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If the weather is nice, go out in your yard and do some clean up and pruning of tree limbs and bushes. You star off walking around with a lump in the bottom of your diaper but every time you have to stretch up or bend down to pick up branches, the load in your diaper will press against your body as your pants tighten up. The constant work, bending and straightening up moves the load around in your diaper and is a great feeling. The fact that you are outside does several things. You don't stink up your house as bad, you get excersize and fresh air and you are also making a necessary job more fun while getting it done. Win-Win situation all the way around. After the brush trimming you might even mow the grass sitting on your riding lawn mower to finish it all off! I do suggest if you know your load will be a sizable one, wear some plastic pants over your diaper to help protect your jeans from possible leaks.

Like I have often said " Don't get caught with your pants down ". I see so many people here that have written questions and posts like " How to tell my friends and family ". I see many of the people on this post say they cringe and feel exposed. I for one started using diapers as a 12 year old because I did not want to spend my allowance buying new panties only because they were stained with poop and pee. How does a 12 year old in 1978 explain to a parent " I enjoy pooping my panties, it makes me feel good". The first thing that would happen is my parents would have taken me to a shrink ! I was the neighborhood baby sitter, so I used that opportunity to my advantage. I had access to countless diapers, and could keep them in a bag without my parents even asking. I am 54 years old now and was married for over thirty years. I told my husband once and that was never acknowledged by my husband. It was my secret and my secret alone. To this day I have never told my mother nor do I wish to. I have worn for over forty years and I think in that time only two people have known. There is no reason for me to reveal to my employers. nor any one else for that matter. I feel so bad for you busy britches and I empathize with you. It sucks when your personal life is used against you and life becomes a living hell. I have always said it will be a secret that I take to the grave with me, and people should take notice of this situation and take it very seriously. Stop with all the I want to tell my friend or lover or parents. It will backfire on you. Hugs to you all and busy britches. If you ever want to chat I am here for you. This site may keep us anonymous, but it keeps us together as a people.

I hate it too. Something else that bothers me is when people use "babs" instead of "baby" in some chatrooms.

From Plymouth, I want to find someone who would enjoy looking after my abdl self. I enjoy gaming, writing and drawing. I would be willing to incorporate this life style into something full time for the right connection.

Hey everyone! It's been a while, I know. The last few stories I've written were on the shorter side, and seemed to be well-received. For this story, it will be quite a bit longer, and is a little outside of what I'm used to writing. Still, I do hope you enjoy it! Chapter 1 Just one time. That's all it took for Jacob Lee (or “J. Graves” as he declared his online pen name), to find himself in a whirlwind of trouble, adventure, and fascinating situations that he never thought possible. To this day, he questions how it was even possible, and uses it as a reminder to be careful of accepting help from the wrong people. For years, Jacob had been a prominent author in the online ABDL community, ABDreamLand (all one word). He'd been writing various short stories and novel-length pieces that engaged readers across the internet. Being more of a DL himself and enjoying the embarrassment side of the AB world, he was well-versed and well-informed of the various styles of writing that captivated an audience, and his work proved it. Starting with realistic fiction, his appropriately titled, “The Lives I Lead” followed a harrowing tale of Peter Harrison, and the struggle of self-accepting the fetish and lifestyle while experiencing rejection, acceptance, and overall peace of mind. Everybody loved it, gaining a whopping 30,000 readers in just one month. Then came his three separate short stories, each one revolving around a different character and scenario. One was short and sweet, focusing around a young man and his wife new to the fetish scene, and the bond they formed whilst exploring together. The second story was purely written for pleasure, with the protagonist making a bad bet and ending up in diapers for the weekend, following his girlfriend's every lead. Both stories were received very well by the community, with good old J. Graves receiving a plethora of comments and “thumbs ups.” It was the third story that didn't quite make the cut. The third and final short story of the three took a rather interesting turn, going in the complete opposite direction of realistic fiction and smack dab in the middle of just plain absurd. In a gutsy move, Jacob attempted to write the story from the perspective of a stuffed animal. It was the favorite stuffed animal of a character who, as part of his “little” psyche, held onto it like a security blanket. Whether he was eating, being fed by his mommy, having his diaper checked and changed, the character held onto that little stuffed bear, and the bear told the story from its own perspective. While interesting in theory, it was met with more negative reviews than positive ones, with many community members indicating they didn't find it to be nearly as good as the rest of Jacob's work. Some had even thought that maybe he'd written it as a joke or a bet (he hadn't). Granted, nobody downright discouraged Jacob from continuing his writing, but they clearly voiced their opinion about the lackluster plot and perspective. While some would take the feedback and simply move on, improving their work as they continued their skill, the feedback hurt Jacob's pride a bit more than it probably should have. It took a toll on his ability and desire to write those pieces that were more...extraordinary...than others. Those fantasy setting ideas he had, those science fiction plots that incorporated diapers, that one about the protagonist getting sucked into a cartoon world...all sorts of potentially wonderful and imaginative worlds in Jacob's head, stopped short in an instant. Even worse? He had already started most of them, writing at least three chapters for each story. And there they were, stuck at the mercy of Jacob's hand and mind. It wasn't that Jacob didn't try writing more, either. Every day, he'd struggle, the fear of “what if they don't like my work?” stopping him from continuing more than a sentence or two per story, until he threw all of his unfinished work into a new folder on his desktop PC, labeling it, “Stuff I'll Never Finish.” Soon after, he went back to writing his “normal” stories, bringing back the crowd's approval and answering their barrage of questions in his inbox. “J. Graves! What inspired you to write 'Bouncing the Bouncer?'” “Heya, J.! Love your work! When's your next release? Any hints for what the next story will be about?” While he was happy to oblige and communicate with his fans, something gnawed at his brain: those damned unfinished works that he couldn't find the motivation, or inspiration, or muse, to finish. Jacob would respond to his fans in a timely fashion, and even decided to let some of them know the very basics of his much more fictitious works-in-progress. Their response? “Well, it might be good, but I know a lot of people didn't like your teddy bear story. Might be hard for them to want to read something that's out of the norm for you.” “I'd stick with what you're comfortable with. I'm not saying you should stay in your comfort zone, but I feel like you cling to it so much that when you step outside of it a bit, you run right back to it, and that's very clear in your stuffed animal short story.” These were just two of the 10 responses he'd received, and the other eight weren't much better. Was that it? Was he truly stuck in his writing's comfort zone so much that he couldn't break free from it? Granted, he knew he was a bit apprehensive about trying new things, even though he adored reading those various ABDL stories with some extremely out there plots. Why did those stories work out just fine and his didn't? Jacob wondered if there was anything he could do to expand his imagination a little further. Taking a bold move, Jacob created a forum thread on ABDreamLand, simply labeled, “A Hiatus of Sorts.” In it, he wrote: Hey there my fellow friends, fans, writers, and critics. J. Graves here. I first want to thank all of you for your long time support for most of my stories. It's hard to believe that just three years ago, I wrote my very first ABDL fiction that quickly became a fan-favorite. I couldn't have done it without your help and encouragement! With that said, some of you may know that I've expressed an interest in finishing my many stories that are well beyond the realm of what I normally write. You know, wizards and robots and mechanical nurseries and all that stuff that my imagination can't seem to grasp like it used to when I was younger. I know there were a lot of people who weren't too pleased with my third short story, “In the Eyes of Mr. Snuggles.” It was new, it was bold, and while it was something I enjoyed writing, it just didn't have the same fire that my other writing pieces had. I've struggled for many months now to finish those other bold and wildly imaginative works, with little progress being made each week. Sure, writing to fulfill the status quo is okay, but it isn't what I want at this time. I want to try something new, with dragons, or magic, or just some oddball stuff that I've started and never finished. With that, I'm taking a hiatus from my normal work, so I can solely focus on those pieces that desperately need my attention and that are leaving a burning desire to finish. I'm giving myself one month to work on and finish as many of these as I can, and will gladly share them with you when I feel they're ready. I just hope something kindles that imaginative fire I've been yearning for! I'll keep you posted! Please feel free to continue messaging me or hitting me up in the chat room when I'm there! With the press of the “Post” button, Jacob pulled the trigger, and thus began his hiatus. Nothing would stop him! No procrastination, no excuses! He'd get to work on his “The Siren's Lullabye” story with no interruptions! That is, after scrolling through his forum topic's replies...and watching just one more cat video...and seeing if any new ABDL stories, or art, or comics, were posted since the last time he checked, which had been just hours before. What was supposed to be a four hour writing binge starting at 6:00PM turned into three and a half hours of dawdling and distractions, and a half hour of actually writing, getting an exhilarating two paragraphs and two lines of dialog finished in the process! Woo! “Damn it,” Jacob whined to himself, “why can't I..no...why won't I write this? Now I'm tired and want to go to bed soon! This always happens! I'm never gonna get anywhere, and it's only day one!” He lightly banged his head on his desk, sighing each time he made contact with the hard, wooden surface. He told himself he'd try harder the next day, even considering unplugging his router so not to be distracted by the great wonders and blunders of the internet. Perhaps a good night's sleep would recharge his imagination and drive for being productive. Of course, despite being tired, Jacob couldn't simply just go to bed; he first had to check for replies to his forum thread. The thread itself, while having gained a few hundred views and reactions, didn't really contain too many replies, aside from a few members who, in one form or another, indicated Jacob should again stick to what he was familiar with. Shrugging it off, Jacob was about to log out for the night, when a message suddenly appeared in his personal inbox. The subject line read, “A Big Fan.” The sender was someone Jacob had never seen before: TheMysticSandWitch. “Ha!” Jacob chuckled to himself, “Clever play on words! Never seen this member around before...” With the click of the mouse, the message was opened. It read: Hey there, J. Graves! Long-time lurker, but also a long-time fan of your work! I saw your post from a few hours ago, and I just want you to know I'm rooting for you! Try something new! I know a lot of people didn't seem to like “In the Eyes of Mr. Snuggles,” but I found it to be quite cute with just a hint of magic, which is right up my alley. I'm sorry to hear about your hiatus, but I totally understand why you're doing it. If you ever need some help or inspiration, just shoot me a message! We can talk through here, or through chat, or pretty much whatever you're comfortable with. I'm sure I can offer some unconventional ways of sparking your creativity! No big deal if you choose not to, though. I know it's tough asking for help sometimes. Anyhow, have a great night! Hear from you soon! -TheMysticSandWitch “Hmm...” Jacob raised an eyebrow, before clicking on the member's profile. He was met with quite a few interesting details. TheMysticSandWitch was female, with a location set to, “Wherever I Choose to Be”, and an age of “33! Yeah, we'll go with 33!” Her lifestyle status indicated she was single, not really looking for anything serious, and, “Dominant (and Prominent) Magic User. Oh, and I find some aspects of this lifestyle pretty interesting!” “Mystic, indeed...” Jacob mused, before going back to the message and hesitantly clicking the reply button. Hi there, MysticSandWitch! Is it alright if I just call you Mystic for short? Or SandWitch? Anyway, thanks for the message! Your encouragement for me to pursue something I've been yearning for is very much appreciated. I'll admit that I'm usually apprehensive about reaching out to help, especially from people I don't know very well (please don't take offense. I'm sure you're a very nice woman!). I guess I'm also curious about what you mean by 'unconventional.” Role-playing scenes together? Meditation? Motivational videos and music? I'll definitely give your offer some thought and will let you know if I need some help. Oh, and two questions: What kind of sandwich does a SandWitch like? If I'm deciphering the meaning behind your screen name correctly, do mystic sand witches lean on the side of good or evil? Very clever name, by the way. I love it! Have a good evening, -J. Graves With one quick overview of what he'd written, Jacob hit the send button, closing his internet program and shutting his computer down immediately after. It was late and he was exhausted. And still, as he got into bed that night, Jacob couldn't help but think about TheMysticSandwich's message and profile. Maybe she really did have some unique or lesser-known ways of sparking the imagination, and maybe her profile was just her being silly. After all, many members tended to use their profiles to further flesh out their lifestyle persona. He told himself he'd give it some thought, but would still work on his stories on his own for the time being. The next day, he'd be up early with a pot full of coffee, a diaper around his waist to get himself in the proper mindset, and a will to get something done!

