LittleFallenPrincess

😈 Mwhahahahaha! So if that's Bea... then... :3 It does seem like the same Bea, doesn't it? 😊

Chapter 7: Visitor Parum Mortis – LittleFallenPrincess “Wait… Sis?” Mama said, standing up and staring at the front door. “Of course it’s your sister. Who else do you think it would be? Now let me in.” Replied the familiar voice from the other side of it. “I’m… busy.” “I just had to dispel a fucking curse on your house just to get to the fucking front door. Open this door now and tell me what the hell you did, otherwise I’m going to blast my way through.” “UGH FINE. DON’T RUIN MY FRONT DOOR!” Mama yelled, her shoulders dropping as she stomped over to the front door. Before she could reach it though, she quickly turned to me with a panicked expression and signalled me to move. “Baby… nursery… now!” She ordered. “Buh…” I complained. “NOW…” She snapped. Doing as she said, I crawled off into the nursery as quickly as I could, closing the door behind me… but leaving it ajar just enough that I could peek out. I couldn’t see most of the living room from here, all I could see was the front door. And as Mama neared it, my box of toys flew across my narrow field of vision, into the cupboard at the side of the room. Unlocking the door, Mama slowly opened it before whoever it was burst through, knocking Mama back a bit. “What… what have you done now?” The person growled at Mama. “I don’t know what you mean…” I had never heard Mama sound so… nervous. “First you don’t reply to my calls or my letters. I barely see you outside of that one family meeting we had and the weekly shopping drop offs. For three weeks! THREE WEEKS!” “I… I’ve been busy…” “Don’t get me started on that… What on Earth have you been doing exactly? I know what happened to Susan was devastating… so I understand isolating yourself… but you barely said a word to me at the meeting, and then I come here to find your house shrouded by a cloud of darkness. As if you had…” “I’m fine.” Mama interrupted. “You don’t seem fine. Look, I’m your sister, I can tell when something isn’t right… and more importantly, when you’re keeping something from me. So are you going to tell me, or do I have to interrogate you?” At this point I had recognised the voice as someone I had talked to in the past… but I couldn’t remember where from. And Mama’s body was currently blocking any view of this stranger’s body, so other than ‘Sis’, I had no idea who this was. ‘Wait… sis… does dat mean her sister? As in Auntie…’ “AUNTIE TRIXIE!” I shouted, opening the door and crawling out of the nursery, excited to see my favourite Auntie. Auntie Trixie pushed Mama aside quickly and looked down at me… like she had no idea who I was. She looked just the same as I remembered her. Black combat boots, ripped fishnet tights, jean shorts, a black cami and jean jacket, a shirt wrapped around her waist that was tied by the sleeves, her beautiful red hair tied up into big pigtails. They had very similar hair, Mama and Trixie, buh Mama always looked more grown up. Despite them being born only minutes apart Mama would always boast about being the big sister. “S… Sus… Susan?” Her hands rushed to her mouth in shock as I crawled over to her and reached my arms out for a cuddle. “Auntie Trixie! I misseded you!” Auntie Trixie reached down and grabbed me, lifting me up and holding me in her arms. “Auntie? I…” She said as she slowly turned to Mama. “Beth… what the Hell did you do?” “I can explain…” Mama said, closing the front door. “Oh this is going to be good…” Auntie Trixie bounced me up and down on her hip as she stared daggers at Mama. “I… look…” “Wait… this is why you visited Grandma’s house weeks ago? You wanted one of her books?” “I… yes.” “You know we stopped that practice centuries ago.” “And I had to bring it back…” Mama snapped at her. “Did you? You know how dangerous it is! Especially when you haven’t done it before!” Auntie Trixie seemed really angry at Mama for some reason, which made me feel a bit uncomfortable. “I KNOW! BUT I COULDN’T LOSE HER!” Mama yelled. “I understand your…” “DO YOU? DO YOU REALLY? YOU’VE NEVER LOST ANYONE!” “I…” “I WOULD HAVE DONE ANYTHING. EVEN MADE A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL.” Mama seemed really defensive now… “But this… you don’t know what could have happened…” Auntie Trixie tried arguing back. “I don’t care!” “Speaking of which… Did anything happen? Last time I remembered… you weren’t on nappy-changing duty… yet.” Auntie asked, eyeing me up and down. “You noticed… huh?” All of a sudden, Mama’s expression turned to that of… embarrassment. “I mean… it’s hard not to…” “Look… I promise I didn’t intend it to be this way. I promise I didn’t force anything on her. It just… something happened.” “Obviously… So go on, what happened.” “I followed it to the tee. But… I’m not sure… she started acting like this…” “Like a baby?” “...Yes.” It felt like Mama and Auntie were talking about me, but I wasn’t exactly sure what exactly they were saying, it all just sounded very vague and confusing to me, so I focused on snuggling up to Auntie Trixie’s chest. “I know you were going to…” Auntie Trixie said, before being cut off by Mama. “Yes, I did… and then…” “So you think that had something to do with it?” “Maybe. I don’t know. I’ve been researching ever since, but as of right now… I have no idea.” “And she… she’s happy? Is she still… her?” “Seemingly so. Mostly. I tried to not do it, not to play along… but it’s like she's… transfixed on it. No memory of before three weeks ago.” “Ugh. Right. Well first things first… you’re an idiot.” Trixie said, rolling her eyes. “Why?” Replied Mama, confused. “You know why. And secondly… we have to fix this.” “Don’t you think I’ve tried that? I didn’t want it this way!” “Clearly…” Auntie eyed me up again and smiled at me, making my heart happy. “Shut up, Trix.” “You know I hate that name.” “Sorry, I forgot you go by Bea now.” “It’s more professional.” Auntie Trixie smiled at me again. “But this little one can call me Auntie Trixie if she wants. God, she’s adorable. I can see why you like this stuff.” My tummy felt all squirmy and my heart felt happy as Auntie Trixie smiled at me and bounced me gently in her arms. “Isn’t she just?” Replied Mama. “You’re lucky I know you. Otherwise I would have assumed…” “I know. But I promise, I had no idea.” “So wait… that darkness… Oh Beth… seriously? You’ve gone and pissed off Death now?” “I said I’m sorry!” Mama whined. “Not as sorry as you’ll be if they manage to get in.” “You’ve had an experience with them?” “Not personally, but my friend is a… business connection. She told me all about them. Very understanding and lovely… even to souls who choose to stay on this Earth as spirits. Not so much when they are taken from them.” “So having done this…” “Oh… they’re going to be pissed. What warding do you have?” Auntie asked Mama. “I… have some runes and some blood magic… it seems to have done the trick so far…” I really had no idea what either of these two were talking about at this point, it was all silly nonsense to me. Maybe they were playing a game? If so, I hope I get to play soon too! “Try Granny Edith’s runes. They may work better than Grandma Esther’s.” Auntie suggested. “Oh snap! Of course. Thanks, sis.” “So wait, this is why you had me drop off all those groceries… and why you wouldn’t let me in? And why… you didn’t turn up to her funeral?” Auntie Trixie asked Mama. “I… yes. I was hoping to get it all fixed before I revealed to you what I did. And I skipped her funeral… because I had to, and because there was nothing in her casket, I had already taken her from the morgue. Her soul was still on this Earth, and I realised it must be that she wanted to witness it… so I had a time limit. Otherwise she’d be…” “With the angels? Yeah, I get it. But still… you’re an idiot. You know we work best together. Even if you’re the one who got Grandma’s necromancy talent, a lot of this could have been avoided with my help.” “How so?” Asked Mama. “For one… we could have figured out a way NOT to piss Death off.” “Are they really that bad? Grandma managed to evade them for centuries.” “And in the end… Death won. Death ALWAYS wins.” Trixie looked really serious at this point. “Look, how can we fix this?” Mama asked her. “I don’t know if we can. But I’m here now. Let me have a look at the book you used to bring her back. Maybe I can find something you missed.” “Fine, but I’m pretty sure I didn’t miss a thing…” Mama said, walking off. I looked up at Auntie Trixie… or… Bea? I wasn’t sure. Buh she said I could call her Auntie Trixie still, so I do dat for now! Anyway, I looked up at her, her cute little face that looked very similar to Mama’s, and reached up and kissed her cheek. “What’s that for, sweetie?” Auntie Trixie asked. “I misseded you!” I replied. She returned the favour by kissing my forehead before smiling at me. “I ‘misseded’ you too, little one. Though I wasn’t expecting to see you like this…” “Like wha?” “...Nevermind. I’m just glad you’re okay. Mostly anyway. Is your Mummy taking care of you well enough?” “Uh huh! She deh bestest!” “Doesn’t seem like it…” Auntie Trixie said as she squished the back of my wet nappy with her free hand. “Looks like someone needs a change…” “I was just about to! But then Death turned up, then you turned up… and well, yeah. She needs them now, even if she wasn’t… like this.” “How?” “I managed to fix most of the damage, but not all.” “Oh she’s going to love this when she gets back to normal…” Auntie Trixie rolled her eyes at Mama, before looking back at me and smiling. “Right, you finish getting all the stuff you used, I’m going to go change this little Princess.” “Wait… you are going to change her?” “If that’s okay with Princess Susie?” Trixie asked me. “Uh huh!” I nodded happily. “Oh… umm… are you sure? It’s… not exactly your thing…” “She’s practically family, and you know I adored her. Her Mummy is busy, so Auntie Trixie is going to take care of this for her. It may not be my thing… but I’m still happy to do it.” “Well okay then… by all means, go for it.” Mama said. “The nursery is…” “I know where it is.” Auntie rolled her eyes at Mama, she clearly wasn’t impressed with her. Auntie Trixie bounced me in place a bit before walking off towards the nursery, humming a little tune as she carried me in, closing the door behind us. Walking over to the changing table and laying me down gently, Auntie Trixie looked down at me and took a deep breath. “Sweetie?” She asked. “Uh huh?” I replied, looking up at her in wonder. “Are you okay?” “Uh huh!” “I don’t know what my sister did. But if there’s any part of you in there… please listen… I don’t think she meant this.” “You’re silly!” I giggled. “I am, aren’t I? That’s why I’m your favourite Auntie!” She said, tickling my tummy gently. “Buh you my only Auntie!” “...Doesn’t change my point. Still your favourite. I win!” She grinned, making me giggle more. “Right… let me see if I remember how to change these infernal things… It’s been a while, so be patient, sweetie.” Auntie Trixie then proceeded to change me, making sure I was all clean and powdered and everything! She even did the tapes not too badly either, they were mostly in the right position. “I don’t think I did a bad job. Never thought I’d be changing your nappies though…” “Why dat, Auntie?” “Just… because. Now… Do you have a dummy or something?” “Uh huh! Usually next to the powders and stuffs, I finks.” “Should have thought of that before I changed you, shouldn’t I? Silly me. Well next time… if there is a next time and we haven’t fixed everything by then… I’ll remember to pop it in before I change you. For now…” Auntie Trixie leant down and grabbed a dummy from the changing table, before standing back up and reaching over, popping the dummy into my open mouth, where I started to suckle on it instinctively. “Right, let’s go see if we can’t help your Mama fix this mess she’s got you both into, shall we?” ========================================================= So... who was expecting this certain visitor? 😊 Really excited to see the reactions to this one! 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Chapter 6: Knock Parum Mortis – LittleFallenPrincess “Where were we? Oh yes… the mean man had shunned the Princess and she ran away crying…” Mama said as we snuggled up in my crib together, me nursing a bottle as I rested my head on her shoulder. She had forgotten to tell me the story last night, the bath was a bit too much apparently so I was put down for an early night. So to make up for it, she had decided to continue it this morning, before I got out of bed. Well mostly because I begged her until she did. “He was nasty to her!” I called out, proud that I remembered. “Yes he was, wasn’t he? Right, so the Princess ran back to the castle, crying her little eyes out as she ran through the enormous stone gateway and back into the safety of the castle, quickly rushing into her lavish bedroom. Upon hearing crying, her Mummy, the Queen, rushed into the Princess’ bedroom to see what the matter was. ‘What’s wrong, sweetpea?’ she asked.” “Hehe, you call me sweetpea too!” I commented. “I do! Because you are my little sweetpea!” I giggled and suckled at the yummy milk from my baba. “Anyway, the Princess was too busy crying to answer, so the Queen rushed over and picked up the small girl, cradling her in her arms and rocking her back and forth, soothing and calming the poor girl down. ‘What happened?’ She asked. ‘There was a man…’ The Princess responded in between sobs. ‘What man? What did he do?’ The Queen asked. ‘He was rude to me and wouldn’t be my friend!’ The Princess answered. ‘Oh baby, not everyone in this world is nice. There are mean people who won’t accept you. I know from experience.’ The Queen said, kissing the Princess on the forehead. ‘You do?’ The Princess replied.” “Buh she the Queen! She deh bestest!” “Not everyone thought that, Babykins. Some people, like that man in the town square, had more… nefarious means.” “Dat means… bad, right?” I asked, unsure as to what neffyrus meant. “Yes sweetie, it means bad. So as the Queen is comforting the Princess, there’s a knock on the door. A guard informs the Queen there’s a dangerous-looking man outside, wishing to talk to the Queen and Princess.” “Are… are dey going to go talk to him?” “The Queen doesn’t want to. She knows the trouble he brings. But the Princess’ kind heart convinces her to at least hear him out. So together, they leave the Princess’ bedroom and walk hand in hand to the throne room. There they see the grizzled man standing there, his evil eyes looking directly at them, following them around the room.” “Wha he want?” I asked. “‘I want to take that which you hold most dear.’ The man said. ‘I figured. But you shall never take her from me.’ The Queen replied. ‘Just you wait and see…’ The man said.” Suddenly the doorbell rang. “Who dat?” I asked Mama. “I… I don’t know. You stay in bed, sweetie. I’ll go see who that is, then I’ll come get you out of bed to get you some breakfast. Okay, my little Princess?” “Only if you continue deh story sooner dis time!” “Okay baby, I promise we’ll continue it tonight, or tomorrow at the latest.” Mama replied. I wiggled around in bed as Mama got up and walked out of the nursery, closing the door behind her. “Oh Agnes. It’s nice to see you.” Mama said. I could hear their conversation from the nursery, it seemed. So I stayed still so as to not make a noise, and listened carefully, as I wanted to know who was disrupting storytime! “Dear, I just heard about Susan. I’m so sorry.” A frail-sounding voice replied. “It’s okay. Thank you though.” “I know she was very special to you. And taken at such a young age…” “I… I miss her.” Mama replied. ‘Miss me? I right here!’ I thought to myself. “She was always so lovely to me and Alf. I miss her too. Do you know what happened? I heard it was a car accident…” “She… was rammed off the road.” “Oh no! Do you know who did it?” “He died on impact too.” “Oh honey… I’m so sorry. You know I’m always here if you need someone to talk to, right? Us neighbours have to stick together. Shame you don’t have a husband like I do. Alf helps me through everything. Maybe you’ll find one soon, your friend would have wanted that.” “Thanks Agnes. I appreciate it. But I must be going…” Mama sounded… irritated. Annoyed. I could hear it in her voice. “It’s no problem, dear. I’m always about. Not much an old soul like me can do these days other than watching telly or chatting to neighbours. How’s the rest of your life going? “It’s fine. Seriously, I must be going, I’ve got something cooking.” Mama snapped at her. “Oh sorry dear, I didn’t realise. I’ll let you get to it. Can’t disrupt you improving your cooking skills, the best way to find a husband is to satisfy their bellies!” The old woman said, without a hint of a joke in there. “Yeah. It was nice seeing you. Oh dear… gotta go, bye Agnes!” “By…” The door slammed shut before ‘Agnes’ could finish. The house went silent for a bit. The only sound I could hear was a distant crunching sound as ‘Agnes’ walked across the gravel, away from the house. “GRAHHHHHHHHH!” Mama screamed from the living room. “Mama? Are you okay?” I called out. Some heavy breaths later, Mama then walked back into the bedroom. “I’m sorry baby. Just… That woman is lovely, but she’s fucking clueless and infuriating.” Mama said, sitting down on the side of the open crib. “You said a naughty word…” I said, looking down at the bedding, away from her gaze. “I’m sorry baby. Mama is just… ugh. How are you anyway?” “Who was dat?” “Just one of our neighbours, Agnes. She’s a lovely old woman who has been nothing but friendly since moving here, but… she’s so clueless. She was just here…” “To talk about me, right?” I asked. “Yes… I mean…” “Why did you say you missed me?” “I… was telling a fib. I just… didn’t want to have to explain everything to her.” “Explain wha, Mama?” “I’ll tell you later, sweetie. Promise. For now, let’s get you out of that soggy nappy, then get some brekkie in that little tummy of yours, okay?” I giggled as she lightly tickled my tummy with her fingers, making my whole body squirm. “Here comes the train! Choo choo!” Mama said, holding up the spoon full of baby mush up to my mouth. “We need the tunnel to open up…” Sitting in my large highchair, my legs dangling over the edge, underneath the large tray that sat in front of me with my baby bowl full of breakfast on top of it, I wiggled happily as Mama took care of everything. And being the super duper good girl I am, I opened my mouth and Mama quickly fed me the delicious mushy food, making sure to catch any of it that dropped on my mouth and putting it in my mouth. I loved it when Mama fed me, she always made the yummiest food and she knew just how to get me to eat it. That silly train… always wins against me. “Uh oh!” Mama said, pointing down to a spot on my bib, the bib that said ‘Mummy’s lil stinkypants’. Looking down, I saw that she had dropped a bit of food onto it. “Good job Mama put this bib on you! Messy little baby…” She smiled at me, making me feel all good and squirmy inside. “Wha… wha we do todays, Mama?” I asked. “What do you want to do, little Princess? We could snuggle… you could play with your toys… the day is ours today.” “Mama not got any work to do?” I asked her. “Not today. If you want to play with toys, I may have a quick look through my work whilst you do that, but other than that… nope. I’m all yours, babykins.” Clapping my hands excitedly, she shovelled one last bite of mush into my mouth, before wiping around my lips with the bib. “I… I could play wif toys for a bit if you wanna work? Buh den snuggles an another movie later?” “We’ve done that a lot lately. But if that’s what my little Princess wants, that’s what we’ll do!” Mama said, undoing the tray and moving it out of the way so she could lift me out. Carrying me out of the kitchen and into the living room, she placed me on the floor in front of the TV and walked away, coming back only a few seconds later with my big box of toys. Inside it were all sorts. There was this cute toy phone, a big plastic parking garage toy, some dollies, a xylophone… basically any toy that I really enjoyed, we had in this big box. And now the hardest part… picking a toy. At least… the first toy. I’ll probably make my way through them all eventually, buh it was super duper important which toy I’d play with first. Not only does it matter what toy I think I’ll enjoy most, but then what about saving the toys that give the most fun to the end of playtime, so that I don’t burn out from boredom later? What about the energy levels needed for each toy? I don’t want to be exhausted with a toy that’s physically exhausting early on, that way I won’t have any energy to play with the rest of the toys… which brings me on to the most important point… what about their feelings? I know my dollies don’t mind waiting to be played with. They’re super mature and adulty and understand how difficult dis decision is… buh my big cuddly teddy bear gets really clingy and he gets sad if he’s left til last. So many hard decisions for such a little baby like me, buh I’m good at stuff like dis, so I quickly picked up my bear, the toy dinosaur, and the phone with eyes on it, whilst also grabbing my tea set, and set up a little tea party for my friends. Thankfully we’ll have enough tea for the dollies later, as they love a good tea party too. Whilst I was figuring all this out and grabbing the toys I intended to play with first, I turned around to see Mama just sat there on the sofa with her head in her hands, staring at me and smiling. “Whaaaa?” I asked, wondering why she was doing this. “It’s just cute.” She replied. “Wha is? I no cute!” “You’re adorable. And the way you logically try to decide which toys to play with… you’re still you. The cute, dorky little baby I fell in love with.” “Of course I’m still me, silly!” “And I hope that never changes.” Mama said, getting up to go get her books. “...At least any more than it already has…” She mumbled. I don’t think I was supposed to hear that, but I did. Problem was… I had no idea what she meant by dis. So I shrugged it off and carried on playing with my toys. Part way into playing, whilst Mama continued looking through her books for like the billionth time… I felt something warm and wet below me… “Uhhh….” I murmured. “What’s up, babygirl?” Mama asked, looking up from her books. “I… fink I leaked…” “Oh no! Don’t worry about it, it happens to little babies. I think we both got carried away with our own things and silly Mummy forgot to check her baby’s nappy! Why don’t we go get it changed, then we can get snuggled up on the sofa for the afternoon? No more work, no more toys, just snuggles and a movie.” “Yay!” I cried out, clapping my hands and bouncing up and down… which was a mistake as the leak got worse and the puddle underneath me grew. “Silly ba…” Before Mama could finish her sentence, the lights went dark. Problem was… it wasn’t dark outside. It was still afternoon. The lights weren’t on. But for some reason, the whole house was plunged into darkness. Then came the vibrations again, the shaking of the house causing books to fall off the shelf in the corner, causing the TV to fall forward, smashing onto the floor, and causing Mama to fall to her knees, before rushing over and holding me in her arms, protecting me from whatever was causing this earthquake. “I… need to… get to…” Before Mama could finish her sentence, the house suddenly stopped shaking and the darkness quickly dissipated. The bright sunlight shone through the curtains, just like it had just moments ago, everything came to a standstill… and it was all suddenly… calm. “Wha… wha was dat?” I asked Mama, looking up at her as she released her protective grip on me. “I…” There was a knock at the door. “I… WHO IS IT?” Mama shouted. “WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK IT IS?” Shouted a familiar voice from the other side of the front door. “AND WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO THIS TIME?” ========================================================= I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! 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Chapter 5: Alone Parum Mortis – LittleFallenPrincess Three Weeks Later… “Honey?” “Yes Mama?” I replied as I carefully placed the last block remaining on my huge tower. “Have you seen my shoes? I’m running late.” “Umm… I fink you left dem by the sofa.” I replied, looking around the sofa area. I was perfectly situated in front of the sofa, facing the TV with my toys, which made me the perfect scout for ‘Operation: Find Mama’s shoes’. “Dey here!” I shouted back. Mama walked in, wearing a pantsuit, looking smarter den I had ever seen her look before, albeit apart from her bare feet. “Thank you, babygirl. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” She praised me, ruffling my hair as she walked past me, being super careful as to not knock over my block tower. “Are you going to be a good girl whilst I’m gone? I mean… I’d ask my sister to babysit, but she’s going to be with me, and it’s a bit short notice to find someone else I trust.” “I be okay!” I replied. “I’m a super duper big girl!” “Suuuure you are… Now, you remember the rules? Stay in here with your toys. No changing yourself, no going into the kitchen or going near my books. Nothing dangerous, okay? And… no walking…” She quickly slipped her smartest shoes on and walked back around me. “Aww…. buh Mama…” I whined. “You’re making amazing progress learning to walk sweetie, but keep it to crawling for now, okay? I don’t want you hurting yourself when Mummy isn’t here.” “Fine…” “You’ve got a full baba, I won’t be long, so you be my good little baby, okay Princess?” She said, kneeling down and looking me in the eyes. “I wills!” I replied, feeling super proud because I was going to be her good little baby! “I’ll be an hour at most. Depends on traffic. The actual meeting won’t take long.” “Otay Mama! Good luck!” “Thanks baby.” She said, unlocking the front door and blowing me a kiss before she shut it again. This was the first time Mama had left me alone. In the past three weeks she hadn’t left the house… or left me alone. Her sister brought us groceries, buh Mama wouldn’t let her in and I didn’t get a chance to see my Auntie on any of the occasions she showed up. I didn’t mind being around Mama all the time, if anything it hurt when she even just left the room, I didn’t know what it would be like if she left the house. But then Mama got a call from some super important person, telling her she had to go to a meeting about some family thing. I tried asking Mama for more info on wha dis was, buh she wouldn’t tell me. Just said it was a ‘family’ thing… an ‘adult’ thing. I trusted her, so I dropped it pretty quickly. This meant her leaving the house now though… which I’ve been dreading the past couple of days since she got the important grown up phone call. She promised to be back within the hour, so I focused on my toys instead of the longing for her, now that she was gone. The craving. It was like a rope connected us. And the more she pulled away, the more it hurt me. But I had to be strong for Mama. She promised me another chapter of that story she started ages ago, the one I have been super excited for. Only reason I haven’t gotten more of it in three weeks is because Mama has been busy and I’ve been falling asleep in my crib earlier and earlier, so we keep missing time for the story. I mean… that and the fact I’m too nervous to ask her for more. She’s a super good storyteller, buh I dun wanna bother her. I jus wanna make her happy. She’s probably jus forgot about it, buh thankfully she remembered and promised me another part tonight! Speaking of those past three weeks, I am getting super better at walking! The strength in my legs is getting better, and I’m able to stand with help from Mama. She keeps giving me these yummy drinks that help me feel stronger, and I think within another week or so I’ll be able to walk without Mama’s help! At least I can crawl now, the first week was boring as I needed Mama to carry me everywhere. After that, after Mama started me on these get-stronger drinks, I was gradually able to crawl, which made playing a lot more fun! We also had lots and lots and lots of snuggling! We watched more movies than ever, usually one every couple of nights, as we snuggled up on the sofa together. Getting to rest my head on her chest, listening to her heartbeat… It was magical. I tried listening to mine, to see what mine sounds like, buh I can’t put my head on my own chest like I can wif Mama’s, so I couldn’t hear anything. Even when Mama showed me how to check my heart wif my wrist, that didn’t work. Mama just told me it must be a super duper special heartbeat because I’m a super duper special baby. Overall though, the past three weeks have been pretty uneventful. At least until today. This sudden change, and with the absence of Mama now… I was starting to feel a little uneasy. It felt like something within me was being tugged, but I couldn’t figure out what it was, much less fix whatever was wrong with me. So I focused entirely on playing. As long as I just sat here and played with my toys, Mama would be back in no time… right? Twenty minutes later… and the tug was getting stronger. Like… whatever force was trying to pull me away… was increasing in strength every minute. It was starting to scare me. And no amount of toys or cartoons would help at this point. Because this pull… was starting to hurt. Like actually physically hurt. Like every fibre in my being was being pulled at, pulling me off in a specific direction… towards one corner of the room. There was nothing special about that corner, nothing special about that area of the room… It was just a normal corner. But for some reason, it was as if my soul was being pulled towards it. And it’s not like I could say it’s the universe saying I’ve been super duper naughty and need corner time. I know this because I’m the bestest, goodest baby for Mama! Three weeks of no tantrums, no complaining, nuffin! I’m always a good girl for Mama, so why would the universe want me in the corner? Twenty more minutes and the pain was subsiding. Like the dial on whatever it was was slowly being reduced, until it became a slight tingle again, just a slight pull. That was… until I heard a car pull up outside. Dropping the blocks, I crawled quickly over to the window and pulled the curtains apart an inch or so, just so I could get a peek. Mama told me weeks ago that the curtains aren’t to be opened at all. Somefing about an allergy I have. But a slight peek wouldn’t hurt, would it? Looking through, I saw Mama’s car in the driveway. Clapping my hands excitedly, I crawled back over to the blocks and sat down on my thickly padded butt again, watching the door intently. “I’m home…” Mama called out as she unlocked and opened the door, walking in and closing it behind her, locking all the locks and turning to face me. “There’s my precious baby!” I felt a warmth in my heart as she smiled down at me. Like she was genuinely happy to see me. So I reached out my arms and did the ‘grabby hands’ motion. “MAMA! I misseded you! How it go?” I blurted out. “I missed you too, Princess. It went well. Mama got something left to her by her great Grandma. But we can talk about that another time, as I’m not even sure what I’m going to do with it just yet. No, what I want to know is… how’s my baby?” “I otay!” I smiled as she dropped her bag by the front door and slipped off her shoes before walking over and climbing down to the floor to sit next to me. “I been playing!” “Did you have fun? And how was it, being away from Mama?” “I did! …Buh I missed you.” “I missed you too, precious. Everything else okay?” She asked, looking concerned. “Uh huh… why?” “You look… like something’s bothering you.” “It nuffin.” “Baby… you know not to keep secrets from Mummy…” She looked at me with that stern face that always won. “I… I started feeling owwie.” I stared at the floor, guiltily. “Owwie? In what way, baby?” She said, pulling me close to her for a hug, resting my head on her shoulder. “I dunno… it started hurting all over, then it got better. Until you got back.” “Did it stop when I got home?” “Uh huh!” Mama stared off into space and went quiet all of a sudden. “No… what could have caused…” She mumbled to herself. “It okay! It gone now, and Mama is home!” Mama squeezed me tight and kissed the top of my head. “Good. But this does mean Mama has to do a bit of reading tonight, okay?” “Otays.” “But for now, how about we get you in the bath? You’re starting to turn into a stinky baby!” “I no stinky! I no even messied!” “Not yet… but you could still do with a bath. So come on, let’s get that cute butt in the bath.” “Wif bubbles?” “What kind of monster do you think I am? Giving a precious little baby Princess a bath WITHOUT bubbles?” Mama smiled and kissed my nose, before getting up and holding out her hands. I giggled and took her hands as she helped me up to my feet, holding on tight as I nervously waddled my way to the bathroom. As I splashed around in the bath, giggling as I plunged the yellow toy duck under the water only to watch it launch back up out of it, Mama knelt by the side of the bath, scrubbing my back with a sponge. “Having fun? Remember, don’t make too much of a mess, otherwise Mama will have to clean it all up!” Mama said, as she poured warm water down my back. Nodding, I continued playing, enjoying the warm water and Mama taking care of me. I felt so happy in this moment. But then again, I’ve felt happy ever since I woke up three weeks ago. It was all so perfect. I had Mama, I had no worries, an I could jus be baby! As the ducky launched out of the water again, I found my eyes wandering, distracted by something that had kept catching my eye the past few weeks… but I was too nervous to look at. I had had plenty of baths since I woke up, and I had noticed it all before, but I was just too… it was like I didn’t want them to be there, like I wanted to pretend they weren’t. But right now, in this moment… I couldn’t keep my eyes off them. “What’s up, sweetpea?” Mama asked, brushing my cheek with her hand. “Mama…?” I asked, in that tone kids use when they’re unsure if they’ll get in trouble or not. “Yes?” “Wha… wha are those?” I said, pointing to the large scars on my legs. Scars that went all the way up my legs, fracturing off in all directions. I had the same on my arms too, and my chest. I had noticed them very early on, but it was as if my mind changed its focus every time I looked at them. “Those? Why those are scars, honey.” She answered, like it was no big deal. “Why… Why do I have dem?” “Sometimes when we get hurt, it leaves a mark on our body. Look, Mama has a scar…” She said, pulling open her blouse to reveal a scar on her chest. “When… When did I get hurt?” I asked. Suddenly flashes invaded my mind, images that appeared and disappeared before I could focus on them and make out what they were. My head hurt and I quickly dropped my toys and clutched my head. “Baby… it’s okay… just… look at Mama, okay? Look at Mama. It’s going to be okay. Just focus on Mummy for now, okay?” I did as Mama said and looked at her, still clutching my head. And as I focused on Mama’s beautiful face, the images quickly went away and the pain subsided. “It’s okay, beautiful. I’m here. No more big girl thoughts. Just… focus on Mama for now, okay? No more focusing on your body, focus on me…” My mind felt like it was drifting off, like it was shutting down… being replaced by… warmth… colours… happy feelings… “I guess we’ll have to try again.” Mama said to herself, as my whole adult self dissolved into a state of pure bliss. ========================================================= I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! 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 remaining chapters are available on my Patreon which can be found here if you go for the second tier. New chapters of Parum Mortis 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. If you want to show others, please send them a link to the first page of this post! Thanks!

