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I didn't want to stay in the house all the time. I'd just lost the habit of leaving it. Days could pass without going outside, everywhere shut due to some pandemic meant there was nowhere to go anyway, being out of work left me unable to afford it even if options did exist. A knock on my door. I wasn't expecting any deliveries, probably someone raising funds for charity or selling their personal brand of religion. I answered it anyway, hid behind the door, peeked out and saw two friends. They lived locally, we had contact numbers, one of them even had the key to my house. She looked after my cats sometimes, but this time they wanted to look after me. "How are you? Are you still going for walks?" We'd bumped into each other when I was out for a walk but that was a few months ago. I admitted that I wasn't getting out as much as I wanted. They were on their way for a walk then, local restrictions allowing that. "Would you like to join us on a walk later in the week?" I thought fast. One of them was demanding, a self-made business woman, dance teacher and landlady; she'd make me feel inadequate and inferior, entirely by accident, her confidence and success shining beside my current struggles. The other, with the key to my house, was a single mother, kids now left home. Highly educated she was also a bit batty, had mental conditions, couldn't disengage her mouth from her brain, applied few filters to what she said. She was kind but that constant stream of consciousness combined with the self awareness that this wasn't societally accepted behaviour made her a conversational nightmare, a social challenge most people sought to avoid. I could handle it, just let her ramble on, fed the appropriate prompts to keep her going. We'd spent time together, long car journeys with me driving, treating her much as I would the radio, background noise to pass the time and help me focus on the road. But I needed to get out of the house, needed the physical exercise, needed the social contact. Of course I said yes. "Cool! We're off now but expect a message." I closed the door, leaned against the wall, sighed. They meant well, it would help me, but emotionally it was going to be exhausting. That night a text message. "Fancy a walk tomorrow afternoon?" I didn't fancy it but knew I should, so sent a positive reply, asked time was good for her. "Excellent. I'll pick you up at 12.30, take you for a walk around the village." At this I smiled. She knew the whole village, had grown up here, could probably show me new areas. A walk around the outer edges could easily take an hour, much more if less direct routes were followed. I was up well before lunchtime and ready before 12.30. Proper hiking shoes to keep my feet comfortable, even if we did stay on pavements, short socks leaving bare ankles below my sweatpants which themselves were loose enough to hide my diaper. My friends didn't know about those, didn't need to find out, probably wouldn't care. I did decide to throw something fun into the mix though, slipped on a thin rain jacket and over it pulled my backpack, the one with waist and shoulder straps that buckled securely to prevent easy removal. Opening the door I found my batty friend stood there, and she immediately laughed. "That looks like a baby harness," she said, "I had one just like that for my two when they were tiny." I blushed, kept quiet. It was a baby harness; I'd just resewn the buckles and clasps to longer straps. I stepped out of the door and asked where she was taking me. At this point she laughed again, reached behind me and took a wristband attached to a nylon strap to the backpack. "Oh wow it is a baby harness!" she exclaimed, giving it a quick tug as she walked off, "Come on, I'll take you.." Mortified I followed, listening to her explaining the route, wondering how I'd been so stupid to leave the rein attached. Wondering why she'd so easily taken hold of it, was using it to keep me close to her, had fastened the wrist band just above her hand and seemed to have entirely forgotten it. I thought to complain but didn't know how. I didn't want to make her feel awkward, didn't want to draw attention to the situation, didn't know how to explain the rein and backpack harness anyway. Part of me just enjoyed being controlled, having someone take charge of the situation, be responsible for me having a safe walk. So I just followed her, trying to keep up. We were about the same height so her legs weren't longer, she just moved them faster, didn't allow for my slower natural walking speed. If I did fall behind the rein would go taut, she'd notice and tug a little with her arm, a non-verbal encouragement to catch and keep up. I shook my head and tried to stay alongside but still let her choose the route. She took us out of the village onto a bridle path, one I knew looped back to another part of the village, a long walk through farm fields and by a stream. It was a route I'd choose for myself, if I wasn't in a diaper, wasn't attached to the wrist of a woman that had been talking non-stop throughout, giving me details on her children's time at university, the new housing developments we were passing, scandal and gossip from the village. The walk was proving good for me, despite the weirdness of the situation. I'd almost forgotten she had me on a baby rein, was sure that she had. I hadn't forgotten I had a diaper on, and I hadn't expected such a long walk. We'd emerged from the fields and were now following the stream back to the village, its gentle tinkling a constant reminder that I'd had a full bladder for some time, the discomfort becoming and my body demanding relief. I asked her to stop, quickly crouched and as she turned I was fiddling with my shoelace. "What's the.. oh. Shoelace," she said, quite redundantly. I took advantage of my crouched position to relieve my bladder, trusting that she wouldn't hear it, keeping my expression neutral as I kept my fingers busy with the lace. She laughed anyway. "Sorry," she said, "you just look like my two when they were toddlers. They'd tug on their reins, stop and crouch just like that to wet themselves." I blushed profusely, stood up too fast in embarrassment. The onesie holding my diaper securely in place did its job, tugged the diaper back close to my skin but it hadn't had time to wick, wasn't designed to just accept a full bladder in one go. The ones I wore at night could, but this was thin so that I could walk comfortably in it. It leaked. Mothers always notice. She noticed. "Oh my goodness! You were wetting yourself!" I stood there, unable to deny it. Unable to even walk away, tethered as I was to her wrist. We stood there, looked at each other. I was blushing and silent, she had, for the first time since we'd met, nothing to say. Eventually I shrugged, made light of it. "It doesn't normally leak." Her brain registered the implications of that sentence, the material of my sweatpants dark and wet in a pattern that showed 'it' was something worn beneath, that I'd clearly expected something like this, that my planning had just fallen short. Her motherly instincts kicked in. "It's ok, leaks happen," she said pragmatically, "Let's get you home before it gets worse." I toddled after her as she moved off, little choice without struggling free from the harness, the rein still giving her control over me. My gait was less smooth now, swollen disposable not forcing a visible waddle but certainly feeling that it did. A few hundred yards later she resumed her general rambling, discussing her holiday plans for next year, entirely disregarding the strange situation we were in. Back at my house I opened my door, started to step in and felt at tug from the harness. "Oh!" she said, "I think you'll be safe now." She took the wrist band off, passed it to me, stepped back smiling. "It's been a lovely walk and we should do it again." I looked at her in confusion. I'd been wondering how to ask for my key back, wondering if I'd have to move house, unsure if I'd dare go out in the village ever again. I started to apologise but she cut me off. "Don't worry, I had fun. You couldn't help it, I took you far too far for your first walk. But look, if you're not comfortable then you don't have to come with me again." She mentioned our other friend, that she could take me for a walk isntead, that they just wanted to be sure I was ok and getting out of the house from time to time. So I thanked her, made no commitments, went inside and mechanically went about getting undressed, having a shower, finding a clean diaper. That night I was good, sent her a text message thanking her for the walk and thanking her for her understanding. Her reply was simple, a yellow smiling face, no words. It was the next day that I had the shock. A text message from our other friend; she'd heard I'd been out the day before, was going out tomorrow herself, would I like her to take me with her? Had they spoken? Did she know? Her message offered no hints, a neutral suggestion of companionship and fresh air. If I said no it could be received as an insult, but could I say yes? I said yes, agreed a time. This time I made sure I had a clean diaper on, didn't have an immediate need to use it. I left the harness hung by my coats, pulled a raincoat on over my yoga top, opened the door to her knock and stepped out. "Wait." she said, "Where's your backpack? Make sure the rein's attached, I can't be having you wandering off by yourself." Shocked I didn't even think to question her, instincts responding to her commanding tone, managerial experience giving her vocal control. I returned to my door with my backpack in my hands, only for her to take it from me, slide my arms through the straps, fasten the waist buckles to secure it to me. Even as I wondered where this was going she spoke again, a question this time. "Do you have a spare diaper in there?" My surprise at the question stopped me even answering so she took my shoulder, spun me around and looked for herself. I knew the answer of course but it was confirmed by a firm swat to my bottom, entirely painless due to the obvious padding it caught. "Go and get one," she told me, "We're stopping for coffee and I don't want you to leak." I protested; I didn't like changing myself in public, didn't know if I could. It didn't help, another swat absorbed by my padding, this one propelling me into my house. "I said get a spare diaper," she said, "I'm taking you for a walk, I'm buying you coffee and if you need it, I'll change your diaper for you. Now, scoot, before I come in and find a spare one for you." I scooted. I didn't know if I could survive the whole walk and coffee with a dry diaper, but I'd conceded too much ground, couldn't reassert my independence. My friends had been worried I was vulnerable due to the isolation, wanted to care for me, had clearly discussed the walk two days before and this was the strong successful friend. I wouldn't convince her to back off now, would have to just accept her help. Maybe enjoy it. I turned, smiled at her and drew her into a quick hug before running off to find a spare diaper. I could enjoy this. "Good girl," I heard from the door way, "You wait, this will be fun!" I guess she was planning to enjoy it too.

Part 7 The crying just kept up, I couldn't stop myself. This fantasy I was enjoying was quickly spinning out of control in ways I never could have seen. Sarah, or I guess now she was legally my mommy... mommy rolled me into the womans washroom. She rolled me up to a changing table, pulled it down, read the fine print on it, pushed down to test it would hold up and then pulled me out of the stroller and plopped me on the pull down change table. I thought it might break, but it held. I kept bawling the whole time, even when mommy pupped a pacifier in, I just spit it out. I hated drawing attention to myself, but I couldn't help it after what just happened. She made sure I was locked on the table by using the safety strap and she got to work. "Oooooh baby, such a tinky baby you are, aren't you? Yes you are, yes you areeeee" She cooed. I just kept crying. *scritch, scritch, scritch, scritch* "Well let's see what kind of yuck yuck present you left mommy." She pulled the diaper down. "P-U baby!" She giggled and waved her hand in front of her nose. "Baby Jaclyn really does make mommy work huh?" At the sound of my new name, it just re-ignited my crying to the most it had been. Mommy was humming a tune while getting me cleaned up. She took the old diaper away and slid a new clean one under me and got me taped up and popped the onesie back up and put me back in the stroller. "Look baby" she held my rolled up stinky diaper in front of me. "You make such big messies that they barely fit in this garbage can for diapeys!" She found it funny and giggled. I still cried. "Still being a sulky baby huh? Mommy really thought it was because you were a big stinky girl, but now that your clean, what's the matter missy?" Girl? Missy? I just sobbed "Well mommy will try one last thing to cheer you up, it's new for mommy but I'm willing to give it a shot for you princess" She rolled us out of the womens bathroom and into a door on the left. Huh? I saw the mens was directly across from the womens bathroom... where were we going? Inside this room there were several couches, a few big puffy armed reclining chairs and even a rocking chair. The room was empty and there was a big screen TV in the room playing the news on very low volume. What the heck? Mommy pulled me out of the stroller and sat me on the couch, which was facing two reclining chairs. She sat on the couch too and pulled me into her lap. Oh no... any other time I would gladly do this... but not now... Mommy started to unbotton her blouse, pulled it aside to reveal her bra. She then reached up and unlatched the cup and one of her beautiful breasts sprang free. "I know mommy isn't making any milk yet, but maybe some mother daughter bonding, skin to skin contact would calm you down" She tried to turn my head towards her nipple, but at the mention of daughter again it made me cry again. "Shhhh, shhhh come on baby, I know you'll enjoy this...shhhhhh" As she said that, the door opened and I could hear another person rolling a stroller in. Oh no, this was about to be way more embarassing... if I'd only known how much... The woman came in, sat down across from mommy. "Whoa... what do we... ahhhh, ow ow...sorry, what do we have here?" "Just trying to console my daughter with a little mommy daughter bonding, but she seems inconsollable" Mommy proceed to explain the situation, who I was to her, my breakdown, accidents and subsequent regression. "So he," "She." "So she just has the mind of an infant now?" "Yep, she's just a little peepee and boom boom machine now" Mommy giggled. "What about you, you seem like your in a bit of pain?" "I am! Ahhhh, oooh, ow, ow my breasts are full to the point of being painful, but my darling little daughter here, doesn't want to latch and help mommy out. I think she's out grown her mommies boobie milk." The woman frowned. This womens voice... sounded really familiar. Like I'd heard it before... "Well, I know it's not the most conventional thing in the world... but... my little girl hasn't had much to eat today, and I'm not producing milk yet. So maybe we could swap babies and my little one could help give you relief?" Mommy said. "Ahhhh I don't know, it's a bit odd... ahhhh, owwwwwww. Shoot, ok fine, I need relief, like right now! Let's switch" Mommy took this ladies baby and I was settle in this womans lap. "Ooof, your a bit of a big baby girl eh" The woman stated. I had turned my head into her so she couldn't get a good look at me. Her breast was already out. She moved her breast so the erect nipple was brushing my cheek near my mouth. And then I latched. "Oh, not like that baby, use your tongue to create... oh... yeah, you got it... Oooooooooh! oh that feels sooooo much better!" I sucked away and kept drinking. Atleast I was awake this time. Being cradled, sucking on a nipple, getting delicious milk out, it did wonders to calm me down... the milk tasted like the leftover milk after sweet cereal. I was still concerned with where I recognized the voice from though. As I could feel the breast almost running dry, the woman asked. "So what did you say your babies name was?" "Her new name is Jaclyn Susan Smith" Mommy beamed proudly. "Awwwh what a cute name baby!" She used a finger to dislodge the suction of my mouth on her breast. As she was getting me settled on the other side, mommy unknowingly dropped a bomb. "Much better then Jackson Kyle Stewart, don't you think?" "WHAT?!" the woman shouted. "Huh? Whats the matter?" Mommy said The woman tilted my head and finally looked directly into my face. "OMG! I knew he looked familiar! OMG! teehee... I... just... I just breastfed an ex-boyfriend.... teehee ahaha... that has the mind of a baby... ahahahaha" She laughed. "You two knew each other?" "Yep back when Jackie-wackie was still a big boy, we went out for like 6 months, isn't that right Jaclyn?" OMG this was so incredibly humiliating... but I couldn't even react to it, or I'd blow my cover... oh my god... I just drank my ex-girlfriends breastmilk... to be fair it was delicious, but still so weird. I had to respond. "Bwuhfwrend?" "Yes baby girl, you were my boyfriend, teehee, ohhh this is so surreal" my ex Janet said. "Well I can take her back if you'd like, if it's too weird now" Mommy told her. "No no, it's all good, I really do need the relief and my other breast has already started to let down, so I need to get it out. Besides, baby Jaclyn made me feel so good in those ten minutes, much more than big boy Jackson did in our entire six months, if you know what I mean" She winked at mommy and mommy giggled. "Of course" Ughhh that hurt to hear... my eyes got misty again. "Come