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Anyone interested in having a story contest to get us some new short stories, and reward the best writers? Have some fun prizes I could provide.

Post office self-checks? As an eBay seller who often needs the post office receipt (It triggers a departure scan, meaning if the package is lost, the post office had it last not me) I would kill for one of those, terrible or not.

Very interesting post. Thanks for sharing.

I have my shorts and sweatpants on right now

Just to make it clear I'm not into hypocrisy, my Molis are purple and the Tenas I wore previously were white, but both have thick noisy plastic backing because I want that There are more discreet cloth-like backed diapers which would work for me. but I don't want them so I can understand the pink My planned "excuse" for the plastic is that the others don't have the capacity I need and that could work for you as well I still feel that keeping quiet about wearing is the best approach- you can still go to HR when the car gets out of the bag- since there's not really anything to gain by speaking out before then. If someone has already noticed something and they've already spoken to others about that then the word is out there already; they're just keeping you out of that conversation to avoid problems or hurt feelings which is not a bad thing. Being more open can't improve on that. If nobody has spoken there again you can't improve on that. You need to know that your telling everyone is a purely selfish move which might not go as well as you think it will. While it will ;lessen your worries it also opens the door to the discussion becoming more widespread since there is no secret anymore and it will probably lead to you getting all those who know already asking you for more details and not always with your best interests at heart If that becomes a company-wide problem then they might find a reason to fire you as their best method of ending the problem which they could easily perceive as one which you intentionally caused If even after understanding this you still want to unburden yourself then limit that to HR as they are the only ones other than you with a vested interest here After that you can deal with it on a person-by-person basis if and when the issue arises, and you can tailor those responses to the individual based on what you know and expect of them. That way also gives you the weight of telling them that the company already knows which implies that they had better deal with it professionally or it may go bad for them instead of you I know that most or all of the people I work with and for know I'm wearing- I've seen them focus on my diaper area with their eyes after I crinkled as I've leaked very visibly few times (unbeknownst to me). I know how these people think and act and I'm certain they've talked about it among themselves. But because I clearly aim for discretion they keep that away from me to avoid hurting my feelings. And the one or two who might want to have fun with this have certainly been told to keep their mouth shut or else So for me my method works perfectly because it's based on them, not me. I know I wear diapers and I like that, and I know that I will never stop no matter what is said about it. I'm ready for anything- they can't hurt me The best plan is always the one which has the most options along the way so that you can adapt to whatever may happen and still succeed. Wearing diapers is indeed a personal thing and those things are best kept out of the workplace rumor mill. Do what you must but know what you're doing and what the possible outcomes may be. Wear pink if you have to and I'll crinkle because I have to Bettypooh

I personally agree with you and appreciate your advice. The only thing I am agnozing over is that everyone is telling me to NOT tell work. Everyone, including my wife thinks I should try and be discreet and hide that I wear diapers but I am just ready to not have to worry about it anymore. I have a very good job and I think some feel it could be jeopardized because I wear diapers. I do not agree. I do not want people to ask me anymore why am I going to the bathroom with a backpack or why is my suitcase so big for a three day trip. I would never take offense to your opinion as I would hope you would not take offense to mine. I try and help everyone on this forum as much as possible and sometimes I need advice myself.

I too grew up a b/w . Am still

Chapter 22: I DEFINITELY DOZED off in a milk-induced haze, because the next thing I was aware of was the steady footsteps of Amanda as she walked down a corridor. It was dark and I guessed I was hidden behind the fabric of the sling. As I wriggled a little I heard, “Hold on just a second baby… Mommy will sit you up so you can see,” and she rearranged me into my sitting position within my sling. I could feel I had a diaper that was going to need changed again soon, but ignored that and looked around to see where Fred was. He walked right next to us with Isabella on his hip nursing one of my pacifiers. Down the hallway I could see we were approached a baggage claim area. “Got yourself one on the flight?” A woman cackled not far from Fred. “My wife and I decided that she needed a little more help than she was getting – of course the best part is that she gave her permission so we could give that to her!” “Well