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    • I completely get your point and it would have been easy for Jake to live happily ever after as a baby but I feel like he needs to face adult life again to fully understand what he really wants. I'm still in the early stages of this story and I don't want to spoil anything but I can reveal that Christina will reappear when Jake needs her! 
    • I haven't tried them yet either. Although I've really wanted too. They have a nice vintage pampers vibe to them.
    • They walked through the camp. The camp was full of women working various jobs. something she envied of them. It was impossible to give her most jobs except for one and she spent almost all of her time sleeping when she wasn't being taught or helped to the potty station. She  The potty station was just a bucket like the kind you would use to dig up sand from a sand pit. There we multiple lined up. Most of the girls were doing their buisness without much need for help.  Some girls who had been 5 or younger when they had ended up in this place were having their pull ups slid down by one of the 12s, the ones who had just been old enough to take the diaper changing courses when they had come to the play ground.  That was another thing sarah couldn't do. Go to classes. Anything she was taught would be taught to her by other girls. Which always felt pointless since she basically slept or ate all day. Since her naps had to be at least 15 minutes it was just easier if she just slept the whole day.  One fact about all the girls was that although they did not know it. Each and everyone of them was attractive without even a hint of fat which should be impossible considering that their diet consisted of soda and children's snacks. Sometimes they got chicken nuggets and macaroni when they did trade with the nerds.  The snack room was set at the very back of the village and girls were coming out carrying Pink sparkling backpacks full of snacks and clothing. Mostly pink pajamas, panties with hearts on them, training bras, sparkling shoes with velcro straps, cute hats, fuzzy socks, and onesies for the 4s and below.  There were guards carrying the same makeshift weapons that the 12s who would be escorting her to the special birthday room would were carrying, well the one who wasn't holding her hand.  They guarded walls that had once been a plastic facsimile of a jungle fort. The forts plastic walls covered the entire camp which was really just one big play ground. The entrances barricaded by a large sheet of plastic which had taken the girls years to make. It could be hold open using a pulley system of rope.  The rope was of course decades worth of jump rope.  At top of the fort patrolling were girls carrying slings shots and backpacks full of nuts and bolts. Taken from various toys that happend to have some. If they ran out of those they would use marbles.  All them had the slight puff to their pants that made it obvious they were wearing diapers. They did not get to use the potty buckets when they were on guard duty. A 12 would change them when they rotated out.    You also had girls changing out the potty buckets and throwing them away. Toys would be delivered weekly and they got hundreds of those buckets. Despite there being no sand pit. Then finally was the most hated job. The one everyone, even sarah had to do. If even one person failed to do the job the caretakers would come in force and take anyone who had failed to do it to heaven.  Each and every toy had to be played with. Girls needed to climb up the cubbies and slide down the slides. It was job that constantly reminded each girl that they might physically and even mentally to a degree be adults that here they were nothing more then little girls who had to play catch and dolls. They also weren't allowed to make the games more advanced. No complicated storylines for the dolls. No added rules to catch, only catch and throw. And most of all absolutely no competition.  The only type of play any of them looked forward too were the horsies. They had started appearing in the toy piles when some of the girls turned 18. They vibrated and ut felt really good and made them do big wet explosions in their underwear.  The only other notable things was a tarp that acted as the camps church. Though it was only used on Sundays.  Sarah stealed herself. They would be safe for the first 30 minutes of the journey. Then they would hit the lesbian lands.  The rainbow Forrest. 
    • @Sophie ♥ Will the story get an epilogue? 🤗
    • i like them both myself playtimes are soft and comfortable   
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