on Jackie, latch on again" I did as instructed. I enjoyed the first breastfeeding so I was sure as hell going to enjoy this part, even if the rest was some horrible mix of humiliation and sadness. As I sucked away Janet was patting the front of my diaper, until she suddenly stopped. "Oh my god, she is such a baby now, she's peeing while she's still suckling! Teehee boobie milk must flow right through you Jackie" She smiled down at me. As I continued to suckle away, a new horrible conversation was starting. "So, you changed her name and legal gender, but how far are you taking it? Will the next time I see Jaclyn will she have cute boobies of her own or... swapping out the peepee for a veevee, if you know what I mean?" She winked at mommy again. "Hmmmm I haven't given that much thought to be honest, I wanted to raise her as a girl because girls are just more fun. The clothes for little girls are just wayyyy cuter, my girl is going to have closets full of cute, satiny, poofy baby dresses, no more pants for this girl, closest thing she'll get is some ruffle tights! heeheehe" Mommy giggled. "Ugh you are so right, boys clothes are so boring, onesies, shorts, overalls, blech, boring!" Janet stated. "As for her peepee, hmmm I didn't give it much thought, but that may be a good idea. While she may be baby brained, her peepee still reacts like you would expect, which can sometimes make changing her didees a hassle" "Ohhh right, if she was an actual adult you could pump her a few times and resolve the issue, but with a baby I can see how that might be an issue..." "I bought Jackie a few massive teddy bears for around the house and her crib, so that she can either figure it out on her own, or I'll have to teach her how to... uhhh... make stickies" mommy said. "Ahaha make stickies, that's so cute! Well if that doesn't work, as a last resort you could just set her up to be milked regularly" Janet said. "Huh? I don't follow..." "You know, sticking a finger in her bottom and giving her little button a rub? I know, I know, it's not much better then the other thing, still might feel like violating your precious baby, but it is a medical procedure and she will need relief, a finger is no different then putting a thermometer in her heiny to take her temperature. Or if you're really uncomfortable, you can get a doctor, nurse or hire someone to do it for you" "Oooooh you mean hire someone to give her a prostate massage, hmmm it's an idea, maybe use it as a treat if my little girl is really good. Although I'll certainly put some thought into the veevee idea." I had long passed out at this point, after all the crying, the breastfeeding, half way through the second breast I kind of just passed out and went on auto pilot, missing all of the important conversation. *Pop* Janet stuck her finger inbetween my mouth and her breast and it made an audible pop. "Well it looks like your little one conked out, but oh my god I feel so much better" Janet proceeded to maneuver me so I was sitting on her knees and my head was limp over her shoulder. She started to rub my back gently and started to bounce me on her knees a bit. All of a sudden *Burrrrp!* "Good girl Jackie! Hey, would you mind taking a pic of us with my phone?" Janet asked. "No one will believe that story and I... kinda want a picture just for me, this was hilarious and very cute." She maneuvered me back so I was cradled in her arms and mommy took the pic. "Awwh she looks so sweet, well I think we should trade babies back and we should both get going" Janet managed to wiggle me over and deposit me back into the stroller as mommy handed her her baby back. "Well, if you ever want to come see Jaclyn again and bring your little girl over for a playdate, I put my number in your phone after I took the pic" Mommy winked. "For sure! That would be crazy, but I think Jackie would love that. See ya later Sarah" Janet said as she rolled out with her baby. Mommy and me left shortly after, before finally getting home. "Jaclyn... Jackie, wake up sweetie, we're home! I can't wait to show you all the fun new things I got for you!" (I really hope you guys enjoy this part, I know some have issues with the path this is on, but I really don't care. I wrote what I wrote and enjoyed doing it. For those who want to criticize too, I don't give a toss, really. I initially had a lot of fun writing this scene. It was the first one which came to mind when I first thought of writing an ABDL story, being reduced to the level of an infant, being breast fed by an ex-girlfriend? Someone you used to be on the same level and romantic with? How humiliating it took a lot of writing to actually get to this scenario, but I thought it turned out ok Enjoy)

Here is the new chapter. Motivation is the key! Now to get back to watching The Demon Girl next door! Enjoy !! Chapter 2 Chloe didn’t have much time to process what was happening around her as the bright light that was surrounding her had begun to dim as she continued to walk forward. Before she knew it, she was standing in a new room, reunited with all of the same group of tourists. “Jesus, that was weird. Thank god that portal thing only lasted for a few seconds. I would lose my shit if I had to walk in that white void for over anything over a minute.” Chloe thought to herself as she scanned the room that they were all residing in. It looked like a conference room but the size was comparable to a professional gym. She noticed that some of the tourists were speaking with a woman, but it wasn’t just any ordinary woman, she was ridiculously tall. She towered over all the guests and had to be around twelve feet tall at minimum. The tall unknown woman was casually talking to some of the tourists. “Looks like you made it in one piece, hehe.” Chloe quickly understood the familiar voice that was speaking right near her. It was Claire. “Hey there Claire… Did we seriously just…Transport through an actual real portal?” “We certainly did. How are you feeling about all this?” Claire asked. “Physically, I feel fine. Mentally, now that is a different story.” Chloe wasn’t ready for any new abnormal surprises. As much as she wanted to find her sister, if a dragon had somehow busted through the ceiling and began to spew fire out of its mouth, Chloe would have decided to call it quits. She wasn’t ready to be a part of some fantasy or sci-fi setting. “Understandable for a first timer. The brochure doesn’t explain the exact method of transportation along with it being in a different dimension. It’s not something that the average person would be able to comprehend if they just read it.” Claire put her hand on Chloe’s shoulder, trying to reassure her and make her feel a bit more comfortable about her current predicament. “So what happens now Claire? Are we at that resort hotel or whatever?” “Not yet. We will soon be escorted to a bus that will be taking us to that very place. You see that very tall woman at the very front, talking to some of the guests?” Claire asked. “Ya, she easily stands out, compared to everyone else here. Just what the heck…” “She’s an Amazon, a native to this dimension. And she is also the tour guide. Which means that she is the one person that you want to stay in close contact with while outside the hotel.” Claire explained. “I see.” Chloe didn’t have much to say as she was still in awe of the giant figure that was clearly at the moment, the center of attention. “Next, Victoria will be doing a headcount to make sure that all the guests are here and shortly after that, we will follow her to the bus. Do not under any circumstance get distracted by any of the locals or unique sights when following her, understand?” Claire had a serious look on her face as she awaited for a response from Chloe. “Ya.” Chloe didn’t have much to say. She felt so lost and would have truly been alone if she had not met with Claire. That was her only saving grace. Within a few minutes, Victoria introduced herself to all the tourists and began to explain how the company operates, its lush history, and what the tourists should expect once they exit the large room they were currently in. “Today is your first day at experiencing a new way of life. We will be taking things slowly, so there will not be much in sightseeing to start with. That will be our main focus for tomorrow. Our task for today is to successfully get you accustomed to your living quarters at the hotel. Any questions before I begin the headcount?” Victoria asked. For the next few minutes, Victoria began to answer some questions and concerns from the tourists, obviously she had an answer for each of them and from Chloe’s perspective, she could see that Victoria was very seasoned at her job. “Do you think this Victoria woman would have any information about my sister?” Chloe asked. “Even if she did, she will not divulge any information at this time. That can only be attained at the hotel.” Chloe sighed, the combination of this odd dimension and the anxiety she was feeling, made her feel more impatient than normal. After answering all the standard questions from the tourists, Victoria began her head count. Chloe was second to last on having her name checked off. At the same time, Victoria looked over at her and gave the girl a friendly looking smile. Chloe would have not thought much of it, except the smile was coming from someone that was over twice her size. “I see that we have a Diamond Tier member with us. Claire Chambers, I’m so glad to see you back here. I assume that Onyx Logistics requested for you to make a few presentations with our executives at the Diamond Plaza?” Victoria asked as she began to walk towards her. “Of course, and it is always a pleasure to be back here.” Chloe could see that Claire was giving off a forced smile. Apparently there was some history between the two of them. “Aisha is really going to be happy to have you back working with her. I hope you have been a good girl while you have been away.” Victoria began to pat Claire on her head. Chloe was perplexed at how Claire was being treated, as if she were some naive child. “I’ve been quite well, thank you for asking. I’m also looking forward to working with Aisha again. It’s been quite some time.” Chloe noticed that Claire took a second to bite her lip as if she was holding herself back. There was definitely some tension in the air. Victoria then turned her attention to Chloe, which caused the young girl to take a few steps back. Victoria didn’t say anything but she did gleefully smile at the slightly timid girl. “Now then everyone, shall we head out! We will be heading to the main entrance of the Diamond Tours building, please be sure to keep up, for I will not be stopping until we reach the bus outside of the building.” As soon as they began to leave, one of the tourists, a woman that looked to be in her early thirties, asked Victoria if there was a restroom she could use before they headed onto the bus. “Of course, you will find the restroom to your right at the near corner. If you still are having trouble finding it, you are more than welcome to ask one of our employees.” Victoria replied with a sharp smile. As the double door to the next room opened up, the woman that desperately needed to use the restroom quickly headed to her right along with a man beside her. Chloe assumed that it was either her boyfriend or husband. “Jeez, what a terrible time for nature to call. That couple is done for.” Claire said silently to herself. Chloe was unable to hear what she said but soon forgot about it as she was amazed by the vast area that she had just walked into. It was almost the size of a sports stadium and was filled with many decorative statues and pieces of wall art. But what really caught Chloe by surprise was the sheer amount of giant people that were walking about. “Holy hell, everyone here is just as tall as our guide. I can’t believe this…” “It’s definitely quite the spectacle, but don’t get too entranced, our goal is to stay with the guide, do not let yourself get distracted, okay!” Chloe was slightly cut off guard by Claire’s serious tone. “Ya, I gotcha…” Chloe began to calm down and soon realized that besides herself and some of the other tourists that they were being watched. She took a few glances and noticed that several of the amazonians were taking a moment to glance at them. A few seem to be specifically looking at Chloe herself. Chloe wasn’t sure if she was just being paranoid as she also noticed that many of the amazonians were just going about their business inside the building. One thing that she was quickly realizing was that there were no other individuals in the area that were the same size as herself and the other tourists. “Are we the only normal sized ones here!? Is everyone in this place a freaking giant?” Chloe asked. “They are around, you will see soon enough.” Claire made sure that Chloe was beside her and ignored everything around that wasn’t related to the tour guide. The area they were walking in was all too familiar for Claire. She knew that unlike the majority of the tourists that she had more leverage when it came to legal protection and it was due to her Diamond Tier status. As for right now, she was focused on getting Chloe to the bus without incident. “Awe, look at that group of littles, they are so adorable! Don’t you think so, hun? Chloe turned her head to overhear the conversation of an amazon woman she had just passed by. “Are you still in the market for adopting one? Chloe heard the response of the amazon man that was right beside the woman, unfortunately she was unable to hear anything else from their conversation as they were now at the front entrance of the building. “This way everyone! I appreciate you all for following my directions. As you can see, the bus is already waiting for us, we just need to go down these stairs and we will be all set to board!” Chloe watched as Victoria casually walked down the stairs after going outside the building. She was surprised to see the tourists in front of her having to take their time going down the step of stairs. She then quickly realized that the gap between the steps was far deeper than anything she was used to. “What’s with these stairs!? You pretty much have to hop down!” Chloe stated to Claire. “There is nothing normal about this dimension. Once we are on the bus, I’ll tell you more.” Claire looked around for a moment to see if anyone was following the tour group. She wanted to be extra careful since she and Chloe were in the very back of the tour group. “Bigger…Everything is unnaturally bigger here. Jesus Christ!” Chloe was in awe over what she was seeing with her eyes. She assumed that the resort they were going to was supposed to be on a private island in the middle of nowhere, not in a completely different dimension. This was beyond anything she could have imagined. Some of the tourists were upset that they could not take any pictures due to the lack of their mobile devices. Chloe could easily tell which tourists were first timers like Chloe and the ones that were recurring guests that simply enjoyed the change of atmosphere. “I’m the only one in this tour group with a Diamond tier pass and I also know almost everything about this establishment. If the pay and benefits weren't so damn good, I would have quit Onyx Logistics long ago.” Claire remembered how naive she was when she first arrived in this dimension and how it almost cost her everything. Thankfully she was able to adapt quickly and managed to keep herself out of harm's way. Chloe took a deep breath as she felt relieved to be on flat ground and that there were no more giant stairs to jump down on. She then turned her attention to an amazon woman that was about to walk past her. She was holding what looked to be a baby in her arms. Chloe couldn’t get a good look at the infant due to the bonnet on its head but she could see that the baby was bigger than normal. “Maybe I was imagining things, but that baby didn’t look all that young. I wonder if amazon babies age differently…No way, that’s just…” Before Chloe could finish speaking to herself, she felt a random stranger's hand on her shoulder, she turned around to see a young woman that looked to be around her age, but with the exception of being nearly twice as tall as her. “Wow, her hand could probably crush my skull if she wanted to.” Chloe was thankful after the amazon woman released her grip on her shoulder. “Excuse me, but can you please spare a minute of your time?” The amazon woman asked as she knelt down on one knee to be within eye length of Chloe’s. “I don’t think so. I really need to…” “Please! This will only take one minute. I’m a representative for a union that works for the sake of littles such as yourself and would just like to ask you a few quick questions before you head to your next stop.” “Littles? What the heck is that?” Chloe asked as if she were mistaken for someone else. “If you give me just a moment, I’ll gladly explain, including the difference between a portal and native little!” The amazon woman replied. Chloe could see the oddly desperate look in the amazon woman’s eyes. She hated how considerate she always was with strangers and felt compelled to take a moment to appease the amazon woman. “Okay, please make it quick though.” Chloe asked as she felt a cold shiver go down her spine. Something wasn’t right. “The bus trip will probably take around an hour to reach our destination at the hotel resort. Thankfully the seats are quite comfortable so it won’t feel like such a long…!!!” Claire turned around to finally realize that she was talking to herself and noticed that Chloe wasn't by her side. “Holy shit. That idiot! Just where did she…FUCK!” Claire noticed that Chloe was around thirty feet away from her and was casually talking with a native amazon woman. She also noticed that another amazon woman was slowly lurking behind Chloe as she was distracted by