Chapter 4: Story Parum Mortis – LittleFallenPrincess “Let me lay down, then you can lay on top of me, okay sweetie?” Mama said, as she let go of my hand then laid down on the sofa. She had sat me down on one end of the sofa so she could position herself properly. Waving me over, I instantly followed my cue and crinkled my way over her body, where I gently rested my head on her shoulder. Wrapping my arms around her body, I felt cosier than ever as she stroked my hair and kissed my forehead. “Right, you ready, sweetpea?” She asked, grabbing the remote control from the coffee table and holding it up. I nodded and smiled up at her, so she pressed play and we both turned to face the TV. This. This right here. This is what I want most in life. To be here, snuggled up with Mama, without a worry in the world. About half way through the movie, Mama paused the movie suddenly. “Huh?” I said, looking up, still sucking on my dummy, confused as to why she had stopped the film. “Just need to check a couple of things…” She said, before I felt a hand groping my nappy and squishing it. “Dry… for now.” I giggled and squirmed a bit. “An deh other fings?” I asked. “Baby… I need to know…” “Know what, Mama?” “Hmm… how do I ask this…” She thought for a second before looking back down at me as I lay patiently on her chest. “Do you remember anything yet?” “Like wha?” I asked. “Like… ugh… anything?” “I remembered dat you’re my Mama!” “I… good. Good girl. And you know your actual age… so that’s good. I just… You know your name, right?” “Uh huh! It Susie!” “That’s good. And what about anything before today?” That… that’s when my head started hurting. I tried remembering yesterday, or the day before. In fact… any other day before today. “I…” The pain suddenly got unbearable. Clutching my head, I screamed out in pain. The lights started flickering. The house started shaking. “Is… tha… is dat an urfquake?” I asked, the pain subsiding as I focused on what was going on around me. “Let me up, I’ll be right back, I pinky promise.” Mama said, shuffling me off her body as she slid off the sofa in a hurry, climbing to her feet and rushing off towards a door in the back. “I… buh… buh Mama… I… I scawed…” I said, sitting up and clutching my legs up to my chest, my eyes watering as they prepared to burst out into full on tears… “ONE MINUTE BABY, I MADE A PINKY PROMISE.” She shouted back to me. ‘Pinky promises… they are sacred… aren’t dey? Which means… she’ll be back… Mama will protect me…’ I heard a groan coming from outside the house as it continued to shake. As if something was outside… trying to get in. When suddenly… it stopped. Everything stopped. The house stopped shaking, the air filled with an eerie silence, the groaning had disappeared, and the lights were back to normal. I heard a sigh of relief coming from the door in the back, and as I turned to see what was going on back there, I saw Mama coming out of the door and closing it again. “MAMA! Are you okays?” I asked, worried about her. “I’m okay baby. Just… had to sort something out. Fixed the problem… for now.” “Oh goods…” And as she walked around the sofa, returning to my side once again, making my heart feel happy once again… I couldn’t help but notice she was now wearing a bandage, stained red, around her hand. “Mama… wha dat?” “I… slipped. I’ll be okay. Promise. Now… Do you want to get back to that movie? I think we’ve had enough excitement for now.” “You sure?” “I’m sure.” She smiled. “Okay! If you say so, it must be true!” I replied, clapping my hands as I waited for Mama to lay down on the sofa once again. And then when she had, she waved me up and I crawled up her body again, laying in the same comfy, snuggly position I was in before with my head on her chest and my arms wrapped around her. “Comfy, baby?” “Uh huh!” I responded, nuzzling into her chest as she reached for the remote control. We watched the end of the movie and snuggled together the entire time. And it was the best night of my life. At least I assumed it was… I couldn’t… I couldn’t remember any other better moment. I… I couldn’t remember anything really… But that didn’t matter. It didn’t even phase me. I had Mummy, a thick nappy, and her love… and that’s all that mattered. “Sweetie?” Mama asked, looking down at me as she pressed rewind on the remote control. “Yes, Mama?” I asked, sounding even more babyish talking around my dummy that was still in my mouth. “I think it’s late, don’t you?” “Buh… buh…” Tears started forming in the corners of my eyes. “But what, sweetie?” She asked, in her soft, loving tone. “Buh… I wanted to stay with Mama…” “Babies need their sleep though, precious. I know! How about I make you a deal?” “A deal?” “You behave like the good little girl you are, brush your teeth, let me put your jammies on you without a fuss, and then get in bed without any complaining… and I’ll read you a bedtime story with an extra special bottle of milk. How does that sound?” I mean… I would have done all that even without the bedtime story. I’m a good girl after all, I like to make Mama happy. But the promise of a bedtime story and a bottle? Yes please! So I nodded and smiled up at her. “Okay Princess. I’m going to take you to the bathroom and let you brush your teeth whilst I prepare your baba. Then I’ll get you into your jammies and get you snuggled up in your crib.” “C… Crib? I haf a crib?” I asked, surprised. “Of course you do, where else would a baby sleep?” “I… You’re right, Mama. Silly me. Buh… dat mean I no sleep wif Mama?” “Not tonight, pumpkin. Mama needs to do a bit more work once you’re asleep.” “Buh… you’ll be nearby… right?” “Of course. And I’ll be right there in the morning when you wake up. Pinky promise.” “Otay Mama!” I replied, smiling up as she shuffled awkwardly, trying to get up whilst she still had my entire weight on her body. After an awkward twenty minutes of her trying to get up, carrying me to the bathroom to brush my teefies whilst she went to make my baba, then coming back and carrying me to the nursery and laying me in the crib, we were finally ready for bed. Or more importantly… I was. After all, grownups have super duper late bedtimes, unlike babies like me. I need lots of sleeps. I thinks. But now I was snuggled up, in this super cute crib with unicorns all over the bedding, the walls, and the decorations… and I was ready for this super cute story. This nursery felt… weird. Like… I remembered it? But at the same time it felt like I had never been in here before. But that’s silly. I’m Mama’s baby, and babies need nurseries. Right? Mama stroked my hair behind my ear as she handed me my nighttime baba full of yummy milk, her feet up on the top of the bedding of this huge crib. “Ready for your story now?” She asked. I nodded my head, too busy drinking my yummy milk to say anything. At least, until I realised there was no book. “Eh?” was all I could manage to utter, whilst still suckling down the fluid flowing from the teat. “It’s a story I know. No book tonight, sorry Princess.” I nodded and smiled up at her as the milk flowed into my mouth. “Right. Once upon a time, there lived a little Princess. She was the Princess of a lovely little Kingdom, one that never waged war, never wanted for food, and nobody was ever naughty. The Princess was a beacon of hope to all her subjects, especially her Mummy, the Queen. Whilst all the Kingdom’s inhabitants loved the Princess so dearly, often showering her with compliments and love and flowers, it was her Mummy, the Queen, that held the most love for her little Princess.” ‘I like the sound of this Princess. I wish I was a Princess!’ I thought to myself as I continued suckling. “Anyway, one day, whilst the Princess was on her morning walk through the town square, chatting away to all the folk going about their day, skipping and dancing across the cobbled streets, the Princess came across someone in a dark hood.” “Is… is he bad?” I asked, sounding muffled by the bottle still in my mouth. “We’ll have to wait and see, won’t we?” Mama smiled. “The Princess had never seen this person before, and her inquisitive little nature came out, wanting to greet and befriend this strange gentleman. ‘Hi’ she said. ‘I’m the Princess, may I ask who you are?’ she asked. The strange man turned around, his grizzled face revealed as his cloak fell down off his head.” I wasn’t sure I liked this story, it was starting to sound a bit scary. “The man grunted at the Princess and turned back around to continue his business at the stall he was standing at. The Princess, being the loving soul she was, continued in her search for a new friend with this stranger. ‘Excuse me, I’m the Princess. I… I’d love to be your friend.’ She offered. But the strange man clearly didn't want to be her friend. He just grunted again, though this time without even turning around. ‘Well that’s not very nice of you!’ The Princess continued, slightly upset by the lack of kindness shown to her.” I didn’t like this man. Or how he treated the Princess. I tried to open my mouth to complain, but found I was more tired than I originally thought. My eyes were feeling heavy, my limbs were comfy and even heavier. I snuggled up to Mama and listened peacefully to her heartbeat. “The strange man turned around one last time, looking the Princess up and down, before shrugging his shoulders and walking off. The Princess, upset by this development, rushed back to the castle to cry. She had never been rejected like that.” Mama’s words were going in, buh I was too tired to process them as my eyes finally shut, the world going dark once again. “We’ll carry this story on another night, you sleep well, little Princess.” Mama said, kissing my forehead as I drifted off to sleep. ========================================================= Can confirm there is definitely no time travel. As for the VHS and the denim jackets... they're a bit out of date for this year, right? :3 I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! 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 remaining chapters are available on my Patreon which can be found here if you go for the second tier. New chapters of Parum Mortis every Wednesday/Sunday! Also just a quick note: I don't mind people saving this story for personal reading. 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Chapter 3: Baby Parum Mortis – LittleFallenPrincess “M… Mummy?” She replied. I nodded at her, proud that I had remembered. “Sweetie… that’s not…” I lunged forward and wrapped my arms around her, squeezing tightly. “I wuv you, Mummy.” I said in my cutest voice. “Baby… I’m not… I’m not your Mummy.” “Don’t be silly, Mama!” I said, brushing off her silly statement. She could be really silly sometimes, making silly jokes and saying silly things. “Sweetie…” I ignored her and squeezed harder. “Baby!” She snapped at me. “Wha?” I jumped back, letting go of her and falling back onto the sofa. “You were hurting me.” “I… I’m sowwy, Mama… I didn’t mean to…” I withdrew and felt a build up of guilt within my chest. She knelt down in front of me as I brought my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them, curling up into a little ball. Putting her hand on my leg, she looked at me, like she was concerned or something. “Maybe… maybe something hap…” She stopped for a second, as if in thought, before looking right at me. “Baby?” “Yes Mama?” “What do you remember?” “I remember you’re my Mama. Aside from that… not much else.” “Shit…” She sighed. “Uh oh! Mama said a naughty word!” “Oh… yes I did. I’m sorry, baby. Don’t repeat what Mama says, okay?” She said, almost nervously. “Are… are you okay?” I asked, concerned myself. “I’m ok. Just be careful when squeezing me, okay?” “Otay!” I said, letting go of my knees and clapping my hands. “Right, I need to get this nightie on you, then Mama needs to do a bit of work.” I felt the sadness welling up within me. Tears were forming in my eyes and the pipes were about to burst. Mama could see that though, so she shuffled closer to me and put her arm around my shoulders. “Don’t worry, I can work in here, okay? I’m not going anywhere.” She said. Suddenly the pressure within subsided and I snuggled up to her, feeling much better now that she had reassured me. “Fank you, Mama.” I mumbled. She stroked my hair lightly, as if… as if she was scared. But why would she be scared? We sat there, in silence, for a good amount of time before Mama pulled her arm away and sat up. “Sorry Baby, I… Mama has to get this work done. I’ll be right here though, let me just grab a few things so I can get it done, okay?” “What… what should I do?” I asked. “I think we have some cartoons on VHS that I could put on for you, if you want?” “Weally? Yes pwease!” I said, bouncing up and down excitedly. “Yes please, what?” “Umm… yes pwease…” It took me a minute to work out what she was asking for, but then I remembered! Because I’m a super duper good girl! “Yes pwease, Mama!” “Good girl. Now, be good and I’ll get you set up next to me with your cartoons. Then I’ll grab my work and sit near you, okay? Is that okay?” “Uh huh! Whatever Mama says.” “This… this isn’t good…” She mumbled to herself as she stood up and wandered off to the corner of the room where a bunch of VHS tapes were stacked in a line. Picking one out, she took it out of the sleeve and walked back over to the TV, putting the tape in the player below it, and pressing a few buttons. ‘Mama is always so good at figuring things like dis out.’ I thought to myself as the screen slowly turned on. Flicking through the channels until she found the cartoons, she tapped her foot like she was nervous. Which just made me worry about her. “Right, there’s your cartoons, baby. Let me just grab my work stuff. Would you like a drink?” Mama asked. “Pwease!” I responded, watching the funny little cartoons on the screen. “Juice?” “Uh huh! Fank you!” “I’ll be two minutes, okay baby?” “Uh huh.” For some reason, probably the cartoons and the fact she hadn’t let me down the previous couple of times, meant I wasn’t panicking as much as she left the room. I knew she’d be back, and most likely with a baba of juice for me! So I slid down off the sofa, onto the floor, watching the cartoons on the television, laughing along when the cat got hurt by the mouse and clapping my hands when the mouse teased the cat. It was soooo much fun! I wiggled about, the thick nappy feeling good between my legs, whilst occasionally popping my thumb in my mouth. “You okay, baby?” Mama said from behind me as she walked back into the room. “Uh huh! The mousey is really funny!” “Here, I got you some juice…” She held out her arm, and in her hand she held a cup of juice. “Umm…” “What’s up, baby?” “Dat’s a big girl cup…” “And?” “I… need a baba…” “Of course you do… Okay sweetie, give me a minute, okay?” She turned around and walked off back towards the kitchen. “You’re lucky I have that one…” She mumbled to herself. Two minutes later, she walked back in with a baba of juice in her hands and I jumped up onto my knees in an instant to take the yummy juice from her. “Drink it slowly, sweetie.” She said, sounding concerned. “Yes Mama!” I said, already shoving the teat of the bottle between my lips and suckling at it like my life depended on it. “Baby…?” She asked as I enjoyed every last drop of juice in the bottle. “Uh huh?” I replied, without stopping drinking for even a second. “How old are you?” “I one!” “Oh no…” She sighed. “Buh I’m also twenty nine.” “Wait… so you know you’re twenty nine?” “Uh huh!” “But you’re a baby…” “Uh huh! Dat too! Your baby!” “Right… okay sweetpea, you watch your cartoons, I’m just going to grab my work and settle on the sofa behind you, okay?” “Otay Mama!” I replied, turning back to the screen to watch the funny characters. I could hear her moving about, grabbing stuff from her bookshelf and stuff, before settling down on the sofa behind me. Having her so close to me felt so good… like… this was perfect. Juice, cartoons, thick nappy… and Mama. It couldn’t be any more perfect! “Having fun, sweetie?” Mama asked from behind as she opened her books up and started reading. “Uh huh!” “Need anything?” “No, I otay, fank you, Mama.” “Good girl…” My tummy started doing flips with that little mumble Mama said. I liked being her good girl. I liked being hers. I grabbed my crossed feet with my hands and started swaying back and forth, my nappy crinkling as I rocked about, watching the fun little cartoons. I watched cartoon after cartoon, my attention completely on the fun characters doing silly things. I laughed, I clapped, I shuffled around excitedly. It was so much fun! So much fun that I hadn’t realised how wet my nappy was getting. Not until it was too late anyway. Problem was… Mama didn’t even notice. But she was s’posta notice! She s’posta know these fings! Buh she was too engrossed in her silly books and her silly work to even check on me. So when I started leaking onto the carpet, and I realised I was a bit too wet… I made sure to let Mama know. “MAMA!” I wailed. “What’s up?” She asked, concerned finally. “I… I…” I pointed down to the wet spot on the carpet. “Oh! Wait… how long… oh dear, I’m sorry hun, I didn’t realise how much time had passed. Why don’t we get you changed?” She asked, moving her books to the side of the sofa and offering out her hand. I nodded and sniffled a bit, before taking her hand and being hoisted up onto my feet, where she proceeded to pick me up in her strong arms and carry me off, back to the bedroom. Mama was being awfully forgetful today… but it’s okay. She’ll always take care of me. I’m her baby after all. May have taken her a while, but she’s gonna get me into a nice clean nappy and then I can go back to watching cartoons. Maybe we could even snuggle later… “Lay back onto the bed, sweetie.” Mama ordered as she walked us back into the bedroom, sitting me on the edge of the bed. I did exactly as ordered, laying back carefully on the bottom of the bed so as to not leak all over it. Walking over to the wardrobe, Mama opened it and grabbed something from the bottom shelf, under all her pretty dresses. I don’t know why she’d keep my nappies hidden away like dat… but then she’s the growed up, not me. “Are you ready, sweetie?” She asked. “Uh huh!” I replied, laying my head back onto the soft bedding. “Right, let’s get that wet nappy off you first…” She said as she placed the supplies next to me and began untaping my soaked nappy. “Oh wow… you really did soak this. I’m sorry for not noticing baby, Mummy is… distracted.” “It otay!” I replied. I understood. Being a Mama is a super duper hard job. An I trusted her. “Right… let’s clean you up...” She said, taking a baby wipe from the top of the tub, gently wiping away at my naked lower half. It felt good as she cleaned me up, making sure that I wouldn’t get a rash. It felt even better when she applied the lotion and the powder… soooo good. As I bit my lip, feeling the pleasure flowing through my body, I completely missed Mama grabbing my dodie and reaching up. I only noticed when she pressed it softly against my lips, making them part, as it entered my mouth and I instinctively started sucking. “Good girl. Nearly done.” She announced. I felt even better now that I had my dummy in my mouth. It brought a sense of… comfort… to me. One that made the change feel even better. Seconds later, Mama stopped. Looking down, I saw her grab my thick, crinkly nappy and unfold it, opening it out and grabbing my legs. Lifting them up so my bum left the bed, she quickly slid the nappy underneath my bum and gently lowered me onto it. I watched in awe as this beautiful, amazing woman pulled my new nappy up between my legs, pinning each side down before taping them up until all the tapes were in place and my nice clean nappy was secure around my hips. “I think I did a pretty good job of that…” “You deh bestest, Mama!” I said around my dummy. She blushed a little and smiled weakly at me. “Thank you… Princess. Now… I think I need a break from my work. It’s not leading anywhere just yet, and I may need to call someone for help regarding it. So how about… we go snuggle on the sofa?” I clapped my hands excitedly at the proposal. ‘Snuggling with Mama? Of course I’m up for that! If I ever say no to that, shoot me… I’m already dea…’ Suddenly I felt a pit in my chest. Everything felt off. Something… something wasn’t right. At least until Mama took my hand and helped me up onto my feet. Her touch, her compassion… it made the haze and the fog and the bad feelings all go away, replaced only by pure bliss, pure joy… pure happiness. “Pwease Mama.” I said, nodding at her as she smiled back. “And how about we watch that movie you’ve been wanting to see for a while? That one set in space with the lasers and stuff?” “You gots it?” “I recorded it on tape, just for you.” “Yay!” I bounced around in excitement. I couldn’t wait! Snuggling Mama AND getting to watch that movie I… wait… that movie… I remember… Just as images started forming in my mind, ones of a cinema, of watching a movie just like it… the images then just as quickly disappeared. But that just… that just means they weren’t important… right? I shrugged it off, instead focusing on the exciting prospect of getting to snuggle Mama, as I was carried off again by her, towards the living room. ========================================================= I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! 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Chapter 2: Awakening Parum Mortis – LittleFallenPrincess “Sweetie? Sweetie, are you okay?” A gentle voice flowed through my ears, making my whole body feel… amazing. I had never felt such bliss before. Like every syllable sent a shiver of pure ecstasy through my body. At least… I don’t think I had felt that before. Maybe. It was hard recalling memories right now. “Susie…” The voice whispered, making my whole body quiver. My eyes opened slowly, the bright light above blinding me. “Take your time to open your eyes. You need to adjust them to the light.” She said, at least I think it was a her. It sounded like a feminine voice anyway. “Chhhhhck…” I tried to speak, but found my throat dry. “Shhh… Just take it easy, petal. Eyes first. Speaking can come later.” She was right. Eyes first. Slowly I opened my eyes, squinting at the light invading my retinas until it stopped being painful. Problem was… everything was a bit blurry… “Chhhhck…” I tried speaking again, but all that came out was a dry, coughing sound. A blurry object then appeared in front of my eyes, moving side to side. “You need your glasses, baby…” The Heavenly voice spoke again, moving about in front of me. At least I assumed the blurry figure moving about was the source of the voice. It sounded like it was coming from that direction. They looked like they were grabbing something near me, then appeared closer than ever in front of my face, reaching up to my face… After she slid what I could only assume was a pair of glasses onto my face, my vision instantly returned as the figure sat back. “Chhhhck…” “D’aww, they look perfect on you!” That compliment… it was like my heart was in overdrive. It was pumping faster than before and I felt my whole body feel… amazing. It was at this point that I realised I could finally see the source of this feeling. The source of the voice. I stared at the Heavenly woman in her long black dress… Her fiery red hair flowing down her shoulders, her gorgeous green eyes shining like emeralds as they stared at me, those luscious lips that I so desperately wanted to… wanted to… kiss… Problem was… …I had no idea who this person was. Or where I was. It was a bedroom of some kind. Beige… boring… but clean… and very tidy. I was lay on top of the bed and this woman was sitting on the edge of it, her hands together on her lap. The blinding light from behind was clearly the ceiling light and there was a… warmth… to this room. Not too warm, not too cold. Wait… no… that’s not right. There was no warmth. But no cold either. “Are you okay, sweetie? Don’t try to talk, just nod or shake your head.” She said, her soft, sweet voice filling my ears. And wasn’t I lucky to hear it! I could listen to her all day. I bet she has the best things to say. I didn’t nod or shake my head though. I shrugged my shoulders. Because I wasn’t sure if I was okay. I wasn’t sure where I was, who she was, if I was okay… or… wait… why… why can’t I remember… …Who am I? “Oh no… what’s up?” She asked, so full of concern. “Chcccckkk!” I tried speaking, but it was still no use. “One second, baby. Let me mix up a little something for your throat. It must be so parched.” She said, getting up off the bed and walking around the foot of it, towards the only door in this room. Suddenly I felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest. “CHHHHCKKK!” I screamed as best as I could, reaching up towards the mysterious woman who was walking away from me. “Huh?” She stopped and turned around, confused. Which instantly stopped the feeling in my chest. I clutched the air towards her. “Do… you want me to stay?” She asked, softly. I nodded. “Oh sweetie… but I need… I need to get you a drink.” I whined in response, clutching at the air again. “I’ll be two minutes, tops. Okay?” I started crying. I couldn’t let her go. She couldn’t leave. I don’t know why, but I couldn’t let her. “Baby… here…” She said, lifting her wrist up and fiddling about with the strap on her watch. “Take this. Watch the hands turn, and count to two minutes. That’s how long I’ll be. I promise. I’ll still be here with you, at least a part of me. This watch is important to me. So just watch that, and I’ll be right back, okay?” She handed me the little wrist watch and I clutched it like I had been given the greatest treasure in the world. I nodded and watched the hands turn on the watch face, as she quickly left the room. I could hear footsteps going down the hallway outside the room, but I focused my whole being into this one task she had given me. I’d do this for her. She needs me to do this. Ten seconds passed. The heart-wrenching feeling was unbearable, but I had to stay strong. Thirty seconds… and I was ready to chase after her to see if she’s okay. But no. I was given a task. A minute. It was hard still, but watching the hand go around made it easier. Ninety seconds… I could hear footsteps coming back up the hallway outside. And as I continued looking at the clock face, the door opened and in she walked, with something in her hand. I couldn’t see exactly what it was, I was too busy focusing on the job I was given. “You can look away now, baby.” ‘Baby…’ “See, I’m back!” She said as I looked up at her. Her beautiful smile made the feeling in my heart dissipate and everything felt good again. “Are you okay? Here, drink this.” The woman handed me a weird, blue drink with foam on top that fizzled a bit. I had no idea what it was, but then again I didn’t know what was going on, who she was or even who I was. All I knew was that I could trust her. So I took the glass with both my hands and opened my mouth… chugging it down as fast as I could. I coughed and choked a bit. It was like… It was… no, I couldn’t explain this feeling. Like something was… Coughing one last time, it felt like something came rushing up and out of my throat, flying forward across the bed to the floor. “That’s better. Try speaking now, beautiful.” She said, smiling at me. “I… I… speak…” “Go on… good girl…” That phrase. That seemed to be more effective than anything right now, as it got me to sit up properly so I was sat up straight. “I… hello…” My throat still sounded a bit rough, but I could actually form words now, which was something. “Hi! Good job! Just take it easy, okay?” She said, making me feel at ease in an instant. “I… yes…” “How are you feeling?” She asked, sounding concerned. “I’m… err…” “Good?” “I’m good!” I answered, instantly. “Are you sure?” She asked, not reassured by my answer. “I…” “Baby…” “I’m your baby!” I blurted out. She seemed taken aback by this, and I instantly regretted saying it. What if I fucked it up? What if I upset her? What if I scared her? I can’t do that! She can’t go! She can’t leave! “Honey… what do you remember?” “Remember? Remember what?” “Anything really. What happened? Where you are? Who I am?” She hesitated for a second, “Who you are?” “I…” I tried thinking as hard as I could, but no matter what, I couldn’t remember anything. “N… no? Are you upset with me? I can try again!” She looked… hurt. ‘Shit. Wrong answer. Must fix it.’ “It’s okay, baby. Just…” “No please! Let me fix it!” I begged her. “Babe, it’s okay, you don’t need to fix anything. I need to fix it.” “But…” She went to walk away again, and I felt the tug at my heart again, so I reached out, instantly sobbing my eyes out. “PLEASE!” I cried out. “Huh?” “Please… don’t go…” I sobbed. “Why not?” She asked, looking somewhat confused. “It… hurts…” “What hurts?” “My… insides…” She looked down at me, thinking to herself for a moment, before looking up and smiling at me. “Not sure your legs can stand yet… but you’re not that heavy. Okay then, what if you came with me?” She asked. “R… really?” “Yeah. I’ll carry you to the sofa.” “P… pwease…” She looked at me, confused again. “Okay then, come on…” I clapped my hands excitedly as she walked over, still looking confused. Putting her arms under me and scooping me up, she slid me off the bed until she took the full weight of my body and carried me out of the bedroom we were in. “I’ll grab you a nightgown to cover yourself up. You must be freezing.” She said as she lay me down on the sofa gently, standing up straight and walking away. “Not really.” I responded, earning more confused looks. Like… was I doing something wrong? I don’t want to do anything wrong! I want to fix it. Please. M… Mu… “Just ten seconds, okay? I’ve got a nightie in the closet over here. Ten seconds. That’s it.” I nodded. She hadn’t lied before when she said she’d be two minutes. So I trusted her to only be ten seconds this time. Not that I didn’t trust her. I’d always trust her. So I used these ten seconds to have a look around this new room I found myself in. It wasn’t very big. Quite small really. Maybe about twice the size of the small bedroom we were just in. I sat on this sofa, this very floral, very blue sofa, surrounded by many, many cushions. My legs dangled off the edge and my feet could feel the soft, thick carpet underneath them. Everything in here felt… homely. Very homely. The huge television in front of the sofa, the rug and coffee table, the bookshelf full of books in the corner of the room… the lamps on the little tables off to the sides of the room gently illuminating the whole space. And it was at this point that I realised it was dark outside. It must be night. Which meant the lamplight made this room extra cosy, as did all the little ornaments she had on the fireplace. “It’s… it’s a nice house you’ve got…” I spoke up, trying to make small talk with the person whose house I was staying in, the person I could see currently rummaging around in the other room “You… oh, umm… thanks?” She turned to look at me, looking even more confused now. “So… umm…” “One second, baby.” She said, sounding like she was struggling. “Need help?” I called out. “Nope, got it!” She said, holding up a crumpled up nightie like it was a massive victory. “Come on… you need to cover up a bit.” ‘Cover… up?’ I looked down to see I was completely naked, aside from a thick, plastic pair of panties. But these… these were thicker… than… I mean… at least I think they were… maybe… “Those are just a precaution. Can’t have you leaking everywhere…” She said, holding the nightie in her hands as she stood over me. I examined the thick garment between my legs, poking and prodding it, wondering what the hell it was. It was like I remembered… but it was taking a while for that memory to come back to me. At least this one was coming back though! “L… leaking?” I asked, confused as to what she meant by ‘leaking’. ‘Baby’… ‘leaking’… I think I was remembering who I was. Or at least what I was. “Are you okay?” She asked. “I… am I… I must be…” I mumbled to myself as she handed me the nightie. “Do you want me to put it on you?” She asked as I just sat there with the nightie on my bare lap. I know what I am! I know who she is! “Yes please… Mummy!” ========================================================= 🤐 I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! 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 remaining chapters are available on my Patreon which can be found here if you go for the second tier. New chapters of Parum Mortis 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. If you want to show others, please send them a link to the first page of this post! Thanks!

