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So that's a week and a day, and we have a tie-breaker vote.  Alternative 2 won, so I guess it's time for me to start writing again.

No, Since my diapers are very thick, I do not feel the pats. To me, she is just trying to get feelies on the rubber panties over my diapers

Yes , I love watch the new local team we just got and I have watch hockey now over 25 years Go Flames 🔥 

Yay finally Rosie can come out and shine. She's going to be so popular with the girls. 

Chapter 33: The Board Elysium – LittleFallenPrincess -------------------------------       “Noa… Sorry, Rosie?” I must have drifted off a bit there, as when I opened my eyes I saw Ceres sitting next to me once again, smiling over at me. “Oh… hey… how… how’d it go?” I asked, wiping the sleep from my eyes. Ceres took a deep breath. “Some people would like to meet with you.” “Is it the board?” “It’s Jess and Sophia, they want to see you,” she replied. “Oh… yeah, sure… that’s okay. But how did things with the board go?” “Later, sweetie.” “Okay. Back to being Noah I guess…” I said under my breath, sighing a little. I heard a cough from the doorway… and in walked Nanny Juno, Jess and Sophia’s Nanny, who grabbed some nearby chairs and positioned them at the foot of my bed, with them all facing toward me. Then I heard the distinct clacking of heels on the polished tiled floor as two women wearing very smart black suits walked in, sitting down in the chairs, along with Nanny Juno. And as I looked past their intimidating business-like appearance… I recognised the same faces I had seen in the playroom for the past year. “Jess? Sophia?” Sophia took a deep breath. “Noa… I mean Rosie… It’s nice to finally meet you,” she said, sounding a lot more formal than how I remember her sounding when we played with toys in the playroom, or coloured in drawings, or played silly baby games together. “Huh? I’m confused, why are you dressed up all smart… all… adulty?” I replied, looking between all three women, trying to work out what was going on. “We, Rosie… We are the board.” “Wait… you’re the…. Haha…” their faces looked more serious than I had ever seen them. They didn’t even flinch. “Wait… you’re not kidding, are you?” “Sorry, Rosie… we’re not kidding. Juno, Jess and I are the three members that occupy ‘the board’.” “Huh? But you…” “Are part of your year group? Yes. That… is a bit more complicated to explain. Now… normally we wouldn’t tell any of you any of this, at least not until you all graduate. But you, my dear Rosie… have sort of thrown a spanner in the works. And a chainsaw. And an angle grinder. And the whole tool shed.” “I… I’m sorry. I…” “No, we’re sorry. You, nor Ceres are to blame here. Don’t worry, no one is getting kicked out, no one is in trouble. We are purely here to make things right.” “I… I’m sorry, this is all very confusing.” Jess spoke up finally. “I’m not Jess. She’s not Sophia. And Juno… well you already know that Ceres’ actual name isn’t Ceres… so obviously you figured out Juno isn’t our Nanny’s real name either.” “So who are you all?” I asked. “We… are survivors,” Jess replied. You could hear the pain in her voice when she said that. “Huh?” “Let me tell you the history of Elysium, and maybe you’ll understand things a bit better. My real name is Judy. Years ago, I too was taken and regressed, though this was by a much shadier organisation that took people, regressed them with all sorts of brutal surgeries and hypnosis, and sold them as adult babies to rather wealthy clients. It was a horrible organisation and run by the worst woman imaginable. My girlfriend Sophia… or as she’s actually called, Sarah… was also taken. We were put together in our intake, and Sarah was planned to be sold off to the highest bidder.” “That’s horrible! But… What about you?” “I was already taken. By the Headmistress. The woman who designed and ran the institute. She used their advanced tech to brainwash me into being her loyal little adult baby. And then planted me in her ‘school’ to help Sarah accept and adapt to her new life.” “So… like I was supposed to do with Ollie? Wait… is that why you two were in our year? You two were plants, trying to get us to accept the treatment?” “Partially… yes. Our time in that shady facility, being humiliated and babied, made us appreciate things more when we got out. It made us better people, made us able to handle our emotions better. And it did the same with the other captives that got rescued, especially those who were not exactly living the best lives before they got taken. So when we were freed, and we got our hands on the files and the documents the Headmistress had kept regarding her institute, and even some of the tech… we figured we could use all that and set up this organisation, Elysium. We intended to set up a place to take in those who can be made better, those who can be saved before they are too far gone and end up in prison… or worse. We run full psychological profiles on all our acquisitions and we ensure we do our best to make them better people. But… we also found that despite being rescued, having