the one in front of her. “Seriously, that’s what you giants call us!? That sounds so demeaning.” Chloe had just found out what the native amazons called people of her stature and she found it rather insulting. “It’s a word that takes time to get acquired by your kind. It becomes easier if you have the right mommy to look after and guide you.” Chloe’s eyes widened and felt her body grow cold as the amazon woman gently rubbed her large hand on her cheek in an oddly intimate way. “Okay, this is creepy as hell, I’m out of…!” Chloe stopped speaking as she felt someone yank on her arm. She turned her head as she began to feel a new sense of fear. “What the holy hell are you doing Chloe!” Claire yelled out in frustration. Chloe could easily see how pissed Claire was. It was so bad that it was fogging up her glasses. “Sorry about that. I got…” “Distracted, I know. C’mon, no more dwindling, let’s get you to the bus !” Claire slapped Chloe on her back to usher her forward. Afterwards, Claire took a moment to turn around and confront the amazon that Chloe was speaking with and also the one that was lurking behind her. “Before you two amazonians say anything, take a good look at this.” Claire showed the two female amazons her Diamond Tier pass, letting them know where her standing was in case they tried to do anything funny with her. “You two are quite bold for trying to take action while a little was still within the vision of our tour guide. If I said anything to her while you were having your way, you two would not only be facing jail time but most likely be permanently suspended from ever being able to adopt. Why not try your luck at the orphanages or auction houses? Bye Bye!.” Claire then flipped off both amazons before rushing back to the bus where Chloe was about to hop on. Both amazonian women stayed quiet, they were obviously frustrated even though most of the laws favored them, but in this situation, they did not have any authority to take action. “What’s with the sour face, sweetie? Would you like a lollipop or some other type of candy?” Victoria asked as Chloe walked on the bus, she wanted to tell her to fuck off after what just happend but knew that wouldn’t solve anything. She just politely declined while showing her silver tier ticket to the guide. “Silver tier huh? We don’t get many of these for first timers. Aren’t you a special whittle girl! Yes you are!” Chloe was appalled at how she was being treated. She began to believe that all amazons mistook people of her height as little kids. “Where will I be sitting?” Chloe asked as she tried to keep her emotions in check. She had to remind herself what she was here for. “Since you are a silver tier, you can sit anywhere there is a silver colored seat.” Chloe noticed that all the seats were assigned by a specific color in the bus. The back portion was bronze colored, the silver was in the middle and in the front were gold colored seats. Most of the tourists were seated in the back. There were five tourists in the silver seat section, including her and finally there were four people in the front, which were the gold seats. After taking her seat, Chloe put her hands on her face and began to wonder if she was in over her head. “What the hell type of circus is this?” Chloe stated as she felt her hands trembling. Even though the seat was quite comfortable, it still didn’t make her feel remotely safer. Before she could get deep into thought, Claire took a seat right next to Chloe and began to make herself comfortable. “ As a Diamond Tier member, I have the luxury of sitting anywhere I want, hehe. I have to say that this must have been quite the first day for you. It seems to have attracted far more attention from the locals than I expected.” Claire pulled out her trusty flask and took another sip of the hard liquor inside. “Claire, please tell me…What the hell is going on with this place? Why do I feel like I’m being treated like a dumb child? And why is everything turning into a shitshow!” Chloe had never felt so alone. She had expected things to play out similar to visiting another country. But she never expected an outcome like this. “I had the same exact reaction when I first came here. This type of tourist trip is not something you can really plan for. It’s something that you have to closely pay attention to and most importantly, adapt. Otherwise this dimension will swallow you whole. Just like it did with a good friend of mine a long time ago.” “Care to explain?” Chloe asked. “I will, but first… What the hell were you thinking!? I specifically told you to not allow yourself to get distracted by the natives. You were nearly the victim of a classic snatch and grab.” Claire asked. “Sorry about that, I really am. I should have listened to you and most importantly, my gut-feelings. I was an idiot for ignoring the red flags around me, but I really didn’t want to believe that this place was some creepy house of horrors.” “Well, the important thing is that you are safe. If you want to have any chance of finding your sister, you need to follow many strict rules. Wandering off and chatting with a native is a definite no-no, unless you are a Diamond Tier like me.” Claire showed her ticket to Chloe before putting it away in her pocket. “I guess that’s one of the hidden perks that come with your line of work. By the way, what exactly is it that you do with your company?” Chloe asked as she felt the bus begin to move. One of the tourists quickly walked up to the guide at the front and asked her if she could plead with the driver and wait for his family that was still outside. “I’m sorry, but we are on a tight schedule. We already made it adamantly clear that if you cannot follow procedure then this tour just might not be what you're looking for.” Victoria explained with a smug look on her face. “This is such bullshit. Just let me off, I’m not about to leave my wife and son all alone out there!.” The tourist was quickly let off before the bus before the vehicle continued onward. Chloe noticed that there were now at least five people missing from the tour group. She looked around the best she could and noticed that it didn’t seem to faze any of the tourists. They were minding their own business and were not paying attention to the other tourists. “Chloe, be careful to not snoop around too much. If Victoria finds out, she will most definitely keep an eye on you. And that’s something you do not want to happen!” Claire stated as she began to relax and take a glimpse of the view out of the window. She had been on this type of bus several times and has seen much of this dimension that nearly nothing surprised her anymore. “Claire, is now a good time to start asking questions? Like what the hell am I getting into? Is this really just a tour program, or is there something hidden that I should be aware of?” Claire could see the obviously worried look on Chloe’s face and she couldn’t blame the young girl. She only came to this dimension to find her sister but now she was in a situation that could put herself in jeopardy. “Now that you are on the bus, I can legally explain more than what I told you back in the meeting room, but I still can’t divulge all the details yet.” Claire explained. “Why? What is keeping you from spilling the beans? Is this some sort of sex trafficing network or something?” Chloe began to think about her sister and the awful possibility that she was in deep trouble. “It’s nothing like that. Diamond Tours is a legitimate company and if you follow the rules and not allow yourself to get distracted, you can actually have a good time here. But that doesn’t work for everyone as you have already seen. As for why I can’t explain everything yet, it’s quite simple. As a first timer, you need to be signed in at the hotel so that everything can become official with your stay. If I were to explain everything right now and if someone like Victoria were to find out, it could put my job in jeopardy and that is the last thing I want to do.” “Then what can you tell me without getting yourself into the shitter?” Chloe asked. “I assume that you already know what the amazonians call us, correct?” “Ya, That giant lady I was speaking with, called us littles, or rather portal littles. That sounds so stupid and disgraceful.” Chloe responded. “Correct and at some point you will meet up with the native littles. When that happens, be sure to not act all that surprised, it can be used against you.” Claire said. “How so?” “I can’t explain anything about native littles as of yet, but please keep an open mind and don’t cause a scene that could bring attention to yourself, alright?” Chloe knew that Claire was most definitely looking out for her, otherwise she could have just left her all alone with that creepy amazon before they entered on the bus. “What a pain in the ass this all is. You really are a big help and I should be more appreciative of it. It’s just…This is a lot to take in. In one minute we go from a boring waiting room to finding ourselves in the land of the giants. It’s all too weird!” Chloe let out a sigh as she rested her head on the back of the chair. “Here, take this before I forget.” Claire handed Chloe a business card. “What’s this?” Chloe noticed that it was a card that said Onyx logistics with Claire’s face and phone number on it. “When you reach the hotel, be sure to call me once you are inside your room. That way we can continue to communicate with each other and plan ahead.” “What do you mean, aren't you going to the same hotel as well?” Chloe asked. “I’m afraid not. As an affiliate to Diamond Tours, I’ll be staying at a different resort. “Why is that? That’s just…” Chloe stopped speaking, she absolutely hated how she was becoming so reliant on Claire. She came by herself because she felt confident that she could find her younger sister all by herself. “It’s because of my line of work. I work as a presentator, where I have to show some of the executives from Diamond Tours about the potential, regarding different options with tourism growth, profits, and how to expand its influence outside the general industry. Onyx Logistics works as a third party for many companies and Diamond Tours is an example of that.” “Do you often come to this dimension for your type of work?” Chloe asked “Only once every six months on average. I’ve been doing this type of work for over four years. Every time I dread coming here, even though I know how to keep myself afloat.’ “Is kidnapping legal in this dimension or something?” Chloe had to ask the question that was on the back of her mind. Especially since Diamond Tours was not responsible for your well-being if you get lost or refuse to continue the tour. “It’s not that simple to explain. All I can say is if you don’t follow the rules, it can be called legalized claiming in this dimension. “Dear god… Should I even ask more about it?” “I wish I could but I have to wait after you are assigned into your hotel then we can speak about every little detail about this dimension. Right now, you need to focus on staying ahead, one step at a time. You can’t allow yourself to be overwhelmed by the regulations of this dimension.” Claire replied while Chloe smiled, happy that the new friend she made was so eager to help her out. “Why are you doing this line of dangerous work? Just what are you getting out of this?” Chloe asked. “Money and lot’s of it. I’m saving up for an early retirement and this job pays far too good to quit just yet. I’m also helping my parents by getting their house paid off as well.” “I guess I can understand, especially about family.” Chloe kept thinking about her sister and where she could be doing at this moment. “Listen, there is a possibility that your younger sister is perfectly fine. She could be at one of the resorts right now, perhaps even the one you will be staying at. Just make sure to ask the hotel management about her and they should be able to gather the necessary information that you need.” Claire knew the chances were slim but not all tourists were doomed when they arrived in this dimension. It was always based on Diamond Tours quarterly quota and the tier of the ticket they had. Around twenty minutes later, the bus came to a complete stop, Claire helped herself out of her seat as she knew that was her stop. Chloe obviously didn’t look pleased that the only person that she trusted was now about to leave her. “Before I head off, when you get to the hotel, just focus on getting to your room and most importantly, don’t ever leave the hotel unless it’s a part of the tour program, okay!” Chloe nodded her head as she shook Claire’s hand and thanked her for the insightful info and also being a good person. After adjusting her glasses, Claire exited the bus and was about to make her way to the hotel that would also be the location of where she would be working for the next few weeks. The tour guide, Victoria stood right in front of her, obviously wanting to have one last chat with her, before they went their separate ways. “I don’t think I’ve ever met a portal little as stubborn as you. Most of your little co-workers are already in diapers. Some of them have been lucky enough to find nice homes after being adopted. Why do you continue to resist? You're such a nice girl and I also heard that your work regarding the partnership between Onyx Logistics and Diamond Tours is splendid and to be admired. Even so, I personally believe that you would have a much more enjoyable life while inside a playpen, not to mention how adorable you would look playing with a bunch of stuffed animals!” Claire knew from experience to not show any signs of weakness, in fact she knew how to play along and act like she was on good terms with her fellow amazonian peers. “I appreciate the suggestion Vicky, and perhaps one day I’ll look into it.” Claire smiled as she began to walk past Victoria and head towards her hotel which was close by. But before she could continue, Victoria grabbed the smaller girl by the shoulders. “Just a minute, I only want to do a routine check-up!” Victoria smiled as she knelt down on one knee. Claire knew what was about to happen and she absolutely hated it. But she had no choice while residing in this dimension. She at least knew to not show her displeasure on her face. Claire casually smiled while the amazon lifted her business skirt and began to check her panties for any signs of wetness. The feeling of having her most intimate body parts being touched was obviously not pleasant but Claire knew the rules to the game and what she had to do to stay ahead and keep profiting off of the company. “All clean, such a big girl, yes you are!” Victoria pinched the smaller girl on her nose. Claire decided to keep up the charade and let out a slight giggle, she obviously wasn’t ticklish but by playing nice, she would be able to avoid any escalating drama and perhaps gain some favors in the near future. “Aisha is so lucky to be working with Onyx Logistics and most importantly you.” Victoria then picked up Claire and held the girl up to her chest. Claire struggled to keep a smile on her face as she was being held by the amazonian. “I really hate this bitch, almost as much as Aisha.” Claire thought to herself. Being groped and held by amazonians wasn't anything new. But she knew based on experience that showing any resistance whether it’s verbal or physical was exactly what the amazonians wanted. It allowed them to discipline or even fire any portal littles from the job and then afterwards, put them into a more permanent position that they would never be able to escape from. “Don’t get too comfortable with AIsha while at work, sweetie… I just may come back for you one day.” Victoria kissed Claire on the forehead before letting her down onto her feet. “Thank you Vicky!” Claire giggled as she adjusted her glasses and waved her right hand in the air before walking towards her hotel. “Little Claire is such a good girl. I also love how she’s keeping her emotions in check. I bet she believes that I am not onto her. I’ll let her play pretend for a little while longer. It’s only a matter of time when she finds herself on a changing table.” Victoria headed back towards the bus. She was looking forward to seeing how many portal littles in this group would last. Obviously they would allow a small percentage of the tourists go without any issue, but only the ones that had a chance of becoming repeat customers. Business always came before pleasure. “When I get into my room, the first thing I’m doing is taking a shower. The nasty stench of Victoria is all over my body.” Claire took another swig of the alcohol in her flask, it was her go to item when things got tough. ***** “Now that I think about it, it’s a good thing I didn’t invite anyone I knew. I would feel extremely guilty if anything were to happen to my friends.” Chloe kept looking at the business card that Claire handed her, knowing that she would most likely be needing her help in the future. Right now, she would focus all of her attention on the hotel resort that she would soon be staying at. “Thank you for waiting everyone. Our next stop is the New Haven Hotel and resort that you will be staying at!” Victoria smiled, obviously she enjoyed her line of work and especially when she could reveal her true nature. Around forty minutes later, the bus stopped and Chloe looked out the window to see that they were now in a vast and wide open city. “Thank you for your patience everyone. We have now arrived at the New Haven Hotel and Resort, your driver is currently in the process of parking, please just wait a moment and we will all be ready to exit the bus!” Victoria explained with a hint of excitement. Chloe decided to make some small talk with some of the tourists as they awaited to exit the bus. She was slightly relieved that some of the guests were a bit nervous as well over being in another dimension. She didn’t say