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Amazing! My highest honor

Thanks so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it And thank you for the comments throughout

That's so fun! And honestly Lolita clothes work so well with this type of play. Glad to hear you enjoyed it :)

"Oh, I sincerely doubt that.” Mr. Sawyer replied. His hand lingered on the diaper and even slipped forwards over Anna’s crotch, “Maybe one day, when you’re properly housebroken, I’ll take you home and adopt you. Show you how a real man treats their girls.” There is something so mentally impactful about being straight told you are going to be 'housebroken." 🫢Mr. Sawyer's attitude is intimidating even through the page. Enjoying this very much so far. Thank you for sharing

These silly little sissy babies thinking they could EVER win a game against real adults Fun story. And a true one you say?

(I wasn't going to do another section to this, but I felt I show her new life. This feels in line with other Diaper Dimension stories, where the Littles always end up like this. Anyway, hope you enjoy! )

Little Kaykay sat on a carpet with her legs spread out and a pile of stuffed animals between them. Her new Mommy and Daddy, who she loved for agreeing to adopt and take care of her a few weeks before, sat on the couch behind her watching a tv and were talking together. They had turned the tv to some boring adult show, and their discussion sounded complicated, so Little Kaykay paid it no mind and focused on her far more interesting stuffies. Right now, the doll she had decided was a princess was being captured by the evil big bear, and the smaller bear was a brave knight trying to save her. She loved a good damsel in distress story, with the brave night coming to save the princess. She needed something to be the castle. She looked toys in front of her, but each of them had their role designated. She felt like crying for a second, but remembered that she had more toys in her toy box. This was a problem, but one easily solved, even by a Little. She rolled to her side, then got on all fours and crawled across the carpet. She heard giggling behind her. Her mommy was watching her crawl, and reached over to pat her bottom, bringing a crinkle from her diaper. "Good Little, such a cute Little," she said. Little Kaykay beamed with pride. She loved knowing what a good Little she was, and tried hard to behave. Even better, each diaper pat made her flush warm inside. She remembered back during her training, when she had been taught that an Amazon patting their diapered behind was a good thing. It was checking them to make sure they were clean, congratulating them for good behavior, reminding them of what they were wearing and what it meant about their status. As a Little, she was always grateful the Amazons were so kind and generous to take care of her and happy she was good enough to deserve it, and her diapers were perhaps the truest sign of it. She finished crawling to the toy box, a large (to a Little like her) wooded container painted with a princess theme. She reached in a took some things out. A few costumes, a hat, more stuffed animals, and finally, an empty plastic box. She examined the box. It had initially been a container for a jack in the box, but that had scared her. Her smart Amazon Mommy and Daddy had removed the jack and left the box, which was now one of her favorite toys. She crawled back to the other stuffies and sat down with a squish. Squish? She looked up and braced herself. She recognized the feeling, and it normally meant one thing. She crinkled her nose. Yep, there it was. The awful smell of yet another Little in another panted Little messy diaper. The biggest, and most unpleasant, sign of why she was a Little, why she needed a Mommy and Daddy, and of course, why she was in diapers. She squirmed. It was always itchy to sit in. Still, she had done her part, and the rest was up to her Mommy and Daddy. She instead turned her attention back to her toys, and put the doll inside her box, which now served as a castle she was imprisoned in, to be saved by the knight bear. She heard snaps opening behind her. She looked behind