two of them bond more. She had been left frustrated that Livy had withdrawn into her shell, several times she had to stop herself from being openly exasperated. When she had found out what Livy had done in the jewellery store, she had almost exploded at her. Part of Landon wondered if Livy wasn’t just deliberately sabotaging the day. “Keep up.” Landon called over her shoulder when she saw Livy had fallen behind. Landon wasn’t going to cut the morning short. Right then, it felt like Livy didn’t like her at all and that was a disastrous state of affairs. The four-way relationship couldn’t last if one of them really disliked another. No, the correct course was to carry on. The breakfast at the café had gone wrong and the jewellery store had been a complete disaster, but the day could still be salvaged. Landon was determined to get Livy to like her. As they carried on down the high street, Landon remembered back to her first dates with Robyn. Those hadn’t always been smooth either. In fact, sometimes they were downright fractious, but in the end, Landon had realised exactly what Littles want. A firm hand that keeps them in line and tells them what to do. As soon as Landon had started being more domineering everything with Robyn had fallen into place. Dan was always a bit of a soft touch with Livy. Landon didn’t doubt that her boyfriend’s wife had some severe issues with anxiety, but she didn’t think coddling her as much as Dan had was necessarily the right direction to go in. If that morning had shown anything, it was how unprepared for the world Livy was. Landon wasn’t going to suggest Livy should just “grow up” and get on with things, but there must’ve been a happy middle ground which gave Livy a little more self-confidence. That morning, Landon had tried to tone down her usual instincts to take control. She wanted to see Livy flourish a little bit. It hadn’t worked, so now Landon would try going the other way. Landon would deploy the tried-and-true tactics that had netted her Robyn. “Where are we going?” Livy’s voice was so small and quiet it threatened to be carried away by the wind. “A restaurant that I like.” Landon replied, “For lunch.” Landon looked at Livy, still behind her but keeping close, and saw that she seemed to want to say something but didn’t. Landon guessed she was contemplating asking to go home instead. She wasn’t going to give the adult baby the easy way out. She would draw Livy out of her shell come hell or high water. “As a matter of fact, we’re here.” Landon said as she pointed at one of her favourite places to eat. “Ah Cheean Qwee Fume?” Livy attempted with a frown. “Au Chien Qui Fume.” Landon corrected, “Did you never learn French at school?” Livy sort of shrugged and looked away. Landon let out a deep breath through her nose whilst her lips formed a thin line. She pushed the door open and led the way inside. “Table for two please.” Landon said. Lunch time wasn’t the busiest for the restaurant, even at the weekend, and the pair were soon taken to a small table for two. They were left with menus for both drinks and food. Landon looked across from her at Livy who shifted uncomfortably and looked around as if she’d entered a spaceship rather than a restaurant. “It’s a copy really, I’ve been to the original in France and honestly, they’re just as good as each other.” Landon said with a little chuckle. She pushed the menus across to Livy, she already knew what she was going to get. “A… A copy?” Livy asked. “Yes, there is a famous restaurant in Paris with the same name.” Landon explained, “This one is basically trying to look as much like it as possible. They do a decent job. Are you alright if we order both drinks and food at the same time, by the way?” Livy looked a little lost as she scanned the menu but eventually nodded her head. Landon smiled. She really did like Livy, she just wished she could tear down the invisible wall that she sensed separated them. She would dig in with her fingers and pull out each brick by hand if she had to. The two of them sat in silence for a couple of minutes. Landon watched Livy as her eyes skimmed the lines of text and looking as if she was trying to decipher the Dead Sea Scrolls. Her eyes occasionally flicked up to look at Landon but would always dart back down the second she saw that Landon was looking back at her. “May I take your orders?” A waiter had walked over and was smiling down at Landon. “Yes, I’ll have a sparkling water and the Bouillabaisse please.” Landon said. Landon and the waiter both turned to Livy who seemed to freeze up. Her face was red as she kept scanning the page as if there was an objectively correct answer to choose. Landon watched as she became increasingly frantic for a few seconds before she looked over the top of the menu, right at Landon, with teary eyes. “She’ll have the same as me.” Landon said. She didn’t look away from Livy whose eyes seemed to be thanking her before they looked away. “Very good, will that be all?” The waiter asked as he took the menus back. “Yes, thank you.” Landon replied. The waiter walked away. With no menu to hide behind, Livy’s head turned down to stare at the tablecloth. Landon remained silent, quickly checking her phone to see if Dan had tried to get back in contact with her. There were no texts or missed calls, he must’ve figured things out for himself. “Couldn’t choose what to have?” Landon asked as she put her phone her away. “I… didn’t know what any of it was.” Livy mumbled, “It was all in French.” Landon looked at Livy for a few seconds and then let out a sigh. She drummed her fingers on the table as she kept questions like: “Why not ask me what things meant?” unspoken. She could see that Livy was looking very upset, more upset than she had seemed for most of the rest of the day and Landon couldn’t understand why. --- Robyn laid on her back with one leg bent and the other crossing it so that her knees were in the air. She had her head propped up on a stuffie and was looking at Dan. The television in the corner, so often showing cartoons, now had rapid sports commentary from the football game Dan was watching. It was very dull. Robyn didn’t mind taking part in sports, but she found watching it to be very boring. She didn’t know the proper rules of football though, it all seemed needlessly complicated. For the previous ten minutes Robyn had been trying to get Dan’s attention. She thought the way she was lying was pretty provocative, with her diaper on obvious display towards the man, yet he remained steadfastly focused on the screen. She pouted. It would certainly have got Landon’s attention, Livy’s too. “Why are you watching that?” Robyn asked. “I support one of the teams.” Dan replied without looking away from the television. “Which one?” Robyn asked. She tilted her head back, so she saw the screen, though it was upside down from her point of view. “The Giants.” Dan replied. The commentator seemed to get excited and as he did, so Robyn saw Dan let out a deep sigh. On the screen someone in a white jersey had just run to the end of the field and was now engaged in some elaborate celebration. “Which colour are they?” Robyn asked. “Blue.” Dan said. He seemed frustrated. “Oh.” Robyn watched as the screen went to commercials, “They don’t seem to be doing very well.” Dan briefly looked over at Robyn. She felt herself get a little excited. She wanted attention and now she was getting it. He looked annoyed, then his eyes flicked down to her diaper before he quickly turned back to the screen again. It was time for the nuclear option. All Robyn’s none-too-subtle attempts at getting what she wanted had failed, it was time to throw everything forward. She was going to turn her brattiness up to one hundred and go all in. The commercials soon ended, and Robyn rolled on to her front. She got on to her hands and knees and crawled to the couch before hopping up and sitting down. She kicked her legs out a few times and bounced a little on the seat. She could