I’m sure once you have her in her jammies, and tucked into her crib tonight, she’ll feel right at home.” “I hope so,” Fred said while hugging her and bouncing her on his side. I watched the frown around the edges of Isabella’s mouth and felt terrible for her. Amanda idly bounced up and down with me for the next few moments until she saw our suitcases and my car seat coming through. Thanks to the sling she was able to began gathering it together while still holding me. I watched as Fred also grabbed three other small bags after Isabella pointed to them. I was still in a state of shock at how quickly Amanda and Fred had turned from sweet parents to now seeming like the crazy kidnapping type… I knew what she said in the bathroom… but the idea of that poor girl being forever stuck in baby mode was beyond sad to me. Just as Fred was loading things onto a rented cart the stewardess came up with a police officer, “That’s them sir.” “Excuse me, but there’s been a complaint that you may have forced this free little to go with you even though she didn’t want to?” He said looking towards Fred holding her. “That’s not true sir… I asked them to adopt me,” Isabella said taking the pacifier out of her mouth, “I was worried someone not as nice might do it otherwise.” “So you intend to make everything legal?” The officer asked Amanda and Fred. “Honestly officer I told her we would have a feeling out period. I’m quite happy with my baby girl here, but I couldn’t leave this little one in distress. We’re going to give it a couple days and see how she feels,” She moved closer to Fred and gently kissed her forehead. “Hmm… That’s unconventional…” He looked at Amanda skeptically, “but not illegal. She definitely seems like she’s in capable hands with you two as parents.” He looked towards the other lady, “I don’t see any problem here I can act on.” The stewardess fumed, “But…” “Sorry she beat you to her ma’am, got to be faster next time,” he told her bluntly knowing what the real problem was. She literally stamped her foot and turned away towards the other direction where I could see the other lady standing within ears reach. “Ma’am good luck with your new baby girl there.” He paused and quietly added, “I would get her chipped as soon as you can, something about that lady doesn’t seem right,” he said and left us alone. By that point my nerves had caused me to lose bladder control again and I could tell my diaper was not going to last much more before leaking. To my shock I saw Isabella seemed to have had a similar reaction with a fairly soggy diaper of her own on show for the world to see. “Come on Fred, we need to get the rental car and then stop by the store for some things for Bella.” I noticed that the stewardess seemed to be talking quickly with a man, and another lady I remembered seeing on our flight. The tension and anger in their body language scared me as we passed them to get to the rental car counter. Amanda said, “Here, hand me Bella, why don’t you go take care of the rental and we’ll wait here with the luggage.” “Okay Mandy,” he said and handed Bella to her. Amazingly she held her on her hip and me in the sling seemingly effortlessly. “Don’t forget to rent a booster seat too,” she said. “You mean a car seat, right?” Bella said quietly. “You would rather have a car seat?” Amanda asked quietly. Bella nodded, “they’re more comfy if I’m stuck in one.” “Make that a regular car seat Fred,” she said. “Okay,” he said. Then it was just Amanda with her now two ‘babies?’ I looked at Bella, “Sorry,” I told her. “Are you kidding?” She whispered, “Sorry doesn’t need to be said from you. I’m sorry I was dumb enough to fall for the meeting with the client. That guy she was talking with over there was the guy I’ve spoken with over videochats… It really was all just a setup to get me here and kidnap me...” I saw another tear go down her face and held a hand out to her, “hopefully they don’t do anything stupid.” Amanda said softly. “Thankfully Bella you’re not that babyishly adorable I hope to be worth much to them. Although I guess your hair and eyes might be…” “Worth much?” I asked. “Shh…” Amanda said, “remember what Doctor Westerfield suggested doing with you?” I gasped and Amanda took that moment to shove a pacifier into my mouth and tickled my chin. “See what a good baby looks like Bella?” she told her. We both were bounced up and down for a while as Fred completed the contract. Eventually he =came to pull the cart of our luggage as we followed a clerk out to the rental car lot. A large mini-van like vehicle automatically opened its doors and a less than new car seat sat strapped in already. “Let’s get you both in the van and let Daddy get everything loaded,” she said to us. Bella was first up as she placed her into the forward facing car seat and buckled her in with the harness. “Comfy?” Amanda asked her nicely when she was done. Bella shrugged and grumbled, “I’m wearing a soggy diaper and nothing covering it… hard to be comfy…” “Shh… Amanda said and kissed her head, “It’ll be okay.” Fred had already begun working on latching in my car seat next to Bella’s, and before I knew it the doors were closed. “What is going on?” I asked pulling the pacifier out from my mouth. “You’re not really…?” I protested even though I couldn’t see anyone but Bella from my seat. “I don’t want to, but we may have to for Bella’s safety Stacy,” Fred