Yes, I mow the grass and do other yardwork. Perfect time to have a messy diaper, I don't stink up the house and I get to enjoy my diaper time.☺

chapter 10 Lily was sweating bullets as she walked down the street towards her local McDonald's. It was only a 15-minute walk over there, but to her, it felt like an eternity as she looking around her. Hoping no one could tell she was wearing a thick diaper barely concealed by her short skirt. Every step she took felt like her skirt could go flying up and show the world that she was just a perverted baby girl. A naughty one that needed to be... NO! She had to stay focused. She just needed to get to a fast food restaurant and get the application and get out. But as she got close, her heart skipped a beat as she saw the lunch rush and the line to the counter. Lily bit her bottom lip as she knew she had to wait in line to get the application. There were about 5 people in front of her and she was growing more and more nervous by the minute. She mostly stared at the workers running around the back, preparing food, sending it out, running the cash register. Then Lily began to daydream about how it would be like for her to work here? Jackson would definitely have her diapered at all times. Her coworkers wouldn't want the baby to get hurt so she wouldn't be able to work with the food. So she would have to work drive-thru or cash register. But what if she wasn't good at that? Everyone would just call her a stupid baby who can't count. Would she be stuck just cleaning then? Mopping the bathroom floors at the end of the night. Then she would slip and fall on her padded bum and spill the water everywhere. Someone would come in to see her and say. “Aww, looks like the baby couldn't make it to the potty.” “N-no! It's from the mop! I swear!” Lily would try to tell them. “Sure it is sweetie. Now come on. I think someone needed a little more padding. Just for your protection.” “No! I'm a big girl! A big girl!” Lily whined in her mind before given a pacifier to shut her up. “How may I take your order ma’am?” the woman behind the counter asked and snapped Lily out of her daydream. “Huh?’ Lily asked and blushed as she realized she was now in the front of the line. “How may I take your order ma’am?” the woman asked again with a smile on her face. “Oh, um. I'm here to get a job application.” Lily told her. “Oh, one moment.” the woman said as she looked behind the counter and grabbed one. “You know, you didn't have to wait in line. You could have just come up and got one.” Lilly was mentally banging her head on a wall as she realized that. “Oh, I'm sorry,” Lily replied and gave a nervous smile as she took the application. “Just bring it back filled out and we will go from there.” the woman told lily who thanked her and walked outside. Once away from the crowd of people, Lily let out a sigh of relief. Glad to be out of there. She then thought back to her daydream and blushed. She really was becoming a pervert, wasn't she? Then she received a text. Simon: hey baby girl having fun? Right, she should change his name later. Lily: fuck you. Simon: sounds like fun, but sadly I'm busy at the moment. But baby girl, do you know what brand of diapers your waring? The brand? Now that she thought about it, she didn't. She knew of a few brands and some were better than others, but the ones she was wearing? Lily: no? Simon: their called Kinktown. And as the name implies they are specially made to order. “Oh no,” Lily said quietly to herself as she realized he planned for something. Simon: depending on the modification, the more expensive the diaper. And boy were yours expensive. have fun. Lily read as she felt the familiar vibrations coming from her diaper. He hid a fucking remote vibrated in her diaper! Lily frantically looked around. She knew he couldn't be far, vibrators like this don't have that long of a range so all she has to do is find him to make it stop! Unbeknownst to her, Jackson wasn't near her. “Oh Lily, still using the same old password for your phone.” He said to himself as he used a remote control phone app to signal the app he installed onto Lily’s phone to turn on the vibrator. She has the power to stop it in her hands, but how long till she finds that out? Lily’s face grew reader from the stimulation. The vibrations on her sensitive spot just made her want to scream and rub one out but she knew she couldn't. She needed to hurry up and get to the next job and get the application before he does something worse. Like, make her cum in public. The next job was far different from fast food. It was a bank. Lily walked inside the large and quiet building. There were only a few people here doing something with their money and a teller was open for Lily to just walk up to get an application. Yes! This will be quick! Or so she thought. As soon as Lily asked for an application the bank teller looked around and couldn't find any. So they had to call their boss and ask where they were just to be told they were out. “I'm so sorry, but could you take a seat and wait just 5 minutes for a copy to be made?” they asked Lily who reluctantly said yes. Knowing that if she didn't, Jackson would make her come back tomorrow still locked in a diaper, and she wasn't sure she could hold her pee that long. As she sat down, Lily had to cross her legs as best she could and put her small thin jacket over them to help hide her diaper. With her legs crossed, however, the vibrator inside the diaper was now closer to her and she had to fight back on letting out a small moan from the good feeling. She had to get her mind off the pleaser and began looking around the bank. This place doesn't seem to bad. She could see herself sitting behind one of the teller desks and handling money Having a smile on her face as many people come up to her to deal with money. All of them only able to see the top half of her. She could probably wear her diaper underneath and no one would notice. Though they might notice a smell if she used her diapers. But would they notice the vibrator? With such a thick diaper, no one could really hear the buzz coming from the vibrator. Above she would be red faced but smiling as she was handed money, while below her pussy would be pleased by the vibrations. But she would have to try to be careful and learn to keep her voice down whenever she came in her diaper. But it would feel so good! “Here you go ma’am.” the woman from earlier said and snapped Lily out of her daydream again! “Ma’am, are you all right? your face is bright red.” “Oh um, yes I'm fine, just a little hot,” Lily said as she quickly but carefully got up and got the application before quickly leaving. Lily's heart was racing as she realized where her thoughts were going! Any longer and she would have been masturbating right there! She needed to either cum or calm herself down fast. Thankfully, her next stop was the perfect place. It was a pharmacy called Phoenix Pharmacy. A small little shop but it was perfect for what she needed! Lily went inside and saw only one woman with purple hair behind the counter. Who was distracted by her phone? “Um, excuse me?” Lily said which got the woman's attention as she shot up with a bright smile on her face. “Hi, I'm Gwen! Manager of this store, how may I help you?” she asked in a very cheery voice. “I was wondering if I could get an application?” Lily asked which made Gwen’s eyes light up. “OH yes! Right away!” she said as she frantically searched for one and handed it to Lily. “Please bring it back whenever you can. We would love to have you working here!” Lily smiled back as she put the application into her purse. “Thank you. Also, where is your bathroom?” Lily asked. “In the back, here's the key for it,” Gwen said as she handed it over and watched Lily enter the bathroom. There she could sit on the toilet and try to calm her breathing and not let the vibrator make her hornier than she already was. Back outside, Gwen was smiling to herself and cheering inside her head. “Yes! A new worker and a cutie at that!” Gwen thought to herself. “I just know she is wearing a diaper that naughty girl. Nobody can escape my eye! I can’t wait for the opportunity to change her into a nice extra thick one.” The best part of Gwen’s store is that she kept an endless supply of diapers for herself and anybody who desired them. Although not required, she incentivized her employees to wear diapers as part of their uniforms for extra pay. “I bet she’s changing out of a messy diaper right now!” Gwen thought to herself as her own diaper began to grow warm as it also bulged out underneath her skirt. “Mmmm,” Gwen mumbled as she peed herself. “Huh?” Lily said confused as she walked towards Gwen and noticed her blushed look. “Oh nothing” Gwen replied while smiling and blushing. “Here take this on the house.” Gwen handed over a special cookie that she baked with love with a smile on her face. As much as she’d like to break the ice about Lily’s obvious diaper, she wasn’t an idiot that just scares people away with her eccentric personality. Her golden rule was to just let the person have an accident or flash their diaper then she can invade their personal space for her amusement. Perfect moral logic. Lily smiled as she took the cookie and thanked Gwen. “What a sweet girl. I wonder if she’s single.” Gwen said munching a cookie. “Sure hope she comes back because we have a lot to talk about.” She then went back to work, happy she found another person who enjoys diapers as much as her. ******* Outside, as Lily munched on her cookie, she looked at her list and read the last place she had to go to. Thankfully she calmed down a little bit before going there. Simon: hey baby girl, you get all 4 applications yet? Or are you just enjoying your diapers too much to get them? Lily: I have 3! One more to go. Simon: oh good! Maybe my big baby girl is finally growing up! :’) they grow up so fast. Lily ignored that last one as she reached a bus stop and got on to get to her final place. The bus ride was stressful as she had to sit up front with her legs as close a possible on the full buss. Which meant she had to try to keep herself calm as the vibrator was bushed up close to her. ‘How long will the battery last on this damn thing!’ Lily thought to herself. But what made it worse, was her tummy beginning to rumble. She knew what that meant and she needed to get that last application fast! When the bus got to her stop, she rushed as fast as she could to the small building she had never been to before. As she entered, she was greeted by a single woman behind a desk. “Hello, how may I help you?” the woman asked. “Hi, I was wondering if I could possibly get an application?” Lily asked with a smile on her face. “Oh, are you here to apply for the secretary position?” the woman asked. “Um, yeah,” Lily answered not really knowing if that's what Jackson wanted her to get or not. But it didn't matter. She just needed to get it and leave. “I'm sorry but we stopped accepting applications for it today. I'm afraid you missed it.” the woman told lily who stared at her. Oh, fuck! What does this mean! Should she text Jackson and tell him she could only get 3? Will he just accept that? Or will he force her to get a different one? Or worse, will he force her to come back tomorrow in a messy diaper to ask for one! Sensing Lily's distress, the woman cleared her thought and got Lily's attention. “Could you hold on just one moment please?” she asked before walking into a back room. She came back with a smile on her face. “Good news. While we aren't accepting any more applications, my boss is willing to give you a quick interview.” “Thank you so much,” Lily replied as she began to sweat bullets as her stomach turned. Jackson would at least be happy with this, but could she last the interview? The woman lead Lily down a hallway and into an empty room that had a single desk. Then opened a door on the side of the room. “Please take a seat.” the woman told her. Lily walked into the new room and saw another desk at the far end of the room with a large chair facing away, but she could tell someone was sitting in it. She took a seat in front of the desk nervously. Then she got a text. Simon: I think you're taking to long to get the last application, lets help get you motivated! Lily let out a small eep as the vibrator was suddenly turned up higher! NONONONO! “Is everything ok?” the man in the cair asked Lily while she still couldn't see him. “Y-yes!” Lily said a little high pitched then brought her voice back to normal. “Y-yes I'm o-ok. Just a l-little nervous.” ‘Fucking Jackson! Why at the worst possible time!’ “Well then, shall we get started on this interview?” the man asked. “Y-yes,” Lily replied. “Can you tell me a little about yourself?” the man asked. ‘Besides that I'm a diaper wearing pervert that's getting off right behind you?’ “I'm twenty-seven, currently trying to save up to go to college one day,” Lily replied with a nervous smile she knew the man couldn't see as she fidgeted in her seat. “How did you hear about the position?” the man asked. ‘I was blackmailed into coming here while wearing a diaper!’ “A childhood friend of mine recommended I look into you,” Lily responded. “What do you know about the company?” the man asked. ‘Nothing, but what I do know is I'm about to shit myself right behind you!” “I don't really know. I wasn't told. sorry.”Lily replied as she did her best to hold everything together. “That's fine. Why do you want this job?” the man asked. ‘To pay rent, food, and more diapers!’ “I'm just looking for something new,” Lily told him. “What are your greatest professional strengths?” he asked. ‘I look good in my diapers.’ “I don't really know sir. But I'm willing to find out.” Lily replied as her hand unknowingly began to stroke the front of her diaper. “What do you consider to be your weaknesses?” ‘How easy it is for Jackson to get me to cum in my diaper!’ “I-im not sure, sorry,” Lily replied “Where do you see yourself in five years?” he asked. ‘I don't know but in less than 5 minutes I'll be cumming like crazy!’ “I'm hoping taking college classes,” Lily told him as she legs began to part. “How would your boss and co-workers describe you?” he asked. ‘As a naughty baby who needs to be bent over and spanked!’ “H-hardworking and relia-able.” Lily panted. “How do you deal with pressure?” ‘I release it all into my loving diaper!’ “I-I w-would deal with it p-professionally,” Lily told him as she leaned back in her chair. “What do you like to do outside of work?” “I-I like to be a naughty baby girl!” Lily moaned out. Not realizing what she had just said. Just lost in the lust of her vibrating diaper pleaser! “Oh? Are you daddy's naughty baby?” the man asked. “Y-yes. Very naughty.” Lily panted. “How naughty?” the man asked. With a stupid smile on her face, Lily released what she was holding back with a loud moan! Her backside began to bulge as she felt near orgasmic release! “Daddy, I messed my diaper,” Lily told the man. “I'm a naughty girl.” “Yes, yes you are.” the man said as the chair turned around to reveal Jackson! But Lily was in a total haze of lust and pleasure to think right. “Why don't you show daddy just how much his Naughty baby loves her full diaper. She didn't need to be told twice as she hand began to work harder and harder until Lily let out a scream of pleasure! Lily fall back onto the chair, her full diaper squishing beneath her as she tried to catch her breath. A goofy smile spread across her face. “Good girl.” Jackson praised her as he walked over and rewarded his little girl with her pacifier and a kiss on the forehead. “I think you got the job.”