see that it was causing Dan’s cushion to move, and he looked across to her. “What?” Robyn asked innocently. “Could you stop kicking your feet?” Dan asked, “It’s a little annoying.” “Sorry.” Robyn shrugged, “I’m just booooored.” Robyn let the first vowel go on and on to emphasise her point. Dan reached forwards for his drink and took a sip before putting it back on the table. On the screen Robyn saw someone kick the ball high and long, then all the players ran into each other. “Why did they do that?” Robyn asked. “It was a kick-off.” Dan said distractedly, “Happens after a team scores.” “Like… after a home run?” Robyn asked. “Home run… no, not a home run.” Dan shook his head. He watched someone throw the ball only for a man on the other team to catch it, “Oh, come on!” Robyn didn’t know a lot about sports, but she DID know, courtesy of her brothers, that being asked to explain what was happening as a game was played was very annoying indeed. When she had been a kid she would sometimes hang around and bug her brothers until they would literally pay her to leave the house with. “Was that good?” Robyn asked. She kept her voice full of wide-eyed innocence as she poked the sleeping bear. “No.” Dan sank back into his seat, “Not good. Look, why don’t you go play or colour or… something.” “That’s all booooooooring.” Robyn elongated the word again. She could almost see Dan’s teeth clenching. Robyn wouldn’t have been walking this line if she didn’t know Dan. She trusted Livy and Robyn, they both said Dan was great, so she wasn’t worried that annoying him would result in something bad. She just hoped it would result in something good. She needed to encourage the mild-mannered man to find his wild side. “Well, maybe you could-…” Dan started. “What does that number mean?” Robyn asked. “It’s… it’s the downs.” Dan replied. “What does that mean?” Robyn continued. Dan didn’t answer. He kept his eyes on the screen and pretended not to have heard Robyn who knew she must’ve been like a fly that kept buzzing around his head. The couch was against the wall, and she now climbed up on to the back of it, lying down so her head was next to Dan’s, her body and legs resting on the tops of the vertical cushions. “Who’s that?” Robyn asked. Her hand flicked past Dan’s ear as she pointed. “It’s one of the coaches.” Dan said quickly, “How about getting do-…” “What does he do?” Robyn asked. “Well, he…” Dan started. “Oh! Look the other team scored!” Robyn said excitedly as she thrust out her hand, again flicking Dan’s ear, and pointing at the other screen. “Yes.” Dan’s teeth were definitely clenched. His jaw refusing to move as he spoke, “It’s time to get down from there.” “Fiiiiiine.” Robyn said slowly. Dan leaned forwards to pick up his drink from the table. In that moment, Robyn saw an opportunity. She’d seeded the ground, if her brattiness wasn’t enough now, it never would be. She waited as Dan picked the glass up and timed her movement precisely. “I’m sure you can… Watch out!” Dan shouted. A second later a glass hit the floor. “Oops.” Robyn said as she landed back on the couch cushion. She had timed her movement so that her foot had hit Dan’s hand and caused him to drop his drink. Robyn sat on her knees and looked on as Dan stood up. A lot of the drink was now on the floor, but a considerable amount was also soaking into Dan’s pants. Dan seemed to notice as he held his arms out and looked down at himself, the top of his pants was soaked. Robyn started to giggle. “You need a diaper!” Robyn said as she pointed at Dan’s crotch. Robyn watched as Dan looked up at her and after less than a second of hesitation, he marched forwards. Robyn’s eyes went wide as he grabbed her wrist in a much rougher manner than ever before and pulled her off the couch. “W-What’re you doing?” Robyn asked, secretly delighted that she had apparently awakened something in Dan. “Something I should’ve done some time ago.” Dan muttered as he marched Robyn up the stairs. --- If you have enjoyed this start and want to see the second update RIGHT AWAY, you can do so at either of the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/mlsyc4p9f42661/chapter/mnh9rb5v1ca6046 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/2422784 Money is a little tight right now. All subscribers are always very appreciated, but new subscribers now would be more appreciated than ever!

Anna and Ryan are back at home, but Anna is depressed. The Rose Resistance had failed them, and Jane was back to being regressed. It seemed like all the risks were for nothing, until Jane draws a rose in a colouring book... --- I'm only able to write as much as I do thanks to the amazing support of my readers. Writing is my only income and I appreciate everyone who reads my stories more than you all can imagine. If you enjoy my stories and want to see updates a week before everyone else PLUS read 35+ stories only available on my membership sites please have a look at the links below. All support is very gratefully accepted ❤️ https://reamstories.com/elfy https://subscribestar.adult/elfy --- “Anna, please, you have to eat something.” Ryan said, practically pleading with his wife. Anna didn’t respond. She was sitting on the floor in the living room and completely unmoved by the smells coming from the kitchen. Ryan bit his lip. He was getting very worried, and as much as he was trying to give Anna time and space to process everything, he also felt like he was operating close to the edge. He hadn’t slept much in the few days since they were allowed home. It was difficult to sleep when every night brought nightmare flashbacks of the daycare. Ever since getting home, Anna had been acting… differently. The strongest woman he knew, who seemed to be able to take everything Sallas threw at her and maintain her sense of self was now on the floor and playing with toys next to Jane. Anna wasn’t regressed, certainly not in the same way Jane had been, but she was acting in certain babyish ways that just seemed so wrong coming from her. At first Ryan had tried to get her interested in more age-appropriate activities but it hadn’t worked, so he let her do whatever it seemed she needed to do. Perhaps, even for an independent woman like Anna, there was a certain therapeutic quality in just letting go of adult concerns, if only for a little while. The problem Ryan was having was that dealing with his own trauma whilst also taking care of the two women was stretching him to his limit. “I made this Daddy!” Jane said when she saw Ryan in the doorway. She held up the colouring book to a picture of a childishly drawn orange cat with mismatched eyes. “Well done.” Ryan said with a half-hearted smile. Anna looked up. She was blushing a little, but Ryan just gave her a friendly smile and turned away. He didn’t want his wife to feel bad about whatever she had to do to cope with recent events, he just hoped he’d get his old firebrand of a wife back sooner rather than later. He made his way to the doorway when he was suddenly stopped in his tracks. “Jane? What’s that?” It was Anna. Ryan turned back around to see that his wife had grabbed Jane’s colouring book away from her. Anna looked from the picture to Jane and then up to Ryan. She turned the book around to reveal a red rose. Jane had turned the page in her colouring book to a page that didn’t have the outline of anything to colour in, but someone had drawn a stylised red rose that looked very familiar. Ryan and Anna turned to Jane at the same time. She seemed completely unaware of anything going on around her. With the colouring book taken away she had pulled over and a couple of dolls and was holding one out for Anna. “Jane, what is this?” Anna asked as she held up the colouring book and pointed at the picture. “Flower.” Jane said absent-mindedly. “Why did you draw the flower?” Anna asked. She sounded almost manic, that if Jane didn’t tell her what she wanted to know she would suddenly leap on her and demand answers. “Garden.” Jane