Its not super dark if you compare it to other stuff, it's why I didn't put dark in the tags. But death can be a triggering thing, some people don't like talking about it or reading about it or dealing with it. So it was more like a little warning that maybe those who feel uncomfortable by stuff like that, especially with the state of the scene when she wakes up, may wanna be careful. There also may be some themes that may make others feel a teeny bit uncomfortable, but it won't be too bad for too long, though thats later. As for the theories... those are fun theories! But yeah, Susan is basically a ghost at this point. Yay! I'm glad you like it! Ooooh good theory! Also a good theory! Necromancy definitely tends to annoy Death. We'll find out very soon! Probably in... about 10 minutes or so, because I've been super busy lately to reply to comments

Here is the first chapter of my brand new monster-based ABDL story - Parum Mortis! Hope you enjoy it! Set in the same universe as Infernum Infantem, a woman finds herself somewhere she wasn't expecting to be. I can't say any more than that without spoiling it, so I'll just say that if you enjoyed Infernum Infantem, you should enjoy this. Just a heads up, there's some slightly dark topics in the first chapter, after that it's a lot less morbid. But even then, it shouldn't be too bad. Expect lots of my usual humour, MDLG fun, and cute pet names, as well as a few twists and turns and reeeeeeeeally mean cliffhangers. So... my usual story. This isn't a sequel to Infernum. It's got a brand new main character, though you'll be seeing a lot of returning characters from my other book. It's more... one story in the series. Please leave likes and comments and all that fun stuff, I love reading them! Especially with this being a new book, I'd really love some opinions! And as usual, if you want two weeks early access to chapters of Parum Mortis, you can sub to my Patreon. You'll also get access to my discord server to discuss chapters there and stuff. And also to tease me apparently. Grr. Also, please link to my stories rather than posting them as files when sharing with others! Chapter 1: Mr Crumpet Parum Mortis – LittleFallenPrincess I sat there on the pavement, in complete shock, as my whole world came crumbling down around me. How was I supposed to react to this? What would happen now? Where would I go? What if I stayed? I twiddled my thumbs as the world came to a standstill around me. My heart felt like it was racing. My eyes darted everywhere, watching every bit of carnage that surrounded me. An eerie silence filled the air and I felt… alone. No one could hear me. No one was moving. Nothing. No one. It was as if… “Oh for fuck’s sake, seriously?” I heard behind me. Turning around, I didn’t know what was worse, the scene I had just turned away from… or the fact that my childhood teddy bear was now six feet tall, holding what looked like some kind of scythe, and was examining itself, swearing at no-one. Like… he looked just like my bear from when I was six. That was like… over twenty years ago. Because it had been twenty years since I lost him on a trip with my Dad. Now here he was… five feet taller than I remembered him, looking like he was in pristine condition, wielding a deadly weapon. “Seriously? You had no-one?” He asked me. “I… I’m sorry… who are you?” I replied. “No, this won’t do. I need a better image. Come here... I’ll have to do this the old fashioned way.” Mr Crumpet waddled over, scythe in hand, to where I was sitting. I wasn’t sure if I should run or what, but my body made the decision for me and I quickly found I was unable to move. Stopping just in front of me, he bent down and looked me in the eyes with his… glassy… beady… teddy bear eyes… which totally wasn’t creepy at all or anything… and put his scythe down on the ground. “I… what… What do you want?” I asked, fear in my voice. “I’m sorry, honey. This is my mistake. Don’t worry, I’ll fix it.” He said, taking his soft, plushy arms and putting them on either side of my head. “This won’t hurt. Just close your eyes.” For some reason, I felt like… I felt like I could trust whoever this person was. Or whatever he was. Because he can’t damn well be my childhood toy! So I closed my eyes and felt the soft, plush hands of his become less plush… more… human. Like I could feel the bones in his hands now. There wasn’t much muscle in his hands, but it was definitely human now. “That’s better. You’ve got a few rattling around up there, but I’m not sure which to use. They’re all similar in importance, so I’ll just take this one for now.” He said… sounding more feminine suddenly. More… familiar. “You can open your eyes now, honey.” I slowly opened my eyes, nervous as to what would be in front of me now… to be greeted by a face I had not seen for a long time. “G… Grandma?” I blurted out, covering my mouth with my hands in surprise. “Oh sweetie…” She said, taking my hands in hers and pulling them down, rubbing the backs of them gently like my Grandma used to do. Problem was… my Grandma died ten years ago. “It’s okay, honey. It’s all going to be okay. Just breathe.” “Why do you look like my Grandma?” I asked, pulling my hands away from her. “Sweetie… I…” “Stop! Tell me, right this instant!” I snapped at her. Gran never called me sweetie. She had her own little name for me. “Look around you. Who do you think I am?” I took another look around me. I knew what had happened. I had a pretty good feeling where I was. And I had a damn good feeling who this person was, pretending to be my Grandma. But I didn’t want to admit it. I didn’t want to look at the car with the front half wrapped around a lamppost. I didn’t want to look at the shattered glass that had littered the pavement. Nor did I want to look at the brown-haired figure with freckles on her youthful, round face… crumpled up a few feet from… no… please… no… “That’s you.” Grandma said, pointing at the crumpled mess on the grass. The crumpled mess that wasn’t moving. I went to stand up, before ‘Grandma’ grabbed my hand and pulled me back down to the pavement. “Trust me, you don’t want to look, sweetie.” “Can… Can you stop?” I sighed, deciding that maybe this person was right, maybe here was the best place for me right now. “Stop what?” “This whole ‘pretending to be my Grandma’ thing. Just reveal your true self.” “You couldn’t handle that. But okay, I’ll pick a form you’re not familiar with, if that would help?” “Please. I loved my Grandma, and this just makes me… uneasy.” I blinked and suddenly my Grandma was gone. Not replaced by a giant childhood toy again, but by a beautiful blonde woman… no, wait… man… no I was right the first time… was I? I… I wasn’t sure what they were, but they were beautiful. Looking somewhat masculine, but also feminine… but at the same time… neither. This being incorporated everything into one person. “Wow…” Was all that I could utter, still staring at them in awe. “That better? Haven’t used this form in a long time.” They said, examining the clothes they were wearing. “Are these decade-appropriate? I’m normally good with human fashion, but the sixties and seventies made a bit of a diversion, and now the eighties… wow… of course Cassie predicted this. Only she could have, I suppose.” They looked down almost in disgust at their outfit. I looked them up and down… and yeah, they were pretty on point with their choice of fashion. And considering who they were… I hadn’t even contemplated that they had experienced all those other decades… seen all those other fashion trends as they met each and every person… Wearing a blue denim jacket with the sleeves rolled up and matching denim jeans with the cuffs rolled up, along with a white t-shirt and white trainers… They looked just like any of my friends. “You look fine…” I commented. “You think? Thanks. Sorry, yeah usually I just wear whatever I wear when I…” “Steal the faces of our loved ones?” I interrupted. “I… I don’t steal. I borrow… aspects of them. Not my fault you ignore the differences and focus purely on the similarities. Typical humans. Look, I’m trying something new. Sorry if I don’t get it right the first time.” “Why though? What made you want to change?” I asked. “Why do you want to know? It’s not me who’s lying over there, lifeless.” “Humour me.” “Because… I… look, I had big jobs before. I remember the plague. I remember Rome burning. I remember every huge, historical event where my presence was needed. But the war…” “Ah…” Was all I could say. “That… that made me realise I needed a bit more… humanity. Haha… like I ever saw myself ever saying that! Anyway… figured the old robed me needed a retirement. So I take on the appearance of those you found most comforting. At least a general likeness.” “Oh, so like a celebrity impersonator?” “I… yes, I guess so? I would have said someone you saw on the street that looked like someone who you hadn’t seen in a while, but yeah that works too. It can’t be the exact same… stupid copyright laws…” They took a second to breathe before looking at me again. “Problem is… you’re torn. The person you normally find most comforting…” “Don’t.” I shut them up instantly. I didn’t want them saying it. “I…” “Don’t say anything. I understand.” “Okay… Well yeah, because of that I had to go with a second option. Which ended up being Mr Crumpet, your Grandma, or your father. And your father isn’t dead yet and would have freaked you out even more, so…” “And you went with the giant fucking teddy bear over my Grandma?” “Again, still relatively new to this. So apologies in advance.” “So… that’s me, huh?” I asked, nodding over to where I lay. “I’m afraid so, sorry hun.” “You’re awfully nice for a… what are you exactly?” “I… oof. Err… that’s a complicated question that people have been theorising for millenia. Let’s just say… guide? But thank you. How… how are you holding up?” “I mean I just found out it's all over, so… been better.” “We can sit here as long as you want.” They put their arm around my shoulder, trying to comfort me. “What if I choose to stay here forever?” “You don’t want that.” They looked at me, looking serious all of a sudden. “I don’t?” “Look, if you want to go haunt a house or a certain person, or you want to take over a creepy doll and terrorise people… be my guest. I can arrange that. Some people can’t move on, and whilst sad… I will allow a small number of people to stay. But not here. Not at the scene.” “Why not?” I asked. “Because if you do, you’ll lose what humanity you have left. Just… for now, take your time. Take it all in. Then I’ll take you where you’re supposed to be.” “And where is that?” “Well I suppose I can tell you now, as you’re heading there soon anyway, but you’re going to Heaven.” “I was… a good person?” “Yes, Susan. You were a good person.” They replied. “But I…” “One mistake doesn’t doom you to an eternity in Hell. And you don’t believe in reincarnation or anything, so Heaven it is for you, sweetie. I know you weren’t technically a believer, but you were raised in that faith and had a small bit of hope that that place existed, so that’s where you go.” “Still… I feel bad.” I replied. “How so?” “It’s my fault. It’s all my fault.” “I’m sure that’s not true.” They shrugged. “You’re all knowing, right?” “Not really, but I know a lot, yes.” “Then you know I’m right.” “I’m not saying…” “See, that’s basically confirming it. I fucked up. I…” The cold winter’s air made my skin feel tingly. “How can…” “The cold is setting in on you over there.” They answered. “Ah. I suppose that makes sense. Whatever little sense all this makes anyway. So… what happens now?” “I take you up.” “Right now?” I asked. “When you’re ready.” There was something on my mind. Figured this was the last chance I’d get to ask… so I took a deep breath, not that that even mattered right now, and asked… “Can…” “I swear, if you’re about to ask me what I think you’re going to ask me…” They rolled their eyes at me and sighed. “Please?” I begged. “Why you humans care so much about this, I will never understand. But sure. Only because you’re cute.” They tapped my forehead and everything went dark. ------------------------------------------------------------ “WAIT, WHAT?” I awoke, screaming and yelling. “I’m not going to let you sit around for a week and watch it all. I’ve got a timetable to keep. You’re lucky I’ve got a little bit of a break at this exact time, after moving a few things around, to let you play out this… whatever this is. The reason I can get around to so many people is the whole freezing time thing. So when we’re not freezing…” “So when you’re not freezing time, you’re not out there helping… ‘guide’… people?” I asked, feeling slightly guilty that I was holding them up for this silly request of mine. “Exactly.” “Thank you then.” They looked at me, bewildered, as if they had never been thanked before. “You… you’re welcome, sweetie. Now, you’ve got about ten minutes to watch. Then I need to send you on. I’ll have to catch up a bit on those I should be guiding. And no, people can’t see, hear or sense you. So don’t try to go talk to them, it’s a waste of time.” They explained. “Ten minutes. Got it.” I looked ahead, from the bench I was sitting at with this beautiful blonde figure, towards the thing I so desperately wanted to see. I don’t know why I did, call it morbid fascination. But I wanted to see how many… and more importantly, who… showed up. The cold winter morning caused the priest to wrap up in his thickest robe. The grey sky drained all the colour out of this morning… not that there was any colour at a funeral. Black clothes, some flowers… and a whole lot of crying. At least it would be, normally… I sighed. “I’m sorry.” They whispered to me. “I… was expecting more people. I was at the very least expecting…” “Your Dad turned up…” They said, trying to find the positive in this shitty situation. “And… that’s it. No friends. No other family. No…” That’s when Death turned to me and wrapped their arms around me, surprising me as they brought me in for a hug. “I’m sorry hun.” They whispered in my ear. “I… it’s okay… maybe I… maybe I wasn’t worth…” “No, shush. You are worth every second of your life. You are worth so much more than this. I’m sorry people didn’t take the time to come to your funeral, but I promise you, you won’t be forgotten.” I cried into Death’s black denim jacket, which was appropriately changed to match the black dress code of the funeral. I hadn’t bothered to look at what state I was in now I was a… what… a ghost? Trapped in between life and death? I wasn’t sure what I was right now… but whatever I was, I finally took a second, wiping away the tears, to look at what I was wearing. I was still wearing the same dress I wore that night, albeit scuffed, ripped and bloody… Which means ghosts wear whatever they died in… ‘Thank fuck I didn’t die at one of those nudist beaches…’ I joked to myself, trying to lift the mood. Because that’s totally going to work at my own funeral… “It’s okay, hun. You’re going to be okay. You’ll be going to a better place now. I remember sending your Grandma there.” “Really… You remember her?” I asked. “I remember every soul I send over. Every face. She was a special woman. I can see why you looked up to her.” “I missed her…” “That’s why we should get going…” Death said, pointing towards the empty graveyard, empty except for my Dad and the Priest at my graveside as the coffin was lowered into the hole in the ground. “So… that’s it? A few words by the priest, I’m lowered into the ground… and that’s it? Isn’t anyone else mourning me? What about…?” “I’m sure people are mourning you elsewhere. Not everyone can make it. Your friends are no doubt having to work. They’ll show up for the wake later.” Death replied. “Fine. Whatever. I’m done with this. Let’s just go.” I sighed in frustration. “You sure?” Death said, standing up and offering their hand out. “I’m sure.” I replied, grabbing their hand and accepting the help up onto my feet. “So what… like… beam me up?” “Something like that…” They said, smiling softly at me and gently brushing my cheek with their hand. The grey sky turned into a blinding light suddenly. This… this must be it. Well… it was a nice… nearly thirty years on this planet. Shame I had to go and do something so stupid to cut it short. Maybe I… The light stopped suddenly. “Huh?” I said, confused. Death started looking around, looking as confused as I was. When suddenly… a portal appeared. A glowy, blue portal… like you’d see in those sci-fi movies. “NO!” Death screamed, like a banshee. “What… what is going on?” “DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE! I WILL FUCKING FUCK YOU UP YOU FUCKING FUCK!” Suddenly Death didn’t sound so… dignified. They went to grab my arm, but as they got closer, I felt a pull, like a magnetic pull… towards the portal. The strength drawing me towards it was more than I could resist as my feet left the ground and I was launched straight towards it… my last memories being that of Death reaching out to grab me… …Before everything went dark. ========================================================= New story! I know it's only the first chapter but... whatcha think? 😊 There's a lot to unpack from the first chapter! I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! 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 remaining chapters are available on my Patreon which can be found here if you go for the second tier. New chapters of Parum Mortis 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. If you want to show others, please send them a link to the first page of this post! Thanks!