the Headmistress’ organisation shut down, and having a lot of the programming reversed… we actually missed that life.” “So you rejoined, pretending to be one of us… because you enjoy being babied?” I asked, trying to wrap my head around all this. “Juno here was our Nanny back at that old facility, her real name is Alice. She’s our protector. She’s the reason we managed to take so many secrets from that place to integrate into our own here… including the financial assets we… ‘took’… from the Headmistress. And… she’s also our Mummy. So she plays our ‘Nanny’ every time we rotate around and start afresh in the first year. We were in the very first year here, but obviously we’d have to rotate into the first year so that none of the existing students would recognise us. It allows us to be… ourselves… all whilst getting hands on experience of how things are doing in Elysium. And yes… we can encourage behaviours like I used to do with Sarah in the old facility.” “Okay… a lot of this is starting to make a weird amount of sense. If you ignore how fucked up it all is.” “OhI agree, it’s all manners of fucked up,” Jess/Judy said, laughing, “but our treatment works. The results show it does. People come out better after regressing here.” “Oh I have no doubt about that. I know what everyone in my year is in here for… and they seem so much happier after even a year in here.” “But you…” Sophia/Sarah interrupted, taking over their side of the conversation, raising her eyebrow at me. “I… umm…” “Rosie… we fucked up with you.” This shocked me. They were admitting to fucking up… which is rare for organisations… but also admitting to something I genuinely didn’t feel like they did. “How?” I replied. “I lied about who I am. Of course you’re not going to get it right with me. I’m an unknown variable forcibly inserted into a complex equation.” “You’re too fucking nice, you know that?” Sarah laughed. “We’ve been trying to read you all last year and you just… you’re always so… kind, but we just couldn’t figure out how to help you. Joy couldn’t. Ceres couldn’t. You weren’t a normal intake to begin with, there wasn’t really any bad behaviour to fix, you just needed love… and a shit ton of therapy. But now… knowing that you’re transgender… it all makes sense as to why all our attempts failed.” “I… sorry for lying. I understand if you want to just wipe my memory and let me go…” Jess/Judy interrupted me. “Why would we do that? We have a one hundred percent success rate with two graduate years. We are not failing now. And we are especially not failing you of all people.” “Umm… but I’m a problem. Like you and others have said… I shouldn’t be here… I know too much…” “Sweetie, from the night we met, I knew Ceres was right to bring you here, and don’t think I forgot the promise I made you that night,” Sarah replied. “Night we met?” “Do you not remember ‘Miss Fraus’?” “Wait… that was you?” “I’m good at putting on an act…” she said, giggling. “We just needed to figure out how we were going to help you. And obviously we didn’t know the real reason why nothing was working. But now we do. Do you really think we are just going to give up considering we now know how to help you?” “You… know how?” I asked, hesitantly. “Sweetie. You grew up as the wrong gender. Even if you didn’t realise you were trans at the time. Then we shoved you in the boys nurseries, socialised you with the boys… and treated you as a boy. The same process you went through with your actual childhood. When all along, we should have been treating you like the girl you are, the girl you should have been.”   “Wait… so… what does that mean?” I asked, nervously. “We start over,” Sarah replied. “Wait… what? Start over? With me?” “With everyone. Everyone in your/our year anyway. After what Jack and the other two boys did to you… clearly they need to start again too.” “That’s not fair on the others though…” “Sweetie, we wouldn’t force you all to go through another year of this. We’ll just condense two years of the program into the… what… 10 months we’ve got left until next September? So five months of back to being first years, then you can come back to being second years for the remaining five months.” “Think we could manage that?” Judy asked Sarah. “What about the current first years? Surely they’re occupying the basement?” I asked. “H-She’s got a point… Right… I think I’ve got an idea. We’ll just return the schedule for you all back to what you had as first years. Same with outfits. Same with restrictions. But we’ll still have you socialise with the third years. I think it’d be a good reminder for the boys of what will happen if you act up, and it’ll be good for your year to socialise with ‘bigger kids’.” “I trust you, Judy. You’re the one who worked so hard on working everything out. Isn’t my girlfriend just so clever and brilliant?” Sarah said, turning to me to ask the question. Judy just blushed and focused on the tablet she had pulled out. “You two were always adorable. But knowing you went through a place much worse than this and still ended up together… I hope I find that,” I replied “We think you will, N- Rosie,” Sarah said, smiling at me.  