replied. Anna looked at Ryan. As one they quickly scrambled out of the room. Ryan went to the front door and stepped outside whilst Anna ran to the back. He couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary as he looked around the yard. Then he became aware of how weird it could look to other people. The last thing he wanted to do was draw more attention to himself as he backed up and went back inside. “Ryan!” Anna’s voice came echoing down the halls. Ryan ran past a bemused looking Jane to the back door. Anna was standing halfway down the backyard and looking at a flowerbed. Ryan quickly went to stand by her side, he looked down to see a single, very red, rose in the middle of the flowers. It was the only rose on the property as far as Ryan could tell. That specific type of flower not being particularly favoured thanks to the freedom fighters with the same name. “What should we do?” Anna asked. Ryan tried not to notice that this was out of character for Anna. That before the daycare his wife would’ve already been yanking the rose out of the ground. Ryan looked around. The fences were high, but if someone wanted to look in, they probably could. “Dig it up.” Ryan said, “Just… act natural. Like you’re gardening.” Anna bent down and gingerly touched the rose and then lowered her hands to the soil at the flower’s base. For a second, Ryan was reminded of war movies, and the characters gently checking for mines. That disappeared as Anna started to scoop dirt away. A gust of wind came by and blew up the bottom of her dress just enough to show off the bottom of her diaper, Ryan chose not to say anything. “There’s… something here!” Anna said excitedly. Ryan stepped closed and squatted down next to his wife. He saw, in the dirt a wooden box. Anna had to shovel more dirt away to get it out of the hole completely. Anna was growing impatient and she rapidly threw dirt to the side and pulled on the box until it came loose. “Careful of splinters.” Ryan said. Anna pulled on the box whilst it was still wedged. When it finally came free, she ended up falling backwards on to her padded butt. Ryan picked up the box as Anna scrambled back up to her knees in the dirt. Ryan held the box and allowed Anna to lift the lid. When she did so, her eyes went wide. “What is it?” Ryan asked, the lid blocking his view. Anna held up two plastic bags. One contained the phone they had been contacted by Thorn on, and the other held a whole bunch of syringes with the safety caps on. --- It was an anxious time. Anna and Ryan were, at first, extremely paranoid that they were being watched inside their own home. They scoured the place, under the pretence of cleaning it, looking for any kind of spying devices or cameras. “Let’s do it.” Anna had said after their second sweep found nothing. “I don’t know.” Ryan replied. He rubbed the back of his neck, “Maybe one more run through, to make sure?” “Ryan, we’ve looked everywhere… Twice!” Anna said with impatience, “There’s nothing here.” “Well, I wouldn’t go that far…” Ryan muttered. Indeed, some things had changed about the house. Whether it was for a practical joke or some other nefarious reason, Ryan’s bed had been replaced with a large crib. A reminder of exactly what would happen if he messed up again. Anna wasn’t supposed to be sharing it with him, she was supposed to be in the nursery permanently, but after their time at the daycare, neither of them had any inclination to be alone. There was more than enough room in there for both of them to cuddle up. A level of intimacy growing between them, perhaps through shared trauma or just a lot of time together. “I’m doing it.” Anna finally said as she picked up the clear plastic bag of syringes. Anna looked at Ryan, seeing if he would attempt to persuade her not to, but he didn’t. That was how Jane got a shot of the anti-regression drugs given to them by, presumably, The Rose Resistance. Just like the first time the drugs were administered, it still took a while for the effects to start being felt. One day, a week or so after the first shot, the three of them were sat in the living room. Jane had her head in her hands as she tried to think. “If it’s too much we can-…” Ryan started. “No, no… I think I remember.” Jane said. Anna put a hand on her friend’s back as she looked up and frowned slightly. She shook her head a little, as if trying to shake off literal cobwebs in her skull. She let out a long breath. “After you two were taken away I was left here with a couple of guards. I had to pretend I was still fully regressed.” Jane blushed slightly, “They were really lax with watching me. They left me in the nursery after dinner, in the crib. I heard a noise outside, like a scraping on the wall. I remember kneeling on the mattress and looking at the window as a hand appeared there.” Jane paused and took a sip of a drink before sitting back again. “I don’t know who it was, but she was dressed all in black.” Jane said, “She had her face covered. I remember just staring in fear. She looked at me and put a finger to her lips, telling me to be quiet, then she went through the door to the landing. When she came back, she had a little box with the phone and injections in.” “Did she say anything?” Anna asked. “The only thing I remember her saying was “Remember the rose.”” Jane said, “She came right up to the crib and said it. Repeatedly. Over and over again. Any time I tried to say anything she stopped me. She stayed there, saying the same thing to me, until we heard footsteps on the stairs. Just like that, she swept back over to the window and left.” “Do you think it was Thorn?” Ryan asked. “No.” Anna replied before Jane had a chance, “But it must’ve been one of her agents. They came here and hid the incriminating evidence.” “What happened after that?” Ryan asked. “Without the shots I felt the regression taking over again.” Jane said, “The next morning they took me to a “foster family.”” Jane shivered and Anna didn’t press the point. It didn’t seem like it was an experience that Jane wished to re-live, it was likely scarcely any better than the daycare was, perhaps even worse because Jane was on her own. Anna rubbed Jane’s back and placed her other hand on her knee. Anna felt reinvigorated. After sinking into despair and almost losing herself, she now found that spark back in her life. Getting out of the daycare, and getting away from Mr. Sawyer, had allowed her to finally have a chance to recover. That night, she slept for fifteen hours and when she woke it was like emerging out of a cocoon, her fire re-lit and her passion ignited. That was until she went down for lunch, having slept through breakfast. “I can’t believe you’re just going to forgive them.” Ryan said. “I’m not!” Anna replied crossly, “But if they contact us again, I’m not going to just ignore it.” “They left us in that daycare.” Ryan said, “If we’d gone to Finishing School that would’ve been it, and it would be no skin off their nose. No, The Rose Resistance would’ve just moved on to find some other rube to do their bidding for them.” “That’s not fair.” Anna said. She looked at Jane who was sitting at the table and seeming to plead with her eyes for everyone to calm down. “Isn’t it?” Ryan asked. “What did you want them to do?” Anna asked, “When we were in there, I wished they would just roll through the wall in some armoured car and break us out, but that isn’t very realistic.” “They’ve done bigger things elsewhere.” Ryan countered. Before Anna could reply, Ryan stood up and left the room. Anna slumped down into a seat next to Jane. She hated to say it, but Ryan was at least partially correct. The Rose Resistance had asked her and Ryan to risk everything, and when it all went wrong, they weren’t there to help. She had to admit that she felt some bitterness towards them, but she still recognised them as her only real hope of getting out of the country. “What’s the world like?” Jane asked, “Outside of Sallas, I mean.” Anna looked across