herself to see her Daddy leaning over and opening the back of her onesie.. Thank the Amazons, she'd be out of the icky diaper soon. He pull open the waste band and looked inside, then patted her again. "Yep, that's another messy diaper sweetie. We'll change you in a minute, ok? We just want to see this first." He pointed at the screen. Little Kaykay looked to where he was pointing. She almost gasped. There was a Little on the screen. That was rare enough, except for diaper commercials, but what was even rarer was that she was dressed up like an Amazon. No diaper, no onesie, not even a pacifier, just grown up clothes. "Mommy, why is dat Widdle dwessed so stwangely? Whys her Mommy and Daddy dwess he wike dat?" she asked. "She didn't have a Mommy and Daddy sweetie, she was on her own." Little Kaykay gasped. "Oh no! Is she ok?" Her Mommy laughed and patted her head. "Its ok sweetie. She was just a bit confused, and thought she was a professor. She was from another world where mean people let her think that. Its all better now, they taught her better." "Oh," Little Kaykay said. She turned back to watching the strange Little in her strange grown up clothes. She seemed to be giving a lecture to other littles, and talking about books she had written. She really did seem to think she was a professor of some kind. Little Kaykay laughed. What a strange idea, a Little as a professor! The Littles in that strange place must have really wild imaginations to play pretend that much. She looked closer. The strange Little seemed a bit familiar, though she couldn't place how. She could have sworn she'd seen the face somewhere, even heard the things she was saying. The scene changed, and Little Kaykay let out a sigh of relief. It was the same Little, but now obviously much better taken care of. She was properly diapered, and had even learned to fill her diaper like a good Little from the looks of it, and was sitting in a fun baby bouncer. Much more Little appropriate. She gave a speech about how important diapers were and how much she needed to be taken care of, and though some of the words went over Little Kaykay's head, she found herself nodding in agreement. She was glad some kind giant taught the silly little the truth. It switched to scenes of her playing with toys, now always properly dressed, and Little Kaykay smiled. Still, what a fun game! She wondered if she could play it. She rolled over again, leaving the doll and her captor behind in the castle. She crawled to the play pen, and ruffled through the costumes. Princess, teddy bear, carton characters... she through them aside until finally, she found one that looked almost like an Amazon's dress shirt but smaller, like the one the little wore on screen. She put it on over her onesie. There was a mirror hanging on the wall in the dining room, which wasn't so far that her Mommy and Daddy would get scared if she went there. The dining room, a large, gold painted room with a massive wooden table for the Amazons and a high chair for her, was on the other side of a wide, open double door. She crawled across the carpet and into it, then looked at the mirror. She looked at her reflection and laughed. The fancy-ish dress shirt over her pink onesie, diaper, pigtails, and pacifier hanging on a cord was one of the silliest things she'd seen. She looked back into the TV room. "Wook Mommy and Daddy, I'm a pwoffessor, wike da widdle on scween! I'm doctor Widdle Kaykay! Science science science science!" She said with a big smile. Mommy and Daddy both burst out laughing, which she knew meant it was a good joke. Daddy got up and walked toward her. "Of course you are silly! But right now you are just the professor of stinky diapers! Let's get you changed!" He reached down and picked her up over his shoulder and padded her messy bottom. "What a silly Little. Such a silly game to play." he added as he walked. She giggled and let herself be carried for her diaper change. It really was just a silly game to play. A Little pretending to be a professor might have been the most silly game she had come up with. Cuddling, watching cartoons, playing with toys- THAT was the better life for Littles.