anything about the missing tourists as she didn’t want to start a possible panic or be labeled a conspiracist. After exiting the bus, all the tourists were amazed by the sights, landscapes, and architectural beauty that the city was bursting with. “Please follow me everyone, the hotel is just down this way!” Chloe made sure to keep herself focused and follow the guide until they were inside the hotel. She knew that he wasn’t safe just yet. “So many giants. We are basically toddlers compared to them, hehe.” One of the tourists tried to make a joke about the difference in size. Chloe kept her gaze on Victoria for the sake of avoiding the same mistake she made when first arriving in this new dimension. After arriving at the hotel, Chloe took a sigh of relief as she entered through the front door. She was relieved that there were not many Amazonians on the sidewalk and even then, most of them were too busy with their own affairs. “According to Claire, I should not under any circumstance leave the hotel unless I’m with my guide.” A cold shiver ran down Chloe’s spine as she began to imagine herself all alone in this vast city. Especially since she didn’t have any useful electronics on her person and most likely the currency in this dimension would be of no help. “Alright everyone, I’ll be handing out your room cards. Your luggage, electronics, among other personal items should already be in your rooms. So after you get sorted out, please come back down to the conference room within two hours from now, I’ll be discussing the next phase in your wonderful tour vacation!” Victoria said as she began to hand out specific cards to the tourists. Chloe received her’s and noticed that the card was the color silver as well. The young girl then had to sign a sheet of paper with her signature on it, letting the hotel know that she had arrived safely. “Hmm…These cards must be based on our tier level.” Chloe decided to look around for a second, wondering if she could find any native littles and perhaps ask them for some guidance or suggestions.. She felt that asking an amazonian would only bring trouble. She watched as all the tourists took the elevators to their specific rooms. “No one is around. The only ones in this hotel are amazons! This doesn’t seem right.” Chloe kept to herself as she looked all around the first floor. The hotel appeared to be fancy and had a dark wooden finish to it, like something from the early 1900’s Victorian home. “Is something wrong, little one?” Victoria asked as she knelt down and began to chat with Chloe. “I’m fine, it’s just…Oh ya, do you know if it’s possible to find someone that was a previous tourist with your company?”Chloe asked with some enthusiasm. “It is, but what’s the reason behind it, sweetie?” Victoria asked. “My sister may have been a guest here and was wondering if someone could check that. And if so, could they please tell me of her current location? I really need to speak with her!” “I see…I’m guessing that is the main reason as to why you came on this tour group, am I correct?” Victoria questioned. “It is. I don’t want to come off as rude, but I’m not entirely interested in the whole sightseeing shtick.” Chloe explained as she tried to be as polite as possible. “No no, I perfectly understand. Family is very important. It is something we amazon’s pride ourselves for. Here, let’s go to the front desk and ask the hotel’s management, how does that sound?” Victoria asked with a smile. Chloe nodded her head in agreement. She couldn’t believe it, she was finally going to get some answers regarding her sister. “This amazon seems kinda reasonable. Perhaps I can actually get something done without Claire’s assistance.” Chloe watched and waited as Victoria spoke with one of the members of the hotel management. While waiting, a female amazon came through the front door while pushing a stroller with her hands. “What is the name of the tourist that you are looking for?” Victoria asked as she began to write the information down on a piece of paper. “Tanya Kennedy. She would have been a recent tourist in the past month.” “Thank you for that. Please wait a moment.” Chloe took a few steps back as she watched Victoria talk to a member of the management team at the front desk. “Looks like I’m the only tourist that hasn’t gone up to their room. I’ll do exactly that after I get some damn answers.” Chloe felt the hands of someone grabbing her waist and then felt her jean pants being pulled down to her ankles, leaving her panties exposed to everyone on the first floor. “WHAT THE FUCK!?” Chloe yelled out which caused the attention of many of the amazonians on the floor level of the hotel, including Victoria’s. “Not only is this little improperly dressed, but she has a pouty mouth as well. That needs to be fixed asap!” Chloe turned around, her face was beat red while being pissed off at the same time. “Who the fuck do you think you are you creepy ass giant bitch!” The amazon ignored Chloe’s verbal spout as she pulled out a pacifier from a bag in the back of the stroller and was in the process of bringing it closer to her mouth. Anger and confusion were intertwined on Chloe’s face as she felt like time had slowed down for her body and it caused her to remain frozen in place. Thankfully Victoria blocked the pacifier from being forcefully entered into Chloe’s mouth by using her hand. “I’m sorry, but this portal little is a tourist and because of that, she doesn’t have to follow the same rules and regulations of our country. In case you don’t know, this hotel has a partnership with Diamond Tours and as such, some of the rooms are specifically made for their kind.” Victoria took the initiative and pulled Choe’s jeans back onto her waist. The sudden act of kindness gave Chloe a moment to regain her composure before she went into a full rage mode again. “I understand, but the attire she is wearing is just offensive to the eyes!” The amazon woman proclaimed as she tried to justify her actions. “And I’m sure you understand that if you continue to interfere with our tourists, certain legal actions can be used against you. Do you understand?” Chloe watched as Victoria’s demeanor had changed and now she gave a very threatening vibe from the look on her face, which caused the amazon woman to back off. “Okay Okay! You made your point.” The amazon woman then walked over to one of the lobbyists in the hotel so she could be helped instead of investigating the issue any further. “Are you alright? I apologize for that woman’s actions. It was completely inexcusable.” Victoria asked as she kept herself on one knee to speak face to face with the distraught girl. “For now I am. What the hell was with that giant freak? She had no right to touch me like that, let alone pull down my damn pants!” Chloe felt like she had been violated and wanted some physical retribution, but even she knew that would have been a losing battle. The amazon obviously weighed over nine or even ten times her own weight. “It was a big misunderstanding. She didn’t know you were a tourist and as such, you have certain liberties that most of the native littles don’t. But I have to give you a word of warning.” A chill went down Chloe’s spine as Victoria looked at her with a serious gaze. “While you are a tourist, such vulgar language will not be permitted in this dimension, as per the contract you have signed. But since this situation was a special one, I’ll let it go with just a warning.” Victoria placed her pinky finger on Chloe’s lips and then winked at the girl before smiling and getting back onto both her feet. “Now we got that out of the way, please be patient and let’s wait for the results, okay?” Chloe just nodded her head. She was no longer angry as it was replaced with a sense of unease due to Victoria’s presence. While waiting for the results from the hotel's management. Chloe noticed that the stroller right near her was the one that belonged to the annoying amazon woman that unjustly pulled down her pants. “I actually feel sorry for her baby. That bitch strikes me as the type that would...” Chloe stopped talking to herself as she took a peek inside the stroller. She had expected to see an oversized infant but instead she saw a boy that was around the same age as her, sitting firmly in it. Chloe had to rub her eyes to get a second opinion on what she was witnessing. The boy was wearing a bright blue t-shirt with a t-rex on it and most importantly he was wearing the biggest diaper that she had ever seen. “What in the hell…” Chloe watched silently as the boy continued to suckle down on an oversized baby bottle. The boy then turned his attention to Chloe and then took the bottle out of his mouth. “Baba?” The boy then offered his bottle to the young girl. Chloe could only respond by slowly backing away, unable to grasp at what she was seeing. “I’m so sorry Cody! Mama left you all alone while I was getting us a room for the night.” The amazon woman walked over and took hold of the stroller and began to distance herself from Chloe. “You should be in one of these, yourself!” The amazon woman said with a hint of anger as she looked back at Chloe with contempt. “Seriously, what the freak is with this place…” Chloe didn’t notice Victoria behind her as the amazon placed her hand on the girl’s head. “Spacing out? Perhaps you could use a nap. It’s been quite the trip for you!” Victoria stated as Chloe turned her attention back to her amazon tour guide. “So…Any…Luck?” Chloe couldn’t put together a proper sentence as she was aghast by the sight of someone around her age and size, wearing the attire of an infant. “Unfortunately, the system records are currently down at the moment, but management informed me that they would do a follow-up on the status of your sister in the next day or two. So be assured that your issues will eventually be resolved in a timely manner.” Victoria then grabbed hold of Chloe’s hand and began to escort her to the elevator. “I see…That sucks. I guess I’ll head to my hotel room and get settled in.” Chloe tried to gently free herself from Victoria’s grasp, but she wouldn’t budge. “Allow me to escort you to your room. I don’t want you to get lost now.” Victoria smiled as the two of them entered the elevator. The amazon pressed a button which caused the elevator to ascend. “It’s okay, I know the room number so it shouldn’t be too much of an issue.” “It’s perfectly fine. I insist.” Chloe was beginning to get a bit worried about Victoria’s intentions. She remembered that it was best to not cause a situation with an amazon based on Claire’s words but she didn’t want to be entirely helpless around someone that could be labeled as a possible threat. “From what I’ve seen, you and Claire seem to be getting along quite well. Have you two known each other for a long time?” Victoria asked as she and Chloe walked out of the elevator together and began to walk down the hallway of the floor that most of the tourists were staying in. “I just recently met with her for the first time today. So I don’t know much about her personally, but she seems to be an understanding and level headed person.” Chloe felt embarrassed having her hand held like some lost child. She was relieved that there was no one else walking in the hallway. “I see…That’s great to hear…By the way.” Chloe took a deep breath as she felt her body being lifted in the air and then carried in Victoria’s arms as she continued to walk towards the portal littles hotel room. Chloe wanted to slap Victoria for casually grabbing hold of her but the young girl held herself back, knowing that it would put her in an even worse situation. “Has Claire ever talked to you about the specifics, regarding this dimension? For example it’s natives, living arrangements, and most importantly, the internal dynamics of our company?” Chloe could easily see the fake smile that Victoria was giving. The conversation almost felt like an interrogation. “No, nothing like that. She has only talked to me about the same stuff that is already available on the brochure.” Chloe didn’t want to take a chance and say anything that could be used against Claire. She was the only person that she could trust in this dimension. “I see, that’s good to hear…By the way, do you know what the term, little is?” Victoria used Chloe’s key card to open her hotel door and walk themselves through it. “Ya…It’s a specific group of people that are smaller than the amazons, right?” Chloe asked as she watched as her body was slowly placed onto the mattress in the bedroom she would be staying in. “Yes, in other words, you are one of them.” Chloe gasped as she felt both her legs being lifted in the air. Victoria had a firm grasp on both of her ankles with just one hand. Chloe was beside herself. She didn’t know how to respond as she was forced to look up at the ceiling while only the upper part of her back was laying on the bed. “I think you need a good change before nap nap.” Victoria easily removed Chloe’s right shoe and then began to work on her left. Chloe began to have terrifying thoughts about that diapered boy she saw at the hotel lobby and began to assume the worst. But as soon as she was about to scream in terror, she felt her legs being lowered onto the bed. “I hope that I wasn’t overstepping your boundaries. It’s common courtesy to make all the newest tourists as comfortable as possible.” Victoria smirked as she looked down on the frightened portal little. Chloe could only look on in shock as she tried to regain a presence of mind. “It…It’s alright. I just need some…Time alone, that’s all.” Chloe stated as she slowly sat up. She could feel her body shaking from the sudden rush of adrenaline. She couldn’t keep her eyes off of Victoria’s, afraid that she was planning something even more wicked. “I understand, so I’ll let you take your time to get yourself changed and composed. Please be ready to come down to the conference room on the first floor within two hours. I have some fun plans for our whittle group.” Victoria winked once more at Chloe before closing the front door to her hotel room, leaving the distraught girl alone to try and gather herself. Chloe took a few minutes to take in everything that had just occurred. She then laid her back to the mattress as she slammed her fists on the bed in frustration. “That giant psycho monster…I seriously thought she was going to…” Chloe smacked her cheeks together. She didn’t even want to think about it. Right now, she only wanted to find something to distract herself with. She then turned her head and noticed that her luggage was laying right next to her bed, she quickly hopped off the bed and began to open it. “Thank god! Everything is here.” Chloe was surprised that the tour company had actually kept their word. Everything was in its rightful place. Her spare clothing, toiletries, and even her electronic devices were all there. “Perhaps I should give Claire a call in a few minutes. I really need to get some answers!” Chloe knew her cell phone would be utterly useless since there was no coverage in this dimension. Thankfully the hotel had its own wired landline. “Huh? What’s this?” Chloe noticed that there was a box right next to her luggage, it was shaped and designed to look like a birthday present. There was a note on the box that said something peculiar. “Compliments from the hotel.” “Knowing how things are going, I doubt anything inside will actually be useful or pleasant for that matter.” Chloe threw the box on the bed and began to strip down to her bra and panties. “No person, not even members of my family have any right to touch or even remove my damn clothes! Chloe then hopped onto the mattress, feeling slightly more invigorated. “This has to undoubtedly be the weirdest day of my life. And not only that, I have to stay in this bizarro land for a whole week! All for the sake of my dumb sister!” Chloe slightly whined to herself as she rolled over on the bed and was now laying next to the gift box from the hotel. Chloe spent a few minutes looking over it, pondering if she should allow her curiosity to get the best of her. “Fuck it. I’m gonna open this thing. Worst case, whatever it is, I’ll just throw it in the trash.” Chloe began to slowly open the box, feeling a bit worried that there would be something inside that could put her in harm's way. “The fuck!?” Chloe wasn’t sure as to what her hands had taken hold of, but she quickly pulled out a pink legless onesie with frills on the side of it. It also had snaps at the bottom of the outfit. And on the very front, there was a word printed on the clothing that simply said welcome. “What the hell are these giant people smoking!? Did they seriously mistake me for an actual toddler!?” Chloe threw the onesie on the floor and then checked to see what else was in the box. Chloe felt her skin crawl as she felt a soft material with her fingertips. The crinkling noises were evident as Chloe’s eyes widened up from what she had just grabbed with her hands. “A diaper. A literal freaking diaper! There is no mistake, these giants don’t actually see me as a toddler, but rather a goddamn infant! Do they honestly expect me to wear something like this?” Chloe noticed that there was a word printed on the front of the diaper and it said, newborn. “Okay, I really need to call Claire now. This is getting out of hand!” Chloe noticed that there was a smaller box inside the original gift box. She grabbed it and then ripped it open as a way to vent her ongoing frustration. “HAHAHAHA. Why am I not surprised!” Chloe couldn’t help but laugh, she didn’t know how else to express herself as she held a pacifier in her hand. “I think I’m beginning to understand what this fucked up dimension is all about. And if my gut feeling is true, Tanya is far deeper shit than I realized!” Chloe said as she twirled the pacifier with her finger. Sometimes laughter is the best medicine for such an unreal situation.