Chapter 3: Jennifer’s Perspective: It hit me like a ton of bricks. I arched my back. I sank in the sweat of it. Joan’s eyes...they seemed to dilate. Her hand gripping mine harder, as if... She gasped. “The pill...can it affect the bond of the other party?” I paused, a brain full of cotton. “It’s not widely known how the ‘Change’ affects the ‘Owner’...it can fuck them up too...sometimes they grow...extra anatomy...or—“ ”I know that,” Joan uttered. “But they’re not supposed to loose their shit. I want to....it hurts.” If Susan were here, she’d nerd out. It was rare for the owner to change as well, but it did happen. They say if the ‘pet’ undergoes a ‘retarded change’ (the medical word, not mine), then yes, the owner must to compensate. Amanda didn’t have much to any symptoms honestly. She got a bit hornier, maybe a bit more possessive, but not much changed. But, going into what appears to be a heat with your partner...unheard of. I gently took her hand, pulling her towards me. Which is awkward when you can’t use your legs. “Do you mind if I call Amanda?” I looked at her face, waiting to gage the response. She wasn’t freaking out, a good sign. But her eyes were glazed over. She turned to me. “Okay, where is your phone?” I pointed. “By the dresser.” She gave it to me, and I quickly dialed the number. “A...we need you.” ..... Amanda’s Perspective: I felt my phone buzz mid-rant. Susan looked like her life was saved. Normally, I would’ve turned it off, but it was Jen. Swiping up, I pull it to my ear. “Hey, are you okay?” I could hear the tightness in my voice. “Shit? Really...I’m coming.” I turned to Susan, “Does your lab have anything for...heats?” ”No. Why?” She looked at me as if that was the strangest thing I’d ever said. I felt a headache coming on. “Jen is about to have sex with a total stranger, and I’m scared to walk in on it...great. Could my day get any better.” I could tell Susan was about to speak, so I held up my hand, she closed her mouth. I wasn’t in the mood. ..... Jennifer’s Perspective: I couldn’t tear my eyes from her. Joan was curled next me, as if she was collapsing in on herself, and I felt the same. Grabbing her hand, I pulled her towards me, and she just held me tighter. Why did I have to break my legs again? The door opened, and Amanda walked in...by herself. Thank god for little miracles. “I’m going to kill Susan by the way. Jen, I didn’t bring any toys, if I had known you’d feel this way, I’d have brought them baby.” That’s when a very audible growl came from Joan. She looked as though she wanted to throttle someone. Well. Amanda, she wanted to throttle Amanda. That only made A laugh. “Calm down, it would’ve helped you too. I promise, actually you’re taking this much worse than Jen.” I sighed. “I took something very long to prevent as many side effects as possible...I didn’t know that could screw up the other party.” Amanda just shrugged. “Well, it’s not like you did this to her intentionally. In fact, Mother Nature is a bitch.” That’s when I felt very sharp teeth at my neck. I winced. She was...marking me...and I really liked it. What the hell??? Amanda’s eyebrows rose. “She really needs you baby, do you think she’d let me help.” I heard Joan snarl, she was far gone. I put my arms around the mess that was on my lap. “It’s going to be okay. We just want to make you feel good, is that okay?” The teeth in my neck seemed to ease, as she unhinged her jaw. A came closer, and I started to unbutton Joan’s jeans. Then pulled them down, and I felt Joan’s hand over mine. She practically pulled it into her underwear...and fuck...she was wet. I felt her clit, protruding. It was longer than I expected...I couldn’t help but wonder if her anatomy was changing too. But that was a conversation after all this. I stroked it, for longer than I care to admit, and she came, once, twice...I lost count. But after my wrist got sore, she collapsed into me. I was even sweatier than before, and was starting to hurt too. A didn’t say much, she just watched quietly, and when Joan fell asleep on me, she put her hand in my pants, and entered me. I groaned, I needed more, so she slipped in another finger. I wasn’t full enough. But...it was okay. She found my clit, and with practiced ease, I came soon after. It was a blur of everything...until it was nothing. Then all that was left was slick. “A”. I felt myself mumble. “Is that what it’s like with Susan, when she needs you?” ”Jen, it’s different for everyone, but when she needs me, it feels like my body is on fire. Like, it’ll swallow me whole, and melt me down. I never knew how to explain it to you.” Her eyes were dead serious, before she kissed my forehead. “But yes, I’m sure the feeling is similar. But I always enjoyed it more when you were there. I don’t know why...I think it’s because, you always were my buffer, even when everything changed, you were still there. “I couldn’t have asked for a better girlfriend.” I think that’s the most normal things that’s been said to me all day. I didn’t know how to take it, so I pulled A in for a kiss, with a groaning Joan on my lap. I just want to remind everyone, my legs feel like shit, yet that was still the best sex I’ve had in months. Could my life be any stranger? A/N: Thanks everyone who left the nice comments previously. Tell me what you think of this one...didn’t plan to write smut, but here we are.

I don’t believe in rubbing our fetish in other people’s faces, but if a neighbor sees, not my problem, especially if I’m in my house. In the backyard, I cover up unless it’s dark out and I’m confident I’m alone. The only way a neighbor could see me in my house is if they’re doing something wrong. Your home is your home. Outside you’re home, your body is still your body. When it comes to strangers, there’s literally no relationship that being caught could alter and no opinion that being caught could change. The only thing you have to fear is fear itself, and family/friends/colleagues finding out. Strangers? Let them keep their eyes and opinions to themselves, and if ever they forget to, remind them, and do it in a way that’s much more embarrassing for them than you. I may not have a medical reason to wear, but if someone were to challenge me, you bet I’d go off on them for failing to mind their own business. Is that wrong? Besides, being a judgmental asshole is something to be ashamed of. Wearing diapers is not. I get this, and I also reject it. Incontinence is not a normal part of aging, for one thing, but more importantly there are people of all ages and abilities that need diapers. If someone looks at me, 30, and sees me wearing and judges me for it, that just shows what a narrow minded prick they are, a jackass who relies on stereotypes and misinformation to form inaccurate, prejudiced, and offensive opinions. Further, I know I can’t be happy without wearing. I didn’t choose to be this way. I’d cure it if I could. ABDL, for those of us who discovered it on our own pre-puberty (I did at age 3), is a neurological fact, not a lifestyle choice. I can’t be happy without diapers, and judging me for it is like judging me for not being able to be happy without my antidepressant.