at her friend and smiled. It was strange to think that she was the only person, out of basically everyone she had met, to know life outside the island Sallas. “I don’t really remember much.” Anna admitted, “I was just a little girl when I ended up here.” Anna saw Jane look away in disappointment. It was too much for her, she had to give Jane something to believe in. Some kind of idea that the grass was greener on the other side of the fence. “I remember feeling… free.” Anna said with a wistful smile, “Well, as free as a kid could be at least. My parents always tried to get me to explore any and all passions. They told me I could be anything.” “So… everything’s equal?” Jane asked. It looked like the very concept amazed her. “No.” Anna said, “At least not when I was a kid. There was no real forced separation between the sexes, but men still held the power for the most part. Things were getting better though, slowly but surely. There was no being forced to act like a child, no devotion to “your man”, you could get a job, start a family… or do neither of those things. It was entirely your choice.” “Sounds like a paradise to me.” Jane said dreamily. “I’ll show you that world one day.” Anna said as she reached across the table and took Jane’s hand, “I promise.” --- The phone sat on the table vibrating. Anna, Ryan and Jane were all staring at it, no one moving a muscle. “I should answer it.” Anna said. “Don’t.” Ryan replied, “I told you. They’re taking advantage of your hope.” “That hope is all I have.” Anna said, “I’d rather false hope than none at all.” Ryan’s lips pursed. Anna could read what was going on behind his eyes. He wasn’t going to stop her, but he wasn’t going to encourage it either. It seemed like he wanted nothing to do with Thorn. Anna reached over and picked up the phone. Jane let out a small squeal of excitement, it was clear what she wanted Anna to do. “Hello?” Anna said as she answered. “Anna, it’s good to hear your voice.” It was Thorn. The voice was unmistakeable even through the filters designed to make it anonymous. “After what happened, I don’t know if I should be talking to you.” Anna said. “Listen-…” Thorn started. “No! You listen!” Anna retorted loudly. She was looking at Ryan, wanting him to know that she wasn’t going to let herself be pushed around by The Rose Resistance, “We did what you asked of us and it nearly cost us everything!” “It was… regrettable.” Thorn said, “Our operational security wasn’t quite everything we thought.” “Yeah, well, it nearly cost us everything.” Anna replied, “You should know that Ryan thinks I shouldn’t even be talking to you.” There was a momentary silence. Anna wasn’t sure if she should continue talking, perhaps Thorn wasn’t saying anything just to see what Anna did. She really didn’t have the patience for this kind of subterfuge; Anna would much rather everyone come out and say exactly what they were thinking. She shifted on her seat and her diaper crinkled. She hoped that it wasn’t picked up by the phone. “Anna, I’m sorry.” Thorn finally said. There was another pause that seemed to stretch for a long time, “But we still need your help.” “What’s in it for us?” Anna asked. There was laughter from the other end of the line. “Not many people have the balls to say that to us.” Thorn said. Her good humour was edged with steel, “Is the cause of female liberation not enough anymore?” “For me?” Anna said, “Maybe. But I can’t risk Jane or Ryan. They’ve been through enough. This place isn’t so bad, not bad enough to risk it all on a longshot.” “Do you really believe that?” Thorn asked. Anna didn’t answer. Everyone, including herself knew that it wasn’t true. She was willing to risk her life if it meant even the slimmest hope of getting back into the regular world. The very thought of it tortured her, the impossibility of her dreams making her heart ache. Wanting to be anywhere else in the world was the last thing she thought about at night and the first thing she thought in the morning. “What is it you want from me, Anna?” Thorn asked when it became clear Anna wasn’t going to answer. “I want the same thing I wanted when you first called me.” Anna answered. “To get out of Sallas?” Thorn paused, “You’re in luck.” “What do you mean?” Anna asked. Her eyes wide and her heart hammering. “I mean, we want you out of Sallas as well.” Thorn said. Anna didn’t immediately respond. She was looking at the other two people at the table, they almost certainly couldn’t hear what was being said but they could read Anna’s reactions. Anna bit her lip and waited for more information. Whether it was coincidence or not, her weak bladder emptied into her diaper, filling the silence with a soft warm hiss that she could only hope wasn’t audible to anyone else. “You’ve become a big celebrity.” Thorn said, “Both in Sallas and outside. We want to get you out so you can spread the word of what is happening here. That’s how you could make the difference in this revolution.” “But… how?” Anna asked breathlessly. “It’s very risky.” Thorn said, “But we want you to make one more broadcast for Sallas.” “Huh?” Anna frowned. Thorn proceeded to detail a plan that sounded impossible for Anna. A plan that felt like it relied on a miracle set of circumstances to work. Thorn said that her people on the inside of the government had informed her that the next thing Anna would be asked to do was a live segment on the country’s state-owned broadcaster. If Thorn got what she wanted, things wouldn’t be going to the government’s plan at all. “I won’t lie. Chances are the plan will fall apart. It’s all or nothing. What’s it to be?” Thorn asked. --- If you want to see what happens next RIGHT NOW you can do so at one of the following links. 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Robyn has a little trick for Dan, who doesn't have the response she expected. Meanwhile, out in town, Landon takes Livy for the second surprise of the day, a trip to a jewellery which also has unexpected consequences. --- I am only able to pay the bills, keep the lights, put food in the fridge and keep my butt in nappies through the generous support of those who enjoy my stories. I have both a SubscribeStar AND a Ream page, both get the same content, and the wonderful subscribers are all able to read every story update I write a full week before anyone else. Not only that, but at the $10 tier there are 29 stories EXCLUSIVELY available to subscribers. There's also the opportunity to have big discounts on commissions and even free stories written for you at the other tiers. I deeply, deeply appreciate everyone who supports me by subscribing. It really means the world. 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It had taken Landon a while to learn exactly what Robyn liked as well. She had been reliably informed that she could be quite intense, but that was what being a Little was to her. She wasn’t deliberately being difficult, she just wanted to be put in her place, and being bratty was the quickest way to achieving that goal! “Alright… I’ll just…” Dan looked nervously from Robyn’s face to the bottom of her short dress. It was strange. He never seemed to hesitate when he was doing this for Livy, but every time he had to check Robyn it was suddenly as if he had never done it before. Robyn spread her legs a little to make it easier for him. When Robyn felt a hand pressing up against her diaper she couldn’t help but let out a little giggle. It only became funnier when Dan looked at her in surprise, clearly a completely dry disposable was not what he had been expecting to find. He was just about to remove his hand when she clamped her thighs together tightly, holding his hand against the bottom of her padding. “W-What are you… Oh.” Dan said. Robyn finally released her aching bladder with a sigh of relaxation. She closed her eyes and felt the bliss of the “accident” warming her crotch and, quite quickly, her butt. The feeling of peeing combined with the naughtiness of how