said. “Stacy I don’t think this was a small time operation, we may have just made targets out of ourselves,” Amanda said. I felt my eyes widen, “What are you going to do?” “Well first we’re going to ask Bella what she wants us to do,” Fred said. I heard the doors lock as he began driving away. “What do you want us to do Bella?” Amanda asked, “We can put your skirt back on and drop you off at your hotel… We could try and get you on a bus somewhere…” She was quiet for a long moment before asking, “Do I have to leave you guys?” Her voice trembled and I could tell she was terrified. “You don’t just want to be some mindless baby, do you?” I asked in shock. Bella smiled at me and said, “No I don’t, but it seems my time of freedom and being an adult is gone. This trap that they’ve sprung means they’ve probably already got my place under watch for when I go home. I’m not sure that they believed that you all were really adopting me… The second I go into an airport or somewhere by myself I’m probably going to be picked up. If I can’t go home that means I’m homeless… and as a little that means you immediately get shipped off to an orphanage or an etiquette school…” Tears were streaming through her eyes, “Surely you understand that? You are actually a little too, right?” I nodded, “Sort of… I’m not from this dimension though.” “Huh… That’s weird,” she said, “I guess it explains how tiny you are.” “Isabella if we adopt you… you know you can’t work anymore, right?” She nodded, “I get the feeling though if I’m going to be adopted by some random Amazons on the street I would rather it be you guys.” “I want to hear what you want from you before we do anything Isabel,” Fred said to her kindly. I watched her face and the tears stream, “Would you please adopt me?” Fred sighed heavily and groaned, “I don’t see that we have a choice Mandy.” “Fred let’s stop at a store then and get her something appropriate to wear, diapers that fit her, any other some supplies, then we’ll go to the hotel and check-in. I didn’t think we would make it to the park today anyway.” “Park?” I asked. Amanda sighed and Bella looked at me incredulously, “You don’t know what Selegnasol is known for?” “No, I’ve never heard of the city…” “You’ve never heard of Looney World?” I thought for a second, “Daddy you said Walt Disney didn’t do theme parks, right?” “Right sweetie,” he said when I felt the vehicle come to a full stop. “So another company has a massive theme park?” “Theme park, waterpark, and much more,” he said as he opened the door. “Is it cool?” I asked Bella. “It’s supposed to be. An unadopted little would never risk going there though, so I’ve never been.” “Oh,” I said. Amanda opened her door then and Fred opened mine. She didn’t put the sling back on so I assumed I was just going to be placed in the cart. As Fred picked me up and felt my diaper I saw that we were at a Babies’r’us. “Mandy, Stacy really needs a change…” “So does Bella sweetheart. Can she wait until we’re doing getting stuff for Bella?” I squirmed a bit as he felt the padding in my diaper, “Probably shouldn’t? Definitely not a long time?” “We won’t be that long. Just a couple packs of diapers that fit Bella, wipes, bottles…” She sighed and asked me herself, “Stacy do you think it’ll hold that long?” I looked a Bella and her diaper that was dripping a little onto her leg. She didn’t have another diaper to be changed into yet, so I just smiled, “I’ll wait until Bella can be in a new diaper too.” Bella smiled at me with a look of thanks before pacifiers were put in both of our mouths to keep us quiet. I wasn’t sure why Amanda was carrying Bella but I was feeling a little bit of jealousy before we arrived at the carts and we were both strapped into a double-seated cart. Amanda pushed the cart forward and I groaned as the greeter said, “I see you have a new addition to the family, anything I can help you find?” “No thank you, we’ll be good on our own.” “Let us know if you do! We understand how hard the initial transition is! Always the worst when they think they’re big girls! Don’t forget a good paddle and shock collar!” “Thanks for the advice,” Amanda said curtly and kept moving. As we walked the first aisle we passed was the punishment aisle I watched Bella stiffen up. I leaned over and put my arm around her. She jumped a bit but then returned the favor as I leaned against her. I believed Amanda was truly planning on making a record setting trip through the store as she went first to the diaper aisle. “How much do you weigh?” Amanda gently asked her. “Forty pounds…” she sniffled around the pacifier. Amanda kissed the top of her head gently and I watched her grab a package of the Pampers I wore in a Size Four, and then a package of the princess diapers I wore in a Size Three and then they were behind us in the basket. I hugged this new stranger, sister, tighter as she began to shudder. “Fred, honey, Bella took that medicine earlier… She’s going to need help at some point tomorrow?” “Probably tonight too…” he said softly. “Could you go find what you need to help her out?” He nodded, “Don’t worry about the cost of anything she needs, we’re going to be fine for money this month.” “Thanks,” she said and smiled as he left. I shuddered as I guessed what that meant about stuff to help her. My rear end hurt just thinking of this past Monday... “What did she mean?” Bella whispered around the pacifier as Amanda shifted off a bit to get wipes. “The charm you had earlier… I think it does its job really well.” I watched her think and then her face fell again even more. “Sowwy,” I said. “It’s okay,” she said as she squeezed me gently. ‘I’ve got a contract with them… but what will Amanda do… or have to do with a little who is real?’ I worriedly wondered to myself. Amanda went back a few aisles to find bottles that were the size she had first bought for me, along with some bigger pacifiers. My pacifiers were newborn size and Bella would need at least the biggest toddler size. I looked warily at the locking pacifiers that were next to them, but other than scowling at them Amanda didn’t pay them much attention. She snagged some bigger bibs as an afterthought in that section as well and then headed to the stroller aisle. “Better get a double stroller while we’re here,” she said to us. Amanda didn’t take long before she put one that placed one baby above and behind the other. “Might as well get a good car seat while we’re at it…” she said to herself. She found what looked like a convertible seat that in its rear-facing configuration I noticed would have Bella surprisingly in the weight range too. ‘She’s above the minimum height for mandated diapers on a plane, but still fits in rear-facing car seat?’ I thought quietly to myself. I just shook my head and looked behind us to where the cart was a precarious stacking of items, both in the cart and below the basket. That was when Fred found us. “Honey could you go grab another cart?” Amanda asked. He smiled and returned with one a few moments later. The car seat and stroller were moved into that one and he followed her and us into the clothing aisle. Happily to me Amanda avoided the little aisle and went to the actual toddler styles. She picked Bella up out of the cart and sat her on the ground holding a frilly dress up next to her. “That should fit you and be cute,” she said in a happy voice. “But we’re going to have to make sure,” she said before adding in a whisper, “sorry about this…” I wondered what she was sorry for momentarily before Amanda pulled Bella’s jacket and blouse off of her. She stood in just her padded bra and her diaper for a moment before Amanda took the bra off too, “Won’t be needing this silly thing any more, huh?” she said loud enough for a passing lady pulling a little only wearing a diaper and t-shirt along with a leash. Bella began crying some more, but as I stared I couldn’t help but almost agree she didn’t need it, she didn’t have much more than I did… The pink dress was quickly pulled over her head and Amanda fussed for a moment with it. “I think we actually need a smaller size… huh, I thought 3T would be right for you…” I heard Bella whisper, “Try the twenty-four month size,” as she turned red. Amanda pulled dress off and hung it back up before grabbing the smaller size that was available and sure enough it fit perfectly. She pulled the dress back off of her and reached into my diaper bag for a blanket that was there that she wrapped her in before sitting her back down in the cart seat. “Thank you for the blanket,” she told her softly. “You’re welcome… Sorry I had to have you try that on. There would have been an attendant in the changing rooms that would have made it worse,” Amanda whispered. I leaned into my seatmate and watched as Amanda now shopped the racks at a breakneck pace. When a couple dozen outfits consisting of dresses, rompers, onesies, pajamas, and swimsuits - including some that looked my smaller size, were in the cart she looked at me and quietly asked, “What am I forgetting?” “Bear!” I said. “Hmm… You’re right!” “Can I just use my bear that’s in my suitcase?” Bella nervously asked. “Sure you can, you sure you don’t want your bear to have a friend though?” Bella nodded, “She’s all I want…” she paused and blushed, “I’ve had her since I was a ba…” A tear streamed past her cheek and Amanda gently hugged her. “I’m sorry Bella, but I promise it’ll be okay.” Bella nodded unconvinced and we made our way to the front of the store. The cashier was an overweight in-betweener lady who looked at Bella wrapped in the blanket and all of the stuff in the carts, “Glad to see another one where she belongs! Can’t believe these littles think they’re actually adults.” She shook her head, “The lot of them belong in the nursery.” Amanda and Fred just smiled and didn’t say anything. “I’ve got five of them at home,” she said with a proud smile. “Glad for my employee discount! Even get a corporate discount on the modifications to keep them safe!” “I bet five would be expensive in a hurry. Babysitters and daycare aren’t cheap either,” Amanda said. “No they’re not, but I get some government assistance on it. Formula, baby food, daycare, and the like are all covered. Might even think about another one if I can ever get lucky to find one like your new little girl here. Make sure you get her chipped soon!” Amanda looked at her watch and said, “yeah, I think that’s probably a good idea…” I stared at her in horror as I realized that even though she was an in-betweener, she also held her own littles hostage… I shook my head and realized that Fred had paid already as Amanda pushed us away from the lady. “Mandy why don’t you just change them both at the car,” Fred said, “and then let’s see if we can find a clinic to register Bella.” Amanda looked at Bella, “Are