I was surprised, I knew I would have no problems with wet diapers. I had changed Rachel for the past few weeks since she couldn't see below her belly to fasten the tapes on her diapers. I had somewhat of a metal block of changing the messy ones. I swear the color looked like Princess Stephanie had been eating licorice on the side. They looked green, what she was eating was white, momma's milk and a little formula. How did something that white and pure come out all kinds of funky colors? I learned if I don't look I could change Princess Stephanie messy diapers. If I looked I got the dry heaves. That was at first after a while nothing phased me I guess I went nose blind! I still wasn't Stephanies favorite. I didn't have the spigots that she could feed on. Don't get me wrong a couple of times she latched on to my hairy chest and began sucking. She soon learned dad's hairy chest didn't give her what she was after. One other thing I found funny at night Rachel would get up and change Stephanie's diaper. The thing I found funny was mom's diaper was wetter than the baby's. I got to change mom after the baby was changed. Mom would then get to change dad's wet diaper. I tried to be a supportive husband when Rachel didn't hear the baby because she was so exhausted I answered the call. There were nights I was the exhausted one and Rachel answered the call were I slept through it. About 6 weeks after Stephanie was born we awoke and it was just getting light outside we smiled at each other because we got one full nights sleep without the babies interruption. We considered it a minor miricle!

I play with legos.

So I ended up coming out as an abdl little even performed on stage in tutu, diaper, my onesie, wore Tights n pigtails. I am part of a a organization that does charity work and we do drag shows and cookouts and many other things to to raise money. The bar that we had was originally a leather bar, but everyone is welcome

Go shopping. That may cause some heads to turn, in your direction

I personally dislike it. "Diapers" give me a tingling happy feeling. "Dips" makes me think of french onion and potato chips.