she was doing it made her feel just a little hot and bothered. Robyn gradually released the pressure on Dan’s hand and was gratified when it stayed exactly where it was, clamped to the bottom of the diaper which had started to expand as the padding soaked up her pee. Robyn dared to open one of her eyes and saw Dan staring down towards his hand with wide eyes. No doubt he could what Robyn herself had felt many times before, both on her own diapers and on Livy’s. The plastic outer shell getting pulled taut by the padding within, the glorious heat radiating out, getting warmer and warmer until the diaper was like a hot water bottle. She closed her eyes again and luxuriated in the feeling. Doing it with a Big right there, checking her, only seemed to enhance how it felt to her. “Mmm…” Robyn let out a lengthy sigh as her flow slowed down. She felt disappointed. She would’ve liked to have continued forever and ever. Despite stopping, Dan’s hand remained pressed against Robyn’s diaper. She opened her eyes and looked at the man who was still staring at the woman’s crotch, he seemed almost transfixed. Robyn barely suppressed a laugh. She had certainly soaked herself, it didn’t seem like it would’ve taken much to completely overflow her disposable. “Erm, Dan?” Robyn said. Dan looked up at Robyn, then back down at his hand. He seemed to suddenly realise what he was doing and quickly pulled his arm away. In fact, in his haste, he stepped back a couple of feet. Robyn’s smile faded as Dan wiped his dry hand on his pants leg as if he might somehow have got wet through osmosis. She hadn’t meant to make Dan feel bad. Quite the opposite… “OK…” Dan seemed to be taking a minute to regain his composure, “You need a change.” “No.” Robyn replied. “What?” Dan had already turned to face the exit of the room. Now he turned back around to look at Robyn, “You definitely do.” “No.” Robyn said again. This time she folded her arms across her chest. A textbook sign of brattiness that she thought any and every Big would recognise. Dan seemed at a loss for what to do. It seemed obvious to Robyn. Now would be the time for him to order her upstairs, she would refuse, and then he would “make” her. He didn’t seem to be getting it though. She wasn’t even certain why she WANTED to be so bratty to Dan. All she knew for certain was that he was interesting her in a way that no man had ever managed to be before. “W-What do you mean?” Dan asked. He played with his hands nervously in front of him. “I mean… No!” Robyn said. She was practically winking at him, trying to tell him what she wanted with her body language, “I don’t need a change!” Robyn’s diaper was practically groaning from what she had put into it. The padding was full and hanging down between her thighs, the tapes doing a heroic job and the leg bands threatening to give way to a waterfall. Dan had to know it, he had felt what she had done. The diaper was on the verge of leaking. He was still standing in the doorway, looking anywhere but at Robyn. “So… what are you going to do?” Robyn prompted. She felt like she was being as subtle as a brick to the face, but Dan was either missing her intentions or deliberately ignoring them. “I’ll, erm…” Dan mumbled and backed up a couple more steps, “I mean, I guess… Just come find me when you need it.” Robyn frowned. Even if he didn’t want a part of her brattiness, she really did desperately need a change. It felt like even one single drop of urine would cause her diaper to burst like a balloon. She didn’t understand how Dan wasn’t getting it, all her previous Bigs would’ve had her across their knees by then. “Wait.” Robyn said. Dan had nearly disappeared. He seemed in a hurry to get away. Robyn waddled forwards towards him, the diaper rubbed against her thighs with each step, if the thickness between her legs had been any bigger, she would’ve been forced into crawling, a thought that excited her. She took Dan’s hand. “Maybe I do need a change…” Robyn said. “OK.” Dan replied. He still looked confused and unsure. As Robyn led the way up the stairs to the nursery, she let out a deep sigh. She didn’t understand why Dan hadn’t dragged her upstairs as soon as she resisted his command. She didn’t know why she wasn’t being “punished.” Would Dan have just let her leak everywhere? She thought brattiness was pretty universal in Littles, she was sure that Livy had acted that way at least a few times in the past. She MUST’VE done. What Little hadn’t make their Big work for things sometimes? In fact, Robyn was confused why she was leading the way up the stairs. It felt almost like it was she taking Dan for a diaper change. From the way he had been acting it would’ve made more sense. When she looked back over her shoulder, she saw him give her a quick smile. Robyn felt a new worry enter her head. Maybe Dan wasn’t reacting to her because he didn’t like her after all. She had always thought that things were fine between them, even if they weren’t overly close, and yet now she got the feeling he wasn’t interested in her at all. She was almost surprised about how that thought made her heart sad. --- “Are you alright?” Landon asked. It wasn’t the first time she had repeated those words since leaving the café. Livy nodded her head and kept her eyes down. She felt like as long as she was concentrating on the floor, she would be able to keep the anxiety in check. Livy felt like people were watching her. After nearly getting lost that morning, Landon wasn’t taking any risks and had Livy’s hand in hers. Maybe that was why it seemed like people were turning to look at them. Livy waddled, her natural pace having to be sped up slightly to keep up with Landon. She looked around, she didn’t catch anyone turning to look at her, but she knew most people were, she could feel their gaze on her skin like a burn. They were judging her, seeing her for who she really was and, more importantly, who she wasn’t. There were more people on the sidewalk than there had been earlier. It was getting towards mid-morning, and people were coming out to do their shopping. Livy didn’t like it. She hated crowds. Dan knew that she wasn’t good around lots of people and always did his best to avoid it or distract her. Landon wasn’t doing any of that. She wasn’t making conversation and barely even looked back at her. “Of course she isn’t talking to you”, Livy thought, “She’s an adult who doesn’t need constant stimulation like you.” Livy waddled along with her diaper ever so slightly chafing her thighs. Her mind immediately wished she was being pushed in a stroller. She shook her head. Not a stroller, she should be wishing she had been allowed normal underwear. That’s what an actual adult would want. No, even that was wrong. An adult wouldn’t have to be “allowed” normal underwear. God, why was she even bothering to try and prove that she was in any way Big? Everyone could see right through her as if they had x-ray vision to her diaper. She was such an obvious baby that she should give up the pretence and squat down right there to po-… “Are you sure you’re OK?” Landon asked with a frown, “That’s the third lamppost you’ve nearly walked in to.” “Yes.” Livy mumbled, “I’m fine.” Except Livy was lying. The crowds seemed to be having an effect on her, or maybe it was just the effort of having to pretend. It didn’t used to be as hard as it felt right then on the street, but she was out of practice, unused to having to hide who she really was. Livy didn’t know where they were going. After leaving the café, Landon had taken her hand and started walking. It seemed clear that Landon knew where they were headed but Livy hadn’t been told. She wondered if she should ask. That would be the adult thing to do, wouldn’t it? It was probably too late. They’d been walking for a few minutes at that point. “This is the next place I wanted to take you.” Landon said as she gestured at a store window. Livy had almost walked into Landon when the taller woman had suddenly stopped. She