I wasn’t expecting miracles with regards to name changes and pronouns. Honestly just them doing something… anything for me meant the world. I was okay with the occasional slip up. It was Jack and the boys that I was worried about most… and Ollie. But so far, being referred to with female pronouns and as Rosie… it all felt… right? It all just felt like it was confirming my decision. The thing I had put off for so long, that I had pushed to the back of my mind… the thing I had been so scared about all my adulthood… and here they were… treating me just like one of the girls. And I hadn’t even been moved to the girls’ dorm yet! “So we go back to being first years but stay in our current nurseries?” I asked. “Yes. But nappies will be thicker, nursing will continue instead of stopping. Walking will have to wait until mid way through next year, sadly. And outfits will return to being more infantile, rather than the weird babyish toddler ones they are now.” “Wait… our outfits changed? And did you say nappies are thicker? I didn’t even notice they got thinner in the second year.” “Oh yes, Rosie. You also got more say in what you wanted to wear. Most of you didn’t notice the subtle changes over the past couple of months.” “What did you say about getting to wear what we want?” I said, turning to Ceres… who looked really guilty right now. “Look… you looked adorable…” she mumbled, awkwardly. “Ceres?” Sarah sighed. “Did you not tell them they could have some input for their wardrobe?” “He… She looked too cute! Gotta say… I am so glad we’re going back to first year rules again. I am SO looking forward to dressing little Rosie up now… girls are always more fun to dress up!” Judy and Sarah giggled in unison… which was adorable. “What about everyone else though?” I asked, feeling guilty that I was forcing this on them. Or at least it felt like I was. “Surely they won’t be happy to go back to the first year rules again?”  “You’d be surprised…” Judy replied. “The girls will adapt. They don’t care. Plus when they find out about Rosie… they’ll love you. The real you.” “Oh… yeah… that means I’d have to come out to them all…” “And we can delay that until you’re ready, if you want, sweetie…” “No… I should do it… like you said, the program wasn’t working for a reason. I’m here to get better. I was the only one given a choice whether to stay here or not. I chose to stay. So if it means I have to come out and accept that I’m trans… so be it. I… just… may need a bit of time to get used to it. And… maybe keep Jack away from me. He doesn’t seem to like queer people…” “Jack and the boys won’t be bothering you ever again…” “WHAT? DID YOU KILL THEM?” I yelled, a little bit too loudly. “Rosie… of course not!” “But we did kinda… mess with their brains a bit…” Judy giggled. “That isn’t much better…” I replied, with a very straight, very serious face. “Look…” Sarah said, taking over again. “We swore when we started this place that we wouldn’t abuse what tech we did manage to get from the old facility. And I still believe we haven’t. We haven’t altered their personalities. We haven’t turned them into drooling babies or anything.” “Like New Years?” “That… was a warning. A warning they ignored eventually. This… this is punishment for assaulting you. Rosie… they nearly killed you. We spent weeks wondering what to do whilst he lay in solitary, along with Frankie and Harry. We could’ve wiped their brains, like you said we could do to you, we could’ve handed them to the police… but that wouldn’t have made them better people. It would have put the burden of dealing with them on someone else. So… provided you’re okay with them returning to your year… they will be…” “Neutered?” Judy interrupted, sounding almost cheerful. “Yes dear… ‘neutered’…” Sarah sighed. “What does that mean?” I asked, sounding a bit concerned. “We just installed a little trigger in their brains… if they raise a finger against anyone… if they raise their voice… if they say anything threatening or vile or bigoted…” “THEY SHIT THEMSELVES AND START BABBLING FOR AN HOUR, LOSING ALL BALANCE AND COORDINATION TOO!” Judy replied, giggling maniacally. Okay… that sounded not as bad as I thought it’d be. “But otherwise they can just be themselves… right?” I asked. “I wouldn’t want to change their core personality. I am NOT okay with overwriting people’s brains… You are here to make better people, not replace them entirely with fake personas.” Honestly… it was a weird gray area, this whole trigger thing… but if it meant they’d learn to stop being shitty people… I guess it’s more akin to smacking them on the nose with a rolled up newspaper every time they act out. But way funnier for us. Plus I don’t think violence or locking them up or anything would work on them. Humiliation though… “They will be themselves besides the trigger, don’t worry Rosie,” Sarah answered. “They’ll even be themselves when they trigger the hypnosis and they have no coordination, they’ll just be unable to do anything about it.” “I definitely would be safer… and they’ll have it removed eventually, I hope?” “Of