What's that thing that pride goeth before? Oh dang, it's a fall isn't it? ----- Chapter 16 Being a good girl was easy. Briana's day went by in a flash. She did chores when she was told, went to classes, sat in the library reading until Casey picked her up. A whole day doing whatever she was told, and lounging in her room on her phone otherwise. At the end of the day she proudly reported her success to Veronica, along with her nice dry pullups. Briana's diaper was wet again the next morning, but she didn't care, the previous day had felt like a victory. Veronica had woken her and sat by her bed to talk. That was a nice change too, not having to sit in a wet diaper. It always squished unpleasantly where she rested on Veronica's legs. Friday went as well as Thursday had. For the second day she let Veronica know that everything had gone well, along with staying dry! It was the first time Briana had really felt like positive progress was happening. She went to bed happy, and even woke up less wet than usual. Briana was out of bed and hugging Veronica like a happy puppy when she realized she still had something in her bladder. She was feeling so normal that she pulled open her underwear drawer on autopilot when she was getting dressed. She stared down at the carefully folded panties, soft hues from white to pink to yellow. "They're probably dusty by now!" Briana picked up her favorite pair of panties, white cotton with red lace roses embroidered across the top. She pulled them on to feel them. They felt good, barely there compared to a pullup. She pulled a pair of jeans on over them. Her heart pounded with excitement. "I've stayed dry for a few days now. A week if you don't count the thing with Gary. That was just part of the freak-out." She pulled on a bra and a button up blouse. Looking at herself in the mirror, she felt more grown up than she had in ages. "Veronica told me to work on this problem and I'm doing it! I'll just make sure I use the bathroom often. She'll be so proud when I told her there were no problems!" Briana threw herself into her assigned chores, and earned all of Saturday afternoon and evening off. She spent the time texting Gary and Casey; while frequently visiting the restroom. She was a little nervous when she had to pee twice that she hadn't noticed anything, but told herself that of course she wouldn't feel anything if she was going so often. When evening came, Briana gave herself a big high-five in the mirror. She had her report to make to Veronica. Even more, she was hoping she might wake up dry. She doffed her jeans and panties, grinning from ear to ear. They were still nice and dry! Instead of the panties, she slipped on a pullup with jeans on top. "I don't want to ruin the surprise for Veronica." "I had another great day!" Briana burst through the door to Veronica's office. "Congratulations sweetheart!" Veronica smiled, getting up to give Briana a big hug. "I got everything done, and I was dry all day." Briana beamed proudly. "I'm really proud of you." Veronica sat, pulling Briana into her lap. "Do you want me to diaper you tonight, or do you want to try a pullup tonight? You still have the plastic on your bed I think." "Can I?" Briana's eyes went wide. "You think it's okay if I do a pullup?" "You would have been fine in a pullup last night, I think it's worth the try. You've made a lot of progress in the last couple of days." "Yay!" Briana bounced on Veronica's lap. "How are you feeling?" Veronica asked, putting her arms around Briana to stabilize her. "Really grown up!" Briana said confidently. "I see." Veronica nodded. "Interesting choice of words. Is that why you're a little more dressed up than usual?" "Yep!" Briana nodded. "I wanted to look like a big girl today." "Ah, then you probably don't want me to put you to bed." "Well..." Veronica smiled. "I do enjoy it. Will you do it for me?" "Okay!" Briana bounced on Veronica's lap again. "Oof, careful there sweetie." Veronica gently slid Briana off her lap. "Let's get you put to bed." Briana scampered to her room, pausing to brightly call goodnight to her roommates. Jane and Erin gave her funny looks, but she got an enthusiastic wave from Suzie. Once in the bedroom, she let Veronica take her clothes off with only a little squirming. Down to her pullup, she stood totally unselfconscious while Veronica put her clothes in the hamper. "Did you brush your teeth?" Veronica asked, looking Briana over with a calculating gaze. "Oops!" Briana walked out of the room without bothering to put on pajamas or cover her chest. She returned, flashing a clean minty smile at Veronica. "You sure you're feeling okay, sweetie?" Veronica caressed Briana's cheek. "Yeah, I feel really good." Briana stretched. "Actually I'm not really sleepy yet. Can you stay and talk?" "Okay, but get in bed first." Veronica pulled back the covers, dragging them back over Briana when she hopped in.. She sat on the edge of the bed. "Is there something bothering you?" "No, I don't want to go to sleep yet." Briana said, sitting up bare-chested. "Do you want me to read you a story?" Veronica asked curiously. Briana's eyes lit up excitedly, but she quickly shifted to a frown. "That's not very grown up!" "You're right, but we've already talked a couple of times today, I don't have anything else right now either." She gently poked Briana's nose. "Bedtime." "I'm not sleepy yet!" Briana protested. "You've been so good, don't blow it now." Veronica said. She pulled the covers up to Briana's chin as Briana reluctantly slid back down in bed. She was almost out the door with the lights out when Briana spoke again. "Would you really have read me a story?" "I would have, do you want one?" Veronica turned, silhouetted by the hallway light. "No, that's okay." Briana let her head fall on the pillow. Briana woke what seemed like moments later to Veronica shaking her awake. She reached down between her legs and cried out in joy. Nothing had leaked! She still had a mostly full bladder! Sure, the pullup was wet, but it was nothing compared to what had been happening recently. With her rose-panties rescued from the laundry bin, Briana felt like she was floating through the day. She was sure that her wetting problems would be over soon. That meant dates that wouldn't be weird with Gary. Maybe some weird dates with Casey, but wearing pullups had been fun with her so that could be okay. Homework and chores took a chunk of the day but she barely noticed them. Everything was less important than her excitement for the future. Her work on the Microbio homework was really rushed, but there was no one in the house qualified to check it. Briana simply pretended there was no problem. Dinner prep was Briana and Suzie, everyone else had yet to get home. Briana had a nice mindless task chopping onions; her mind wandered to the rest of the week. She had a test coming up, and she hadn't put in any job applications recently. Maybe she could talk to Dr. Grove about getting on his lab team. Her train of thought was interrupted by a weird tightness in her skinny jeans. She looked down to see a huge spreading wet-patch. "Oh no," she cried, "Oh no no no no no!" It kept coming with no control at all. It was as big an accident as an early morning wet, soaking her jeans and through them, actually dribbling audibly on the floor. "Woah, you okay?" Suzie came over, staring at Briana in shock. "What's going on... are you not wearing pullups?" Briana stared at Suzie, shocked and shamefaced. She managed to slightly shake her head. "Why not? Briana, it's all over the kitchen floor!" Suzie took a couple of bare-footed steps back, wrinkling her nose. "I'm standing in it." "S-s-s-s-s-or-or-or-y" Briana whimpered. Suzie sighed and rolled her eyes. She grabbed a dish towel and threw it on the floor, then went for the mop. Briana hobbled to the side, too shocked at what had happened to help. "You are going back in diapers." Suzie said as she mopped in short quick strokes. "You're getting a spanking, and you're grounded for a while if I have anything to say about it." "No!" Briana wailed. "Everything was going really well! It was almost over!" Suzie dumped the mop and dish towel into the mop bucket. "Briana, I'm a little upset with you. You get up to your room right now while I put dinner on hold. You wait there until I come up to change you." "No!" Briana screamed. "No! This isn't fair! It's not! I was done!" Suzie grabbed a wooden spoon from the jar and grabbed Briana's arm. Briana struggled, her feet slipping on the slick floor. With surprising skill Suzie twisted Briana's arm behind her back and up. Briana was bent over the table with a whimper of pain. "You are being a very bad baby right now." Suzie said. The swish of the spoon left Briana no time to retort. She let out a cry of pain as the spoon caught her across her wet jeans. Four more times the spoon came down, each time it was a shock that blossomed out into red hot pain. "I'll be good, I'll be good." Briana sobbed, tears dripping on the table. She gratefully shook her arm out as Suzie let her go. "Take your pants off." Suzie said. "You heard me! We're not even done with your spanking yet." Briana whimpered, cowering when Suzie raised the spoon again. She fumbled her jeans open and down, then her panties. She sobbed again to see her rose panties dripping as she rolled them down her thighs. Suzie sat, and dragged Briana over her knee. She stroked the spoon over Briana's bare butt. "N-no please." Briana blubbered. "Suzie please, not the spoon." "You should have thought about that before you skipped wearing your pullups." Suzie brought the spoon down, forcing a yelp out of Briana. Nine more times, while Briana sobbed until the snot flowed out of her nose onto the floor. She felt herself wet again, helpless to stop it as pee flowed in spurts down her legs or splattered on Suzie's pants. Suzie walked Briana upstairs and put her in the shower. Briana sat under the hot water, keeping her butt out of the stream. She wished she could fall into that floaty state she'd been in with Veronica's first spanking, or after her roommates had all spanked her. It wasn't to be, the feeling of shame and disappointment was too real. Pulled out of the shower and gently dried off by Suzie, Briana obediently went to her bedroom. The changing blanket was on her bed, and Briana lay down on it without protest. The lotion was a merciful relief, even if Suzie didn't give her sex the extra attention that Erin usually did. The talcum powder was soothing, but something about the diaper under it felt funny. "What's that?" Briana asked, staring at the large rectangular pad in the middle of the diaper. "Booster pad." Suzie said, pulling the diaper up and taping it. Briana flushed but lay back. She didn't want to try Suzie's temper right now. The flower petal blouse Suzie put on her seemed babyish but Briana kept quiet about that as well. It wasn't until she realized that the 'blouse' was being snapped around her crotch that she protested. "Suzie, what... you're putting me in a onesie?" "That's right. It'll make you a lot easier to change." Suzie said. "I don't want to wear this!" Briana reached for the snaps only to have Suzie slap her hands away. "You're not in any position to choose." Suzie said. "Did you forget you're supposed to be doing what we say?" "This is totally unreasonable!" Briana shouted. "Good thing Veronica anticipated you having a meltdown." Suzie said. She picked up something off the bedside table and shoved it in Briana's mouth. Briana froze in embarrassed shock as her mouth closed reflexively over the rubber nipple. The pacifier's ring tapped lightly against her lower lip. She felt her nipples harden and her crotch warm, at the same time that she was trembling with shame. "Now, I'm not strong enough to lift you." Suzie said. "So you can come with me and sit on a blanket in the kitchen like a good girl. Otherwise I have to tie you up and put a baby-monitor up here." Briana looked at Suzie in disbelief. "I told you, Veronica figured something like this would happen. Please come downstairs." Suzie sighed. "I don't even know where the batteries are for the baby monitor, and I have to finish dinner." Briana could only whimper behind the pacifier. She didn't resist when Suzie pulled her wrist and followed her roommate downstairs. A crib blanket on the kitchen floor was the final, humiliating touch. Briana lay down on it to spare her aching rear. All her plans and hopes were washed away with the pee that Suzie was mopping up. She was torn between dreading the return of the rest of her roommates and wanting Veronica to be home.

You're right. She's at such a stage now where the Anazons would never expect her to even be able to talk. We'll see if she will be able to communicate with anyone after such a long time in Dr. Devereux's womb. Born in a foreign land looking identical to an Amazon newborn save for the fact she still has her hair... this will be interesting to see what happens next. Here's a really long chapter for you all to enjoy since I've been busy lately. Please share your thoughts on Caroline's current predicament and let me know if you're still enjoying the story! ------ Caroline awoke to the sounds of babies wailing all around which pulled her out of the terrible dream she was having. In her dream she had been consumed by darkness and was trying to escape from the inside of that demented Amazonian doctor. After an eternity of kicking only to succumb to sleep, the struggle finally ended when the crazy bitch pushed her out of her body like she was a baby. The whole thing literally made no sense and, to add insult to injury, she vividly recalled the doctors in her dream had even diapered her just like any other newborn! However, when Caroline tried to stretch while yawning, she immediately realized that she couldn't move her arms and legs past the blanket that covered her! She couldn't open her eyes and scrunched up her face as she stained her body just to try and lift her arms and found that she could barely move them. Nothing seemed to work; her arms and legs laid there lifelessly after she stopped focusing on her limbs. Even her head felt heavy on her neck. She clenched her fists in anger and tried to open her eyes as she did her best to wriggle her way out of whatever she was trapped in. At first, It felt like her limbs were useless, but the more she used her muscles and struggled to move her arms and legs, the more they started to respond to her commands. It was true that she felt incredibly weak, like she had been unable to move for a very long time, but it didn't help her that something was wrapped around her body, tightly pinning her arms and legs in place while something thick cradled her bottom and crotch. She thrashed around against the soft surface, making the strange bulk wrapped around her waist release a muffled crinkle as she finally forced her eyes open. The light was incredibly bright on her eyes and she could barely see much of anything, but she could tell that something was separating her from the rest of the room. It looked like it was some sort of barrier made of thick plastic and it ran past her head and down the length of her body like some sort of pod. Even with how hazy things were in the room, Caroline noticed that the strange structure she was laying in had holes built into each side of the clear box. 'Wait a minute, those holes!' Suddenly, Caroline realized what she was laying in; it was a neonatal intensive care unit! That meant that her crazy nightmare had actually happened! She literally clawed her way out of Dr. Devereux's body and was then diapered and swaddled like she was a newborn baby! The redhead writhed on the incubator's mattress, trying to release herself from the cocoon of fabric that some nurse must've wrapped her in when she was asleep. Still, no matter how much her epiphany fueled her desperation to break free, the fabric wouldn't budge. After valiantly trying to escape from the swaddling blanket for about ten minutes Caroline gave up and laid there inside of the humid enclosure of her incubator staring up at the ceiling. She felt so weak as a warm trickle of sweat dripped down from underneath her arms and trickled past both sides of her breasts. 'How could they mistake me for a newborn?!' Caroline wondered as she laid there. 'I mean, they might treat Littles like babies, but it can't be a common occurrence for a full grown Little to come out of an Amazon in a hospital. Do they really think I'm a newborn? I have breasts for crying out loud!' Speaking of crying, her neighbors were still bawling their brains out. The Little Geneticist blinked her eyes, trying to get them to focus so she could at least get a look at what the hell was going on outside of her incubator. As she tried to focus her cloudy eyes she spotted an incubator next to her own and began to wonder if it was possible that this was all an elaborate hoax perpetrated by Dr. Devereux and her staff. After all, she wouldn't be surprised if Dr. Devereux had manipulated her memories through drugs or even hypnotic suggestions. After all, the last thing she remembered was drinking the shot glass of drugged wine before everything went dark and then that crazy foreign woman shoved her up into Dr. Devereux's pussy face first. Maybe that was a byproduct of the drugged wine? Strange and impossible hallucinations? Maybe she never was inside of Dr. Devereux's womb at all. Was it possible that the deranged doctor had simply programmed her to believe that she was inside of the giant's womb when she was actually stored inside some sort of sensory deprivation tank for the past few days? The more Caroline thought about it, the less far fetched it all seemed. If it was all faked then the notion of the giant woman putting her in some kind of maternity ward full of other diapered Littles made a lot more sense than her being born in a regular hospital where trained doctors and nurses had mistaken her for a newborn baby. Even if she was in some kind of faux maternity ward, that didn't change the fact that she was trapped here. Thoughts of her friends and family came to the front of her mind as she laid in the enclosed infantile container. Caroline knew that they would look for her, but what would happen once they found her? It's not like they could rescue her once they discovered her fate. This simple yet depressing fact made her slowly start to sob. Thoughts of her job, her research, and all the good she had done in this world being cut short by that crazy woman made her chest tremble as her already blurry eyes filled with tears. A shrill wail escaped from her mouth as she genuinely started crying. Everything had been taken away from her! She would never make a difference! The only thing she had left were her thoughts and they kept fueling her sorrow. She bitterly wished she had just fought a little harder against Matilda before everything went black. Maybe if she had refused to talk with her and stayed with Zsófia things would have been different. Or she could have simply refused to leave her lab and journey to the mainland! The only thing worse than losing her mind thinking about all the ways she would have avoided this fate was- whatever the hell this was! She was no longer an adult or a respected doctor! She was now just another baby and, to make matters worse, the cries of sadness coming from her mouth practically matched the cries coming from around her incubator. "Ā, kono kawaī akachan o mitekudasai!" Caroline was startled by the sound of someone talking above her in an unknown language. She gazed up at the giant woman through tear stained eyes as the Amazon punched in a code for the lid of her incubator to slide open. She could see that the woman was dressed all in white as the plastic lid finally left her field of view. It was nice to see things a bit more clearly, but that didn't change the fact that she was literally looking up at an Amazon who seemed to be grabbing something