I couldn't have ended it with the previous chapter. Allowing someone like that to have such a sweet little bean wouldn't be fair! Yay! I'm glad you enjoyed it! Thank you so much! Thank you! Yeah it would have sucked if I had just left it where Alice left without any mention or goodbye from her. Yeah my next will be the usual 40, as will Little in Love 2. As will the one after that probably. And the one after that. Maaaaaaybe after that I'll do another 20. But the next bunch of stories are either the LiD stories' sequels or the monster universe series, so they're all roughly the same. 20 chapters allow me to write more of my stories that I've come up with, but 40 allows me to flesh out the characters more and give them more of a journey. So we'll just have to see what I end up doing in future

Yeah I was worried about that. Worried at least my endings are a bit predictable. Thought I had you all tricked with this one! But hey, just means I get to be extra mean when there's a mean ending! Yay I'm glad you liked it! And I'm glad you liked the humour of infernum! I can safely say there will be a similar style of humour in my next story. Also well done on noticing the next story, I posted it on patreon in the same place and no one noticed!

Yay! I can't begin to say how happy that makes me! I was super worried people would see it as watering down the really good ending of the previous chapter, and I really wanted to do that evil twist... but there was no way I could have ended it on that. When I first came up with this idea, when I was brainstorming story ideas, I knew that if I was to write this one, I needed to have a double twist at the end. And it made sense that Judy would have been brainwashed the whole time, so I could get away with it without ruining the previous chapters 'ending'. Plus yeah... I'm a hopeless romantic. There's a reason all my stories are sapphic love stories. I love love. I couldn't let those two be apart. Also I may not always write happy endings (I mean... I have so far, can't promise this will always be the case though), but I always make sure everyone gets what they deserve.

Epilogue The LETO Syndicate – LittleFallenPrincess “Is… is she going to be okay?” I awoke to a feminine voice… a familiar one… talking close to me. “It’ll take a bit longer than it did with you. And even then… I’m not sure she’ll be the same person.” This time it was a soft-spoken man on the opposite side of me, one I had never heard before. I could hear voices talking around me, but I couldn’t open my eyes or move my body right now. So I couldn’t react or tell anyone that I could hear them. I had woken up just a few moments ago… and my brain felt like a scrambled mess. I knew one of the voices… but I couldn’t tell where from. I could barely remember my own name right now. “Look, you told me you could do it.” The familiar woman’s voice got angrier. “I said I could possibly do it. This is a lot more than you went through. It’s going to take some time. Please, be patient.” The man replied. “I’m trying. But after everything… I just want her to be okay.” “Even though she betrayed you?” “She… didn’t mean to.” The familiar voice dropped, sounding… sad all of a sudden? “I don’t know, Sarah… are you sure about that?” ‘Sarah? Wait… I know… I know that name…’ I thought to myself, visions of a blonde girl appearing in my mind… albeit hazy ones. “I’m sure. Look, you saved my sister. Then you saved me. Please… save her.” “I will try my best. But it’s a lot harder with her.” “It’s okay, sweetie. Just let the Doc take care of her. We’ll get Judy back. Promise. Whatever it takes.” This was another voice I recognised… but this one was different. “Alice, mind taking Sarah for a bit? She needs a change.” The man asked. “Come on, hun.” “I can change myself, you know!” Sarah whined. “I know. But you never get the tapes right and you end up leaking. Please, let me. It’s the least I could do.” Alice replied in a calm, polite manner. “Fine. But you don’t have to baby me whilst you do it!” “I’ll stop treating you like one when you stop acting like one…” Alice laughed. Sarah just growled a bit. “You know, we got rid of that hypnosis crap from your brain… but you still act like the cute little girl in the institute…” “I… just… shut up.” Sarah growled again. “Admit it. You like being babied.” “Yeah well… admit you enjoy being a Nanny!” “Gladly. Hey, Delia, do you need a change too?” Alice asked out loud. “No thanks. I hate that baby crap and unlike my sister… I can actually change myself.” A third woman laughed. I didn’t recognise her voice though. “Come on then, sweetpea.” Alice said as I heard shuffling of feet going out of whatever room we were in. Everything went quiet again for a bit, before someone else in the room spoke up. “Doc?” “Yes, Delia?” “Do you really think you can save her?” “For her sake, and for your sister’s sake… I hope so. But her ‘Mummy’ did quite a number on her. For now, let’s just let her rest. George will be back soon with an update on the raid. Then we can decide where we go from here.” “Good, because I hate hiding out here.” “I know, but it's for your own good. Now, come along dear. Let’s leave our little sleeping beauty to recover.” And as they left the room, I felt a tiredness overcome my mind as it drifted off again. “FUCK!” I shouted as I jolted up out of bed. “She’s awake!” I opened my eyes to see a bunch of bright lights blinding me, making me automatically squint as everything in front of me was just a blur. Suddenly I felt hands all over me, checking my wrist, opening my eyes and shining a light in them… …And I wondered where the hell I was. “Judy… Judy? Are you there Judy?” The man from earlier… The ‘Doc’... was talking to me. And as my vision started adapting to the light, everything started clearing up, including everyone’s faces. The ‘Doc’ was an older guy in a typical lab coat and a shirt, glasses adorning his face as he examined me. “I… what… what happened?” I asked, my voice grating as my throat felt parched. “Oh thank you!” ‘Sarah’ ran over from the side of the room and jumped on me, hugging me tightly. “I… sorry… who… what?” I responded. “Oh no… please tell me you remember me!” Her expression changed, she was no longer excited, she instead filled with dread. “I…” I looked closely at her face, examining every detail of this beautiful woman’s face… and it all started coming back to me. “S… Sarah? Sarah, is that you? How… What… What the hell happened?” “You do remember! Thank fuck!” She said, squeezing me tightly. I looked around and memories started returning as I saw people’s faces. The Doc… I didn’t know. Sarah… Sarah was on the bed… but somehow she was also on the sofa by the side of the room. Alice… Alice was at the foot of the hospital bed I was lying in, and the man… the man from the auction was standing in the doorway, smiling. Looking around the room, the place looked… abandoned, but was full of expensive medical tech. Exposed brickwork, rickety wooden floorboards, torn wallpaper… but clean sheets covered me as I lay in this hospital bed. “What happened?” I asked as Sarah finally released me from her vice-like grip. “We rescued you. We’ve been hiding in this safehouse for a while now.” She replied. “You… what? Sorry, you’re going to have to explain it all to me. Slowly. I… still…” “Her brain took a lot from the years of trials. It’s going to take her a while to get back to normal. Whatever ‘normal’ is for her.” The Doc explained. “Do you remember the institute?” Sarah asked. “I…” I remembered a white building. Modern. Clinical. But also… a nursery. “Oh… shit. Yeah… the institute. Mummy’s…” “Elena’s sadistic little money maker.” George, the man from the auction who ‘purchased’ Sarah, said from the doorway. “Huh?” “We rescued you from Elena Braithwaite. The woman you used to call… Mummy.” Sarah replied. “But… why?” “Because…” “Sarah, let me explain it to her.” George walked over and sat on the side of my hospital bed, taking my hand in his. “Years ago, Elena Braithwaite was well known in certain circles as the purveyor of… illegal goods. It’s how she made her money. At some point, she found out about a man’s work, a man who wanted to turn people into mindless, brainwashed slaves. With her money and cunning, and his genius… together they developed the tech to make that a reality. But whilst he wanted to turn them into his own private little sex dolls… she had grander ambitions. She had always wanted a baby. But was unable to have one. But at the same time, she knew she would be a terrible mother to an actual infant. So she came to the realisation that she could have the baby she wanted… but she’d have to take an adult and turn them into that perfect baby, albeit only mentally.” “And that baby… that first trial… was you.” Sarah said, taking my other hand and sitting on the other side of the bed. “Me?” “Her and that ‘Mr Smith’ used you as a test subject for years. Then when that worked perfectly… they built on their plans. By then… you were already Mummy’s obedient little baby slave, willing to do anything for that woman. They adapted and built up to a trial period for their grand plan. That trial period involved Sarah’s sister… and my brother.” George continued. “Sadly, my brother didn’t survive the treatment, and passed away. Sarah’s sister took the treatment well and was just as obedient and babyish as you. But obviously… they needed to sell her off to get rid of the evidence, and what better way than rich snobs who like to keep their affairs private. At this point, I heard about it in the circles I’m in… and I also found out about my brother. I was too late to save him, but I could save Delia. So I bought her from Elena. Problem was… she was regressed and too far gone, and we didn’t have the tech to reverse her situation.” “So… what did you do?” I asked, looking at Delia who smiled and waved at me. “She… looks normal…” Delia was the spitting image of Sarah. I could see why Elena must have thought Sarah would have made her a lot of money. Twins would have been adorable. “That’s when I got in touch with her sister, Sarah. Together with my best friend, Charles, the doc here… we decided to take down this bitch and stop her from ever hurting anyone again.” George finished explaining. “Aaaaand that’s when I got involved.” Alice spoke up from the end of my bed. “I was a Nanny at the time for a rich family. I was headhunted by Elena to be one of the first Nannies at her new institute. A couple of Nannies from the original trials wanted to train us. And I was about to turn it down, it sounded… horrible.” “But then I reached out to her, and asked her to be a spy for me.” George added. “One look at Delia whilst she was regressed and I knew I had to do the right thing.” Alice shrugged and smiled. “I had to stop whatever they were doing. So I accepted the job.” “At that point, we needed another in case anything happened to Alice. We needed someone for her to take care of that would allow her access around the place without suspicion. We needed someone to be regressed. That’s when Sarah offered to take that place. Having bought Delia, I already had an in with the Headmistress. I convinced her to take Sarah off the streets and regress her and I’d pay handsomely at the auction she was planning. We expertly had Alice ‘accidentally’ wander into the meeting, at which point I said I liked her and wanted her to take care of Sarah. Thankfully, Elena didn’t suspect a thing.” “So we had me as a staff member. Sarah was my charge that allowed me access to the corridors without suspicion. And we knew that we’d have three weeks to get as much information out of that place as possible to take to the authorities.” Alice explained. “So… you all planned on sneaking in… and getting them all arrested?” I asked. “Pretty much, yeah. But we also needed more information on the technology they developed, so that we could develop our own way of reversing what they did to you all. Alice and Sarah grabbed that just after the first week.” George continued. “First week was a bit of a write off, with you all being newborns. It was mostly just me looking through files and systems by myself, with Sarah wriggling about on the floor.” Alice giggled, making Sarah blush. “But after that… we sent all the info to the Doc, who managed to fix Delia. So then we knew whatever happened to Sarah… we could reverse.” “I just needed to spend a lot of my money to get her back…” George smiled at Sarah, who blushed even more. “So let me get this straight… evil woman regresses adults into babies. She picked the wrong people which led to you all taking her down?” I asked. This was all a lot to take in and my brain still felt like mush. “Pretty much. The one-on-one’s we had were the main time we had to go through files and systems and go snooping. Whilst you had your one-on-ones with your Mummy, pretending to be sneaky about her plan, we were off on our own, sneaking about enacting our own plan. We got all their tech, their financials, their clients… everything.” “And… what happened?” “We took them down!” Sarah said, excitedly. “Wait… you did?” I asked, surprised. “The whole operation. Cops raided the place earlier this week. Took everyone into custody.” “Wait… what about me?” “They raided Elena’s house first, arresting her. They agreed to sign you over to the Doc here to treat you.” “Treat… me…?” “Remember… you were the original trial candidate. She adopted you against your will. Years of hypnosis… it took a lot longer to reverse what she had done to you. But we think… you’re back to your original self.” “I… am? But what about…?” My memory was clearing up by the minute. And it was at this point that I remembered what I had done. “Oh shit… I was a plant…” Tears built up in the corner of my eyes as my emotions all came rushing to the surface. The guilt, the shame… all of it building up to a full on wail if I wasn’t careful. “We know. Alice was told early on, especially seeing as you were to be her charge, that you were a plant to help regress me and accept my fate.” Sarah explained. “But… I betrayed you…” The tears started trickling down my cheeks. I was holding it together, but the dam was starting to leak. “Because she ordered you to. Like we said, you were conditioned to do anything she wanted you to do.” “I promise I didn’t want to! I’m so sorry!” I blurted out, tears now running down my cheeks as I sobbed into my hands. “Babe… it’s okay. I knew you were going to betray me. I expected it. It wasn’t you.” Sarah hugged me, trying to reassure me. “I… I’m sorry still… I… really did… I mean… I really do care… for you…” I cried into her shoulder. “And I you.” Sarah said, pulling back and grabbing one of my hands, kissing it gently. “But… How did you know I did? That could have been an act…” “Sweetie…” Alice said, putting her hand on my covered leg. “I saw the way you two were together. That was real. I knew from the start. Plus Elena got real pissy whenever I brought up that you two were close, and she got very possessive during the one-on-ones. She hated your connection, she never intended for you two to actually fall for each other.” “Really?” “Really.” “Anyway, I’ll just say…” George interrupted. “We got everyone. Elena, the Nurse, the Nannies, the guards, the clients, even that creepy Mr Smith, who is in a much worse state than even Sarah was. And we recovered all your classmates and reversed everything that had been done to them. Though like you, Sarah and Delia… you may be stuck with some loss of bladder and bowel control. So yes, take your time, recover, and we’ll talk more. The police may even need a statement from you when you’re feeling more up to it. For now, I’ll leave you two together. Doc? Can I have a word?” The Doctor nodded and followed George out of the room. “Yeah now that it’s safe to go outside… I’m going to go for a walk.” Delia said, stretching her legs. “Thanks again, Sis. I’m going to leave you two for a bit.” “Don’t go too far!” Sarah said. Delia waved goodbye as she walked out, leaving the three of us. “Alice… can we…?” Sarah nodded her head to the side, obviously trying to get the two of us alone. “Not a chance. I’m not leaving your side.” She answered. “Ugh, fine.” “Sarah…?” I asked, my throat still hurting. “Yes, Judy?” “I’m sorry.” “Shhh. I told you, you’ve got nothing to be sorry for. I’m just glad you’re okay.” “Thank you for saving me.” “We realised early on that you were just as much a pawn in the Headmistress’ game as we were. And I knew we had to save you.” “You did?” “Well duh! You mean the world to me!” I felt a fluttering feeling in my chest as Sarah gripped my hand tightly. “So… we’re going to be needing nappies for the foreseeable future?” I asked, nervously. “Don’t worry, I’m here to change you.” Alice spoke up. “Yeah, we’ve got our own personal Nanny… so it’s not all bad.” Sarah laughed. “I mean… I didn’t hate the baby treatment…” I replied. “You too?” Alice asked, surprised. “Hey! I never said I liked it!” Sarah turned around, frustrated. “You never said you didn’t. Don’t worry, taking care of you two adorable little girls was an absolute joy. So if you want it… I’d happily continue to be your Nanny. Provided it’s all consensual this time.” “‘Nanny Alice’… I dunno… sounds a bit…” Sarah pondered for a moment. “How about… Mummy?” I suggested. Alice’s face lit up as if we had just told her she had won the lottery. “Wait… really?” “I mean… despite having all that brainwashing removed… I… find myself… wanting… that… still.” Sarah mumbled awkwardly. “And you were a hell of a Nanny…” I added, smiling at her. “And Judy will need a bit more help recovering than Delia and I did …” Sarah added. “Yeah yeah, use your new girlfriend as an excuse for me to baby you… very responsible, adult behaviour…” Alice smirked. “Shush!” “Never!” Alice said, rushing over and pouncing on the two of us, bringing us both in for a massive hug. I was still processing everything that had happened. I still needed time to recover and process everything that Elena had done to me over the years. My memories were quickly returning and everything was scary. Terrifying really. But knowing I had these two… somehow made it all a lot less scary. And for the first time in a long, long time… …I felt like myself. ========================================================= Double twist! As if I'd let it end the way it did last chapter :3 I'm mean, but I'm not that mean! But yes, this is it, the actual ending. It's all done and wrapped up now. I hope you enjoyed it, as it was a lot of fun to write. Especially as I had the whole big twist, and the following twist, planned from the start. It's what made me decide to actually write this story. The twists, the name (Judy=Judas like some of you figured out), the betrayal and the redemption... I've been looking forward to this moment for months, ever since I decided to write it. I know different stories work best with different lengths, but did you enjoy the shorter chapter number? Would you like more 20ish chapter stories? Or do you prefer my 40+ ones? I'll probably end up doing both in the future, just interested to see which people enjoy more. Don't forget, I posted my brand new story's first few chapters on my patreon. It's set in the same universe as Infernum Infantem, and I'm really excited to post it here on Sunday! I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! 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 remaining chapters are available on my Patreon which can be found here if you go for the second tier. New chapters of Parum Mortis 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. If you want to show others, please send them a link to the first page of this post! Thanks!