"You could barely even call that a trial. I wasn't allowed to speak for most of it, and they set it up so I was guaranteed to fail. Is that kangaroo court what passes for justice here in the giant's world?" The man in the lab coat smirked. "Oh, coming after our laws and institutions now? Because yours are so perfect?" WHACK! He smacked her again with the paddle. "EEEEP! Well no but..." "Well no but what? Have you Littles done so well you can mock our systems as a "kangaroo court? What a childish expression anyway. Do we bounce around for you?" "I mean, we've done better then..." WHACK! "Really? We know you're writing, you know." She snapped up. "What?" "This yours?" He held up a book. "Collected Articles and Essays of Dr. McKay, PHD." "I... Where did you get that?" He shrugged. "We have our ways. We are the Amazons, you are Littles, accept that we will find out whatever you do." "I ... so you see I am an academic. I'm not lying. He laughed. "Yes, we see. Its cute. Almost good ..." She picked up hopefully. He smirked. "for a Little. It might pass for high school here. " She gulped. That couldn't be true, could it? But he had found her work without her knowing how, and read it... were they also that much smarter? "But lets see what it says. It seems your court system itself is HIGHLY biased and unfair. History of bigotry, colonialism, different groups being sentenced more then others... is this the best Littles can do if left to their own? I don't see any validity in you criticizing us. " "Mankind's curse is that we are born free, and must make our own chains. Some find comfort in them, others find power, but the chains always exist. You were used to benefiting from being on one side, you can't complain now because you are on the other for once." "What?" "Sorry, I'm guessing Little philosophy has not gone far enough, so let me simplify for your Little Brain. Based on this, your claimed success would largely be tied to you being born into a powerful group. How is that any different then giant's domination here?" "That's just... focusing on the negative." "Mhmm," he smiled. "So is it that the Little world is an incompetent, unfair disaster and you only succeeded because of being the 'right' group, or is it that your entire academic career is a lie? In either case, why is that an argument against your treatment here?" "Let me find the pattern, it was the stores fault you robbed it, the clerks fault you hit her, the help desks fault for not telling you it cost money, the money's fault it wasn't real, the diaper's fault it ended up on you and full, and now the courts fault you lost after getting the chance you asked for? Do you see the pattern yourself?" She stared at him. "Well yeah but..." She saw it the way he described: her wandering around, incapable, incompetent, and blaming others for her mistakes, never accepting responsibility. It WAS like a toddler if you put it that way. However, she knew it was all twisted, all from his perspective, not hers. "But what? Who are you going to blame now? Who? Prove to us how "Little" you are and insist its someone else's fault." He gave her bottom a softer smack with the paddle, threatening more She shook her head. "No one." He nodded. "Good Little. You got that one part right." She cringed, and hated that she enjoyed the small bit of praise. "And how are we not meant to take this as representative of your "Little" world if you were the one they sent to represent them?" She shook her head. "You can't." "Good Little. So you see, from our perspective, you are just another incompetent, immature Little, and you must be representative of your world." Tears ran down her cheeks, of a very different kind. "I realize that, but... but..." "'But' again? Your "butts" are for spanking and diapers, not adult discussion." He chuckled. "But what?" "But there are others! I came with a team! Smart people, STRONG people! Academics, diplomats, sports men..." "We know." "Then you know there are other people with other abilities! People who can help me, and show you how..." Without letting her finish, he pointed a remote at the screens at hit a button. "You mean them?" Her mouth hung open. It was all of them, or at least most. Bruce, the physically powerful weight lifter and football player, was in a tutu practicing ballet. Jesse, the socialite, was dressed like a skunk, with a black and white tailed and eared onesie with "Stinky" written across it. She squirmed as a giant bounced her, and her clearly overfull diaper, up and down on her knee. Bill, the other professor, was bent over a desk and getting spanked in a mock classroom full of other littles, with nonsense equations like the one the man in the lap coat fed her written across the board. Carey, the prissy young adult, was tied up, with her head... Dr. McKay gagged at the sight. With her head pressed into a full dirty diaper bucket. She kicked her legs and shouted as a giant pushed her head deeper into the dirty diapers and forced her to smell them. There were more and more. All of them were diapered and in one of multiple variations of humiliating "training." "No..." The man in the coat nodded. "We found these helpless little runts wandering around out city, separated, scared, lost, without their supposed "leader." Guess that is what happens when you let a Little "lead." We heard them all brag about how great they were, how strong, smart, social, and, well..." He pointed at the screen. "We thought it would help for you to see them. We don't know if its all of them, most are tight lipped about the others in their group, which I suppose is noble. however, I think we got enough of your party to make the point. Suffice to say we were less then impressed by the best your world has to happen." "They are all progressing faster then you, by the way. They are all learning their place, and accepting this is for their own good. You are the last hold out, and keeping this level of treatment" he indicated the various punishments, "going on." "So no, no great hero is coming to your help. None of your oh so capable friends are going to prove how smart your Little world is. They are all just learning to be Good Littles, like you. And, as long as you keep fighting, they will keep getting treated like that by us, rather then moving in with the loving families where most now realize they belong." He walked behind her with the paddle. WHACK! She yelped. "This