turned to the window and saw that it was a jewellery store. It wasn’t like a place in the local mall though, this one seemed quite a bit fancier. Like the café, it was familiar and yet completely different to what Livy was used to, and just like the café, Livy felt completely out of sync with the world that the jewellery store inhabited. “Here?” Livy asked dumbly. “Yes.” Landon said patiently, “It’s where I get all my earrings, bracelets and everything else. I love their style.” Livy looked closer and definitely saw a stylistic similarity between the jewellery in the window and the stuff Landon usually wore. It was then that she realised the place was even more upmarket than she had originally assumed. The jewellery inside wasn’t mass-produced or even from famous brands. It seemed like most of it was unique or part of the store’s own collection, and the price tags matched. Livy knew that Landon and Dan both earned more than enough money for the four of them to live comfortably, but the prices were enough to make Livy’s head spin. “I thought I’d treat you to a pair of earrings.” Landon said a few seconds later. “But my ears aren’t pierced.” Livy replied. “Not a problem.” Landon pointed at a sign in the window. Livy felt her stomach flip over. The store did its own piercings. She could feel herself starting to hyper-ventilate. She had thought about getting her ears pierced before but had always rejected the idea, mostly out of anxiety over the actual process. She loved the idea of earrings but had never got past using cheap clip-ons. “I… I don’t know…” Livy stuttered. She subconsciously drew back a little causing the distance between them, bridged by their linked hands, to widen, “Maybe I’ll think about it and…” “I won’t make you do it.” Landon said, “But if you’re going to get it done, it should be here. These guys offer a much better service than the ones in the mall. Besides, I already had a pair of earrings picked out for you.” “You did?” Livy replied in surprise. “Those ones.” Landon said as she pointed at a pair that was visible in a corner of the display. Livy’s eyes lit up. The earrings were beautiful. Shaped like little owls and encrusted with jewels of various colours. If they had been bigger, they would have been gaudy, but at their small size they were adorable. “I asked Mr. Hootie for suggestions.” Landon joked, “So, what do you say?” Livy really wanted the earrings, and it was a great chance to prove that she could act like an adult. She knew there would be a little pain, but she also knew it wouldn’t last long, and afterwards she would have done something no baby would do. She nodded her head and Landon beamed at her. “Wonderful!” Landon said, “Let’s go in.” Livy walked into the store and felt relief at being off the street. No matter what was going to happen, the immediate relief of being away from all the people and noise did a lot to help calm her down a bit. The store didn’t have many customers, and Livy noticed the employees were all dressed incredibly smartly. The showroom had a deep red carpet dotted with display cases. It very much gave the impression that if you even wondered how much something might cost, there was no way you could afford it. Landon walked in confidently and just like at the café, seemed to recognise a member of staff. “Alicia, I was hoping you were working today.” Landon said as she walked ahead. “If it isn’t my favourite customer.” Alicia replied with a big smile. Livy hung back near the door and watched as Landon and Alicia met in the middle of the room. A quick hug was exchanged, it all seemed very forward for an employee to act that way but, judging from what Alicia said, Landon wasn’t a stranger in those parts. “How’s that necklace?” Alicia asked, “There hasn’t been a problem with it?” “Oh, no, nothing like that.” Landon said, “It’s fabulous.” “Good.” Alicia indicated a desk against the far wall, “Would you like to sit down and discuss what you’re looking for or did you have something in mind?” Livy looked over to the desks and saw that one of them was occupied. A male employee with slicked back hair was on one side, holding a tray with various sparkly things on it. On the other side was a man and a woman who seemed to be deep in thought and occasionally nodding. It was hard to tell if it was a service given to every customer, or if it was for the more valued ones. She didn’t want to even speculate how much the jewellery on the tray was worth. “Actually, I’m not here for me today.” Landon said, “And after my last visit my bank manager would have a heart attack if I bought something else. I did however put a deposit down on those earrings, if you remember…” “Ah, of course!” Alicia nodded her head in understanding and looked past Landon, “So this must be the Livy you told me so much about.” Livy smiled nervously. Landon had been talking about her? Livy didn’t really remember when everyone stopped referring to her by her “adult” name. Now that she thought about it, she couldn’t remember the last time anyone had called her Olivia, these days she was always just Livy. She immediately started wondering what had been said and how much this stranger knew about her. It was only when Landon gave her a pointed look and gestured her forwards that Livy walked into the centre of the room with the others. “Well, you were right.” Alicia said as she stepped back and looked at Livy appraisingly, “She is beautiful, and those earrings will be perfect on her. It’s almost like they were made for her!” Livy blushed and looked away. She knew it was probably just sales patter, a way of making more money from commissions by flattering the people looking to buy things but knowing it didn’t make it any less effective. “There’s one little wrinkle.” Landon said, “Livy’s ears aren’t pierced.” “Not a problem.” Alicia replied, “I can get that done right now if you like?” “That would be great.” Landon said, “Right, Livy?” Livy looked from Alicia to Landon and then back again. She felt so out of place. Two beautiful women were discussing near her, and it just emphasised how little she was like them. The diaper between her legs, which had become wet though Livy was having a little difficulty remembering when that happened, had never felt bigger. She felt like she was sweating a little and swallowed down a lump in her throat. “Sure.” Livy managed to force out. She turned to Landon, “Are…Are you going to be there?” “I guess I can be. If that’s alright with Alicia?” Landon looked a little surprised at the request. “I’ve got no problem with it. We’ve got plenty of space.” Alicia waved for the other two to follow her. Livy hadn’t thought wanting someone to be in the room with her was going to be a problem, now she felt like a kid at the doctor’s office having to be escorted in. Landon gave Livy’s arm a quick squeeze and then followed Alicia towards the back of the store. Livy looked behind her. The butterflies in her stomach were fluttering away and her instinct to run and hide was threatening to take over her brain. If the street outside hadn’t appeared so busy, maybe Livy would’ve acted on that impulse. As it was, she turned to see Landon and hurried to catch up. “Take a seat.” Alicia said as she pointed to a chair in the centre of the room. It seemed to Livy that the chair wasn’t too different to what she might’ve seen in a dentist’s office. In fact, the whole room reminded her of a more medical setting. It was probably a good thing that everything looked clean and sterile. Alicia went over to one of the cupboards and started getting things out of it. Landon took the seat by the door, she was facing Livy and smiling like a proud mother. “Alright…” Alicia said as she concentrated on the job at hand. She had put everything she needed on a little metal cart that she wheeled over next to Livy, “I’ll talk you through everything before I do it. There’s no need to be anxious.” Was Livy’s anxiety THAT obvious? Almost certainly. Livy sat down in the chair