you sure you want this?” Bella leaked more tears, “No…” but nodded, “unfortunately I know it’s the only way…” “Well good thing we have plenty of room in Stacy’s nursery…” Amanda said seeming to be nearly as stunned from the days events as Bella was. She shook her head and pushed us out to the car right behind Fred. She opened the back of the van and laid my changing mat on the floor. My diaper had leaked a lot by this point so she pulled the cute outfit off and replaced it with a spare yellow dress that had a snap onesie inside. As soon as I was changed she laid me in my car seat and buckled me up. Meanwhile Fred unbuckled the rental car seat, put it in the trunk, and began installing the new one. “Mandy, front-facing or rear-facing?” “Front please?” Bella asked. Amanda shook her head, “No, she’s only wearing eighteen-month old sized clothes and way under the eighty pound recommendation… rear-facing is a better idea for a crash.” Bella sighed and squeaked a couple times as I heard Amanda hurriedly remove her diaper, clean her up, and then re-diaper her. Amanda had bought another mirror that she quickly attached to the seat in front of us. I could see that Bella was now dressed in the cute pink dress that she had tried on in the store. Her blush made me wonder how her skin could turn that red! “Better than being naked?” I suggested to her. She pulled at it, “It’s okay I guess… I could make way better… but I guess I’m done with that…” “Maybe,” I told her, “you never know what Mommy and Daddy might figure out.” “Mommy and Daddy,” she said sadly… “I miss my real parents…” I didn’t pry as Amanda and Fred hopped in and pulled away towards a clinic that they had found. Fortunately it was close by. I wasn’t quite sure why they both seemed to be in a hurry to get there before it closed. Fred unlatched my carrier from the base and picked me up with the handle, while Amanda gently reached in to pick Bella out of her seat. She placed Bella on her hip and put her pacifier back in her mouth. Fred followed her into the building as I groaned a little about the feeling of being suspended from his hand in the carrier. “Hi, we’re traveling and just picked up our new baby girl here,” Amanda said to the spectacled woman at the counter while patting her diaper that was showing fully with her skirt up, “I’d like to get her registered if possible today.” The lady looked at her and noticed the carrier too, “It’s a dead day for some reason, sign in and we’ll get your new baby girl all taken care of.” “Thank you!” Amanda said with some relief. “We’re going to the park tomorrow and I didn’t want to waste part of the day.” “We get that sometimes,” she told her. “How old is your real baby girl?” Fred brought the carrier forward and I was glad Amanda had straightened my hat in the car. “Three months,” Fred said. “A three month old and adopting a little?” “Well when I wean little Stacy here, Bella can take the extra milk. Besides they say your body produces whatever it really needs to. Shouldn’t have a problem making enough milk for both of them.” “Yeah, you’re definitely right,” the lady said. “Go fill out these forms and we’ll call you back shortly.” Amanda carried the clipboard and Bella over to the seats and began filling out the information. She had to ask Bella everything since she was a complete stranger to us all. “What’s your birthdate sweetie?” Amanda asked. “So you’re twenty-three?” She confirmed. I saw her nod as she clung to Amanda, and I had a feeling the doctors part was going to suck for her. Fred sat me next to where Bella sat and she looked down at me, “You’re so cute…” She shuddered I think worrying that more was coming. “Thanks…” I said through the pacifier. “Bella, no matter what they do to you in there you can’t cry.” “What?” “Seriously, bite your tongue or whatever, but don’t cry no matter how mean they get.” She looked worriedly at me but nodded her understanding. They really weren’t busy, because almost as soon as Amanda passed the forms in they called, “Isabella Westerfield?” “We’ll wait here for you here,” Fred said and I realized that I wasn’t going back with Bella. I looked at him in dismay but he shook his head and leaned in, “You can’t help her, and you might just end up with something bad happening to yourself. Just be a good baby here…” I held my arms out to him and he said, “You want Daddy to hold you?” I nodded. He cuddled me against his strong chest for a long while. “Mister Westerfield?” The same lady that had come for Bella came out. “Doctor actually,” he told her. “Oh, sorry about that… If you and your baby girl can come on back so you can sign the adoption certificate?” “Sure thing, let me just get her back in her carrier.” He squeezed me in a gentle hug before placing me down in the carrier and buckling me back in. Amanda had taken the diaper bag with her so he just grabbed the handle of the carrier and followed her back. I was terrified to see what state Bella would be in, but as she came into my view from the carrier she didn’t look much more upset than she had before outside. I was relieved that there were no signs she had been beaten or anything. Just as the white-coated gentlemen asked, “Doctor Westerfield if you could just please sign these papers?” I felt my bowels open and shove a mess into the back of my diaper. I whimpered a little, but didn’t want to cry too much in here. Feeding from Amanda