is your fault!" He said WHACK! "You." WHACK!" "are making" WHACK!" "this happen!" WHACK! "Your "friends"" WHACK! She screamed at the fourth. "Are suffering for your dumb, stubborn Little brain, refusing to accept reality even as you hang in your own dripping diaper." WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "And its pathetic and enraging that you don't see it." Dr. McKay was again dripping with tears, legs kicking pointlessly at the pain. It really was helpless. There she was, suspended, locked, and unable to do anything at all as this giant spanked her at will. They could abuse her, humiliate her, do anything they wanted, and she just had to take it. Worse, they had her friends in the same spot. Dr. McKay hung her head. That was one great hope gone. The city itself, the trail, her explaining herself to the 'lessons,' help from the others, all failed. There was the "resistance" groups she heard about, but if that was what happened if they failed... She looked at her friends being humiliated and abused. It was horrible to see. Could she really have been that wrong? About herself, about this world? About all her friends? Had she been wrong about everything she thought she knew? It seemed insane, but most of what the giants said made sense a way, and perhaps she just couldn't understand the rest. Perhaps none of them could. They were Littles, after all, and all the other Littles in her group were learning their lessons faster. Maybe she was just behind and slow to learn, even for a Little. She lifted her head and looked at the giant. He really did know much better then her, she should probably listen to him. She nodded. He smiled at her approvingly, and she felt herself flush. "Ready to co-operate Little Kaykay?" "Yes sir." He smiled. "Glad to see you stopped arguing over "doctor" nonsense." He hefted the paddle. "Now what do you say after a lesson?" "Thank you for the spanking sir, I learned a lot." "Good Little." Despite herself, she flushed with pride at the praise. It was so rare in this world for a Little to be seen as doing something right, it felt good to hear. "Now, does little KayKay want more spankings and bouncer time in her stinky diaper, or do do you want to do the cognitive test we said and get a diaper change?" "I want to do the cognitive test and get my diaper changed, sir." She said. "Good Little. First, a new question. What has four legs in the morning, two in the afternoon, and three at night?" She was surprised by the change. "Ummm.. man?" He scoffed. "No, what? That's a ridiculous answer. The correct answer is a ploypodiatrist. This profession doesn't exist in your world yet." She was shocked by that. Another thing she didn't understand. "Yes sir." "Good Little. What's two plus two?" She blushed at the answer she was supposed to give, then thought better. If a giant said it was right, maybe it was, and she just couldn't understand it. "Seven." Obviously. "What shape is this?" the screen showed a four sided object. "A circle." They ran through the list of questions and the required answers. All of them seemed confusing before, but so obviously true now. "Now, what was it we wanted you to say? Its on the screen if you need." She looked at the camera. The words they had wanted from her were up. Her eyes teared up again. Part of her found the words humiliating and horribly wrong. Another part told her that was silly, and this would get an end to her spankings, to her time in messy diapers, and to the abuse of her friends. She wiped the tears away and looked at the words. Why had it taken her so long to learn to say them? "Hi! I'm Little Kaykay. I used to think I was a professor named Dr. McKay who could take care of myself. I tried to get a job, and even thought I could be a diplomat! How wrong I was. Since then I've learned the truth. Like all Littles, in my world and this one, I need diapers, belong in nurseries, and need someone to take care of me. I LOVE my diapers, and I love filling them and getting my stinky butt changed by kind, responsible giants. I also love my baby toys, my crib, my buh buhs, my paci, my cartoons, and being taken care of. It is SO much more fun to crawl around and play with toys then taking on nasty grown up jobs, and I've learned that, like all Littles, I'm too dumb and helpless for those jobs anway. The world without this is scary, and I could never find my way around in it. Giants are all WAY smarter and more responsible then Littles, and it is their responsibility to take care of us and spank us if we argue. Please, someone out there adopt me, so I can stay in my pampers and nurseries forever. Please, any Little watching this, know this is where you belong. Please, to any giants watching this, know this is what we need, and any Littles arguing just need to be spanked and taught the truth. All us Littles belong in diapers, in my world and yours. Thank you!" "GOOD LITTLE!" the giant praised, and she flushed with pride again. "One more question. What is your name?" "Its Doc..." He raised an eyebrow. "Li...lit..tle Kaykay." Dr. McKay said. She had never felt more defeated. She shouldn't have come. She should have listened to Johann. She should have listened to the rumors. She should have done everything differently. But she didn't. She ignored them, came, and made dumb, childish mistake after dumb, childish mistake. Maybe the giants were right about her. "Again. What's your name? Is it the brilliant "Dr" McKay, or the stinky Little Kaykay the baby who needs her diaper changed? It can't be both." She shook her head. They couldn't be right, could they? "My name is widdle... no... doctor... no." Dr. McKay hung her head. It was horrifying to hear her say it. However, after a month of punishment and humiliation, and everything she thought she knew torn apart, she wasn't sure why anymore. Really, she told herself, it was the part of her refusing to accept it that caused the pain. It was that part she needed to get rid of. And, after all, the giants had been right about so much else. "Li...little Kaykay." "GOOD LITTLE! You are learning so well." Dr. McKay thought about what he said. Was it really true. She looked up. "Wait! Wha... what about the address?" There was one hope. If she could get in front of their parliment, make a speech that showed them a different side... maybe it could work. "Oh that?" he waved it off. "Its done. You already made it." "What?" He