Thank you all for the wonderful replies to the last chapter. I'm currently finishing up the 1st chapter of another diaper dimension story that I plan to release at some point in the future! Chapter 9 A loud crackling noise could be heard in the living room , which came from Alex as she dropped her coffee that shattered the glass cup. She had the look of someone who had just seen a dead body. Many thoughts were rushing through her head as she tried to process a proper response as she looked over at the disturbed little. “How dare you!...YOU BITCHES! I'M...”Before she could finish her response, Tohru picked up Alice and quickly carried her to the backyard. “LET GO OF ME, TOHRU! I'M GONNA MURDER THEM!”Alice continued to scream at the top of her lungs as she slammed her fists in the back of the Amazon's shoulders. “The only thing that's going to be murdered is the tension in the air.” Tohru allowed the redhead to yell to her hearts content. “What the hell is all the noise about?” David stated as he noticed the backyard glass door being opened with two individuals coming through. “Long time no see Tohru! Looks like you got your hands full.” David noticed the sheer rage coming from the little that was being carried. “You have no idea.” Tohru gently placed Alice onto the ground but firmly held the girl by her shoulders to keep her from running back into the house. “Damn it, Tohru! I thought you were on my side!” Alice's face was seething red and her eyes were almost bloodshot. “I am on your side! But you have to realize that our world is different from yours! And there are consequences for a little to be acting like this. So PLEASE! Put your trust in me and let me defuse the situation before something uncontrollable happens.” Tohru put her forehead on Alice's forehead, letting her know that she was thinking her as a equal while trying to cool her down at the same time. “GOD DAMNIT” Alice slammed her first into the ground. She was confident in her strength but in a world filled with individuals that were twice the size of her, she knew that her options were limited and despised her inability to resolve anything herself. “Just breathe slowly and clear your mind... David can you look after Alice? I need to sort things out inside, okay?” Tohru asked as she quickly headed back inside. . “Wow...Looks like things won't be so boring after all.” David then turned his attention to Alice who was looked like she had just ran a marathon. “So....Would you like a bottle of water to cool down with?” David kept his distance, not knowing anything about Alice or what she was dealing with. “Please...”Alice answered, her mouth had never felt so dry after the outburst David opened his outdoor fridge and took out a cold plastic bottle of water and handed it to Alice. He started to notice that she was calming down a bit. “I know it's not my place, but if it will make you feel any better, you can tell me your problem and maybe I can help out as well.” David decided to turn down his gas grill, wanting to focus more of his attention on the guest in his backyard. “Heh...Where do I began... I feel like whenever I take one step forward, I'm always going two steps back somehow.”Alice sighed, the water going down her throat felt like instant bliss as she placed the plastic bottle on a table chair near her. - - - - - - - “HAHA. What's crawled up that little's ass and died up there?” Serena laughed as she started to put her bra back on. Amber didn't respond as she placed a blanket over the two sleeping portal little's as they laid quietly on the couch together. She turned her head to see Tohru back inside, she was walking towards Alex who appeared to be on her phone. “Alex, who are you calling?” Tohru asked with a stern look. “Who do you think? I'm calling the authorities to put that wild girl into a reform school as soon as possible. No little should ever be able talk like that!” Alex stated with anger. “I thought so...” Without warning, Tohru snatched the cell phone from Alex and turned it off. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Alex was startled by Tohru's demeanor. “Let's just calm down and how about we talk about this like rational Amazons.” Tohru turned her attention to her friends. “This should be interesting.” Serena stated as she put her shirt back on and walked towards to where Tohru was. “You have no right to take my phone! Now hand it back!” Alex's tone started to increase in volume. “Alex.... I agree with Tohru. Let's no get ahead of ourselves. We don't know the whole story with that little. Let's have a discussion.” Amber stated as she placed her bra back on, followed by her shirt. “There is no need for a discussion! You all saw and heard for yourselves how that little acted. That type of behavior is unacceptable.” Alex replied with frustration. “Under normal circumstances, I would agree. But I want to hear what Tohru has to say and also about that little's relationship with my adopted daughter. Let's go into David's office and talk this through.” Amber stated as she started to exit the living room “I'm curious as well about that little fireball as well.” Serena snickered as she followed the other two. Alex wanted to object but decided to stay quiet as she followed the trio. - - - - - - - - “Yikes...I honestly don't know how to respond to that...And I'm a lawyer by profession.” David chuckled as he heard a short summary from Alice about her time in the Amazonian dimension. “I just want to go home with my friends...Why does it have to be so damn hard?” Alice looked up at the clear blue sky wishing it would suck her away from the world. “If this was ten years ago. I would be able to provide several options on how to get you home, but since the government regime change, a little has so very few options. The easiest one, is to pay the hundred thousand dollar fee and you would be back home before you knew it.” David stated as he took a sip of his beer. “I don't suppose you have a hundred thousand to spare on you?” Alice asked with a monotone look “I make good money in my line of work but not THAT good. Hehe.” David chuckled. Alice took a small walk towards a outdoor pool near the edge of the backyard. David followed shortly behind. “I know your current predicament isn't pretty...But let me tell you that you are truly a lucky one.” David stated as he took a seat near Alice so they were nearly at the same eye level. “How so?” Alice started to feel depressed as she looked at her reflection in the water. “Tohru...She's a one in a kind, type of Amazon. A very down to earth type of person. Always putting others first before herself... And a damn good martial artist as well.” David stated. “I know...Without her..I honestly don't want to think of what could have happened to me.” Alice began to think of the multiple times that Tohru had helped her out of a situation beyond her control. “Just be thankful that you got yourself adopted by her. There is no other woman truly like her.” David finished his beer and started to stand on his feet. “I....I haven't been adopted by her...”Alice felt awkward when she spouted out that sentence. David turned his head in shock and worry as he looked over at Alice. “In my personal opinion, you should get on that as soon as possible.” David stated with a serious tone. “How's that?” Alice asked as she walked past the pool. “It's not just for your sake, but for Tohru's as well.. If the authorities where to find out, with proof that if she was concealing you ,without getting you registered and chipped, you would end up in a reform school and Tohru could possibly end up seeing some jail time because of it.” David replied Alice looked up at the Amazon with utter shock and guilt. “Great...apparently I'm unknowingly getting Tohru in trouble. This is such a load of crap!” Alice stated in her mind. - - - - - - - - “And there you have it....Any questions?” Tohru finished her explanation about Alice's outburst and circumstances to being in their dimension. There was a moment of silence as the three Amazonian woman took in the information. “It doesn't change the fact that she is still technically a lost little. How could you be so reckless, Tohru?” Serena asked with concern. “I'm respecting her individuality. You may not agree but I'm perfectly fine with it.” Tohru responded with a sigh. Tohru...With all due respect, that is illegal. If the authorities had actually taken my call and rushed over, you would most likely be in hand cuffs by now.” Alex stated as she held out her hand, wanting her phone back. Tohru handed it back without discussion. “Tohru...I understand your personal reasons for not wanting to adopt her but if you don't, she going to eventually end up in a adoption facility or even worse..In a reform school.” Amber felt guilty for putting her friend on the notice. “Or I could adopt her!...Oh wait...I can't adopt another little until next month...Stupid laws.” Serena chuckled to herself “I will adopt her.” Alex stated in a firm and serious tone which caught Tohru by surprise. “Are you really serious, Alex? Amber asked. “I'm dead serious...However, I would put the adoption on a temporary hold because I would send her to a reform school for two weeks, just enough time to teach the girl, her true place in our world.” Alex stated as she crossed her arms together. “How could you do such a thing?” Tohru replied with disgust. “There is no way I would want to adopt a little that currently acts like that. After a couple weeks in the school and she will be as innocent as a newborn baby.” Alex stated with a smirk. Tohru did her best to control the anger that was boiling up in her body. “Looks like we got everything in order. I don't know about you guys, but I'm getting hungry! You think David is done cooking the food?” Serena asked as she exited the office. “I've got a special serum that will temporarily regress Alice, long enough so she will be complacent until I drop her off at the school by tomorrow morning.” Alex headed exited to retrieve the item. Amber could see the unbridled rage within Tohru as the two Amazons were about to exit David's office. “Tohru...There is still time...I know that you have gone through a lot...With what happened three years ago and...”Amber was interrupted as Tohru spoke above her. “STOP!...Please just stop. I've already left that part of myself behind. I just want to move forward with my life.” Tohru exited the room with Amber following quietly behind her. “That's fine and all but are you alright with having that Alice girl being adopted by Alex? You seem rather close to her.” Amber stated with a worried tone. “...I don't know...If Alice were to ask to be adopted...Perhaps I would...”Tohru was interrupted as Amber slapped her friend on the back of her head. “Just hurry up and tell that little that you will adopt her. If she declines then Alex will adopt her whether she likes it or not. The choice isn't her's...However you have the choice to decide how the rest of her life is going to be like!” The words coming from Amber's mouth stung Tohru's self confidence. A huge decision was weighing on her shoulders, something she wasn't prepared for. - - - - - - - “What's this? You have only just started?” Serena asked as she came outside to the backyard to see David still working on the grill. “I know your a glutton but learn the art of patience.” David stated as he focused on seasoning the meat. “I know! You were being distracted by this cute portal little?” Serena walked closer to where Alice was. The young girl stood her ground. Her body was shaking, not from fear but from the anger that she was trying to hold in. “What the hell do you want?” Alice could see the smug yet satisfying look on Serena's face as their eyes met. “You were one of the little's that managed to escape from the gas station a few nights ago. I've gotta hand it to you, most of your kind would have been caught by now. However, your days independence are finally over.” Serena stated with a smile that caused Alice's temper to rise. “And what exactly does that mean.” Alice clinched her hand into a fist, preparing herself. “You will find out soon enough, hehe.” Serena bent her knees so that she was within eye level of the little. Alice didn't like where the conversation was headed and she soon started to think about ways of escaping. “And as for your friend Jessie, you don't have to worry about her. I'm taking care of all her needs. Her life is in much better hands with her mommy.” Serena stated. “She already has a mom and it's definitely not you!” Alice's tone of voice started to rise, she was at her breaking point. “Not anymore...But don't feel to bad. I'm sure you will soon be spending much more time with her, if you know what I mean.” Serena stated with a mischievous chuckle. Alex entered the backyard with a syringe in hand as she listened in on the conversation. “Jessie will be my baby girl...FOREVER! HAHAHA.” David couldn't believe at how blatantly immature that Serena was acting to Alice as he looked on. Alice knew that the Amazon was just toying with her to get a reaction, but after Serena stuck her tongue out in her face, she couldn't' hold back any longer as she swiftly and quickly uppercutted the Amazon woman in the face with her right fist, knocking Serena out cold while her tongue was still hanging out of her mouth. “That was a brilliant punch!” David whistled while clapping his hands as he looked on with a impressed expression. “DAVID! HOW COULD YOU SUPPORT THAT! THIS IS JUST WRONG!” Alex stated as she walked over to where her husband was. “It's the first time I've ever seen a little knock out a Amazon and to be able to do it with one punch...That is nothing short of impressive! Besides, Serena