twice in the last half-a-day apparently already had an affect on me… My carrier was sat on the examining table next to Bella who reached down and squeezed my hand gently. “She’s going to be a great big sister until she becomes the little sister,” the doctor said. Amanda laughed, “Yeah, I think she will be.” “Umm… Mommy she’s poopy,” Bella said and wrinkled her nose. Amanda came over and said, “Smells like she is, huh?” She glared at Fred, “How long did she sit in this?” “Must have just happened, I checked her as I laid her back down in her carrier.” “Right…” she said and looked at me, “Come on baby girl, let’s get you all nice and clean! She unbuckled me and placed me on the examination bed next to Bella. I fought not to blush as she changed me while Bella and the doctor looked on. Fred had just finished signing the last form when Amanda placed me back into the carrier. “Chip now?” Amanda asked. “A nurse will be in here in a moment to insert it,” He told her. “Thanks,” she said. “Nice meeting you doctors, congratulations on the adorable baby girl!” He said with a smile and a wave at Bella. The nurse came in a minute after he left and the procedure of verifying it was right, letting Amanda put a secret password, and inserting it was the same as I had dealt with. Amanda had it inserted this time just below her left butt cheek on her leg. ‘Guess she doesn’t want it to be in the same place for both of us?’ I wondered. Bella grunted but didn’t cry when stuck with the monster needle. I nursed on my pacifier more as I watched it happen and relaxed when it was done. “Good girl, just remember cry babies get punished!” The lady said menacingly. Fred gathered her up in his arms then and Amanda carried my carrier out to the car. Once we were outside I could see the tears really begin going down Bella’s face in the mirror in the car, she began sobbing as she was again strapped into her car seat. “Shh… it’s okay Bella, I promise you.” Amanda cooed at her as she buckled her in. “I’m sorry Bella, I know that hurts,” I told her after the doors were closed. “It’s more than just the pain Stacy,” she told me sadly, “my freedom is officially gone…” she added in a whisper. I FELT TERRIBLE for Bella, but I didn’t think there was real choice to keep her from whoever was after her. From what I had seen with those people, and what I’d heard, she would have ended up as one of those littles that would be better off dead… ‘I just hope that Amanda doesn’t baby her to death… she doesn’t have an agreement at all, or a reason not to…’ I thought to myself. At the hotel a valet came to the car to get the keys to park it. Amanda worked quickly to get my carrier pulled off the base while a bellhop helped get our suitcases unloaded. Fred unbuckled her and carried her on his hip, while Amanda carried me in my carrier, and the bellhop took our luggage inside with us to check in. The hotel was decorated in a Baby Looney Tunes character theme. A cute picture of Bugs Bunny was painted on the wall behind the reception desk. “We have a reservation for Westerfield,” Amanda told the lady at the desk as she sat my carrier down on the counter. A few minutes of typing the lady said, “King Bed and a crib, correct?” “That was correct… Is there a chance we could get a second crib?” The lady paused and asked, “new adoption?” “Yes ma’am, just an hour ago…” “Well congratulations Mommy!” the lady said. “The one in Daddy’s arms I’m guessing?” “Yes, that’s her…” “I do have a playpen available, will that work?” She asked. Amanda nodded, “not as comfy as a crib, but it’ll work.” The lady said, “Okay, it’ll take a little while to get it brought up there. It’ll be an additional ten dollars a night charge?” “That’s fine,” she said while rocking my carrier a little bit and making silly faces at me. My face must have shown some of my worry for Bella. “And I’m guessing you’ll need another toddler’s admission to the park?” She asked. “Is there a different price for different ages?” “Well your baby girl in the carrier is free obviously as she can’t ride much. Your new baby girl has a toddlers size admission charge.” “Good to know,” she said while going back to rocking my carrier gently. I sucked on the pacifier nervously then. “Okay, just sign here – and initial here, here, and here,” the lady said to her. As she signed it the lady asked, “Do you prefer a collar or a wrist band for your little?” “Collars?” Amanda groaned. “What is it with everyone wanting littles to be pets? They’re babies!” she was a little impatient as she said that. The lady seemed taken aback… “Sorry, the collars are the most popular option this year. I assume that means you want the wristband?” “Yes please,” she said agitated. Once Amanda signed it she handed her a small box, “These wrist bands should be the sizes you need. I put in the smallest size for your baby, the toddler size for your new little, and then yours and your husbands. Your hotel room access and your gate tickets are all on them. Just waive your wrist by the reader for everything there. You can even pay for meals or other things with them in the park. It’ll all be charged to the account on file.” “Thank you ma’am,” Amanda said. “Room 4242,” she told Fred and the bellhop who accompanied us. Fred waived an armband across the scanner and the door opened up on its own. Inside I discovered the Baby Looney Tunes theme continued through the