laughed. "You missed it, didn't you? It will be shown on parliament, then across our world, and maybe your old world too! We were just waiting for the last part. Let me show you." He hit a button on a remote. The screen changed. It showed her, or more, Dr. McKay as she used to be. "This is so called Doctor McKay, the delegate selected by the Little World. In their view, she is the smartest and best among them. " It showed a list of her published works, degrees and other silly Little "accomplishments." "She was chosen by that world to represent themselves. This is what we saw." Her true self began to emerge. Her petty crimes, her arguing and spanking, her court trial in diapers, her training, and her cognitive test. She was shown playing with toys, wetting and messing herself, and asking for diaper changes." "This is what she has to say after seeing the truth and the brilliance of the giant world." It showed her in the bouncer, only moments ago. Her cute infantile outfit, pigtails, and overflowing diaper were all on display. She smiled at the camera. "I'm Little Kaykay. I used to think I was a professor named..." She went on with her speech. As she spoke, the screen flashed to more images of Little Kaykay as she truly was, in diapers, acting and being treated as a baby. Her part ended with her more recent begging for a diaper change, spoken with her using her appropriate name. It went on to explain that this was the reality of Littles, even in their own world. Some simply needed to be shown it. "What? You are going to show that to your parliment? To your world!?" He nodded. "Yes, Little Kaykay. You've done very well. We think this will have a fantastic effect on any silly resistance groups left, and possibly even of the... future agreements between your world and outs. Your world was once presented as proof Littles could do more then we let them, your words will certainly help convince our parliment of the truth." "I... I..." He shook his head. "Don't worry about it, stinky pants. This is all WAY above your pretty little head. It was too much to demand a Little like you to do any better. No one can expect any more from you. Its just because they were mean and tricked you into thinking you were a doctor that you think otherwise. THAT was the part that wasn't your fault." "So, again, what is your name?" Dr. McKay lowered her head. So that was it? That was her address? She was going to present her entire world, all the Littles, as being incompetent babies? She couldn't imagine the effect it would have. But... wasn't that what she had seen anyway? He was right about their history, and her own performance, and her friends, and she had said all the things he wanted. All her dumb mistakes and confusion was normal for how he said Littles were, but no doctor would make them. If she had been a doctor, she could never forgive herself, never stand the humiliation. Meanwhile, all the pain she and her freinds felt was all because she stubbornly refused to accept the truth, and this would undoubtable make it... Make it what? That was her trying to think ahead, which she realized she really couldn't do as a Little. Of course she "couldn't imagine the effect it would have." Worrying like that was for the Amazons. All Littles had to worry about was which cartoon to watch and which diapie pattern to ask for next. That was much more fun. Little Kaykay lifted her head and smiled. "My name is widdle KayKay sir, and widdle Kaykay is a widdle baby who needs her diapie changed! "Good Little!" She beamed at the praise. Finally something real to be proud off, unlike those silly fake 'degrees' and 'accomplishments.' "Tank oo sir. Wittle Kaykay is glad she could do well for you." "So want a diaper change? How does stinky Little Kaykay ask?" "Yes sir" she thought to remember the line. She made a pouting and whining face. "Sir, Wittle KayKay's diapie is tinky and gwoss! She had an accident! Please change Wittle Kaykay's diapie!" "Good Little!" He hit a button, and the bouncer lowered. Little KayKay stood patiently as he removed the bouncer from her. "Tsk tsk, such a stinky Little! Such a potty pants! To think, you used to think you didn't need diapers. Now look at you- its practically overflowing." He playfully smacked the back of her diaper. "EWW! Wittle Kaykay is SUCH a potty pants! Little Kaykay was siwwy to tink she didn't need diapers!" "Good Little for admitting. Now lets get you changed, stink butt." He hit a button, and as if by magic, the bouncer lowered her down. Little Kaykay laughed at her earlier thought that she should have listened to Johann. He was a little too, no one listened to them, and it would have stopped her from realizing the truth, that this was better, that she WAS Little Kaykay, not Dr. McKay. He laid her down with a squelch, and she made a face. "Yukie diapie," she said. "Mhmm, that's why a giant has to change you. Now can you be a quiet Little while I change your 'yukie diaper'?" "Mhmm," she smiled. Little Kaykay grabbed her pacifier in her mouth. She lay back and waited for her next diaper, and the thousands she'd wear after that. If a giant said it was for the best, they must be right. After all, who was she, a Little, to say otherwise?

thanks Should be up this upcoming week. Was hoping today but some stuff got in the way. I want to edit the last section a bit more

thanks so much! I love your comments more will be up soon

Honestly, yes. Unless it was an obvious joke I'd feel like that would be exposing my kink in public. I tend to be very private with this stuff

I'd think that too. Even irl living full on AB lifestyle would, for me at least, get boring quick. I think it seem fun, but then the realization of "oh, I'm going to be 90 years old and this is all I've done" would get to me. So fair point lol LOL thanks. I guess its sort of a compliment for us "Little Humans", in a way

Yes. I imagine that would be most people's reactions to hearing stories about this place. Of course this community would be flocking there and bratting at the first giants they see until someone pampers them. But I don't think Doctor McKay/Little Kaykay thinks that way

Well glad you think so! And I wonder if she was, or if there was a way she could have avoided diapers. Guess we'll never know!

To be honest they look more like white briefs then a diaper. Either way, if he was on Epstein Island, he is someone our community can do without