kinda deserved it.” David stated as he started to focus his attention on the grill. “It doesn't matter. If we are going to adopt this troublemaker, proper steps are required.” David looked over to see his wife holding a syringe and immediately knew her attentions. “Shouldn't we be discussing this before taking action? David asked, trying to calm his wife down. “We will, once I'm done here.” A few drops spurted out of the syringe as Alex cautiously walked over to where Alice was. “You come any closer with that and you will regret it.” Alice stated as she took a defensive stance. “If you continue to resist, the only one that is going to be regretting anything, will be you!” Alex wanted to get closer but after seeing what Alice was capable of, she took her time. Tohru and Amber entered the backyard and quickly assessed the situation. “Oh shit!” Tohru stated in her mind as she quickly ran towards to where Alice was. “What the heck just happened, David?” Amber asked as she looked over at the unconscious Serena. “Don't worry too much. Serena was teasing the poor girl and the little decided to smack some sense into her.” David stated as he watched on. “That little girl managed to knock out Serena, of all people? That's incredible!” Amber stated with amazement. “I know..Right!?” David responded with a chuckle. “Please, just STOP this now!” Tohru was able to get between the Amazon and the little. “Out of the way, Tohru! I need to teach this little a lesson in humility.” Alex responded. “Let's just talk this out! Okay!” Tohru stated “There is nothing to discuss at this point. It's already been decided that I would adopt this little. You don't have any say on this.” Alex stated as she tried to get around Tohru. “What the fuck are you talking about!? No one is doing any type of adoption crap on me!” Alice backed up a few feet as she started to scout the area. “If you don't want to be adopted by me, that's fine, I'll just call the authorities and have your sassy mouth put into a reform school until you are ready for an adoption facility.” Alex took her phone out to show how serious she was. “Just wait a moment!” Tohru stated as she walked over and knelt down onto one knee to speak clearly to the red headed little. “Tohru, what the fuck!? That woman is a god damn psycho. Get me the hell out of here!” Alice kept her focus on the syringe in the Amazon's hand. “Please just listen to me for a moment if you value your freedom.” Tohru stated as she placed both of her hands on Alice's shoulders. The red head knew that at that moment that she could not negotiate her way out of the situation. “We can't change was has already occurred, that's a fact, however you still have a way out of this.” Tohru could feel her stomach begin to tighten up as she spoke up. “I...I would like to adopt you....I know that word sounds taboo but please hear me out... Just because I would be adopting you doesn't mean that I would end up putting you in diapers and treating you like a baby. The only difference is that I would officially be your adoptive parent. Nothing would change between the two of us, that I can promise you. If you still decline...I won't object but your current way of living will not continue, I'm sure you understand what that means.” Alice knew what Tohru meant and she also knew that she screwed up big time by cussing up a storm when she saw how her friends were being handled. “So it's come to this...Great.” Alice hated her options but knew that it wasn't all for nothing. “I'll only allow you to adopt this disobedient girl on three conditions, Tohru.” Alex stated as she stood only a few feet away from them. “And...What are they?” Tohru asked “First, I'll be the one the to register and implant the tracking chip onto her. This is will all be done tomorrow morning at my office. Second, she will be put on the little's prohibition program, so if she misbehaves out in public, she will be detained without question and placed into a reform school for future evaluation. And finally, third. If your little show's any proof that she has had a accident, she will be placed into diapers permanently and that includes the proper attire for a little such as dresses, onesies, and sleepers.” Alex stated with a serious tone in her voice. “You have got to be kidding.”Alice was disgusted by the Amazon's ultimatum. “If you disagree, then by all means, go ahead. But your not going to get such a offer from any other doctor, given the circumstances. “ Alex crossed her arms, waiting for a response. “It's....A deal.”Tohru stated as she stood up on both her feet. Alice could do nothing except stay silent. “I'm glad that we could sort this out in a efficient way. Understand, Tohru..I'm only doing this your sake, not for that little's.” Alex turned her head to see Alice's frustrated expression. “Thanks...You think you could put away that syringe?” Tohru asked while keeping Alice behind her. “I will. Keep it mind that I'll have it with me tomorrow if things take a turn for the worse.” Alex looked over at Alice, letting her know that she was on thin ice as she turned her direction to exit the backyard. David gave his wife a thumbs up, proud of how she handled the situation. She nodded her head as she left. “Looks like your lucky streak is going to continue” Tohru stated as she patted Alice's shoulder. “I certainly don't feel lucky.” Alice sighed as she pondered what was going to happen next. Amber walked over to where the two were, wanting to clear up a few things with the young girl. “Idiot.” Amber chuckled as she looked at Serena's dumb expression as she laid unconscious. “Was this your work?” Tohru asked as she picked up her Amazonian friend. “Ugh...Ya.” Alice stated, uncertain on how Tohru would respond to it. “Serena has a habit of speaking before thinking, kinda like you.” Tohru winked at the little as she exited the backyard, bringing her friend inside and placing her on a recliner in the living room. “You are quite the special little to be able to knock out a Amazon. I'm sure once Serena wakes up that she will want revenge. I'll be sure to keep her temper in check.” Amber stated as she kneeled down so she was face to face with the girl. Alice could feel a more positive vibe coming from the Amazon but she still kept her guard up. “What you saw earlier... While it may seem unnatural to you, given that you come from a different dimension where our kind isn't around. I just want to let you know that it doesn't have any negative side effects with the exception of some temporary mental and physical regression, For example our milk provides plenty of nutrients and provides immunity from a majority of diseases that could be harmful to your kind.” Amber kept her tone very soft and gentle as she spoke. “I know what you are trying to say but it doesn't change the fact that you are holding Aura against her will.” Alice interjected. “If I were to allow her to leave my side, she would be immediately adopted by another Amazon and I doubt the next Amazon would be as forthcoming as I am.” Amber replied as she defended her reasoning. Alice wanted to argue against the fact but could not find a proper response that would have made logical sense. “You could at least treat her like a grown adult! Why the hell do you have to baby my friend, that's freaking weird!” Alice asked. “Because it's as normal as breathing in the air. We Amazons have a unique affection to your kind, especially for us females. The majority of our kind, don't want to harm little's, we just want to show them, the love and affection we feel in the most natural way.” Amber stated “Natural is not the definition I would describe.” Alice stated as she remembered all the incidents with the other Amazons that she had met in the dimension so far. “For instance. If I had my way, I would spank and put you into a diaper for the way you have acted so far...But I'm not going too.” Amber stated with a serious tone. “Why's that? Is it because you clearly saw how terrifying I am? Alice smirked as she cracked her knuckles. “It's because I respect Tohru and her unique relationship with you. So I feel that it would be wrong of me to get in the way of it. She is probably the only Amazon around that would give someone like you such leeway.” Amber replied as she got back onto her feet. Alice knew that compared to all the other Amazons, that Tohru was the only one that treated her like a equal and she was curious to the reason behind it all. “Do not take Tohru's friendship lightly. She is a wonderful person and If I found out that you are taking advantage of her, I will won't be as kind as I am now.” Amber turned her attention to David as she walked over to see the progress of the barbecue. Alice felt terrible for all the wrong reasons. She believed that she was the victim and that the Amazons were the aggressors but her motivation to save her friends today, had just diminished after her small chat with Amber. “What a shit show.” Alice mumbled to herself as she walked back inside the house. “Things could have gone worse...A lot worse!” Tohru stated in her mind as she opened the fridge to grab herself a bottle of water and walked back into the living room to see Alice entering the area. There was a brief moment of eye contact between the two as Alice walked over where her friends were. “They look so peaceful but that's all artificial!” Alice clinched her fists as she watched Aura and Jessie slumber with there heads side by side as they sat on the couch with a blanket covering the two. Alice pulled herself on the couch as she tried to wake up her friends by pulling on there ears and poking them. Aura simply put her thumb into her mouth as drool began to come out. “Jesus, Aura.” Alice was disgusted with how babyish her friend looked as she continued to suck on her thumb. “Okay, no more mister nice guy.” Alice gently slapped Jessie's face, satisfied to see her eyes begin to open. “Wakey wakey dumbass!” Alice stated in a playful tone. Jessie's eyes met with Alice's, the blonde haired little slowly opened her mouth. Alice was looking forward to hearing a snide remark from her friend. “MAMA!!!” Jessie screamed at the top of her lungs as she started to bawl like baby. The sudden shock of seeing her friend cry out, caused Alice to fall off the couch. Tohru went over to help Alice onto her feet. Serena immediately opened her eyes and quickly rushed herself over to her baby girl. “OH! It's okay my darling. Did the evil redhead try to scare you...It's okay, mama's here for you now!” Serena gently cradled Jessie in her arms as she glared at Alice. Alice was speechless at what she was witnessing. Tohru stood in front of her to make sure the situation didn't escalate any further. Serena pulled out a pacifier from her pocket and placed it in the girl's mouth which helped calm her down a bit. “Why is that little still able to walk and talk?” Serena stated in a aggressive tone. “Because it was decided that I would adopt her.”Tohru explained. “Then you better teach that little to respect her superiors otherwise she will be in a world of hurt.” Serena headed exited the living room while holding Jessie firmly in her arms. “Serena...She's a good person...Once you get to know her.” Tohru tried her best to diffuse the tension in the air. “This is like a nightmare.” Alice stated as she hopped on the end of the couch as she looked over at Amber who was still asleep. “Listen...When we get back to my house, I want to go over something...It maybe your best and only chance to escape this dimension. Until then, I need you to be on your best behavior while we are here, no more outbursts, okay?” Tohru asked. Alice sighed as she rested on the couch. Tohru decided to head back outside to check on things with her friends. After spending a half hour resting her eyes, Alice heard someone walking up to her. “Oh it's you. What do you want?” Alice asked with a straight face as she looked at Kyle and the Amazon toddler that was next to her. “Don't get too excited to see me.” Kyle stated with sarcasm. “A new baby friend!” Crystal was filled with joy as she looked at Alice. Alice didn't look amused as she looked at the toddler. “This is Crystal, she is Alex and David's daughter. Crystal this is Alice, she is.” Kyle was cutoff as Crystal spoke above him. “A BABY! Who's your mommy, baby?” Crystal giggled while Kyle forcefully tried to laugh it off. “I'm really not in the mood for small talk. So what do you want?” Alice asked. “I was surprised to see you with Tohru, I could have swore that you have ended up in a adoption facility after you ran off the other night. I'm glad to see you are doing alright. So I'm guessing that she has adopted you and you are okay with it?” Kyle asked “Starting tomorrow, I'm going to be officially adopted and no I'm far from okay with it.” Alice could feel the depression from just saying that. “Look on the bright side...It could be worse!” Kyle tried to keep the conversation in a positive matter. “True...I could be in diapers like you two.” Alice wanted to leave, she felt that she wouldn't be able to accomplish anything at this point. “I wear no diapy's. Ima big girl!” Crystal pulled down her pants to show her pull ups. “Diapers are not as terrible as you think...In fact they are quite comfy. Crystal, wanna go outside and check out the pool?” Kyle asked. Crystal waved her hands in the air as she agreed as she pulled up her pants and they both exited the living room. “God...Why the fuck did you create this world?”Alice thought as she hopped off the couch and began to stretch her legs. Before the little had the time to stretch out her arms, she could hear Aura begin to whimper, which soon turned into a bawling