Thank you and I'm so glad after all my stories I can still surprise! Mwhahahaha! Well done on getting it half right though! Yeah the escape was a little too easy, I was worried people would guess it straight away after that. And don't worry, the epilogue was a lot of fun to write, so I hope you all enjoy it. yay! Yeah I had this idea from the start. Her name was specifically chosen for that link. And Smith was in on it, he just took it a bit too far and got too big for his boots. And thank you I'm glad you enjoyed it! Hehe and I think people will like the epilogue.

Chapter 20: Betrayal The LETO Syndicate – LittleFallenPrincess “I’m sorry about what happened, Mr Barnett.” The Headmistress said as she sat in her spot, right behind her desk, tapping her pen on the open folder in front of her. Her legs were crossed and she looked so… professional. Even as she apologised for her fuckup, she gave off an aura of authority, making sure she still appeared like she was in full control. “It’s okay. I’m just glad you caught her before she got away.” The large, portly man in the chair on the opposite side of the desk replied. “And maybe you’re right, maybe she’s too much of a flight risk. Better off as a baby girl now instead of a toddler. I can adapt.” Sarah sat in a stroller beside the large man, the same man who had bought her sister all that time ago. She drooled and suckled her dummy as her glassy eyes wandered about looking at everything in wonder… like there was life there… but the light wasn’t on. She wore a pastel pink onesie that went over a ridiculously thick nappy, with little matching booties and mittens on her hands and feet. Her beautiful blonde hair was tied into pigtails that draped down her shoulders, over the straps that kept her in the stroller… unable to move. “And if you do change your mind again, after our lapse in security, you can have whatever treatment done here for free.” The Headmistress offered. “Thank you, Mrs Braithwaite. And please, call me George. Now, I better get this little one home. That regression has really taken it out of her. I’ll be in touch.” He said, standing up with a bit of a struggle, before reaching out his hand to the Headmistress. They shook hands, before Mr Barnett turned and walked away, getting behind Sarah’s stroller. “Thank you for understanding. Again, our apologies.” The Headmistress apologised again. “And what of the other girl?” He asked, whilst checking the stroller had everything he needed. “Oh Judy? She’s being… handled. Don’t you worry about her.” The Headmistress replied. Sarah’s face lit up at the sound of that name. She started clapping and bouncing in her seat. “She misses her.” Mr Barnett commented. The Headmistress walked around her desk, over to the poor regressed girl and knelt down in front of her. “Awww… even after she betrayed you? Silly baby. That trust led to your downfall.” The Headmistress laughed at the regressed girl, whose face turned sour as tears rolled down her face. “Right. Well good luck with that other one. I’ll be in touch.” Mr Barnett said, wheeling the stroller out of the Headmistress’ office. “Ugh… Thank god.” The Headmistress exclaimed as soon as the man was gone, awkwardly getting up off her knees and walking back to her desk, before slumping back into her chair and breathing a sigh of relief. ----------------------------------------------------------- “Need a cuddle?” I asked. “Yes please, baby. Get that cute little bum of yours over here. Momma needs snuggles.” She replied. I waddled my way out of the security room I had been watching the whole event from, the one off to the side of her office, and made my way over to her. Dressed in shortalls and my own thick nappy, along with a cute little pink tee that said ‘Mummy’s lil stinker’, I waddled over and sat down on her lap that she was saving just for me. She stroked my hair gently and held me close. “I missed you so fucking much, Judy.” She said, nuzzling against me. “I missed you too, Mummy! But… Did I do a good job?” “A good job? You did an excellent job!” I love when she praises me, so I clapped my hands excitedly and bounced up and down on her lap. “I’m still annoyed though!” I said, pouting at her and sticking out my lip, crossing my arms in a huff and making sure she knew it was directed at her. “And why is that, Princess?” She asked. “You bought me for a million? Is that it?” “I was just teasing you, baby. You’re worth a lot more than that to me. That was purely for my benefit. No matter what, no one would have bought you. And that money goes from me… to me.” “But still… I was hoping for like a hundred bajillion pounds!” I said, sticking my tongue out at her. “Maybe next time I’ll bid… a hundred thousand bajillion pounds then!” “Good! Cus I’m worth every penny!” I grinned. “Yes you are!” She quickly tickled me, causing me to squirm and giggle. “And I did a good job the rest of the time?” “You were fantastic. Obviously the staff knew, but none of your ‘classmates’ figured it out.” I smiled proudly at Mummy as she squeezed me. “I think it really helped too. You definitely helped Sarah adapt and calm down to her situation. If she was with anyone else, she’d have probably tried to escape a lot sooner.” Mummy continued. “I only did what Mummy told me to do.” “I know we got to spend the one-on-one sessions together… but I missed you calling me that. At least we’ve got a while before the next intake.” “So I going through it… again?” I asked. “Maybe not this intake actually. I want more of you to myself. Plus it would be good to see if having someone planted in the class, steering things, affects the outcome more or less than if we do it without you.” “Okay. Whatever Mummy wants!” She quickly kissed my forehead, making me feel all squirmy and good. “And good job losing the competition, sweetpea. That really went well!” I wiggled again. I loved all this praise. “And you were super duper good at keeping it all quiet from the other babies.” She added. “Did we make a lot this time?” “Yes, sweetpea! Our first full run of babies made us a lot of money. And word of mouth has already gotten us a lot of interested potential clients. So I’m expecting even more next time! We may have to look into multiple classes eventually, depending on demand.” “So there a lot more babies out there?” “Eventually, yes, baby. And we’ll be the only ones supplying them. Though we will need to look into hiring more staff. We lost a couple already.” “Huh?” I asked, confused. “Your Nanny, Alice, she quit right after the auction.” “Oh? How come? She seemed so nice!” “I think she got too attached to you and Sarah, and it broke her heart to have to let you go. She couldn’t handle doing this on a regular basis. It’s like fostering kittens… It's heartbreaking to have to let them go. So she’s moved on. I paid her for her silence, and it’s not like she’s hard to replace. She was a good Nanny, but there are a lot out there willing to do her job for the money I offer.” I was really disappointed at this news, Alice was so nice and I was actually looking forward to getting babied by her a bit more. But she really did seem to care about us… maybe a little bit too much. “And who was the second?” I asked. “Mr Smith.” “Oh…” My face dropped. I didn’t want to say anything, but I was secretly hoping we’d get rid of him. The way he played with Sarah’s head and his general creepy persona just made me feel… uncomfortable. “Yeah, I saw the footage. I heard what he said to you. Silly man… didn’t realise I have eyes and ears everywhere.” Mummy rolled her eyes. “So what’s happening to him?” “For thinking he could get away with doing anything to my baby girl… I’ve made sure his contract has been terminated. We also took all his research, his work… and found a much better position for him.” “Where?” “He’s the training baby for all future Nannies we hire. He’s already in the process of having his mind melted. Want to see?” “Uh huh!” I nodded excitedly. “It’s a shame, he was really good at what he did. But he stupidly gave us everything and hid nothing, then wrote down all his research. Once we had that… there was no need to keep the little creep around. We’ll find a much better teacher before the next intake.” I watched as Mummy pressed a button on her tablet, making the camera feed for the Nurse’s office play on the screen. And from what I could see, Mr Smith was lay strapped to the table, in nothing but a nappy and a headset that looked very similar to the screen they used on us for the hypnosis stuff. “Can… Can I play with him?” I asked. “Don’t worry, I already thought of that. He’s going to be brought to my office for testing. We can have some fun with him before we ship him off to Training.” “Yay! Fank you Mummy!” “You’re very welcome, baby girl. How’s that nappy doing anyway?” “Umm… I dunno…” “How do you feel about finally losing control?” She asked me. “I understood we hadta do it to make it believable… but it does mean you’re gonna be changing me a lot more.” “Good job I have a whole rota of staff here to help with that…” “That’s cheating!” “That’s how I win, baby. You know that.” She grinned at me, placing her hand on my nappy and squishing it. “Oh that’s definitely wet. Not stinky yet though.” I blushed and hid my face in her shoulder. “Mummy!” I mumbled. ------------------------------------------- “I love how strong you are now. I can’t believe you can actually lift me up!” I said to Mummy as she carried me through the empty corridors of our institute. “One of the best things to come out of our R&D. Having Nannies that are capable of lifting a grown adult as easily as a baby…” “What about the clients? Do they get it too?” “Oh I didn’t think of that. See, this is why I have you around, my clever girl. I think I’ll reach out to our clients and offer this augmented strength so they can care for their little ones even better. We could make even more from this. Remind me once we’re back in the office, okay Princess?” “Yes Mummy!” I replied, nodding. “So… where are we going?” “Checking in with staff, then we’ll check on Mr Smith’s progress. Then back home to have some quality time together for a while before the next intake. Maybe in the future we can take in a class just after the other is sold off, but as this is the first run of this institute, we’ll need to review everything, see if there are any improvements we can make for the next group.” “Any fun people in the next intake, Mummy?” “You miss Sarah, don’t you, baby girl?” “...Uh huh. She was nice.” “It’s okay, maybe we can arrange a playdate with Mr Barnett and his two little girls. And maybe we’ll find you a baby sister or playmate in the next batch of babies.” The guilt I felt inside my chest for what I did to Sarah… It was unbearable. I know I shouldn’t care, but I do. But I also knew that I couldn’t mention this to Mummy, she’d probably be upset. So I kept it to myself, to let it fester within me. I really did like Sarah. Maybe even… in that way. I just… ‘No. Judy. No use worrying about it. What happened, happened. And Mummy is happy, that’s all that matters. You did your job perfectly. You didn’t arouse suspicion, you helped things go according to plan, and you eased Sarah into accepting the treatment. And now… now you get that huge stuffie Mummy promised you.’ “How is everyone?” Mummy asked as she opened the door to the staff room, where a dozen or so Nannies all hung out, drinking coffee and sitting back on the sofas, relaxing. “That… was an interesting first week.” Nanny Cherie said, smiling and laughing. “Yeah, it was a lot of fun.” Another Nanny in the back said. “Where’s the Nurse?” One asked. “She’s busy with Mr Smith…” Mummy answered. “What happened to him?” Asked Nanny Cherie. “He… got too full of himself. Thought he could abuse my baby girl. So he’s your new training baby.” “Really? Honestly… good. He was a right creep to me. Cute though.” They all talked for a bit, taking turns and passing me around like an actual baby, holding me on their laps whilst Mummy had a cup of coffee on one of the sofas, all of them bouncing me on their knees and cooing at me. “Elena?” Nanny Erica spoke up. She had been awfully quiet the whole time. “Yes, Erica?” Mummy replied. “Umm… I know… I know they’re a little…” Erica stuttered. “Go on, speak up.” “I know they’re a little out of our price range…” “You want a little of your own, I assume?” It was as if Mummy knew what they were about to ask. “Umm… it was so much fun taking care of them these past few weeks… I…” Mummy cleared her throat, making sure everyone was quiet and paying attention to her. “Because you all did outstanding work this week, and because I’m in a generous mood… I’ll think about it.” A few of the Nannies all looked at each other with joy. They clearly all wanted their own little one, even Cherie. “How about… a year. You work here for a whole year, keeping up with targets and giving me your absolute best, and you can give me a name. Any name. That person will then be inducted into our system and regressed into your perfect baby. Provided there are no complications with their acquisition, obviously. Does that sound fair?” “Oh yes, thank you so much!” Erica replied. All of them looked excited at this prospect. “BUT! This doesn’t mean you can just up and leave once you’ve got your baby. You can keep them here once you've adopted them, and look after them when you’re not busy with your duties. Maybe we can even have them as little helpers like Judy was this intake!” “Yes, thank you. Thank you so much!” Nanny Erica said, bowing her head in thanks to my Mummy. “How’s the little one doing?” Cherie asked, as if I wasn’t even there. Just like I was… an actual baby. “Judy? Oh she’s great. Did her job exactly as I told her. Then parked the bus at the entrance of the facility. Thank you all for not giving away the plan, especially the doomed escape plan. Good job staying out of the way whilst it went ahead. I wasn’t accounting for Mr Smith’s betrayal, but thankfully it all went smoothly other than that.” “It was a lot of fun, especially when none of the little tykes knew their ‘friend’ was a plant the whole time.” The nannies laughed, making me feel blushy and small as they praised me. “Now, I just wanted to make sure you’re all okay. You’re free to go home for the rest of the week. Rest, recover, spend time with your loved ones, get drunk… whatever it is you want to do in your spare time. Back to work on Monday so we can prepare for the next intake.” Mummy said, putting her cup down and standing up. “Where’s Alice?” Erica asked. “She… wasn’t a good fit.” All the nannies looked… disappointed. “She got regressed too?” “Oh no, I trust her. She’ll keep silent. She did a great job with Judy and Sarah, but she couldn’t bear letting go of them at the end of the run. So we gave her a nice payment for her silence and her work, and let her go.” “Shame. She was always so nice. She did a really good job with her two charges.” “She did. And maybe one day she’ll want to return. But anyway, we better get going. Got to go check on Mr Smith and his progress!” Mummy called out. ------------------------------------------- “How’s our new baby?” Mummy asked as we walked into the Nurse’s office. “He’s doing well. The hypnosis is working perfectly on him. Funny that the tech he developed is being used against him.” The Nurse replied, giggling to herself. “He got too big for his britches. Thought he could play with my baby without me knowing. If he would have just been good and done as he was told, he’d have been a very rich man with his own baby to play with. But no, he wanted to play with mine. And no one plays with my toys.” Mummy started stroking my hair. She always gets very defensive of me. “And we all know that. Shame he didn’t. Poor guy, he’s going to be wetting and messing himself for the rest of his life now, gurgling and babbling as he drools down his chest. So you said earlier that you want him as the new Nannies’ training baby?” The Nurse looked up, as if for confirmation. “Please. I want him suggestable and obedient. A perfect little training dolly.” “But Headmistress… What about when we’re not training him? Who’s going to take care of him? I know your plans for expansion of this project mean more Nannies, but there will be a lot of downtime when there isn’t any training needed...” “What about Cherie?” I suggested. “What about her?” The Nurse asked. “Oh that’s right! We were just talking to the Nannies. After this run, they want their own babies to take care of. I said they could if they worked hard for a year and met their goals, and that they’d have to keep up that hard work even when they have a little one of their own.” Mummy replied. “You’re too nice to them…” “I know. But it’s encouraging for them. They’ll also be better Nannies for it. But yes, Cherie found Mr Smith to be creepy… but cute. She clearly has a thing for this guy, and she did seem like she was in the ones who wanted their own little one. Maybe I’ll have a talk with Cherie later and see if she wants to adopt him. She’s been with us since the first trials, so I think it wouldn’t hurt to reward her long service to our organisation with an early adoption.” “Okay then, I’ll leave Smith in a regressed state until you talk to Cherie about what she wants from him when he’s not being a training tool.” “Thanks. And before we go, I want to know how you got on during this first full run.” Mummy asked the Nurse. “It was good. Kept me busy at the start and end of each week, but gave me plenty of time in the week to work on advancing this tech of his. I learnt a lot from his notes, I think I could even improve it.” “Keep me apprised of any new developments, will you?” Mummy went to leave the room with me still in her arms before she stopped and turned to face the Nurse again. “Oh… and I have to say thank you.” “For what?” The Nurse asked. “For going easy on my baby girl with your procedures.” “Can’t hurt the Headmistress’ baby girl, can we?” The Nurse rushed over and tickled the bottom of my foot, making me giggle and squirm. “She’s a delicate little bean, so we have to be extra careful, don’t we, precious?” She smiled at me. I blushed and buried my face once again. “Right, this little Princess needs a change and I need to snuggle her more than ever. So I’ll leave you here. Remember, Monday! We all come back and review and plan the next intake. Enjoy your week off!” “I will, and you two enjoy yours!” The Nurse said, waving at me as I waved back childishly. We walked down the corridors towards the parking garage. Well… Mummy walked, I got carried the whole way. Honestly now she has increased strength… I could get used to being carried around everywhere. Reaching Mummy’s car, she opened the door and placed me in the enormous car seat waiting for me. It had been so long since I was in this. Strapping me in, she planted a kiss on my forehead. “Right baby, are you ready to go home? Your Nursery and your stuffies probably miss you badly!” She said, tucking my hair behind my ears. “Uh huh! An I missed dem!” I replied, clapping my hands together. “And I think I missed you the most out of all of us!” “I missed you too, Mummy!” I smiled as she shut the car door and walked around the back of the car. Viewing my reflection in the car window, I wondered what was happening to Sarah right now. The pit of guilt in my chest still hadn’t gone. Maybe one day we’d meet again. Maybe we’ll have a playdate. And then maybe… I can apologise. ========================================================= *stays hiding in my secret hideaway* So... final chapter... thoughts? :3 Quick note... I picked the main character's name for reason... Also DON'T FORGET THE EPILOGUE ON WEDNESDAY! The story isn't completely finished yet. Don't forget, the remaining chapter are up on my Patreon if you just can't wait. Otherwise... just the epilogue left of this story! I just posted my brand new story's first few chapters on there too. It's set in the same universe as Infernum Infantem, and I'm really excited to post it here next Sunday! I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! Please leave likes and comments and all that fun stuff, I love reading them! Thank you to all my patrons for their support! 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😊🥳 Yay! That makes me so happy! Ah but at the same time, adrenaline can do wonders for confidence. And an escape attempt would cause that spike. Or... maybe you're right, maybe it is all a dream... 😈 Oh don't worry, it didn't! It was the exact reaction I was hoping for and aiming for when writing this cliffhanger :3 It makes me happy that I got this kind of reaction because it means you're all invested in my characters, which means a lot to me. Also that's really sweet of you to say Thank you!