out of her pocket. Caroline was forced to lay there as the giantess leaned forward and started to wipe the gunk from Caroline's eyes and face. The diapered geneticist closed her eyes and tried to turn her head away from the nurse who was wiping away all the tears and snot that covered her face, but she was too weak. A hot blush spread across Caroline's face as the woman started cooing nonsensical gibberish to her as she cleaned her face. The former Geneticist hated her body for blushing like that; showing the woman that she was embarrassed was literally like throwing gas on a fire. She was still an adult and it was humiliating for a woman of her academic stature to be treated like this, but she couldn't encourage this woman by showing weakness! "I doo nod bewong hew!" Caroline whined, internally cringing at the voice that came from her throat. "Chīsana akachan ga kawaī oto o tateru toki, watashi wa sore ga daisukidesu." The Amazonian nurse grinned. Caroline gawked at the nurse for a moment, knowing that the giant woman was speaking some kind of foreign language. Ever since she left the safety of her island nation, she feared that she would be adopted, but never had the thought crossed her mind that she wouldn't be able to communicate with whoever adopted her. In fact, it never even crossed her mind since most of the nations of Europa, including Pannonia, all spoke the standard Albion dialect. Every client she had done business with through digital conversations all had spoken Albion much like her island. The only thing that made things worse was how it had taken every ounce of her strength to utter that unintelligible gibberish which had fallen on deaf ears since the damn nurse didn't even speak Albion! As she laid there, Caroline realized that her voice was so weak that even she would've had trouble figuring out what she had said if she wasn't the person who had said it. "Watashi no akachan wa nodo ga kawaite imasu ka?" The giant nurse asked in a gentle voice. "Watashi no akachan wa miruku ga hoshīdesu ka?" The Little Geneticist shook her head as fast as her uncoordinated body would allow which wasn't very fast at all. She wasn't sure what the woman was saying, but she didn't want to find out. As she shook her head, it felt like she was still overcoming the effects of being drugged. She had originally assumed the blanket was restricting her range of motion of her arms and legs, which had made sense when she was trying to move her limbs, but her head was free of any and all obstructions. It just felt like her muscles in her neck were responding very slowly and did not want to work. If the theory she had come up with was true then it might've been the side effects of a powerful sedative that someone had injected her with when she was being held in the sensory deprivation tank. However, each word the nurse uttered forced Caroline to come to terms with the possibility that she wasn't in the lab. The Pannonian she had heard spoken randomly in the airport sounded nothing like the language she was hearing right now. "Upseh daiseh." The giant woman cooed at her in broken Alboin while scooping up the swaddled geneticist. As Caroline was lifted up from her incubator, she finally got a decent view of the maternity ward and she was shocked by what she saw: There were at least a dozen or more incubators laid out in two rows and all of them were occupied by legitimate newborn Amazon babies! She didn't see anyone else who vaguely resembled a full grown female or male Little inside the incubators, but it was possible that the Amazons could have performed cosmetic surgery to make the Littles look like newborns. The Little geneticist had heard of such cosmetic atrocities from one of her own clients who was so desperate to have a baby that they mentioned doing that to a Little if they couldn't get pregnant. Still, that didn't make any sense since every baby in the room legitimately looked like they were only hours old. It would've taken far too much time and effort to alter everyone present just to fuck with her perception and appease Matilda. Caroline paid close attention to the incubator that was closest to hers as she laid against the crook of the nurse's arm. Right in front of her was a newborn getting a diaper change. The baby wore only a diaper, which was being pulled open as the boy's legs idly twitched and kicked in the air as if they were acting on their own. The nurse tending to the boy talked in that same strange language as she untaped the diaper. Caroline couldn't explain what she was seeing no matter how hard she tried. The baby looked like he was just born and no amount of Amazonian surgery could imitate a baby's body language, his twitching, randomly kicking legs looked completely natural. As the bottle entered her dry mouth, she found herself forced to accept the rubber nipple as her thoughts were pushed to the back of her mind. Her mouth slowly suckled on the bottle, subconsciously working its way into a steady rhythm as she tried to hide her blush. Her throat was sore from crying and her mouth was dry, if it wasn't such a chalky liquid, and so humiliating to her ego, she would've been grateful for the drink. As the minutes slowly ticked by, the nurse started singing some sort of song to her while slightly rocking her. Caroline found her mind drifting away from her current humiliation and back to the overall picture of her situation as she had a cruel epiphany; this was really happening to her. This wasn't some massive maternity ward cooked up to trick the Pannonian government into buying Matilda's crazy scheme of creating Amazons from Littles; this was the real thing! Things started to fall into place when Caroline threw away any notion of this being faked. It made more sense that she was the only adult who was wearing a diaper in the room. Yeah, she was a Little, but Littles don't end up in maternity wards with Amazon babies! They end up in orphanages or state run adoption agencies. If the experiment was a success then shouldn't they both be leaving the hospital? What happened to the deal Matilda and her made? Why was she in the arms of a nurse who didn't even look like she was from any part of Europa? Why was she being bottle fed?! "Bleeghh" Caroline whined, "I nod supposed ta beh hewe! This sloppy declaration caused the formula to spill from her mouth as she clumsily tried to push the bottle away with her hands. "Urusaku naranaide kudasai, anata wa anata no miruku ga hitsuyōdesu." The nurse shushed her and pressed the nipple of the bottle to Caroline's lips, this time applying a bit of pressure. Overpowered by the nurse, Caroline was forced to accept the giant teat once more and lay there in the woman's arms. All this did was give her time to think and dwell on the fact that Matilda was her only hope in this strange and foreign land. Caroline shuddered at the increasingly real possibility that she would most likely end up in an orphanage and adopted by some couple to be their baby if Matilda decided that she had proved her theory and wanted nothing more to do with her. Then, there was also the absurd, but very real chance that the nurses and doctors could simply say she was an Amazon baby born from an Amazon and put her up for adoption which would mean reliving her entire childhood all over again. 'Oh, God. What if I end up retaking all of elementary school and high school all over again!' The very thought made Caroline feel sick to her stomach. An accomplished adult with multiple doctorates having to learn multiplication and division in third grade again, when she would be in her thirties, was almost a fate worse than being someone's baby forever. Not wanting to think of such a horrible fate, Caroline peered around the giant bottle being held up to her mouth and resumed watching the nurse interact with the baby in the incubator. It seemed that the nurse was busy taking the boy's measurement with a rather high tech device. What surprised Caroline the most was the fact that the boy looked like he was about four feet tall given his size compared to her own. Even now, as her own nurse was bottle feeding her, she was astonished that an Amazon could be so small and yet almost be as tall as her mere hours after being born. She was over five feet tall and this newly born infant would've been almost as tall as her if he was able to stand up. Caroline also realized that this would be the only time in her life that she would ever be taller than an Amazon. Sadly, they didn't measure height here; It was all length and weight, but she had other things to worry about than being measured by tape and weighed on a baby scale. Swaddled and pinned against the Amazon nurse's bosom, Caroline was forced to drink her baby bottle of formula until she started sucking up air. As the empty bottle was pulled away from her mouth, Caroline was able to focus on something other than her lips working on the oversized nipple of the bottle. The first thing she noticed was how incredibly bloated her belly felt. It was a good thing that she could barely move her body because every slight movement the nurse made seemed to jostle her full stomach amplify the pain she felt. She groaned and looked up at the woman with pleading eyes. Even though neither woman was able to comprehend the other, the nurse seemed to know exactly what was troubling the small woman. Slowly, the nurse lowered her back onto the mattress of the incubator and removed the swaddling, freeing Caroline from the cocoon of soft cotton blankets. However, her freedom was short lived as the nurse quickly lifted her back into the air until she was draped over the nurse's shoulder. Caroline could feel the much larger woman's hand cupping her thickly diapered bottom as she looked around from her new vantage point, straining her neck to truly take in everything she could see. The room wasn't exactly huge, but if she was to get onto the tiled floor, maybe she could escape. It would take a few minutes to walk from one end to the other and probably three times that amount of time to crawl since she doubted she could even walk in her current condition, but at least it was an option. An unexpected, but gentle hand started patting her on the back, interrupting the Little woman's plotting. Caroline suddenly realized that she was being burped! She didn't know what to do when the gentle patting created an odd pressure in her stomach. Much to her surprise, she felt the pressure begin to rapidly rise up her body until it was threatening to erupt from her throat. It reminded her of one of the few parties she had attended at university which ended in her throwing up all over one of the cute guys in attendance. The memory was fuzzy, but her body's reaction to being burped felt very familiar. Caroline instinctively clenched her mouth shut, trying to stop herself from puking all over the floor which caused her cheeks to puff outwards like a blowfish. Despite being able to stop the biological geyser trying to erupt from her mouth, the nurse hadn't stopped patting her back. A new bubble was forming in her gut which couldn't be contained or suppressed much to the small woman's dismay. Her body acted on it's own as Caroline's mouth opened to release the gas in the form of a burp, causing the warm fluid sitting in her mouth to release, spilling onto the giant woman's shoulder. Caroline's eyes went wide when she noticed the white liquid that was now covering the giant's uniform. If that wasn't bad enough, she could feel some of the projectile vomit on her chin as the taste of rotten milk lingered in her mouth. "Shiawasena supittā!" The nurse announced in a rather cute voice. Caroline didn't know what the woman had said, but she found herself being moved away from her shoulder until she laid in the crook of the giant's arm. Her face grew flush when the nurse started cooing at her as she brought a washcloth to her face and began wiping away the milky spit up which was all over her chin. She was treated no differently than any of the others in the maternity ward and had to endure having the puke that had just came from her stress riddled stomach cleaned off of her face like she was just another fussy infant. Once the rag was pulled away, Caroline looked up at the nurse who had just cleaned her face. The woman simply smiled down at her. "Anata ga yasumu jikandesu." Not knowing what was said, Caroline found herself being lowered back down onto the soft material of the incubator. It was actually comforting when her body made contact with the memory foam of the mattress. The giant nurse then punched something into the keypad causing the roof of the incubator to retract over her body, sealing her into the giant plastic pod while simultaneously separating her from the giants and the crying babies. The cries were still present, and just as annoying as before, but the fact that the nurse had left her alone was refreshing; she was finally able to just lay there in peace. Even though she was still upset and angry about how things were going, the events that had transpired since she had awoken, coupled with the tumultuous room, had gotten the better of her. Caroline felt her eyelids droop as sleep claimed her once more. To Be Continued... 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I have recently noticed some trends in my own untraining journey that involve bedwetting / nighttime wetting. I have read previous accounts where there seems to be no rhyme or reason, and that it is as much mental as physical etc. etc. But, then again, I'm not so sure! I thought I'd offer my progression to date and see if anyone wants to share their similar progression to see if we have any overlaps! I'm more interested in the sequence than in how long in between phases, but others can choose to share whatever they like! Phase One: Try hypnosis, drink lots of water, but almost always wake up and consciously pee. Maybe one time that I actually slept through first wetting with help of sleep aid. Phase Two: Easier to fall back asleep after waking up to wet, increased times where I'm unsure if my first wetting was awake or asleep. Always wake up for last wetting. Believe this is primarily due to being worried that diaper may leak, even if I had cover and pad on. Phase Three: Not worry about if I will nighttime wet, don't drink water excessively before bed, but notice that more often than not the first wetting of the night is happening without waking up, second/third wettings happen with a groggy consciousness, last wetting usually fully awake. Phase Four: First wetting always asleep. Some second or third wettings while asleep. Last wetting still wake up. The less I hydrate or try to think about wetting, the more likely I am to wet without waking up until the last wetting. Conculsions: 1. have noticed a progression in night wetting that starts with the first wetting being while asleep, then increasingly the future wettings move in that direction, but the last wetting is still with me waking up. 2. I've also noticed that generally speaking, the less I try to over hydrate or "make" it happen, the more it is likely to happen. 3. The more confident I am that I won't leak or wet the bed, the more likely I am to wet. 4. The more sleep I get at night (7-8 hours or more), the more likely I am to wet while asleep. Hope that helps! Love to hear people's view of if there is any predictability based on your phases or patterns! I'm just not content to believe that there is "no rhyme or reason" to a pattern of untraining here!

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Part 9: “One…” Mae counted. Why did adults-um older adults- think that counting was so effective. I mean anyone can count, it’s not a hard thing to do, Paige thought. “Two”… Mae said more firmly, and Paige jumped a little. God think! Okay, maybe it was effective. At derailing Paige’s thoughts at least. But it wasnt going to change that she was staying in this room for the next million years. Okay, she could do this. She could hold out. She could just wait until they all left for work then come out. What was gonna happen if she didn’t open the door by the time her mom got to- “Thr-“ Mae didn’t even get the word out before Paige had quickly turned the lock and scampered back, grabbing for the discarded pajama shirt and pulling it over her head as the door opened. “Honey, why aren’t you dressed yet? Breakfast is getting cold and no one wants to start without you. And why was that door locked, young lady?” Mae asked, looking at her daughter who was struggling to find the arm holes of the purple long sleeved pajama shirt, the hem stuck around her nose. “Oh baby, let me do that”, Mae tutted, reaching out and twisting the shirt before pulling the girl’s arms through the holes. “Mom I can do I-“, Paige started, but she had barely started when her left hand was pulled through the cuff and released. While Mae disappeared behind her again, Paige looked down at the pastel hearts and ponies adorning the front of her shirt. Perhaps the only good thing to be said about the shirt is that there wasn’t too much of it. Though that didn’t feel so good just now. It stopped short an inch or two above the waistband of her goodnite and As Mae appeared with a matching garment, she tapped Paige’s calf signaling for her to put her foot inside. In seconds Mae was pulling the waistband up and straightening it out before patting Paige on the bottom and saying, “okay, let’s go, slowpoke, everyone is hungry and some of us have jobs to get to!” Looking down, Paige froze, however, cheeks blazing. She could see a solid inch of the goodnite still peeking out, and the slight outline of the padding was visible puffing out just a bit around her crotch. If she were a guy it wouldn’t be an issue, but save the few born with penises, not many girls had bulges there. The pajamas were thin, tapering down to thick purple bands near her ankles that matched the thick cuffs near her wrists. Peeking over her shoulder at the mirror, Paige could see that even more of the infantile garment was exposed below the top of the pants in the back. This was exactly what she would want to wear during a scene, but not one she felt comfortable wearing downstairs to breakfast. Blushing again at the slight warmth between her thighs, she finally spoke as her mom turned back towards her impatiently. “M-mooooom! I can’t wear this! It’s from when I was a little kid!” She whined. “Honey there’s nothing wrong with it, you’re only going to be in it until you finish your breakfast and get in the shower. It’ll be even less time if we can get a move on”. Mae answered, walking back and taking her daughter by the hand. “B-but you can see my di-my… you know!” Paige answered back with indignation. How could her mother think this was appropriate. “Honey, we all know about your diapers, you don’t have to hide that. Just pull your shirt down a little if it bothers you. Now let’s go, it’s getting late and your dad needs to be in early for a meeting today”, Mae said dismissively, tugging at her hand. Paige squeaked out a “nnnno! I-I have to change!”, resisting her mother’s tug and crossing her arms over her chest with finality. She was surprised when that seemed to work, when her mom immediately let go of her hand and looked sympathetic. “Oh honey, already? Okay let me see…”, Mae said, reaching towards Paige and pulling her pants down her thighs a bit. Paige didn’t have time to process what was going on let alone fully uncross her arms to prevent this before her mom had started squeezing the crotch of her pull-up… checking her pull-up. “Mmmoooooooom!” Paige squealed. She pushed her mom’s hands away and took a step backwards, stumbling a bit on her pants. She reached down and tugged them up as high as they would go. Paige’s mom was looking appraisingly at her now, a question on her face. Had she honestly thought that Paige meant… that!? “Okay, you’re dry, honey, and I’m starting to think you’re stalling on purpose. So I’m gonna make things