sound. Alice couldn't believe that she was witnessing her quiet and introverted friend, crying out like a newborn infant. “This is just wrong.” Alice thought as she saw Amber enter the living room and quickly scooped up her friend in her arms. , “Looks like I got a wet girl here. It's okay princess, I'll get you all cleaned up. “Amber placed Aura onto the floor as she began to unbutton her onesie. “Would you like to help me, Alice?” Amber asked as she started to remove Aura's used diaper and take a spare one from her purse. “And scar myself for life...No thanks” Alice started to head for the exit while Amber cooed at her baby girl. - - - - - - - “So Master Kanna is still all religious like? I wonder what her daughter, Kira thinks about it.” David stated as he finished placing the barbecue chicken onto several plates. “I have no idea, after all , I haven't talked to Kira in several months. Last I heard was that she had acquired a little of her own and she is training her for one of the local martial arts tournaments. We never really did get along even after we both retired from profession.” Tohru stated as she took a sip of her beer. “That makes sense. She was never able to defeat you before you called it quits. I'm sure she still holds a petty grudge against you. David stated as his wife began to place some silverware onto a picnic table on the opposite side of the pool. “Serena can you please take out the playpen from the tool shed over there?” Alex asked as she started to head back inside into the kitchen. “Now you be good and don't wander off to far!” Serena stated in a babyish tone in her voice as she placed her little on the grass as she went to retrieve the item in question. Jessie simply nodded her head as she startled to crawl around the area, her mind was regressed to the point of a two year old. Alice passed by Alex as she entered the backyard, keeping her guard up against the Amazon as she walked to where Tohru was. “So how was your reunion with your buddies?” Tohru asked as she finished off her beer. “It was like talking to a wall.” Alice replied. “Oh...It was that bad? Makes sense. Breast milk is not a permanent form of regression, they should be self aware in a little bit.” Tohru stated. “How long is a little bit?” Alice asked. “Hey, Serena, how long did it take for your little to recover from her regressed mindset, last time?” Tohru asked. “It really varies. But I would give her at least another four hours at minimum before she's back to normal.” Serena replied as she finished setting up the playpen. “In that case, can we get the hell out of here? I can't accomplish much if my friends minds are turned into mush.” Alice stated as she stayed close to Tohru. “We will after we have our lunch, I promise!” Tohru ruffled Alice's hair which did nothing to relieve the little's anxiety. Alice walked over to where Jessie was and sat down next to her. She watched her friend just mindlessly crawl and roll around the area as if she didn't have a care in the world. “Are you seriously unable to understand me?” Alice pushed her finger on Jessie's nose, hoping for a mature response. The only thing that happened was that Jessie used her left hand to grab hold of Alice's finger. She pulled on it while smiling and drooling at the same time. “If this were not so depressing, I would record this, to use as blackmail against her in the future.”Alice stated as she sighed to herself. “Looks like lunch is almost ready!” Amber entered the backyard while carrying Aura on her shoulder. “Crystal, Kyle, food is ready! Come on over!” Alex clapped her hands to get the attention of the two as they walked over to to where she was. Alex placed a large bowl filled with cheese crackers in the middle of the playpen. “Alice watched as Aura was put into the playpen while Kyle and Crystal were helped by Alex. “Now's let get you two in there as well.” Serena stated as she picked up Jessie with her left hand and Alice with her right and placed both of them over her shoulder. “What the fuck! Put me down!” Alice yelled out. “Go ahead and resist. It will make it easier to put you into a reform school if you do.” Alice knew that if she started another altercation, that her chances of escaping would never see the light of day. So the little bit her lip as she was carried and then soon after, lowered into the playpen with her friends. “Now drink your ba ba's like good little babies.” Serena pinched Alice's cheek which caused her face to blush immensely. “But I not a baby!” Crystal stated in her defense. “You are not, unlike a certain someone.” Alex replied as she looked over at Alice. As the two Amazons left, Alice quickly noticed that the playpen was around seven feet high, far too high for her to get out and the overwhelming smell of baby powder was all too apparent for her as she looked over at Aura. “This is bullshit.” Alice stated silently to herself. She watched as her two friends took the bottles that were next to them and placed them into there mouths without a seconds notice. “Instead of fighting this and being miserable, I think you should take the time to embrace what you have and relax.” Kyle responded as he put his hand into the bowl at the center of the playpen and took out a cheese cracker to nibble on. “Unlike you, I don't have any intention of embracing this nonsense. I'm going to find away to get me and my friends our of here and...” Alice was cutoff as Crystal forced a baby bottle into Alice's mouth. “Dwink up baby!” Crystal then began to focus on her bottle as she sucked down the liquid. Alice quickly spat out the bottle as she was at her wits end. “I've just got to bare with it!.... Tohru told me that she may have a way to get me the freak out of here! JUST BARE WITH IT!” Alice kept telling herself that as she watched the three little's and the Amazon toddler suckle down there bottles while she remained silent. - - - - - - - - “This is some damn good barbecue, you have outdone yourself, David!” Tohru stated as she took another bite out of the chicken. “I made sure to not overdo the seasoning and keep the meat tender and not overcook it.”David looked over at Amber to see her satisfying smirk. “I've got to say Tohru...I'm so proud that you have decided to adopt a little at last. I was a bit worried that you would never commit to it.” Serena stated as she took a spoon and placed some gravy over the chicken. “Speaking of the adoption, I've already setup a appointment to have your little looked at by nine in the morning, don't be late.” Alex stated as she took a sip of her water. “I know...I know... You don't need to beat me over the head with it.” Tohru replied. “So...What's your long term plan for Alice?”Amber asked as she took a bite out of her food. “Well... The end goal is to help get her back to her dimension. I've got a idea up my sleeve, but it's up to Alice to pull it off.” Tohru responded as she opened up another can of beer for herself. “Are you serious!? You finally decide to adopt a little, only to end up allowing her to go back to her dimension! That's so foolish!” Serena stated as she slammed her hands on the table. “It's not your problem, so don't make it look like one.” Tohru responded. “You are making it my problem! I've been hoping for the longest time that you would be able to adopt someone that could bring you the happiness you deserve....But to hear this, it just breaks my heart!” Serena stated. “I'm perfectly fine with this arrangement, as long as you will keep your word, Alex.” Tohru looked over at the Amazonian doctor. “I most certainly will...Whatever happens to that little afterwords is entirely on how she behaves.” Alex replied. “I'm not one to judge but if this what makes you happy Tohru, I will stand by you all the way.” Amber stated as she took another bite of her chicken. “I don't suppose that you two have any intention of giving Alice's friends back to her.”Tohru asked. “Hell no!” Both Serena and Amber replied the word in sync. David chuckled to himself as he listened in. After forty minutes of conversing, Tohru decided it was time to head out. “Do you really have to leave? We were planning on having a movie night.” Alex asked “I've got a obligation to Alice, besides I'm sure the movie isn't friendly to a little's mindset. “Not exactly but I think it would help ease that girl's anxiety and attitude.” Alex responded “Thanks for the offer but I'm just going to head home and chill for a bit.” Tohru stated as she stood on her feet. “You need any spare diapers for your girl?” Serena asked. “She's potty trained, so there is no need.” Tohru stated “If you were to breast feed her, that would not be the case.” Serena giggled as she spoke. “Give it a rest, Serena. So, what about clothing for Alice? How are you going to manage that?” Amber asked. “ Thanks to Leo, I was able to get some clothes for Alice.” Tohru stated “Leo?...That tree hugging hippy? You still hang out with him?” Serena asked. Tohru nodded her head as she started to head towards the playpen and waved her goodbyes. “So Aura, how's life been treating you?” Alice knew she would not get a proper response as she looked over at her friend as she was laying on her back while sucking down the juice in her bottle. Alice could feel her eyelids grow heavier due to the sheer boredom she was experiencing but made sure that she didn't actually fall asleep in enemy territory. “How are you holding up? Tohru looked down to see Alice sitting motionless while the others were playing with stuffed animals and or still sucking on their bottles in the playpen. “I've never had SO much fun in my entire life!” Tohru could hear the sarcastic tone in Alice's voice as she helped her out of the playpen. “I can clearly see that! Unfortunately it's time for us to head back home” Tohru responded as she allowed Alice to walk on her two feet.. “Thank GOD!” Alice breathed a sigh of relief as she was glad to finally leave. “AWICE!” The redhead heard her named called in gibberish as she turned her attention back to the playpen to see Jessie standing her two feet as she was looking directly at her. “Jessie! Can you understand me?”Alice rushed over to her longtime friend. “We goes home?” Alice could barely understand what Jessie was saying but knew enough as she looked into her friends eyes. “I promise you that I'll do whatever I can to get you out of this hell hole. Just hang in there! You too Aura!” Alice stated as she looked over at her other friend who was oblivious to everything around her. “I...Potty.” Alice didn't know what Jessie said but she quickly sniffed the air to smell foul odor coming from her. “I can't believe it.” Alice replied as she took a few steps back after finding out that her friend had just defecated herself. “Hey Serena! Your baby girl needs a change!” Tohru yelled out to her friend. “Can we seriously go now!” Alice felt sick to her stomach as she turned her attention to the exit. “Understood, thanks for hanging in there.” Tohru patted Alice on her back as they headed for the car. “Did my wittle one, leave mommy a present...YES...YES you did!” Serena inspected the little's diaper as she placed her on the grass to begin the process of changing her diaper. Jessie smiled back as her caretaker began to tickle her feet. - - - - - - The ride back to Tohru's house was a quiet one at least for Alice. She knew her chances of rescuing her friends were slim but she held out the chance that she could convince the Amazons of there wrong doing... It didn't turn out well out at all. “We certainly lucked out with Alex's help” Tohru stated as she put her car in park inside her garage. “How the hell did she help us?”Alice asked as she waited for Tohru to unbuckle her from the booster seat. “Most Amazonian doctors that register your kind have a mandatory requirement that all little's are to remain permanently diapered in order to qualify for registration, that's one one of the reasons that I held off from doing it.” Tohru stated as she helped Alice out of her booster seat and out of the car. “It still doesn't change the fact that Alex along, with that Serena person are assholes.” Alice entered the house as she quickly took a seat on the couch, pondering her next course of action. “I told you that Alex and Serena were not as forgiving as I. So what was your opinion on Amber and David? Tohru asked as she removed her shoes and took a seat on her recliner. “That David guy seems pretty cool, kind of like you, in a way...Amber, despite what she has done with Aura...She seems nice enough.” Alice replied. “That's good to hear. Hold on a moment, I'll be back with something.” Alice wondered what Tohru was up too as she left the room for a few minutes. “I wonder if my parents are freaking out, given how long I've been gone for?....NAH. They are too busy being married to their damn jobs.” Alice thought as she looked up at the ceiling for a second. “I'm back! And I've got something for you...Try it on.” Tohru stated as she came back wearing a martial arts gi that was colored white all over with a black belt. Alice looked over the gi to see that it matched similar to Tohru's. “What's this all about?” The redhead asked. “Alice, do you have any experience in martial arts? Tohru asked as she took a seat near her. “Kind of. I've got some decent experience in taekwondo. Have you heard of it?”Alice asked as she started to undress. “That's perfect, which means that you are already one step closer to finding your way back to your dimension!” Tohru stated with excitement. Alice looked at the Amazon, puzzled and curious as to what the heck she was talking about. Tohru, on the other hand seemed to have a plan that that she was confident about while she smiled at her little.