course. Provided they behave well, we’ll do a review when we move up to second year again in five months time, and if needed, push it to the third year. I can’t see us needing it past then. But it will be removed, I promise you that. We aren’t like the old place. We are here to help people.” “Wait… ‘we’ move up? So you’re still sticking with us in our year?” “Provided you can keep our secret identities a secret… Yes, we’d like to stay with your year. I really like this set of friends we’ve made. And you, now. You’ll be able to join us over on the girls side!” “So… I’ll get a girls nursery? Wait… so what does this whole ‘being raised as a girl’ thing entail? You never said what will actually happen.” “DRESSES!” Judy replied, enthusiastically. “Yes, dresses. And a girls nursery. I hope you like pink…” Sarah smiled at me. This is the best opportunity… so I had to ask it… “Why is it all gendered so much?” “Truth be told… we never expected to deal with trans people here. The gendered things are because most of the people who go through here were brought up with extremely gendered backgrounds. Boys blue, girls pink. It’s crap, it’s all gendered bullshit… but something about it helps with the re-raising process. Because they link it back to their own childhood, which helps them adapt and accept their new, infantile life, because it’s familiar. For you it’ll be different though, as it’s giving you the experience of getting to grow up as the girl you should have been, the childhood you missed out on.” “I guess that makes sense. So I get to have pink dresses and stuff? What about Nannies though? If I’m in the girls and Ollie is in the boys… What happens with Ceres?” “I’ve been thinking about that…” Sarah trailed off, before returning to her point. “If we move Ollie and Rowan together… Ceres can take them…” “NO!” I burst out. “Huh?” “I’m not doing this unless I have Ceres. She brought me in. She’s helped me get through this.” “Then… how about we move a Nanny over…” Judy began talking to Sarah again. “Why can’t Ollie just move to the girls?” I asked. “I mean… because he’s a boy? Right. Okay. I’ve got an idea. We give Jack to Minerva.” “Think she can take the three thugs?” Sarah asked her girlfriend. “With them all ‘neutered’? Easily. She’s the toughest Nanny we have. Then we move Ollie in with Rowan, and Diana has them two. Then Ceres… you get to be Rosie’s exclusive Nanny, if you’re okay with that?” “Sounds perfect!” Ceres replied, her accent coming out a bit more as she said it, whilst ruffling my hair, causing me to blush. “You’ve got another week in the hospital, Rosie. We’ll start the new first year off on Monday. Gives us time to adjust everything and explain the situation. What do we do about you coming out?” Judy asked me. “I’ll… I’ll tell them. When they visit. Over the next week. Maybe you can tell Jack and the other boys once everyone else knows?” “Yeah, I doubt you want them visiting, even with their triggers.” “I think that’s it for now,” Sarah said, exhaling loudly. “Again, Rosie… you know more than any other person who has passed through here as an intake. We trust you with this information, and hope you will not share our true identities, nor the runnings of the operation, with anyone. Not even Ella. Not even Ollie. We can trust you, right?” “Look, as fucked up as kidnapping people and regressing them is… like you said, you have a good track record for fixing people who would’ve ended up in much worse situations had you not intervened. So I’m not going to tell anyone anything.” “Thank you.” “I do have one question though…” “Go for it…” “Who is the Headmistress then? If you’re the board…” “She’s… a very poor imitation of the woman who ran the previous institute,” Juno/Alice replied, finally speaking up. Judy and Sarah’s Nanny finally said something. Honestly… her complete silence made me forget she was even in the room with us. “The girls thought you all needed an ‘enemy’. And we couldn’t think of anyone worse than that woman. So she’s just some employee we dress up and drag up to the podium to do a speech now and again. Really she's just another employee. She has no real power or anything.” “Oh… well that’s disappointing and anticlimactic…” I giggled. “Right, we’ll leave you to rest,” Judy said, standing up with her girlfriend and her ‘Mummy’. “Ceres, when she’s ready for it, you can let her friends come visit her. I’m sure she has a lot to talk about. Oh and one last thing… Rosie?” “Yeah?” “When would you like to start on hormones?”             ====================================================== And here's the big reveal, finally! Oh my... a surprise sequel to a previously standalone story? Whodathunk it :3 I hope you enjoyed this reveal, I've been dying for you all to read it.   Also in regards to Ceres not being her Nanny anymore, it was a case of Rosie had gone through a lot, so she thought she was going to have to release her from the program and let her go, not that she was fired or either of them were in trouble or anything.       Don't forget I'm on Subscribestar! 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