room with Bugs, Lola, Tweety, Daffy, Taz, and Sylvester chasing each other around the walls. There were several other characters I didn’t recognize too. It was a cute decoration set and I had a feeling the real kids probably genuinely liked it. As soon as the bellhop was gone Amanda pulled me out of the carrier. “Thank you, that was getting confining,” I said while letting the pacifier dangle on the strap that she’d clipped to my outfit. Bella looked terrified then as she stayed exactly where Fred had set her on the couch. “What’s wrong?” I asked her. “She’s probably wondering if you’re about to get spanked for spitting your pacifier out and talking,” Fred said morosely. She nodded nervously. “Bella we’ve treated you way harsher in the last few hours than we ever will again if I had to guess,” Amanda said. “But let’s wait to talk for a few minutes…” I watched as Amanda pulled out some sort of wand out of her laptop bag and genuinely wondered what she was doing. Suddenly I got that it must be a bug detector?!? Like we were in a spy movie? She moved about the room for five minutes before saying, “Okay, we’re good. Remind me to check the playpen though when it gets here.” “Are you spies?” Bella asked suddenly. I laughed, “She likes her toys, but we’re not spies.” Fred was laughing too, “If anything she would be making the toys for the spies!” Bella looked a little annoyed but still fearful. “Okay, why don’t we tell you a bit more about ourselves so that you look a little less like the caged animal you fear you are,” Amanda said while going over to her and sitting next to her. She lifted me up and sat me in her lap, “This one can start with her crazy story. If anyone is the lunatic of the family it’s her…” I turned around and stuck my tongue out at her The young woman looked at me with a puzzled look, “I couldn’t believe you weren’t a real baby at first… if you hadn’t given me that medicine I would never have known… Thank you by the way for that,” she added sheepishly. I shrugged, “Like she said, I’m the lunatic from the other dimension.” “You weren’t just saying that earlier?” “No, it’s true. I’m eighteen and came here to study at Emerson.” “Until they captured you?” She asked accusingly. “No, they’ve been part of my plan for several months. I didn’t want to stay in the dorms because of how easy it is for littles to get adopted from there.” She nodded, “Happens all of the time… I did as much of my coursework online as I could at the school I went to. Thankfully it was only a two-year degree so I was able to get through it quickly too without ever staying in a dorm…” I shrugged and continued, “Anyway, I decided one of the best ways for me to survive would be to find a set of Amazons to stay with as foster parents.” “You are crazy!” I smiled, “I put an ad online on this dimensions side and had a ton of responses. I whittled it down to two couples that met the specifications I’d decided on, and then had video interviews with them. One couple gave me a bunch of bad vibes as soon as I started talking to them. On the other hand Amanda and Fred here made me feel like I could trust them. We signed a contract that at the completion of my degree, or if I get kicked out, I have to be sent home to my dimension. We also agreed to what was acceptable and not for them to do to me.” “So you’re not really adopted for real?” She asked nervously. I sighed, “I am, I even have that same stupid chip in my body as you do.” I looked up at Amanda, “That was embarrassing at security earlier by the way…” Amanda squeezed me and said, “Sorry, it’s still way better than letting someone like that lady falsely claim you…” “So how are you going to get to classes, be carried by Mommy everywhere?” she asked. I shook my head, “No, most of the time I’ll be walking like a normal college student. I just agreed as part of the deal that diapers were a good idea, to avoid other Amazon attention, and that I would let Amanda indulge in her maternal instincts a little bit too.” “So just like that?” She asked skeptically. “Things cannot be that simple…” I laughed, “So far it’s mostly been smooth sailing except for her crazy sisters.” “So what about me…?” She asked in a small voice. Amanda looked at her and put an arm around her and brought her into her, “Well first of all know that I will not be turning your brain into mush, making it to where you can only say a few words, only feeding you baby food, or preventing you from walking normally.” “What about my teeth?” She asked nervously in a small voice. “Stacy smile at her please,” Amanda said. I nervously did as she asked. “Does Stacy still have all of her teeth?” “She has a contract with you…” “Believe me I won’t be taking anyone’s teeth,” Amanda said and hugged her more. “I think it’s the dumbest thing on the planet.” “I happen to agree with her,” Fred said reappearing from wherever he had disappeared to. “So… but what do I do now with my apartment… and my stuff… and my work…” She was genuinely sobbing now. I crawled from Amanda’s lap onto hers as much as I could and hugged her tight. “Well that’s going to be a really good question Bella… We weren’t exactly planning on ever really adopting another little either,” Fred answered. “Unfortunately we can’t leave you alone at home…” Amanda said softly as she began stroking both of our hair. “Stupid Amazons…” she said and then looked up, “Umm… no offense… I mean