and had a little difficulty making sure the bottom of the dress remained at knee level. She certainly didn’t want it riding up at all. The distance between the bottom of her dress and the bottom of her diaper felt perilously thin. “OK, so, first thing’s first, I’m going to adjust the chair. It’s like a chair at a dentist. Just sit back and it will move, alright?” Alicia said. Livy’s heart was hammering. She shouldn’t have agreed to getting her ears pierced. She looked at the tray to the side and saw the “gun” that Alicia was going to use, she felt nauseous. Before Livy could lose her nerve completely, the chair started to tilt backwards. Her hands scrambled to try and keep her dress down, but she knew she was soon angled to give Landon a very clear view of her diaper and its wetness. “This’ll be over before you know it.” Alicia said in a soothing voice, “So, first we-…” There was a sudden ringing noise and Livy jumped as if she had received an electric shock. It was Landon’s phone. Livy looked over as the woman held up a finger and mouth a “sorry” before answering it. “Yeah, hold on, I’m just with Livy.” Landon said as she stood up. She put the phone against her chest, “I’ll take this in the store, you’ll be fine, Livy.” “But…” Livy started but didn’t get to finish as Landon left the room. As she walked out of the door Livy felt a fresh warmth blossoming in her diaper. “As I was saying…” Alicia had a little laugh, “First I’ll disinfect the site. We’ll be doing both ears, but I’ll do one at a time. This is just like what a doctor rubs on you before an injection, nothing to worry about.” Livy gripped the armrests of the chair as she felt a cold liquid get rubbed on her earlobe. She was so focused on what was happening by her head that she barely noticed gravity causing her dress to slip down slightly. The bottom of her diaper was dangerously close to being seen. “OK, so this is a stud.” Alicia held up a small metal earring, “Before you can wear those adorable earrings that Landon picked out, you’ll have to wear these for a few days. It’ll make sure the hole doesn’t close up.” Livy’s eyes were wide, and she almost let out a little whimper when she saw the employee reach down and pick up what looked like a toy gun. She knew it was what was about to be used to punch a hole through her ear. Her fingers went white against the padding on the arm of the chair. “This isn’t as scary as it looks.” Alicia said. Livy wasn’t sure if the woman realised how anxious she was or if this was part of her regular speech, “This bit goes behind the ear, and this bit in front. Then I put the stud here and, voila, piercing done.” Livy couldn’t help but feel like there was an important step being left out of that procedure, notably the part where the needle looking thing in the front would go through her flesh. She felt herself tremble and looked at the door, Landon still wasn’t coming back. “M-Maybe we should wait for Landon…” Livy muttered quietly. “We could do.” Alicia’s gaze seemed to fix on Livy’s waist, and she paused before continuing, “Sorry, as I was saying, we could wait… OR we could get it done quickly and surprise her. I’m sure she’ll love how they look.” Livy wanted nothing more than to get out of the chair and run away. She felt physically trapped; with the way the chair was tilted back it wouldn’t be easy at all for her to climb out of it. Then there was the emotional aspect. She didn’t want to let Landon down, not when she’d been so nice and bought such beautiful earrings. She wanted to show Landon that she didn’t need constant looking after, it felt like getting the piercings done alone would show some degree of independence. Livy noticed Alicia’s eyes were being drawn towards her waist again. Livy moved her hands and pulled her dress down. She could guess what was attracting the woman’s attention, at least she seemed professional enough not to mention it. “Alright, lets do it.” Livy said with a deep breath. “Great!” Alicia smiled, “I’ll count down from three and then it’ll be done before you know it, OK?” Alicia said. Livy nodded and then froze up as her ear was taken by Alicia’s gloved hand. She desperately tried to stay calm, but it felt like her body had paused all of her functions except for her ability to be anxious. Whatever chemical or hormone caused those feelings were now cascading down and flooding her whole system. Her tummy rumbled and the butterflies seemed to double in number. “Ready?” Alicia asked. Livy didn’t reply but Alicia didn’t seem to need one. Livy assumed that unless she specifically told her to stop that the piercing would be done very soon. She had to work very hard to swallow the words before they burst out of her mouth. She closed eyes tightly and held her breath. “Three… Two…” Livy tensed. She waited for one, but Alicia never got there. Halfway through the number two, there was a loud bang and a sharp pain. Livy yelped as the needle went through her ear. She felt Alicia fidgeting with something, probably putting on the stud, and then the gun was pulled away. Livy panted for breath. The pain was starting to abate already, but the shock was still freezing her in place. She even felt a little sweat on her brow. “One down, one to go.” Alicia said as she pushed the tray around to the other side of Livy, “Sorry for the trick with the numbers, I could tell you’re nervous and I thought it might help… Only trouble is it only works once.” Livy adjusted in her seat and felt something slightly off. Her diaper had been wet, soaked even, and the padding had swollen up to account for that, but now she felt something else. There was a lump in the back of her diaper, just a small one, but it was squishy and… Livy’s heart skipped a beat as she realised what must’ve happened. In the shock of the piercing her body had let go and a little bit of poop had ended up in her diaper. Her mind reeled with what that meant. She couldn’t remember ever pooping, even just a little, and not realising it before. Livy stopped paying attention to anything but the squishing feeling in her underwear. There was no other explanation, she must’ve… There was another loud bang, and this time Livy let out a scream at the same time that she felt a shooting pain in her ear. Simultaneously, Livy felt her bowels give way completely. As her muscles tensed, the ones in her intestines and lower seemed to push down. Livy filled her diaper, and this time it wasn’t a small accident. She could feel it all rushing out of her even after the pain and shock subsided. The bottom of the diaper bulged out as the back was pressed against the chair. Livy hadn’t even needed to push. It all happened in the blink of an eye, one second her diaper was almost clean, the next it was like there had been a landslide. Her entire rear felt hot and sticky. “Since the counting wouldn’t help the second time I…” Alicia stopped talking. She sniffed the air. Sitting as close to Livy’s ear as she was, the sound was amplified. Livy’s eyes teared up. She couldn’t believe it. The surprise of the second piercing had caused her to lose control completely. She was stinky, and Alicia knew it, how could she not? The smell was escaping and every little move caused Livy to sink into what she had done. She brought her hands up and covered her face. Was she really such a useless baby that a little surprise caused her to helplessly fill her diaper!? “Oh, God…” Alicia was looking down at Livy’s waist. She could most likely guess what the smell was and where it was coming from, “I’ll just…” Livy felt Alicia take her ear and rapidly put the stud in the hole. No sooner had she attached the earring than she stood up and hurried towards the door, her hand covering the lower half of her face. As she went past the foot of the chair, she looked directly up Livy’s dress where her diaper was clearly visible, and her eyes widened even further. “I’m sorry…” Livy mumbled, though no one was around to hear her. She couldn’t believe she had found a