Part 9 The outcry had been enormous, mainly negative but some very positive. The media in general hated the fact that the instigators of this controversial programme were nowhere to be found so had aimed their collective venom at the network. Meanwhile, everyone who witnessed the show was left in a quandary as to whether everything they saw was true. The spin in the newspapers was that it was just a gigantic hoax and special effects; though a large proportion of viewers across the globe were left spellbound and wanting more. Everyone knew that there were enough visual tricks; green screen, back projection and a host of other techniques used on many other programmes, to make people question the show’s authenticity. Even having Sir Trevor endorsing what happened was not enough, nor was the surprise arrival of Dolly. The show, like it always had, created more questions than it answered and quite a number of those questions the-powers-that-be didn’t want to acknowledge never mind answer. Things had changed at ITV. The Chairman had, after a nasty vitriolic campaign by some areas of the media, fallen on his sword and resigned. The network’s Commissioning Editor had also been called out and had done the same. The mood within the company’s hallowed walls was one of suspicion and regret. However, the word was out that whoever took over the reins, one thing they were certain would be the top of their list for action - Manifestation would be axed. It was just too controversial to handle. # The tranquillity of the mountain retreat had been most calming and just what Shagufta had needed to replenish her internal batteries. Such was the wonderful pure peace the place offered that she’d slipped into the mental void and embraced a different part of her spirit. No radios, televisions or phones could receive signals; the place relied on its twice weekly delivery of goods and guests for information and any possible return to ‘civilization’. The problem for the ‘Nightmare Ninja’ was that after the two weeks, she began to feel restless. It was if she was mentally being called back to the UK but, and this was a surprise to even her, she had found something here, high up in the mountains that she desperately wanted to pursue. Unfortunately for Shagufta, the edginess in her thoughts began to intrude to such an extent her return was inevitable. That abstract, though demanding call was just too fierce to ignore. # With the restoration of the crew seemingly underway, Steve had to take note regarding the strange closedown of ITV for an hour, which just so happened to coincide with the planned transmission time of his recorded interview. This incident had taken him by surprise and the description of the ‘fog’ had, as usual, left more questions than answers. Now he knew the when... yet the why’s and how’s just didn’t add up. This was something that, as far as he knew, hadn’t been instigated by him. Surely he couldn’t have triggered such a calamitous incident – could he? It wasn’t like he didn’t want the programme transmitted – did he? Steve had been in Stephan mode on the day of the interview and, if truth was told, resented that ITV had put him in such a position. That having been said, he liked Sir Trevor and thought his questions were astute but none aggressive. Did the sudden presence of Dolly have anything to do with any of it? At the time he was grateful for her sudden arrival giving his argument a timely boost but, and this had been churning up inside, he wanted desperately to protect this small, delicate, sadly abused little girl though didn’t know how. He agonized that her appearance would cause more problems than she solved. # In their post sex discussion, as Ian and Steve lovingly cleaned and fitted each other snuggly into their protection, they’d agreed that Tom’s offer was too good to turn down. As each delicate wipe, tenderly smeared dollop of lotion, affectionately applied new super soaker cotton nappy adoringly pinned into place and the silky smooth superior innovative rubber pants slid amorously into position, they agreed that Netflix was their next move. Nevertheless, from the start the production team ethos had been all had to agree before anything was set in stone. Conversely, there was absolutely nothing about the offer that either could see didn’t benefit, and to a certain degree advance, what they were already doing. The idea of being played in a fictional/factual version of themselves by actors was quite an exciting project. Although in a moment that Dolly would have been proud of, Steve suggested that perhaps a cartoon version of them might be more acceptable... “Think what it did for the careers of Scooby-Doo and the Mystery Machine?” He said with a chuckle, whilst at the same time acknowledging the piss-take of him on It Just So Happens. # Although news of the changes to ITVs hierarchy hadn’t yet filtered down to the team a new, vigorous Stephan St Maarten appeared at the edit suit keen to move to the next stage. Shagufta had yet to return from India but Oskar, steady and reliable Oskar, was excited about telling his colleagues what the new tech could do... or to be more exact, he hoped what his untried tech might do. He’d tested it at the castle and it seemed to work OK but, he had only used it on a very narrow parameter, one bodycam chip, so still wasn’t sure of the overall effect. What he didn’t tell them was the obsession back at the castle, which had driven him to design and make a piece of equipment he wasn’t sure was possible. He’d tinkered with many electronics in his time and designed quite a few of those used on the show, however, this was different. It was as if he was being driven to achieve a particular end, which he justified to himself as the need to explore the truth of paranormal phenomena... worldwide. # Oskar came from a long line of influential German aristocrats. His father was a huge voice in the Bundestag, as were his brother and sister, whilst his mother was Chair of an Overseas Charity. His home, a castle his family had lived in going back more than ten generations, was a place of dignified elegance and huge historical importance. However, the young Oskar had no interest in politics and carved out his own career, leaving the family business to strike out on his own terms. His ability to immerse himself in the technical world and absorb its many complex theories had led him away from home and a place at a UK University where he befriended Shagufta and eventually became a member of the Manifestation team. It was Shagufta who had sold the idea of the clever German using his skills on this new innovative and controversial project. Once it was underway he was hooked on the possibilities and loved each new mix of science/technical/electronic/industrial development he helped create. His scepticism about the paranormal just one of the many things that took a beating, whilst being responsible for all the tech back-up a show like Manifestation needed. The weird and wonderful came to him. The last two weeks at the castle had seen him driven to elaborate the systems the team had been working with. He had no idea where the idea for RIIG came from but he knew there was a reason as he worked ceaselessly day and night trying to perfect something he wasn’t even sure was possible. What had been strange though was that as he worked he had the feeling that someone, or something, was observing his every move; perhaps even emboldening the intensity of the work. After everything he’d experienced since he signed up to the team, paranoia was not one of them... and yet...? There was one other thing that he wouldn’t admit to. He knew Steve and Ian wore protection most of the time, although he put it down to need not preference. But, whilst he was working diligently and almost nonstop on the piece of tech, he’d pissed his pants on too many occasions and developed a requirement for his own protective ‘windel’. As with all German products it was efficient, well-made and extremely absorbent so found he didn’t have to change too often, which made work time more effective? # Oskar was still weary of this bald guy. He knew it was Steve yet the dramatic change had been a scary revelation. However, that same bald guy now sat in the editor’s chair was no longer the broken and drained person he last saw just a couple of weeks ago. Steve was brimming with fun and confidence. It would appear that a visit from a Hollywood Superstar, and a prolonged sex session, had given just the right rejuvenating elements needed to get him back to his more effervescent self. For the past couple of days, as he’d had talks with his publisher and caught up with the news... his ‘little’ side, his Dolly side, had remained locked away. Apart from his occasional wet nappy, it was the adult Steve (and Stephan when he needed to be) that was now in charge. However, mulling over just what the next move would be Steve wriggled contentedly in the crinkly protection he knew was probably unnoticeable under the new loose fitting casual look he’d adopted. Since they’d returned from their brief exile he’d found a more grown-up comfort in his nappy. He was relaxed, he was excited, he had direction but, and this took him completely by surprise, the occasional jet of renegade pee that occasionally spurted into the thirsty new fabric, sent a shiver of trepidation up his spine. # The clamour for interviews from the media were all knocked back much to the annoyance of various moguls who thought they could just click their corporate fingers and they’d get what they wanted - Stephan was at no one’s beck and call. There was something else that he was glad to put into place. On Tom’s visit the star had intimated that the team should be ahead of the game when it came to publicity, promotion and interviews. Suggesting that they set up their own ‘publicity centre’ where they could get information and argument out before other areas of the media had chance to react. Steve and Ian had accepted the offer of Tom’s own specialist team of Bloggers, Super Bloggers, Vloggers and Intel-hackers; after all, they’d been able to track the two down when no one else had been able to do so. That teams job was simple - to keep several steps ahead of any media giant intent on causing trouble. It was as if the Hollywood Superstar already had an idea that a fan and shit were soon to become well acquainted. # With Shagufta still not making an appearance as yet, Oskar was brought up to date with the Netflix offer. He agreed it sounded a fantastic opportunity but begged Steve not to allow some offensive German caricature to play his part. They then spent quite some time laughing and theorising about who might play them all and how Hollywood would emphasise their idiosyncrasies. This was like the ‘good old days’ when, at the very beginning of the shows run several years earlier, they’d been able to laugh at what they were aiming to do. In those initial days none of them actually believed in ghosts or any kind of paranormal existence. They’d argue in ignorance about what they might find or what they’d have to conjure up to get the story over. However, the laughter and mockery of the subject came to an abrupt end with the appearance of the Green Lady. The rules had suddenly changed; the ridicule stopped and a respect for each story became the only way to go to make their ideas for the programme work. Stephan had been first to come up with a new concept for engaging the subject and it had been the enigmatic smile and perceived encouragement from the Green Lady that had led him to assume his character and that approach. He added a mixture of curiosity, humour, self-effacement, facts and astonishment, which gave the show its undeniable edge. # The backlash began with Good Morning where the show’s production team had done a simple mock up to show how easy, via camera manipulation and super-imposing a ‘spirit’ could simply be manufactured ‘on demand’. Of course this was nothing like what had happened on any of the Manifestation shows but it was specifically done to put doubt into people’s minds. ITV were trying desperately to claw back some support from those calling for the closure of the network. Some newspapers pounced on this ‘proof’ and began even more to ridicule and call the Manifestation team ‘...heartless conmen’. Sighting the fact that none of those involved had the temerity to face the public and explain themselves. Tom’s team of ‘specialist hacksters’ were quickly on the case and turned the argument back on the shady political dealings of two prominent media owners; there competitors saw a real gain in going after them rather than a bunch of TV personalities. The trouble was – when it comes to members of the public, TV personalities trump political shenanigans every time. Stephan was uncharacteristically livid with the Good Morning programme. He’d had a very good relationship with them in the past appearing on that show often first before any other interview had taken place. He’d even let them have exclusive footage of up-coming shows to give them a lead on Manifestation projects. He felt betrayed. The following morning a strange mist descended on the London Studios at 10.30. This Morning Live was about to start its two hour show when suddenly the power failed, the studio filled up with a light hazy glow but not a piece of tech worked. Nothing electrical in or out of the Thames-side complex could be detected. The presenters of the show and their guests wondered why the atmosphere had gone as cold as the circuitry. Back in the control room there was no such thing – technicians at all levels were thrown into complete and utter confusion - every piece of equipment was dead. Whilst the network fumbled through their standby tapes for a ‘Best of’ programme, there was a complete blackout of ITV, nothing was broadcast for the next two hours. The Manifestation team may well have had their problems with soggy pants... however... it was nothing like the trail of messy underwear that many of the ITV crew suddenly found themselves having to cope with. As the network scrabbled around for a solution - BBC, Channel4 and even Five had the highest viewing figures for their morning shows. Exactly at 12.30pm, when officially the show would finish, the cool mist evaporated and all power was unexpectedly restored so the company could continue to broadcast with the rest of its schedule. Managers, engineers, technicians, producers looked to one and other for answers but there were no cool heads able to explain what had happened and more than a whiff of suspicious desperation circulated throughout the studio. # Meanwhile, Oskar wasn’t having much success with the RIIG. It worked at a very low end of what he expected and it was only when Shagufta walked through the doors at the edit suite that things changed. After a brief but loving exchange of greetings, a strange expectant hush descended over the quartet. They all seemed to know that this meeting was the last of one experience, whilst unsure what else beckoned. Ian reiterated to Shagufta the meeting he and Steve had with Tom, her eyes widening in excitement at the novel prospect that lay ahead. Her previous vows to pursue a life of meditative contemplation evaporating as the innovative possibilities were revealed to her. A grin a Cheshire cat would have been proud of spread over all their faces as the team enthusiastically endorsed this new direction. Satisfied that all were on-board Steve put in a call to the private number Tom had given him for when (not if) he wanted to take things further. He didn’t get to speak to the man himself but left a cryptic message that only the Hollywood star would know the answer. Pleased that the wheels were now in motion, he volunteered to go to the store and get a couple of bottles of champagne to celebrate. Whilst away he put in a call to his literary agent and told him to pursue the contract with Tom’s office. Two minutes later he received a call from ITV asking for a meeting. He declined saying he already knew what they wanted to discuss and was happy to terminate their agreement without culpability on either side. Again he directed ITV to his agent to finalise the break. Five minutes later, as his hands were about to grasp two bottles of Tesco’s finest champagne from the chill unit he received a text from Tom with a smiley emoji and piece of programming code that would enable him to transfer info directly onto Tom’s company’s server. As he put his phone away and reached once again for the expensive bottles of bubbly, a terrible icy shiver ran down his spine. This produced a reactive spurt of piss to fill the front of his nappy and he stood there, half in and half out of the chiller, clutching the two bottles and flooding his rapidly warming protection. That wasn’t all. As he looked around he noticed that everyone else in the place was standing still, as if frozen in the moment; the cold air from the cabinet mixing with the warmer air of the store forming little wisps of cloud. He wasn’t sure but ‘could there have been faces in those tendrils of cold mist?’ This effect could have only lasted moments but to Steven it felt like time had been stretched, his fingers almost glued with cold to the bottles. And then as quickly as it came... it passed. Although unnerved, because a similar chill had run through him in the fire room at Clarkenwell Hall, he reached the checkout and beeped his way through the self-service area. A kindly old lady who had the responsibility of verifying that the alcohol buyer was the correct age smiled and congratulated him on whatever it was he was celebrating. She had no idea who he was or that this bald middle-aged chap had soaked his new but discreet thirsty padding like a two year old. # There was an air of renewed optimism in the studio. Despite this Oskar awkwardly explained to Shagufta and Ian what he’d hoped would happen but as yet the success of RIIG was minimal. However, fresh from her ‘mind-cleansing’ break the Nightmare Ninja suggested that maybe, rather than individual pieces, what was needed was to assemble to entire tech set-up exactly the way they’d used it at Clarkenwell Hall. It hadn’t been amassed in its totality since that epic day but to Oskar it seemed so obvious and was quite ashamed he hadn’t thought about such a solution himself. Shagufta and Oskar set about collecting the equipment from the storage unit at the back of the studio. It was where the Manifestation library, programme rushes and script files were also kept. Oskar’s design for his monitoring set-up was cleverly constructed so that it could be built and dismantled with ease. Just a few cables and plugs linked the many sensors, monitors and other scientific pieces together and a good power source to get the entire show on the road. Steve returned, his soaked nappy now rubbing him in a most sensual way (the new, improved nappy quality and the even more specialised thick vinyl/rubber pants were reacting very differently than usual), just as the final cables were attached but before the final switch was flicked to turn the entire thing ON. Before that happened Steve got Oskar to type into the computer system the few programme code’s Tom had sent, which opened up the firewall that had been surrounding the Manifestation security. Steve knew that to transfer the back catalogue as well as all the rushes they’d accrued over four series of their show would take time but the team back in the States, who were developing the new Netflix series, needed as much background as possible. It seemed a reasonable and obvious request. Once that was underway Steve wanted to toast the hoped for success of their new endeavour; a celebratory chink of bubble-filled glasses and a chorus of ‘CHEERS’ prompted the next big step. # Oskar flicked the on switch and immediately the screens lit up with the snow of static noise. A shimmering display of monochrome pixels danced across the multi screens that were now in use. Oskar then switched on RIIG and a loud tone (more like a groan) erupted from the speakers. The dials and led lights on his equipment danced trying to find the correct level, eventually all stopping at their peak. Oskar examined the large 72” edit screen to see if he could discern any changes and to his surprise, and delight, there was an image taking form. In fact, all the screens were beginning to display something more than the interference. It wasn’t what Oskar had envisaged. ##tbc###

It has nothing to do with shame. All my adult life I have worked with very young children--sometimes one-to-one. If my family or friends found out about my diaper fetish, it would destroy me. To most people, needing to wear diapers is looked upon as a disability or weakness. I don't NEED diapers; I just enjoy using them. If I had a typical "adult" life with no children involved, it might be different. People--especially my family--have always criticized my love for children, especially because the children I've taken care of are all girls. So if they thought I got my jollies out of something a baby or toddler wears, they'd automatically jump to the wrong conclusion and try to make me give up wearing.