Ooooh good thinking! I bet she wouldn't get far in the bus. How so? And what do you mean by neither character? Because Judy definitely knew they were there...

2 chapters left. I'm sure we'll get an explanation and a conclusion to all this I'm sure you'll get your answers on Sunday. 😊 Ooooh... but would I stoop so low to do the whole "it was all a dream" thing? Maybe I would! Another hoping it was all a dream. Maybe it is. Maybe she and Sarah are happy together, living their best lives... 😈 You don't realise how excited I've been, waiting for you all to get to this point of the story. These reactions are... *chefs kiss*

Chapter 19: Escape The LETO Syndicate – LittleFallenPrincess “Here I was, taking inventory and checking some things ready for the next intake… and just who do I come across, wandering the corridors? The Headmistress’ pet and her crush.” Mr Smith said, folding his hairy, muscular arms and grinning at us. “I… uh… we got… lost…” I said, trying to come up with an excuse. Problem was… there was no excuse we could have for why we were here. “Uh… uh…” Mr Smith casually walked over to where Sarah and I were frozen in place, before stopping just two feet from us, looking down at us. “Stop with the silly excuses. We both know you’re trying to escape. There’s no reason you’d be here.” “So… what are you going to do? Turn us in?” Sarah asked. “Oh I don’t know about that… Maybe I should have a bit of fun with you first…” His grin turned sadistic as he eyed the two of us up and down. “The things I could make you do…” “Huh?” “It’s clear that neither of you have had their final treatment done. You’re both able to walk… well not quite walk, more like waddle… but even then, you’ve got your brains intact. I’m not even sure what the Headmistress would do with you, Judy. But either way… you’re mostly back to normal. Mostly.” “What do you mean by that?” Sarah asked, her voice quivering in fear. “What I mean… is that there are a few commands left rattling about in that silly little brain of yours. What, you think we’d just get rid of it all? What if… one, or two of you, escaped?” “Shit. Shit shit shit.” I said, realising what he meant. Like that time he ordered Brian and Sarah to… oh. Oh fuck. The shit he could do to us… I knew how twisted and fucked up this guy was… if he got free rein of us with his fucked up treatment… “Wait so you can…” Sarah finally got it. “I could turn you both into sex-starved little fuckdolls if I wanted. Make you worship me… hump my leg… pleasure me. And though the Headmistress would not approve… what she doesn’t know, wouldn’t hurt her…” He grinned down at me, making the pit in my stomach get worse. My heart was racing. My fight or flight response was a mess right now, unable to pick which one to go with. I didn’t know what to do… where to go… “Little ones… Regr…” Before he could say what I could only assume would be a trigger command to make us obedient to him in some way… Sarah lunged forward and punched the guy in the throat. In the fucking throat! Mr Smith clearly wasn’t expecting that. He fell to his knees, clutching at his throat as he tried to breath, choking and coughing as his face turned red and he looked up at Sarah. “Fucking try it now.” Sarah said, sounding like a cool badass from an action movie, before walking past him, knocking his head to the side with her palm as she brushed against him. “That… was so… cool!” I said, rushing by Mr Smith as I grabbed Sarah’s hand and followed her towards the far door… where the next stage of our plan awaited us. I could hear Mr Smith choking and trying to breathe as he croaked back at us, trying to say the trigger words but finding himself unable to speak them. “Come on, babe. Let’s get out of here.” Sarah said, taking the stolen keycard and swiping it against the door to the loading bay. The door slid open to reveal a huge loading bay, with two lorries in it, both of which looked to have been emptied semi-recently as the contents were stacked up on the shelves by the wall. There was a little office by the side of the huge loading bay doors, doors which kept us trapped within this prison. “We need those doors open. Find a button or a key or something.” I told Sarah, who nodded and went to the opposite side of the far lorry. “Oh and what about transport? I guess we could try one of these lorries…” “What about this?” Sarah said, as she waddled back into view, waving me over. Waddling over to where she wanted me to follow, I saw exactly what she was getting at. The bus we arrived on. “Perfect! We just need the keys for that too then. It’s less conspicuous than a lorry… plus I’m assuming it's easier to drive.” “I’ll check this store room over this side.” Sarah said. “You go check the office. If anywhere, I bet everything will be over in there.” “Good luck… babe.” I said, taking a risk. She had called me babe… so surely I could get away with it…? She grabbed my hand and pulled me close, planting a kiss on my lips… before looking awkward and blushing. “I… be careful.” In mere seconds she had gone from this confident badass… to a shy, adorable woman. “You too.” I mumbled, just as awkwardly, before walking away, breaking the connection between our hands. I felt my face heat up as I waddled quickly across the raised platform in the loading bay, towards the small office in the far corner. The texture of the floor was a lot less like the corridors, which meant it scuffed my bare feet and actually… kinda hurt. It wasn’t too bad, it was just concrete, but after three weeks of pampering and walking on those clean, smooth floors… It was weird to be walking on something so rough. As I got closer to the small office, I noticed there were no guards there, which was weird. But that would work out better. So I shuffled off quickly to the small office with glass windows surrounding it. Thankfully, the door opened as I pulled it, as I was worried I’d have to go back and ask for the keycard from Sarah, but as I gripped the cold, steel handle… it gave way instantly. So I quickly got inside and saw a bunch of computer terminals and one of those wheely chairs. On the multiple screens of the terminal were cameras covering the loading bay, outside the loading bay… and the entrance to the institute. And from what I could see… there were no guards. They can’t have made it that obvious… right? Looking around for something to open the doors, I found a box off to the side, hung on the wall. Opening it, I saw a bunch of keys. So one by one, I started inspecting the little labels above each hook. Storage closet, safety equipment cache… none of these were right. Until I spotted one in the bottom right that said ‘Bus’. Perfect. Grabbing that key and planting myself in the chair, I spun around to find the button we needed. There was a little panel off to the side of the keyboard that looked important. But there were about twelve buttons, all of which had no labels or indication as to what they were for… so I needed to be careful. “Hey… found anything?” Sarah asked, appearing on the other side of the glass, knocking lightly. I held up the keys I had found. “Cool… and they’re for?” “The bus!” I answered. “Oh good job! Now… anything in there to open these damn doors?” “One minute…” I replied, turning back to the panel of buttons and taking a deep breath. I pressed the big red one… and instantly everything went off. Alarms, sirens, the lights turned red and started flashing… “SHIT! WHAT DID YOU PRESS?” Sarah yelled. I panicked and pressed the same button, trying to turn it off… but it wasn’t working. “TURN IT OFF!” “I CAN’T!” I screamed. “THEN PRESS ALL THE BUTTONS!” I ran my fingers over each and every button on the panel, pressing each one frantically. The large loading bay doors opened, first the left, then the right, then the middle… each moving a bit before going back down. “That was it! Press those ones again!” Sarah ordered, pointing at the panel through the glass. I pressed the left button out of the last three I pressed, and the far door started opening, the one we needed to get the bus out of here. “Quick, let’s go!” Sarah yelled, before rushing off past the lorries, towards the bus. This was it. I had done it. Just one last thing to do. And all this would be over. Rushing out of the office, the nappy between my legs making running very very difficult, especially now I’m pretty sure it’s wet, I headed in the same direction as Sarah, towards the bus. As I passed the second lorry, I saw Sarah inside the bus, waving at me to get in. Reaching the bus and climbing in, I sat in the front seat behind the driver seat where Sarah sat. “Good job. Keys. Quick!” Sarah ordered. I looked down at my open… empty hand… “Judy… where are the keys?” Sarah asked, panicking. “I…” The alarms were blaring, I could hear people mobilising in the distance. “FUCK! WHERE DID YOU DROP THEM?” “I… think they’re in the office? I followed you so they…” “I’ll get them. I’m quicker. Stay here!” She yelled. I felt so guilty as she rushed off the bus in the direction we just came from, looking for the keys that would get us out of here. The keys that would start the bus and save us from this life. The keys that were in my other hand. Climbing into the driver’s seat, I inserted the keys and started the engine. It had been a while since I last drove one of these, but it quickly came back to me as I put it in gear and pressed the button off to the side, shutting the automatic doors that we had used to get in and locking them. I felt so guilty doing this… but I had to. Revving the engine, I took the handbrake off and put it into gear before looking ahead at the open loading bay door. “Sorry Sarah…” And at that moment, I saw Sarah rushing back. Her face… her face instilled a deep sense of guilt in my heart. “OPEN THE DOOR! THEY’RE HERE! QUICK!” She screamed. “I’m sorry.” I said, lurching the bus forward slowly. “WHY?” She screamed, rushing to the bus, slamming her fists on the glass door. “I have to. I’m sorry.” I sped up so the bus was going at a speed slightly faster than Sarah could keep up with as she fell behind, just outside the loading bay doors. “JUDY! JUDY!” She roared. And as I looked into the rearview mirror, I saw Sarah fall to her knees as she was swarmed by a dozen or so guards coming out from the loading bay, all surrounding her with batons. “I’m sorry. I had to.” I whispered to myself as I drove around the outside of the enormous institute and towards the front gate. I wished it could have gone any other way. I really did. But this was the only way. ‘I hope you have a nice life, baby Sarah.’ I thought to myself as I drove out the gate and onto the main road, towards freedom. ========================================================= *hides very quickly, before any of you can hunt me down* Don't forget, the remaining chapters are up on my Patreon if you just can't wait. Otherwise... only a week left of this story! I just posted my brand new story's first chapter on there too. It's set in the same universe as Infernum Infantem, and I'm really excited to post it here in a couple of weeks time! I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! 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 remaining chapters are available on my Patreon which can be found here if you go for the second tier. New chapters of LETO Syndicate every Wednesday/Sunday! Also just a quick note: I don't mind people saving this story for personal reading. 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Chapter 18: Modifications The LETO Syndicate – LittleFallenPrincess “Hello there sweetie!” I heard a familiar voice from my side, but couldn’t turn my head to confirm my suspicions. “I’ll take it from here, Greg.” The guard grunted, before walking back into the club the way we just came out. And as he did, the other person walked around to my front. “D’aww… well we all knew that was going to happen.” Alice said, appearing in my limited view. “Mmm?” I replied, muffled by the dummy in my mouth which I couldn’t seem to spit out. “The Headmistress wouldn’t let anyone else buy you. You’re hers.” “Mmmmm?” “It’s okay, sweetie. Because your Mummy has a few more little ones to auction off, we are going to skip the modification decisions stage for you and take you to the other little ones as they wait for their procedures. Don’t worry… Sarah is there. You can say your final goodbyes.” “Mmmmmmmmmm!” “I know… let’s get going, shall we?” Alice said, walking around behind me and pushing me down the familiar lifeless halls. We entered the familiar playroom that had been our home for the past three weeks… for probably the last time. I was carefully unstrapped from the gurney and picked up by Alice, who walked over to the playpen and deposited me in it, before she turned back around to remove the gurney from the room, leaving me alone on my padded arse. “Judy!” Someone yelled from the other side of the playpen. Looking up, I saw Sarah waddling over as quickly as she could, not giving a shit about her current state of undress, as she desperately rushed over to me. “Judy! Are you okay?” She asked, dropping to her knees in front of me and lunging forward, hugging me tightly as she nuzzled into my neck. “I… I’m okay… are… are you?” I replied. “Yeah.” “Have they done anything to you?” “Not yet. They’re slowly making their way through us, regressing us into our new ‘parent’s choice of regressed adult. They’ve done eight or so of us so far… look…” She released her grip on me, sitting back a bit and pointing over to the other side of the playpen… and I quickly found out it was scarier than I had imagined. I saw a girl with long, blonde hair in the far corner of the playpen playing with some blocks, occasionally grabbing her feet and rocking back and forth, giggling. I couldn’t make out who she was, as I didn’t recognise her from this distance. “That’s Brian.” Sarah said. “Wait… no… that can’t…” “They gave him something to grow his hair super fast, then they dyed it, and they turned him into a bubbly bimbo baby.” “Wait… already?” I asked, gobsmacked. “They did say we’d need our rest for the treatments. It turns out they’re pretty intensive. There are a couple of others who were turned into regressed sex toys… the rest are in various stages of infancy. All with various modifications made to them. Some hair changes, some weight changes, some mental regression, some just have their mobility reduced. Some of us are baby boys, some baby girls. The most heartbreaking… are the newborns.” She then pointed at a couple of our class who were in those laid back bouncers, in footed sleepers as they slept soundly, unable to move apart from wriggle, drool dripping down their mouth. “Oh God…” I couldn’t think of anything else to say… this… this was worse than I thought. I… “Wait… what about you? What did that creep decide to do to you?” “Well I haven’t had my procedure yet. There’s still half a dozen or so before me. My… Daddy… wants a toddler. Thankfully, he doesn’t want many modifications apparently. They discussed this openly in front of me as I watched helplessly… Honestly, it was terrifying. But yeah, my new Daddy just wants me to act a bit more like a toddler. Bit of a lisp. No physical changes.” Sarah explained. “That’s good at least…” “And then after I’m done… it’ll be you. So go on… how much did you go for? I bet you went for double what I went for!” “I…” “What? Even more than that? Jeez!” “One.” “One what? One hundred million? One billion?” “One… million.” Sarah leaned back in surprise. “But… you’re one of the important assets… like me… how did you go for such a low price? Who the hell bid on you?” “No one did. That’s the thing.” “No one? But how…” “The Headmistress bought me.” I sighed. “Oh… OH!” Her face turned to that of surprise and realisation. “That… that makes sense.” “And by the looks of it… everyone else was too scared to bid against her.” “I don’t blame them… she can be terrifying…” “So yes… the Headmistress bought me.” “And did she decide what to make you? A baby? Toddler?” She gulped as she hesitated saying what we both knew she was about to suggest. “...a newborn?” “She’s busy finishing off the auction. So she hasn’t decided yet.” I shrugged. “With her running the place… I’m sure she’ll leave you til last, as she can regress you into whatever she wants at any time.” “Thanks for the reminder…” “Sorry. I… come here.” She said, lunging forward again and hugging me. “I’m sorry too. I wish you didn’t have to go. I wish we weren’t being separated. I wish…” Tears were streaming down my face. I knew what was coming, and I didn’t want it to happen. But there was no stopping it. It was then that she got even closer to my ear and whispered something in it. “...What if we could change that?” She pulled away once again and I looked at her in confusion. “Huh?” “I mean…” She said in a hushed voice. “What if we could… not end up as babies.” “That… isn’t going to happen…” “But what if it could? What if we could… escape?” “Escape? But… but we can’t escape! You know how impossibly well-guarded this place is?” I asked, trying not to be too loud. “And did you not notice?” “Notice what?” “Most of the guards… are in the auction room.” “Huh?” I thought back and remembered seeing a large number of guards… but I didn’t realise that may be most of them. “And the Nannies… look… look around us…” I carefully looked around so as to not arouse suspicion… and I couldn’t understand what Sarah was getting at. “What Nannies?” I asked. “Exactly. Where are they all?” “Oh… OH!” I knew what she was getting at now. “Shhh! Quiet! The cameras are still running. But if we’re careful… and quick… I bet we could have a chance of getting out of here.” “And if we fail?” “It can’t be worse than our fate if we just sit here and wait to be regressed…” She had a good point, and this was the best opportunity for our escape plan… “Fair point. But how? Even if there aren’t any guards or Nannies about… all the doors are locked. We’ll never get out of the play room, let alone the institute. And then what about getting away from here? Do we steal a car? Hitch a ride? Sarah, we’re in the middle of nowhere!” I ranted. I didn’t want to demoralise her too much, but… she hadn’t thought this through! “We’ll worry about that when we get to it. As for the doors…” Sarah then lifted her hand up, before plunging it into the waistband of her nappy, before pulling it out slowly to reveal… a card. “Is that…?” I asked. “I swiped it from our Nanny when she got close to me earlier. I couldn’t move my body, but I could move my hand… and I shoved it in the only place I could.” “You sneaky little…” Sarah just grinned at me and slipped the keycard back into her nappy. “So… you in?” She asked. “I… I mean… it’s risky… but… I can’t let them take you away from me.” “And I you.” I knew this was a stupid plan. I wouldn’t even go so far as to call it a plan. It’s… “So we’ll have to get a move on, whilst there are no Nannies. Are you ready?” “Wait… you mean… now?” I asked, surprised by her sudden expedience. I wasn’t sure if this was the right time for our plan, but I guess we were running out of time now and we needed to do this… “There’s no time to wait. They’ll be back to collect another one of us for their procedure. We should go now. Look… if we don’t go… we’ll end up like the others. At which point, it’ll be even more impossible to escape here.” She said, pointing at the regressed classmates of ours. “Fine. Let’s go. But don’t alert any of the others.” She nodded as she climbed to her feet and held out her hand to help me up. Whilst everyone else played with the toys across the playpen, we quietly but quickly shuffled over to the playpen gate. Upon reaching it, Sarah reached into her nappy once again, pulling out the keycard she had expertly swiped from our unsuspecting Nanny. Swiping it against the top of the gate, the latch flicked open and the gate opened slowly. “Quickly… before anyone else notices…” She said, waving me through as I waddled past her. Closing the gate behind her, she held the keycard in her hand and pointed toward the door. As she opened it with the keycard, I kept watch. Thankfully all the regressed classmates were too out of it to notice, and the ones awaiting treatment were panicking too much… I felt sorry for them, but I couldn’t risk it. And in seconds… We were outside the playroom and in the empty, bare corridors. “Where now?” I asked. “I think I remember the way to the loading bay.” Sarah said, looking around to make sure the coast was clear, before closing the playroom door. “Wait… you know where that is?” I asked, surprised that she knew this. “Alice took me for my one-on-one in a little office that was by the loading bay. It’s where they get lorries to ship in all these nappies we use, as well as all the baby food, supplies, and food for the staff.” “Yeah but how do you know that?” “During one of the sessions last week, we walked past a door just as it was opening. At that moment I got a good look at what was inside it. I saw a lorry, a guard… and that’s it. It was bare then… imagine how bare it must be now, at the end of this intake of victims. Especially with them all at the auction.” “And you remember where this door is?” I asked. “I went for a lot of sessions, as did you. I think I remember.” “Okay then… I trust you.” “We can do this.” She said, reaching out and grabbing my hand, clutching it in hers. “Follow me.” Slowly but surely, we made our way down corridor after corridor. Each one looked just like the last. All the doors were blank, the walls were blank… everything was blank. If it wasn’t so… ‘medical’, I’d say it’d be perfect on the set of a sci-fi show set on a spaceship. And how Sarah remembered her way exactly… I’d never know. I couldn't even remember my way around most of this place, despite being carried through for three weeks. She clearly had a brilliant mind, it was a shame that if we do get caught… that mind would be lost. So I held on tightly to her hand as she led the way, making our way… hopefully… to the loading bay. After about five long corridors, we reached a junction with corridors leading left and right. “Which way?” I whispered. “Shh…” Quickly she jumped back, spinning around and pinning me against the wall with her body, her face practically touching mine… our lips… so close… I wanted nothing more than to kiss her at that moment, but then a figure walked past, carrying what looked to be a box of bottles as they clinked about loudly inside. “That… was close.” I whispered as soon as the figure had disappeared. She lingered for a second, her lips not even an inch from mine. “Later. When we escape.” She said, pulling back and gripping my hand again, pulling me in the direction the guard had just walked from. Pent up, I did as I was told and allowed her to drag me around the corner and down the corridor. Two more corridors in this damn maze of a building and we were on the home straight. “There. That door at the end.” Sarah said, pointing to a door that looked just like any other door. “You sure?” I asked, hoping this would all work. “I’m sure. Now let’s go. Can you drive?” She asked me. “Yeah. You?” “No. Glad you can though, otherwise this would be a long walk. If we grab whatever vehicle is available, speed out of here, and find the nearest police station… maaaybe…” *Cough cough* “You okay?” I asked Sarah. “Me? Yeah. Why?” She replied. “I thought you coughed.” “Huh? I thought that was you…” “Wait… if it wasn’t you… and it wasn’t me…” We slowly turned around to see Mr Smith, standing behind us, with his sleeves rolled up and his arms folded, as he smirked at us. I gripped on to Sarah’s hand tightly as my heart raced. “Well well well… look who got out of the playpen…” ========================================================= Ruh roh... Well they technically ended up together again... even if it was only for a moment... See, I'm nice! Don't forget, the remaining chapters are up on my Patreon if you just can't wait. Otherwise... only a week and a half left of this story! I just posted my brand new story's first chapter on there too. It's set in the same universe as Infernum Infantem, and I'm really excited to post it here in a couple of weeks time! I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! 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 remaining chapters are available on my Patreon which can be found here if you go for the second tier. New chapters of LETO Syndicate every Wednesday/Sunday! 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Oh wow! That's a lot of reading, well done! I'm glad you enjoyed them all, especially the humour in this, I put a lot of myself into this story and it's humour and I'm really glad it was appreciated! Little in Love 2 is currently being planned properly, rereading (and re-editing it as I go along, as well as making notes) so I can remind myself of all the little details I put into the first one. It's definitely going to have a lot to do with the run for parliament and wanting to change society. Petal and poppet are like 'sweetie', 'sweetpea', 'pumpkin', etc. They're just cute little pet names that yeah I think is mostly used in the UK but I also don't think it's only used here. Whenever I switch I use them a lot when talking to littles.