you’re practically teddy bear Amazons… but still…” “I understand Bella, it’s not fair at all,” Amanda said. “I might have an idea or two, but we’ll have to wait and talk to some people back home. If we can’t do anything else, I guess I can take you to some of my classes like some of the professors…” “What about what Stacy is doing? How is she doing it?” She asked. “Stacy has achieved some exceptional test scores that opened up some doors for her.” “What about the CARE test?” “Took it this past week,” I told her. “You passed it?!?” She asked shocked. “No one passes it anymore!” “Not easy,” I admitted, “but I did pretty well too.” Fred snorted, “Pretty well… I guess it wasn’t perfect, but it was close enough Stacy.” “Anyway she’ll be in classes, with me, my father at his martial arts studio, with my baby sister Megan – who’s also a student…” “Is she a little too?” Bella asked skeptically. I shook my head, “No, she’s short for an Amazon, but she’s an Amazon.” “What happened to your face? That can’t be the way you arrived?” She asked after a moment of silence. I looked up at Amanda and sighed. “Okay, so this is going to probably push you over the skeptical meter…” I proceeded to tell her about the mix-up and how we had solved it. To my surprise Bella had a weird smirk on her face and giggled, “Now that sounds like the kind of messed up thing I expect!” Then she looked pained, “I’m not going to have to do that, am I?” Amanda shook her head, “No dear, I won’t make you do that.” She sighed in relief but then asked, “So what are you going to make me do?” Amanda pulled me back off of where I was half-leaning on her and set me on her right knee so she could pull Bella onto her left. The idea that I could fit comfortably on her lap with another ‘adult’ really reminded me of how big she was! “Well, I guess first you have to know diapers and being babied are going to be mandatory… I’ll also suggest we get your hair permanently removed on your body for your own hygiene…” Bella grimaced but said, “I’ve already had that done.” I noticed for the first time that she didn’t have arm hairs. The leg hair was a pretty normal thing for a woman to shave so I hadn’t even really thought about that she already was taken care of. “Well that’s helpful!” Amanda said with a smile and a squeeze, “Anyway, you’re not like Stacy so I’d probably like to nurse you more than her…” “Nurse me?” She asked nervously. “From my breast sweetie,” she told her. “What do you mean more than her?” she asked in a small voice. “We have to keep to once a day for her for her safety…” Amanda said, “don’t worry though you’ll be eating solid food just like her.” She sighed in relief, “Thank you… What about sewing? Can I do that still?” “We’ll see what we can do for you there… No promises but I’ll try and make it to where you can at least do it as a craft activity. We have to be careful in case LPS gets called… I was already worried about it with Stacy here, but you’ve probably put an even larger target on us now.” She nodded and stared for a moment before suddenly hugging Amanda, “I knew I wouldn’t last free much longer, thank you for being the ones that found me.” “You’re welcome sweetie,” she told her. “Now I think I have two little girls that need to have a bath and then go night-night before we have a big day tomorrow!” Just as she said that a knock happened at the door and the playpen was brought in and helpfully setup. She told Fred, “Go ahead and put the playpen my side and the crib on your side.” Once the hotel employee was gone she carefully carried both Bella and I into the bathroom and left for a moment. I stared at Bella nervously, “So…” She laughed, “Look I know you’re sad for me, but this really was inevitable here. I just hate the fact it sounds like you’re the smaller baby but going to be my big sister in a lot of ways.” I grimaced, neither of us had told her about the fact I was allowed to go poop in a potty at home. Amanda came back in a moment later and held a finger up to her lips in a quiet motion. She quickly showed me a little black device and flushed it down the toilet. After she flushed three more times I asked, “Was that…?” “Yes it was…” +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thank you to everyone who has commented. Please continue to let me know what you think!

I was potty trained by 2 1/2 years old, I have been back into diapers for over 7 years now since I un-potty trained. I will never go back.

There really isn't a substitute of having proper soft poo,

I agree with Chris there's nothing better than a fresh load of poo in your nappy. I mean it's your own poo so what are you scared off? I can see LeakyLynx point that it may develop nappy rash but a good barrier cream will help avoid that.

Dirty to me means poopy. I I don't mess very often and when I do I'm in it less than 30 minutes. Wet is

when i'm by myself i would probably change right away or wait for about 30 some minutes. if i would be with my daddy (which will be soon) he will decide when i will be changed

Almost collapsed in Lowes (home improvement store) yesterday and got super dizzy. Today I am congested around the lungs and got a terrible leg cramp that lasted for several excruciating minutes so having trouble walking on it now and still dizzy. Not dehydrated so must have some kind of nasty bug or infection coming on. But i'm up and trying to keep going lol.