easier”, Mae said this in that calm, practiced way that had led to most of the unpleasant parts of Paige’s first evening at home. “You have two choices sweetie; one, you take my hand and come down and have a nice breakfast with us like a good girl, or two, I have your father come carry you downstairs and you can spend breakfast standing in timeout. It is your choice, but either way you’re coming down to breakfast”. She held her hand calmly, waiting for her daughter. Paige thought about her options. She didn’t know if Mae was bluffing, but as doting as Jake seemed to be, and as big as he was, she didn’t want to test her mom. That and yesterday’s time out fiasco left her with only one option she could think of, so she grudgingly and wordlessly stuck out her hand and let her mom lead her out and down to breakfast with a, “good choice, honey”, and a quick nod from her mom. All the way into the kitchen and all through breakfast Paige was forced to tug at the hem of her shirt and the waistband of her pants, blushing as both Jake and Mia complimented her on her childish pajamas. Mae and Jake were each dressed for work, Jake in his suit and tie and Mae in her dental hygienist scrubs. Mia, too, was dressed, tight denim shorts hugging her curves and bright red lifeguard tank dipping below her ample cleavage. She looked like a supermodel, not some teenage lifeguard. Being the only one in pajamas, let alone such childish ones that showed off her pull-up beneath, hair mussed and face still matted with drool was bad enough, but at least if Mia looked more like what she was, a kid off to her summer job, Paige would feel better. The conversation went on around and over Paige, who just sat there, arms crossed, pushing yogurt around the dish in front of her, poking at the fruit and occasionally eating, (only the little bits of granola that weren’t touching the gross greek yogurt ), or drinking the apple juice in front of her. Even that tasted weird, grainier or something, but being that she wasn’t planning on touching anything else, she still managed to drink a full glass and a half. It was probably some health-nut version, she thought with a grimace as she took another sip and set it down on the table roughly. A little too roughly, perhaps, because as soon as she released her hand, the cup swayed a bit. Reaching out to keep it from tipping over, Paige knocked it further in the other direction, leaving it to tumble off the table to smash on the ground, but not before soaking her and the placemat with sticky juice. “Oh, Paige!” Mae shot up out of her chair and was already assessing the damage before Paige could get out a muted “oops”. “Oh honey, you’re soaked. You have to be more careful. Don’t move”, Mae said, as Mia came around the table with paper towels and Jake started picking up glass shards. “I’m sorry”, Paige said quietly, then “I can do that myself, you guys… just go and… I’ll just-”, but no one seemed to be listening, her mom returning with a dust pan which she handed to Jake, and pulling Paige up short as she started to tug at the waistband of her childish Pajamas. “Mmmmoooooom!” Paige squealed, trying and failing to keep her pants on her body as her mom removed them before retreating with them, saying, “it’s okay, wait right here Paigey”. Mia had disappeared somewhere as well and only Jake and Paige were now in the room, the former giving her a jovial ruffle of the hair and saying, “don’t sweat it, kiddo, accidents happen”, before returning to his task. Paige moved to stand up, but he caught her quickly under the armpits, depositing her easily back onto the chair where her bottom landed in a puddle of juice. “Not so fast, munchkin, you don’t have any shoes on, you’ll get glass in your feet”. Paige didn’t know if she should appreciate the thought or be offended, but one thing she was sure of is that she felt all of two inches tall right now. Here she was sitting at the table in a puddle wearing a childish pony pajama top that did nothing to cover her only other garment, a goodnite, while all around her the rest of the adults, all dressed and made up for the day, each buzzed about cleaning up after her spill. And she was being told that she couldn’t help without hurting herself… she should be completely repulsed by this, but honestly she could feel moisture in her goodnite that wasn’t from the apple juice. By the time Mae returned with a pack of baby wipes and a towel in hand, Jake had gotten most of the largest shards and Mia had started to vacuum. Without so much as a word to Paige, Mae started wiping her down with the baby wipes, and Jake plucked her off the seat like before so Mae could attack the back of her thighs before setting her down where a towel now sat on her chair. Paige didn’t even have time for more than a “hey! What!?” Before she was back in the chair, seated next to Mia, who had already returned the vaccuum to the closet. And then they were all back at the table and it was business as usual as if none of that had even happened, and Jake was talking about a coworker that they all seemed to know about, and who they shared a laugh over. Paige might have thought that she had dreamed the whole scene, except she had proof wrapped around her bottom. Not too much later, Jake headed out the door with a kiss on the cheek for Mia, a long sloppy kiss for Mae, and another hair ruffle and… a forehead kiss!? for Paige, who scowled back, doing her best to hide her goodnite as he came closer. Paige desperately needed to pee by now, her morning reserve not having been taken care of like she normally would have with a trip the bathroom right after waking up, distracted as she was by the chaos of her own bedwetting. She glanced at the clock hoping that the other two would soon be on their way; she wasn’t about to get up wearing nothing but a shirt and a goodnite in front of her mom and Mia. After clearing the table and wiping it down, Mia was the next to leave with a quick goodbye, and Paige just sat there, pretending to be wiping crumbs from the perfectly clean table, hoping that her mom would leave so she could finally go to the bathroom. “Okay, I’m heading out now too, honey, be a good girl and make sure to clean up after yourself, okay?”, Mae said, walking around the kitchen as she filled a travel mug with coffee and grabbed her purse and keys before coming over to kiss Paige and give her a big hug. “Mooooooom, I’m not a baby,” Paige whined, but she felt the irony as her mom chose that moment to squeeze the crotch of her pull-up. And to her horror it didn’t resist the way a dry diaper does, but instead gave way with a distinct squishiness of a faintly damp pull-up. “Mmmhmm” her mom dismissed her, then “oh dear, I was going to suggest that you try to sit on the potty, but I guess I should have taken you earlier”. “Huh?”, Paige stared back, “N-no, I… i didn’t- it’s just… it’s the… the juice! Really! No really, mom, it is!”, Paige stammered back, genuinely dumbfounded that her mom could be obtuse enough not to realize that, but she could see that her arguments weren’t having the effect she thought. “Honey, diapers don’t let moisture in through the middle, the only place the juice could have soaked into is the leg holes, and your diaper-“ “It’s not a diaper and it’s not-“, Paige shouted, cutting her mom off and slamming her fist on the table while her mom silenced her with one finger. “That’s strike two already for attitude, Paige. Don’t think that I didn’t hear the way you yelled at your sister when all she did was try to help this morning”, Mae said, seriously. Paige wanted to argue back, but honestly, Mia had just been coming to get her comforter for the wash after all… what could she really say in her defense… “And even after you acted like a brat to her, she still came to your defense, and convinced me to cut you some slack”, Mae shook her head. “Sh-she did?”, Paige asked, in disbelief. “Yes, honey. She’s also the one who told me to back off on you about the whole bathroom thing… though I think you proved her wrong there…”, Mae said, gesturing towards Paige’s waist. “Mom, it really is apple juice! It is. I swear”, Paige said, but she had no answer when her mom asked again about how it would have soaked into the middle of her pull-up like that. Her mom wasn’t wrong, it really didn’t make sense. Paige knew more about diapers than most, and if the juice was going to soak in through the legs it would be wetter there than in the middle… and would much even soak in that way? But she knew she hadn’t had an accident. She was feeling on the brink of one now… but she knew she hadn’t done that! I mean, yeah, she had been a bit aroused at one point, but it couldn’t have been that much, and she certainly wasn’t about to tell her mom about that. This didn’t make any sense. Had she really dribbled and not noticed? She had wet the bed last night after all. But she had never done that before as an adult before this, let alone have an accident without knowing about it. Maybe she should actually go see a doctor, she thought, but the idea was too stressful. Had she brought this on herself with her lies? As much as she liked diapers, she didn’t love the possible reality of actually needing them as much as she liked the idea in the abstract, imaginary way. Oh god, was she going to have to wear diapers for the rest of her life? What would she do when she went swimming?! Would she have to tell everyone? Would people all know? Paige could feel the anxiety getting the better of her when she felt gentle hands pulling her in for a hug, felt the warmth of her mom’s next and the smell of her perfume and the soothing “shhhhhhh” as she scratched Paige’s back gently with her nails. “Hey, hey, it’s okay, I’m not mad at you, accidents happen, it’s okay”, her mom soothed as Paige unclenched her jaw. Mae’s hand moved up to her daughter’s neck where she gently stroked her hairline. Paige didn’t know what to say. She hadn’t imagined this response from her mom. She could feel her muscles unclench just a little and she felt completely exhausted all of a sudden. Too soon though, her mom stopped rubbing and stood back up, gently brushing Paige’s hair behind her ears. “You’re so tense, hunny. Why don’t you go take a bath then take a quick nap? You’ll feel much better”, Mae said kindly. “Y-yeah”, Paige nodded, still feeling at a loss. “Thanks, mom. I-I think I’ll do that”. “Okay, good. I bet everything will feel better when you get up. Don’t forget to put a clean pull-up on before your nap, sweetie”, Mae said, kissing the top of her daughter’s head, and then retreating to the kitchen door. Paige watched her go and waited until she could hear her car start up and pull away before she got up from the table and looked down at herself. While she could certainly appreciate the feeling of the slightly swollen padding rubbing against her, and the sight of the childish garment on display beneath her pajama shirt- in her kitchen of all places- the anxiety and the confusion about her accident last night and again today had her too tense to really enjoy it. Making it to the toilet to empty the rest of her bladder felt good physically, but it didn’t make her feel any more adult as the soggy goodnite sat on the ground under her feet. The shower helped a bit, and she was feeling totally exhausted by the time she got back to her room. She thought about taking a break from the goodnites and putting on some of her regular underwear for her nap, but the idea of wearing them around the house without consequence was too good to pass up, so she slid a new flowery pair up her legs and then looked in her drawers for some clothes. It seemed like everything she had left here there was ancient. She had basically been living out of a suitcase, or rather laundry basket after her mom washed her dirty clothes, the last few visits home, so she really hadn’t needed to dip into these rejects that hadn’t made the cut to come to college with her. Not in the mood to lug the trash bags upstairs and still hoping that her mom would cave and simply do it for her, especially with how kind and understanding she had been this morning, Paige sighed and pulled out an old powder blue T-shirt which felt soft and well worn. She blushingly recognized it as her old favorite my little pony one. Smirking, she pulled it on and looked in the mirror. Much like the pajama shirt, it wasn’t a bad fit but for the fact that it didn’t quite come to the waistband of her goodnites. She opened a few more drawers and then pulled on a plain pair of pastel shorts. Patting her damp hair down the middle, she quickly made two braids and looked at herself again in the mirror. The effect was to make her look significantly younger than she thought possible. While it wasn’t completely uncommon for Paige to put her hair into pigtails, she never wore clothing that looked quite this childish at school, probably hadn’t in years. Coupled with the goodnite, which peeked over the top of the shorts, Paige couldn’t help but smile at her choices. She would definitely change before anyone else got home, she thought, but for now she felt clean and comfy and, yawning, she made her way back downstairs to the couch where she lay down and was asleep before the first episode of boss baby was even over.

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Beverly held the diaper up and looked at it in confusion. She'd never seen one that size before, two foot wide and nearly three foot long. "You could wrap the whole baby in this," she thought, "it must be designed for someone bigger." With that thought Beverly held the diaper to her waist and looked down in surprise. "That would fit me!" Well, having had that thought what else could she do. Beverly quickly slipped out of her knickers and skirt, put the diaper flat on her bed and sat in the middle of it, then lay back with half of the diaper under her. She pulled the front up, and wrapped it over her tummy, finding it coming right up past her navel. "Oh, it's a bit big even for me," she thought, but kept going. Beverly wasn't a mother herself but had diapered babies for friends so she had no trouble with the tabs, easily using them to fasten the diaper closed at her legs, and then at her waist. She lay there a moment, patting the padding below her waist, wondering at how thick it was. As Beverly stood up that thickness became even more apparent, an ever present reminder between her thighs that she was wearing a diaper, just like a baby. She tried to bring her knees together but it wasn't comfortable; she found it easier to waddle slightly. Wondering what it would be like to use a thick diaper like this, walk around in it when it was wet, even have to sit down in it when it was soiled, Beverly decided to wait until she was old and infirm before finding out. She quickly removed it, pulled on her knickers and finished dressing. "Such a shame to waste it though," she thought, then turned as Virat entered the room. "Oh, what's that?" he asked, "Have you bought me a present?" Beverly smiled sweetly at him. The diaper was a bit too big for her, but.. "I have, yes. Close your eyes and lie on the bed for me.."

Way to derail the discussion with your personal opinion that is irrelevant to the point being made AND yuck my yum needlessly. Major sarcastic good job and slow clap. The principle stays the same. I read those 90's Animorph books to my 3rd graders one year, and they didn't get the 90's references about Entertainment Tonight and certain brands. They definitely didn't get "hanging out at the mall". But they loved the story of kids fighting an alien invasion. That went through. I'm not a fan of Tolkien, myself. But his work is "timeless", not because he wrote it in old timey fantastical language or whatever, but because he has a passion and a skill that shines through that his fandom finds appealing.

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I love everyone on this site, regardless of their opinions on or off the site. I hope each one of you is doing wonderfully.

Thank you everyone for such a warm welcoming

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Chapter 21: Flooded Dimension Love in Dimensions – LittleFallenPrincess I sat there in the large room, snuggled up next to Morgan, as we waited for our companions to finish packing. We had waited a while, but thankfully we kept ourselves occupied by chatting. Lots of questions about our universe from Liv and Noelle when they joined us. I purposefully avoided mentioning Evie, as it had been a long time since I last saw her and I was really excited to see everyone’s surprise when they see her! Whilst I stayed and recovered in Liv’s universe, I never got to go home to our universe, so it’s been a long time since I’ve seen Evie. Thankfully Morgan had gotten to travel back every now and then thanks to Rose and Noelle, to keep an eye on things and check up on everyone and keep Evie running. So apparently everything is okay. But still... I missed Evie. “You okay, poppet?” Morgan asked, kissing the top of my head. “Oh. Me? Umm yeah. Just... nervous to go home. It’s been so long...” I replied. “But our friends will be so happy to see you! As will Evie, no doubt! And they’ll all be amazed at the progress you made now you’re fully recovered.” “I know, but... is it weird for me to miss Evie so much?” “Not at all, she’s your Nanny after all. I know she misses you... well as much as a robot can miss someone. She’s not an AI after all... yet.” Morgan grinned at me. “Just because I thought I designed her to be an AI by accident, when really it was you... doesn’t mean I’ll actually go and turn her into an AI. AI is banned, you know that.” “I know. Just... be careful, okay sweetpea?” “Okay. But can I have one thing?” I asked hesitantly. “What would that be?” Morgan’s eyebrow raised. “One of those super greasy burgers from the market. You know the ones...” “We literally just ate...” “What about second breakfast?” With the smug look on my face... I wasn’t sure if Morgan would want to kiss me or slap me. “Okay, nerd. I’m glad you got a lot of reading done whilst you were recovering. I like my baby being a little smarty-pants.” Morgan said, nudging me. “Hey, I’m just glad they had books from this universe we’re in now over in the diaper dimension. Most of their books are designed to humiliate littles and all that stuff. Thankfully Earth Prime has a good selection that’s still accessible over there.” It was at that moment that Alexandria and Paige walked in. “Hey, you ready?” Rose asked, standing up. “Yup. Sorry it took so long, this little piddlepants needed a change at the same time.” Alex replied. “Understandable.” Laughed Rose. “Mummy!” Paige whined. Just like I do when Morgan teases me. From the other side... I could see why they found it so cute. “Anyway, we off then?” Alex asked. “Yeah. Everyone grab their belongings. Faith and Morgan first, make sure it’s safe. We’ll follow through a minute later, one by one again. Everyone ready?” Rose asked, looking around. Everyone nodded, so Rose waved her hands about and created a portal in the middle of the room, one big enough for us to just step through easily. This whole magic thing was still weird and new and... still not quite believable... but I can’t say it wasn’t cool! I grabbed Morgan’s hand as we shuffled over to the portal. “It’s stable. You can go through.” Rose instructed. Morgan and I nodded to each other and stepped through the rippling blue portal. ------------------------------------------------- Appearing on the other side of the portal, we were greeted by the familiar comfort of our own home. Thanks to Evie, everything was spotless and in good condition. And stood in front of us... was the robot herself. “Miss Faith! Miss Morgan! It’s so lovely to see you! I was expecting you a while ago, I was worried when you didn’t show!” “Hey Evie. It’s good to see you again!” I said, rushing over and hugging her tightly. “Miss Faith! You’ve recovered! Congratulations! Your babyish