I'm sure we'll see what is in store for little Brian :3 Well we still have 3 chapters and an epilogue... plenty of time for it to get better... or worse... for them :3 I guess the question is how evil is the Headmistress really? And clearly threatened the others to not bid on her. She seems like such a nice, well rounded, kind person, doesn't she? XD Yeah by the sounds of it Judy will be her little baby girl. Plenty of chapters left! Well... 3, but still, a lot can happen in that time! And there's an epilogue too!

Chapter 17: Auction The LETO Syndicate – LittleFallenPrincess Whatever they put in our bottles had us all out like a light in minutes. One by one we all started dropping to the floor. Some panicked, some must have figured the same thing I did. Either way… not long after distributing the spiked bottles, all of our class were soundly sleeping in the playpen, gaining our energy for the night’s activities. Alice must have lied or maybe they changed their minds about the whole one-on-one thing before lunch. Because I was one of the last to fall asleep. And as I did, I grasped Sarah’s hand tightly as she slept peacefully, surrounded by stuffies. Suddenly my eyes shot open. My heart started racing. Was… was this it? Was… was it auction time? I looked around to check my surroundings and saw everyone else in my class around me… strapped to vertical gurneys, all facing forwards. Wherever we were was dark. I could see… well there were a few spotlights over to the side that gently illuminated wherever we were, but it was only dim. There was some big curtain in front of us all, and it was clear that on the other side of it… were probably the ‘clients’. And if that wasn’t an obvious enough sign… I could hear a large crowd of people talking on the other side of it. Glasses clinking, laughter… stuff we hadn’t heard in our three weeks here. I tried to turn my head to get a better look at the people beside me… but quickly found my head was stuck in place. I could budge it an inch or two to either side, but I couldn’t fully move it, it was clearly strapped to a gurney… like the others. Trying to move my body, I found it too was strapped tightly to this damn thing as I struggled in vain to free myself. Resigned to my fate, I looked over and saw others trying the same thing… only to fail and give up. Feeling something… bulbous… in my mouth… I looked as much as I could to the side and saw Sarah, who was currently asleep still, with a large dummy in her mouth, which led me to believe we all had one. And that wasn’t all I noticed… Sarah was naked. Like… completely naked. Boobs on full display. The only thing she wore was a thick, plain white nappy, and the dummy in her mouth. Her beautiful long blonde hair cascaded down her gorgeous shoulders… and I couldn’t help but dread what she was going to have to go through upon waking up. Looking around… everyone that I could see, with my limited vision, were dressed in the exact same way. Nappy and dummy… that’s it. Nothing else. All strapped to these fucking gurneys, no doubt about to be displayed to an audience of the ‘elite’. Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement. More movement than the limited struggling we could manage in our current bondage. So I strained my neck to get the best view possible… only to see Alice and a bunch of other Nannies walking in, stopping at each one of us to inspect us… and by the looks of it, wake us up. Alice walked straight over to Sarah and pulled out a thing from her pocket, waving it about in front of the sleeping girl’s nose. Startled and panicking, Sarah’s eyes opened wide as she struggled to break free. “Calm down, sweetpea. It’s okay. You had a long sleep. It’s time for the auction. You all need to be awake. Sorry it came so unexpectedly, we were expecting a one-on-one, but things changed.” Alice said, softly. “Mmm?” The dummy prevented Sarah from responding with anything but muffled mumbles. “Shhh… it’s okay. Promise.” Alice whispered, winking at the girl, who instantly started calming down. “You’re going to be okay. Soon you’ll have a nice Mummy or Daddy…” Alice moved forwards until her body was up against the girl I loved, then stroked Sarah’s face before planting a kiss on her forehead and walking away… towards me. “Hey baby girl.” She said to me, stopping in front of me and smiling. “Excited? I bet you are! Don’t worry, when you’ve all been sold, I’ll be here to collect you to take you for your modifications. Then we’ll say our goodbyes and you’ll go home with your new parents!” She reached forward and planted a kiss on my forehead, before stepping back and smiling at me and winking. “See you later!” She waved as she walked away, smiling. I turned to Sarah, who looked back at me with fear in her eyes. I blinked both of my eyes, hoping she understood that we’d be okay. I hope we are, anyway. “Hello… is this thing working?” I heard a loud voice fill the room. As if someone was speaking into a microphone. And it sounded just like the Headmistress. ‘Here we go…’ I thought to myself, bracing myself and taking a deep breath. “Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen. Welcome to tonight’s special event… the Auction! As you well know, we developed this institute to produce and sell adult babies for only the most elite of us. Your own obedient little one to love, cherish… and play with.” A roar of laughter came from the other side of the curtain. “It’s been a long road to get to this point. With lots of investment from you all, and a lot of previous testing… we couldn’t have gotten to this point without you all. So thank you! I’d also like to thank the staff, whose work has made this possible.” Then came a round of applause. “When we started this institute, we never imagined it would be so successful. Taking random nobodies off the streets and turning them into regressed little ones, it was difficult getting the formulas and programs right. It took a lot of time… and a lot of failures. But those failures led to the successes we are here to sell to you today! I can guarantee any little one you purchase tonight will be customisable to your specifications. Whether you want one who is identical to an actual baby or newborn in behaviour and ability but adult in body… if you want to keep their minds or not… if you want to make them obedient little sex toys… whatever you want, we can assist. Our highly qualified Nurse is able to give your little one the changes you want.” The way she talked about us… should have made me angry. But right now… I was just worried for Sarah. “For fairness, you will only be allowed to purchase one little one tonight. That doesn’t stop you from bidding on multiple ones until you get one, but if you win… that’s it. Though if you win one tonight, you can still bid on another in the next round of little ones next month. Understood? Good. Now, Ladies and Gentlemen… I’d like to introduce to you… our subjects for this evening!” Suddenly the curtain split apart, revealing us to the audience, and revealing the audience to us. The blinding light made me squint as I struggled to see just who would be bidding on us tonight. All I could see was the Headmistress, with her arm out, showing us off to the audience. She wore a black, slinky dress that made her look a lot more like a rich, elite snob like the audience than the Headmistress we’d known over the past 3 weeks. The audience all wore fancy suits and dresses, which honestly matched the fancy nightclub that we appeared to be in. There was a bar at the back with a bartender, there were women going around serving drinks… this place looked expensive and lavish and honestly the richness of it made me… uncomfortable. Snobby place for snobby people. Lots of red and gold and expensive-looking fabrics… this place was a lot to take in after the rest of the bland, lifeless, clinical institute. A security guard walked over and grabbed a gurney, pushing it forward into the spotlight at the front of the stage next to the Headmistress. “Now. We’ll start with subject one. Brian McCormack. Married to his husband of five years. Banker. Picked for his perfect jawline and his submissive nature… Brian can be an adorable little baby boy… or baby girl. He recently underwent punishment dressed as a little sissy… and he is exceptionally good at humping things with his nappy…” The whole crowd laughed as they looked to the side of the room. ‘Is… is there a screen or something showing footage? It’s the only thing I can think of why they’re looking and laughing over there when Brian is over here.’ I thought to myself. “Isn’t he cute? He could be yours this very evening! We’ll start the bidding at… one point two million pounds.” ‘Million? Jeez… I didn’t think we’d be worth that much!’ I looked over at Sarah as the bidding commenced. She was really starting to panic, and I wanted nothing more to grab her hand… but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t hold her hand. I couldn’t reassure her that everything will be okay. I couldn’t do anything! The Headmistress pulled out a little gavel and banged it against a podium she was standing behind. “SOLD! To the Everetts for four million, five hundred thousand. Please follow the guard, and Brian, out of the room so you can specify what you want to do with your new bundle of joy.” A couple on a table on the far side of the lavish club stood up and walked to the side of the room as Brian was wheeled by the guard off the stage to the right. “Next up… Claire Roberts!” This went on for a while. One at a time, we were wheeled up to the front, the audience were shown some cute video that none of us back here could see, and the bidding commenced. Some went for a couple of million, some went for ten million. I started to feel exhausted from this constant anxiety. It must have been an hour or so by now, and there were about eight of us left at the back of the stage. I wondered when it was my time… or Sarah’s… and just when I started to calm my nerves a bit… “Sarah…” ‘Shit.’ The void in my chest opened up into a black hole suddenly. My anxiety was off the charts now. I was visibly shaking. A guard walked behind Sarah’s gurney and wheeled her forward, Sarah shooting me a terrified glance as she lost sight of me. “Half of a set of identical twins. Sadly we can’t offer the pair together, as one of our illustrious benefactors already purchased her when she went through our initial testing before we started the institute. But still, she’s an adorable little baby with a heart of gold. A northern lass who loves filling her nappies just as much as she loves being humped in them. She’d make an excellent newborn baby for your wife, or a cute little toddler waddling about her nursery. Or, for the more sadistic bidder… a little dolly to play with. She’s into girls but as you can see, will happily satisfy any men out there. Now… let’s start the bidding at sixteen million…” ‘SIXTEEN?’ “SIXTEEN MILLION!” One man shouted out loud. “TWENTY!” I heard one man shout even louder. “TWENTY TWO!” A woman yelled. “I hear twenty two… any advance on twenty two?” The Headmistress asked. ‘I knew they said she was going to be popular and worth a lot… but twenty two million pounds? Fuck…’ There was silence. “Twenty two… going once… going twice…” “TWENTY FIVE MILLION POUNDS!” A large, portly man stood up and bellowed. After a few seconds, the Headmistress banged her little gavel again, indicating the sale was complete. “Congratulations, Sir. A fine set you’ll have there. Identical twin baby sisters… What a catch!” My heart sank. She had been sold to the same creep who had bought her sister. She… she deserved better than this! But then I reminded myself… ‘At least she’ll be with her sister now. Maybe that will bring her some comfort…’ as she was wheeled off the stage, away and out of sight. “And now… Judy. Judy Judy Judy…” She turned and grinned at me. ‘Shit… I guess it’s my time now.’ A guard walked behind me and grabbed my gurney, wheeling me forward so I was on full display to the crowd. Turning my head as much as I could, I saw the screen that I had correctly guessed was there. And then noticed everyone looked at me… smoking, drinking… looking at me like I was prey. “Judy is a perfect little baby. She does as she’s told, she loves filling her nappies, and she is very fond of breastfeeding. A video lit up on the screen and from what I could see… It was a video of the Headmistress feeding me as I curled up in her arms. My face suddenly felt warm as I turned back to face the audience, who all ‘aww’d’ and coo’d at me. “So… we’ll start the bids at… one million.” ‘Wait… one? I thought I was supposed to be an important asset?’ I thought to myself, baffled by how cheap the Headmistress was selling me off for. Yes, I was more annoyed with the price she had put on me more than the fact I was being sold. But what was even more annoying… or weird… was the silence that followed. Nothing. No one bid. No one even said a word or raised their hand. I was expecting… something. Anything. “No one? A million pounds…?” The Headmistress repeated. One man looked like he was about to raise his hand when a guard quickly walked over and whispered something in his ear, making the man drop his hand quickly in fear. ‘What the…’ “Okay then… I suppose I’ll bid then. One million pounds.” The Headmistress said, banging her gavel against the podium. “And sold.” She said, nonchalantly, before turning and smiling at me, winking. The guard turned my gurney around and wheeled me off to the side of the stage where a ramp was, that led straight to the door. “I’ll be along later to sort you out, baby girl…” The Headmistress said down the microphone as I was wheeled straight out the door. ========================================================= Were you expecting what happened during the auction? It seems like a few of you definitely did Just posted the epilogue on my Patreon. So another two weeks and you'll get it! So not long now! I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! 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 remaining chapters are available on my Patreon which can be found here if you go for the second tier. New chapters of LETO Syndicate every Wednesday/Sunday! Also just a quick note: I don't mind people saving this story for personal reading. 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Oh no! I hope you're okay now at least and everything went well? Glad you could catch up Oh there's 4 more and an epilogue, don't worry :3 Got another couple of weeks yet, but I think people will like the ending. Thank you