way to humiliate herself AGAIN. Livy was alone in the room with a stinky disaster of a diaper and two throbbing ears. She wasn’t sure what to do or where to go, so she did nothing. She waited. In the end, she didn’t need to wait too long. Landon appeared in the doorway and her face was lit up with a mixture of emotions, all of which made Livy feel even more ashamed of what she had done. Livy shifted uncomfortably as her bottom lip trembled. She could feel little bubbles against her skin as the waste in her padding shifted a little against her skin. She wanted nothing more than to climb to her feet and pull the stinky diaper away from her skin, but she was still basically stuck in the reclined chair. For several long seconds there was silence. Livy looked away from Landon and covered her face in embarrassment. The smell was now filling the small windowless room, and it was quickly becoming unpleasant. She wished Landon would say something, she knew if Dan was there that he would’ve run over to hug her and tell her everything was going to be alright. “Why didn’t you tell me you needed to do… that?” Landon asked. “I… I didn’t know…” Livy replied somewhat pathetically. Landon just looked her way for a little longer. Livy wasn’t sure if Landon shook her head or not, if she did it was so subtle as to barely be noticeable, but it was more likely that Livy’s eyes were playing tricks on her. “Get yourself up.” Landon said, “I need to apologise to Alicia.” Livy felt terrible. Her own predicament was obvious, but she had also caused Landon a massive inconvenience. Landon came to this store often, now the staff would only remember her as the woman who bought the stinky big baby in with her. Landon disappeared back into the main shop as Livy looked around. The chair was still tilted back so getting out of it wasn’t going to be the easiest thing in the world. She cringed and whined as she started moving, the poop in the diaper clinging to her and moving with her body. It was gross. Half od her wanted Landon to come over and help, the other half wanted her to stay away, as if there was a way for Livy to maintain some dignity. Landon remained in the doorway; she watched Livy without leaving or coming in. In the end, Livy had to basically roll over and then crawl out of the chair. By the time her feet hit the floor she felt as if she’d done a thorough job on her padding, she could only hope the disposable had successfully contained it all. She looked towards the door and saw Landon had exited, no doubt embarrassed by Livy’s embarrassing dismount from the chair. She knew she had to walk through it. There were voices coming from the other side, but she couldn’t hear what they were saying. She quickly wiped her eyes with her sleeves before waddling slowly forwards. “I’m sorry.” Landon’s voice became clear when Livy neared the door, “I had no idea…” “It’s fine.” That was Alicia speaking, “Just a bit of a… shock.” “Of course. Here, allow me to pay extra.” Landon said, “For the inconvenience.” “No, seriously, it’s fine. We double-disinfect everything regardless.” Alicia replied, “We’ve had disabled people in here before, and a few children.” Livy didn’t need to hear herself being compared to a child. She couldn’t exactly blame Alicia for suggesting it though, after all, it was how she felt. With the stinky, sticky waste covering the back half of her diaper could she really claim not to be a child? She certainly didn’t feel like an adult no matter how much she wished it to be so. “Did you have anywhere I could deal with the incident?” Landon asked. “She doesn’t clean herself up?” Alicia asked. Her professionalism disappeared briefly, replaced by curiosity. “Usually it’s me or Dan doing that.” Landon replied with a sigh, “It’s a long story.” “Right…” It seemed to take Alicia a moment for Landon’s answer to process in her brain, “Well, I’m afraid we don’t have customer bathrooms. There is a public toilet just down the street that should be able to accommodate your, erm… circumstances.” “OK, thank you.” Landon said. She raised her voice, “Livy! Come on.” Livy was still standing out of sight. She realised belatedly that her hand had moved behind her, assessing the damage done to her diaper as she stood near the door and listened. She didn’t want to step out into the store, not when she knew that they knew what she’d done, but at the same time she knew she couldn’t remain where she was. She needed a change, and it wasn’t going to happen in the room she was currently in. With a slow shuffle that seemed to spread her excrement, Livy slowly appeared in the doorway. She kept her face down and tried not to burst into tears as the brighter lights of the main store lit her up. Landon walked over and took Livy’s hand; it seemed like she was in a hurry to leave the store as well. “I’m sorry…” Livy said again. “It’s OK.” Alicia said. She gave Livy a pained smile, “Enjoy your earrings.” It was easy for Livy to forget she’d had her ears pierced at all. She had to applaud the professionalism of Alicia though. Despite it all, she still brought the focus back to the earrings. Livy felt a small tug on her wrist and followed Landon as the taller woman walked briskly from the store. She remained silent as the fresh air hit them both. “Landon, I…” Livy started. “Follow me.” Landon interrupted. Livy looked around at the crowds and knew she needed to get changed as soon as humanly possible. Landon had let go of her hand, so she hastened to keep up with the woman even though her full diaper forced her into a waddle. At least moving through the crowds of people as quickly as she was meant the smell didn’t get a chance to accumulate, she certainly wasn’t going to look behind her to check if anyone noticed anything strange. Thankfully, the public bathroom that Alicia had directed Landon too wasn’t far away. Landon held the door of the disabled toilet open, and Livy ducked inside, Landon closed and locked the door behind her. Livy thought that Landon would definitely say something now, maybe put an arm around her and pull her into a cuddle. Instead, Landon remained silent. She pointed to the changing table and Livy hopped up, gingerly lowering herself down and pulling her dress up to reveal the underwear underneath. “That was…” Landon started to say as she pulled the spare diaper she had put in her handbag out. She trailed off without finishing. Livy didn’t think she needed to finish. Her face showed exactly what she was thinking. She was embarrassed that Livy had committed such an act of babyhood in such an up-market place. It seemed to Livy as if Landon was deeply regretting this day out. Aside from the embarrassment, she seemed not a little cross. “It wasn’t on purpose.” Livy said quietly as the messy diaper was lowered between her legs. “Wasn’t it?” Landon asked. It seemed to be a genuine question, as if she honestly believed Livy might mess herself in public on purpose. “No!” Livy said a little more forcefully. The tears which had seemed constantly on the verge of spilling came back and only rapid blinking forced them to retreat. Landon said nothing else. Livy stared up at the ceiling as baby wipes cleaned the mess from her skin, as the wrecked diaper was balled up and taped closed, and as a new diaper was taped on to her waist. As the door to the bathroom was unlocked and Landon led the way outside Livy felt terrible about what she had done. She had set off to prove to Landon she wasn’t pathetic, and that she could be just as much of an adult as her more mature partner… and, so far, she had fallen flat on her face. --- If you have enjoyed this start and want to see the second update RIGHT AWAY, you can do so at either of the following links: https://reamstories.com/page/lpjgftb4y2/story/mlsyc4p9f42661/chapter/mn7i0lkq900a985 https://subscribestar.adult/posts/2409266 Money is a little tight right now. All subscribers are always very appreciated, but new subscribers now would be more appreciated than ever!