voice was adorable but it’s so nice to see you back to normal!” “Thanks, it’s good to see you too... Nanny.” “And Miss Morgan, I trust everything is okay? And what is with the glowing blue circle in the middle of the living room? Is that meant to be there?” “Umm... yes. Sorry for the delay, we had to visit another dimension first... and we... we’ve got guests.” Morgan replied. “OH! Evie! Go hide!” I said, shoving her away from the portal. I had an idea... “Sorry, I don’t understand, Miss Faith...” Evie didn’t resist me pushing her, she just looked confused. “Go hide and change your appearance back to how Mummy looks...” I instructed her. “Why would you want me to do that, Miss Faith?” Morgan looked at me and sighed, holding her face in her hand. “Just do it... you know how mischievous she can be... I see a prank coming on...” Morgan said, sighing. “Yes, as instructed. Where should I... ‘hide’?” Evie asked. “Go in the workshop! Quickly!” I said, pointing to the door. I couldn’t stop giggling as Evie carefully and silently headed into the workshop, closing the door behind her. “So... what’s the prank?” Morgan said, somehow sounding even more unenthusiastic than a minute ago. “I dunno! I haven’t thought that far yet! I just want them to be surprised by...” “Surprised by what?” Rose said as she walked out of the portal. “By how clean and amazing our apartment is!” I lied. “She’s playing a prank on the others... isn’t she?” Rose sighed. She had the exact same face as Morgan. I mean... more so than usual with the whole variation thing. “How’d you guess?” Morgan shrugged. “Noelle does the same. Not often... but it’s obvious when she does.” I pouted and crossed my arms, huffing and pulling a face that said ‘Well now that’s no fun anymore’. They both started laughing as more of us shuffled through the portal, quickly filling our living room. We moved out of the way so we weren’t blocking anyone. And within a minute or so, everyone was on this side of the portal and Rose closed it behind the last person. “Right... so where to begin?” asked Rose. “EVIE?” I shouted towards the workshop as everyone sat down in the living area, taking it easy after the portal travel. And in seconds, Evie walked in, looking just like she used to... just like Morgan. “Huh... Morgan... but Morgan is...” Liv looked surprised to see two Morgans stood in front of her. But whilst my Morgan was dressed as her usual badass self... Evie-Morgan was still dressed in the typical Nanny outfit I had picked out so long ago... “Evie... default appearance please?” I said, with the biggest, most smug grin on my face. “Yes Faith...” She replied. In an instant, you could see her hair flow into a different colour, this time blonde, with her eyes turning blue and looking very much like the Nanny I had before I left to recover in Liv’s universe. “AHHHH!” Everyone jumped in their seats. Everyone but Rose and Morgan, of course... ...Because they’re no fun... “Everyone... this is Evie. She’s my Nannybot.” I announced to the group, who were still a bit surprised at the sudden transformation. “NANNYBOT?!” Liv shouted out before diving over the sofa and running off behind the kitchen counters. She was acting very much like Paige did when she saw Charlie... “What is up with...” Evie asked. “She’s had some bad experiences with Nannybots in the past.” Charlie explained. “Oh! I’m sorry! But Evie is nice! I promise!” I said, worried that I had upset Liv. Liv’s little ashen-blonde hair peaked out over the top of the kitchen counter, followed by the familiar blue eyes. But she stopped there, just surveying the area, and more importantly... staring at Evie. “Is she...” Liv asked, in the cutest little shy voice. “I programmed her myself. She won’t do anything you don’t want her to, I promise!” I tried to reassure Liv as best I could. Whilst I spent a good amount of time in their dimension... I must admit I’m quite inexperienced. Only a few scares from Amazons on my first trip when I was younger, and when I was in recovery, I never left Eve’s hospital. “...Mm.” Liv just stared and judged. “Evie, go show her how nice you are!” Evie nodded and walked over to the kitchen, completely ignoring that Liv was there, ready to bolt at any second. Instead, she grabbed some biscuits from the cupboard and pulled a couple out before turning to Liv. “Want one, sweetie?” Evie held out the chocolate biscuits in her hand, and we all went silent, awaiting what Liv would do next. Honestly... it was like offering a wild animal food and hoping it’ll come close and be friendly. “I... thank you...” Liv said nervously as she took a biscuit. “Anyone else?” Evie offered, looking at the rest of the group. “Oooh yes please!” We all said in unison. Well... all the littles did anyway. “Okay, let me get some milk too then...” Evie smiled. Liv slowly came back over to the sitting area and sat down with her biscuit, nibbling it slowly as Evie stayed in the kitchen preparing drinks. “Miss Morgan...? Bottles, sippies or glasses?” Evie asked. “Glasses please Evie. I think they can be trusted. For now.” Morgan winked at me, making me blush. “So... so you built her and programmed her... yourself?” Asked Olivia. “I did! When I first visited you I saw Nannybots being advertised and stuff. But obviously I couldn’t trust your universe... so I made a mental note to build my own if and when I got home.” “And that’s when she decided she’d rope me in but not tell me exactly what we were building. She made it out like she was designing a basic android that was a bit more advanced than any of those on the market currently. Little did she know... I knew from the moment I saw the plans. And as soon as I saw the feeding system she secretly installed in Evie’s chest... my theory was confirmed.” Morgan grinned. “Feeding system? So she...” Liv pointed directly at Evie’s boobs. “Oh yes. Evie would feed Faith on occasion, using milk she could pour into a small compartment in her chest. That’s when I don’t feed her myself anyway...” “Wait so you too...?” Charlie asked. “Oh yes. Although my milk doesn’t have the fucked up properties yours does...” “Oh didn’t you know? Eve developed a thing for me to take that takes away nearly all of the side effects of my milk.” “Really?” I asked, intrigued and surprised that such a thing was even possible. ‘Amazon milk... all the taste and none of the side effects? I’d have to try that... but how the hell do I ask my friend’s Mummy to let me try it? Maybe once this adventure is over and done with... I could find a way to ask.’ “So you both feed your littles? What about you Rose?” Alexandria asked. “With magic, I can do it whenever we want. But since our powers have dwindled... I’m afraid it won’t be anytime soon. Noelle loves it though when I do.” As Rose said this, Noelle’s face turned bright red with embarrassment. I could see Paige look at Alex with a hint of sadness in her eyes. “I... never thought about doing it. Is that... is that something you’d like to try, sweetheart?” Alex asked Paige. “Umm... I mean... I can’t say I haven’t fantasised about it...” She responded. “Why didn’t you tell me, babygirl? You know I would have happily taken supplements for you.” “You... you would...?” Paige looked at her wife, surprised. “Of course! You’re my little baby! And I love you!” This was met with a resounding wave of ‘aww’s as she quickly brought Paige in for a cuddle and kissed her head. “Then we’ll look into it after all this, okay?” Alex said, stroking Paige’s hair. Paige nodded excitedly and buried her face into Alex’s chest. “Here you go...” Evie announced, handing a glass of milk and a biscuit to everyone. Morgan must have taken some ordinary milk over from Liv’s universe the last time she came home, because I had no idea where this milk was coming from. It definitely wasn’t Morgan’s. Liv even got an extra biscuit, no doubt Evie’s programming wanting Liv to like her and be comfortable around her. “What do we say?” Charlie nudged Liv. “Fank you...” She said with the cutest little voice ever. ‘God... is that what I sound like?’ I thought to myself as I accepted my glass of milk and biscuit from Evie. “And you...” Morgan nudged me this time. “Fank you Nanny...” “Good girl.” Morgan smiled at me. Dipping my treat into the milk, I shoved it in my mouth and happily started chewing as I looked around at my other selves and saw they were doing the exact same thing. ‘Definitely not Morgan’s milk. Must be normal milk like I thought.’ “So... when these four have finished... what first?” Charlie asked. “YOU HAVE TO SEE MY WORKSHOP!” I blurted out. I was really excited to show off my workshop to everyone, but especially to the other me’s. So I downed my glass of milk and rushed off towards the workshop. And like a ninja... Morgan slapped the back of my nappy, causing me to not watch where I was going, so I caught my foot on the edge of the coffee table and fell to the floor. “Oh baby! Be careful! I’m sorry! Are you okay?” Morgan said, quickly picking me up off the ground and kissing my forehead. That kiss made everything feel better all of a sudden. That kiss made my tummy squirm and the butterflies inside it go crazy. But then the excitement of showing off my workshop to everyone returned so I jumped to my feet and rushed off into the workshop. “That girl and her workshop... you better go and have a look otherwise she won’t stop...” I heard Morgan say before the three other littles got off their padded butts and followed me into my workshop. ========================================================== I hope everyone enjoys this story as it goes on! Please leave likes and comments and all that fun stuff, I love reading them! Thank you to all my patrons for their support! Don't forget, the next 4 chapters are available on my Patreon, which can be found here if you go for the second tier. You get two weeks early access to chapters of Love in Dimensions. New chapters of Love in Dimensions every Wednesday/Sunday! Also just a quick note: I don't mind people saving this story for personal reading. But I'd appreciate it if people didn't post it elsewhere, even if you're just suggesting it to other people. 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I'm very much submissive with slave tendencies with the right people. Being little actually makes me a bit more defiant/mouthy but usually because I want to know why or let you know I'm not happy with what I've been told but I'm going to do it anyway lol. If I had a dominant I would definitely want someone more nurturing but able to correct/discipline when needed. Just because sometimes a good spanking is a great way to get feelings out for me.

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Thank you for the kind remarks; there are a couple more episodes in it before the planned finale. I am not sure which of the girls I will "do" then, perhaps I will have an inspiration. The length is in the same order as "Lord of the Rings" (excluding The Hobbit). It would be nice to match it.

*raises hand* Professor, does having an accident in the lab compromise the experimental conditions? ----- The week was going well. Briana was still waking up to a wet diaper, but the morning cuddles with Veronica were good. Once those were out of the way things were normal. She had micro-bio classes and labs, homework to do, and chores around the house. The interference in her life from her roommates was much less than on the weekend, just checks that she was getting everything done. Veronica even caught an assignment that Briana had forgotten. The week was going well, that was, until Wednesday. Briana could barely drag herself out of bed. She managed to forget the lunch that Erin had packed her on the bus to school. Nothing in her labs was working, all the specimens were either indifferent to the solutions she put them in or died off immediately. She tried the experiment again, checking to see that the bacteria in the petri dish were stable. Slowly, she introduced a dissolved plastic solution. She leaned on the lab table and stared at the readout that showed the gas mixture coming off the petri dish. The bacteria exhalations crept up toward the expected mark. Briana smiled; she hadn't been able to contribute data to the lab project for the whole day so far. The reader beeped, indicating that exhalations had fallen. Fallen off a cliff. The pale green liquid in the petri dish turned brown as the bacteria died off en masse. Briana suppressed a scream. It was an hour and a half from starting a new bacteria culture to introducing the dissolved plastic. There was less than an hour left in the lab shift. She stood up, dreading the report she'd have to make. In a single step she felt a flush of wet across her crotch. Briana froze, clamping down on her bladder. The pressure was so strong it was painful. She hadn't noticed it at all before. Another splatter of wet hit her underwear before she could control it. "Sorry, got to go!" Briana threw her notebook in her bag and raced for the door, feeling liquid spurt out with every step. "We're not done here yet!" The professor called from across the room. "Sorry, female problem!" Briana was glad to see him blanch as she bolted through the door. There was a slight but steady trickle in her pants now, punctuated by larger gushes whenever she a large step. Her panties were sopping, and a big wet patch was already growing on her jeans. Briana silently begged that the flow would stop, but her pleas went unanswered. There was a bathroom a few doors down the hall, Briana tried sprinting for it. She got stares from a few people in the halls, her face burning with shame. The wet patch had spread down her thighs and up her rear, even streaking down her legs. She burst through the door of the bathroom and made a mad dash for a stall. As she ran, her bladder gave up completely, the wet spread across her thighs and dripped through the denim around her crotch. She landed on the toilet, totally empty, dripping from her jeans into the toilet. Briana buried her face in her hands and sobbed. She could feel the wet spreading further and further. She was soaked, way beyond what wrapping a coat around her waist could hide. Tears dripped onto already saturated jeans; Briana sat in the stall in defeat. The most she could do was kick her shoes off so they wouldn't get wet as well. After a few minutes she pulled her phone out of her purse. Her heart was still thudding with panic and embarrassment. A text message with a single word was all she could manage to send. Briana – (Help.) Veronica – (What's the matter?) Briana – (I had an accident.) Veronica – (Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry. Do you need someone to pick you up?) Briana – (Yes please.) Veronica – (Erin will be on her way in a minute.) Veronica – (Where are you?) Briana – (Jackson Hall, first floor, women's bathroom.) Briana sat in the stall and sniffled. Her pants were getting cold and uncomfortable. She tried to play a game on her phone, but she only watched the clock. It was a five minute drive to school, but she didn't know how long it would take Erin to get ready. Five minutes went by fast. The door opened, and someone came in. Briana knew she shouldn't hope it was Erin, and she was right. "Oh gross!" A woman's voice she didn't recognize. "Someone peed all over the floor. Don't we have janitors in this building?" Briana suffered in shamed silence while the stranger did her business. She'd never been so happy to hear someone leave the bathroom without washing their hands. It had been ten minutes, Briana started crying again. She focused on being quiet, only soft sniffles escaped. Five more minutes crawled agonizingly by. Finally, the door opened. Briana's heart leapt in her chest. "I hope it's not someone else using the bathroom..." "Briana?" Erin's voice! Something rattled, and the door was firmly shut. "Erin!" Briana cried out. The stall door opened. Erin looked at Briana, smiling sympathetically. "You are a mess. Let's get you cleaned up." Briana nodded, wiping her nose on her sleeve. Erin helped her up and out of the stall. In front of the row of sinks was a duffel bag and the changing blanket Erin had been using at home. "Wait, Erin, what if someone comes in?" Briana shied away from her roommate in fear. "I put an out of order sign on the door." Erin said, "We should be good as long as we're quick. Let's get those pants off." "Isn't there something else we can..." Briana flinched as Erin grasped her jeans and unbuttoned them. "If we do this fast, it'll be done before anyone finds out." Erin said firmly, jerking Briana's sopping jeans down a few inches at a time. "I don't think the blanket is necessary." Briana pouted, stepping out of her jeans. "Please cooperate." Erin said, squeezing Briana's arm. "I know you're upset, I'm going to fix everything, okay?" Briana sighed and pulled her panties down. Erin motioned at the blanket and Briana reluctantly lay down. She trembled when she felt the cold wet-wipe on her leg. Her ears strained for any sign that someone might be opening the door, or even walking out in the hall. Erin lifted Briana's legs to wipe her rear and crotch. The comfort and public exposure roiled in Briana's mind. She shivered across her whole body like a fever, breaking out in a sweat. Another gush of urine flowed out, down her butt. Her arms went limp on the blanket and she let Erin bear the weight of her legs. "Aww, you're having all kinds of trouble today Bri." Erin said, gently wiping her rear again. She set Briana's legs down, then lifted her rear to slide a diaper underneath. "I'm so sorry." Briana whimpered softly. "Hey, hey, it's okay." Erin said. "I've got it taken care of." The tickling sensation of powder was followed by its soft smell. Briana trembled again. Erin taped the diaper up expertly. "Okay Bri, I've got a skirt for you." Erin pulled Briana up to her feet and braced the distraught girl against a sink. The skirt was a long full one. A plain ugly brown that would cover anything. Briana nodded gratefully to see it. She didn't resist Erin putting the skirt on her; simply glad that the dancing pandas on her diaper were well hidden. Erin moved quickly and efficiently. The soaked clothes went into a plastic bag. The changing blanket likewise rolled up and put in another bag. Everything went back into the duffel. Erin washed her hands and popped the duffel on her shoulder. "Feeling okay to walk?" She asked Briana. "Yes, let's get out of here please." Briana leaned on Erin, holding her roommate's arm. She winced at every crinkle and crackle the diaper made as she walked. She got a few more looks, but hoped they were staring at her tear stained face. In the passenger's seat of Erin's Civic, Briana sat down with a sigh. Erin stowed the bag and Briana's purse and squatted down by Briana. "Open up Bri." She held out a square of chocolate. Briana frowned in confusion. Opening her mouth to ask about it got the chocolate popped into her mouth. Erin pressed a water bottle into Briana's hands and closed the car door. The chocolate was delicious and dark. Erin had the car out of the school parking lot before Briana finished her chocolate. "Thanks for coming to get me Erin." "My pleasure." Erin said. "Sorry that happened." "I don't know why it happened!" Briana whimpered. "I lost control in the middle of lab! I lost the lunch you made me too, and the Tupperware. I'm really sorry Erin!" Briana's chest heaved, tears running down her face again. "Woah, you're okay Bri." Erin patted Briana's leg. "You had a really shit day, and you're hungry and thirsty. Drink the water, we'll get you something to eat when you get home, and you'll feel better, okay?" "O-o-o-kay." Briana said. She concentrated on the water bottle, feeling better but hungrier as she got hydrated.

I would never go out like that ever!!!!! Honestly it is people that do this that unfortunately will make people who know nothing about being an ABDL think that we are freaks and perverts. No offense.